Saturday, April 28, 2012

What I Know about Allergies so far

     Imagine you own a house.  You have  two dogs.  A small one and a large one.  Whenever there is a threat the small dog goes out to investigate.  The little dog barks, if the threat goes away the little dog comes in.  No problem.  If the threat stays the little dog comes in and the big dog goes out to bark.  Most of the time the threat goes away.  If it doesn't then that is the beginning of an allergy.
     Let's say the threat is  a wolf.  The large dog comes in and alerts you that the wolf is planning to come back with his pack.  He tells you that more large dogs are needed to protect the house.  So you go out and get 11 more dogs.  To support them you work a second job.  Now when you come home after 12 or 14 hours of work you still have to take care of the 13 dogs.  That is how the allergy wears you down.
    The wolves are allergens (pollen) and the dogs are your immune system.  The wolves have no teeth or claws but your dogs don't know that.  So the troops line up for a battle that doesn't have to be fought.
     Let's go back.  Allergies were virtually unknown until  1800.  Then something happened.  Was it the industrial revolution?  The revolution of agriculture?  No.  It was the revolution of hygiene.  People got clean.  First the rich, then the middle class, and then the poor.  The same way that allergies manifested themselves.  We got too clean for our own good.
     Only children and oldest children are more prone to allergies than other children.  Older children go out and get exposed to a full dose of allergen.  They come back into the house and give a small, inoculating dose to the other children in the house.  The small children have a chance to develop immunity to allergies.  My big brother protected me for a long time.  But he wasn't around when I got to Texas.  So I have allergies now.
     They say local grown honey will give you a chance to develop an immunity to whatever allergens are in the area.  Bees fly through the air and pick up small amounts of allergens, which they incorporate into the honey.
     So that is what I know about allergies so far.  I am indebted to Jonathan Brostoff's book on Hay Fever, which I am halfway through.  More to come.
   

Friday, April 20, 2012

Thursday, April 19, 2012

Three Grandmothers

     I had three grandmothers.  Well not really.  I had one grandmother I knew.  One I never knew.  And a Great Aunt who took the place of the grandmother who died 12 years before  I was born.
     My "Mamaw" Keith was the one I knew.  She was a great lady and very spiritual.  She liked to say that she had six grandchildren and she loved all of them the same.  Yet she adapted her love to our needs.  She saved the Clinton Courier for my mom so my mom could read it on the weekends.  Very sweet and kind lady.
     My father's mother was bitten by a rabid fox and died 12 years before my birth.  Even so I felt a connection. She took French and I took French.  The story of how she died is amazing.  Actually there are two stories.  A sanitized version and a more accurate one.
   My great aunt Sarah Lou Trentham was like a grandmother to me.  As a little kid, I called her aunt Sir Lou.  She didn't seem to mind.  She could cook from scratch a homemade breakfast about as fast as it would take to microwave a frozen breakfast.  Also very sweet and spiritual.
     So that is an introduction to my three "grandmothers".  I will write more about them by and by.
     

Names and Dates to Remember.

Sarah Lou Trentham (nee Wise) 4-20-02 to 10-   -83.
Marshall Trentham 6-28-00 to 6-  - 78.
Benjamin Theodore Keith 6-14-08 to 7-8-88.
Nell Rose Keith (nee Trentham) 4-20-08 (06) to2-  -87.
Virgil Edmonds 7-16-06 to 3-25-93.
Ruby Grace Edmonds (Nee Hill) 10-11-12 to 11-12-53.
William Edmonds 6-20-1863 to 3-25-1935.
Nannie Belle Edmonds Lewis 7-1-1889 to 7-28-1959.

Monday, March 26, 2012

Trayvon Martin Murder and Cover up

All the details are not known.  Hopefully more will come out.  So that we will know the truth.
Supposedly, Trayvon's body was left in a morgue for three days.  Three days for the body to grow cold and the trail to grow cold. Three days to cover up a murder.
    I wish we had more information.  I wish we could see what the GPS systems in either or both of  cellphones saw.  Would they show Trayvon trying to get back to his Dad's house and being blocked from getting there?  Would they show Zimmerman chasing Trayvon after being told not to?
    I wish we had more information.  I wish we had the conversations between Zimmerman and Trayvon.  Did Zimmerman identify himself as the captain of the neighborhood watch?  Was Trayvon allowed to explain that he was a guest of his father and that his father owned a home there?  I wonder if Zimmerman offered to walk Trayvon back to his house and to meet his father to confirm  Trayvon's story?
     I wish we new what the police officers were thinking when they let Zimmerman go and decided Trayvon was a John Doe even with a cellphone that could have quickly led to his identification.  I wonder why they wanted three days space between the death and the discovery of the death.  Time for Zimmerman's "wounds" to heal?  Time for Trayvon's body to deteriorate so that more evidence could evaporate?  I wonder why they decided not to talk to witnesses and Trayvon's girlfriend?  Yet they wanted Trayvon's school records.  It doesn't make sense.  Unless there was a cover up.
   If I were the Gov. of Florida I would suspend the entire Sanford police force.  I would have the national guard and state troopers patrol the streets of that city.  And I would tell the national guard to keep one eye on the state troopers.
     It was racism and it was murder and there was a coverup.  Somebody tell me that a white guy in a hoodie would have been  labeled a John Doe and hidden away for three days.  Somebody tell me that the Sanford PD had a disdain for all shooting victims.
    I could be wrong.  Somebody please tell me that justice wasn't shot that night.  Somebody, anybody?

Tuesday, February 28, 2012

Healing Class Ideas.

I think I would like the class to be composed of ten modules.  So basically a ten week or ten part class.   People could take it more than once if they wanted more than one healing.
Modules;
1.  Healing and the modality of prayer.
2. The healing modality of NLP and hypnosis.
3. The healing modality of eft.
4. The healing power of diet and exercise.
5.  The healing power of eft.
6. The healing power of pranic healing and laying on of hands.
7. The healing power of vision boards.
8.  The healing power of meditation and visualization.
9.  The healing modality of rational thinking.
10.  The healing power of forgiveness and conclusion.

Thoughts on Ohio School Shooting

This blog may be premature, for clearly all the facts are not in.  But let me proceed anyway.  There have been varied reports about the shooter whose name has just been released. (So evidently  he is to be tried as an adult.)
    One report says he had been bullied.  What we know for sure was that he was isolated, either by his choosing to be a loner or by being ignored by his peers.  There is no excuse for his murdering three people and injuring countless others.  I am counting emotional injuries here.  But there is a part of me that wonders if a little respect wouldn't have prevented this tragedy.
     When I moved to Alpharetta Ga., I was invited to joined the MLO club.  MLO stood for Milton Liberation Organization.  Milton was the name of the High School.  The MLO club was for outsiders who had moved into the area.  There were alot of us and we stuck together.  The MLO club basically helped me become president of the junior class.  The point is that we were outsiders who found respect and appreciation amongst ourselves.
      We had smokers at Milton High School.  They were another group of outsiders.  During pep rallies they would sit high up in the bleachers when the rest of us would sit by  classes beneath them. They were a class unto themselves. The smokers actually won the spirit stick for being the loudest in the pep rally. The cheerleaders gave them their due. Yes a little respect goes along away.
     I had a classmate at my first high school that was a trouble maker. I was in at least two of his classes.  So I knew he was a trouble maker.  But in earth science he was no bother. The teacher gave him a strange kind of respect.  She would look at him and say "Junior, you are rotten to the core."  Junior would smile. And behave himself, for that class at least.  Yes, a little respect goes along way.
    Now, we don't know the full details of what was going on in Ohio.  But there is no such thing as wasted respect.  If I had children I would try to teach them to respect everyone, even and especially if they don't like them.   When Leo Buscaglia  was chided for loving everyone his come back was "Who should I leave out?"  My question today is who should we leave out of the loop of respect?


In Peace, Love, and Light,
Enoch