A good question

A little while ago I posted this question on my online group "Let's Chat"- What does it mean to live a good life? The more I thought about the question the more I realized what a good question it was. It is really sad that I can't inspire members of my group to communicate.

Now, back to the question- What does it mean to live a good life? I am aware that we, with the help of many other souls, programmed our human life, but the catch is, it involved a loss of memory of those plans. That doesn't seem fair does it? We entered this life without a road map or instructions. We don't even remember who in the heck we chose as our parents or siblings. 

I believe living a good life involves a big heap of faith in the unknown. I think we need to accept everything that is dumped in our life and do the best that we can to deal with it. No two people have the exact same experiences, nor should they. The purpose of living a human life, is to evolve one's soul. 

At the end of our human life It only matters how we chose to treat others and did we use every gift/tool we were given to help other souls evolve?

A push

Sometimes I think the universe goes to extremes to give us a push in the right direction. Because of the pandemic and instructions from the Governor to stay home I had stopped regular maintenance appointments with my chiropractor for the last six months. I was supposed to go in every 4-6 weeks or so just to keep things up to date. I stopped doing that, even though I knew she was doing everything possible to keep her patients safe from germs.

Because my knee was hurting to the point that I needed the assistance of a cane to walk I made that first appointment. It took a couple of weeks, but the pain I was having is way down now. If it hadn't been for the knee problem I probably wouldn't have made that first appointment. So this morning I am thinking maybe it was a push in the right direction from the universe! In any case I am grateful that I no longer need assistance to walk.

As things are opening up in my county, which is now turquoise according to the stats, perhaps it will be safer to gradually return to things from the past. Right or wrong I am also fully vaccinated too, which was another push from my primary care facility. 

An assumption

 I have come to the conclusion that Ancestry.com needs to grow up and get real! They seem to believe that if two people are the biological parents of a child that makes them married. That reason alone keeps me from adding people to my family tree. There are numerous reasons women choose to name the wrong person responsible for fertilizing that egg. Sometimes it is on purpose and sometimes it is an accident. In any case Ancestry is wrong to assume the two were married. Stop it!!

Family

Something came through on Facebook this morning that got my attention. It was a quote by Osho, an Indian guru. "There is no greater ecstasy than to know who you are." It got me thinking about people who were given up for adoption as babies and now want to know who their parents were. There are also rare instances of babies given to the wrong mothers in hospitals. These children grew up in families that were not really theirs. What happens when they reach adulthood and find out the truth? They could discover that parents and siblings they grew up thinking were biologically theirs really were not.What then, I wonder?

A couple of years ago I was asked by someone who had been adopted as a baby to help him find the name of his biological father. Through some searching, I discovered that his great grandfather was my great uncle. Going down the line of generations I found his answer. We are now Facebook friends and I welcome him as a cousin. All he really wanted was the name of his biological father. 

I am thinking that there are so many others out there, dealing with the same circumstances.They just want the truth. My question is, when they get their answers is it fair for them to expect to be included in the new family? I mean, they had a family growing up and now they want another one. Is that fair?

I wonder what our Creator had in mind when he/she allowed such a mix up? I know we all literally came from the same place and are all his children, but seriously, is this fair?

What now?

Yesterday I kept my appointment with my chiropractor to see what is going on with my knee. That was pretty much a waste of my time.This morning I still have the same problem. I have another appointment Thursday. It would be nice to see some improvement. I am really tired of this doctor passing everything off as age related. Seriously, things don't just stop working over night. There has to be a reason for the pain and I want to know what that is.

Help

It's been five days and my knee is still hurting. I have tried exercise, heat, extra strength Tylenol and massage. Nothing has worked. Not sure how much more of this I can take. 

The day has come

Today was the day for my second COVID shot.I didn't even have to wait this time. I went right in, filled out the paperwork and a few minutes later the shot was injected. While I was there I asked the nurse if the bruises I had been getting on my arm could be the result of the shots. She said no and I probably should get them looked at. So while I was in the building I asked if I could see my PA. Yup, I was in his office a few minutes later.

The first thing he did was give me a hug for getting my second shot. He knew from a previous phone call that I wasn't too happy about it. I finally decided to do it.

He didn't think the bruising on my arms was anything to worry about but, decided to send me to the hospital for a blood test that they didn't have the equipment to do.

So off to the hospital, right across the street I went. Getting into the building was a strange experience. The only way to enter was through the emergency room door. I was met by a uniformed man who did a little more paper work and then sent me to the lab for the blood work. Then I had to wait for the registration clerk to do her thing. Excuse me, but that took longer than filling out the paperwork to get my shot.

Finally I was waved to a window across the hall, where a lab technician filled out some more paper work.I was wondering if they were gathering fire wood!

At last I was ushered into a tiny room where I donated several samples of blood. I was then sent on my way, out what used to be the front door of the hospital.

All morning my left knee was hurting, making it difficult to walk. Not sure what is going on with that, but suspect it is being caused by my spinal stenosis. Oh well, that's what happens at my age. I am expecting tomorrow to be a better day, with no reaction to the shot and needle prick I had this morning.  

Born again

I just remembered this morning that my father died on Easter Sunday 1967, 54 years ago. I was living in California and he died in Seattle. I got a phone call from my mother with the news. While in bed that night I felt someone unseen sit on the side of my bed. Later when I mentioned the experience to my mother she said, my father was probably saying goodbye. It's one of those thing I can't prove, but it may be true. It was not the first unusual spiritual experiences I have had during my life.

4/ 3/ 21

Today's date offers a lot to digest. Maybe it is a blast off to a better life! I can see the possibility of new things happening. 

I can't help but think about the pandemic 100 years ago. The only person in my family who did not survive was my maternal grandfather. It makes me sad that I never had the chance to know him. He died when my mother was ten and I know it affected the rest of her life. If he had lived it would have certainly affected mine. Her step-father was the only grandfather I have known. I have never been able to find out anything regarding my paternal grandfather, except that he immigrated from Sweden in 1888 and died the year I was born.

On this weird Saturday before Easter I wonder what message 4/3/21 brings us.

Good Friday

People aren't quite as fearful as they were on Good Friday last year. The numbers are down, for the most part. It seems that the vaccinations are doing their part. Now if the people who don't believe the virus is real would just stop traveling and gathering in groups we might see an end to this mess. I love the expression, "stupid is as stupid does". 

I will be getting my second shot in three days, with the hope that it will not cause a reaction that I can't handle. When one has outlived cancer treatments for 32 years, a negative reaction to a shot in the arm is a joke! On this Good Friday 2021 I wish you all a pleasant Easter weekend. 

It is your choice

I am getting really sick of people posting on Facebook that shame others for either getting the vaccine or not getting it. It is a personal decision and nobody's business!! Why can't people just shut up and stop putting them in groups?!

I am so sick of people who think they have the answer to everything. It would be nice if these judgemental people would just live their own life and let everyone else do the same.