Avoid Self-Fulfilling Prophecies

This week's blog was to cover memories from the age of 6 years of age through the 10 years of age, however, I do believe there is something more important at hand.

When I was introduced to essential oils a couple of years ago and integrated them into my Lifestyle, the positive changes that it made in the strength of my immune system was remarkable.

The images above are of Petri dishes in which our every-day cleaners were tested to compare how each performed compared to the use of Thieves and Oregano essential oils and a Thieves cleaner. 

The Coronavirus is threatening every area of our lives through the panic mentality that is being encouraged in most of the media today, yet we can be prudent concerning how to address it. Coronavirus does not have to be a self-fulfilling prophecy.

How to address the ongoing threat is, of course, per individual needs. My eldest brother is 77-years old with the only ailment being Alzheimer's, thus, I felt comfortable taking him out in public today.

The good news is that we visited an outlet mall for lunch and there were families everywhere with no masks, no hiding, and no sign of distress anywhere.

There is even better news. We can easily protect ourselves over this next 12-18 months to avoid any lasting exposure to the virus while permanently strengthening our immune systems.

Review all of the following information and become proactive in increasing your protection for Today's times, while empowering yourself and your loved ones with even better health for the future.

MdC

"By failing to prepare, you are preparing to fail." Benjamin Franklin

DID U KNOW Our best chance of 'minimal damage done' in any situation is to be well informed and prepared? Consider all here before you decide how you are going to take good care this next couple of years while the Coronavirus works itself out of our daily existence.

What is a Petri dish? https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Petri_dish

DID U KNOW Our best chance of defence, even in choices of cleansers, is Essential Oils? Ask Robyn about the picture of Petri dish results, proving that pure essential oils kill more germs than your leading chemical-based cleansers. https://rcoils.myoilsite.com/

DID U KNOW Incorporating essential oils into your daily regimen will not only help defend you and your loved ones against the present Coronavirus, yet any other upcoming virus? Become proactive and help strengthen your immune system for long-term best health.

FULLON2020 and strengthen the Hope 4 U and your loved ones! https://www.hope4uministries.com/

There is ALWAYS Hope

Odd-looking back at 0-10. I will make it as far as I can this week. If mentally overtaxing, I hope to get to 10 next week.

Seriously, how much does one remember during those ages?

Even if memory is minimal, somehow, we do remember the most impactive, whether it be positive or negative…, the old pleasure or pain theory.

There were 3 boys born before me. I recall, on numerous occasions, my mother would tell that my father wanted a little girl so very much that he just could not believe it when he was informed a girl had finally arrived. That’s sweet. However, it was always followed by a ‘funny’ part: Stripping off my diaper to ensure that finally, a girl had arrived. She delighted, in a fashion, bragging about that.

As a young child, it meant heads or tails to me, but as I got older, it made me realize

That the dye had been cast at birth. I was ‘his’.

Of course, I do not remember the glorious moment…I was a newborn. Yet, when reflecting back over the years, that ‘glorious moment’ embossed on my brain through repetition of hearing, gave me some insight as to why a beautiful blue-eyed, blonde little girl…the ONLY girl…born into an oil-well owner family, would increasingly display such outlandish behaviour.

As well, I do not recall falling and busting my lip open between the age of 1 ½ to 2, a scar that is visible to this day. Yes, toddlers fall and split their mouths open, among other areas of their tiny bodies. But as you will learn to understand, when one is beaten until the age of 18 years by a parent and later by husbands, it is worth considering that even the physical abuse began at a very young age.

We lived in Evansville when I was born, and we were transferred to Virginia Beach when I was still a toddler. I do not recall any of those years other than anxiety. My Aunt Jenny, who had all boys, always wanted a girl. She shared with me that my behaviour was so out of control that my mother would lock me in a room while playing cards. She sensed but never knew.

Whenever I was locked in my room, I would scream, cry, beat and scratch on the door begging to be released. Reportedly, when Aunt Jenny would urge my mother to let me out, my mother would tell my father to go ‘calm her down’. Even as a toddler, I knew whatever was going on should not be happening and tried to be heard. You will discover the plethora of ways I tried to be ‘heard’ as the years and abuse progressed.

We moved again from Virginia Beach to Birmingham. Why? My father was in the Navy. Last I checked, there are nor have there been Naval bases in Birmingham. Many questions still go unanswered as to why were we moved consistently - a dozen-plus times - if it were not due to military assignments? I believe that we were moved continuously because of either teacher, neighbour, church member, etc. beginning to make a comment.

Now, you and I both know that in the ’50s, there was no public recognition or assistance for children who were abused. Whether you were being molested by your father regularly or beaten by your mother afterwards, due to the guilt she could not live with being the Appropriator, there was no public awareness, public assist or anywhere to hide. You just followed the path of those who ‘loved’ you.

Who is being loved healthily, ways to recognize when the actions are not healthy, and how to get help to change it? I stopped incest in my family. My Hope, through offering full disclosure of 6 decades of being abused, in one form or another, and how I reached wellness is to appropriate positive change. 

If even one Soul begins to identify with the subtle signs of a child that is being abused, a parent who is beating or molesting, an Adult victim who continues to be ‘loved’ in an unhealthy way and positive change takes place…PROGRESS.

O.k., we moved to Birmingham in 1954, so I made it to the 5^th year of Life! This is harder than I thought it would be.

But I’ll get there because I am FULLON2020 to live the BEST Life I can, leaving all the negative behind…and SO CAN YOU!

MdC

The Emperor's New Clothes

(A Florida infant iguana safe and sound asleep*)

Are you familiar with Danish Author Hans Christian Andersen's fable,

'The Emperor's New Clothes'?

If not, get familiar with the story and the explanation below of the Plot, as it will give you some hints about this journey.

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Years: 1949 - 1959 Birth Through Ten Years of Age

"The Emperor's New Clothes" (Danish: Kejserens nye læder) is a short tale written by Danish author Hans Christian Andersen, about two weavers who promise an emperor a new suit of clothes that they say is invisible to those who are unfit for their positions, stupid, or incompetent – while in reality, they make no clothes at all, making everyone believe the clothes are invisible to them. When the emperor parades before his subjects in his new "clothes", no one dares to say that they do not see any suit of clothes on him for fear that they will be seen as stupid."

As the Plot is explained, it mentions a vain emperor who cares too much about himself and the cons that become involved. All pretend they do not know what is going on, uncomfortably complying with the sham out of fear. Eventually, a child blurts out the truth, and the townspeople follow, yet the scam carries on.

In reality here, a child blurts out the truth, and even 7 decades later, the masquerade continues ...

In a land of C-PTSD where there is no *'safe and sound asleep'.

MdC

Happy Birthday, My 1969 Valentine!

Alzheimer's is a tough one, yet holds some blessings, too ... like the patient more often looking up at the clouds and recognizing various shapes as animals or more often looking down and discovering beauties like this ... both little blessings most of us would miss because we are just 'too busy'.

The picture is of my 2020 Valentine's present from my eldest brother who has Alzheimer's, a picture of his gift that I will cherish forever that he handed me last night, giving me welcomed solace today, Feb 13th, the birth day of one of my 2 deceased sons, Sean, who has been celebrating in Heaven since 17 years of age.

Sean was hit by a drunk driver who was released at the scene, and using his knowledge gained through being a former law enforcement officer, fled the state of Florida, going into hiding for what he thought would be forever. To Cliffs Notes for now*, capture of the criminal took 7 years to locate, extradite back to Florida, and secure judgement against him.

The cost? Over 100,000$, a final marriage, our home, my business, my health, years of estrangement with my 2 daughters and a real 'forever' centuries of living with a cracked Heart. Ensuring justice done: PRICELESS.

Regardless of the reason for your grief from any type of loss or challenge you may have today or tomorrow, you CAN find at least 1 new good path that would not have been forged in any other way.

There is ALWAYS Hope!
https://www.hope4uministries.com/

MdC

*Look for the full story within the years 1986 to 1993 forthcoming in this autobiography blog.

"It's Time".

Last week...

Feeling all alone on my journey to finally let the Inner Child speak.

But this past week, I recalled, 'Who else is going to do it?'

This is the moment.

"It's Time."

MdC

And So It Begins...

Today is my 71st birthday.

Have you ever felt like you had a story to tell but you know that you are standing alone?
Well, over the next 52 weeks, the story of my Life to date will be told and I feel very alone.

Some will say, 'Oh, my goodness...', some will say, 'Oh, my God!', and some will say, 'No way!'
All I know is that it will be the truth and the whole truth...and since I lived it, the way I see it.

You've heard the phrase, 'There is his story, her story and the Truth...which lies in-between.'
If you know me, you can fill in the blanks.

If you do not know me, you can only imagine.
But remember...you can't actually 'know' unless you've 'been there',

And I pray that no one - ever - has to 'go there' again.

MdC

Counting Blessings at Christmas...No Matter What Your 'M-anger'

I had little intention of blogging on Christmas Day, but reading a negative comment in question form, posted on Facebook for The Hope 4 U Message page received 3-days ago, has inspired me to do so.

The Post Creator asked, "How much money have you made off people with this fake page already?"
Clearly, Post Creator has not done his homework, nor is sincerely seeking any growth on the subject.

This is Christmas Day and due to an auto mechanical failure, the 'manger' available for the past 8 days is 400+/- miles away from home...which would be quite a hike for a Great Grandma!

On the 5th day of being stranded with no clear end in sight, there was a moment of 'Argh!' that attempted to appear, yet, also a recall that Joseph and Mary were stranded on an important journey.

A journey that literally improved the world with the birth of Jesus Christ...and the story of that journey has, for over 2000 years, offered hope to anyone who chooses to believe in goodness.

The blessing...? Being created with the free choice to believe or not believe in goodness...being created with free will to decide where will we put our energies: into the positive or the negative.

A pilot recently discovered that counseling is available through the Hope 4 U Message and when he asked how to minimize the negative noise, he was enlightened to hear: "Just make positive louder."

We can appreciate whatever mangers in Life are provided for us and count our blessings or we can drop the 'm' and just keep letting 'anger' be the fuel that propels us...it is a choice.

At this end of Life's Rainbow, FULLON2020 will continue to minimize the negative by increasing the positive, that is what the Hope 4 U Message is about and has been for over 10+ years.

There will be no responses on Facebook to those who choose the negative noise, like Post Creator.
Prayers will be lifted up daily that he works on minimizing anger...or at least does his homework!

Merry Christmas to all and even more silent nights.

MdC