Friday, May 5, 2017

Cadillac Ranch - Amarillo TX

We had a stopover in Amarillo, TX and our RV park was 5 minutes from Cadillac Ranch. 

Lest you not know of Cadillac Ranch, it's Another Roadside Attraction to see when you're traveling. From Wikipedia
Cadillac Ranch is not a ranch but a public art installation and sculpture in AmarilloTexas, USA. It was created in 1974 by Chip LordHudson Marquez and Doug Michels, who were a part of the art group Ant Farm. It consists of what were (when originally installed during 1974) either older running used or junk Cadillac automobiles, representing a number of evolutions of the car line (most notably the birth and death of the defining feature of mid twentieth century Cadillacs: the tailfins) from 1949 to 1963, half-buried nose-first in the ground, at an angle corresponding to that of the Great Pyramid of Giza in Egypt.

It has become very colorful over the years, and the ground around it is littered with used and half-used spraypaint cans, so one can leave their mark if they like. 

Up close the texture of the thousands of layers of spraypaint is fascinating to see. 

These are the tires, so covered in spraypaint they've become another thing altogether. 

What used to be the axle. 

Another tire. 

Layers of spraypaint turned into stalagtites. Stalagmites? The ones that drip down. 

It's difficult to tell anymore if the car is still underneath or if it is just layers of spraypaint holding together the shapes of cars. 

Either way, it's delightfully colorful and fascinating. 

And makes for some great photos, especially against the sky we were treated to this day. 

K was shy to spraypaint at first, but he really got into it once he started and made his mark on several of the cars. 

The row of colorful art cars. 

Mi familia. 

This sky! This art installation in a cornfield!

And of course, the obligatory gift shop down the way, which we did not visit. 

Another view of the cars against the most amazing sky. 

Wednesday, May 3, 2017

White Sands National Park

While driving from Arizona to New Mexico, we found out from a fellow RVer about White Sands National Monument. We'd never even heard of it before he told us. He said, "You have to stop at White Sands, you're going right by it! You can even park your RV in the parking lot."

And so to break up the long drive that day, we did. After we parked our RV in the parking lot and got sleds from the gift shop, we unhooked our tow car and drove in.

On the way in, we were treated to beautiful views like this.

"Rising from the heart of the Tularosa Basin is one of the world's great natural wonders - the glistening white sands of New Mexico. Great wave-like dunes of gypsum sand have engulfed 275 square miles of desert, creating the world's largest gypsum dunefield. White Sands National Monument preserves a major portion of this unique dunefield, along with the plants and animals that live here." 

The gypsum sands look like snow! But make no mistake, the sunny heat let us know we were undoubtedly in the desert. 

The gypsum is so white and vast! Despite it looking desolate, White Sands actually houses quite and ecosystem of plants, mammals, amphibians, fish and birds. You can read more on their website if you're curious. We didn't see any, but our visit was also quite short because of the heat. 

In the gift shop they also sold wax to wax the bottoms of the sleds. Sand isn't exactly the smoothest thing to slide down - lots of friction in sand! 

Long walks up the hill in the desert heat!

View of the parking lot from where I was taking phots of them sledding.

Marching back up that hill!

Many walks up this hill in the heat and dry made for a much shorter visit. We quickly finished our water and were wanting more, which was back in the RV. We were not exactly prepared enough. 

But our short visit was a beautiful one nonetheless. We were really glad we made this stop. 

There's a missile testing site right next to it and White Sands is often closed because of missile testing. Luckily on this day it was open to the public. 


Here are some videos. Sledding the white sands. Please ignore the sound in the background, that's Muffins the Pug trying to release some of the heat. She sounds terrible, I know. 




Tuesday, May 2, 2017

Three Steps Forward, Two Steps Back...One Step Forward Again

Sure enough, once we moved to the new RV Park, within just a couple of hours I was already feeling so much better and less pain. And after being here a couple of days now, still maintaining that improvement. Pain in my body is almost gone really, and fatigue as well. I do keep waking up with a headache, but it does also mostly go away once I've been awake awhile. I'm not sure exactly what that's about.

It's been raining here nonstop and that affects me differently, but not nearly as adversely as those power lines. I just get a little more tired and sleepy and want to snuggle under blankets and have much less humidity in the air. But I'm functional. 

I had an amazing day visiting my family yesterday - a day that makes me wish hard that our time in this city could be for longer than it is. It feels SO short this time. It's been several years since we've all seen each other and there is so much to catch up on. Would that we could be here a month so we could really start to tackle it.

I still have many limitations that prevent me from being able to see all the people I wish I could see here. People have to make changes to see me - they have to be scent-free and willing to come to us in the RV park, because other than my Mom's house I'm not sure where I could be safe. I have to be extra super careful about what I eat and making sure to take all of my supplements (and getting in extra) so my immune system can handle all the stress of new and different situations.

Traveling while healing and detoxing is not exactly ideal, but it is doable if I just make sure to prioritize my health and really be careful about listening to my body's needs and taking care of them.

Before when we've visited the way we would handle being able to see many people at once is we'd have a gathering somewhere - usually a kind friend would offer their home or we'd meet at a park or something, and invite friends to come, so we could have a time of seeing them. But my body cannot handle that this time - there are too many variables that could happen in a group (like scents and colds and such), and for my health I just cannot do that anymore.

I'd like to think there will come a time when I will be able to again. Once I've healed enough to have reached a stable space and be back in the world safely and fully again. I have real hope that it will happen in time.

Until then I am mindful, paying attention, making sure I'm eating the most healing foods (as outlined by Anthony William in his books, "Medical Medium" and "Life-Changing Foods", as well as in his blogs and podcasts). I'm eating lots of raw, since my body seems its best with that - and potatoes at night. I drink my celery juice and heavy metal detox smoothie every morning, along with my supplements and herbal tinctures. I don't think I've ever been SO diligent about making sure everything that goes in has a healing purpose since I did the Medical Medium cleanse. And that was just the foods, no supplements then.

But it's important - this is how I get through all of this okay and continuing to heal. I couldn't have done this at all a year ago. I am so grateful for all of the healing information I DO have now thanks to the Medical Medium, because it has gotten me this far. Being able to travel at all. Being able to see my family again. Having days like yesterday with laughter, love, family, it meant everything to me.

A year ago I wasn't sure I'd ever even be able to see my family again. I'd lost hope that I'd ever find healing or get better or be able to leave my house safely again. So to be able to do all of those things with some accommodations (everyone was scent-free for me) has been a gift I'm eternally grateful for.

Photos to come in a couple of weeks, once they've been processed. 

Friday, April 28, 2017

when the power lines took me down

We finally reached the Midwest to see our families, and immediately upon driving into the RV Park we'd be living in for the next several days, we spotted the power lines.

"Uh oh," my husband said as he saw them, "Are you going to be okay here?" He knew from experience that I tend to be very sensitive to such things and they can cause me so many issues. 

"I don't know," I answered, "I guess we'll find out."

Apparently the answer is not so much. We've been there only a few days and clearly the toxin load there was way too high for this body. I've been eating cleanly, taking extra supplements to boost my immune system, getting outside for walks, and still the pain levels in my body increased drastically while we were there. That even included the all over body pain known as my "Fibro" pain - I hadn't experienced that level of pain in months. Again, the little 8 pound cat walking on my skin felt like shooting pain, and I couldn't bear to be touched.

In addition to the pain, my tinnitus went crazy, my fatigue and brain fog creeped up, aches and pains are returning all over, and in the interest of not going all TMI, let's just say there were other symptom flares as well. It was reminiscent of when I'd just begun to heal, and if I didn't know for sure that this would be temporary, it would have seriously scared me. It certainly turned me into a crabby scrappy human for a few days. Being in pain 24/7 makes it incredibly difficult to be nice and kind and positive.

This has always happened to me when I visited this metropolitan area. Allergies go haywire, I get really sick, pain increases. In that area in particular, I found myself extra sick and unable to get out of bed the last couple of times we visited. I hoped that because this time I was armed with the healing foods and all of the amazing information Anthony William, the Medical Medium offers, I'd be better able to withstand the onslaught. 

But this body in its current healing state was no match for the toxin load of those EMFs and whatever else those power lines emit. I'm doing my best to keep it at bay as much as possible and I think I am actually, despite everything that is happening. But it's a good reminder of just how affected we can be by our environment. Allow me to be the canary in the coalmine, it seems to have been my job these past few years. I'm used to it now. I've accepted that this body is extra sensitive, and that many things that others do with ease and oblivion to the dangers, I just cannot. 
Despite all of this, I am so grateful to Anthony William for all of the information he continues to offer for our collective healing. Without it all I never would have even been able to travel at all. Or if I did, I'd be stuck in the RV 24/7 while I watched my family go places. I'd have been too sick to join them at all. Despite all that happened to my body from those power lines and whatever else is in that area that takes me out, I am still stronger and healthier than I was at my sickest. Even in all of that pain. I still am functional on a level I never was back then. So my sickest NOW is still BETTER than my best then, just 10 months ago. And that is pretty amazing. Setbacks like these now just remind me how amazingly far I've come, and that I now have the tools and knowledge I need to recover from these setbacks fairly quickly.

Healing is not a straight upward line, it veers sometimes. There are setbacks. Things happen like travel and stress and power lines and pesticides being sprayed nearby, and we get knocked down. But not all the way down. Not anymore. And we know, armed with this powerful knowledge, how to get back up again.

This setback is temporary and I know that, so it's okay. This too shall pass. We're in a different park now today, in the heart of the downtown area. Amazingly, despite being in an industrial area, my pain is already subsiding. I'm already feeling more clear and energetic. I wasn't 100% positive it was the power lines that were taking me down there, because there were so many other possibilities as well. But the proof is in the pudding, isn't it? It didn't take very long for that pain to abate once we were away from them.

It blows even my mind. I don't know what I'll feel like tomorrow after a full night's sleep, but right now as I prepare for bed several hours after being away from those lines, there is no doubt in my mind that those lines were sapping my health away and causing everything to flare. My tinnitus has drastically reduced again since being away from them, as well, as well as ALL of the other symptoms that were flaring.

I'm so glad I have the healing foods and supplements to recover myself from this. Because I want to be able to see my family and enjoy my time with them while I'm here, not spend it sick and recovering in bed like I have had to in the past. And now I get to.  

Wednesday, April 12, 2017

I like Breathing Clean Air When I Can Find It

Today we drove from Roswell, NM to Amarillo, TX and man alive, I did not realize how much I missed having humidity in the air. For the past month plus we've been in the desert, which for me is a really interesting place to visit, but I was honestly ready to get out of the dry air. 

I was born into humidity and have been in humidity my whole life, so this was the first time I've experienced a complete lack of moisture in the air. Although the dry was nice for things like how quickly our clothing dried when hanging after the wash or swimming, breathing dry air all the time was not as fun. And the floors of the RV - the moisture has gone out of them so much that the floors are developing huge gaps between the floorboards - that's really not good. 

Our drive was through the most disgusting stretches of factory farmland - it was heartbreaking and horrible and I cannot believe there is any part of any human being that finds this practice acceptable. The stench was unlike anything I've ever smelled, and those poor cows were in such abhorrent conditions. The smell lasted for miles and miles after we'd passed each one. And the farms themselves were vast. No one should ever eat anything that comes from those places, not if they want to achieve health. Not the meat or the grains. 

On a related note, Anthony William, the Medical Medium I go on about, did a podcast just this past Monday called "Environmental Illness" that talked about factory farming and pesticide use in conventional agriculture. If you want to listen to it yourself, it can be found here on Soundcloud. He also talks about carpet chemicals, paint, mold and other airborne toxins that threaten our health. 

He also did a blog post on the subject that can be found here

I learned from that podcast that even worse than all of the pesticides (if you can imagine anything worse for our health) and as bad as or worse than any car exhaust or diesel fumes is the burning of those pesticides. He said that agricultural....I mean conventional farms use this plastic that is already industrial (not food grade) plastic they put on or next to the crops as row covers. Then when they drench everything with pestides wearing  Hazmat suits, after the pesticides have soaked into the foods, they take all that pesticide-coated plastic and they BURN IT. 

No one knows about it or if they do, they don't realize how incredibly toxic this is. Not JUST the burning plastic, which is horrible, but the pesticides when they burn. In the spring when everyone's allergies go insane and people start getting sick - Anthony said it's not (just) the pollen that's the culprit. This is when they are burning all of this plastic. He says that they do it in all the states but that California has it the absolute worst (presumably because that's where they grow the food). 

I thought you might want to know about that, because I had no idea, and like he said, I doubt many people do. This ties into when we were driving by all the farmland where they keep the cattle they're going to slaughter....again, factory farms. The stench is unbearable, I cannot imagine anyone living in those conditions, and yet there were houses. I couldn't believe it. It went on for hundreds of miles,  but the energy there - it was just dead. You could see it in the cattle all bunched so tightly together in pens, you could feel it in the air. You could see it in the buildings, falling apart and decrepit, just factories these places were, and these cattle - I think death is the best thing one could wish for them all at this point, it was that bad. 

I didn't take any photos. I don't want to have a record of this horriffic scene, it's already emblazoned on my psyche for life. It was really hard to look at and even harder to smell. And lest anyone think that's "just what farms smell like", let me assure you that it is NOT.  I have been to grassfed free-range cattle farms and there is an organic cow manure small that is natural and farm-like, for lack of a better description. This was NOT that. This smelled like death and decay and chemicals  - it was far beyond anything I've ever experienced, or that anyone should ever have to experience, man or beast. Worse than any pig farm. As we drove past the slaughterhouse I couldn't even imagine what it looks or feels like in there (I've seen photos, cannot unsee).

It's so important to know where our food comes from, and to be connected to that. When we ate beef, we knew our farmer and their cows. We'd go to their farm and pet the cows and watch them live out their happy lives before they became food. Heck, we even went to the processors ourselves to pick up the meat after slaughter.

I don't begrudge people eating meat  - humans are omnivores after all. But there are better ways - healthier ways - to care for our food. It tastes better when it has a good life - meat and plants alike. It tastes better because it IS better - it's healthier, and it makes us healthier too. Not just us, but the planet that we live on. How did we become so far removed from our food in just a few short generations that factory farming has become a viable option? And how long will it take us to see that it really is not?