Dutch Babies and some honest talk.

 

Time to move on...

from old friends, memories and ideas that no longer are 

present in my life.

I am a Taurus { May 18th} and as such I care very deeply

until I no longer care and I can no longer care so intensely

it even astonishes me.

I abhor secrets and lies.

I detest dishonesty and passive agressive auras.

I scar deeply when I find out I can no longer help

or that a cause is too far gone, such as losing a hen

or an idealistic viewpoint.

If I did not have faith & family I would just fade into

the woods, only to come out to shriek from time to time.

Sometimes we champion forward despite disappointment.

And sometimes we move inward.

I know that I am just a speck in this world.

I know that I am small in the face of how huge

the problems are that affect us.

No amount of me doing anything will get people

to take their health into their own hands and out of the hands of corporations

who only want your $$$. I can not make people shop local farms and 

drink raw milk anymore than I can get people to stop putting all poisons in

Mother Natures perfection.

I can not be a voice of reason when dearly loved souls abandoned

me because of perceived differences.

I will never convince people we have been systematically lied to

and still are.

I am not an online lurker who shouts and cancels and threatens.

I truly had peoples best interests in mind.

Yet here I am...

Drained and longing to find one rational soul who will 

understand what has just happened to us as I do and

move with me to heal beyond it.

An idealistic , romantic viewpoint but hey, that is what used to

drive me... the idea that good will win out in the end and 

love is unconditional- for even the broken.

* * * * * 

Move through the days with the focus upon the small.

The nearest and dearest.

Routines and tasks.

I understand women like Tasha Tudor more now than ever.

If your voice does not matter because you realised that 

it never ever did, then your only choice is to quietly move on.

In a world that is expanding globally, the hack is to live

as locally as possible.

Small town newspapers VS mainstream news

Local products VS box store

Thrifting well made VS cheap consumerism 

Landline VS cell

I often think of what my mother would want for me.... little Patti.

I often ache for her guidance .

So I draw from what I do know, from what I was shown to be correct

by her naturally good nature.

I have been disappointed for a while now.

Not in any one person really but in systems that allow

goodness to be destroyed. Beauty and truth to be tarnished.

In strife and chaos to shoehorn itself into families and 

relationships... all by design.

All over the globe the same patterns emerge.

Not a damned hero amongst us to save us.

Just us.

Just small me seeing it all and feeling very powerless.

Yeah, this is real and raw but needed to be said.

So many people are allowing  ugliness and soul filth to enter

their lives and they do not care.

Ignorance is bliss I suppose.

But I can no longer play any part in it.

It is the Pandoras box whose lid has been opened

and while people like me are trying to find ways to close it or warn others,

society turns their heads and waits for the next scrap of attention

from a system that hates them.

I am not giving up.

I am just sending my energies elsewhere.

I am focusing on what I can do.

I may not change one mind or convince people they have been misled

into believing that what is touted as benefiting them is actually engineered to harm.

We all have been deceived .

But I can wash a dish.

Or I can focus on myself & pray about the rest.

Right now I am working on goals that *experts* told me I could not do.

To which I say.... watch me.

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I will leave you with this recipe I found on Pinterest.

I know of others who call it Dutch Babies but no matter the name,

everyone who I have made this for has loved it.

If you add powdered sugar and whipped cream it becomes a dessert as well.

Regardless, of what happens in my private life,

I will always have time for your prayers-

and,

 I will be here- writing my silly simple blog.

Come back if you wish.

Blessings,

Raven

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