Vampire Soiree 2014.........A bit of a switch............

Finally.

The quiet is such a blessing. This is the same feeling I have when a headache comes to an end. Relief. Peace washes over my soul.

The constant hum has been almost intolerable for the past few weeks has now been quieted. Thankfully I can relax and enjoy this moment.

I don't remember the others being this big of a cleanup. Last time it was a matter of turning on a hose and washing the floors down. But this time was extraordinary, it wasn't ordinary blood, this was the blood of a vampire. My vampire. My first vampire, perhaps not my last now. The one who has given me all I need to be able to continue my lifelong dream, to be immortal. I am now all I have longed to be.

Even with his seemingly hypnotic pull, the poor dear fancied himself the master and I, the pawn. But don't they all? I mean, they are such weak minded beings, poisoned by the testosterone that flows through their bodies. Even this my sweet dear blood sucker had that tragic and terrible affliction, only his lust had been in his bite not his groin.

Most of the others had a look of pain, ecstasy and torture on their faces at the moment of their demise but my vampire had a look of having been beaten at his own game when the spike pierced his chest. He tried to speak but only sucked in air and shriveled into this blob of gelatinous goo and ashes that now lay at my feet. The blood is congealed and black, more like tar than blood.

How unfortunate. This is not nearly the exhilaration I get from the bright red hot reward from the blood of my human victims.

Oh dear, I fear I will most certainly have to leave the mess for the sunshine to clear away. Pity really.

I am off to find my next victim and set my trap. Only now, I can continue to bring the gift of death to more and more because I will be around to do so for a very lengthy and lovely time.

Happy Vampire's Day my dears. Soiree on.

Special thanks to Holly's Horrorland for this really fun way to celebrate Heart Day. I had a tasty good time.

Oma goes to a healer...........at last

Yesterday I had an appointment with a healer. A Cuandera. A Bruja. I was very excited to have at least found someone who practices herbal magic and had sight into medical issues. Of course I was also guarded.

You know that I have been struggling with my sidekick Fibro for a very long time. The last doctors were insistent that I take anti epilepsy meds (mind fucking drugs) much like Lexapro or Celexa that I had taken for depression. It took me forever to get off of that crazy ride. The taking of the drugs is one thing but even worse is the getting off of them. Some are as awful as getting of of heroin or cocaine. And the last doctor not only insisted on the medication he upped the dosage for me to start on so that I could get an instant fix. In other words I would be "out of it" from the get go. I refused and he promptly said he couldn't do anything more for me. I asked about a referral to a pain clinic and he said no, that I probably wouldn't do that either so he wasn't going to waste his time. Fine by me. It was the icing on the cake for me and I need to be thankful because, it caused me to take my inaction and put it into finding a possible fix for me.

My whole personality changed about 9 years ago. It was because of a memory that I had stuffed and hadn't let see the light of day since I was a child. Then when my grands and Shelley moved to SC, I once again had a loss. Now, one would have thought that 5 years ago when they came back here to live with us that the loss would have turned to a gain, but instead I have continued to ride the train to doing nothing, feeling nothing except pain and total inaction when it comes to feeling better. My bad and completely my own doing. Every once in awhile I would perk up and find something that really interested me but even though I have done lots with and for the grands, Linda was nowhere to be found in all of it.

I asked my friend Steve the Chiropractor if he knew of a traditional Cuandera and of course he did. That is how I came to be with Bernadette yesterday. She only lives 5 blocks from my house.

I walked in, sensed her openness immediately and we started on my road to me being me again. You know it is one thing to take herbs yourself based on books or friends ideas but it is another to have someone who took a complete history on my emotional self, physical self and spiritual self and then let that guide her and her spirits to a beginning for me. I am excited. I feel confident. I am in a relationship with this healer now and she/I will work together to get me to the place where I can be the best me, I can. Safe, in control and attended to.

I do need to ask that if you feel you can, would you send some healing energy my way? I am going to collect it like a magnet and use it to help me when my energy reserves are tapped out. Bernadette and I have a lot of work to do. Then I have much more to do one my own so that is why I ask you my lovelies for your love and support.

I'm looking forward to getting back to being the ball buster I used to be, not the simpering olde broad that I have become. I don't mind being old as a matter of fact I am proud that I have had the opportunity to get here, I just want to be happy and healthy and have a couple of pain free days to rub together while I still have those days as my own.

I will keep you up to date on my progress and also I will share with you the herbals and how I am using them.

With hope in my heart, Oma Linda

The first herbal tincture I am using is Break-Stone, Chanca Piedra is a “premier” herb in the therapeutic herbal tradition of Peru, where knowledge of rainforest remedies spread to Andean civilizations, including the Incas. It is believed to break up and expel both kidney stones, and gall stones, to help stimulate the production of bile and to promote healthy liver and gall bladder function. It is also traditionally used to clear obstructions throughout the various internal organs of the body by promoting the elimination of mucous, phlegm and stones.