Saturday, May 10, 2008



This is for all the mothers, fathers who acted like nurturing mothers, and loving children who made it all possible in the first place… as well as those of us who may not have had our own children but care so deeply to save the lives of animals... We did our best.
Be happy, healthy, and very lucky.
:):):):) ~ Love Ruby *o* and Meows 0x0x0x0x0x0x0x0x
Anonymous said...
Oh boy do I miss my family. When they were alive I took them for granted. Now in my older years, it is hard to realize that I did not appreciated them when they were alive. Thank you for your post. anon

Saturday, May 03, 2008



Dear Readers,
This article is being re-printed because so many people I know are telling me that due to financial and other issues, their families are moving away from one another.
Norma’s Ark ~ Sunday, July 29, 2007


By Dr. InaNorma Yanez, Ch.t. Once upon a time we all lived in tribal environments. Our lives literally depended upon each other so we paid attention to each others’ needs. We all shared food, shelter, and commodities that helped the mutual well-being of the tribe. Medical needs were attended to by the local shaman. As time went by, life evolved, or as some would say, DEVOLVED into bigger and bigger cities….. and eventually families began to move apart. The tribal mentality diminished. Nowadays, we fend for ourselves more and more. The cost is large. Spiritually, psychologically, and even economically speaking, we are more on our own with less and less tribal and familial-like support. Of course there are still families that help each other and stay together. Yet, the tendency to move away is part of our present day societies. Or at least it is in this country. We move because of job and school requirements, health reasons, and an assortment of other concerns. Sometimes we are able to keep our family units together. When we are separated by long distances, it becomes harder to meet up or to assist one another in times of emergency. Even the good times aren’t really shared if we do not see each other in person to do so…. What are the costs? Frequently we do not even realize the costs. Those of us who are sensitive do. It is “indifference.” Out of sight and out of mind is often the case. At times there is guilt. Other times a sense of anomie = not feeling cared for….. prevails. But always there is a price for the separations. Little by little we forget what it was like to be together until the relationships begin to wane. Some use the phone system or e-mail to keep in touch. Others spend large sums to fly to be together on certain mutually enjoyed holidays. But in general, the distance takes its eventual toll. Are we better off for the traveling? You tell me? Are we better off for having left our familes?

Thursday, May 01, 2008


Repeating Negative Choices Is A Habit

This is very timely. Author unknown to me. Ruby *o*
“Life is too short to wake up with regrets. So love the people who treat you right. Forget about those who don't. Believe everything happens for a reason.
If you get a chance, take it. If it changes your life, let it. Nobody said life would be easy, they just promised it would most likely be worth it.”
When I received the above quote from a pal, it hit me between the eyes with a truth. I, and many of my own patients, have repeated similar choices and patterns that are negative far too many times not to take notice. So I asked myself why... and the answer is “HABIT!” As we choose our habits, so can we choose to replace them with better choices. One of the major obstacles to this is that we do not speak to ourselves honestly. Looking into the mirror and talking to our eyes is one of my personal tricks, which is why I like the photo of me photographing me in the mirror. It takes real courage to do this process of speaking honestly to one’s self. If a situation, relationship, or other life event(s) is really driving you or me nuts, isn’t it time to deal with it like a brave soldier? I recently had to face some life-altering decisions. It was beyond difficult. So I prayed, went to the mirror and spoke to my eyes from the heart. It forced me to decide on something I did not want to happen and could not help or control. I had been stalling for years on this one and it finally came to a boil. It got resolved, and what I had worried over never even happened. So much for the counselor admitting to fault. Grin :)

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