Sarah Kovac wrote a very interesting article for allparenting.com concerining Fetal Alcohol Syndrome entitled, Dads Can Also Cause Fetal Alcohol Syndrome. In it she writes,
“The researchers said the incidence of developmental abnormalities by alcohol use was ‘statistically significant,’” according to examiner.com. “They concluded that paternal alcohol exposure prior to conception causes developmental defects in the next generation. Transgenerational toxicity — a health effect that occurs when a pollutant or toxic substance passes from a parent to an offspring — caused by paternal alcohol exposure ‘is possibly mediated through alcohol-induced changes in sperm’ at the DNA level.” Continue reading Fetal Alcohol Syndrome – It’s Not All on Mom
Isn’t that the truth … how many people take their freedom of speech to mean they get to talk and say whatever they want but the minute someone opens their mouth and says something that contradicts or is in opposition to what they say – they turn it to “you have offended me.”
They use the freedom of speech as a two edged sword to benefit themselves. THEY have a right to express their opinions on anything but when someone else with a different point of view tries to do the same, then they are not also exercising their freedom of speech – they are accused to trying to take away the other persons freedom of speech. Continue reading Let’s be Offended
Noah’s story is ongoing with some sad set backs but also some valiant steps forward. What impresses me most is his incredible spirit and his desire to do everything he has the power to dream of. He cries with the pain, and yet picks himself up and goes forward. Can we hope for anything more? Can we ask for anything more?
But, his brother, Elijah, who remains in the same school responsible for the original bullying with Noah, has had his own incident. In this situation, a group of boys sharing a racial ethnicity, have become the bullies of the soccer field. They refuse to be broken up to play on separate teams and together they wreak havoc with each game. In this instance they bullied Elijah and threatened to kill his friend. Now we have bullying that has racial overtones and a much more serious threat. This happened in a school that advocates “zero tolerance” for bullying.
I have no idea why the police were not called in. Continue reading Bullying – Be Careful What Message Our Response Sends.
We have truly slipped over the edge and the fact people are sitting there, conducting their business with their serious faces on, is damn scary. Remember when you were a kid and something happened and you started to laugh hysterically at how absurd it was and then you realized that no-one else was laughing? You stop and then try to taper off the laughter looking into the faces of everyone else who is not only NOT laughing, they are looking at you like you are crazy? Remember that?
That was my reaction to all of this.
We have jumped from individuals who are unwilling to take personal responsibility for their own lives by deflecting and focusing on what is wrong with everyone else and what they should be doing, to entire groups doing it to one another, to now world wide legislation. People we are talking about controlling our speech and our very thoughts here. This may seem helpful or some awesome movement to some idiot somewhere but the greater long term cost is going to be immeasurably damaging. Continue reading Our “Not All Women Have Vaginas,” World.
I make no apologies for the F-bomb in this title. If there was ever an appropriate time to use it, it is now.
Our world is falling apart with wars and corruption, poverty and disease on a scale we have never seen before. We are fighting for our lives in so many arenas and it doesn’t matter one iota whether we are bleeding from the war or totally unaware as we flip through TV channels bemoaning that there is so little to watch.
The whole world is screaming out for us to wake up. Stop the insanity. Heal the world.
And what are we doing?
We are pushing each other away. We are lying and cheating . We engage in destroying one another on every level we can. Children are killing themselves with drugs, bored that the reality of life cannot compete with the action packed pace of a video game. They push and pull at their parents demanding money, holding their love and attention as ransom. “Do what we want or you will never see me (or your grandchildren) again. ”
“I hate you,” rings through the land. “I want nothing to do with you.”
Husbands and wives feed on one another. One moment they are everything to each other and the next – war! If financial investment somehow measured the strength of their unions, they would all be unbreakable. They marry with a ceremony whose cost could feed a whole community for a few weeks. They immediately collect the fancy house, a couple of cars and tons of clothes and jewellery. They vacation. They spend, spend, spend. And then suddenly, they no longer love. They don’t love less. They hate. They hate everything about the other person. The person they pretended to be while married, all the things they said about what they would never do to each other, they do . . . and far worse. They don’t care that they are being complete hypocrites. They do it to themselves and they do it to each other. Worst of all, they do it to their children. Continue reading What the FUCK are we Doing?
The Lion’s Share.
Last night on the news they covered more about the American Dentist who killed the lion, Cecil, for sport. I am not mentioning the hunter’s name here for a reason. The killer said that he did not realize the animal was known, or had a name, or meant anything to its country. If he had, he would not have killed it.
Doesn’t that sum up some people’s capacity (limitations) for love? Only if the victim was known to someone, only if they mattered – this is what provides value. Otherwise, it is a free for all for people like him. He decided according to his “sport” in that moment. He did not make sure, he did not research, he paid to kill a lion, he saw a lion, he killed it. Now he is asking for mercy for his family and decrying the cruelty of people to attack him and them over this. Again, because he, even being unknown to those strangers, matters . . . while the lion, does not. Continue reading
People look at the state of the world and ask how we got to be this way, as if they have no idea where the attitudes and thought processes come from that support a world going to hell, sans the hand basket at this point.
The world reflects the attitudes and practices of US! WE are the world. There is no separation of what we practice in our daily lives and what is going on around us.
This past week is a perfect example. A tragedy hit in our neighbourhood and a very small dog , the pet of two small girls, was killed by something. The father found the bloodied remains in his yard upon returning home late one afternoon. He shared the news with the local paper where it made front page. I presume he did so for a number of responsible, community minded reasons. There have been a series of attacks by animals over the past while, some identified as dog attacks, the others unknown. The owner of the dog assumes it was a dog attack but does not say why he assumed that, and no experts were called to establish that fact, and there are no other supporting facts offered in the story. Continue reading Don’t Ask Me How We Got Here.
“It is not the man who has to little who is poor, but the one who hankers after more.” Seneca, Letters from a Stoic
I am so appreciative for continual growth and expanding understanding. As I have aged I have come to realize how incredibly unimportant things are. I no longer care about acquiring more. I find that spiritually, I just want to reduce and simplify and focus on what is important . . . other people, the world around me, my connection to source.
The other day I was talking to my husband about winning a lottery and he shared that he would never want to win it. His reasoning was that we don’t need it, what would we do with it? It is true, we no longer have a list of things we want to buy. We focus on what we need, and that lessens and lessens. I said that I would still love to win it, because it would be thrilling to think of all the ways I could use it to bless the lives of others. I would give it all away, to people and to programs that would bless the lives of others. We both tried to think of things that we could buy and in the end, there really was nothing we needed, and neither of us have wants that involve material things.
I cannot tell you how incredibly freeing this feeling is and how much more meaningful life seems to me, once I was released from those chains of selfishness. It seems that once I was off that vicious endless cycle, I was able to truly appreciate what I do have. When I did that, I could see that I had more than enough. I let go of listening to advertisements telling me I needed to get a newer couch, a bigger house, a fancier car. Every day that I wake up I take time to look around me, to acknowledge how blessed my life is, to know I have more than enough, and to appreciate and care for what I do have. I am no longer me focused. I am not one giant appetite of need that defines what my life is about. Continue reading Today’s Food For Thought – The Art of Living Well
When I was a child I remember the first world issue I really took to heart which was the starving children in Bangladesh. I remember crying myself to sleep and writing poetry because the idea that children were starving to death instead of running and playing like I was – was so hard and unfair.
It was a concept, not a reality for me. I looked at pictures, separated with a glossy coolness between the reality and my world that allowed me a disconnect despite the tears. They were “over there” and I was safely “here.”
As I have grown, I have come to understand there are many countries where the mortality rate among children is high, due to violence and poverty. I have grown to understand that there are countries where many young people are killed due to violence and that there are countries where the young are expected to die, irrelevant consequences in ancient and financial tug of wars for religion and power, drugs and sex. Despite my tears and my concerns or even my actions on “behalf of” I am still protected by the label “third world countries” and my own privilege. Continue reading Be The Change