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Magnesium is an essential nutrient that keeps us clam. The GABA receptors in the brain require magnesium to do their job, which is to switch off the stress. When we are low in magnesium our bodies respond with insomnia, daytime jitters, and other unpleasant symptoms. This uncomfortable situation can be addressed by taking supplements. Another way to introduce extra magnesium into the body is by bathing in epsom salts. I have used them for foot baths when I have sore feet, and occasionally for tub baths, but now I am trying a new technique to improve my sleep. By using honey before bed I have made some improvements in deeper more uninterrupted sleep. Last night when I woke to let the dog outside at 2 in the morning I decided to try a bath recipe I saw to test the effects. It was nothing short of spectacular.
I ran a hot bath and used about 1 and a half cups of epsom salt, about 1/2 cup baking soda, and 2 cups strong ginger tea. The ginger makes you sweat while you are in the tub, and for a few minutes after you exit. The recommended time for maximum benefits is an hour, but I was falling back to sleep in about 20 minutes. I did fall deeply back into dreamland and awoke this morning feeling very well rested. My fitbit reports that I had a very good night of sleep, just over 8 hours.
This is such an easy and pleasant cure I plan to incorporate it into my routine every day. One of the effects one can expect to see is lower blood pressure. Pharmaceutical drugs are one reason we become magnesium deficient in the first place. I don’t take any drugs and hope to stay that way. Isn’t it good to know that both insomnia and high blood pressure, very common today, can often be completely cured in the bathtub? Have you used epsom salts to get a better night’s sleep, gentle reader? I highly recommend it. The addition of the ginger adds anti-inflamatory properties, again an easy and cheap cure for the entire body. There are no harmful side effects, and the evidence shows that this bath might be just what the doctor should have ordered.
Apple has rolled out the new streaming music subscription service. They are offering it for a three month’s free trail to everyone. I decided that there is no reason not to use if for three months. I also determined right away that I would not want to pay $10 a month for this, so I have already disabled the future paid subscription. My friend Carolyn Nicander at the Wonders of Tech blog taught me all the important things I need to know, such as turning off the subscription before I am charged. If you are considering it, do read her informative post to help you navigate wisely. One important point she makes is that the phone uses data minutes to stream the music when not connected to WiFi. This could make a big difference for some people.
My iPhone 4 will not be able to upgrade to the new operating system, meaning I can not have it on my phone. I downloaded it to my iPod touch, which I use liberally. Since this is my second day I have only tried a couple of playlists and beats radio. The playlists for cooking and chilling sound interesting. I wonder how well the music for various activities will suit my own taste. I have saved barbecue music playlist to test this idea. The playlists are curated by DJ’s and music critics and writers. This feature will be the most interesting to me, I believe. However, I am a happy customer of Amazon Prime. The music service already included in my Prime membership is loaded as an app on my phone. I use it daily since I started trying it, adding new material a couple of times week to my cloud collection. I can start to delete some if I decide I have heard them too often. My Amazon strategy is to add and then select shuffle recently added songs. This gives me all I need in a streaming service without paying extra. Apple service works in a similar way, giving you access to the tracks you select for your own collection . When I quit the Apple service all the material I have chosen will be lost, so I am not bothering to download anything. I am using this free time to discover and or remember artists and genres I like to hear. If I like them enough I can always buy their material. I still do that.
Are you using Apple Music yet? What are your impressions of the service? I think it is well worth the zero dollars I will pay for it. I am thrifty, but not cheap. I plan to live it up for the next three months and then happily go back to my Amazon app.
My 5th great-grandfather was a Presbyterian minister from Scotland who served as chaplain in South Carolina during the Revolutionary War. The Presbyterians were active during the war because they had no love for the Brits or their religion. The following passage gives us insight into his early life:
The following is a sketch of the life of Rev. Robert Miller, which according to Minos E. Miller was written by himself and which was copied from the original by Hugh Reid Miller several years before the Civil War.
“I was born of religious and creditable parents, my father possessed of a small fortune in land not far from where I was born. Early they bestowed an education upon me. At nine years of age I went to school to Mr. Patrick Reid, Schoolmaster, at Aberdeen, and then began to read Latin. Continued at school with some few intermissions till I was about the age of eighteen. I then proposed to apply myself to some lawful calling, for support in the world and to [?] daily bread. Being engaged with a Physician in aldy, he desired my father to send me to school to learn Greek, to qualify more for the business I was engaged in. I therefore went to school; and in the meantime contracted such a desire to stay still at school, my father consented, and after I had read Latin and Greek some time, he sent me to the college, where I continued till I had gone through my studies in Philosophy, after which by the advice of some, I applied myself to the study of Divinity, and attended the Lectures of the Rev. Mr. Mear Mon[?] Professor of Divinity. In which Profession I made such Proficiency, as at last, after trials by him, was approved and presented by him to the Presbytery for future trials; after going through the ordinary course in the Presbytery of Edinburgh.
I pretty early began to think much, and was privileged with the blessing of a valuable gospel minister, as well as a pious example set before by my parents, with many good advices and instructions from both. I went along to a solemn occasion at Glendovan, when I heard Mr. Wardrobe preach upon that text, Eph. 6:13-14 “having done all to stand, stand therefore,”
Patriotism depends on the sentiment at the time. When Protestant thinking set Europe on a path toward political change, the wheels started rolling toward America. The Brits represented the past and corruption of religion. Factions create patriotism. It is an emotional trend that surpasses logic. My very badass 5th great-grandfather was an example of early American patriotism. His descendants would fight for the Confederacy against the United States. After the Civil War those descendants moved to East Texas to start new lives and found a Baptist church. Religion played a strange part in all that patriotic and anti-patriotic behavior. I still do not grasp how heavy-duty Christians own slaves. Today patriotism comes dangerously close to fear and suspicion of foreigners and nothing more.
Rev. Robert Miller (1730 – 1821)
is my 5th great-grandfather
Margaret Miller (1771 – 1853)
daughter of Rev. Robert Miller
Philip Oscar Hughes (1798 – 1845)
son of Margaret Miller
Sarah E Hughes (1829 – 1911)
daughter of Philip Oscar Hughes
Lucinda Jane Armer (1847 – 1939)
daughter of Sarah E Hughes
George Harvey Taylor (1884 – 1941)
son of Lucinda Jane Armer
Ruby Lee Taylor (1922 – 2008)
daughter of George Harvey Taylor
Pamela Morse
I am the daughter of Ruby Lee Taylor
SGT. ROBERT MILLER, CHAPLAIN IN THE AMERICAN REVOLUTIONARY WAR 1) Sgt. Robert Miller served as a Presbyterian minister, in civilian life. During the American Revolutionary War, he served as a Chaplain. The photo above is from an online pamphlet which is short, and easy to read. It gives a good overview of how the people of the Presbyterian Church in America played a vital role in the American Revolutionary War. It also explains how the Protestant Reformation of the 1500’s in France, led to Protestant French Huguenots emigrating away from France and over to England, Scotland, and other countries in Europe. Later on some of their descendants left Europe and immigrated into America. The Protestant religions in America have always had deep roots to the northwestern area of France, especially the area around the Province of Normandy. This can be puzzling, and complicated. One connection can be seen between the various Protestant religions in the USA, leading back to the work of a young man who was named Jehan Cauvin. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Calvin He was born in 1509 in Noyon, Picardie, France. When he grew up, he lived in Switzerland, where he was known as John Calvin. His religious ideas had a profound effect in many other countries in Europe, such as Germany and the Netherlands. Perhaps this is part of the reason why America has always had such a complicated relationship with France, especially in times of war. The photo of the ebook is entitled: Presbyterians and the Revolution. By the Rev. W. P. Breed. Published 1876 by Presbyterian Board of Publication in Philadelphia. The copyright on this book has now expired, and it is now in the public domain. Source: https://archive.org/stream/presbyteriansrev01bree#page/82/mode/2up/search/pickens *** 2) Here is a link to a short article that provides a good background history for Mecklenburg County, NC and the counties to the south of it in SC during the American Revolutionary War. Rev. Robert Miller was in a part of SC that saw some serious fighting, to the east of Abbeville County. The article can be found here: http://www.sciway3.net/clark/revolutionarywar/1780-Huck_noframes.html The title of this article is “THE 1780 PRESBYTERIAN REBELLION AND THE BATTLE OF HUCK’S DEFEAT” by Sam Thomas, Curator of History, Culture & Heritage Commission of York County. *** 3) There were many different families named Miller who lived in Scotland in the 1700’s, and they are virtually impossible to untangle. Many of these families appear to have adopted the last name of Miller as a means of indicating a political alliance, and they did not originally use the family surname of Miller/Millar. Family surnames were not used in Europe prior to the 1800’s the same way they are now used in modern Europe and in America. People were much more casual about their last names back then, and many families changed their last names in order to indicate the geographical place where they lived, or what political group/clan they were affiliated with at the moment. When Rev. Robert Miller immigrated to America, he visited Bucks County, PA, which was located near Philadelphia, PA and Baltimore, MD. Bucks County was a popular area for Presbyterian immigrants from Scotland and Ulster to settle in colonial America. At least three early Presbyterian settlements were in Bucks County, PA: the HUNTER SETTLEMENT, NESHAMINY, and the IRISH/CRAIG SETTLEMENT. See memorial page number 129350647 for a history of the area, including some links to ebooks. Rev. Robert Miller married a young lady whose parents lived near the Scots-Irish settlement of NESHAMINY, PA. Her name was Jean Pickens. They were married in Paxton Township of Bucks County, PA, which was about halfway between the HUNTER SETTLEMENT to the north, and the town of NESHAMINY to the south. Later on the name of this part of Bucks County, PA changed to Northampton County, PA. After he and his bride married in PA, they joined a large Scots-Irish expedition of colonists who moved down to a new Scots-Irish settlement called the Waxhaws, around the year 1751. His in-laws were part of the same expedition. At the time the Waxhaws was located in Anson County, NC, but later on the boundary survey between NC and SC was determined to be incorrect. At that point the Waxhaws became part of Abbeville County, SC. During the American Revolutionary War, he served as Chaplain in his brother-in-law’s military unit in SC. Presbyterian ministers played a vital role in the war. In addition to playing a role as a Chaplain, many of them were also elected by their men to serve as active duty officers. They were popular leaders, who were good at planning and strategy. *** 4) 300 ACRE LAND GRANT “34. Land plat for ROBERT MILLER for a tract of land containing 300 acres and surveyed by Patrick Calhoun 7 DEC 1762 on the waters of Long Cain in the county of Granville, said Long Canes being waters of the Savannah River and lands bounded by the lands of the Hamilton Grant and by lands of Robert Pickens. “I am sure that this must be the Rev. ROBERT MILLER who came first to the Waxhaws and later to Abbeville on the Long Canes. He was for a time in Tennessee and as a Presbyterian minister. He was married to Jane Pickens sometime prior to 1758. (Land grant indicates a wife and 4 children.)” Author: LEONARDO ANDREA Source: http://trees.ancestry.com/tree/15555824/person/20076042723/storyx/2ac4d7e4-69de-4719-b4f8-c9e7851c3f86?src=search *** RIP Added by: MarthaHopscotch 9/05/2014
It is time for the Food Conspiracy Coop’s eat local challenge. The concept is key to saving the planet in my opinion. I do some gardening and shop at farmers’ markets, but I can’t say I eat 100% locally grown or produced food. When I turn my attention to this challenge, as I have in the past years, I notice how much I still buy in jars and bottles. By shipping my food around in heavy glass containers I add to the cost, but not really to the value, of my selections. I make an effort to use less and less from jars, and I very rarely buy any product in a can. If I can start form scratch I prefer it. Some condiments and ethnic delicacies are beyond my abilities to create at home, so I take pleasure in selecting tasty treats from foreign lands that are either a new sensation, or a serious favorite from the past. Truth be told some of those exotic pricey packaged products are sold at the coop along with locally sourced groceries. That is why the 1-14 of July is an extra special time to head down to Food Conspiracy.
First Fridays are always a day of 10% discounts throughout the store. This month in addition to that discount, all local foods will be on sale for 10% off for two weeks, 1-14 July. This is a chance to kick start the local eating habit with some helpful discounts. A contest will also be held on instagram. Using the hashtag #TucsonEatsLocal, and tagging @foodconspiracy contestants can enter shots of gardens, markets, and dishes prepared with local ingredients to win prizes. The t shirts and $50 gift certificate to the store are cool prizes, but the real prize is the satisfaction of starting a habit that is good for everyone. If this concept caught on in a big way factory farming would become obsolete. Processed foods would give way to fresh and organic because the costs in the long run are lower. By participating in the eat local challenge we bring our attention to how easy it is to do. Have you ever tired to be a locavore, gentle reader? Some places it is much easier than others. I still have citrus vodka I made from our fruits last winter..waste not want not.
Earlier in the year I made a plan to provide a spa vacation to myself without leaving town this summer. My dog needs me frequently, and the heat is now upon us, so the stay in town has evolved into stay home in the air-conditioning most of the time. I am happy I had started with a plan because the dog care giving could be a depressing situation without it. She is resting most of the time without any apparent pain. I spoke to my cousin this week who is dealing with the end of life issues of her dad. This conversation reminded me how, although the loss is sad and similar, the parent care is a lot more complicated than pet care. I am lucky to have the time and means to be able to stay home with my dog to make her comfortable. I have made some changes to my original plan:
What has been working well at my stay at home spa is the fun with food prep and the use of helpful apps that track my movement and pace. I started using Endomondo while I was still walking outside each morning. It uses GPS to measure distance and speed. I find that my speed dancing a mile is the same as walking outside for a mile. The fitbit has been very helpful to increase my sleep at night, even though I get up for the dog many times. I now use honey to deepen my sleep. By trying the honey method I have increased the average time I sleep each night. This is a very important aspect of keeping my mood positive. With enough movement and enough sleep I can withstand all kinds of stress.
I am also taking advantage of this time to be creative in my own kitchen. I am making new recipes and trying new techniques I have learned from the food preppers. I made refrigerator pickles for the first time. This could be a really fun little hobby as well as a tasty way to keep food from spoiling. I am also working my way through all the chilled soups that look good to me. I have time to write, read, to work on my family history, or do whatever feels good at the time. This too shall pass, but for now I am making it work and reminding myself of the comedy and creativity available to us in life.

White House
The United States is reeling from yet another mass shooting. The prayer group interrupted by violence is etched into the soul of the country, no matter where we live, no matter what our own religious affiliations. The idea that sanctuaries are not safe is a chilling reminder. While the world watched the church showed the meaning of Christianity and compassion. The city of Charleston displayed solidarity and strength in the face of the tragedy in one of the most significant structures in town. This flow of forgiveness and faith witnessed from the victims’ friends and families has been powerful in its simplicity. They managed to overcome the natural feelings of betrayal and loss by practicing what they preach. They defer judgement to God and pray for peace that surpasses all understanding. I am overwhelmed with gratitude to the congregation of Mother Emmanuel for teaching the country how to mourn, and how to move past sorrow into great compassion. We all need to heed this lesson. These people seem like saints, and indeed they may be. They have a powerful message of hope for us. Nothing is black and white. Nothing is really even under our control. Remember the first commandment when you think you might need to right some wrongs…this is clearly not your personal job.
Meanwhile, right before Gay Pride Weekend in many parts of the country, same sex marriage has become the law of the land. With rainbows flying and floating and projecting everywhere the party to celebrate these new civil rights began. The rainbows appeared early in the morning on Friday and by nightfall the projected rainbows fell on buildings and natural wonders of the world. Other countries celebrated with us by lighting structures to tweet with the hashtag #LoveWins. Twitter supplies a rainbow heart for each #LoveWins, adding to the colorful festive digital fiesta. I found the switch from our black and white racial and political divides to an all out rainbow nation to be refreshing. We need to have a reason to be proud, to embrace the happiness of others, and to actually celebrate equality. Rainbows signify our diversity and our harmony. Let us keep the faith that this nation still has the spirit and the will to make sure that #LoveWins in our future.
The Aztecs worshiped the sun, but in Arizona we worship the rain. Our rainy season is dramatic and somewhat predictable. Summer heat draws moisture up from the Sea of Cortez to form clouds. The monsoon season lasts from late June until August, shifting slightly from year to year. Winter rains are scattered at best, but in the heat of our dry summer we are guaranteed to get some rain. Tropical style thunder storms fly around, dropping a big loads of water and filling the sky with lightening. They can be dangerous because of lightening strikes. Almost every year someone here is stuck by lightning on a golf course. The most severe safety issue that comes with rainy season is flash flooding. Washes fill with water and swell so quickly that anyone in the bed has to hustle in order to avoid being swept away. The rivers that flow through the city can flood the banks and cause damage along the shore, but normally it just carries debris and silt down from the mountains rapidly. Hiking this time of year carries with it risk that other seasons just don’t have. There is erosion of the soil because the surface becomes so compacted that the rain does not sink into the earth when it begins to rain. If we are lucky we will have many afternoons that run in to thunder storms for a few hours. It is rare that it would rain all day. These tropical events are short and sweet.
I catch water from my roof in a rain container in my backyard. It is empty and ready to receive. For those who live in cloudy places it is hard to explain the full significance of these first glimpses of our holy rainy season. It holds promise and humidity for the future. We know that we spend more water resources than we can afford, but for a brief period every summer we can immerse ourselves in storms and lightening, floods and washes overflowing. Water, water, everywhere….but not for long. Here is to a glorious monsoon that sinks into the ground and makes everything bloom with happiness.
June 24th is the special day honoring the fates. Fors, an ancient Roman goddess of luck was merged with Fortuna, the abundance goddess to create Fors Fortuna, the trifecta of luck. In neutral aspect this goddess functions in three distinct ways:
These three show shadow aspects when they are not honored. They become the Furies:
The fate sisters, in good moods and bad, share one eye and one existence. The saying blind luck may come from this idea. Fortune, by its very nature, can go either way. If it were stable rather than fickle it would cease to be luck. You may have some rituals or beliefs about good and bad luck that you rarely examine. This year on the 24th of June take some time to contemplate the role of luck in your life. What does the phrase “There but for fortune go you or I.” mean to you?
Men and women have coexisted in inequality for all of history. Treatment for women around the world is just now starting to bring the female population out of slavery to the male population. The serious wounds to culture, development and education can be healed, but only through a process of patience and forgiveness. In the developed world we struggle for equal pay, but in the third world females have a very hard time getting an education or determining their own fate. How do we make a path that will lead to respect and appreciation for both sexes in our societies? There are economic barriers as well as political practices that impede progress toward equality. Cultural beliefs about roles and appropriate careers change slowly without outside help. Figures show that educating women and making small business loans available to them is the best way to jump start local economies. Many great examples are popping up around the globe. Still, Boko Harum kidnaps and marries school girls. Violence against women continues, as does slavery and sex trafficking.
Tomorrow is Fathers Day, a time to commemorate the contributions of all fathers living and dead. I am extremely grateful all my forefathers survived in order that I might exist. I wonder about their politics. I have studied them throughout history and wonder about their secrets and inner beliefs. There is evidence of discord in some of my family history, between husbands and wives, but there are also examples of dedicated and happy families (according to history). My family was probably about average on the bliss and harmony scale.
I was fortunate to be born a boomer because women’s liberation as a socio/political movement in the United States gained momentum when I was a teen. I can clearly remember calling my father a male chauvinist pig when I was in high school, only partly joking. My parents wanted no liberation for my mother, but had mixed feelings about my own. They always said I could achieve anything, but still focused on dress code more than education. My mom scored some liberation in her 60’s because my parents took up hot air ballooning. Ruby was not only the ground crew, a sometime pilot, but most importantly, she could sew the balloon when it was damaged. My parents were exposed to younger people in the ballooning circles, and I noticed that my dad needed her as an equal in that situation. He started to treat her with a bit more respect in the balloon days. They were born in the 1920’s, so there was only so far they could be expected liberate. I suppose they went as far as they could toward equality.
My father had a stroke and pretty steep decline of his facilities which left him unable to handle finances. The problem was at that time my mom had never balanced their checkbook, let alone had any understanding of the investments/insurance/retirement plans they had. She was not really in shape to learn everything about finances at age 78. She learned Quicken and began to do the bill paying and simple tasks. I convinced them to move to Tucson to a retirement home so I could keep an eye on them. This worked well for a while until my dad’s health took another serious dive. He was in the hospital, looking very much like he might die when I asked him about his estate. He told me to ask his accountant. I called and learned that his accountant had no idea what all his assets were, or where they were. Neither did my dad. He did survive that scrape and lived for a few more years, but the crisis gave me the opportunity to find out that:
This reality hit me like a brick when I was already emotionally stressed about my dad and his near death. I managed to help them get their assets into a trust. By then they had to have separate property trusts drawn up to protect my mom from my father’s deeply speculative dealings. This was expensive, but the alternative was divorce after more than 60 years to protect my mom. The oil properties had to be legally described and placed into trust, then he stopped paying the cash calls. His lawyer told the partners he had nothing to contribute, which was true. Finally after about 3 years of negotiating the partners let him out of his obligations. I have no idea what happened to all the wells, but the deed was signed in Texas the day after my dad died in Tucson. His final act on earth was to be released from that piece of bad judgement.
My father believed that the price of oil could never go down over time. He plunged more money that he rationally had into that belief because he was a petroleum engineer. He had no financial sense, and by the time he started buying into those wells he had no sense of any kind. My mom had no protection and no way to guess how wacky his finances had become because he stayed in charge after he was incompetent. From that experience I learned a lot about finances and investments. Not only did I help them put their house in order and in trust, I put all my assets in trust. I am happy I learned enough to save my mother’s financial fate, and possibly my own. This Father’s Day I honor my dad and all his forefathers. Here’s hoping that their ideas of patrimony fade, for everyone’s sake.
Some very good examples were set for me early in life by teachers in school. My high school choir director extended great praise and patience to all his students. When you think about how awful a chorus of high schoolers can sound …..most of the time, this man was a true saint to struggle through each number until we finally could sing it. He loved music, and was still willing to hear it massacred year after year, day after day. He was generally good natured, and very dapper in his fashion. He was by far the best dressed teacher we had at our school, and seemed to be the most sophisticated somehow. He was generally fun and upbeat, but insisted on discipline in class. When he was upset with us he would say “Frank, C., Elephant, Coulter never forgets an infraction.” His stern delivery of that line was always enough to handle any issue. We never actually witnessed the elephant bring up past offenses. He worked to make our roles in the choir a constant source of pride and mutual understanding. He taught us all the value of practice, precision and harmony. He was a living example of patience as virtue.
As an adult I have been very fortunate to study in person with His Holiness the Dalai Lama of Tibet. He came to Tucson in September 1993 for a teaching on patience. That was my first introduction to the meditation practices of Tibetan Buddhism, which are complicated to say the least. I studied for a year previous to his visit to get some background and study under my belt before he arrived. He covered a lot of material and empowered us to Green Tara, all of which was new to me. The crash course was not intended to convey the entire teaching in a few days, but to instill the value of practice. Like my high school choir director, His Holiness teaches all kinds of people who have no previous experience or ability to meditate. He teaches each person and group from scratch, using the ancient texts on the Bodhisattva’s way of life. He reaches each mind according to the readiness of the student to comprehend. One question he took from an audience member was about the best way to begin a personal meditation practice. His answer was simple. He told her, “Be nice.”
Since 1993 I have made efforts to be nice, and have recognized that it is easier said than done. To transform anger into patience is the ultimate practice. If anger has no hold on your mind you are free. If what bothers you about people and life can be surmounted by a practice of patience in all things, you have reached Nirvana. This teaching, so pure, simple and true, provides a lifetime of practice. He taught us that the folks in your life who make you angry also teach you patience. They provide a special gift without which we could not become enlightened. Nipping anger in the bud, transforming it into patience, is compassion in action. Anger may be a natural sentiment, but it is helpful to nobody, least of all to the person who harbors it. Compassion is a conscious choice, starting with one’s own inner demeanor.
Each month on the 20th a round of compassion is raised here. Please join #1000Speak to add your voice to the choir.