Meredith Kendall's Blog, page 36

February 23, 2015

the North Pole

moved to Maine.
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Published on February 23, 2015 17:49

recharging

Still in a cold and snowy Maine winter: lots of shoveling, some influenza, lots of time home alone.

So the past few days were a welcome change.

Saturday I visited a neighbor and played with his dogs.  I had dinner with my friend K; we celebrated her birthday. Friends since jr high, we discovered that we both nearly drowned as children. Still things to learn about K.

Sunday I played with my grandson and visited with his parents.

Today I visited dear friends and their dogs, granddaughter, brother, and daughterinlaw.

Now my heart is full. 
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Published on February 23, 2015 17:09

light

It was a Reiki Share, I was on the table, and my forehead was tingling. Beth said my forehead was glowing and protruding. I was thinking about light, about how photography is all about light; Reiki too. Then I was in a place of light: white light all around me. White, bright but not harsh, soft. Pervasive. A place of light. Then I heard angel wings beating around me. Then I was back in my body and it felt like a cocoon, restrictive, like a mummy's wrappings. I wanted to kick it off. I wanted to shed the cocoon and expand into my angel lightbody. Diane said a light came into the room during the session. It was a great session. Thank you.
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Published on February 23, 2015 16:33

February 4, 2015

ban microbeads

Protect our lakes, rivers, and oceans. Keep microbeads out of oysters, mussels, and lobsters.
Honor Earth.
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Published on February 04, 2015 14:38

February 3, 2015

Reiki classes

Today I scheduled my Reiki classes for the year.

Public Reiki classes monthly, monthly Reiki Share for our team, and a 3-credit Reiki class each semester. Added volunteering in the summer and fall. Self-Reiki every day.

Plenty of Reiki. 
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Published on February 03, 2015 15:55

February 2, 2015

arctic

It's arctic out there. Zero F (minus 17 C) and windy. It's snowing and blowing. A world of swirling snow, pelting ice particles.

I've scooped my driveway, deck, steps, and path to heating oil pipe three times. I put on snow pants, big snow boots (no socks, they bunch up), fleece vest, wool scarf, winter jacket, wool hat, and thick ski gloves. I push the door open and step into winter. I shovel the snow that was in front of the door. I shovel the steps.

Then I get my scoop, It works great, I fill it up with the light fluffy snow and push it off the edge of the deck. Actually, it's an uphill job at this point, since the snow pile is so big. So I push it up and over the snow hill.

Then the driveway. I start at the deck and scoop the snow towards the street. I scoop in front of the garage door and clear out a path to the heating oil pipe. I push the snow to the end of the driveway. There's a wall of snow there now. What I dumped plus the snow from the street, shoved there by the town plow. My plow guy will come by and clear out that wall of snow, pushing it onto my lawn and my neighbor's lawn. Slight problem, our lawns are now loaded with snow, like 10 feet of snow. We're running out of places to put the snow.

It's supposed to snow all week.

No cars go by. No people. It's white everywhere, and quiet except for the howling wind. I'm being pelted with ice particles. The snow whirls around me. Little snow tornadoes. I come inside. My face is red and burning from the wind, wet with melting snow. My ears hurt.

I take off my layers. The hat is coated with snow. I hang up my wet clothes and put on dry ones. Inside it's tropical warm. I'm roasting tofu and vegetables. I admire my 24 birthday roses: layers of soft petals: yellow, white, pink, and red. Flowers, warmth, color. 
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Published on February 02, 2015 11:30

January 21, 2015

health insurance

To those lamenting having to pay for health insurance. A response. 

Healthcare providers offer emergency, acute, and long-term care 24 hours/day to all, regardless of person's ability to pay. Health care is incredibly expensive. Insurance spreads the cost risk and helps a hospital stay in business. The hospital couldn't stay open if it depended on what a patient or patient's family wished to pay. 

The hospital is a business; workers must be paid. Nurses need paychecks for groceries, heat, childcare costs. How could the hospital stay in business if no one had insurance? If people paid what they could? What if the patient died, then who would pay? 

Our current system is not perfect, but it's better than it was. 

 I wish we had national health care. Someday a president with great vision and ability will get this done.

A last point. Here in Maine, to purchase and drive a car you must prove that you have purchased car insurance. Why? Because back in the day so many didn't. Then they'd get into an accident and were unable to pay for damages. Insurance spreads the risk, helps those who need it. Now I won't get into insurance companies' excessive profits and CEO pay: a topic for another day.   
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Published on January 21, 2015 05:39

January 20, 2015

viral pneumonia

That's my self-diagnosis. 
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Published on January 20, 2015 07:28

getting warmer

Alternate explanation for that whole couldn't get warm episode: fever.

I'm on day 5 of fever, chills, and pain. Of course my sinuses wanted in on the action. And there's an inflammatory process in my chest too, the details of which you don't want to know.

When the fever comes the shivers wrap around me like manacles on a trapped super-hero. Everything hurts, hurts more if one body part touches another. I turn the heat up to 80, wrap myself in layers of fleece and wool, and shiver under an electric blanket cranked to high.

I slept 15 hours one night; 13 another. I spend a lot of time looking at the ceiling and listening to public radio. I sip water. Make tea. Living alone means being sick alone, too.

My baseline temp is 97. When the fever comes I go over 100: shivering and icy fingered. Then my face and lips start to burn and I know it's burning out.

Pink sunrise on Day 5.
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Published on January 20, 2015 04:01