Death Becomes Us All

imageKilled a hornet in the window today. Then I looked outside, and saw fresh young sprouting leaves, the youthful green leaves, the yellowing leaves, and the crinkled brown husk of leaves being blown to the ground by the gentle breeze. I realized I’m going to die. I mean, I’ve been knowing I was going to die. But witnessing all of these accounts of life and death by simply watching nature, kind of brings a bit of calmness. I am going to die; I grew in my mother’s belly, I was birthed, I had my baby years, toddler years, adolescent years, and currently in my young adult years (28 is still young adult right?). My daughter is going to die. And we don’t enjoy thinking about our loved ones not being here physically. I don’t know why when people die around the clock on a daily basis. I don’t know why we are so shocked or surprised when someone of age finally draws their last breath. I do understand though, we are use to them being here physically with us. Even if we don’t see them all of the time. Rather we go in old age, or from sickness, or from something horrible happening to us, or an accident. We all are going to die. My mother will not be here soon, my father will not be here soon, my brothers, my daughter, my relatives, my friends. I will not be here soon. The sun rises and falls, babies are born, and the elders release their souls back into the spirit realm. No one can answer why death happens, especially those horrible deaths and those who were gone too fast, but death happens. It’s a fact of life. No matter what you believe, you will die. And I don’t mean to be a downer, and I am not depressed, just thinking.

Older people embrace death because they lived life and they are tired, younger people want to horde life and try to find a way to slow it’s progress. No matter how much you change your outside, or even eat healthy, exercise, etc. you will die.

I guess what I am really trying to say is, live your life to the fullest! It amazes me how we all are worried and have all of these mental problems, thinking on things that cannot hurt us. Everyone is trying to get money, “I can sleep when I die,” that statement is used in reference to hustling. The trees aren’t “hustling” to pay a bill, the ants aren’t worried about finding a job to provide income, they have a job which is take care of the community. Every day, I knock down spider webs; their home, and guess what? Every day, they rebuild those things!

I believe we all, as a people who are “living” in this “civilized” place or places, have been bamboozled. What are we working for? What are we worrying for? What is the anxiety for? What are all of these bills for?

When we die, none of that will matter. So LIVE!! Live NOW! While you still have breath and health! If you have a dream GO FOR IT!! Because the time will come where you will not be able to do what you wish, what you want. Because that time will be the last breath that you draw.

First foot forward to being a world traveler.

imageimageOn the 11th of June 2014, me and my daughter set out to embark on our first time at traveling abroad. Over the months, my stomach was fluttery, my head was swimming with positive and negative thoughts, and I felt like I was running a gauntlet towards the finishing line. Many times I thought to myself to turn back, that it was only a dream and only going to be a dream of mine. That I would stay in Texas until I was old and gray and look back on all the possibilities that I should have taken. Thankfully, I drowned those negative voices down with loud humming! Now we are in BEAUTIFUL Alessandria, Italy and have been here for five days! We shall be here for a month and on to the next country and opportunity! My daughter and I are learning Italian, eating what Italians eat, observing a new culture, and experiencing something new! I never thought I could finally live my dream! No one believed in me, no one believed I would finally go about and make this happen! I have been researching and pre-planning for years, seeking the perfect opportunity and program to travel by.

My main thing was finances; how was I going to pay for our traveling? I mean, we have to get there first which is no less than $1600 for both of us and that’s a ONE WAY TICKET! Then of course our transportation there, the place we would stay at, food of course, and then entertainment, of course we would want to do something while in another country, who wouldn’t? And because of finances, a lot of people talk themselves out of ever traveling past their city or a couple of states. I say plan smartly! And I do not mean save save save, which you should do, but also, I mean try to find inexpensive or free alternatives. I went through http://www.workaway.inc; it’s only 22e to join as an individual, I forget how much as a couple but maybe 44e. Since my daughter is under 12 I did not have to purchase the couple ¬†deal, and your account is good for two years!

Ok so basically, workaway is a site to help a person link up with someone who wants to host you for the return of you working for them. Now before you get haughty or even too excited, let me just say, your host can only request that you work no more than five hours a day; I’ve seen some workaway opportunities that show three hours of work a day. Now are there hosts that might want to ask for more or try to get more out of you? Yes; are you obligated to do so? No, and they might ask you to leave after that, and you can inform others of this on the website as well as the program itself. Create your account, and start looking at countries and hosts that interests you, or if you already have a country in mind, look at the lists of hosts in that area. Currently, I am staying at a Bed and Breakfast site; so far I have polished silver, swept the patio where people sit out to take in the view and eat, water the garden, clean out the pool, and just clean up. The work varies from site to site, so there may be heavy lifting, or watching after children, or house sitting, or running errands.

You don’t get paid for this and they do not pay for you to get there, now if you do find a host that does this, point me in their direction please! However, for the most part, hosts give you room and board, as in they feed you and house you. Now the housing varies as well, and you will need to have that discussion with your future hosts once you get in contact with them. I have seen where some hosts will not provide the workawayer with food, which they outline in their accounts as well. Some charge a small daily fee as well. Look for something that interests you, view the photos, and the comments, and begin to dream again. This is my first time doing this, and I feel very blessed to be with the people that are housing me and my daughter. They adore her, they don’t ask for much, and they want to make our stay here fantastic! Let me know how your search goes! Ciao ciao!!

Women’s freedom in stride

It seems that over the years males have had such a hatred and need to control the female while killing her spiritually, emotionally, mentally, and physically. A woman has to stay inside a certain circle and adhere to the rules that were created by men regarding a woman’s very being! A woman does not have control over if she needs or wants to get an abortion; laws have been placed and changed to prevent a woman¬†from getting a hysterectomy or tubal ligation. A woman has to be a certain age and or have a certain number of children, or a medical professional must deem it necessary to perform either of these surgeries. Whereas, a man can receive a prompt vasectomy, and of course he does not have to worry about his body being burden with carrying a child to term. Many say women are respected, but the treatment in society is not a display of respect and affection but degradation and objectification. In a government, ran mostly by males, women are treated second to children in what a woman should do, wear, and act. Women are taught to cover up, not to be so brazen, don’t be “masculine”, stand by your man, be submissive, keep be a good cook, be a good mother, have children, be married, don’t act too wild, don’t talk about disgusting bodily functions. Rules, rules, rules, rules! Placed on females by males, and if a woman should dare venture outside of the box constructed for her by society, she is attacked by insults, defamation of character, and sometimes even physically assaulted. What are we to do in this situation? How can a man possibly know the struggles and rollercoaster that a woman is subjected to day in and day out? I say we at least start with getting laws away from what a woman should or should not do to her body. That is a private matter, and people who always quote their religious beliefs in the reason why they oppose it should not be heard. Why? Because there is supposed to be the separation of the state and the church. When I became aware of politics, I always hear religious quotes being uttered as if someone else’s opinion on what they should do with their body is any business of that specific person. I do not see liquor being outlawed, I do not see strip clubs being torn down and closed, hell, pedophiles have a more leeway over their bodies than women. All of these laws should be overturned and any laws attempting to change that should be shut down. A woman has a right to have contraceptions, a woman has a right to an abortion if she so chooses, a woman has a right to birth controls. I am wondering why all of these religious politicians and lobbyists aren’t concerned with the child AFTER it’s born? Most of these politicians are against government assistance and have the nerve to utter that the woman should have known better to get pregnant and that is the fault of her own. A lot of these religious politicians and their supporters victimize rape victims, and victimize them even more if they do get pregnant. I don’t believe in adultery but there are not any laws pertaining to that from the Supreme Court. I do not know if a change will be made in my time but the women’s rights movement is still alive because there are strides that need to be taken to strike down the patriarchal stamina and uplift women.