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Okay Abuelita, consider yourself adopted. :)
You said it perfectly. There are many things that I want to do with my life that I need money for, but all means to an end are not worth the cost. I trust, like you do, that the universe will provide what I need when I'm ready. I will send good thoughts for your little house and studio. You deserve it, if anybody ever did. :)
posted by
Temple
on March 28, 2004 at 3:09 PM
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Temple, adopt away! I am yours and anyone who wants me...as their
Abuelita, that is. I have been very rich in some past lives and so, poverty is just another interesting stage, back to my childhood, a little hungry then. I was no happier travelling the world and wasting money in restaurants and buying too many shoes.
Now, I have the shoes that I need and wear, the clothing that I love and no extra and food that I feel fills me up without hurting my pocketbook. Just the thought of $65 entrees makes my tummy hurt now. I have been chauffeur driven for years and now the '75 van on its last legs is sufficient horse flesh for me.
I would like to build my little dream straw bale house and art studio and then, I would ask no more of the planet. Work will take me there, it takes me everywhere I need to go nowadays, tho' my 'going sphere' has shrunk a bit.
posted by
benzinha
on March 28, 2004 at 2:55 AM
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oops! hit post too fast....Sparky
Mama! Peppermint oil! I knew that. I forgot. Thank you so much for reminding me. I used to use it at work so much people would come over just to smell me! ...and ask for a dose too. My whole department smelled good. It does work like a hot-damn. People used to say "have sex" but the blood flow change sent me to the hospital! So, this is better. Thanks, duckling.
posted by
Temple
on March 27, 2004 at 6:53 PM
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beedle and Sparky
beedle: Inspiration comes in funny places sometimes. It feels wonderful to be able to pass on some of the wonderful things that have been given to and inspired me. I'm so glad to see you back! I'm so glad I could help. I have a blog coming up about a recent time at the beach, just for you :)
posted by
Temple
on March 27, 2004 at 6:51 PM
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Benzina
You realize we are all trying to adopt you, right? Surrogate mom or grandmother or friend? I'm Irish, maybe that's why I'm handling this okay...ancestoral memory. :) I will find my way, too, I know. The migraines are some of the worst of it, that's true. Mine are from a car accident, so they will be with me for a long time I imagine. One of those things that just is. Freedom comes from being powerless, so I look at it as progress. You are very sweet to offer a care package! It's a touching thought, but I will be okay. The buddhist tradition is to accept what is offered (expecially when in need), but for now I feel that it's more important for you to feel rich (it comes so infrequently, I know). Thank you so very much for the thought and sweet words. Poverty is wearing, but it is often part of a spiritual journey, so I'm grateful for the opportunities it brings. Not to say I won't be happy when this stage passes!
posted by
Temple
on March 27, 2004 at 6:47 PM
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billy
Only dim rooms today, mostly precautionary as I feel it lingering. I'm so glad you mentioned the lighthouse at Point Loma. I love lighthouses, have millions of pictures, but I didn't know if there was one here close by. As soon as I feel better, I'm there. Thanks :)
posted by
Temple
on March 27, 2004 at 6:38 PM
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Beachy
What is the saying...I can't remember....something about it being easier to talk to a stranger? Great insight here. Never ceases to amaze me.
posted by
Temple
on March 27, 2004 at 6:36 PM
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PEPPERMINT OIL!!!!!
Rub it on wherever your head hurts. Even if you have to put it
everywhere. Then lie down flat on your back, and breathe
slowly and deeply. It'll take a few applications if it's really bad, but trust me, it'll work like a hot-damn.
posted by
sparkietheduck
on March 27, 2004 at 8:05 AM
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you do inspire, just reading your comments, it shows. How nice it would be to send a care package - my world is full of kids and taxes and getting one to day care on time and crappy neighbours with big loud motor bikes - I thank you for lifting me out of here and making me see more - you do, you bring the ocean to my surly winter landscape. You've also given me a new, more fun, healthier outlook on the BN. Feel better.
posted by
beedle
on March 27, 2004 at 6:40 AM
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Temple, yes ramen and tea. I found that a bag of potatoes went a long way
for the starving Irish and for me, too. The black beans and rice from Brazil helped me through hard times, too. I always seem to have oatmeal and raisins nowadays. With so many brothers and sisters around, I just call someone to come get me now and I eat them out of house and home and though I protest, no really, don't send those left overs home with me, they do, and I am so grateful.
I actually do better now in old age than I did in my youth. Finding that working in clay could support me, I went with it. It gives me enough to live, with "enough anxiety for four very large Hindu families" as I told Lady Kenobi, but I cope. If I could wish away anything, it would be your migraines as I remember them and can barely speak of their unspeakable horrors.
San Diego is a wonderful city to starve in, however. My gas tank is so empty I may not make it to the gas station, but like you, a peace comes over me and I embrace the fear and just flow and find happiness in the whole despairing joy of being powerless. Life is good.
I cannot complain, as the last time that I made good money, I filled the cabinets with cans of soup, bags of Ramen soups, frozen veggies to throw in those soups and ten boxes of rice dishes. I feel rich. Can I send you some? A CARE box full of my Rices and Beans and split peas?
Poverty is wearing on the soul, but your spirit is stronger than all that challenges you. I see it in your writing.
posted by
benzinha
on March 27, 2004 at 3:56 AM
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dark rooms are very pleasant when our heads hurt
...and the money is short. carry on, maybe take the bus down to point loma and stand on the cliffs just down from that little white light house and feel the brisk wind from the Pacific - i go there from time to time when these funky clouds get to much. wind blows the clouds away ;-)
posted by
FreeManWalking
on March 27, 2004 at 3:20 AM
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Get some rest
Yes sometimes I think that our keen readers here can see more of us than we know.
posted by
beachbelle
on March 27, 2004 at 1:56 AM
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