Midwest Musings

Monday, June 22, 2009

Summer Solstice

My friend Miss*R over at Tales of Inglewood has gathered us together to Heal our Mother Earth. She is in desperate need of healing. The Thirteen Indigenous Grandmothers have spoken of this.

I decided to partake, but when Sunday arrived I wasn't sure what to do. I envisioned Her wrapped in a big white healing light. I carried that vision with me throughout the day.

When evening came, I looked at my alter and saw the charged moon water I had made several months ago at circle. I took my moon water and a packet of Texas wildflower seeds outside. I gave the seeds back to Gaia and nourished her (and them) with moon water.

Peace Mother Earth. I am sorry for what has been done to you and vow to heal you to my best ability.

Saturday, June 6, 2009

My husband, my hero

My husband served in the United States Army. He enlisted when he was 17. Joined when he was 18. He's a trained mechanic and has been one, until recently for over 25 years.

Today he is working his "job". He does it to keep himself busy. He probably makes less than 1 cent a week. But he still does it just about every day. And I worry, even though he has his phone with him and walks against traffic.

He picks up cans and when he has enough he turns them in and get .33 cents a pound. When he finally felt he had enough he turned than in and got $10.

It's sad the amount of trash along the roads here in Texas. I have never seen anything like it. And neither has he.

When he contacted the County to see about contracting himself out for this, he was told several different things, when he finally (6 phone numbers later) got to the correct person.

"We send out inmates out regularly to do this" (We've seen this maybe twice and of course it's along the highways near Austin.)

When my husband (nicely) indicated this, he was told he was wrong. Makes me wonder why the SAME MATTRESS has been on the SAME STREET outside of Pflugerville's City Limits, but inside Travis County, for a few weeks now.

I told my husband he needed to take a picture of the knocked down "Littering results in a $4000 fine" sign with trash scattered around it. Ironic.

He was told that if he wanted to file a "complaint" he could do so. He was also told he did not need to get rude/snotty whatever about it. My husband wasn't. He was just looking for information and a chance to get a job.

Occasionally, someone will give him money. A man gave him $26 bucks the other day and thanked hm for trying to keep the road clean.

He was told by the County that he could set up an "Adopt a Highway" section in our area.

It's a shame. We live somewhat in the country. Not too many houses. Some farm animals. I'm sure they apppreciate rusting, rotting cans and broken glass in their environment.

I'm certain they wouldn't know what to do with a mattress.