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Monthly Archives: April 2009

Help a Heart, and if you’re lucky, “my” quilt will be yours :)….

Today, I hopped over to Pieceful Afternoon’s blog, and this beautiful quilt caught my eye:

Then I read the story behind it, and must share with you. Joanne and her friends are donating this quilt and many other great items for “donations”, to raise funds for her husband’s heart surgery in September.

Read more here.

And please, even though it lowers my odds on winning “MY” quilt, send her some love and enter the raffle.

Smooches!

What I am grateful for: My cyber friends.j

What I am manifesting: Health

Angry Women


From my book, “Goddess in the Groove ~ Musings From the Goddess Within”, Witch (Part 2), Pg. 67:

Angry Women

“Women are never supposed to be angry. We are girls; feminine, not brutes.

When a woman blows her top, she is pronounced crazy, hysterical, or otherwise uncontrollable; a menace to society.

It is an age old stigma. Woman are nurtures, we are soft, compassionate, patient. We are supposed to keep our composure, keep it together at all times. We are the empresses of home and family, and both areas need to be cool, calm, and collected. Even as little children, where aggressive play is completely accepted and almost expected for boys, girls who play mildly aggressive are deemed “tomboys”, those that are wilder are probably diagnosed with some behavioral problem. In the “old” days, women and mothers who “lost it”, had a nervous breakdown, or became angry and uncontrollable where put away. They were admitted to cushy or not so cushy mental institutions, where their anger and spirit where drained out of them with drugs, torture methods, or experiments. These women were torn from their life and families, left in the hands of so-called professionals that were supposed to “fix” them and spit them back out, perfect and proper. Just like a wild animal that is tamed by breaking their will and spirit, these women of broken will could snap at any moment and become a lethal weapon.

Today, things are not so harsh and sinister, ….”

(Or are they??)

I decided to post this little snippet from my book today, because “ANGER” is one thing that is still taboo. I personally have learned to realize that my anger never stems from the things that “unleash” it. Anger is deep. I don’t believe anyone who says they can always control their anger, that they never “lose” it. Why? Because they would be dead.

With that said, I was brought to tears today by an email from a woman who has been judged by those who are perfect. Or are they?

I will leave it at that and hope it reaches the right hearts.

Much love,
Heike

Angry Women


From my book, “Goddess in the Groove ~ Musings From the Goddess Within”, Witch (Part 2), Pg. 67:

Angry Women

“Women are never supposed to be angry. We are girls; feminine, not brutes.

When a woman blows her top, she is pronounced crazy, hysterical, or otherwise uncontrollable; a menace to society.

It is an age old stigma. Woman are nurtures, we are soft, compassionate, patient. We are supposed to keep our composure, keep it together at all times. We are the empresses of home and family, and both areas need to be cool, calm, and collected. Even as little children, where aggressive play is completely accepted and almost expected for boys, girls who play mildly aggressive are deemed “tomboys”, those that are wilder are probably diagnosed with some behavioral problem. In the “old” days, women and mothers who “lost it”, had a nervous breakdown, or became angry and uncontrollable where put away. They were admitted to cushy or not so cushy mental institutions, where their anger and spirit where drained out of them with drugs, torture methods, or experiments. These women were torn from their life and families, left in the hands of so-called professionals that were supposed to “fix” them and spit them back out, perfect and proper. Just like a wild animal that is tamed by breaking their will and spirit, these women of broken will could snap at any moment and become a lethal weapon.

Today, things are not so harsh and sinister, ….”

(Or are they??)

I decided to post this little snippet from my book today, because “ANGER” is one thing that is still taboo. I personally have learned to realize that my anger never stems from the things that “unleash” it. Anger is deep. I don’t believe anyone who says they can always control their anger, that they never “lose” it. Why? Because they would be dead.

With that said, I was brought to tears today by an email from a woman who has been judged by those who are perfect. Or are they?

I will leave it at that and hope it reaches the right hearts.

Much love,
Heike

I’m just not hip enough to TWIT

I signed up for Twitter account over a year ago, I think it was around the time I published my book and signed up for several different networks.

I “twitted” once, then my little Twit just sat there, bored to hell. Then a few months ago, I read all about the Twitter of Twitter, how all the “hip” and successful people are twitting, and decided I should participate.

Gawd, not much meaningful stuff you can say in 140 characters, is there?

“Today, I was sitting in the dentist chair waiting for the novocain to start working, when the weirdest thing happened! I look up, and there”

“I am at rehearsal. Talk about “suburban mama that I am not” syndrome! I am listening to this flock of moms behind me talking about one of th”

“OMG!! You won’t believe what came on my email today! After weeks of anticipation and sending out vibes to the universe, FINALLY, I see a he”

“What an ass. That is all I have to say after this meeting. I cannot believe that someone would consider him an expert in anything but nose pi”

There you have it. And though I love my friends who swear Twitter is the meaningful and exciting way to communicate with your friends….I have to admit that I really don’t need to know what they just ate for lunch, that they are waiting at the doctors office, that their kids eat buggars, etc.

It’s a little “Big Brother”, oui?

So, until I find out the magic secret behind the Twitter, I guess I am just not hip enough to Twit.

What I am grateful for: My friends and their cell phones….and never dare take away my email!

What I am manifesting: A marketing plan

I’m just not hip enough to TWIT

I signed up for Twitter account over a year ago, I think it was around the time I published my book and signed up for several different networks.

I “twitted” once, then my little Twit just sat there, bored to hell. Then a few months ago, I read all about the Twitter of Twitter, how all the “hip” and successful people are twitting, and decided I should participate.

Gawd, not much meaningful stuff you can say in 140 characters, is there?

“Today, I was sitting in the dentist chair waiting for the novocain to start working, when the weirdest thing happened! I look up, and there”

“I am at rehearsal. Talk about “suburban mama that I am not” syndrome! I am listening to this flock of moms behind me talking about one of th”

“OMG!! You won’t believe what came on my email today! After weeks of anticipation and sending out vibes to the universe, FINALLY, I see a he”

“What an ass. That is all I have to say after this meeting. I cannot believe that someone would consider him an expert in anything but nose pi”

There you have it. And though I love my friends who swear Twitter is the meaningful and exciting way to communicate with your friends….I have to admit that I really don’t need to know what they just ate for lunch, that they are waiting at the doctors office, that their kids eat buggars, etc.

It’s a little “Big Brother”, oui?

So, until I find out the magic secret behind the Twitter, I guess I am just not hip enough to Twit.

What I am grateful for: My friends and their cell phones….and never dare take away my email!

What I am manifesting: A marketing plan

My biggest asset? I am imperfect.

I always wonder what other people put down in an interview or job application when it says: “Tell Me a Little About Yourself”, “What do other people like most about you?”, or best yet, “What’s Your Biggest Weakness?”.

Just for fun, and because I don’t think I will apply for a job again, I will answer them.

“Tell Me a Little About Yourself”
I am a mother, and a wife, and that takes 23 hours of my day, during which I plan and execute menus, schedules, and driving routes. I also balance a budget, and shove pennies back and forth until the budget balances for the day. I am solely responsible for the ordering and shelving of produce. I have initiated and executed the thriving and almost self sufficient organic garden by designing a watering system that actually waters the plants. I am experienced in both phone sales and person to person contact, which is perfect for dealing with clients as well as annoying telemarketers. I LOVE to talk, for real, and have no problem talking to strangers. I love to gather people….and one day will own a goat farm.

The remaining one hour is “me” time, where I can express my artistic urges in script and in clay. In this time, I am also deepening my knowledge of herbalism and folk lore, as well as unsuccessfully training an overgrown and overstimulated Sheperd to behave.

My biggest asset? I am imperfect, and embrace this completely.

“What do other people like most about you?”
What the hell do I know??

“What’s Your Biggest Weakness?”
What kind of a question is that?What am I supposed to say? That I sneak cigarettes and yell at my dog? That I watch movies on the computer when I should be working on a marketing plan? That I cannot balance a check book? That I like to spend even though I have NO MONEY?? Or maybe that I like to eat noodles covered with butter and sugar, even though I would not allow my kids to eat this?? My big mouth and strong opinions?? No wait……

“Do you have any other questions for me?”

My biggest asset? I am imperfect.

I always wonder what other people put down in an interview or job application when it says: “Tell Me a Little About Yourself”, “What do other people like most about you?”, or best yet, “What’s Your Biggest Weakness?”.

Just for fun, and because I don’t think I will apply for a job again, I will answer them.

“Tell Me a Little About Yourself”

I am a mother, and a wife, and that takes 23 hours of my day, during which I plan and execute menus, schedules, and driving routes. I also balance a budget, and shove pennies back and forth until the budget balances for the day. I am solely responsible for the ordering and shelving of produce. I have initiated and executed the thriving and almost self sufficient organic garden by designing a watering system that actually waters the plants. I am experienced in both phone sales and person to person contact, which is perfect for dealing with clients as well as annoying telemarketers. I LOVE to talk, for real, and have no problem talking to strangers. I love to gather people….and one day will own a goat farm.

The remaining one hour is “me” time, where I can express my artistic urges in script and in clay. In this time, I am also deepening my knowledge of herbalism and folk lore, as well as unsuccessfully training an overgrown and overstimulated Sheperd to behave.

My biggest asset? I am imperfect, and embrace this completely.

“What do other people like most about you?”
What the hell do I know??

“What’s Your Biggest Weakness?”
What kind of a question is that?What am I supposed to say? That I sneak cigarettes and yell at my dog? That I watch movies on the computer when I should be working on a marketing plan? That I cannot balance a check book? That I like to spend even though I have NO MONEY?? Or maybe that I like to eat noodles covered with butter and sugar, even though I would not allow my kids to eat this?? My big mouth and strong opinions?? No wait……

“Do you have any other questions for me?”

Is it a Doggy Dog world?

Contrary to what some people believe, I am a very positive person :). Instead of fearing it, I believe this recession will have an end, and I think our society will learn an important lesson from it. It is a hard adjustment, but I think it will build character :). Maybe we will get back to integrity??

My son and I recently found someone’s ATM credit card in a copier at Kinko’s. We dropped it off with the cashier. I explained to my son that the person was lucky we found it, and if the person comes back they will be SO HAPPY that their ATM credit card is safe (this is not what happened when someone “found” MY WALLET a few years ago….).

So, considering our world as it is today, if someone finds a wallet with credit cards and $1000 cash in it, are they more likely to find the owner, or use it to pay bills??

Much love,
Heike

What I am grateful for: That I put a tarp over my van before it rained……

What I am manifesting: Organization.