Farewell 2012

With the Queen's Jubilee and the Olympics 2012 was a year I knew would be good but I did not know just how much I would also go splat and learn so much. The weather let me down a bit as I had been promising for some years our strange weather pattern was saving itself for the glorious summer of 2012. Despite the rain, it was still a glorious summer as a result of the collective glory from the Olympics. And when I say Olympics I automatically include the Paralympics, both of which I have been addicted to watching for over a decade now.

The splat parts of the year have been extra splatty though at the time the lessons were not wasted on me. I've come out more bolshy and stronger, feeling like I know a bit better who I am and what I am prepared to accept which surely has to be a good thing.

This is the year the answerphones were switched off. After all, if they are not being attended to for some strange reason then just switch them off until such time they are worth having in place. There is not much point in people thinking they are being ignored when they are not, it is just that I am not coping.

There are other things in my life that need switching off and I will get to those in due course. This year it is plain as plain can be that life is to be lived in the here and now. Sure there is still hard work and plans laid down but not at the exclusion of enjoying the journey with loved ones.

As much as I knew that 2012 would be quite a year, I have a strong feeling that 2013, my 50th birthday year, will be even more of a year. The year when we wipe our slate clean of all debts and my shoulders are relieved of the worry. When ironically the debts go that I earn more that could even enable us to travel and go places together. There is so much more good that I can not even contemplate, I just know it in my bones.

This is the last day of the Holidailies 2012 project so I shall be posting a whole lot less, though still posting. I can't believe I managed to complete the one a day posting schedule! When I look over some of the writings of fellow bloggers on this project I can not help notice how much the project has reminded people of the joy of blogging or journaling. Blogs that have been unattended have been stirred up; bloggers that have been elsewhere on other formats have returned albeit for the duration. I have only recently returned to blogging myself so this worked out well. A little less often and more quality suits me better as there is nothing like the reflection and expression one gets from journaling publicly even though I am incognito.

Here is to 2013. A year of more changes. May it be gentle and kind as we learn the next lessons in our lives.

Family time

Another family gathering around our dining table, more eating, a little drinking, sharing of tales about this and that with thoughts for the year ahead. A large homemade tiramisu punctuates a round of Balderdash full of mirth. Being drink free I am the nominated driver for the night, driving from my own house twice in different directions. The roads are dark and surreal with their lack of traffic. I feel out of sorts in the blackness, thinking about life, mortality and making the most of every moment. Life is too short not to live each precious second with as much joy as is possible. For the penultimate day of 2012 the lessons of this year continue thick and strong.

Music of life

It may be a job and one that has to be worked at a great deal, it is still a gift. Playing music and bringing it to the lives of others. For the pleasure and the sheer enjoyment. To feel the rhythm and the vibration. Stirring up memories and creating new ones. And then there is something else that I witnessed today. After a short impromptu private performance for a few friends the musician stood up to pack away and then invited the teenaged son of the house to come and try the instrument. He was up like a flash to try and he did a pretty remarkable job of creating some beautiful sounds. He asked relevant questions and listened to the answers. Then we were told how much the instrument had cost: near the price of a small house! Which gave even more value that the young person was allowed to hold and play this divine work of art.

It was a beautiful moment in time to be cherished and I am grateful for the friends and people in my life.

Hydrogen Peroxide Therapy

Along with the Warrior / Fast 5 Diet I am also exploring Hydrogen Peroxide, or H2O2. Using food grade 35% H2O2 diluted in distilled water or in freshly squeezed juice.

Yesterday my friend arrived with a bottle decanted from her supply of 35% for me to try. As I squeezed just one drop into a glass of distilled water to try I noticed it was odourless, colourless and tasteless at that dilution. Yet with the small spray bottle of 3% she had made up with distilled water it had fizzed on a tiny cut that she had. Overnight I was wondering if the 35% was just water by mistake. Remembering a youtube video I had watched with a guy demonstrating the effects of 35% H2O2 on the palm of his hand, this morning I squeezed a couple of drops onto the palm with no effect. Hmm I thought. As I did not have any cuts to try it on as H2O2 fizzes on blood I retrieved a bit of the orange skin flesh and squeezed some drops on there to see the effect. At last I started to see some slight fizz.

Somehow though, in the process I had managed to let some H2O2 fall on to the side of my hand near the base of my thumb, or perhaps that is where I opened the bottle.Which I did not realise until I had stood for some seconds peering at the fizzing orange and felt the burning sensation. Oh my word, my skin was turning white and it hurt a bit and I was more than a bit scared. However a couple of minutes under the tap and now twenty minutes later there is nothing to show for the drama.

I had to know and I am glad that happened as a very practical sign of the care one must take with H2O2. Today is my first day taking 3 drops diluted three times a day. Tomorrow it goes up to 4 drops and so forth until day 23 when one gets up to 25 drops and then one comes down again until back at 3 drops for the maintenance dose. I may not get to the top dose as I will follow my instinct but who knows. The purpose is to oxygenate the whole body system from the inside. It is said to cure illnesses and ailments. I am using it as part of my MOT in preparation for my 50th birthday and the next stage of my life.

Back to work

Silly me fishing for compliments from son regarding last night's festive feast. He has just emerged looking for a breakfast of left overs yet with the cheek to give a list of criticisms with almost no positives. Thanks son. Just in case I was feeling smug about the table of amazing food that I produced and was enjoyed by everyone with people having at least seconds if not thirds, he tells me the turkey was not moist enough. I don't think he has ever had truly dry turkey that sits in your throat and what I made was extremely moist and almost all polished off. Tch! He has just left the room with his plate of left overs for breakfast. I rather think that says it all.

I'm working today but with just the one client who is a dear friend, and then I am working all day tomorrow at the clinic. Then am off again until next Wednesday. It is rather luxurious this annual holiday business.