Small Things – Part 2


Awhile back I wrote bout how it is often the small things that make a big difference, not the big, complicated ones.  I just discovered how to create tags for this blog.  I figured out how to activate Zementa so it can generate tags for me.  Unfortunately they don’t seem to really fit  what I am writing about and it feels as if it would lead someone down a rabbit hole.  Just looking at the list for this paragraph makes me wonder – small business, shopping, consumer, insurance, rate of return.  Did I miss something?  So I will work on my own, check their suggestions and do my best not to send people down a rabbit hole.

One thing I have found that really helps with sore muscles and joints when I have overdone is arnica gel.   It has been around for centuries and has been used by a lot of people.  I find if I rub it in to those places I think are going to be stiff before I go to bed, I am either not stiff or less stiff in the morning.  Now sometimes I can’t always tell where the stiffness is going to be and then in the morning I know.  During the day when muscles are sore or whatever it is under there that hurts, I can rub it in and after a bit I feel the relief.  Now I will admit, if it is really bad, it hasn’t seem to make a dent in it – those are the times when nothing seems to relieve anything.  That is a poor-me-osis day, we all know how that feels.

I learned that germs, especially cold and flu germs, don’t like an alkaline atmosphere.  When I feel that “coming down with something” feeling, whether it is a cold or flu, I go for the baking soda right away to nip it in the bud.  It is 1/4 teaspoon of baking soda in a small glass of water, another one an hour later and then another 12 hours later.  Now sometimes it doesn’t seem to quite nip it, so I either do another round or just have one morning and evening.  It really seems to work.  The past few weeks I have been doing this off and on – I can’t seem to shake it completely.  I am fine for a bit, then I have to do the round again.  Some suggest having alkaline in your water all the time as a preventative, not a bad idea.

Sometimes I find myself stuck in an negative attitude about someone or something and have a hard time turning it positive.  So I ask God to change my attitude.  Some days it is an attitude adjustment while once in awhile it is an attitude overhaul.  When we moved to an apartment in Torrance, California; it was a new complex and it was a larger one than we had before.  I remember standing waiting for the elevator and thinking “I don’t like it here”.  I didn’t have any particular reason why, maybe it was just having to start my life over again.  Anyway, I asked God to help change my attitude to positive, then promptly forgot about it (that is often a crucial part).  A few days later I suddenly realized I liked where I was and it came as quite a surprise.

Several years ago, my sister Candy Paull gave me Julia Cameron’s “The Artist’s Way”.  One of the things Julia advocates is morning pages – three handwritten pages  every morning.  You just start writing about whatever you want – rants, raves, complaints, interesting discoveries, insights, ideas, whingeing – without worrying about  right or wrong.  There is no right or wrong, only the doing.   If you tend to do a lot of whingeing and complaining, after awhile you get tired of it and find yourself writing things that are more positive.  It is also a great way to bring out ideas for things without sitting and thinking, trying to create something.  You never  have to go back and read what you write – it is the act of writing that is important.  Remember, you are a writer if you write, not if you are published.  I will admit to not doing morning pages for quite awhile – there is always the excuse my shoulder hurts, I don’t have time in the morning,etc.  Well, write during the day or night!  She recommends getting up and doing it the first things before your ego has a chance to wake up.

When I am scared, there is that fluttery  butterfly feeling in my stomach.   When it becomes a full blown “Get me the hell out of here!” fear, that little butterfly calls in all his friends and they all start doing aerobatics in my stomach.  What I have since learned is that excitement has the same feeling!  So now when I am scared or really afraid, I change gears and see it as excitement.  Simple but not easy.

I will work on a new list for another time.  I am always open to suggestions.

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