I think it was Robert Burns who wrote the poem, To a Louse, in which he said, “oh what good ere would do us to see ourselves as others see us.”
It was a statement prompted by a time he was sitting in church behind a local high society woman, decked out in her jewels, finery, and furs. A woman with a reputation for being so above the fray with reference to her high and mighty attitude toward others. What he noticed was that there were lice crawling around in the furs draped around her neck, which motivated him to write the poem.
After writing the blog “The French Connection,” I sent copies to several friends for feedback before entering the blogosphere. The thrust of my article was to bring attention to longevity by mentioning the wine compound resveratrol . One friend bought a bottle of wine and e-mailed me about the difficulty she had removing the cork. Another wrote about unpleasant experiences while visiting France.
In this age of information, there’s no excuse for anyone to remain ignorant about what’s going on in your life relative to your health.
There is a continuous proliferation of information about disease, health, and cures coming from a variety of sources like your television, radio, magazines, newspapers and books, just to name a few.
Just this morning I received information about the manufacturing of drugs in other countries. Appallingly, it was reported that the FDA inspects less than 3%. Then I read about the adverse effects of these drugs, which sometimes can even lead to death. Another article I recently read told about imported food that was grown domestically and was contaminated.
A few days ago, I took a trip up toward the mountains in Northeast Georgia.
The scenery was magnificent as we entered White County. The rolling hills and pastures were green and the cattle roamed and grazed on a beautiful spring day. I went back to the old granary in Helen, Georgia, for more stone ground corn meal, porridge, and grits.
In the areas of Gillsville, Lula, Mossy Creek and Cleveland live a number of pottery makers…a craft handed down as a sort of family tradition. Some are quite famous, like the Meaders family, who at one time were the only pottery makers in Georgia with pieces on display at the Smithsonian Institute. I recall back in the seventies going to Washington DC and visiting the Smithsonian Institute.
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I recently went for an eye checkup. The conclusion by the optometrist—no eyeglass prescription until I had cataract surgery.
Most of my life, I have steered clear of the druggist and the surgeon’s knife. I have an aversion to drugs and going under the knife. Never having any surgery, (except tonsils removed as a teenager), it seems lately I’m constantly running from doctors who want to replace parts of my body.
The eye examiner told me that the majority of people have cataract removal around the age of 60, and since I passed that milestone some time ago, he said I was lucky to have gone this long with out having it done. He suggested I might not have to wear glasses afterwards, because I seemed so healthy, and even seemed surprised I’m taking no kinds of medicine. I thought to myself if he had been reading all the reports I receive about the damaging effects of so many drugs on the market, he would be leery of them as well.
I do cook healthy meals, and take a lot of vitamins and mineral supplements. The other day I stayed on the computer so long I forgot to take supplements and when I went to bed, had leg cramps. I got up, took a potassium calcium-magnesium supplement, and fell asleep with no pain shortly afterward. I believe we must have everything in our bodies that’s in the Earth, including trace minerals of things like iodine and arsenic. I tell my body to let me know what it needs.
A few years back, I was craving asparagus, and that’s about all I ate for over a week. I read later that asparagus contains organic sulphur. Recently, all I wanted was eggs and cabbage, so I had eggs for lunch and creamed cabbage for dinner for several days. I read a report years ago that said both were comprised of organic sulphur. I do know silverware left with eggs on it will turn it dark, so there must be some mineral in it that causes that chemical reaction. My conclusion is that my body knows more about what it needs than many doctors…if I pay attention to it. I follow what my body dictates.
Nevertheless, parts do wear out probably due to some neglect along the way. About six months ago, I had surgery to remove some parts, add to others, and tack some up. After the optometrist explained the eye lens would be removed and replaced with another, I began thinking if enough was removed and replaced, I may wind up being a bionic woman. I could end up with radar eyes and electronic ears and have to be wound up like a toy when I get out of bed every morning.
Listening to all the flailing ranting and raving from politicians, and sometimes thinking if their head was the size of their brain they could wear a peanut hull for a skull cap, I wondered if some of their parts might need checking out for consideration of additions or replacements. But soon came to the realization they mostly need an annual attitude check-up.
One good ole country boy once said he was glad everyone did not think like he did because every one would want his wife. In that connection, it’s a good thing we all do not want what the politicians think we do. And paying more attention to our own innate intelligence, rather than everything doctors and politicians say, we would most likely be better off. At least I think so.
And if there’s anyone else out there who might agree with this premise, I would be delighted to hear it. Or, even if you disagree.
Let Freedom Ring!
JUST ME,
AC
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