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👐 My Story My Version: Touched by an Angel 👐

Gift of an Angel
Touch of An Angel

May of 1987, celebrating the first birthday of my cousin. Laughter and voices filled the air, splashes of pool water throughout the day; memories made. As the day grew old, darkness was closing in. My uncle and brother headed to the car to retrieve hanging lights to continue the celebration. Unable to go, hiding by the garbage cans, I waited. Watching as they crossed the street, then slowly followed to the edge of the street. In a distance my eyes locked on to a red and white Coke-Cola sign. Hung from a local Pub or Bar. One step in the street—.

An old blue station wagon struck me in the right side. That moment everything went dark. Complete darkness when a soft swift felt under my body. A bright white light covered my eye lids, as tranquility flowed through my body. In the darkness of the moment, a soft voice whispered in my ear. Unable to understand the words, calming music or instruments was heard. Opening my eyes to a pure bright white light. The ray of beauty of an Angel that held me in her presence. A moment of tranquility filled my body, no pain, sadness or tears. My eyes fixed on the angel who glowed with peace and love.

What then seemed to be a real moment of watching as a car hit my body. Tossed in slow motion, a blue head band flung in the air. The sound of screeching echoed in the air, from the tires braking to dodge the child in view. Instantly my body flew in the air like a sling shot. Roughly 15 ft. as a solid dropped childs body bounced off the windshield. A final roll of what appeared as a rag doll, smacked the hood of the car. Only to tumble in a final hard drop, ending with the pavement. The rolling of a blue head band was heard as it spun to a complete stop. As a witness ran to the body of the young child. Appeared laying lifeless in the street. Nearby, the childs uncle and brother also had witnessed the accident. As a crowd gathered round, the passenger door of the car opened, when a gun fell in the street. The two occupants of the car had just shot and buried a family dog. Commotion got loud, realizing the two men had been in-laws to the family.

  • (I want to make this side note ) – I believe the impact caused the unconsciousness.  If this was a dream or if I died it would be confusing. With no open gashes, wounds, scratches, head trauma or injury noticeable.  It confusing as the next two paragraphs are blurred.  I have struggled for years to write the meaning and detail – theres no right words or structure. Able to witness and experience at the same time.  Here goes..)*

** the presence of a beautiful angel. As we watched the accident play on a big screen – real-life. Nothing at the moment felt pain or sadness. I couldn’t hear talking or feel anything as the ambulance arrived. )**

During the experience, shadows I could see many people the seemed very busy. If they were people, they would appear in a distance not noticing me. I don’t remember any noise of like production work or any chaos. Instrument sounds played softly and a voice of a man was heard, “the time come, exact form will flow like a river – a gift”.  Waiting to see a face or person, neither revealed. I could only remember those words clearly. Yet never able to hear the clear words the angel had whispered in my ear. Those words were of a man, aren’t 100% since never seeing a face. Even though the voice was calm and clear, to me was a mans voice. Those words I didn’t understand. “The time come, exact form will flow like a river – a gift”.

The ambulance arrived, taking me to the nearby hospital. Every moment the beautiful angel held me in her arms. Watching life in real time, I could hear soft glamorous sound of music. A music that was soothing peaceful, happy, and complete joy. To feel the tranquility to amazing to be real. Time to time my angel would whisper in my ear. The voice so clear and stable never explained what was happening. Thankful for the presence, comfort, yet confused to  – Am I dreaming? Reality of where I was in this experience. I could see people that were in real-time. I couldn’t communicate or hear – its confusing to describe the stuck in between moments. I could hear a formilar voice and a hard pull at my ear. Being tossed on to a bed, lights were bright, a woman said, “You remember me”? My oldest brothers mother-in-law. I didn’t get to respond, my little body hurt so bad. Opening my eyes, as I woke up, I began to vomit. The pain was over baring, why did everything hurt? All of a sudden, a lady was jerking at my ear, trying to remove my earrings. Mrs. D, my brothers, mother-in-law took charge. Gently removed both earrings. Preparing me to have a CAT scan. Not feeling well at all, I continued to vomit. Mrs. D gave me a shot, so the vomiting would stop. I must have fallen asleep momentarily, mom and dad was sitting next to my bed. I thought I was going for CAT scan but that was done when I fell asleep. Dad helped me up, and mom walked me to the bathroom. Now a urinalysis test was needed before being discharged. Closing the door in the restroom as I went alone, while mom was talking to Mrs. D outside the door. I felt horrible, weak and tired… I tried so, so hard to urinate. I couldn’t, I wanted to cry. As I sat on the toilet, my (Angel) stood in a smoke fog by the door. She just smiled at me, if she had words to say – nothing was heard or spoken. She was so beautiful and smiled the prettiest smile. I was so happy to see her I started to pee. She waved and disappeared through the door. Had I realized I used the bathroom? Mom open the door and asked if I was okay? I told her I couldn’t go, Mrs. D said “you did go honey”. Not long after releasing and we went to my aunts to stay the night.

Had I been touched by an Angel? Absolutely! Was this an out of body experience and did I go to heaven? I wouldn’t say heaven for sure. However, I did experience a moment out of body. That short time, felt amazing and peacefully heartfelt. Was there a purpose? Of course, it took me quite sometime to adjust. To fully understand the purpose – Trying to understand one day, I asked my mamaw. She read a big book that, was always placed on her coffee table. Reminder as nothing is to be on the book – the “Bible.” Asking her if the invisible man was part of the Bible? “Yes, the good Lord’s work, Jesus”. I tried to explain how when I got hit by the car, an Angel sweep down and saved me. My mamaw told me Angels was around us all the time. Angels help us through situations and work for Jesus. She explained the bible. I was young and didn’t grasp the understanding. I never told anyone, writing was my understanding and awareness to this so called “gift”. Unable to ask questions about the beautiful angel that gifted me. My mind always looked for answers. I had heard about this man Jesus, invisible or a higher power. Mamaw gave me some information but I needed to know more. Some said he made miracles happen. Never had I met him or heard from him. One day after writing in my journal, looking around my room.- no one was there just me. Not knowing how to contact this man, I figured maybe if I just talk to him. – Just maybe this higher power would help me understand. Remind you. I am 9 years old, – The 5th grader and learning a few things. Not really, clueless by all means, to any grown up stuff. So here I am, ready set go. Exact words I had said. Higher power that’s invisible. Crazy how I never forgot this day. Its clear as ever nearly (34 years later). Anyway, Higher power that’s invisible, I got hit by a car and I knew the guys. They are relation to my brother. Well Higher power, this lady very beautiful – my angel lady held me while this dream happened. The dream was real when the car hit me. I started to feel like I was having a real-life conversation with higher power. He was invisible but little by little words or bits and piece of talking I could hear. A kid – higher power I can’t hear you. Almost like a radio with static seemed to be heard, clear words, static, static, then I would feel warm or cold. I would have these visions or pictures in my head, and then like on big screen. Trying to squint my eyes, wanting to see the message, given me. Lord, I’m a kid, can you tell me what “the time come, exact form will flow like a river, mean? Everything went silent, why did he stop talking to me?

Every now and then, if I squinted hard enough I could see the view clearer. The struggle to see got easier and easier. The radio talking had less static more clear voice. That radio had messages that scared me. After a little while I could feel my body temperature change and see unpleasant views. Hearing voices that had negative energy. Those at times weren’t comfortable. I didn’t like those visions of evil – mad people. It was hard to understand.

One day after school, getting off the bus felt like I stumbled. I felt dizzy and very hot. Stopping at mamaws trailer, the front door was cracked, immediately it was hot in there. All stove burners red hot, nothing on the stove. Potato peels on the floor, something was wrong. Mamaw was so confused, I got the stool and turned the burners off, having mamaw sit down. She wasn’t feeling well, she was very hot. Calling mom and dad, dad came up and he said mamaw was trying to cook. Her daughters were coming to visit from Florida. Dad and mom took mamaw to the hospital to have her checked out.

Later that evening, dad, mom, brought mamaw to stay at our house. My aunt – dads sister came to stay also. The doctor said mamaw had, had several mini strokes. The plan was to take her to the family doctor in the morning. My aunt slept in the room with my mamaw, I slept on the couch in the living room. Waking to my aunt and dad talking, dad told me to go back to sleep. They both went into the bedroom. My aunt had mamaws head in her lap. Whipping mamaws head with a wash cloth and talking to her. Mamaw took a drink of gatorade and said “that was good, nice and cold”. Waiting to see, I went closer to the bed as dad stood by the door. My aunt put my hand with mamaws, she said to me “no matter what, I will always be with you as you carry my name”. I started to cry she said “I love you.” Dad came and got me I went into the living room. Mamaw passed, my first experience of death. My uncle and aunt that lived a couple of minutes away came up. Waiting for the corner to arrive, dad called mamaws sisters in Ohio. Aunt Mary answered dad told her about mamaw, she said Georgia (other sister) was sleeping that she was up earlier and didn’t feel well. So she would let her know later after she woke up. An hour later, Aunt Mary called saying she decided to go ahead and wake Georgia. To give the news and she had passed as well in her sleep. Two sisters two hours of passing and not knowing of each others death.

Trying to grasp this so called death – experience was confusing. Then these people brought a stretcher through the house. As I sat on the couch, a few minutes later they took mamaw out in a zipped up bag. My aunt said, I should have not seen that image. Its in my head still to this day. Death is a mysterious moment that stings our mind at times. There are no preparations to death. I had never seen my dad cry – Until that day, mamaw passed. This day had changed my life, in so many ways. That my next post My Story My Version – The Gift will be in-depth to death. How the impact to my life was positive and negative. How the out of body experience possibly prepared me for death experiences.

Look for 🙏My Story My Version – The Gift 🙏 coming soon.. Thank you reading my story and allowing my to share the experience. Until our beautiful minds meet again. Be safe out there, many blessings and much love. Remember Everyday Minds Matter – Della💗🦋

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🦋 Mental Truth: Invisible Energy

Invisible Energy

Our waking moments, the mind is set to auto response. Auto-pilot of conscious or unconscious behavior created by habits – daily routine. Motions are set where as, thinking is no longer required.. Little to no effort, the mind takes action.

Like a pre-programmed response, action to act now. Everything for the matter is on point or in check. A positive energy to motivate and be productive. The purpose to life, reason to be here on earth, right? Work, be productive, and build a life.

A day of routine, headed to work and road construction, unexpected. The body and minds response to act now and fast. Our minds are now on a time response trigger the fight or flight. Thinking am I going to be late? As the mind works fast to respond to being late for work. Not even late just yet, the over production of thoughts trigger act now. Mental truth the storage unit that has reserved and stored behavior or action to events. Fight or flight stored into – invisible energy. The action to respond is next. A little minor delay that – negative touch of energy. Nothing to intense, a small added stressor to the morning commute. Slow traffic, still arrive fifteen minutes early to work. The body breathes in relief, the mental truth – is still lingering to store the stressor. A mental technique the mind unconsciously stashes those moments. Later in the afternoon, a neighborhood kid breaks the car window with a baseball. Another unexpected act of event or situation. The emotion is triggered by energy, unconsciously still held from the morning commute. The response is positive or negative filter by the central nervous system.

An adjustment that alters the mood throughout the day. Physically and mentally the effects are still available. One may believe the situation is worry free. Or the unconscious belief the mind disconnected the issue. The body’s response that triggers the mental connection is the culprit. Response to behavior is everything. As the culprit is the problem that intensifies behavior or action. That moment of calmness or the moment of rage. Delay in traffic or baseball breaking the windshield? What other stressors might be stored away from previous events?

This I believe is invisible energy that triggers mental truth. The brain is made of many nerves and transmitters. The nerves snd response in cells form thoughts, emotions, actions and the automatic functions of your body. The different psychological neurons transmit signals through nerve cells. (nerve cells, or neurons, that make up the central nervous system) These neurons transmit and receive electrochemical signals that produce the automatic functions. Its quite a beautiful science to understand the power of the mind. One would argue the brain and mind are considered the same, yet by terms, possibly. The brain is the physical nature and the mind is the mental power. It is beyond creative, to understand, the power produced by mental transmitters containing over 100 billion neurons. That’s quite an impression on the mind. So to invision many transmitters that work together over a long life-span.. (team work of such beauty) That is a lovely remarkable example of patience. 😊 Beautiful credit that’s rewarded by the central nervous system.

The mental truth – invisible energy. As life events and situations pump out energy. Well that’s right, the body and mind filter the creation of energy. One’s body accepts or rejects the energy intake. How the nervous system responds is filtered by output. The response to action or behavior all by invisible energy. Impressive the work of mental truth. That energy is stored into the mind for future events. The response is either positive or negative behavior that produce the automatic response. Invisible energy that lingers from the road construction delay produce thecresonse to the broken window experience. That action or behavior inforced stored that enable the nervous system. The act by action or behavior. Quite a beautiful process that invisible energy – mental truth.

Something to think about: the next experience encountered by an unexpected situation. How does your automatic response system filter the energy? Is the action or behavior positive or negative energy? The response is triggered by previous stored events.. How much energy is due to this current experience? Or does the trigger respond to the stressors added up of a period of time? Or when another persons energy the action or behavior to negative energy response. Is that negative your fault? A slight trigger to the stored mental truth of invisible energy of stressors. Understand how to filter the response system to produce more positive energy results. After all, the invisible energy impacts both physical and mental health.

Mental truth an action or behavior can be influenced by positive energy. That influence of how the energy is filter depends on daily routine habits. The minds power to alter or change the energy received or sent. Think about the input; positive energy, it can filter/ over power, a negative energy produced. Producing more positive reproduction reducing the stress of negative energy. The physical and mental health team transmit energy at mass production, beautiful teamwork. 😊 Mental Truth – Invisible Energy – a powerful production process of the Mind. 😊

Until our beautiful minds meet again. Be safe out there, many blessings and much love. Remember, Everyday Minds Matter – Della 🦋

👀 Modern Living 2022

Modern Living

Ever wake up and just look out into the world? A world that is so beautiful in many ways. Yet unpredictable in the most common ways. As I try to maneuver through the daily routine, somethings I often question. To see people prosper, build the dream home and create a family is great. The purpose to why we are here to live. Live the American dream, right? That American dream is to be financially stable to buy the essentials to survive. However the essentials have become luxary, purchases that are beyond budgets. Budgets that one doesn’t see the long-term reality. Buy now, pay later sense to the psychological not in hand effect. Transactions aren’t cash visuals, that value out of pocket expense. Credit is an evil tactic – credit that is unlimited- creating – Debit. A vision that is just sign here – here’s keys to your home or new car.

At one time in history – Money had a visual, physical in hand and appreciation value. The employment wages or income a written paper check stub -presented. Technology – electronic deposits and transaction devalued the US dollar. That value become psychological to the real value of money. A blind pleasure to dophine pleasure zone responsible for creating feelings of pleasure. The pleasure of feeling good to have a new car, dopamine pleasures block the reality of debit. A motive to provide a selflish action to behavior – short lived for the moment. All pleasure is temporary, dopamine released then returns to pre-stabalized level. Rewarding nature where feel good – wanting more and more. High levels cravings to pleasure experiences that trigger addiction to pleasure – high dopamine experience unconsciously felt.

Is dopamine responsible to the modern day dream?

The modern houses built are not the average houses in a financial view. These are much more elegant, new style that is incredibly marvelous. As inflation has soared the nation economically the supplies aren’t cheap. The housing market is booming- clearly thats understandable. Humans are reproducing rapidly – clearly understand that. Population has run out farmers – every space of land is being purchased. Subdivisions are the new extension to its own small community. Subdivisions of miles of streets that are hidden to a new world. These houses aren’t cheap in any possible way. The new styles are designed with class of country and modern relaxed comfort. With all this comfort comes a mortgage payment. That leaves the one question: How do people afford these homes?

Did I miss the memo of the best paying jobs? Or did someone hit the lottery and share with a large portion of individuals ready to built a new home? I know theres doctors, lawyers, engineers, great paying careers in the world. But theres not that many for the population of homes being built. Leaving the wonder to, is the world in debt? Has credit created a in debt population, that struggles financially more than realized? Has the world been built on a financial crisis of credit card debit and loans? A financial crisis – known as debt?

A prime stigma of “keeping up with the Jones”. Building beyond financial means and be sorry later? I am not judging the lifestyle this is opinion by observation. Its common to fall into debt, as the economy struggles. But what will happen in the future? If another shutdown took place, would the banks then default payments? Or am I just over looking the inflation of the world and missing something simple?

One more curiousity hard to understand the wages paid. The perfect example: rich get richer, the poor get poorer. So that myth, estimate to show reality to the financial observation. If the average wage persay $20 hourly. A 40 hour week that’s a $800 gross before deductions with a low figure of taxes $200. Net pay would be $600.

Now with 4 weeks in a month $2400 a month income. This is one income in the household, and most couples both are employed. So with a good thought that both members of the household make the same amount hourly. To double that $2400 would be $4800 monthly. This is for average educated or skilled household. Now think about this $4800 may sound like alot of money. But you figure the living expenses. Car payment, mortgage, insurance, children, food, gas, all the expenses- reality- is $4800 really explaining Housing market? Does that makes sense to the financial aspect taking place? Or does a sense of reality to the observation – a world of financial debt lack long term unpredictions? Is debt established and maxed to the limits for modern living? Has the US dollar been effected by psychological behavior due to technology?

The psychological effect is the no money in hand.. No vision of the money value or sense of actual dollar amount. The intention of technology is paper, written or electronic signature that out lives the contract itself. At one point the signature is transfered to an electronic data storage device. Which added to a credit file. The idea pretty impressive to payment history, that’s an invisible assest to ones finances. Years to build good credit that can be challenged at times.

In the days ahead, a good look around👀. Just coming out of a long world changing pandemic. Maybe we have realized how to prepare for the future. Have we been challenged over the past couple years, that has taught us to plan ahead? In all my research and attempts to view the world “As Modern Living”. I can only see that people are building a stable home. A stability that offers flexible options. Options through ups and downs to ride during the inflation days. However, with larger families, having a large home can be ideal. Thinking ahead if times got tough, living with family or friends could be an option. One thing for sure, as we populate rapidly. At some piont land will be extinct. In all creation, dirt can be moved but it can not be created. When land is no longer available, well it becomes discontinued for good. No longer available or restockable. Think about that last sentence. Next time your out taking a good look around. A Modern Living 2022

Until our beautiful minds meet again, Be safe out there. Much love and blessings. Remember Everyday Minds Matter – Della 🦋

👁️ My Story My Version – 💫 Finding My Way – Caregiver

Where we land – a Foundation Forms

Oh! What a beautiful world we live in. The creation of humans, an honest act of intimate sexual behavior. The need to look around, isn’t necessary. The sexual act to reproduce is going strong. 😋 Though have you ever just got stumped and wondered- what if lives came with instructions, a blue print to our lives? The mystery to living would be pretty simple, boring, and overall faulty. Yes, I said faulty.😊 Nothing would be realistic to operate and function. Guidelines responsible for behavior, intelligence, growth, appearance would be the same. An most importantly, different is what makes the beautiful characters we have designed ourselves. The moment one takes that first breathe of life, everyday moment matters. By experience, environment, and one’s developmental growth, character begins to form one’s inner core – the foundation. Mental and physical health are priority to ones foundation that give us insight into adulthood.

Our instruction are clear as children that are unconsciously presented young. The core foundation had developed before our actual future was present.

A business – foundation who we are, what one becomes, The core purpose to life. We sell ourselves to the world everyday: the product. -“You”. Once you look back the whole process can be impressive. My foundation My Story My Version – Finding My Way.

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Finding My Way – Caregiver

My business became natural to my routine as a young girl. My neighbors were an older couple, Clyde and Evaline. An older model trailer renovated on my parents property. If they were here to tell the story, they enjoyed my company. Or I would of assumed for the most part.. I can only remember it being late 80’s. It was daily my brother and I would visit Clyde. As he would sit out back with Shep his Collie dog and piddle in his shed. Many things he taught us, or talked about his life. Kids being kids we would eat the cherry tomatoes from his garden. I would go in and talk with Evaline or help her do little chores. A quick friendship formed being that close to them on a regular basis.

One day my brother and I were outside playing, when we heard a loud explosion. Running to see what happend, the shed was on fire. Clyde’s pants were burnt off and he was standing by the shed.. I ran back home and got my uncle. Evaline called the fire department, as my uncle was trying to put out the fire. Clyde was disoriented, the pain on his face was heart felt. Evaline was scared with the shed built next to their mobile home trailer. Clyde explained the cause of the fire. Working on repairing a lawn mower, Clyde was trying to see if the spark plug had fire. A spark hit a gas can nearby causing the explosion. Once fire department arrived my uncle had smothered out most the fire. Clyde was livid as burns on his legs were 3rd degree, refusing to go for treatment. But after long negotiation, he was taken to the hospital. It seemed as he was away a long time for treatment. Once returning home, I would visit helping Evaline to treat the wounds. As a child it was such sight to see the burnt skin. The higher degree burn areas were freshly open wounds. Skin drafts from other areas of the body to aide healing. Wrapping and cleaning the burn wounds was a natural for me. I took pride in my ability to help Clyde in his recovery.

Unconscious act as a child, my learning and willingness – a core foundation – to being a natural born caregiver. Clyde had started to recover quickly, his ambition to get back in the shed was intense. Even with the wounds healing the process took quite sometime.. Evaline had days she seemed very unhappy. The relationship had some arguing regularly and ups and downs.

One day after school, I knocked on the door. Clyde said Evaline had fell hanging curtains. He said when she got home he would call and I could visit. A few days later a van showed up. Delivering a hospital bed, that was put in the living room. I knew Evaline was coming home soon I was very excited. Waiting for her to arrive, that day sitting on the porch. She gave me a hug and I had to know everything, for her best recovery.. That mid-day her daughter told me she fell broke her hip. Evaline did a lot of crying, her pain was very intense. Didn’t realize the medicine just never gave her much relief. She refused pain medicine at first, until. I told her it would help her as much as possible. To get up was impossible, so helping her on a bed pan wa normal but it surely put pain in her hip..

Caregiver become priority each day, after school. Positioning pillows, laundry, or help with other household chores, I was there. Helping her with therapy to mobilize WA fun and rewarding. Watching her take steps and being able to dress herself with little if my assistance. Just as her strength improved, she started using a walker, happiness covered my face.  Her recovery gave me joy since it took a lot of work.  Friendship had a special place deep in the heart. 

One afternoon after school; knocking on the door- no answer. The car was gone but she was always home. Something was different. Mom was outside as I walked down the driveway. Starting to cry, mom hugged me saying she will write or call. She went to live with her daughter in Indiana.  Her husband Clyde wasn’t home. They argued a lot so I didn’t understand that situation.

Unable to say good-bye, my heart broke, thinking my best friend didn’t say good-bye.  Days walking past the trailer, wondering if she thought of me. Being a young girl, I didn’t like the feeling of emotions, a smothering anxiety that just happens or just the sadness overall was uncomfortable. That day carried a weight–; good-bye’s hold so much emotion of love and friendship– bring tears to my eyes.  Clyde had moved away when I was in school, not long after Evaline moved.

Good-byes was hard to understand. We cry happy tears and painful tears connected to good-byes. Reunited visits with family or friends capture the heartfelt love of joy. And we all know the final days of life (death) good-bye’s, can’t be prepared for – create endless tears….

As a young girl, everything inside torn apart. Weak feeling, crying, and angry, wanting to be alone. What had happened? Kids aren’t suppose to be sad.  Every part of me, from the experience, hurt. Waiting for a letter or phone call from my friend. Mom and I had tried a few times, to contact her. The phone number she left– no answer.  Not a single letter in the mail.

To ease the pain, I wrote my friend many letters.  With no response, writing in a journal gave my heart relief. Over time, thinking about her well- being. In my world, I knew she lost my address and number, to me she lived forever somewhere.

A plan was created written in crayon, marker, sealed with stickers and pink nail polish. Written by a brown eyed, brown haired 7-year-old- just in case she forgot about me.

  Everyday Minds Matter – mental health and well-being set the path for everyone. Establish practice to focus, retention, and concentration; healthy habits to prevent obstacles in mental status.  Overcome mental health challenges faced that affect daily routine. 

Writing that filled notebooks, diaries, and scrap paper- focused on my future dream.

In little time, old man Clyde move away. To my surprise my mamaw- (fathers’ mom) moved in the trailer.  The void was filled. Not skipping a beat; my brother and I had mamaw to aggravate.  With no time to waste, enjoying my childhood– documented every step of the way. It was nice to spend time with mamaw. After all I was named after her and my mothers mom. – Della Louise – Mamaw was teaching me to crochet. I was about eight years old, so learning to make a baby blanket was exciting. She was teaching me how to fix mess ups, then one day after school. Knocking on the door as it was slightly open. Suddenly noticing it was very hot in there. Mamaw was in the kitchen, every burner – red hot. Nothing on the burners, which was freighting. Calling mom and dad I told them what was happening. Dad said my aunt and uncle from Florida were coming to visit. Mamaw wanted to cook for them, something wasn’t right . All four stovetop burners on high, potato peelings on the floor, and so hot in there. Dad came up told mamaw that she needed to go o the doctor. That evening my other aunt came to stay the night to help take care of mamaw, since my mom had pneumonia. Doctor visit that day indicated mamaw had several mini strokes. Then she had a stroke on the right side. Which effected the opposite side of the body and motor skills. I still remember she didnt have much or little feeling on her left side. At times she would smile, as her mouth and eye was effected. I was able to help her as much as possible. That night my aunt slept in th room with mamaw as it shared two beds. I slept on the couch an was woken by my dad on the phone talking.

It was about 2 am in the morning, my dad was standing in the doorway were my mamaw slept. I stood beside the dresser, when I seen my aunt seating on the bed with mamaws head on her lap. As she rubbed mamaws head talking to her. Dad told me to stay back, mamaw said let her here. Standing next to her and my aunt. My aunt put my hand with hers. Mamaw said ” no matter what I will always be with you, you carry my name”. She said “I love you.” My aunt was talking to her and when I walked away. She took her last breathe and passed. My dad had called mamaws sisters in Ohio to let her know of mamaw passing. Mary one the sisters answered the phone saying Georgia the other sister had been up but didnt feel well and went back to sleep. They would tell her after while since she hadn’t felt well. Mamaw passed about 3 am. Aunt Mary called back about 5 am – deciding to wake Georgia to let her know of mamaw passing. Only to discover Georgia had died in her sleep. Same day, a couple hours apart and not knowing of each others death.

As the world then had a reason for two sisters to pass the same day. With a higher power to have such occurrence for such to take place. From that day forward life had calling to care and love for those around you. Naturally as I grew older I had cared for others and watched as loved one passed. A moment that set life apart is that life is so precious. Having the blessing to be there every step of the hell of one’s final days. The good, the bad, and pain of loss and endless tears. Those moments are raw footage to living and experiencing life. Experience that root into our core to create the beautiful person we become. And with the finding my way as a caregiver. I can say by experience the days might be challenging. That’s okay! Because when life plays its role and those final days have come and gone. One thing I know for sure, the inner peace to love and grief hurt. But that hurt is a special blessing. That says im content with the experience. As it helps us grow and learn to accept death and the ability to grieve and be okay.. I hope that doesn’t sound bad. I guess once you have that understand through experience. One day it might give hope to those that are grieving. However, I will write on grieving and loss of loved ones in time.

Until our beautiful minds meet again. Be safe out there. Many blessings and much love. Remember Everyday Minds Matter – Della 🦋

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The next My Story My Version soon to be coming.. May of 1987, celebrating my cousins first birthday. One step in the street- – Touched by An Angel. .stay toned for updates to come soon.

Until our minds meet again.. Be safe out there and remember Everyday Minds Matter – Della🦋

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Good Food

The world might be a little unpredictable. Okay, it is very unpredictable in all aspects of employment, finances, stocks, automobile, housing, etc,. One thing as humans to survive we need food. It may not be available at times due to situations or hardship. Survival depends on some sort of food source. We must eat. In this lifetime, its truly amazing that eating can become habit forming. And when I say habit forming, good food can change our outlook towards eating. Addictive and craved are indication of an addiction to food.

Eating is just part of being human. Some may over eat out of bordem or stress. A disorder or life changing events can alter our relationship with food. In some cases, people may not enjoy the comfort of food. While others may use food as a comfort mechanism. Either way food addiction can cause mental anguish. Mental stress and eating disorders are quilt triggered addictions. Feeling pleasure while eating yet quilt struck after endulging.

Regardless of one’s situation food is a must. At this time in our new world after covid, social distancing has become a new normal. Food delivery either groceries or from restaurants is a big deal. I personally work for both Uber Eats and Instacart loving the opportunity. The rewards of happy people can’t explain the advantages of delivery. People are very grateful as it saves them time and money. Many shirt conversations people are happy to give a nice tip any day. Verses the time spent in a struggle grocery store. As for my experience, I am a communicator while shopping or picking up at a restuarant.

When an item is not available, I take time to make the next available item known for replacement. Or whatever needed to help the customer get close to substitute if all possible. Personally having a time frame for Instacart does ruffle my feathers at times. But I just learned to ignore the time frame. It really blows my mind that a company will out a time limit in an order or batch that has 2 orders or more. Why? Stores are at a high of shortages, improvements and high demand of items. Its not easy as it may sound to shop for 50 items in less than 30 minutes. Finding product for a vegan or specialty items within diet can be confusing and complicated..

Recently I had the experience of finding vegan items. Honestly I was lost, no clue. Without the experience I would not have the opportunity to encourage understanding and knowledge for the next experience. You might be thinking time management is the answer. Well I believe my excellent ratings and high quality abilities are reason that numbers are just numbers. With a positive stance, that numbers are just numbers are truth that equals success.

Example:

Customer orders 40 items. Batch pay plus tip est. $15.00 Includes an estimated $7.50 tip. **Please note* If you don’t communicate with the customer, not even send a greeting that you are the shopper. Show up with 23 items. Believe me your tip will decrease quickly before you put the car in reverse.

I personally go above matters for customers. You might be your own boss in ways. Customers are your paycheck. Simple as that. From the acceptance of the order and 24 hours after delivery. You the shopper will cross the mind of the customer more than once in that time frame. Customers are wonderful individuals who trust you to go above and beyond to deliver the eggs unbroken, bread in tact, and groceries as precise as your ability. If one of those options are altered, that experience will reflect on the you as the shopper.

With this being said I take the extra 15 mins past my shopping goal time. A late delivery will make a customer happy if you are searching for an item needed. With GPS customers know where you are til the order is delivered. Communication is simple and easy.

Back to the example that $15 batch pay will and can increase with your efforts. I have had customers thank me fir adding items or finding a good substitute with an in application tip. Then handing me $10 in cash. Thank you and your welcome are tip friendly gestures. ** Please be mindful that money is tight, people are struggling. Be appreciative of the smile you gave by delivering. I had customers repeat many times that was heart wrenching to apologize for not having extra money for a tip. * ** if you get butt hurt over no tip. This job is not for you. Be blessed for the $20 tip for delivery 4 item much needed by a customer who was rushed for time and you showed up yesterday. If you take the reflection of putting a smile on someone face, the blessing will always be there.

Have the mentality of giving is receiving. Be a giver with a good heart. And the rewards are a surprise.

After all the blessings of delivery is awesome. The new faces and friendly appreciation are positive every delivery. If you want positive feedback. If you choose otherwise, well you will get feedback very quickly in negative results.

After all people want what you want. To save time and money. The work will always be available. We are human we love to eat.

Until our minds meet again. Be safe out there. Many blessings and much love. Remember Everyday Minds Matter 💖 -Della🦋

🌌Faulty Playground

– Broken Rules –

We build our own playground

Every chime of a clock, we fail to notice. Sunday church bells, no longer ring. Sunday family gatherings, to busy to host.. Reality is- Deep into technology, hearing mutter and mumble, forgotten what is said around us. Later reminded, the conversation was bleep and attention-span had gone to lunch.. A communication default that has grown into normal. Failing to remember and discard the acknowledgement of conversation… Crippled existance of our own awareness. Are we excused for no longer being available to communicate? Are we presented as invisible and untouched? A new world of creating our own rules as we go. Where boundaries have become disagreements due to miscommunication.

I know; cell phones are now priority, but damn it people- – social media does not have quality interest. In which pose as important priority over others. In my opinion, you can’t prioritize a post someone wrote, or video on youtube at high priority over; an in person conversation with your child, spouse or your boss. Yes, this is more common than noticed. Have you ever been in a restaurant and seen a parent on social media? The child doing a hand stand on the next table? Entertaining nearby occupants? Yes, maybe a little added humor, the point is everyone else see it but the responsible party. That responsible parent is those buried in a youtube video or tweeting “Eating with the kids at Hardee’s”. Added with an attached selfie – solo. My blood boils to my finger tips to express the ridiculous nature. Those words that mutter, to be heard- how hand-painting was the highlight of the day. The little voices need parental connection and contact. Big hugs and kisses.; listen to the needs, interact with their physical and mental character. … Children use all available senses to educate themselves to be an adult. Development is taught through their peers, environment, and depend on those resources. Seeking attention and admiration from all available sources. Later, the child is burning energy by flipping repeatedly through the wallway- as parents it annoying. Why because its become a distraction to your selfish nature. But it’s redirected to the childs fault. Yes it’s a young wild animal in a cage. Stuck in the house, closed in. Children are born ready to explore. – break shit, make messes, jump, flip, laugh, run, that’s their playground. A big world that screams come play.. Its our playground, to explore, create, learn, and build our home. Resources and supplies to burn good energy has faded. Playgrounds and parks are slowly being removed. Waterpatks, outdoor entertainment, has increased maintenance and up keep- are now closed.

We are all responsible for the mess, we have created. Let’s go ahead and blame covid-19, the perfect excuse used for past 2 years, now. Covid-19 has created a world of permanent social distancing. As humans, comfort is priority. Lacking structure, we refuse to except bitter truth and pain. Allowing our own habits, right or wrong to become normal. Buy here, pay later- – laugh with me as I say this next line; Clearly, we have built our lives around the similar nature. . not realizing – – We act now, Deal with it,- later. Think about your motives and desires. . . Our needs have become unstoppable. . . Our first reaction to unwanted noise – walk away.. If something doesn’t benefits our needs, we distance ourselves. Sadly, we have become selfish creatures, who refuse to tolerate- change or idifferences. Seeking benefits that forfill our desires and needs – right here, right now. Trying to outsource each other, instead of lending a hand. Finding pleasure in another one’s pain. Empathy, compassion, appreciation – continues to fall from the merri-go-round. If opportunity opens- some may even push one to enjoy, power of other’s failure. . . A self inflicted acceptance to our ego. I beat you to the top of the slide pushing the one in front to the side.. Later, to reach out to that same one for assistance, when we fall and we are face with needing help. Self-absorbed, no regret or remorse, no apology. Failure to accept wrong behavior- and be rewarded for being a jerk! It’s far from acceptance. Its not okay, to be okay hurting others. Conditioned that its okay, repeated over and over again. Then left to wonder why other’s act like they done something wrong. Forgotten behavior at our high on life moment. . And once again -Yes, we did. . our egos conditioned to filter only what we expect. Nothing more, – nothing less. . If something don’t work, we don’t fix it, – we get rid of it. Yes your next thought- right on target.

Relationships, just the same. We created and built wall barrier that fit our lifestyle. Barriers that allow us to dismiss uncomfortable situations or block pain. Forced to say no, when deep inside- ego determined to express emotion – “yes” falls out of our mouth. Anything that promotes us as great. To me, great is another phenomenon -presumption of what “should be”. My eyes have only seen the best in others because we have our own skills, talent, and problems. We are human.

When mouths drop words that can’t be be taken back or rewind- those words become problems. Over a course of time those words are defenses. Later to create a deeper wound that- builds a tension attitude. What? The sweetest individuals are hardened to speak the truth. The world has festered into “An Army of One”. Settling for not okay, and saying I’m okay!! Is not healthy; by any means. Our playground is overloaded, continuously spinning in all directions.

What we seek can not at times be found.  Trying to find a perfect partner can be unrealistic. Even though we may continue to hold hope.  Myth of love and life are imaginations of presumptions created by a screen writer. Over time- past relationships fail because our minds change as we mature. One’s thinking, behavior, needs, and desires change. If everything was the same; we would love each other for who we are, and who that other person is, through change. That process is not fool proof but it does involve hard work dedication and lots of creative overtime. Each of us have beautiful qualities and visions that we hope to forefill into completed dreams.

One’s goal may envision had played in the same sandbox as a child. Having the same morals and values of the potential life partner. Even jumping sandboxes to embrace difference that mesh by being balanced and open-minded. No matter how you play on the playground, its okay to socialize with new members. Its about how well you play with others, be yourself, but be honest and precise. Playground manners are important.

To help fix the corrupted playgrounds, we must fix ourselves. Be true to yourself, learn what you need and desires as a person. Be honest about who you are, false impression is rain on the day before the game. It can be disappointing to be at the top of the slide then the cracks surface. Scary situation when our hearts at risk.

Playgrounds have broken rules. We all been hurt so many times. That relationship merry-go-round is a cycle everyone has jumped from. Immune to the bitter grounds no one seems to want to play fair. Its afraid to be yourself or face the challenges- honestly. If we just allowed our truth to surface and be upfront- our playgrounds would be pretty awesome. After all why play where everyone knows your not a go fit in the sandbox? I would rather enjoy the company if open-minded guest vs. those who are experienced throwing sand in the eyes.

Until our minds meet again.. Be safe out there. Blessings and much love.. Remember Everyday Minds Matter🐿🦋

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🧭 Anxiety

    An unsettling moment when the chest and body become tight clammy, warm feeling that smothers the body unexpectedly, making it difficult to breathe, just like gasping for air. The feeling is unpleasant, uncomfortable as anxiety just shows up. Uninvited with a struggling intense fear, emotion, or trigger induced anxiety attack.

Learn to Recognize the Signs of Excessive Worry Anxiety disorder is the most common mental disorder in the United States, affecting up to 18 percent of the population. Anxiety disorders are a category of mental health diagnoses that result in excessive nervousness, fear, apprehension, and worry. These disorders change the way a person processes emotions and behaves, as well as causing physical symptoms. People with these disorders experience feelings of fear and insecurity that interfere with daily activities and last for 6 months or more.    

People with anxiety disorders often experience intense, excessive, and persistent worry and fear about everyday situations. People with GAD worry endlessly about everyday issues such as health, money, or family issues, even when they realize there is little reason to worry.    

Anxiety is an intense feeling of anxiety or discomfort, often a situation with uncertain outcomes, when we are faced with something stressful. At lower levels, anxiety, often referred to as “stress,” can be a healthy and motivating response to a specific life situation.    

It can be difficult to relate to these issues, and as a result, many people don’t know how best to help a person with anxiety. If you feel that your anxiety is excessive, distressing, and/or interfering with your daily activities or functioning, it is important to see a mental health professional. When anxiety is frequent, intense, severe, and prolonged, causing constant discomfort and suffering, it is important to discuss this with your doctor. Illness-induced anxiety disorder includes symptoms of severe anxiety or panic that are directly related to health problems.    

Typically, anxiety disorders involve recurring episodes of intense anxiety and sudden bouts of fear or terror that peak within minutes (panic attacks). Everyone experiences these panic attacks from time to time, but with panic disorder, the attacks are regular and a source of anxiety in themselves. When a person experiences repeated panic attacks and is concerned about future panic attacks or their consequences (e.g.    

It’s not always easy to recognize when anxiety is causing you to feel or act differently. If you’re feeling anxious, it’s important to understand what’s causing it, how it’s different from normal stress, and what types of anxiety you might be experiencing.    

In severe cases, such as some we’ll see below, anxiety can lead to uncontrollable disorientation, fear or anxiety, and the inability to think clearly or make good decisions. Social anxiety disorder causes people to avoid social situations and interpersonal contact so that everyday life becomes extremely difficult.    

Each person experience anxiety in different ways. Knowing how your situation can be triggered can reduce future attacks. Once you are aware of the intensity of your anxiety attack. Different medications and techniques can help prevent future anxiety attacks. Its okay to ask for help. Take care of yourself.

Until our minds meet again. Be safe out there. Blessings and much love.. Remember Everyday Minds Matter 🦋

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📻Music Shrinks Anxiety, Depression And Even Obesity

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I can remember as a kid, a radio played in the kitchen morning til late evening. Frankly music had an impact on my mental health and mood. The background music benefits to concentrate and focus, was unconscious yet impressive results. Read more on ways music can benefit your life.

Music is a powerful tool in our lives. It can make us feel happy, sad, anxious and even remember certain moments in time. There are many benefits of listening to music and it has been shown that music decreases stress, anxiety, and depression which can help promote a positive mood.

The power of music

We all know that music has the power to soothe the soul. But did you know that it can also have a positive effect on your physical health? Studies have shown that music can help reduce anxiety, depression and even obesity.

So if you’re feeling stressed or down, put on your favorite tunes and let the music work its magic. And if you’re trying to lose weight, consider making music a part of your workout routine. It’ll make the time fly by and may even help you burn more calories.

Benefits of Music on Mood

It’s no secret that music can have a powerful effect on our mood. Uplifting tunes can boost our spirits and help us to feel more positive, while depressing songs can cause us to feel down and low. But did you know that music can also help to reduce anxiety, depression and even obesity?

Studies have shown that listening to music can help to lower levels of the stress hormone cortisol. This in turn can lead to reduced levels of anxiety and depression. In one study, patients who listened to music for just 30 minutes per day experienced a significant reduction in their symptoms of anxiety and depression.

Music can also help us to control our emotions. When we feel angry or stressed, listening to calming music can help us to relax and feel more in control. By reducing the level of cortisol in our bodies, music can also help us to reduce our appetite and lose weight.

So if you’re feeling anxious, depressed or even obese, don’t reach for the pills – reach for your iPod!

How to Deal with Stress

It’s no secret that music has the power to affect our moods. Uplifting tunes can boost our spirits and calm us down when we’re feeling stressed. But did you know that music can also help reduce anxiety, depression and even obesity?

A recent study found that listening to music for just 30 minutes a day can help shrink your anxiety levels by up to 21%. Other research has shown that music therapy can be an effective treatment for depression, with patients reporting lower levels of anxiety and stress after just eight weeks of treatment.

And if you’re trying to lose weight, don’t forget to add some music to your workout routine! Resources indicate people who listen to music while exercising burn more calories and enjoy their workouts more than those who don’t.

So next time you’re feeling stressed, anxious or down, reach for your favorite tunes and let the healing power of music work its magic!

Different types of music that can help

When it comes to music and its ability to help people, there are many different genres that can provide assistance. From classical to alternative rock, different types of music can have a positive impact on those struggling with anxiety, depression, and even obesity. While everyone may have their own personal favorite type of music, the following genres have all been shown to be effective in helping people:

  1. Classical Music: One of the most popular genres for its ability to help with focus and concentration, classical music has also been shown to be helpful in reducing anxiety and depression. Resources prove that patients who listen to classical music prior to surgery have less anxiety and pain afterwards.
  2. Jazz: Often thought of as happy and upbeat, jazz has also been found to be helpful in fighting depression. An interesting study, even found that jazz was more effective than medication in treating patients with mild-to-moderate depression.
  3. Pop: While some may find pop music to be too “happy”, the genre has actually been shown to be beneficial for those struggling with anxiety and depression. The positive and optimistic messages in pop songs can help boost mood and provide a much-needed distraction from negative thoughts.

There is no doubt that music has a powerful effect on the human mind and body. From reducing anxiety and depression to shrinking obesity, music can have a profound impact on our overall health. If you are struggling with any of these issues, we encourage you to give music a try. You might be surprised at just how much it can help.

We all know that music has the power to soothe the soul, but did you know that it can also have a positive impact on your physical health? From reducing anxiety and depression to even shrinking obesity, music is a powerful tool that should not be underestimated. If you are struggling with any of these issues, consider incorporating music into your life and see how it can help you achieve better health.

Until our minds meet again, be safe out there. Blessings and much love. Remember Everyday Mind’s Matter 🦋 🌼- Della 🦋

💸Chasing the Dollar

June 10th, 2022

Good morning everyone! 💜 I have been staying busy this week. Instacart and Uber Eats I do regularly during most weeks . I couldn’t be happy with being an independent driver. It is rewarding, fun, and its good money. Most of would say its about they money. I believe true in so many ways, yet differ you have to love or enjoy what makes you happy.

Paying the bills from a miserable workplace is not healthy. It can be more damaging mentally and physical in due time. However, chasing the dollar is an important part of our lives. No matter the productive aspect its the motivation that drives us to chase the money. We are only human and through trial and error we discover what makes us motivated to get the money.. Then again, there are those who rather not bother.

Today would have been my fathers bday. The days before my body and mind know this date June 10th all to well. I’m in a slow motion, depressive state that lacks smiles. Yet, I know that is invisible to those who don’t know me. Sometimes its easier to say nothing vs. talk about it. If you haven’t been there, thanks for not saying nothing, otherwise you will piss me off. Death of a loved one never goes away.. Yes, days get better but 21 years is fresh at times. Im older and more experienced to death vs. when I was 23. How we get through it we continue to learn each day, holiday, birthday, months, years to come.. So to keep motivated and be happy I stay busy chasing the dollar.. Happy customers, happy me.

Until our minds meet again, be safe out there. Much love and blessings, Remember Everyday Minds Matter🦋

⏰ Time ⏰ June 5th, 2022

Time

Hello friends! Hope your doing well. We all heard the saying, “Don’t wish your life away”! At times we wish for people, places to go, or things in general. More so figure of speech, then we are rushed for time, lose track of time, even wait for time, and sadly we waste time. Regardless, however that time was spent it is gone. Time can never be replaced or be rewind.

I am guilty of this often, to lose track of time. Honestly, when I get all into something, my focus is set. The determination level is intense. Since I love writing, crafts, projects of all sorts, my time seems to fly by. On occasion my days are slow, unproductive, and my mind falls into a recovery mode.

Recovery mode is like back track of all my time doing things. Almost like a check list or recall phase. To me this seems regular and normal. Might be mind in overdrive, just keeping time. But my sleep schedule is crazy so this impacts my shut off time. However when Im resting my mind is quiet. In return it does balance with time somewhat.. Would love your thoughts on time. How does your time and mind look like? Is your mind always in over drive? Or do you have s balance of letting your mind rest, during the week?

Until our minds meet again. Be safe out there, much love and blessings. Remember Everyday Minds Matter🦋