My daughter of 5 and I listened to a sermon on sunday about essentially the power of words and the impact they can have on relationship reconciliation.
It is indeed profound to me at how she just got it : “I love you mommy” , ” I am sorry, please forgive me”. So easy for a 5 year old to snap and seemingly so impossible for older folk to get this simple simple concept.
The power of the spoken word is immense. As the preacher said God said of His own son : “this is my son whom I love”. If the God of the universe and of creations feels the need to speak such an obvious statement and was able to speak the universe into being how much more should we not speak out loud affirmation and love to our loved ones.
The sermon has literally come up at least 10 x since sunday in her little head and in such a positive way.
Words are tools- power tools. Most days I really underestimate them.
The heart is a fragile thing in most, and yet a hard nasty thing in some. The arts and art is a thing like beauty – in the eye of the beholder and the eye is the window to the soul.
The soul – now there’s a concept. What is that?
What are we? Chemicals, chemical reactions on millions of different levels? Hard physical hardware ? A mixture? What makes one man soft and one man hard? Or woman. Let’s not go all porn here we are talking the insides right, the chemicals.
One day when you die does your soul live? And how do we know that for sure this side of death?
Musings on a wednesday …
Oh to sit at the half way mark and watch both the beauty of south africa as well as the glory of our people both running and spectating. We are in truth a rainbow nation that deeply cares for each other across colour and culture and language and on comrades this is on display for the whole world to both see and experience. What a spine chilling, tingling and emotional few hours that really filled my tank with pure joy.
I then went and had lunch with my folks and watched some of the live footage on tv. The interview with Bruce Fordyce about Ann Ashworth was so heart rending. They were only expecting/hoping for the last gold medal and on the day she came out guns blazing and surprised even herself. To see his enthusiasm for her race and the joy of what transpired on the day, beautiful.
Our country is amazing and whilst we still have a lot to work through we are actually working through it. We are not pretending there is no elephant in the room. We are tackling daily life in south africa on a daily basis and working for the good of all.
Comrades day is our commitment to that process in action. Proud to be south african. And wow what a lady is our Ann.
The definition of a cough : Middle English: of imitative origin; related to Dutch kuchen ‘to cough’ and German keuchen ‘to pant’, Expel air from the lungs with a sudden sharp sound, kuchen : cough, hack, kuch: fit of coughing,.
A cough is a sound we make that has a deeper cause, like a post-nasal drip, a pneumonia or a bronchitis (blockage in the passageways), a problem with the nerve supplying the lining of the lung, asthma, smoking, a lung tumour, gastric reflux etc. So in my humble opinion cough syrup as such is a little bit like using an antibiotic to treat a viral infection. One needs to treat the cause of the cough. Once one gets to the root of the problem and treats that the kuchen will go away.
What is a cold? A cold usually implies a viral infection of milder intensity that the “flu”. So many people say I have the flu please give me an antibiotic. Well! Antibiotics DO NOT touch viruses for starters and “the flu” is not the common cold or a bacterial infection like a sinusitis or a bronchitis.
Cold viruses :
- human parainfluenza virus.
- Human metapneumovirus.
- coronaviruses adenovirus.
- human respiratory syncytial virus.
A virus is a tiny little living thing of genetic material that infects you. It is vastly different to a bacteria.
(yes do not confuse your google search with 27 years of study…)
Cold viruses generally do not kill you.
However the flu viruses of which there are also many amongst them swine flu and the influenza virus CAN kill you. So that is why we have a flu vaccine. It is so that you don’t get one of the virulent viruses that can kill you. Yes you may still get a cold virus or a bacteria (that is not part of the flu vaccine) …but it will NOT KILL you. Get it???
I spent the past 3 days on a slack pack through the Dargle forests with Julia Colvin and Jonathan (Italian surname) and a few other SNAFU’s that greatly help her with all the organisation it takes. Spekboom is a relatively new company but Julia is not new to traversing beautiful ground.
We had the absolute best “bathing in the forest” adventure possible. Nine ladies on the hike and what a wonderful time of awe and wonder (and a lot of blood sweat and sore feet) but how worth it – can not be quantified what this kind of thing does for the soul.
The sole on the other hand – she takes a beating. (Especially when you discover on the friday that your boots have literally gone walking and you now realise that the old pair of running shoes will have to suffice).
If you are in need of soul food, a little piece of heaven for the soul I would highly highly recommend this. The food was phenomenal, the company was glorious, the views breathtaking and the general injection of delight into ones being simply unquantifiable.
the view from up above
a very old boom
2000 year old boom
I have a patient who is a type 1 diabetic and that patient has a cat who is also type 1. Needless to say they are both on insulin. Now if you thought that is it hard to dose a human try dosing a cat or a dog with insulin. It’s so hard and the margin for error is SO big.
These 2 patients have cut their insulin dose by half and halved their hypos by having kefir three times a day.
Then I came across an article in the Journal of Diabetes (South africa) about the gut bugs and diabetes. It mentions how important gut bugs are in terms of metabolic functioning – normal functioning as well as disease. It concludes by saying that “gut microbiota represents an exciting field with novel therapeutic potential”.
I say you have nothing to lose. Give it a try.
some times frogs boil
some times minds foil
sticks and stones can not hurt nearly as much as words, ever
some times I wish I lived in the land of never never
hearts beat strong
lives live long
and actually sometimes there is even a king kong
the crashing waves of hurt subside
and peace can become the normal tide
life is a pulse
a heart beat or two
so simple yet so complex
rather not be constantly vexed
peace is a path
our lives a tapestry recorded and finite
choices all ours and have an impact into eternity
weird to think
sometimes a heart sink
and yet a choice
let peace be your choice