That was an exceptionally good article thank you. I especially liked this excerpt:
"Do we ask questions like: Who do you care about in your life? Who cares about you? When was the last time you spent time with people who are good for you-instead of those who hurt you and foster your drug taking?
These questions may lead to others, such as: Who can you call or spend time with in the next couple of days? What gives you pause in calling or making the kind of human contact needed to enable recovery? What do you imagine these people would think and feel if you did make contact? How might that encounter go-where it was not about asking for help, or money, but instead simply, and most importantly, about re-igniting their friendship, their attachment to you, and their wish for your life to go well? Their interest is one way to achieve the dignity, purpose, meaning, and life of contribution so critical to the hard work of recovery.
Dad was from Quebec, it wasn't till after he passed I found out he was (probably) Algonquin. He never said the word, he was French Canadian and that was it. That's how deep it goes, to silence. A good book is Stringing Rosaries by Lajidmodiere, about the US boarding schools. (Interviews by a Turtle Island author). thanks for the map.
There's an old lore in my family that we are part Creek descended from a French fur trapper with a squaw woman in Oklahoma. You could see it in my paternal grandmother but even the jet black hair my father had hinted at it. I tried to find the Creek woman in the geneology book but I think her name had been changed to something white and proper...
I have a sort of homeopathic belief in 'genes'...sometimes the smallest percentage of something creates a huge difference, in spirit and body, inseparable though it may be from the rest. My paternal grandmother also had the jet black hair, and so did her sons. But never a word about it. I am lucky that after my Dad passed I was given a framed art piece, the remnants of some beaded leggings. They are covered with vine type patterns that a native person here told me were about river peoples. They are very beautiful but they came to my Dad much later and I had never seen them. My Algonquin clue, though it could be Cree or Huron too. And even those names not necessarily what folks called themselves. I wish I could show you the leggings. best Amy j
The sound of a horses munching food is one of my very favorite sounds. And the smell of a horse is unparalleled goodness. Thanks for including the video.
I have never been to either of the Dakotas. A client of mine goes to her family farm in North Dakota every year. There are these giant, perfectly round, boulders where she goes...I'm sorry I don't recall the name of the area... The photos she showed me were incredible...they look like enormous bowling balls - and I'm dying to know how they were formed.
Hey Amy - change of subject. Have you seen the photos of where surgeons harvest soft tissue from for the surgical construction of a phallus for a woman-to-man transition? If so, would you consider exposing this procedure? Phalloplasty.
LOL thanks SAMO. I've been working a lot and didn't research the name of the Sioux tribe AT ALL before I wrote this. I spelled it pheonetically as how it sounded at the time. Oglala is correct. :-)
Regarding phalloplasty surgery well I find them both pretty heinous. The neo vagina thing is basically an ear piercing though more invasive. Artificially constructed openings in the body have to be kept open artificially or they will close as the body tries to repair a wound. Neither bear any resemblance to biological sex...
Amy - look it up. So far, all the photos I've seen are behind Getty Images paywall if you want to use them. But Oh. My. God. Even over text messages - some of these "harvesting" locations on arms, legs - omg - my heart just breaks for these people. One woman-to-man person is asking her "followers" - "Is this necrotic tissue, or is this infected? . . . should I go to the ER?" OMG. No wonder these kids are taking their own lives.
I've read about maggots infecting neo vaginas and I have seen some pictures regarding the artificial penises. I can't imagine that they'd work in any natural way
rats in captivity may prefer coke to cheese but they prefer companionship to coke. https://www.psychiatrictimes.com/view/what-does-rat-park-teach-us-about-addiction
speaking personally, it depends on the company. i can think of plenty of situations where kraft singles would be acceptable
That was an exceptionally good article thank you. I especially liked this excerpt:
"Do we ask questions like: Who do you care about in your life? Who cares about you? When was the last time you spent time with people who are good for you-instead of those who hurt you and foster your drug taking?
These questions may lead to others, such as: Who can you call or spend time with in the next couple of days? What gives you pause in calling or making the kind of human contact needed to enable recovery? What do you imagine these people would think and feel if you did make contact? How might that encounter go-where it was not about asking for help, or money, but instead simply, and most importantly, about re-igniting their friendship, their attachment to you, and their wish for your life to go well? Their interest is one way to achieve the dignity, purpose, meaning, and life of contribution so critical to the hard work of recovery.
And so on, as the conversation may continue."
🐴💕 The girls feeding those beautiful animals...priceless.
Dad was from Quebec, it wasn't till after he passed I found out he was (probably) Algonquin. He never said the word, he was French Canadian and that was it. That's how deep it goes, to silence. A good book is Stringing Rosaries by Lajidmodiere, about the US boarding schools. (Interviews by a Turtle Island author). thanks for the map.
There's an old lore in my family that we are part Creek descended from a French fur trapper with a squaw woman in Oklahoma. You could see it in my paternal grandmother but even the jet black hair my father had hinted at it. I tried to find the Creek woman in the geneology book but I think her name had been changed to something white and proper...
I have a sort of homeopathic belief in 'genes'...sometimes the smallest percentage of something creates a huge difference, in spirit and body, inseparable though it may be from the rest. My paternal grandmother also had the jet black hair, and so did her sons. But never a word about it. I am lucky that after my Dad passed I was given a framed art piece, the remnants of some beaded leggings. They are covered with vine type patterns that a native person here told me were about river peoples. They are very beautiful but they came to my Dad much later and I had never seen them. My Algonquin clue, though it could be Cree or Huron too. And even those names not necessarily what folks called themselves. I wish I could show you the leggings. best Amy j
Very good — the version of the breakfast gun meme I usually see has them placed on the table backwards. This one is proper table setting
The proper AMERICAN table setting. :-D
I love your stories. It sounds like you've had a very interesting life.
I suppose I have. :-) Thanks
The sound of a horses munching food is one of my very favorite sounds. And the smell of a horse is unparalleled goodness. Thanks for including the video.
I have never been to either of the Dakotas. A client of mine goes to her family farm in North Dakota every year. There are these giant, perfectly round, boulders where she goes...I'm sorry I don't recall the name of the area... The photos she showed me were incredible...they look like enormous bowling balls - and I'm dying to know how they were formed.
I've only been to North Dakota once it was following on fro some big floods. Minot was pretty devastated.
In South Dakota I always liked the Badlands. Those aren't really big boulders so much as spirals...
Love it Amy. You guys and me would be a lotta fun. 😆
Oglala Sioux?
Hey Amy - change of subject. Have you seen the photos of where surgeons harvest soft tissue from for the surgical construction of a phallus for a woman-to-man transition? If so, would you consider exposing this procedure? Phalloplasty.
LOL thanks SAMO. I've been working a lot and didn't research the name of the Sioux tribe AT ALL before I wrote this. I spelled it pheonetically as how it sounded at the time. Oglala is correct. :-)
Regarding phalloplasty surgery well I find them both pretty heinous. The neo vagina thing is basically an ear piercing though more invasive. Artificially constructed openings in the body have to be kept open artificially or they will close as the body tries to repair a wound. Neither bear any resemblance to biological sex...
Amy - look it up. So far, all the photos I've seen are behind Getty Images paywall if you want to use them. But Oh. My. God. Even over text messages - some of these "harvesting" locations on arms, legs - omg - my heart just breaks for these people. One woman-to-man person is asking her "followers" - "Is this necrotic tissue, or is this infected? . . . should I go to the ER?" OMG. No wonder these kids are taking their own lives.
I've read about maggots infecting neo vaginas and I have seen some pictures regarding the artificial penises. I can't imagine that they'd work in any natural way