This week my sister-A (first sister) came to visit me at Paradise Village. The Bayou Brothers Band did a concert here on Monday, May 20. It also happened to be the day that one of our residents here suddenly lost her young son, may he RIP. The band gave me a chance to play their "washboard", and it was my first time ever; I had always wanted to play one, so this time i got a chance. Partying with a band, for me, is like LIFE; ie. Heart, Soul, Breath, Energy, Zing, while simultaneously, someone else passes away....funny how this place works...
The following day we decided to go to Trader Joes in Hillcrest. We got a ride from a friend, and used SDMTS to get home. We ended up taking Bus 3 that goes to National City. (Euclid Ave Trolley Station/Orange Line) Normally I would go downtown and use The Blue Line, but we were exhausted and had 2 seats together, so we decided to take the L-----O-----N-------G----way home. There was a large black man on the bus, who loved his very loud voice. Maybe he thought he was amusing, or maybe he's mentally ill, or high on drugs. Then a woman got on the bus with her service dog; and the black man started barking, and the dog barked back. Naturally the bus driver told the woman she could not get on the bus if her dog was barking. The black man barked some more. There was about 8 other people on the bus and everyone knew not to look him, as he continued to provoke, not just the dog, but anyone else who could give him some attention. The woman with the dog sat down and without petting him, made him quiet. My sister and I were impressed. Soon the black man got vulgar and started using the F word and the N word, a lot, calling himself these names, as if he were making fun. As he continued to provoke, my sister went up to the bus driver and asked him to do something, that he was scaring us, and she did not want to intervene. So the bus stopped and the driver got on the phone and spoke to his chief. He was directed to stop the bus and asked everyone to stop talking, or he would not drive anymore. We sat there for about 10 minutes and the bus started moving again. Eventually the black man did exit, and some of us cheered, but, as he heard us, he went back onto the stairs and contemplated whether or not to get back on! My sister has told me about traveling abroad, and that no other country would allow that man to stay on the bus. Our laws here in So. California seem to embrace victim consciousness, and that's weak. Be that as it may, Memorial Day is a day of remembering our heroes that fought for our freedom, and freedom is not free. May we remember them, and those that loved our land, and fought to protect it. My dad was a veteran, and we all have memories of him, in our hearts.
My POINT in sharing this story is that we are in a time of massive changes and polarizing energies. Simply put, yin is receptive, and yang is how we act. Balancing our bodies' yin and yang is the key to health and wellness: The simplicity of knowing our bodies (which is not simple, but Chinese Medicine has a lot of clues...) and our LIFE; Including how we think and process our thoughts, our feelings, and emotions, and how we process light; how we see the world! I almost lost my vision, and it is very precious to me, to protect it. So please remember to pay attention to your body, and your senses! How you eat, the the taste of your food, and what you take in, and believe in, it all matters. PLEASE do self care, and get some acupuncture. Its powerful natural medicine; feeling good is the root cause of happiness. Check IN, and receive some acupuncture. It works, I believe it does.
**(if you have hemorrhoids, you can have your acupuncturist needle Du 1, but there's a MUCH nicer way to treat them; and that is, put CYPRESS (essential oil) on them, and they will get so happy, and go away. YES)