Jan. 11, 2018
Where’s this month going? I can already tell it’s going to disappear fast and boogie into February. Well, that’s okay with me. I live in central Texas, which has pretty mild winters, but it’s still too cold for me and the sooner winter is done with, the better for me. I’m a sun lover, heat seeker. I’ll do anything to get warm.
Winter is often hard for people with bipolar and/or depression. The shorter days
and colder weather can bring on Seasonal Affective Disorder (SAD). Appropriate acronym, don’t you think? There’s some info about it in my memoir, Through the Rabbit Hole, because my daughter suffers from it every winter. Here are some other sources:
9 Ways to Cope with Seasonal Affective Disorder
I read that more women are affected than men and that light boxes, which you can buy online, are helpful for about 50% of SAD sufferers. For some, Seasonal Affective Disorder can be very intense.
Last night members of the Unitarian-Universalist Church of the Brazos Valley were invited to a Ramadan Dinner at the Islamic Center of College Station/Bryan. I/We had a wonderful time.
Warm, friendly people,
Shias, from India and Iran.
Women modestly covered,
men in summer garb.
Embraces and smiles.
cleansing the body and mind, self-control.
Discussion on prayer, beliefs (we shared our own),
segregation (or not) of the sexes in worship.
Dinner at 9.
More smiling faces and female hugs.
Hope we gather again.
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Tagged beliefs, Brazos Valley, conversation, food, hugs, Islam, Islamic Center of College Station/Bryan, prayer, Ramadan, smiles, Unitarian-Universalist church
“Three of the most contentious questions in American culture and politics — gay rights, gun control and terrorism — collided in a horrific way in an Orlando nightclub early Sunday.” —Washington Post, June 12 “The New Norm: When Tragedy Hits, Americans Stand Divided”
The above quote from the Washington Post really struck me and I had to stop and think hard about the state of our country at this moment in time. This is 2016, folks, but I feel like we’re sliding backwards in so many ways. Violence, hatred, and intolerance get worse. I don’t think any of our presidential candidates have an answer. The answer needs to come from us.
I believe in a Higher Power and I believe we are all connected. The falsity is that we are separate from each other and from our Source. Separateness breeds us and them and that, in turn, promotes hatred for anything different or dissimilar. Don’t be afraid to reach out and connect with anyone you believe is different from you and you’ll discover our souls are the same.
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Tagged connectedness, gay rights, gun control, hate, Higher Power, intolerance, Orlando, separateness, soul, terrorism, violence, Washington Post
How many places do you know where they call you on the phone and say, “Hey, do you want to come and pick our blueberries like you did last year?”
It’s a little family farm, 20 minutes from our house.I guess you call it a hobby farm where they have chickens, turkeys, ponies, and BLUEBERRIES!
It’s been a cloudy day. Actually perfect for berry picking. The blueberries are just getting started and will continue ripening until the end of June. Each bush had clumps of berries from green, to pink, to deep bluish-purple. My daughter, Diana, and our old Black Lab, Lucky, accompanied me and we (not Lucky, he just whined) picked about 4 pounds. Cost us a little more than $3 a pound.
Me with my blueberry stash.
Well, you know, one for the basket and two for my mouth:) I’ll take some to my sister-in-law tomorrow when Roberto and I go to Crystal Beach, Bolivar Peninsula for the first time to visit her. Texas is sooooo big and we know so little of it. Lots to look forward to.
I’ve been very remiss about writing on my blog, mostly because I couldn’t think of anything to say and I hadn’t been feeling well for two months since I returned to Texas from Cartagena. But now I’m BACK on my blog.
Took a walk on my pleasant country road this morning. There are wildflowers still blooming.
A patch of wildflowers
I walk up the road every morning to feed an abandoned dog who is very shy. Won’t come
near me. His owner died a couple of months ago and my daughter was the one who discovered the dog was still there. I guess no one could catch him. We’re not sure of his name, usually call him Bentley, but no matter what we call him, he doesn’t come.
Walking further up the road after feeding “Bentley,” I discovered this sweet turtle by the side of the road. I thought he might want to cross to the pond on the other side, so I picked him up and saw that there was a deep round hole underneath him. Oops! It’s a female and she’s laying eggs into the hole. I put her back down immediately and apologized.
Ah, back at my front gate after a cool walk.
my front gate
Recently I left my winter vacation in Cartagena, Colombia, for a little visit to Panama. I was in Panama last year at this time for a brief tour of the Canal and its surroundings. I liked the hotel we stayed in, so I thought I’d go back there. There are two museums in the area I wanted to visit. The Smithsonian Institution has a Nature Research Center nearby and then there’s the Biodiversity Museum, designed by Paul Gehry. I also took a day trip to Isla Taboga, a 45-minute ferry ride from Panama City. Got sunburned that day. Ouch! Here are my photos:
Bridge of the Americas
View from my hotel window. Channel for boats entering the canal.
One tank at the Smithsonian Nature Research Center
Cute baby sloth at Smithsonian Research Center
Along the walkway of the Smithsonian Research Center
Biodiversity Museum from a distance. Quite colorful.
On the Ferry to Isla Taboga.
Approaching Isla Taboga
Church on Isla Taboga. Do the priests play basketball?
The man next to me on the ferry was visiting Panama for the first time. His wife, who took the picture, grew up in Panama in the U.S. section. They live near Austin, TX, about 1-1/2 hours from me. Small world:)
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Tagged adventure, Biodiversity Museum, Bridge of the Americas, Cartagena, Colombia, ferry, Isla Taboga, Panama, Panama Canal, Paul Gehry, Smithsonian Research Nature Center
It’s going to be a GREAT year. I can feel it. I’ll be in Cartagena in just a few days, enjoying the sun and warmth until mid-March. I hope to post more photos of the Cartagena flavor and my in-laws.
HAPPY NEW YEAR TO FAMILY AND FRIENDS!!!!!