From the Mind's Storehouse

My daughter Jean, last night, gave me a new idea about blogging. Her words sound as if they might provide a more relaxing way of blogging. She told me that some people write in their Blogs about what they see in the world outside, or discover in their thoughts and daily.

So here I go with thoughts that came into my mind today.

Blood Pressure Information
for a Time of Need

At 11 p.m. one night (I work best at night) I had finished listing my pertinent tax facts. I was ready to enter my tax information into a form my accountant provides.

Suddenly, as I faced the task, a condition arose that I had never had before: "a panic attack". I took my blood pressure and found that while normally it is around 135, it had now climbed to 188.

Because this incident happened so late at night, I wanted to resolve it, myself. As so often happens to me, in a time of need, I was "guided" to take a specific action. The thought came to me to call Kinny's 24 hour Pharmacy.

I dialed the stores's number and the pharmacy extension. I told the pharmacist about my high blood pressure. The pharmacist said, "You can take another one of the tablets that your doctor has prescribed for you, or you might like to try a breathing activity that people have found helpful."

He said, "For the breathing exercise, sit down in a chair and take notice as you breathe. First, "Breathe in and then "breathe out. Again, "breathe in" and "breathe out", " breathe in" and "breathe out."

The pharmacist said, "Continue to do this quiet breathing, "in and out", "in and out". People say that after fifteen minutes or so, their blood pressure has come back to its normal reading."

I thanked the pharmacist and did the exercise as he suggested. After about fifteen or so minutes, I checked my blood pressure. I found that my pressure had returned to its normal level. I called the pharmacist and thanked him.

The next day I called the store to find the name of the pharmacist. I told a woman pharmacist how grateful I was for the help he gave me. She said, " I'm glad. Yes, the breathing exercise helps to lower blood pressure. "

She said, " Another way a person can lower blood pressure is by "humming" I experimented with that idea, too. I did one "hum" for as long as I had breath, then took in a new breath, and repeated a second "hum" I discovered that just as the "breathing" exercise, the "humming" exercise, was quieting, also.
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A Post Script on Breathing

Jean reminded me of a "truism" that some years ago, my brother Mahlon had come into his mind. Mahlon wrote to me: "Revelation comes only to one person. To others, the Truth is hearsay.”

Mahlon's Truth is for all of us. "If something is to be true for us, we have to experience it firsthand. "

Only as we try a breathing activity to lower our blood pressure, (breathe in, breathe out, breathe in etc.) will we know whether that procedure is helpful for us.

Whether humming will lower our blood pressure, we have to, if interested, try that routine.

The tax form dilemma
The next day, my daughter volunteered to enter the numbers into my tax form. I like happy endings to my stories.


MEMORY
My older and late brother, Harry Jr., for as long as he lived, maintained, and I imagine, for fun, that each of us has a star on which our excess memory is stored.

He said, "Some storage stars are closer by and some are farther away. If our star is farther away, information that we seek may take a little longer to return to our minds."

Sometimes, in real life, we have a question on our mind, for which an answer eventually comes to us, but not immediately. Where has the answer come from?

Some literal folks have said to me, "That story about you and the rest of us having a star for our excess memory can't be true." My family, nonetheless, conversed about our stars for years.

Some folks might think that playfulness in adults is a waste of time. Play, however may stretch our imaginative abilities that, in turn, may encourage us to write, or to invent. Play may, also, just plain allow us to enjoy our days in greater measure.
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My Mother's Star:

Mad's Star

You want to see the star
my sister and Cheon named
after me, Mad Manson,
the star mag 095-RA00h-40m,
18017s-Dec+87'53'-0430..
Registered and backed by
Lloyd's of London.

Come, let me show you
Star Light, Star bright,
First star I've seen tonite
in the Milky Way.
I'm the twinkly one -
Hope your wish will come
true tonite.
Mad Manson

Wherever you are, Mother,
I wish you a good night. MMA


Thinking of Star light

Do children still learn and say:
Star light star bright,
First star I see tonight
Wish I may, wish I might
Have the wish, I wish tonight
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ENDING WITH A LIGHT TOUCH

Jokes may not help us to "see the light", but they sometimes "lighten" our day.

Humor
The child in me always has to get a bit of silliness on a page, even if a joke has gray hair.
JOKE: "Why do bees hum? They don't know the words."

A even tinier ha ha: Seven days make one weak.

Song from my camping days.

To ope their trunks,
the trees are never seen.
How then can they
put on their leaves of green?
They leave them out."

Well Jean, you said to me, "If it comes to your, mind, consider blogging it." The above thoughts came to my mind today and I wasn't even wearing my thinking cap. Now I'll skedaddle.
marylee manson armour May 17,2007

Memory's Gifts To Us

Memory helps us with such concerns as "Where are my keys?" Which street should I take to reach the place I need to go? What is the procedure I need to add new writing to my Blog?.

Is our "mind's eye" a helpmate to our memory? Is it our mind that collects our memories and stores those? And for what purpose? Are saved memories a gift, in part, to provide us company when we are older? Often, from saved memories, we gain pertinet information that we want to know or need.

A memory may remind us of unpleasant words we exchanged with another person. Such a memory may guide us to be, in the day ahead, the person we'd rather be. We always have the choice to choose kindness to guide us in our days.

Memory, in our youthful years, may give us different gifts than it gives us in our older years. Yet, memory, in its "singular" form, if our health allows, remains at hand in our older years, too, and supports us.

Memory, for us older ones, on occasion, may delve into the archives of its "collected memories" and bring again a "snippet" of some incident from our past. For a very short time, we may seem to "be with" a family member, and relive some happening in earlier life. Often such a memory is a pleasant one. Sometmes, an incident is one we'd rather forget.

If we had the choice, we mght think it would be better to have only pleasant life experiences. Even in nature, challenges come to every life and are needed. A seed must break from its shell to grow. Memory reminds me that years back I read that a butterfly, helped from its cocoon, could not fly. A struggle appeared needed to strengten the creature's wings.

I have had the joy, since childhood, to stay close to nature and to learn from what I can observe Memory holds fast for me the belief that the Creator is impartial, and provides care for every life.

For its benefit, every life, from the life within a seed that must break open its shell to grow, to us human folk, will have challenge. Each life will also have an equal portion of God's care. God creates life to grow and to add someting of good to life.

I'm grateful that God created memory and planned that when memory lessens, all kinds of lives in nature will be found at hand to bring us pleasure, but also, from their example, to teach us about life and the loving Creator of all.
marylee manson armour
April 18,2007 Revised April 19,2007