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Inspired Love List

I ran into a journal entry called Love List on the blog MotherLovely. For those of us with serious mother issues read the title again. It does NOT say motherly love, it says mother lovely. Anywhooo, the entry talks about looking around your house and noting things you love about your home. I like her idea for a number of reasons but for my purposes I’d like to change the angle a little bit and direct it to PTSD. She listed things in her home that she loves but I’d like to list things in my home that make me feel safe, secure, comforted and grounded.

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Black History Month – West African Folk Tales

Ah yes, here we are on the first day of Black History Month. I thought I might do something special this year and post a few articles I found interesting. The articles will vary, some serious, some not so serious. I’ll do regular therapy postings and toss in a few BHM entries. To start us off I want to share a few Librivox recordings of West African Folk Tales by William H. Barker. Reader credits appear at the bottom of this post.

Alright, about these particular folktales….In these tales you’ll find one main character which is a Anansi. Anansi is a false god who plays tricks on people for his own selfish gain. He lies, cheats and steals in order to make himself prosperous. This he does to the detriment of all around him, including his sons, wife and fellow villagers. Anansi sometimes appears in the stories as a spider or a person and sometimes a combination of the two. One thing you can count on with Anansi is that he is an abusive, neglectful, self-centered, “me first” kind of god. You’ll also notice that his selfish tricks always fail but not without consequences to himself and others.

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An Alternative to Pepper Spray

Today my legal council explained to me that when fighting off an attacker there is an alternative to pepper spray. She said the first down side to pepper spray is that it’s often accidentally sprayed in your own face instead of the attacker’s. Even when sprayed forward it can fly back in your own face hindering escape. Today I was told that a good alternative to pepper spray is wasp spray. Wasp spray has a more direct hit and unlike pepper spray, wasp spray requires medical assistance to be removed.

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Poison Ivy

I feel a little daft right now.

I know when I see poison oak but I don’t right off recognize poison ivy and I’ve never heard of poison sumac until of course I had to know. (sigh) It seems that two days ago when I went outside and cleared stuff off my fence line I cleared 2 out of three of these plants. Figures huh? Two of the youngest kids next door have it as well. We share a fence. Not good.

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A Funny Thing Happened at the Psych Ward

At the psych ward, where Jack Nicholson was noticeably absent, a group of patients sat wrapped tightly in white blankets. At first glance you might have though it was a scene from One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest but a few days in I figured it out. It was cold in there! They were just trying to keep up their body heat. We laughed about the blankets and the cold ’cause it could easily have been taken wrong. I could just see a bunch of us with increased meds cause they thought we were anxious or psychotic.  Save the meds, turn off the air.

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This is Where I Live

I live in Indiana where Union’s are now under fire.

I live in Indiana where tax payer dollars are being spent to ensure that no homosexual is allowed to marry. Despite the fact that we pay our taxes, vote in officials and abide by the law we are still not allowed to marry. Please vote for me, pay your taxes, obey the law and accept less than everyone else.

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A Strong Woman – Naonka Mixon

To Naonka Mixon of Survivor 21

I’ll start off by saying I don’t care that you quit the game of Survivor. I mean really, what one endures out there can’t be understood by viewers, so I have no issue with you saying it was too much. What has prompted this entry is your exit speech on being a “strong black woman” from a line of strong black women. I don’t know about the rest of your family, but from what I saw of your behavior I am left to believe you have no idea what it means to be a strong woman.
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