Wednesday, December 26, 2012

Is It Possible to Have a Civil Conversation About Guns?


     Growing up in Missouri we always had guns in the house. As a young girl my dad would take my brother and I out into the country to shoot rifles, that was our bonding time. Driving down the dirt road outside of town we would eventually reach our destination, a rundown metal bridge that crossed over the 102 River. Dad would throw big, round balloons in on one side of the bridge and as they drifted down the river we would take aim and shoot; I was a poor shot and never much hit anything. I did however learn to respect the power of guns and it quickly became obvious to me that they were not toys. Most of my relatives are still in Missouri and anticipate the coming of each new hunting season.I see pictures on Facebook each year of my cousins and their respective kills. Missouri has an avid hunting culture and I respect the history behind it. Our forefathers provided sustenance for their families through hunting and I know for many it's an important link to their heritage. So, given all this information, you might speculate that I'm a card carrying member of the NRA. I'm not. Statistics show that a gun in the home is more likely to be used in a homicide, suicide, or accidental shooting than in self-defense, which is some of the reason I find myself on the “more gun control” side of the argument. My mother used my father's own gun to try and shoot him some years ago; they are divorced now for obvious reasons. I think I feel emboldened by the Christmas season to express my opinion on such a controversial subject and hope to inspire some of you to think about your stance. I realize I cannot change anyone's mind about anything really but, with an open heart, I simply wish to give my opinion on the subject of guns.
     Most of us learned as children that we can't always have our way and that we need to compromise, but it seems to me as though many of our politicians are more akin to petulant children than adults. My hope is to start a conversation about our differences and finding our way back to the idea of compromise or, at the very least, respectfully agreeing to disagree. If it were up to me I would ban all guns, but I realize the world doesn't revolve around my wants. I also know my ideology would not sit well with all the gun-totin' Americans out there, including many of those near and dear to me. So, I'm willing to soften my stance and head toward the middle. In the middle I see Americans keeping the guns that they have legally obtained, but why does anyone need an assault weapon? I am in no way a gun expert, and I realize some automatic rifles are used for hunting, but why does any civilian need a gun that can fire thirty-three rounds? If it takes thirty-three shots to take down that waterfowl your hunting maybe you need to find a new hobby. Ultimately we all want a safe community for ourselves and our children to not only maintain, but to grow and thrive. I also realize guns are not our only problem, but we have to start making changes somewhere. Had Adam Lanza's mother not have had the ability to build up such an arsenal we might not be mourning the loss of so many innocent lives this Christmas. Let's not let these children's lives be lost in vain. It's time for an intelligent conversation about what is right for all Americans and to stop allowing one very powerful lobby to control our gun laws. It's time we start speaking up not just for what we want, but for what is truly best for our country. As John F. Kennedy said, “Ask not what your country can do for you- ask what you can do for your country.”  

Tuesday, December 18, 2012

Who Writes a Blog on Juice?

     I had lunch with yoga friends a few weeks ago and one of them ask me to give her some juice recipes, so here they are. This is a collection of some of our favorites. All of the recipes serve 2.

Cilantro Juice:                        Harvest Juice:                   Swiss Chard Juice:      
1/2 bunch cilantro                   1/4 large beet                    2 apples                        
2 green apple                          2 carrots                            4 carrots                        
2 celery sticks                         1 apple                              1/2 beet                        
1 lemon                                   2 celery sticks                   6 chard leaves              
1/2 inch ginger  root                 1 lemon                             1/2 inch ginger              
                                               1/2 inch ginger
                                                2 kale leaves
                                             
Mint/Lime Juice:                   My Favorite Beet Juice:     Kale/Grapefruit:             
4 sticks celery                        1 beet                                 4 kale leaves                  
1 apple                                   2 carrots                             2 carrots                        
5 sprigs of mint                      1 apple                               2 grapefruits                  
1 lime                                     1 orange                                                                        
                                               1 stick celery          
                                               1/2 inch ginger

Kale/Carrot Juice:                   Pete's Favorite:                Pear/Broccoli:                
5 large kale leaves                   8 broccoli spears             8 broccoli spears              
3 carrots                                  2 grapefruits                    3 celery sticks                  
1 orange                                                                          2 pears                              
                                                                                                                                 

Pineapple/Carrots:                 Tomato Salad:                   Parsley Juice:
1/2 pineapple                         3 carrots                            1/2 bunch parsley
1 apple                                   2 tomatoes                        1/2 head of lettuce
3 carrots                                 2 celery sticks                   4 carrots
1 celery stick                          1/2 lime                            1 lime

Apple Cleanser:
2 apples
2 kale leaves
1 celery stick
1/2 cucumber
1/2 beet

I keep kale, beets, green apples, carrots, oranges, and grapefruit in my refrigerator and mix them in numerous ways. I try to do a fruit with all the veggies to add a little sweetness.

Saturday, December 1, 2012

When In Doubt, Yoga


    I love to run and play with our dogs; in general I think I have a playful spirit. I'm finding, thanks to a recent encounter with Ginger, that my body is lagging behind my spirit though. Last month I was throwing a stick around in the yard with Ted, the youngest member of our pack, and I didn't see Ginger coming at me. Ginger is an eighty pound Rhodesian Ridgeback that at first glance appears to be one solid mass of muscle. She hit my shins so hard it sent me flying into the air and, as gravity dictates, I came down hard. I lay in the grass where I'd landed for a few moments stunned, then I started to laugh. The dogs had gathered round me, all of them looking guilty. I think they know where their meals come from and were trying to make sure there would be no retaliation come dinner time. It was quite comical until I tried to get up, then I was confronted with the reality of my age. You just can't take a hit like that at fourty-six and expect to come out unscathed. I could tell my right hip, shoulder, and knee were all out of wack, so I headed in for some ibuprofen and to take inventory of my injuries. I was stiff and sore, but all in all it didn't seem too bad. I tried for three weeks to “yoga through” the pain, taking ibuprofen each moring and each evening. I continued to walk the dogs, and tried to stretch it out, all in the hope that things would pop back into place given some time. Things didn't pop back into place though. What happened was that I had a migrating pain on my right side. First my right hip hurt, then the pain would morph into what felt like a pinched nerve in my neck, then my sciatic nerve felt tweaked, then the muscles on the right side of my spine began to seize up, and then I came to an epiphany that many of us “hippies” who profess we don't need pharmaceuticals or doctors often come to: God gave us doctors for a reason, stop being an idiot and get some help. I may not be an idiot, but I am still a hippy at heart, so I chose acupuncture.
     At first I thought about going to the chiropractor, which seemed like the natural choice given my symptoms, but the voice inside my head is loud and acupuncture is what it was telling me to do. So I made an appointment with Lester, an acupuncturist who came highly recommended. As is the holistic practitioners custom we sat and talked for a bit before the exam began. He took my vitals by looking at my tongue and observing my pulse, then he had me hop up on the table to check out my back. As he examined my spine he asked again how the injury had happened and I told him. He responsed that I could have told him I was hit by a car and he would have believed me. I had five vertebrae out of alignment. (Note to self: You weren't being a baby.) He then began soft tissue manipulation by gently pressing down on the vertibrae that had come out of alignment until they eased back into place. As he moved down my spine he explained that the muscles on the right side of my spine had begun to seize up to hold the vertebrae in place so they wouldn't slide any further out of alignment. As he continued to push and prod at the vertebrae in my spine he asked more questions. How long ago had the injury occurred? I told him three weeks ago. He was surprised and made the following observation, “My guess is, if you hadn't been doing so much yoga in the last three weeks, you might not be able to walk right now.” I love it when the universe affirms my choices were right. Our lives are cyclical and I'm in a cycle of transition. I'm finishing grad school and Jayne, my only child, is applying to college and will be leaving home in the fall. When change occurs I have a hard time trusting in my inner voice. I doubt my own intuition, yet I knew that yoga, even injured, was the way to regaining my health and I'm glad, at least on some level, I was able to hear and act on this guidance even through the doubt.