Wednesday, 2 April 2014

Headaches


Many years ago I took a course that attempted to teach me how to control aspects of my mind. I have forgotten most of what I learned, and some of the stuff I just couldn’t buy into at the time. They were into group hugs and I wasn’t. Most of my problem with the program was the same as I have with organized religion.

WHY???

What is the end game? I suspect now as I did at the time that if I needed to know the why, then I wasn’t ready to understand the game. I can live with that I suppose, not all of us are ready to move on to the next plane of existence and I’m certainly not ready to answer to a higher being for my earthly transgressions. I’m going to put a lot of this consciousness expanding stuff on the back burner.

There are a few things I took away with me, but I’m confident that I have slightly altered the concepts over the years to fit a rationalizing person, not a rational person. One thing that we were taught is a kind of mental healing. There was a lot of stuff about channelling charka energies, making use of auras and rational control of illness. The think that stuck with me for all of these years is how to deal with head aches.

I suppose it works with all kinds of pain, but I use it with headaches. I should state here that I have never had a migraine, so I really don’t know the level of pain that a migraine can bring. I’m talking about your garden variety headache caused by kids or some kind of climate pressure change. I remember at the time thinking that it was a bunch of hokum, but it has worked for me, not every time, but enough that I continue to use it. Often it is better with someone else asking the questions, but people with throbbing heads are less than fun to be around, so you should learn to do it yourself.

The basic premise is to describe the headache in great detail. How long is the headache? How wide? How deep? What colour is it? What does it smell like? What does it taste like? What does it feel like? These questions are there to define the headache precisely. The idea is that most the headache pain is remembered pain. You remember how much it hurt the last time, and subconsciously the new pain is added to the old pain. You go through these questions several times and after a while you see the headache for the size that it really is.

The next thing you can do is to ask yourself to visualize drilling a hole in the headache. Once the hole is drilled, you need to determine what colour would you pour in the hole to counteract the pain, and then you pour it in. You can ask yourself what kind of light do you need to burn it away. You can make up things like this to suit your needs, but it’s best to write them down when you don’t have a headache. Try it; it just might work for you.

I’m going to try it on a pain I have been having lately.

“How big is winter?” Really big!
“What colour is winter?” White!
“How deep is winter?” Too fucking deep!
“What does it smell like?” Cold!
“What does it taste like?” Cold!
“What does it feel like?” Cold!!!!!!


I’m hoping that I will be able to shrink it down to a manageable size in the next month or two.

Tuesday, 1 April 2014

Batteries and Cables


Yesterday, we took our car in for a pre vacation servicing. The fluid levels were checked and changed as needed, tires inflated and rotated and all of the other bits and bobs were tweeked and tightened. It wasn’t cheap, but it was just the right price for peace of mind. Tim the service guy went over the work they did with us and one of the things he mentioned was that our battery was at between 60% and 70%. Nothing to worry about with spring and summer coming, but we might want to look into a new battery before a new winter raises its ugly head.
 
The battery is about nine years old and at this point in its life it doesn’t owe us anything. Come next winter, it will be ten years old and if I am lucky, we might just make it into the following spring and summer if we have a mild winter. It is parked in a garage so the bare horrors of winter rarely ravage it. Who knows, we might get lucky.

This morning, I wished Louise have a good day as she grabbed her bags and went out the door. I was drinking my tea and wondering if I should slip back between the covers, just to keep Buster company, you understand. The return to bed had won, when Louise came back in the door. She had to grab the spare keys for the other car because the battery was dead. That isn’t a very good way to start a day.

I guess the door wasn’t closed properly and the dome light slowly drained the battery. My thoughts of a return to bed were gone, and I pulled on some pants and went to the garage and set up the trickle charger. Hopefully, the car would start in a couple of hours because I had the Airport sale to get to. I have had that trickle charger for close to 40 years. It is rare that I have used it, but over the years there have been enough weak batteries and doors left open to make me thankful I own it. I think other people have used it more often than I have, but it is nice to be able to help others out when you can.
 
It struck me as odd that the day after the Toyota guy suggested that we “might” need a new battery, the very next day the battery is dead. Now, I don’t want to suggest that Tim got our address, climbed over the fence, bribed Buster to be quiet with some meat (Buster is a slut when it comes to free meat), slipped into the garage and left the door open. That would be crazy…or would it? These same people wanted to charge me $55.95 for an in cabin air filter which I bought today for $12 and replaced in one minute. I don’t mind people making a healthy profit, but that seems obscene.
 
When I got the car running today, I dropped it off where Louise works and went to the Airport sale. I have been keeping my eyes out for a new (to me) eReader, and managed to pick one up for $15 at the sale. I grabbed some free corkscrews too, but I was most pleased with the eReader. The only thing wrongish about the eReader is that it didn’t come with a cord. I suppose that when a person jumps up and runs off to catch their flight, they aren’t thinking about the person that will eventually buy the abandoned eReader, and forget to leave the power cord. I know, just thoughtless!
 
I had to pick up a cable at Princess Auto and now everything seems to be fine.
 

It’s been a day of batteries and cables.