Journal

Help For My Dog

This is different, and I could do GoFundMe but that doesn’t feel right, so here goes.

One of our dogs tore a ligament in her back leg while chasing a ball a few weeks ago. She’s just shy of 7 and can’t walk on it, so needs surgery – it’s a Tibial Plateau Leveling Osteotomy (I know there will be a plate and screws), almost $3K worth. The vet recommended a clinic in another town because a: Osa is a big dog, and b: he’s cheaper than almost every other vet. So the surgery is set for the 28th, and then there’s…get this…8 weeks of physical therapy on our end that needs to be done for her. Wow.

I’m still unemployed and my guy will forever be on disability, so this hits a bit hard. GoFundMe makes me uncomfortable because, well, I don’t really know. It just does. So what I thought was that if I could do 30-minute sessions for the donation of $10-$15 each, I could raise money AND help others at the same time. That feels right.

So if you’re interested in helping Osa and yourself, either use this PayPal link or you can Venmo me to donate, put your email address in the notes so I can contact you, and we’ll get things set up! You can have the session at a later date if you’d like, obviously,

ETA: it’s come to my attention that not everyone would like a session: it’s ok to donate without that as part of it! Just put an upside down smiley 🙃 in the notes and that will tell me not to contact you.

Thank you for all the wishes and donations so far!!

Much love,

Pip

Energy Healing · Journal

A Change In Fees

As you can see if you click on Purchase A Session, you are welcome to donate what you can for a session rather than paying the full price from now until July 18, 2021. Times are hard, there’s a lot of shit hitting the fan, and I’m happy to help no matter what.

by Warsan Shire

Much love,

Pip 🙂

Energy Healing · Health · Journal

Brain Fog Central

Every week I write ‘blog’ in my planner. And every week I have zero idea what to write about. Even if something comes to mind, when I sit down to start typing; poof, it’s gone. The same goes for the newsletter I was going to resurrect. Blank. My mind has left the building, taking all the notes, quotes, and inspiration with it in a rolling red suitcase. And I’ve no idea where it is.

It also seems to have snuck all my energy in there, because it’s the same with to-do lists; I write them, I fully intend to achieve them…and the effort is just too much. I know being anemic contributes to that, but still, it’s as if all I can do is get through each day and hope a good night’s sleep will refresh me and kick things back into gear. So far, it’s not happening.

OH, and get this. Remember this post, “Laters, Alcohol!” (still a work in progress, sadly)? In it I wrote that I was about to start my 60th year of life, aka, turning 59. I had a dr’s appointment Thursday, the type that requires a medical bracelet, and that night I was looking at the bracelet and noticed that they’d mistakenly written that I was 58. Then I looked at my birthdate, did quick match, and son of a…somehow I managed to get my own age wrong! That’s how foggy my brain is lately.

This has been on my computer for a while.

I noticed lately that I’ve been scrolling through Twitter for way too long every day, and I removed it from my phone. I don’t know if it was a subconscious attempt to kick my brain into gear with all the information, or if all that information was overwhelming my brain and contributing to the inability to think straight. I suspect a bit of both, but I’m pretty positive the overwhelm was real. I still have Instagram (on an old phone; it creeps me out that it works on my usual phone even if blocked by the firewall), but one: I don’t follow as many people there, and two: picture-posting isn’t as frequent as tweeting, so I spend a lot less time scrolling. I really enjoy accounts that show real life, and aren’t just for marketing. I’ve also removed other ‘mindless scrolling’ accounts from my phone and caught myself wondering ‘Now what do I do??” yesterday. Because somehow reading books had fallen to the wayside in favor of what’s on my devices, even Hoopla and Kindle. And I have a room full of books to read!

It’s almost as if I’ve forgotten who I am, and need to find my way back to me. Does anyone else feel that way? Removing the digital accessibility is going to take adjusting to (which, coming from me, who tries to be all about safety and using encrypted email and texting, is a bit ironic), but it’s getting warmer so I’ll be able to sit outside and read in the sun again. I can send light while outside, too, and that always makes my day.

How has the pandemic affected you? I really thought that I was doing ok, because while I stayed home most of the time, NM was very aggressive about dealing with the restrictions and masks, so I was able to go shopping and get out of the house. It felt like normal life. But it really hasn’t been, and I wonder how long it will take before we all are hit with PTSD and in what forms it will manifest?

Be safe, take care of yourself!

Much love,

Pip 🙂

Energy Healing · Health · Journal

Hello, Spring!!!!

I love spring. It’s the brief time before the weather gets so hot here in New Mexico that sitting outside to read isn’t happening. The wind, well…the wind is spring here. It’s worth it.

It’s also the time of the liver. Time to be gentle with it and take care of it. I recently read Wheat Belly (again) and Grain Brain (wow) because I noticed certain symptoms when I went back to regular eating after doing my best to eat plant-based for a while. So it seems the perfect time to drop the wheat and see what happens. I have a friend doing the same, and we’ll support each other, yay!

What a great picture; no idea who to credit.

The biggest news is that I’m tweaking my focus a bit more to working with animals. The horse I’ve been helping made it through the winter and the polar vortex without any problems, and I love how easily animals respond to the lightwork. They say to find your niche and I think this is mine. I still love helping people so much, but this decision feels really good.

Here’s to a wonderful spring, lots of rain (fingers crossed), and wheat-free belly! lol

Much love,

Pip

Dry Life · Journal

Laters, Alcohol!

Oh, the number of times I’ve said that in the last couple decades. And each time, I mean them, totally and completely.

My addicted brain, on the other hand, has a different agenda.

I’ve written about stopping in the past, and then ended up making the posts private or deleting them when the addiction “won”. I was mortified that I’d “failed” again, when in reality, the alcohol was just doing it’s primary job; keeping me addicted. I know I shouldn’t be ashamed of drinking; the well-worn tracks leading from “And then something would happen. Or nothing would happen.”* to drinking are deep in an imbiber’s brain, and training myself to bypass that automatic journey and create new tracks isn’t easy. Ask any drinker who swears “never again” at 3 a.m., and then is downing the drink of choice by 5 or 6 p.m., if not earlier.

Alcohol rewires our brain, and it excels at doing so.

Very soon I’ll turn 59, and begin my 60th year of life. (Excuse me while I faint at the thought of that – I’m still a teenager in my head). Maybe by writing about it more often and making the journey a part of my online presence will help, who knows. I just know I’m so over the struggle.

A lot of people do a Dry January, and then there’s the big one that I believe started it all, Dry July. There are hashtags for other months, too, but those are the only ones I can think of at the moment – how about #MocktailMarch? After the month is over, some go back to drinking, using that dry month as a sort of detox and reset, and then there are the others who decide to stay sober for good.

I’ve wanted that for so, so long. I’d make it a varying number of days or weeks, read endless books and blogs, even tried AA (not my cup of tea), and then I’d end up watching Intervention and Celebrity Rehab with a beer in hand, crying….

I vehemently dislike the concept that have 15 years under your belt (or any amount of alcohol-free days) belt, drink one beer, and suddenly you’re supposed to go back to Day 1. Not cool. That negates all the hard work done to achieve those 15 years, and by dismissing them, it just makes the person want to keep drinking because why the hell not, right? I won’t be counting days as it has screwed me up too many times before. Hence the beer in hand, crying.

I’m teetotaling up, and if you want to come along for the ride,

here’s a few things that might interest you:

There’s a plethora of sober bloggers out there, and a large number of Quit Lit books that have resulted from those blogs. I admit it, some of those books make me want to grab a glass of wine (not my go-to drink) simply because they wax on about it so much. And then there’s the occasional “I’ve been sober 7 days, lost 15 lbs, my chronic acne is completely gone, I just ran my first 5K, and I’m cooking at a Michelin chef 5-star level, too!” Bullshit. Run from those. Think fake influencer. You definitely don’t need anything that is going to make you feel like you’re not succeeding, when any day you don’t drink is a roaring success in and of itself.

-Aside: I do wish there were more than the occasional blog from someone still living with an active daily drinker. It’s not an excuse, but it’s really hard to shut off my addicted brain when there is always a beer in view. Extremely hard. It makes it very easy for that voice to convince me that it really doesn’t matter if I drink or not, so why not drink if everyone else is, ok? Add in the alcohol industry’s bombardment through the media and nearly every tv show and movie, aimed at telling and showing us how wonderful it is to drink (until you get drunk or overdo it, then you’re somehow the problem) and it’s almost a lost cause from the get-go.

The book that first gave me the most information about alcohol and its addiction is Under the Influence. An older book, but still very valid and enlightening.

The first “how to stop” I read was The Small Book, which is about AVR, something that newer authors have built on and incorporated into their own guides.

One of my favorite quit lit books is The Unexpected Joy of Being Sober, and another is Between Drinks by a former professional drinker in Australia.

If you’re curious about AA, Russell Brand has a unique take on the program which he writes about in Recovery: Freedom from Our Addictions. There’s also One Breathe at a Time and The 12-Step Buddhist for those with a view towards Eastern spirituality.

Belle has a 100-day challenge on her site, Tired of Thinking About Drinking, and Annie Grace has a book with a 30-day challenge, as well as other resources on her website, This Naked Mind.

I recently discovered that Twitter has a hashtag community, RecoveryPosse, filled with support and promoted books about sobriety authors. I know Instagram has a sobriety community, too.

Welcome aboard, and here’s to leaving alcohol behind!

Much love,

Pip 😎

PS: If you’ve followed me for a while and you’ve heard this all before, imagine how it feels to be in my shoes, or any other drinker struggling with this addiction. 🙏

PPS: For those wondering, no, I’ve never sent light while under the influence. That would be unethical as hell, and I respect (and am in awe of) what I do too much to mess with it like that.

PPPS: I almost didn’t post this today. I wrote it yesterday and in the middle of the night had a panic attack, wondering “what if I don’t succeed? I don’t want to be embarrassed again!”, and “Does anyone need to know this? Does anyone really care?” and took it off pre-scheduling. It won’t leave me alone, though, so here it is, for all the world to read. 😱

*Quote from 28 Days.

Health · Journal

Just a quick note

I’m starting up my newsletter again. It’s called Tiny Moments, and it will show up in your inbox every now and again, but never daily.

I don’t know about you guys, but between all the social media platforms and my own inbox, I don’t catch up on blogs as often as I mean to. They were my first love back when we lived on LiveJournal, yet they tend to be the last thing I check now.

I will, though, read email daily, so with the assumption that I may not be the only person with this dilemma, a newsletter seemed the right option to keep in touch.

Nothing free comes with it, sorry. 😂

The newest one is in the works, so if you’re interested, sign up, and I hope to see you in your email! (That sounded weird.)

Much love,

Pip 🙂

PS: remember I mentioned people with vertigo; seems there are more suddenly getting it! I did some lightwork on a friend and she just mentioned that there are quite a few on FB, as well as her husband, who say it’s happening to them, too. Is this as interesting to anyone else as it is to me? I wonder what the cause is, since it’s not as if they all have daily contact or anything. I’ve even had a bout with it for a bit over a week now, and it’s stayed fairly low-level, not as intense as my friend had it. Curiouser and curiouser…

©Pip Miller – February 2021

Energy Healing · Journal

My heart is singing

I had to share this!

Makes this crappy news day SO wonderful!!!

BTW, the scientist never answered my question about vertigo, another one also didn’t, so now I’ve put it out to #MedicalTwitter to see if someone will. Fingers still crossed!

And in not great news, did you see this about 4 fully-vaccinated people in Oregon contracting Covid? Not unexpected, but also not good news. And then there’s this thread about the WHO stating that people who have had Covid CAN get re-infected with the new strains.

Please, please, please continue to wear masks (double up as recommended by the CDC), stay away from others, and for the love of life, don’t eat inside restaurants!

With love,

Pip

PS: If you already don’t know what I do, check here!

Journal

This is me not screaming

Well, maybe a little.

Working on the website and discovered the Bloglovin’ and Feedly links were incorrect and decided…why didn’t anyone stop me?…to fix them. 30 minutes and a lot of swearing later, Feedly is gone (one follower and I couldn’t figure out how to do anything but delete it), Bloglovin’ is fixed and updated, and my stress level is through the roof.

My guy keeps telling me “you’re so intelligent, you can figure anything out”; lovely sentiment but far from the truth. IT stuff drives me insane. SEO, ROI, RSS…jibberish. I mean, I know what they mean, just; I think it’s that I don’t really care. I’m not that interested, so I don’t put in the effort to learn deeply what and how. Which, of course, bites me in the ass when it comes to marketing myself and behaving on Twitter and using Instagram as a selling tool instead of random photos that I think others might like. I just want to have fun with it all, and help people feel better along the way. I don’t think that’s such a leap, do you?

Speaking of helping people, I’ve noticed a trend of people that get severe vertigo which is sometimes accompanied by sinus problems, sometimes by full-on “are you sure it’s not Covid cuz I know the test says no, but damn!” symptoms. I’m wondering if it’s something to do with a new variant, and asked someone on Twitter (waiting for a response).

How is YOUR day going?

With love,

Pip 🙂

©Pip Miller – February 2021

Books · Journal · Misc

Podcasts: fan or no?

I haven’t been a fan, but since I stopped drinking I needed something to help with that little voice in my head, and I didn’t want to dive back into audiobooks. So podcasts.

I’ve found some I like, and some that while I want to hear the content, drive me nuts because the podcaster invites guests to discuss things, but then interrupts and talks about ‘me, me, me’ over and over again. If that’s what you’re going to do, do like Leonie Dawson and just ramble whatever comes to mind and skip the guests. It works great for her.

Do you have any podcasts you really enjoy? Let me know so I can give them a try!

Oh, speaking of audiobooks, if you haven’t listen to Braiding Sweetgrass by Robin Wall Kimmerer. The book is soooooooooooooooo good, so timely, and her voice is amazing. I’m not linking to Amazon, because not everyone uses Audible, and Bezos donated to The Rule of Law, which funded the Capitol takeover. You can listen to it on Hoopla if you’d prefer. I love Hoopla.

We’ve got a storm coming in, which usually means we don’t get much precipitation, but everywhere around us does. It’s cold, though. January cold. Which is nice because I’ve been walking around in short-sleeves and we’ve had the front door open almost every day. Even in the high desert, this isn’t normal for January.

I spent the day running a few errands, picked up The Starless Sea at a local bookstore (the blurb had me at “…a mysterious book…”, and sending light. The light was for a gamut of ailments, and it was, as always, amazing to be able to help people (and Crackers the horse) feel better, even if it’s only for a while.

It was a good day.

How was yours?

Much love,

Pip 🙂

©Pip Miller – January 2021

Journal

Sometimes you just have to step away

I’ve always been that person who capitalizes post titles, but I think I’m over it. Just sayin’.

Anyway…I peeked into Twitter a couple times today, found out more about what happened Wednesday, more about what is planned for the inauguration (they really, really shouldn’t hold it outside), and then I stepped away. It’s too much. That old Chinese curse came to mind, as it does so frequently, and interesting times no longer hold any interest for me. Quiet and calm, that’s what my goal is.

Thing is, there is so much that needs to change, so much that needs to be addressed…and if not now, when? There are deep, SO deep, underlying issues that have been swept under the rug and ignored or joked away for centuries, as well as newer issues that require lights shone (shined?) on them so the same thing doesn’t happen to them. It’s the 21st century, a time in which one would think we would be beyond the issues that are raising their ugly heads in such a way that they can no longer be ignored. We have come so far in so many ways, such as technology, but in others we may as well be back at the beginning, and that’s sad. No, not sad: reprehensible. The fact that humans (ok, let’s be real: white people) have refused to evolve in ways that matter the most, that they have willingly continued to toe the patriarchal and racist lines for centuries…that’s inexcusable.

I freely admit that as a white woman, I was unaware of my white privilege – I didn’t even realize there was such at thing. And that ignorance doesn’t excuse me. I should have been more aware. We all should have. It’s not like we live in individual plastic bubbles, only aware of what is presented to us. No, we live in the world, with the ability to read books and newspapers and websites that show in start reality how things really are.

I don’t know that I’m making any sense. There are so many thoughts going through my head, and putting them in order isn’t really happening.

So even though we may need to take a break from the internet here and there, we also need to remember that that is a luxury; that racism and all other issues** that create an “other” are being dealt with 24/7/365 by many, many people in the world. And it’s our duty as white people to change that*.

Much love,

Pip

*Yes, I’m aware that these issues are not exclusive to white people, but in context of what’s been happening in the United States, we are the problem.

** “issues” isn’t the word I want, but the correct one eludes me. Issues it too…gentle.