Yesterday I was showered with grief over a crow that was dying in the street. I was on my way to the pain clinic when I noticed a crowd of crows squawking and flapping their wings. Inside this circle of black birds was a suffering, bleeding crow, flapping around, moaning with agony. I pulled over, grabbed a towel from my trunk and gently scooped up the poor little soul to carefully rest him on the grass. I said a little prayer and started to cry.
I looked into it's eyes and I could see it begging me to help him, and I could do nothing. He was almost gone. The other birds all gathered up along the telephone wire, continued their songs of fear and desperation, to help their friend. It appeared that a car may have clipped this little guys wings, and rendered it to pass along with God. I don't know. It was just overwhelming.
I suppose I should have called someone to take the bird away, but really I was too upset to do anything other than ponder how quickly life changes, zap, in an instant it's gone.
Like the poor people at the Sugarland concert in Indiana, suddenly, no warning, they passed to a new level of existence. Just so tragic.
On the opposite end of the spectrum, my new job is to assist people with their emotions related to upsets over "stuff" missing, late, lost, etc. Help them solve the problem so they can do the important things in life. I am so appreciative of my job, I just don't understand though why people put so much stock in stuff.
Why get so upset over stuff? It's stuff. It's not alive, it has no soul. Save your anger to defend the homeless man who is beaten to death. Save your frustration to fight hunger. Save your angst to give energy to help your neighbor. Just a thought.
Below are a few articles on some new and non-traditional medical interventions to treat cancer.
The article about a chemo bath is quite intriguing, and I wish I'd received a chemo bath when I was receiving my debulking surgery. I remember distinctly speaking with a dear friend about this very thing, not knowing that the treatment was being studied. I said "why didn't they just spray a bunch of chemo inside my abdominal cavity while I was in surgery"? I mean, seriously!
I was already going to be in severe pain. Oh well. It just goes to show you how important it is for us patients to do research before surgery, if at all possible. Patient be aware!
I know my post is kind of all over the place, but I had to talk about the poor little crow. When you look deeply into any animals eyes, you see "them" their spirit. Love all life!
Peace and Blessings
Denise
