Pandemic magic

Pandemic magic

I can't lie around. I am never completely awake or sleep. For a relaxing addict, boredom is my enemy. I need projects and goals to maintain productivity in my day. Without the feeling of completion, my days feel hollow.

Tomorrow I will create my first victory garden. All neighbors do one. I am the rare newcomer, but ready to learn. Today I learned that saving human haircuts and distributing animals in the garden due to the human smell that frightens them keeps them away.

I found friends in a new area that is always delicate because I am so obviously "not from here". The mention of the word "C" alone creates many desperate moaning that such crazy people are allowed to breathe our Texas air. California represents everything Texas is not. Everyone is perfect in their own way, but nobody fulfills in the long term.

artists and oddballs tend to the west coast. Not sure why. Perhaps the sun or the early days of Hollywood Lost Angels is still moving into the land of light and glitter. Everything is based on good health, while the middle west does not seem to worry about it. The small "healthy nut huts" reflect in some shops how strange our way of eating.

Perhaps the history of the American indigenous people or the nearby reserves arouses old paths as herbal healing, ritual healings for men in sweat huts and certain blessing ceremonies with sage and sweet grass. PTBS treatments were discussed when I left the mountain as a distinctive success.

tribal paths Versus western paths often collide. A difference between Texas and California is to first grab a vegetable remedy such as cranberry juice or echinacea. Acupuncture is wonderful and they are common. After treatment of 20 minutes, they were in a relaxed, peaceful condition for about 24 hours.

In Texas, people interact with more animals. Of course it is cattle land, but there are plenty of pets. There are so many strays here that I have set myself the goal of bringing exactly the area in which I am in control. I think that was 10 cats before one recently had 8 kittens.

Three stray dogs appeared in the Piney Woods in the past few months, one was brought to the shelter before the virus closed them. The other two still hang around. One thing is a good animal and I bring it into it. She is a Rottweiler with an intact tail. It is called Lady.

I can hardly wait for these quarantine to produce miracles who make the world healthy and healthy again. Let the species regenerate, renew the forests and become clear. When the ozone hole closes, we will all breathe in its light, magic and mind. He will walk among us while we all embody it. He lives in us.