Thursday, December 31, 2009

Junk In The Trunk

Today, as we approach the start of yet another New Year, I've been thinking a lot about "junk". You know, "junk in the trunk". We've all got some. I'm speaking metaphorically, of course. If you were thinking physically, then consider getting to the gym more often this year. But that might be for another show.

Your "junk" might be some of that really heavy luggage that you've been dragging around for so long. You know the "junk" I'm talking about. It's probably your most favorite "junk", packed neatly in your biggest and best suitcase. It's folded up in there nice and pretty, so it doesn't wrinkle. You NEED to keep it safe cause you never know when you might want to unpack it, pull it back out, and really dig in to it. Rehash all your old junk. Sift through it, relive every moment you've spent with it, maybe even feel sorry for yourself and your "junk". And when you're done, you'll pack it right back up, just the way you've always kept it.......until you two need to meet again.

"Junk" takes on many different forms. For instance today, when I was not even a little bit hungry, I dug in to the bag of "organic" corn chips. And I ate quite a few. I didn't want to believe at the time that they were pure "junk", doing nothing healthy for me at all, even though I knew better, because at LEAST the were "organic", right?  I was enjoying my junk.
So there you have it........."organic junk", passed off as being safe.
Oh how often we enjoy our "junk".

My home is filled with "junk". Really. I'm a trash-to-treasure kind of girl. I've spent a lot of time in the past scouring the "junk shops" to find my little piece of treasure. And it's usually total, complete junk. But I very often see the beauty behind the "junky" exterior. I have purchased many items deemed worthless, broken, junk and transformed them in to things of beauty. A little love, inspiration, paint, and a fun spirit....and you've just created the most beautiful "junk".
So there you have it........."one girl's trash is another girl's treasure-- junk".
Creative "junk".

Is there someone in your life that treats you like "junk"? Worthless, unimportant, unworthy, unloved.........
Maybe today is trash day. Check your calendar.

I am also reminded of  the term "junkscience". There seems to be a lot of that out there these days. Maybe there always has been. I don't know. I don't think so though.
Junkscience is the combining of actual scientific study whose ways have been rigorously shown to work when performed correctly, combined with falsehoods, half-truths, assumptions, and unsuccessful attempts, most often driven by the love of money, greed, power, and prestige. The list of actual "junkscience" theory is well worth discussing.......but that will be for another show.
This can be one of the most deadly types of "junk".

My questions for you are this:
How much of your "junk" do you really enjoy? How much of your own personal "junk" are you just not willing  to part with? How much of your "junk" makes you feel safe and secure?  How much of your "junk" is dragging you down? How much of your "junk" are you just plain addicted to?
How much better off would you be this year if you left your junk behind?
Maybe if you set it on fire? Maybe if you buried it somewhere out in the desert, in a deep, deep hole, and you wore a blindfold so you didn't know where you'd buried it. Just so you could NEVER dig it back up again. Of course, you'd need a driver.  

I've been thinking how wonderful it is to be purchased as something considered "total, complete junk", to be
deemed "worthless, broken, and useless", and then to be loved so much that you are transformed in to a thing of beauty. A treasure. Someone that gives and receives inspiration and love.

You know my friends, the only way to start this process is to begin ridding your life of the "junk", no matter what form it takes.

JUNK=Just Useless Nonsense Kept

May the coming 2010 be a life changing, thought-transforming one,
Love to all

Monday, December 28, 2009

Living Out Loud

So, I seem to be one of those people who "lives out loud". It's a strange phrase, but one that always seems to come to my mind. I have always been very vocal about what I am sensing, feeling, or experiencing at any given moment. I think it drives my family crazy.
I'm the one wearing stripes and spots when everyone else is in neutral gray.
I'm the one saying something controversial, whether I agree with it or not, just to get a rise out of people.
I'm the one that always "smells something funny" or unusual, everywhere we go, and I make it known.
I love people fiercely, passionately, loyally.....until they cross me. It's not that I don't forgive, I do. It's just that I no longer have use for that "someone" in my life anymore. I know, that's not a very righteous trait. Oh, by the way, I'm overtly honest. I'm not sure whether that's a good thing or bad, but you're never left wondering with me.
I use a lots of CAPITALS, exclamations, and quotation marks when I write. I guess that's my way of getting my point across, on paper.  Because when I speak, I use my hands, my eyeballs bug out, I can't be still.  I'm very dramatic.
I've laughed so hard, I've ended up rolling on the floor. When I cry, I heave, I sob. It's loud and emotional. When I'm angry, my head spins around and green stuff comes flying out of my mouth. When I believe in something, or someone, I'll defend it to the death.
If you find yourself ill, I'll bring you a meal...gladly. If you ask me my thoughts on a subject, I'll tell you....truthfully.
Sometimes, I'm so oblivious to the earth swirling around me, I may say something to hurt your feelings. And I may not even be aware of it. If so, please tell me, and give me the chance to apologize. Some days, we all just live in a fog.
I think good health is a blessing and a gift, but one that must be worked for. It doesn't come for free. The body has a wonderful, innate way of healing itself, given the right tools and resources. Most often, we willingly pollute our bodies with chemicals, toxins, poisons, food, pharmaceuticals........and expect nothing bad to happen. That's just not realistic my friend. With that being said, achieving and maintaining good health takes discipline and dedication. It takes time and effort. It takes commitment. Unfortunately, with all the people I've spoken to on this subject, the large majority readily admit to me that they "just can't do it".
Change is BIG.  Change is HUGE. No matter what kind of change you are seeking for your life, it will require you to dig deep down, to find your inner strength, to give 100% to achieve your goals.
I leave you with this today:
" Scars remind us of where we have been. They don't have to dictate where we are going."
--- Author Unknown


Saturday, December 26, 2009


I heard an interesting quote on the news this morning that I've been thinking about all day:
"The majority of Muslims are not terrorists but, 100% of the terrorists are Muslims."

The Beginning

So here I am...... blogging. Technically, I am totally computer illiterate, so this could prove to be a difficult task some days, the days when my husband is not around to help.
To be completely honest, I HATE to write. Even grammatically, writing is not my strong suit, so please don't tell me about my run-on sentences or poor use of punctuation.
But, I LOVE to talk. And sometimes I even have some valuable things to say, so I'm giving it a shot.

I think about a wide variety of topics, all the time. Many nights I can't sleep just because my brain is "always running". My goal here is to share information, throw out topics, some controversial, that I will be seeking responses to, asking "reader questions", talking about the latest books I've read, or the latest scandals out there.

As for me personally, I have been married since 1990 to my husband, Joe, the most wonderful and perfectly suited man in the world for me. We have two children, Colleen (17) and Jack (14).
I have homeschooled them throughout their whole lives and because of this, I think it has made them out-going, talkative, thinking, questioning, personable, world-wise young adults. They both currently attend the local college on dual-enrollment. It has been a most wonderful journey the three of us have taken together! One I would not trade for the world.
I am a dog lover (we have 4) and a 75% raw/living foodist.

I also have "AIDS", according to the establishment. I have "supposedly been infected" since the late '80's, I took the drugs for 11 yrs, discovered the truth surrounding the HIV theory, quit all of the meds in April 2007, and have since regained my health.
I will be blogging about this journey as well. You may see my story in full, with many pictures at:

Stay with me on this, I find your thoughts and opinions valuable.