Wednesday, February 3, 2016

Creating a Goddess

                                                           
 
I know this title will throw off some people, but bear with me a little bit. It’s no secret that a majority of the male population around the world, and especially, in the Middle East consider women as second class citizens, or worse, property. We only have to look at certain cultures and religions to see this caveman mentality at work. These men are idiots, but this post isn’t about the people who live in a box. This post is for mothers, but more specifically for mothers of daughters.
The best gift a mother can give her daughter is a sense of worth. Now you would think that most mothers today are doing this, and the majority does. But, I’ve noticed something troubling recently, not only within my own family structure, but with acquaintances.
I am a post war baby and, my generation grew up to protest the wrongs committed by our government on its people. I marched for civil rights, I burned many a bra for women’s liberation and, I protested the Vietnam War. You would think I had my shit together, right? Not really.
                                                            
 
I am a product of immigrant parents. There were social mores that had to be followed: Children spoke only when spoken to; girls didn’t go to college, this was reserved for the sons of the family; girls were expected to get married, have children and, wait on their husbands.
My mother, who was years ahead of her time, was very outspoken, but she did not teach her daughters to speak out in their defense. I’m not sure why, especially since she was such a rebel, herself. When I was younger, I tried to avoid confrontation. And, because I wasn’t taught how to deal with conflicts I often found myself giving in to the will of others. I usually kept my opinions to myself. Then, I had my daughter.
                                                         

 
I don’t think I did this purposely, but I encouraged my daughter to be outspoken; to speak her mind; to stand strong in her convictions. I didn’t create a monster or a brat, but instead, I helped my daughter, who is the sweetest person on God’s earth, to know she had worth.
                                                             
 
My daughter knows her value and, she is priceless. I often wish that I could be more like her. I try and please everyone and keep the peace. That is not a bad thing, but sometimes, my feelings get stored in a box for the better of the team. My daughter once stood up to a biker and told him off so elegantly that she left the poor slob, speechless. He had insulted her sons. While I tried to calm everyone down, she stood her ground. She knows her worth.
                                                                
 
I guess what I’m trying to say to all you mothers of daughters is this: we are goddesses; it is our destiny to create more goddesses. Give your daughter a sense of her true value.

Tuesday, February 2, 2016

Help Me Save the Farm

                                                             
 
Hello my little zombie snacks. Steampunk Granny needs all of her friends to help me save a farm. This is the former home of farmers Tom & Alice Patterson. Built in 1837, it was occupied by farmers until the death of Alice Patterson in 2005. It should be preserved for future generations of farmers who will work the #PattersonFarm. Sign the petition for preservation.
                                                           
 
This is a working farm and heaven knows that we need more local farms producing organic food. I am putting out the call for help. I have been to this farm and it is beautiful. Do it for Granny! Save the farm from greedy developers. Below is some more information on the farm. Here is the petition  Please click and sign.
Patterson Farm in Bucks County, PA has been growing food for over 330 years. Support locally grown food. Help protect Patterson Farm by signing.
Farmers Thomas and Alice Patterson had REFUSED ALL OFFERS from developers. They wanted to preserve their farm. Lower Makefield Township officials used an Eminent Domain taking to obtain the Pattersons' beloved farm, paying the elderly landowners only a fraction of what developers had offered.
                                                            

ELECTED OFFICIALS PROMISED PRESERVATION BUT HAVE NEVER DEED RESTRICTED THE MAJORITY OF PATTERSON FARM. They have engaged in demolition by neglect, allowing the condition of the farm structures to decline, while collecting income from the farm. Now they support proposed zoning changes and Commercial development that will alter Patterson Farm forever, and may lead to the end of the farms use for agriculture. Selling and re-zoning any part of this irreplaceable farm is unacceptable. Before her death, Alice Patterson expressed her fears that elected officials would "ruin the farm." Help make sure that does not happen.
                                                              

Tillage of the land should continue in perpetuity for the benefit of present and future generations, as farmers Thomas and Alice Patterson had wished. The historic homes and barns should not be parceled off for sale or be demolished, but should be restored, as they are essential to the farms continuing use for farming. The farms' open spaces and agricultural use co-exist peacefully with neighbors, and with the native wildlife that inhabit its lush woodlands and serene wetlands. Please preserve Patterson Farm NOW!

P.S. Thank you supervisors Benedetto and Smith for having the courage to speak out in support of preservation.
 
 

Monday, January 25, 2016

Granny Needs Your Votes

                                                                  
                                          Battle of the Bands
I need all my little zombie snacks to help out Steampunk Granny. A member of my family, Frankie Granados, and his band, The Turnouts, are in a Fire Department Band Contest that is for fire fighters across the United States.
Not only is Frankie a fire fighter, but so was his father. Two of Frankie’s band members, Mark and Jeff, are Captains with the Tucson Fire Department.
You can only vote once, but that one vote will mean the world to me...and we do want to keep Granny happy because I have pet zombies.

The Turnouts are on the lower right block on page one. Click on their site and listen to their music. Awesome!!!
 


Now, click button at the top right to vote by adding your information. Don't make me send out my zombies!!

Friday, January 22, 2016

Walking the Tightrope of Friendship

                                                         

Family and friends help us to get through life in several ways: by supporting us in our dreams; by encouraging us to keep going when the going gets tough; by playing Devil’s Advocate and reminding us that our desired route may lead to a dead end, but most importantly of all, by being there for us when our world comes crashing down.
Most of the time, when we are hurting there is no shortage of support and shoulders to cry on, but sometimes our towers of strength might not be willing or able to console us when they are fighting their own monsters. Friendship is a game of give and take, but like a balancing game, if we’re not careful with our demands; the tower comes toppling down.
                                                               
Having a good friend is worth all the gold in the world. A friend is family that we get to choose. How would you describe a good friend? Let's play a game. Pretend that you are the CEO of a big company and you are looking for a partner or assistant. What are the qualities that the people applying for the job need to have?
                                                             
First requirement on that hiring list would have to be dependability followed by loyalty, honesty, patience, compassion and most important, a healthy dose of humor. Now say, after several interviews, you've chosen your business associate or assistant. What can they expect from you? You know you have to give as much as you take...so will you be loyal, honest, patient, compassionate and, laugh even when things go wrong?
                                                                  


I have sisters and I have a daughter, so growing up, my sisters were my best friends even though I did try to kill my sister Jane (the middle child) a few times or give her away whenever the opportunity arose after she was born.
                                                                   

Now that my daughter is grown, she has stepped out from the role of a child relationship into the role of a friend...but make no mistake, the rules of friendship must be respected even when dealing with family.
                                                               


I love all my friends, but my daughter and sisters laugh because I keep my friends in separate categories: Childhood friends, Academy of Natural Science friends, Writers' Group friends, Biff Bam Pop friends, Ghost Hunting friends, Steampunk friends, zombie squad friends, Angel friends...I love them all equally but see them for different functions. I would love to get them all together under one roof some day. What a fun event that would be

                                                               


You can have one friend or many...it doesn't matter...what matters is how you treat them and how they treat you. I look for friends who are forgiving of my faults (which are many) and, who enjoy my craziness and quest for adventure. The friends I have are all like that and, that is why I love them.

                                                                

What do you look for in a friend? 

Wednesday, January 20, 2016

Grand Opening of Comete Complexion

                                                          
                                                    
I meet the nicest people on Facebook. Through my many contacts, I was introduced to Comete Complexion an online site to shop for all you facial and hair needs.
                                               

All their ingredients are natural and are handmade with love by one Potions Master and apprentice. Their products are composed on organic and naturally occurring materials that help with a multitude of problems like acne, frazzled hair and, dry skin.
                                              

Now, I know you’re wondering if little ole granny used any of Comete Complexion’s products and I am happy to say that I did and I was very pleased with the results. The product that I decided to try was called Mandarin Peel Brightening Emollient. I loved the results and oils brought a natural radiance to my face and it made my skin soft to the touch. Steampunk Granny was quite pleased.
                                             

Check out Comete Complexion’s site and place your order. Tell them Granny sent you.  
http://www.cometecomplexion.com/products

Thursday, January 7, 2016

Yield Signs to the Enlightened Life

                                                           

When you’re behind the wheel of your vehicle and you come to a yield sign, what do you do? Do you ignore this traffic sign? Do you plow through oncoming traffic like you own the road... like the idiot that almost broadsided me today? Or, do you slow down and observe before proceeding on your merry way?
Why do we have yield signs? A yield sign calls on the driver to slow down and defer to oncoming or intersecting traffic. It’s there to make you aware of possible danger, and once the way is clear, to continue on your journey.
Life is full of signs and most signs are very helpful. They: warn, guide, inform and regulate. We are surrounded by signs in our physical world, but did you realize that there are traffic signs for the spiritual world, too?
                                                                 
                                                            
If we are like that guy in the silver pickup truck that whizzed past his yield sign and almost into me, then we are going to create a lot of heartache and problems for ourselves. Being cautious is not a sign of weakness, but a method of survival.

Enlightened Traffic Signs to help us:

Belief: Do we strive for a better us by believing that we are all worthy of love? And, if we are all worthy of love, then we must live and let live. Our Creator made us in HIS/HER image. The Creator wished for all of us to be free people, equal in all things, worthy of love.
Trust: Do we hold back because we are afraid of being hurt? Life is a chance; it always was, and if we don’t trust in ourselves, how can we trust others?
Knowledge: As long as there is breath in our bodies, we should never stop learning. We become stunted in mind and soul when we settle for what we think we know. We don’t know much. Read and research. Take classes; join groups that are interested in the arts, science or travel. Think outside of the box.
                                                          

Truth: They are many truths in the world, or so we think. But the soul knows and so does the heart what is truth and what is lie. Truth will never have to explain. It’s there for you to dissect. Lies must hide behind a curtain of illusion, the tale changing when caught under bright lights. If you are truthful in small things, you will be truthful in big things.
Honor: An honorable person will never destroy another’s self-worth. An honorable person will never bully or belittle or shame another person. Be someone that you can face in the mirror.
Duty: There are things in life that we must all do to survive. Unless you were born into wealth, we all have to work, pay the rent and care for our families. But who is our family? Are we talking immediate, extended...global? We have duties that need tending to not only for ourselves, but for the good of the planet. We must keep our bodies healthy and we must keep what goes into our bodies healthy. Right now, our planet is sending out many signs that it is sick. We are the cause. We can be the cure.
                                                           

Go organic. Eat non-processed foods. Keep yourself free of toxins. Protect the environment in your home and outside of your home. I'm talking nature. We are the caretakers of all the wildlife on the land, in the sea and, in the air. What happens in nature will happen to us. We are not above nature, but part of it. We can be wiped out as easily as the dinosaurs...not by asteroid or meteor...but by our arrogant sense of entitlement.
Mercy: We are only as strong as the weakest of us. Think about it... really think about it. We will not grow into our enlightened selves if we don’t protect the other humans who live on this world with us. Mercy is as important as love...and in times of war and famine...mercy may be more important.
Love: The most important of the road signs is love. We are unable to love another until we can love ourselves for who we are; exposed with all faults displayed. Only then can we love another without strings attached.
                                                             

And, if we claim to love a GOD, then we are forbidden to hate another of HIS/HER creatures. We don’t necessarily have to like our fellow man, but to strike them, terrorize them, enslave them, exploit them, or kill them, makes us unhuman and an affront to the universe.
                                                           
                                                        
So, as we all travel through this life, watch out for the Yield Signs that call for us to stop and observe and, before you pull into the oncoming adventure called Existence, look out for roadblocks and potholes better known as racism, greed, violence, pride, and aggression.

Tuesday, December 29, 2015

Frozen in Time

                                                        

I love the songs in Madonna’s Ray of Light Album. I think this album was written after the birth of her daughter. Madonna is still a wild child, but she is very maternal and I’ve always suspected sensitive to the spiritual world. One song, in particular, hit a cord with me, Frozen, and here are the lyrics

You only see what your eyes want to see
How can life be what you want it to be
You're frozen
When your heart's not open

You're so consumed with how much you get
You waste your time with hate and regret
You're broken
When your heart's not open

Mmmmmm, if I could melt your heart
Mmmmmm, we'd never be apart
Mmmmmm, give yourself to me
Mmmmmm, you hold the key

Now there's no point in placing the blame
And you should know I suffer the same
If I lose you
My heart will be broken

Love is a bird, she needs to fly
Let all the hurt inside of you die
You're frozen
When your heart's not open

Mmmmmm, if I could melt your heart
Mmmmmm, we'd never be apart
Mmmmmm, give yourself to me
Mmmmmm, you hold the key

You only see what your eyes want to see
How can life be what you want it to be
You're frozen
When your heart's not open

Mmmmmm, if I could melt your heart
Mmmmmm, we'd never be apart
Mmmmmm, give yourself to me
Mmmmmm, you hold the key

If I could melt your heart
Mmmmmm, we'd never be apart
Mmmmmm, give yourself to me
Mmmmmm, you hold the key

If I could melt your heart

Nice words, right. The melody is just as beautiful and, the song served as a Segway for this post on how we see the world around us. What is and what isn’t seen by the human eyes.
                                                               

What is it that we see or think we see that causes us to freeze up and disconnect from each other? We look at someone who is different than us: maybe they have tattoos; maybe they’re dressed in weird or scary clothing; maybe they’re skin is a shade darker, or lighter than ours and we give them a label to emphasize the difference, “THEM.”

By using only your eyes and not your mind or heart, we have with one stroke eliminated half the population from the collective “US.”
                                                             

 
By profiling a person, race or nationality using only the one sense, we are cheating ourselves out of evolving into a better “WE.”

I truly believe that the human race is still evolving, not as fast as we were meant to evolve; we are our own worst enemy. We, along with the entire universe, are connected as one. What happens here on Earth is felt on all levels; the cries of our children pulsate throughout the cosmos.

Our Creator made us to become like him. To be like him, we need to think like him and that simple act  of thinking like HIM puts to death all the hate spewed by organized religion.
                         
 
I read a book once called The Little Prince (Le Petit Prince) written in 1943 by a French aristocrat, writer, poet and pioneering aviator, Antoine de Saint-Exupery. There is one quote in the Little Prince that captured my soul the first time I read it. I think Madonna’s song is trying to say the same thing.

“One sees clearly only with the heart. Anything essential is invisible to the eyes.”

If we are to continue evolving, if we are to survive as a race, if we are to return to the stars from which we came, we need to use our hearts more often and open wide our minds. Only then will we fulfill our destiny and what the Creator intended for us.
Listen to the song.