Sunday, Ordinary Sunday…

Sunday is my least favourite day. It just seems worse than Mondays, because Mondays, at least, are a fresh start. A do-over. Poor Sunday. It just seems to epitomize that droning-meeting-white-noise bored feeling.

But the real issue is that I’m sick. Allergy sick. I got allergy tested (Thank you, Medicaid), and discovered that not only am I allergic to the grasses that make up those dumb turf lawns that are so popular back in my home state, but also a fair bit of trees, certain  kinds of mold, hay, dust, and feathers, of all things. Guess I won’t be going out and hugging any more trees anytime soon. *laugh*

So, when I was cleaning out the art supply closet at work, I got sick. Like almost instantly sick. Within in a few hours, I started to get a sore throat. It wasn’t until a few days later that I found out there was mold growing on some stuff in the closet. By then I was really sick. Lost my voice and everything, but at least it supported the results of the allergy test. But, do you know how BLOODY hard it is to supervise a whole passel of overly excited little munchkins when you can’t even talk? Luckily, the kids are some of the most amazingly sweet kids I’ve ever met, so I was spared a Lord of the Flies reenactment. *laugh*

This morning, I even dreamed I was cleaning out and organizing an artist’s studio. Which would have been really annoying in that I was dreaming about something I’d been doing all week. Except that the studio was an open air one, surrounded by a low stone wall, and real green grass growing everywhere. And it was warm,  but not too hot, the sky was a soft blue with clouds, and there was that wonderful kind of breeze that comes off the ocean–playful and mysterious and reminding you that nature is a conscious, vibrant entity.

And then I got a sense of my muse being present. Not really in person, just a feeling they were watching me (from afar) enjoy the wind blowing all my bad feelings away and tangling my hair. It was too poignant, and too simple to even exploit for a poem, but I just wanted to acknowledge them in some way, in case they are out there reading this blog from an alternate dimension. Even though I know perfectly well they are just my creative mind speaking to me, I haven’t been able to make that connection to the part of my brain/soul that’s epitomized by said muse. But, still, I’ve been missing you, my Muse/figment of my imagination.

And now I have to go clean my own house on this prosaic, ordinary Sunday. While dreaming of an ideal day that was shared over at a blog called “Scotland with the Wee White Dug”. Rain, a quirky museum, and scotch? Honestly, what could be more fabulous?

https://theweewhitedug.com/2017/02/18/hooray-for-rainy-days-in-edinburgh/

Pluviophile, Loving Nature, Science with Heart, Intuition, Respecting Women…and other Sunday Scramble Musings…

Found this on Facebook on Tony Gaskin’s page today re: respecting and encouraging women (https://scontent-b-atl.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-xfp1/v/t1.0-9/10557404_823617487650469_4874551535342321428_n.jpg?oh=48eb633238eeaadcd9ad2ea06d50ca47&oe=54D94A78)

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On Hate via Maya Angelou:

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I don’t really know why, but I had this intense yearning for rain this weekend, so I sent out a mental plea that it rain. It had been too long since it rained, here. And it rained yesterday, and it’s overcast and cool and so lovely out and it looks like more rain is on its way! http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=pluviophile

Coincidence, of course, but it really brought home on how deeply I feel connected to nature in all its elemental forms. I can’t even bear to see trees cut down, and I hate those toxic, manicured, ecosystem-destroying turf lawns. Give me wild, tangled spaces over them anyday.

I hate regimentation–in suburban landscaping and housing, as well as in people. A perfect example would be the use of creativity-destroying drugs (put out by Big Pharm who’s making millions off of it) that are used to “fix” the ADHD mind. Back when I was teaching, I noticed that one of my students was really out-of-it and lethargic. Her parents had put her on a whole slew of behavior-, mood-, and mind-altering drugs, and she was like a zombie. It was sickening to think that people think it’s okay to drug children in this manner, with drugs that get a free pass from the FDA. Why? Why not adapt the (failing, ineffectual) school system to bright, eager. questioning minds, instead of destroying them with drugs just to make them compliant and malleable to routine and factory-line, dead-end education we are mainlining to kids? It’s a travesty, and the stuff of nightmares.

http://www.alternet.org/adhd-brains-are-most-creative-why-do-we-treat-it-disability

That led me into a train of thought where I began thinking more about scientific objectivity (I’ve been getting a lot of posts from I Fucking Love Science that have been bashing non-scientific types). While I will never side with evolution-disbelievers/creationists by any means, I’m also not 100% all for complete objectivity/so-called “rational” thinkers. I think building your entire thought pattern based on logical rules can be just as blinding as having no logic or rationale whatsoever. After all, many scientific discoveries happened due to elemental chance (i.e. discovery) that somebody thought to apply scientific principles to (how’s that quote go?–scientific discoveries happen not by “eureka”, but by ‘that’s funny’ “). I don’t hold with the type of scientific objectivity that makes it okay for scientists to flat-out torture and abuse animals by the thousands with their sick and twisted experiments. Or those scientists back in the fifties/sixties who experimented on humans against their will, or even without their knowledge. Keep practicing science, by all means, we need more scientists, especially more women scientists, but don’t check your emotions and your instincts at the door to the laboratory. Practice science with HEART, and utilize the many alternatives there are available out there instead of relying on ineffective, unscientifically variable and inaccurate, and inhumane animal testing.  http://www.peta.org/issues/animals-used-for-experimentation/alternatives-animal-testing/

Union of Concerned Scientists: http://www.ucsusa.org/

S.T.E.M. Initiatives/Programs:

http://www.stemedcoalition.org/

http://www.ed.gov/stem

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/STEM_fields