Career – Making Your Way

Listening to Woman by John Lennon and thinking of one of those transformational moments in life.

Career life.

A total neophyte I was part of a district that supported Automotive OEMs and their supply chains. 

After years of experience and education I became an international supply chain expert.

 Regarding the OEM I was part of what became known as the GM C4 program.

This was back in the day of beepers.

As part of the effort to prove my mettle I was handed my very first beeper on a Friday afternoon and told there was a good chance it would go off in the middle of the night after which

I had to call the number

I probably had to follow instructions lest millions of dollars per hour would be lost – by our customer.

Oh – and if I had to go on-site?  Bad part of town.

Leroy Brown anyone?

The irony – unlike my colleagues who tended to be 15 – 25 years older – I’d spent a good deal of my childhood in the “bad part of town.”

Wasn’t so bad “back then.”  Those days came after Colman Young chased everyone – including the job providing corporations – to the suburbs – which happened when I was 4 – 6 years old. A witness.

My Heart – Detroit

Unlike my colleagues I wasn’t afraid to go to Detroit.  Still – stupid to send me there at 2 – 3 in the morning to walk by myself to the parking lot GM reserved for “Vendors.”

Surprised they didn’t put us in the dumpster.

It was a 2 – 3 block walk in the dark.

In the “bad” part of town.

There’s a WRIF Drew and Mike go round about this that is insightful – about needing tennis shoes so you could run from your car to your office in a manner that gave you a chance to outrun the muggers.

Sure Enough

As the moon was dark.

My beeper went off at 2am.

I was 22.

I rolled from bed, called the number, confirmed the system was down.

They would lose – as I understood it – $100 million an hour for every hour they were down.

This is global supply chain.

I promised I would be on-site as soon as I got dressed – they knew I’d been asleep – confirmed with my colleague who would meet me at “the parking lot.”

Asphalt patch of space 2 – 3 blocks from GM HQ downtown Detroit.

It was raining.

Typical Michigan March.

The colleague who was to meet me beeped so I called – agreed to the location.  He was adamant I understood the exact location which meant at 2:35 am I had to explain why I knew downtown Detroit better than any of my older suburbian coworkers.

Including him – who lived in Milford and had just cleared a bunch of trees from his newly purchased lot to build his McMansion.

Made It

Though I brought my own umbrella – it was pouring – he showed up on the asphalt with an umbrella – escorted me to the GM building.

The Elevator

We shut our umbrellas – checked in with the guard who seemed antsy – about me.  When we got on the elevator my coworker instructed me to look up at the corner.  Apparently there was a camera.  He said, “It’s so if someone on the elevator assaults you…”

Oh just yay.

The Lab

He walks me to a chair – I’m … a mental confusion mess – asks if he can bring me coffee.

Coffee?  I don’t drink coffee.

Not until after I became a sleep deprived parent decades later.

I only started to feel human once I recognized the “stuff” on the VJ290.

That’s a computer monitor from the past for those of you just joining us.  Before WYZYWYG.

I don’t think the decision makers in terms of my career thought I had what it took before that night and they’ve moved on but I can be proud because I did good.

That Tiny Nagging Voice

At this point in my life when my nagging inner voice suggests I need to do something I pause to consider

  • Does it have to be now?
  • Do I feel like doing it?
  • Will something get messed up if I ignore it?

Does It Have to Be Now?

I’ve learned to distinguish how important a suggestion is by discerning how insistent the little voice is.

The more it nags the bigger the repercussions if I don’t listen.

Do I Feel Like Doing It?

If I’ve got inertia going I evaluate whether something needs to be done that moment, that day, that week.

I also consider whether inertia is boredom or something deeper.

Will Something Get Messed Up If I Ignore It?

One of the most painful lessons I’ve learned – one that still haunts me – what happens when I ignore the voice – regardless of how loud or soft it’s whispering.

I haven’t forgiven myself and yes I know I need to work on it.

The silver lining is I have a true understanding of the repercussions of ignoring the voice trying to guide me out of a bad situation and/or into a good one.

Case In Point

Last night while meditating I realized I forgot to mail 3 cards.  After calming the initial panic I mentally said “Hey another reason to take a second morning walk.”

It’s several miles to the post office.

Before drifting off I reminded myself there was no urgency.

Or So I Thought

This morning the inner voice said “Do the cards now.”  

I didn’t feel like doing the cards.

Like I said there was no urgency.

Turn Up the Volume

The next time the inner voice spoke it shouted. “Do the cards now!”

I did the cards.

Next Order

It was earlier than I would normally do a second morning walk but the naggy little voice insisted I 

  • Go to the post office
  • Take My Wallet

Take my wallet?  Why?  I’m not going to buy anything!  I’m walking to the post office and back and that’s it.

Louder

“Take your wallet and put business cards in it!”

I’d run out from handing them out.

Okay fine.

As I started down the sidewalk I said “Okay God, it’s obvious there’s someone I’m supposed to see/meet.”

Which is why the timing was so important.

Next Order

While walking I mentally calculated which return route I would take.  

You know, just to shake things up?

“Go to Starbucks.”

WHAT?!

“Go to Starbucks.”

“I’m not going to Starbucks!”

I had a pot of coffee waiting at home!

Louder

As in shouting.

“GO TO STARBUCKS!”

Knowing how things go when I ignore the naggy little voice – let alone a naggy shouting voice – I calculated my route so it would take me to Starbucks.

As It Happens

It all comes together.

As I was walking toward the door I saw a very pretty lady coming toward me.  Smiling I wished her a good morning.

Coming round to start back home I saw her staring into the distance.  I asked if she needed help.  She smiled and explained she was looking at a car that had Merry Christmas across the trunk.  Following her line of sight I saw and smiled.

Now It Truly Comes Together

I was about to walk on when she asked if she could ask a question.  

“Why are you limping?”

I explained I’d had a subdural hematoma from falling off a diving board, was paralyzed on my left side and when I’m tired I limp.

Her Response

“I had a stroke.”

Mind and Spirit.

We had a wonderful back and forth – one I think helped us both.  

While people can empathize there’s something about talking with someone who’s been there that helps you feel understood if not whole.

As the conversation wound down she asked my name.  Explaining I’m a holistic doctor I pulled out one of those business cards the naggy little voice insisted I take with me and handed it over.

It pays to listen.

You Matter

I’ve written and spoken in podcasts about how a buddy of mine in the Bay Area fished me out of the murky waters of post-pandemic burnout.  

The Beginning

It was so bad I wound up in the ER.

Fortunately, no health issues.

A passionate walker for decades I dragged myself out of miserable mornings and put one foot in front of the other day after day, week after week, month after month.  Didn’t matter the weather – pouring rain, snow, record-breaking heat, I kept it up.

Initially I spent the time mentally combing through my life and wondering how the hell I got there.  After all I’d been through so much worse.  

On Impulse

Over past decades I’d kept in touch with a buddy I worked with in tech, emailing then eventually texting. One morning I asked – given he was getting ready to brave Silicon Valley traffic – if it was okay I “brought him” on my walks by texting him.  

Sending him pics of sunrises, fogged skies/misty mornings, beautiful foliage, holiday decorations.

At the time I was going so early it was dark and while I saw a few souls walking or jogging I was pretty much alone.

Well, me and my phone light.

Mutual Benefit

He was more than happy to exchange the occasional text – some before getting in the car – some after he got to work.  

In the course of dialogue it came to light he was going through his own struggle.  He’d been taking care of his mom for eons and it got to a point he needed help.  I’m sure readers can fill in the blanks of the stress involved with finding a place where his mom would get the best care and having to deal with the house and other details.

Day after day, week after week, month after month I listened via text as he shared the challenges of finding an apartment close to where his mom would be, of the stress and chaos of getting the home that had been in his family since the 70s ready to sell – by himself.

No siblings.

He listened as I sorted through a roller coaster of emotions and faced incredible anxiety.

Family

I want to note I absolutely had the support of my family but they had their stress too.  Having my buddy meant they could address their own post-Covid chaos.

A Cure to the Loneliness Crisis?

This morning a good friend sent a video – Diary of a CEO: A Cure to the Loneliness Crisis? in which a gentleman talks about the impact of texting someone to let them know someone is there.

Someone.

This man’s commentary perfectly summarizes the healing texting did for my buddy and me.

Beyond Text

In an age in which many people are trying to do digital detox I can add that over those days/weeks/months I came across a number of individuals out pounding the pavement.

Face to Face Human Interaction.

Some walking dogs, some jogging, some riding bikes, – many just walking.

Often with flashlights.

Over time we began to smile – seeing each other every morning it seemed the polite thing to do.  I began introducing myself. 

You Matter.

Me:

“I look forward to seeing you every morning.”

“It makes my life better to see you in the morning.”

“You always look so pulled together as you’re walking to work.”

I met people who play in the orchestra, who are passionate Rolling Stones fans, who lived overseas…

People of all age groups – yep kiddos waiting for the bus – ALWAYS wish them a good day 

Taking time to connect pays in a myriad of ways big and small and goes in both directions.

Don’t hesitate to tell people they matter.

Be well.

Healing Frequencies: Fiction Meets Reality

I’ve long said I draw from imagination, education, and experience when writing my fiction.  Today proved that out in a way I wouldn’t have imagined.

Pun intended.

I’m working on the opening scene for Gimme Shelter, a Port Gallatan story.  One of the characters has recently recovered from an injury that almost ended his musical career.

This is explained in detail in Soothsayer which will be available soon.

The character is reflecting on another character’s suggestion to use a Tens machine to aid his recovery.  While this scene was created from imagination it turns out I have a bit of experience with Tens technology.

A Tens machine stimulates nerves through electrical pulses transmitted through skin.

Then 

Years back an orthopedist suggested I get a “tune-up” for my left leg which was paralyzed after I fell off a diving board at the age of ten and suffered a subdural hematoma.  As a result when I become overly tired I have a tendency to trip on that side.  He felt the therapy tune-up would help.

It did.

As part of the tune-up they attached a Tens machine to an area above my left knee that – after 24 years – was still numb to the touch.

As of this blog that area is no longer numb.

And Now

A few weeks back after an x-ray showed my left arm break not healing well the PA working with me asked if I’d be up for electrical stimulation after which she clarified insurance wouldn’t cover it til after 90 days had gone by.

One:  I was open to the use of Tens

Two: I was determined I wouldn’t need it and that upon the next visit I would have new bone growth

Three: I didn’t come out and say it but I think she knew – it wasn’t slow bone growth. I screwed up.  I’d gone on a business trip and while at the airport – out of instinct – grabbed a wheelie to put on the escalator.  I felt sharp pain and knew – just knew in my gut I undid all the healing in the weeks since the break.

Aaron knew it too – he saw me go chalk white from pain and I saw his expression.

Needless to say we had a “discussion” about me letting him manage the wheelies.

She was gracious enough to not say anything though she did gently implore me to allow others to help instead of trying to do things for myself.

A tall order but I acquiesced.

Home Tens To the Rescue

Two days later while meditating I got the word Silva in my mind followed by The Alpha Frequency.

This is a frequency Jose Silva observed brought people “to level” where they could solve all sorts of problems.

I then remembered. One of the success stories we heard during the BLS involved a man in Texas.  He was in the hospital with a fracture of the femur that wasn’t healing well.  Jose was alerted to this by a member of the community that knew of his work with healing.  He brought a portable tape recorder with him to visit the man instructing him to play the cassette while holding the tape player so that the speaker was directly on top of the break.

As per teachings he was to do this 3x/day.

The man’s bone healed quickly after that.  

Fascinated I asked how students might take advantage of this option given we were way past the age of cassettes.

Though years before mp3s.

As I lay in bed I considered – given we ARE in the age of mp3 – how could I emulate that experience?  My first thought was to use the speaker from my iPhone.

I have the Alpha frequency in mp3 format in a playlist.

Deciding it wasn’t practical I considered my routine – decided to play it on my laptop while holding my casted arm as close to the speaker as possible.  To help – I hoped – I pressed the cast against the laptop.  My thinking was the vibration would be picked up/transmitted through the material.

On the return visit – though I was expecting a ½ cast I was told I needed no cast.  The bone had healed that much – in weeks.

I was given a brace to wear when driving or outdoors but otherwise told to do what I do naturally to help loosen muscle that tightened – Mother Nature’s way of protecting healing bone – to loosen and function normally.

Today

It’s my final x-ray after a journey of healing.  I wanted to share that the Alpha frequency as recorded by Jose Silva – and the instructors of his method – is truly healing.  I highly recommend the BLS but it would be interesting to see if people who hadn’t taken the class but use the frequency get healing benefit.  I suggest visiting silvamethod.com to find where you can purchase the Alpha sound.

Be well

Cold and Flu: Natural Isn’t Necessarily the Way

Sharing information to keep in mind as we go through cold and flu season.

As it happens I’m getting through a cold.  The worst symptom is a cough from phlegm.

Keeping me up at night.

1st Thought

Though I generally turn to natural remedies my first thought was to get Nyquil.  You know – the “So you can rest medicine?”  Sure enough the first night I slept deeply.

Sleep is healing.

2nd Thought

Natural remedies like drinking lots of water to help my immune system take care of the situation.

3rd Thought

A good friend who knows I prefer natural remedies sent me information on a few that can help in this situation.  I chose 2

  • Propolis throat spray
  • Elderberry tincture

I’d never used either though I’m big on adding honey to a cup of chamomile for a bronchial cough.

This isn’t.  Totally post-nasal drip – gets worse when I lie down.

Throat spray – inconclusive.

Elderberry?

Did I imagine that?

To put in context – I started taking Boiron Cold Calm.  Have had excellent experience with it and after a dose I did feel better but….

After the Cold Calm I sipped some water into which I dropped Elderberry tincture.  Next thing I know I was coughing worse than I had in days.

Didn’t put it together there may be causality.

Put a glass of water with Elderberry next to my bed thinking to sip in the night and first thing in the morning.

Coughing was horrendous and another shot of Nyquil didn’t help.

Neither did lying on my left side which had worked to slow the cough the night before.

As I lay on my back staring up in the dark using meditation techniques to deal with the situation a thought occurred to me.

No coincidence it occurred during meditation.

This seems more like an allergy than a virus.

As I went with the thought I acknowledged Nyquil – which had been working – suddenly wasn’t.

Which it wouldn’t if it was an allergy.

Next Round

I took a Cold Calm dose in the morning – felt significantly better with symptoms all but gone.

But Then…

I sipped water with Elderberry tincture late morning and within minutes was coughing like crazy.

But but but it’s NATURAL!

As I once told a hair stylist who insisted the shampoo they used was botanical

So is poison Ivy, Oak, and Sumac

Anyone can be allergic to anything, natural or pharmaceutical.

Case In Point

The best cough remedy I’ve ever had is codeine.  Stops the worst bronchial cough cold.  It also gives me a horrendous migraine that makes it so I’d rather sleep upright in a chair and hack the night away than take one dose of codeine – for anything.

Listen to the signals your body is sending and tune into your instincts.

Be well this holiday season.

The Healing Power of Experience

It’s been an interesting day, starting early with a routine that included checking headlines to see if the Martians had landed.

Tongue-in-cheek – goes back to my high school “I have to read Ray Bradbury” days.

A London Times article – Social media is dead — none of my friends are posting any more caught my attention.

With a line putting me in the mind of an app that helps people spend less time on devices.

But Wait There’s More!

Ginsu knife anyone?

This isn’t a promo ad.

Double-Edge Sword

Long before the cell phone came along technology was changing society.  It takes time to see patterns and it takes hindsight to see the extent of the change.  And then comes judgment.

The technology that saves lives can disrupt lives.  It’s something we have to navigate.

So Navigate

I published my first book in 2011.  

I always thought my first book would be a novel; didn’t pan out.

A holistic healer, I intended my work help others.  

People who, like me, were suffering from EMF Sensitivity.

Life Happens

My dance with EMF Sensitivity sent me in a different direction though I didn’t give up on my dream.

I spent ensuing years alternating fiction and nonfiction projects.

That’s Nasty

Soon after I published I encountered my first Internet troll.  

It devastated me. 

 It took 7 years to recover from one person’s comment.

8 billion humans on this planet and I get a comment that destroys my soul and lands me in the sewer for 7 years..

One human being on planet earth shredded me for 7 years.

What helped me get past deep wounds left by someone I’d never met was listening to the sage advice of people who had more experience than me.

People who’d been there, who understood.

My angels of the heart happened to be teenage kids. Though expressed differently – as per their vernacular – each said “Oh, goes with the territory of putting yourself out there.”

Which they’d been doing for years in an environment that is – in some respects – harsher than what I was dealing with in my isolated corner of the web.

Pay It Forward.

Recent events have – at times – shaken those same angels.  I’ve been able to help by drawing from life experience.

  • Vietnam

I was a child but my parents’ friends …

I recount specifics in my podcasts

  • We Will Bury You

I was a child but conversations with my maternal grandmother helped me put bomb shelters in the back yard in perspective

  • Recession After Recession 

By the time I was 40 I’d gone through 4

Detroit experiences one about every 10 years.  

I gave words of comfort without being condescending.  

I didn’t pretend to understand.

Some experiences are universal and history may repeat itself but teens today are growing up in a world I never knew. Cell phones? iPads? The microwave was new technology when I was growing up.

So was Atari and Apple IIe.

I had a rotary dial wall phone in my house!

I believe I was able to convey that as a society we’ve been in tough spots before – that I feel people want to work together for the common good.  

The issue is there are different definitions of the common good.

General and Specific

Later today.

I was about to get back to my first fiction project since post-Covid burnout when I got another opportunity to pay it forward.

With a stranger.

Fulfilling a Dream

Right up my manifesting alley.

A young woman creating a film was seeking help with filming locations.  Rather than suggesting locations to scout I gave words of encouragement and praised the beautiful amazing experience of seeing a vision – what started as a thought or a whisper in the soul – come to life.  

It was – from what I could tell – appreciated.

Be well

Miss Manners: Lessons Worth Learning

Sitting with a scented candle the cozy colors of autumn’s splendor visible through the window and thinking on recent interactions with a gentleman I would describe as having Old World Manners.  Doubtless I’m aging myself with that phrase but as I let my mind wander, couldn’t help but acknowledge with pride I raised my kids with those same manners.  Though it may seem an outdated and perhaps unnecessary skill for parents to teach, not doing so can cost kids success.

Because you never know.

The Dinner Setting

My paternal grandmother saw brilliance in the man she wanted to marry, a WW II Air Force Captain.  She enrolled in finishing school, went on to be the wife of a powerful CEO.  This woman taught me a wide range of skills –  how to entertain the 1% including how to set a place setting for a full-course European meal.  The irony?  I was living in poverty thanks to her son.  

When was I ever going to…?

Lessons Worth Learning

I once asked her, given my socio-economic realities – why waste time and energy?  Her answer?  

You Never Know When

My grandmother was investing on my behalf.  

Learn Well

I had good reason to listen to her advice even as I acknowledged she was a bit bats in the belfry.

The mansion behind their property literally had a belfry even as I went without food, clothes that fit… power shut off in winter due to lack of paying the bills.

But…

I had dreams.  

From the time I was 6 I talked of traveling the world and being something more though I kept those dreams a secret in my heart.

A lot of her persuasion revolved around painting a vision of a time I lifted myself out of poverty and these lessons would come in handy.

She should have been an actress.  She was brilliant painting a time when…

She made me believe.

12 Years Later

10 – 15 years younger than my tech peers I nonetheless helped secure a huge win that put my district on the global map.  As such I was included in the award – a weekend stay at a 5-star hotel and a stipend for a nice dinner.

I worked 80 hours a week several weeks in a row alongside peers on a customer opportunity that brought in hundreds of millions of dollars.

Single I reached out to a high school buddy to go with me.

His parents grilled me for over an hour on details.

Ah Details

I chose a nice steakhouse away from restaurants where I’d likely run into my colleagues.  To my surprise my buddy started asking if his tie was crooked, if he’d placed the silverware correctly…

I assured him the wait staff had taken care of it.

It got to a point where he admitted he was terrified of shaming me at the upcoming award banquet.  

Needless to say I assured him there was nothing to worry about.

As the youngest recipient of the award I was equally nervous but I’d worked my tail off.

Doing The Right Thing

I’ve raised my kids with Old World Manners not with the idea I’m trying to shape them into world leaders but because it’s the right thing to do.  Smiling?  Treating People with respect?  Wishing them a good day?  Lifting them up when they need a helping hand?  THESE are the pillars upon which decent society was built and in spite of what you may read on the web it’s the fabric that still exists.

Across the globe.

Pass the baton of good manners…

If you didn’t have the opportunity to learn at home there are plenty of books on etiquette so take advantage of your local library and dream your future.

Be Well

Gotta Love Synchronicity

When I made the decision to release an app and workbook filled with tools and strategies for dealing with Esoteric EM frequencies I decided to

  • Make it as light-hearted as I could even though the impacts are serious
  • Have a tester for each of the formats
  • Have an October 1 release so it will be out for Halloween

Within days of the release I attended a conference.  While having wine at the hotel one evening I chatted with the bartender – a fellow Midwesterner and hockey lover.  When I told him what I do – chatted a bit about the release of Destination Unknown: Explorations of the Paranormal he got excited so I asked if he wanted a business card.  He asked for another for a colleague because, “She’s into holistic.”

The next evening Aaron and I were in the area relaxing with wine when a woman working the bar approached, explained she was the colleague.  She said, “Can I ask you a question?  What is Esoteric?”  

When I explained she got tears in her eyes.  

She hadn’t had a name to explain what was happening to her, didn’t know it was “a thing.”  

When I shared the purpose of the material she started to cry.  I understood.

Having been brought to tears myself by my sensitivity to these frequencies.  

It’s what motivated me to find solutions.  

Driven to Tears

As I mention in a previous post I knew the time was now to release this information because multiple people – all of whom were aware of my abilities – shared they were so overwhelmed by their sensitivity to Esoteric frequencies they were driven to tears.

I hugged her and promised it was going to be okay.  I felt confident in that promise because as I detail in Riding the Waves: Diagnosing Treating and Living With EMF Sensitivity, half the battle is knowing what’s happening.  

Putting a name to it.

Later that evening we were at a large social gathering.  I looked to my left to see a gentleman watching the entertainment screen which was about three floors below us.  Intuition guided me to approach.  In the course of sharing why we were there I mentioned what I do and my latest project. His reply?  “I need this.”

He got a business card too.

Over and over I handed out cards to people overwhelmed by their sensitivity to Esoteric frequencies.  The best part?  Over and over I gave hope.

In closing I’ll share a fun article I came across this morning and share a story.  

When we lived in the Bay Area we looked at a house in Lafayette.  When I was touring the 2nd floor I stepped into a bedroom and immediately knew someone had died there.

Knowing intuitively is clairsentience.

It was not good energy.

I shared it with Aaron along with the fact I felt evil – a word I rarely use – as we stood on the front lawn while listening to the real estate agent explain the bus stop for school was across the street.

When the agent came to our home to discuss an offer she told us

  • The owner’s son died – in the room I told Aaron about – from a protracted illness.
  • There was a convicted sex offender renting the house next door.

We walked away

Esoteric frequencies are serious business.

Podcast 3: Reflective of Me

Happy and proud to announce Podcast Three: Caring for Family Holistically is available.

Fork In the Road.

The decision to do podcasts rather than sharing the information in written format has roots in my years in corporate.

Consulting.

The Who

I was having an email back and forth with a friend I’ve known since 1995.  His company was acquired by the Tech Company I was working for two months after I started.  We wound up on the same team and though we lived in different regions immediately connected on a level that went beyond tech skills.  When it came to customer service and how you treat people we shared the same values.  

We’ve remained friends in the years since I left tech.  In a recent email he suggested I share my stories with a wider audience.  I told him I’d think about it.

The What

The Universe must have had an interest because beginning shortly after I got a specifically worded message – repeatedly.

Me: “I’m a holistic doctor who specializes in nutritional healing and using exercise and other holistic healing methods.”

Them: “Oh I would love to do more of that but I wouldn’t know where to start.”

What went unsaid but which came out in the course of a brief discussion was they lacked the confidence to bring it up to their health care provider.

After weeks of this I decided to share the information in podcasts using stories to give context.

I discovered it felt natural.

Like my days in tech.

Another former colleague – one I helped with EMF Sensitivity told me I have a knack for explaining complex subjects in a way that makes them easy to understand.  

It certainly seemed so based on the conversations.  

When I looked at it like that the answer was clear.  I was still consulting.  

Only the subject had changed.

I hope you enjoy learning how to integrate holistic health practices into everday living.

Be well.

Holistic Tool: Audio Nap

It’s been a chaotic exciting couple of weeks.  What makes it super cool is clearing the towering In Box.  I can FEEL the energy flowing.  To celebrate?  An audio nap.

A What?

As my mom will attest I’ve never been a good napper.

I’m one of those who feels worse after taking one.

Try Another Way

For a time I walked as it cleared the cobwebs.  Unfortunately it also stimulated creativity which somewhat defeated the purpose as I came back and started work on the next bit of chaos.

Which I spent the duration of the walk contemplating.

Music To The Rescue

From the time I was a baby and danced to the Beatles on 8 track on the back seat music has filled my soul in a unique way.

No seatbelts back then.

I grew up dancing in my living room to tunes played on 8 track 45s 33 ½ and 78.

The Beat of Your Soul

I played drums, clarinet, piano then tenor sax.

Letting go when time in tech infringed with playing.  

I had and have the passion of music in my soul – fed through whatever media is available.

We’ve Come a Long Way Baby

Thankfully and thanks to people like Steve Jobs and Neil Young mobile music has improved from the days of the Sony Walkman or mobile CD players that skipped.

The Brain’s Tired

Given how I’ve pushed myself I’m mentally fried.  If I tried having a traditional nap I’d lay staring at the ceiling an adrenal rush keeping me from sleeping as I know I’ll feel worse if I nap.

Audio Nap

They say music soothes the savage beast.  

I know it soothes the overworked soul.

I’ve put together a number of playlists for different moods, different scenarios.

One Scenario.  

My work is a labor of love.  

I sincerely aim to help others.

That drive can be the driver complete with a whip.

Projects

Before I tune into my tunes I’ll share what peeps can look forward to.

  • Podcast Episode Three – Caring for Family Holistically
  • Destination Unknown: Explorations of the Paranormal

An App and companion workbook of tools and strategies to deal with Esoteric EM frequencies.

  • Fix EMF App Update

Dealing with the other 3 GATE EM frequencies.

This app provides tools and strategies for dealing with sensitivity to Geologic Atmospheric and Technologic EM frequencies.

Stay tuned and be well.