What we need today is not a cap and trade system -- it is action and leadership. Accepting a bribe for energy costs that are simply passed on to the consumer is not a solution -- it is a stop gap that hurts the consumer and costs jobs. There are good solutions that we can do today because of American ingenuity. Look to our inventors like wind hunter and solar roadways.
What is a solution? Check out http://www.solarroadways.com and you'll see a national grid that can go up that will give us 3 times our current electrical power consumption for the cost of repaving our roads. Then we would have something to plug alternative energy into to smooth out the peaks. Smart roads would encourage smart communities who extend the solution to their own factories, malls, businesses, and (YES) even homes.
A road should be able to melt its own snow without any equipment. A road should be able to detect people or deer on the road and warn in coming vehicles. A road is the perfect place to create a fault tolerant, national grid to manage the energy and communication needs of our communities through the country. It is "where the road goes" that "the people will flourish and benefit."
Have our auto companies build our new interstates and gain a stake in an America that sets a trend of the next century and beyond. Have so many jobs available that we don't worry about who will get them. We all need to help this happen.
Thursday, June 18, 2009
In Memory of Emily Pickens
For those of you who knew Emily Pickens, there is a memorial site dedicated to her memory. Here is the link.
Dancing with the Stars
This week at our activities center we learned how to pass the hand behind you while swinging with the swing. What a fun dance. People are always telling my wife and I that we look like dancing on the stars. It is amazing to get out and learn enough to be caught up in it. I know my Dad and Mother were both serious Jitterbug dancers. Someday I'd like to see a replay of all this.
Whatever you want to do -- go out and do it. Don't wait for it to happen. Make it happen. Success to me is in the doing -- not in the being successful. Anyone can be successful and then quit. It is the amazing people that are alive their whole life, not letting success or failure get in their way.
I was once told early in my life that my music was nothing and that they could do rings around anything I had ever written. Yea, I said, and what are you playing today? What are you writing today? The point to me is not to be rings around someone else -- I love to write and play music so it is real every day of my life. I enjoy it and it thrills me to be alive and producing music.
Dancing with the stars to me is not an achievement, it is a process through which I like to travel weekly. I watched my Father paint and even with a big brush he made painting after painting -- amazing. He wrote songs, he planted a garden, he got out in his free time to golf, play ball, visit the folks, visit the farm, visit the museums, play backyard badminton, and teach the neighborhood kids how to play guitar or harmonica. He seem to capture the essence of what I call humanity with those whom he came into contact.
I watched my Mother populate our house with projects and populate our basement with goods put away for the future. Her tireless work was amazing and she seemed to involve all of us with a passion for being prepared. She always makes a holiday a special event inside her own home. She is always looking for that next thing to do.
My parents split apart when I was young but they both remained faithful to this unconquerable spirit of doing. They both remarried and found partners who seemed to be on the same wonderful spin of life. To me they are the true spirit behind dancing with the stars.
Whatever you want to do -- go out and do it. Don't wait for it to happen. Make it happen. Success to me is in the doing -- not in the being successful. Anyone can be successful and then quit. It is the amazing people that are alive their whole life, not letting success or failure get in their way.
I was once told early in my life that my music was nothing and that they could do rings around anything I had ever written. Yea, I said, and what are you playing today? What are you writing today? The point to me is not to be rings around someone else -- I love to write and play music so it is real every day of my life. I enjoy it and it thrills me to be alive and producing music.
Dancing with the stars to me is not an achievement, it is a process through which I like to travel weekly. I watched my Father paint and even with a big brush he made painting after painting -- amazing. He wrote songs, he planted a garden, he got out in his free time to golf, play ball, visit the folks, visit the farm, visit the museums, play backyard badminton, and teach the neighborhood kids how to play guitar or harmonica. He seem to capture the essence of what I call humanity with those whom he came into contact.
I watched my Mother populate our house with projects and populate our basement with goods put away for the future. Her tireless work was amazing and she seemed to involve all of us with a passion for being prepared. She always makes a holiday a special event inside her own home. She is always looking for that next thing to do.
My parents split apart when I was young but they both remained faithful to this unconquerable spirit of doing. They both remarried and found partners who seemed to be on the same wonderful spin of life. To me they are the true spirit behind dancing with the stars.
Saturday, March 21, 2009
I Have a Question
Since entering the Oriental Medicine field this "I have a question" has grown a bit larger with greater responsibility. And sometimes what I say does not translate into exact play by play action. And sometimes we make mistakes. Yes, that is the life of a practice. Not all is perfect. Even The Land of Oz had the little man behind the curtain that you were supposed to not pay attention to except that Toto, Dorothy's little dog, kept yapping away at him.
A degree in any field is only a beginning of a long and arduous journey. I remember asking a patient to add Oregano Oil to help combat some problems in a specific way. He bought the oil and added it to his chicken meal. NO, DO NOT DO THAT! Pure Oregano oil on chicken -- it tasted terrible, of course. I had even written down instructions. No matter, it was put on the chicken.
One of my favorite supplements is kelp in dispenser that you sprinkle lightly on sandwiches or salads or other food. One patient put a large tablespoon in her food and it taste terrible. Only a sprinkle I had said -- oh, and that was the last time they tried it. Things don't always translate.
It reminds me of studying martial arts. My martial art teacher used to worry about someone stealing his system and teaching it. After years of watching his senior students he realized, it is nearly impossible to steal it. It is nearly impossible to learn it in the first place, even for the best of his students. To someone who knows the art and does it well -- almost any art, it is almost impossible to steal it.
My teacher used to say, you learn it on different levels. First, you see it and try the best you can. Then you use it and gain some understanding of it. Then you memorize it and repeat it at slow, medium, and fast speeds. You try everything out on bags, pounding away -- letting the bags teach you what did not work. Then you try it in sparring, letting the matches teach you what did not work. Over time, your body takes over and teaches you what your mind could not learn. Then you begin a process of meditation. The awareness kicks in and the levels repeat themselves all over again. The senses and the sensing of energy add a new dimension. By then the teacher has gone over three different levels of using each move ... from simple strikes to point work where a point is hit, to grappling or seizing, to throws, to nerve strikes, or even multiple strikes working in concert with each other.
And if you have done all that -- you deserve to teach it.
A degree in any field is only a beginning of a long and arduous journey. I remember asking a patient to add Oregano Oil to help combat some problems in a specific way. He bought the oil and added it to his chicken meal. NO, DO NOT DO THAT! Pure Oregano oil on chicken -- it tasted terrible, of course. I had even written down instructions. No matter, it was put on the chicken.
One of my favorite supplements is kelp in dispenser that you sprinkle lightly on sandwiches or salads or other food. One patient put a large tablespoon in her food and it taste terrible. Only a sprinkle I had said -- oh, and that was the last time they tried it. Things don't always translate.
It reminds me of studying martial arts. My martial art teacher used to worry about someone stealing his system and teaching it. After years of watching his senior students he realized, it is nearly impossible to steal it. It is nearly impossible to learn it in the first place, even for the best of his students. To someone who knows the art and does it well -- almost any art, it is almost impossible to steal it.
My teacher used to say, you learn it on different levels. First, you see it and try the best you can. Then you use it and gain some understanding of it. Then you memorize it and repeat it at slow, medium, and fast speeds. You try everything out on bags, pounding away -- letting the bags teach you what did not work. Then you try it in sparring, letting the matches teach you what did not work. Over time, your body takes over and teaches you what your mind could not learn. Then you begin a process of meditation. The awareness kicks in and the levels repeat themselves all over again. The senses and the sensing of energy add a new dimension. By then the teacher has gone over three different levels of using each move ... from simple strikes to point work where a point is hit, to grappling or seizing, to throws, to nerve strikes, or even multiple strikes working in concert with each other.
And if you have done all that -- you deserve to teach it.
Saturday, February 21, 2009
George Pickens Memorial
This link will go to a memorial for George Pickens. He lived a great life. He will always be remembered by those who loved him and those who were loved by him. I only knew him a short while and he grew on me. I know that throughout my life I will think of him and his funny sense of humor. In his grossly understated way he often tackled difficult and puzzling problems and came out victorious.
Arm Pit Genius
Mothers make the best doctors. Over a parcel of children Mom is bound to pick up a few tips. In one home a wonderful Mother talked about a treatment prescribed by her children's doctor for a cold. Take Vic vapor rub and rub it on the chest -- okay so we've all done that a bit. But wait, now rub it under the arm pits and on the bottom of the feet where the sweat glands make an easy entry for the body. Then it has a greater effect. It worked like a charm across five children.
At times I wish I could remember all that I forgot. It would certainly fill up more that what I remember. I used to place onions under my feet with socks so that they would pull out toxins for my bronchial problems. I used onion packs on my chest at times. And once I used ginger and potatoes laced together on my chest. These were all old herbal remedies that kept my lungs clear and healthy through a cold winter.
Good medicine requires fundamental principles which drive the art of helping others get better. It is not so much the exact thing we do -- but the whys behind what is done. I used to worry with bronchial problems that the vics vapor rub would heat and then I'd be left with this cooling down. That would make me worse. I had never thought to penetrate it more deeply by using the arm pits and feet. Sometimes there are subtle differences in execution that make a big difference in its effect.
At a convalescent center I watched a patient take her pills in the morning all in one shot. The nurse had the supplements, high blood pressure medication, water pills for the heart, medication for acid reflex, aspirin, and a bit more I didn't quite pick up from the conversation. The patient remarked that each time she took it -- it gave her nausea, made her dizzy, and she felt lousy all day. I asked her if she took them all at once at home. Absolutely not!
It reminded me that supplements, herbs, and medicine should not be taken together. They all have their own absorption, distribution, metabolism, and excretion profile. Taking them together changes that profile and could possibly apply the drugs quicker, weaken the body's ability to absorb the nutrients in the multi-vitamin, and cause any herb to shift its effect on the body. Even mixing medicines should be carefully thought out and not simply thrown into a mix.
I think we could all use a bit more of arm pit genius in our approaches to medicine since most all of us today self-diagnose and self-dispense from our local pharmacy, local health food stores, and mix it all in with various practitioners.
At times I wish I could remember all that I forgot. It would certainly fill up more that what I remember. I used to place onions under my feet with socks so that they would pull out toxins for my bronchial problems. I used onion packs on my chest at times. And once I used ginger and potatoes laced together on my chest. These were all old herbal remedies that kept my lungs clear and healthy through a cold winter.
Good medicine requires fundamental principles which drive the art of helping others get better. It is not so much the exact thing we do -- but the whys behind what is done. I used to worry with bronchial problems that the vics vapor rub would heat and then I'd be left with this cooling down. That would make me worse. I had never thought to penetrate it more deeply by using the arm pits and feet. Sometimes there are subtle differences in execution that make a big difference in its effect.
At a convalescent center I watched a patient take her pills in the morning all in one shot. The nurse had the supplements, high blood pressure medication, water pills for the heart, medication for acid reflex, aspirin, and a bit more I didn't quite pick up from the conversation. The patient remarked that each time she took it -- it gave her nausea, made her dizzy, and she felt lousy all day. I asked her if she took them all at once at home. Absolutely not!
It reminded me that supplements, herbs, and medicine should not be taken together. They all have their own absorption, distribution, metabolism, and excretion profile. Taking them together changes that profile and could possibly apply the drugs quicker, weaken the body's ability to absorb the nutrients in the multi-vitamin, and cause any herb to shift its effect on the body. Even mixing medicines should be carefully thought out and not simply thrown into a mix.
I think we could all use a bit more of arm pit genius in our approaches to medicine since most all of us today self-diagnose and self-dispense from our local pharmacy, local health food stores, and mix it all in with various practitioners.
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Religious Intolerance
This morning I found a site that referenced a speech by a Christian that put together a website and presentation to explain why "Mormons are not Christians". It reminds me of going into a Christian book store and finding a book on cults. I excitedly opened the book because I was thinking of the strange cults we've seen that have committed mass suicide following false prophets. The chapters read like main stream Christianity. Catholics, Seventh Day Adventists, Mormons, and Jehovah's Witnesses -- the list goes on but why? If someone believes in Christ and strives to live a Christ-like life from any religion or even non-religion, why would anyone put them down as non-Christian? And why would anyone tear someone's religion down?
Personally I have many Catholic, Seventh Day Adventist, Mormon, and Jehovah's Witnesses friends. I rejoice in their belief in our beloved Lord and Savior -- Jesus Christ. I enjoy their fresh point of view. And I find that even within my own religion no two people have a conjoined opinion of what the truth fully encompasses.
My Father belongs to a different religion. One day while attending one of his services he remarked, I can see that you will only be happy in your own religion. I thought about that all day -- I did not sing the songs, I did not enjoy the sermons, and I was hiding out in my own beliefs as if they were any better than anybody else's beliefs. I corrected that behavior. It was absurd. I attended some sing-a-longs with my Father and began enjoying his church, friends, and choices of worship. I did not give up my own beliefs but I gave back respect for my Father's beliefs.
That simple change changed our relationship. He could be more open and talk about his beliefs without feeling like judgment was about him. It is not about us and what we believe. Do we even have the capacity in this life to understand eternity? I think not. I think God is so great because he gives us all freedom of choice. I fundamentally believe that God touches all people from all cultures irregardless of gender, race, creed, or religion.
One book I've always loved to read is "The Religions of America" where each religion is given a chance to express their beliefs. In a nut shell -- it sheds the best light on their faith, their aspirations, and their hope in a future. Religious intolerance drove many people to an America that was founded on the freedom to worship how, where, and what they may. Intolerance did not disappear with the establishment of an American government. Intolerance continued in many forms. To our credit as a nation and as a society, we have grown to accept our neighbors much like Christ spoke about the Good Samaritan.
It is my hope and prayer that we will continue to set the standard for tolerance for all people irregardless of gender, race, creed, or religion. I'm always reminded of a wise man who once told me that "we should never talk against someone's faith because we might be successful and there might not be something to replace it."
Personally I have many Catholic, Seventh Day Adventist, Mormon, and Jehovah's Witnesses friends. I rejoice in their belief in our beloved Lord and Savior -- Jesus Christ. I enjoy their fresh point of view. And I find that even within my own religion no two people have a conjoined opinion of what the truth fully encompasses.
My Father belongs to a different religion. One day while attending one of his services he remarked, I can see that you will only be happy in your own religion. I thought about that all day -- I did not sing the songs, I did not enjoy the sermons, and I was hiding out in my own beliefs as if they were any better than anybody else's beliefs. I corrected that behavior. It was absurd. I attended some sing-a-longs with my Father and began enjoying his church, friends, and choices of worship. I did not give up my own beliefs but I gave back respect for my Father's beliefs.
That simple change changed our relationship. He could be more open and talk about his beliefs without feeling like judgment was about him. It is not about us and what we believe. Do we even have the capacity in this life to understand eternity? I think not. I think God is so great because he gives us all freedom of choice. I fundamentally believe that God touches all people from all cultures irregardless of gender, race, creed, or religion.
One book I've always loved to read is "The Religions of America" where each religion is given a chance to express their beliefs. In a nut shell -- it sheds the best light on their faith, their aspirations, and their hope in a future. Religious intolerance drove many people to an America that was founded on the freedom to worship how, where, and what they may. Intolerance did not disappear with the establishment of an American government. Intolerance continued in many forms. To our credit as a nation and as a society, we have grown to accept our neighbors much like Christ spoke about the Good Samaritan.
It is my hope and prayer that we will continue to set the standard for tolerance for all people irregardless of gender, race, creed, or religion. I'm always reminded of a wise man who once told me that "we should never talk against someone's faith because we might be successful and there might not be something to replace it."
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