My heart goes out to you.
We failed you as a society.
Although I truly want to, I cannot really fathom the depths of despair which caused you to commit such a heinous act against your children; your flesh and blood.
I can only imagine that you must have been in such turmoil with your mind and body having gone through so many pregnancies so quickly with no time to recuperate. You probably have not slept a full night in more than 5 years. Your pregnancies probably depleted your body of all of its nutrients that allow for someone to think logically and with reason.
I do not know your circumstance and I can only speculate about what kind of person would continually get you pregnant so quickly after having so much strain on your body. I truly hope you were not also in an abusive relationship. A person like that to me could not have been a loving and understanding father, husband, or partner.
I cannot imagine what it would be like, but I do want you to know that I am mourning the lives of your children and hoping for the best for your surviving son. He is going to have to endure all of the ridicule that you receive and his heart will be tortured for many years to come. Some people do not think about these things when they quickly judge someone else’s action. For that I am truly sorry.
I really hope that the other partner/s involved in this tragedy do not exploit these circumstances for financial gain when he or they are culpable in this matter. Women do not have babies alone and real fathers have compassion for their wives and partners. Real men help with the children and try to relieve stress on the mother.
I too have been in the deep shadows of the depths of despair where psychosis lurks. It is not enjoyable to rise from those places back into the light and realize the pain and destruction that you have caused. You can never go back. You must now forever live with this guilt and for that I am really sorry, and I do not judge you. My heart goes out to you and your family.
Human beings whom are reading this, if you know a mother who too has had this many children in such a short time period please give them some stress relief!
Cook them a good dinner.
Clean their house.
Watch the kids and give them an afternoon off.
Hang out, laugh, and do laundry together.
Do not make them feel bad for having gotten pregnant yet again. It happens. What is done is done. The least we can do is help make life a bit easier so that the next generation of human beings can grow up to make this world an even better place where tragedies like this, that are preventable, do not occur.
We can learn from this.
We are all in this together.
*Edit Note: I was informed via Facebook by George Brown of WREG that his understanding is that not all of the children were Shanynthia’s biological children and that we do not know if her husband was supportive or not. He also added that we do not know if she sought, turned away, or was turned away from an kind of treatment. I wanted to add these because I wrote earlier from the heart after hearing such negativity about this story. I did not do any research and did not claim that I was reporting in any way about this story.
I would like to note that women can have postpartum psychosis from only one pregnancy. It does not just occur after multiple pregnancies. Also I would like to note, that I thank all of those fathers out there that do their best to be supportive, my husband is one. You guys rock as well as any aunts, mother, sisters, friends, and the like that support our mother’s in this world. We need people like you. We need deeply caring and compassionate people to support us in any way possible.
I have been revisiting the human anatomy as of late and I was pretty astounded by a correlation with the sphenoid bone and pituitary gland of the human body with the Egyptian winged disk. There is an uncanny resemblance. I was quickly reminded of the eye of Horus and the pineal gland.
Here is a picture of the Eye of Horus to refresh your memory or show you for the first time.
I really like this correlation and all the things it makes my mind think about.
Here is what I believe I have found. First the solar winged disk.
Here is the sphenoid bone. The pituitary gland hangs just behind the Dorsum sellae in the sella turcica. I think the likeness is uncanny.
Here is a picture from the side of the pituitary gland sitting in the Sella Turica and you can see it in relation to the pineal gland. If the Egyptians were messing with one part of the brain they could have been snooping around in others.
I’m not sure where this idea can go, but there is certainly so much that can be ascertained. We do know the Egyptians were all about cutting up the human body and that other ancient peoples have even performed brain surgery.
Were the Egyptians’ stories about the gods trying to assimilate a physical body with a spiritual mind? How do we teach and pass on inner strength and morality? If these things come from within us, where does within ever end? Could it be considering a whole realm of reality that is within our own human minds?
I have always like to view the stories of the gods and goddesses as a way to formulate how humans and society work. First you have higher thinking and authority, then you have so many different attributes of human behavior from anger to beauty and the arts to war. Among the myths there is room for every human emotion along with an embodiment of values and ideals. We as humans like to anthropomorphize everything.
Just think about the recent film Inside Out. Each emotion was given specific character traits and bodies to match. Hundreds of years in the future these characters may be seen as mythological gods.
While trying to find other correlations of the sphenoid bone and the winged sun disk, I found the following bit of information. It brings in another feature called the optic chiasm which is the area where the optic nerves cross. Now sight is being added to the equation.
Teaching about the sella turcica
I’m not sure what to think about it, but it is interesting how this little area is living on in teachings these days. How come it lost the correlation with the winged disk?
I will leave you with this picture of where the optic chiasm is in relation to the pituitary gland. Maybe someone out there will do a better job of bringing all this information together.
A Wandering Soul…
I love to wander.
I love to wander through thoughts which ponder
of experience and understanding
of the many possibilities.
Wander through things that are imaginable
because I have had the ability and seen
and had the ability and did
and wander through things that are unimaginable
that only peek through bits and pieces
small gestures and fragments minutely perceivable
I love to imagine all the multitude of possibilities
and then to know that I still cannot fathom it all…
This understanding pushes me to wandering more
wander through the thoughts of others
not just in present day
but to travel into the past
to experience the lives
to imagine the exasperation
to feel the emotions of times before
yet ever so present
I love wandering through my gratuitous thoughts
things that come freely with experience
many memories of that which I have lived
My thankfulness of the language that humans have created
My gratefulness for the humans whom created the tools which recorded it
…and for the many hours spent and lifetimes used to document and record
so that I may wander this vast universe of possibilities
Thanks be to so many humans
throughout so many ages
influenced by so many cultures and ways of lifetimes
…for the thoughts of which I love to wander.
Blessings come in many ways in our lives and sometimes those blessing are in disguise.
It is easy to look back on our experience and see where something or someone was a blessing, but it is very difficult to see those blessing that are currently unfolding in the present, especially if they come with difficult change.
This of course does not mean that we are not blessed in the current moment; we just need to understand that blessings can come as hardships. We have all heard before when a tragedy strikes that maybe positive change will come of it.
I am reminded of the phrase “diamond in the rough.” If it were not for the hardships that cause one to get thrown about in the waves of experience, then one may never reach that level of refined beauty that so many seek.
I was asked recently by a friend, “How did you end up with a good man after being with an abusive one?” This was asked honestly with the underlying notion that those who get involved in abusive relationships tend to repeat those relationship choices.
I had never thought about my current relationship from this perspective….
How did I end up making a positive change in my life?
I am glad my friend had the courage to speak up and ask me. This was a blessing in its own right. The subject came up because of a blog post that I reluctantly made about my past abuse. I did not know at the time just how much healing that one blog post could bring me and again I was blessed.
My current relationship is thankfully not an abusive one. There are hard times and there are really tough decisions that need to be made, but I am now in a secure place in my experience that allows for greater spiritual growth. I am changing and growing and I am blessed to be in such a responsive relationship. I have been contemplating for weeks about my current relationship and questioning its blessings in preparation for this post. I only now see this relationship as such a blessing in progress because of this post.
When we honestly question our current experience for deeper meaning we are allowing the All That Is to move about freely in our lives to help us do some polishing up. This is also when synchronicity becomes visible. This has definitely been happening in my life, and I am happy to invite the change in perspective.
My previous post was about past blessings and where they have brought me. Those blessing in my life were much easier to view in hindsight. I could see the good that came about from those situations and I could say with confidence that I was blessed.
This current post is not as definitive as my last. I am being blessed yet I am among the chaos that comes with the shedding of old ways. Many of these current blessings are still being expressed and brought forth. They are not finished with me and I have not felt their true worth.
One of those blessings is my husband. It is his birthday today and I want to honor his presence in my life by expressing the blessings I have received from our relationship.
It has been difficult to truly see my blessings. I know that I have benefited greatly from our relationship and I know that I am happy with where our decisions have brought us thus far, but after 10 years we are still a work in progress.
If there is one great lesson that I have learned from this man, it is to seek greatness in all that I do and the blessings will abound.
I am still at a loss for words to describe the blessings in our relationship, but I do know that love is the best sandpaper there is when is comes to smoothing out our spiritual selves. My husband and I can only truly know our worth to one another and others can only know the reflections that our relationship makes upon this world.
My hope is that we help create positive change to those around us.
Change is always happening and we get to chose how we perceive it, just as you get to perceive my intentions for this post.
I want others to seek to see the beginnings of blessings in their current situations and remember that blessings come in many unsuspecting ways.
My mother and father divorced when I was 9 years old. This is the same age my father was when his mother lost her battle with cancer. Within the first year after the loss of his mother, my father also lost a brother to drowning and his grandmother to old age. Not long after these losses my father’s other siblings left home, and he being the baby was left to survive this devastating string of events with an emotionally and psychologically unstable father.
My father was never equipped to create and raise 3 girls, let alone 2 step children along with a wife who had untreated thyroid problems that caused a whole slew of psychological trauma on its own.
I am not real sure how we as children survived much of this. Thankfully, none of my siblings lost their lives, but we were all disturbed none the less.
We were, however, blessed with the presence of a man who walked into our loves so simply serendipitous. My mother was eating by herself at a restaurant one morning and was approached by a young man asking for a cigarette. This young man was accompanied that morning by his uncle who had noticed the petite woman dinning alone. He didn’t care if she had a cigarette or not, he really just wanted to know more about her.
Within a few months my mother and this man would be married in the living room of our home. She was in a mint green dress and he in slacks and a button down. It would make a third marriage for the both of them. Last summer they celebrated their 23rd anniversary.
In a few days, this man turns 56 and I have so many life lessons attributed to his sweet and kind spirit. He taught me not only how to play chess and to cast a fishing line, but he also taught me that among the chaos of life there are still waters.
I do not know much about where he came from and how it was that he made his way into our lives, but he was the bastion of hope that our family needed. He may not have been my biological father, but he was father to me in so many ways. I am so thankful for his being in my life and my family’s life.
He was the age I am now when he was given the choice by my mother to take on a family or move on. He chose the hard path, and he walked into a damaged home filled with broken hearts and managed to patch some things up by setting a good example.
I often contemplate where my life would be without his guidance and acceptance. He was the memory in the back of my mind that allowed me to see the good in the world. When my heart was broken by detestable men, I had the hope there were good men out there because of his representation.
I owe him so much for showing up in our lives and maintaining a place in our hearts, and for all of the effort and love that he put into my growth as a being. Just knowing the struggles he faced as a surrogate father encourages me to push forward when things get difficult in my own life.
I was and still am truly blessed by his presence in my life, and my wish as we begin our journey into 2016 and beyond is that others receive such a great blessing in their lives as well.
Keshe Gives 10-DAY Notice to ALL Nations of Earth (Oct. 26) – http://wp.me/p2yfNS-6QW
I haven’t looked much into this guy and what he is about, one thing I quickly found out was that no one is talking about it in the mainstream. All I had to do was Google his name and plasma energy and look in news. No news site whatsoever has written about this. Complete silence. Even weirdos and quacks get filler stories written about them. Quacks make for good entertainment, they can be amusing, but not even a crazy quack story. Again…
Maybe, just maybe, this guy is for real and the alternative media community needs to start blasting the airwaves with this information.
We all know what production is, and we know what consumption is. You can refer to this older post about that here. There are those who are producers and those who are consumers, but have you ever heard of prosumption?
Many, many years ago (like the 1970’s) the word prosumption was coined to describe a change in the way that production of goods would be produced. It was reasoned that the economic landscape would grow to benefit consumers to such a degree that they would have much say in how and what was being produced. This is for the most part how some things turned out. One can have a specific saying or image produced onto t-shirts, mugs, and clocks with the click of a button. More and more consumers are producing their own media and customizing businesses across the internet to meet their own needs. Blogs being one of the biggest arenas for prosumption. We are the creators and consumers of the products or media being produced. YouTube is another great example of prosumption.
Actual prosumption, though, through mass customization of mega business for the consumer has not been met with their initial assumptions.
I would like to address some disconcerting fads that large corporations have begun to incorporate into their profit systems.
I hadn’t heard of prosumption until the other day. I came across this scientific article because of a fellow blogger. I am now more aware and would like others to be a bit more aware as well. We can not make fully informed decisions in our society if we are not fully aware of the mechanisms at work.
Most likely you have prosumed and you didn’t even know it. You know those oh so convenient check out lines where you get to ring up and bag your own groceries? Yep, you were not only consuming the goods from the store, you were part of the production process when you did the work of a cashier and bagger. Prosumerism is also present when you use your internet connection and your computer to shop around on the internet. You check yourself out and your goods arrive at your doorstep.
These things seem like great innovations. They are convenient and help you get through your day with less hassle, but in the long run are they really helping out our society as a whole?
When you choose to use the self checkout, are you getting a discount for doing the extra work? Not likely, you are paying the same prices as those using the cashier’s line. You can argue that is was quicker, but did the store under staff their cashiers on purpose? Did they artificially create longer lines? Were you essentially forced to use the self check-out? These are the things that we need to be aware of in our technologically advanced capitalistic society.
When we are not aware of what is going on, that is when we are open for exploitation.
All of big business is set up to make a profit. They are going to use everything they can to make more profit. If this means using less cashiers and more self-checkouts then that is what they are going to do. At first it seems great. We are moving forward as a society with the use of these machines, but what happens to that cashier who can’t make her house payment because her hours have been cut?
Think about all of the bookstores that went out of business since the advent of Amazon?
It seems our technology in the wrong hands (or wrong economic model) is a double edged sword.
I like innovation. I like the new things that we have created as a society, but I do not like the golem corporations that keep sucking up all the money and funneling it to the top. It definitely is a vortex.
I do not mind sometimes ringing up my own groceries and bagging them. I do however mind having my labor exploited for the bottom line.
Be ever vigilant my friends and we as the prosumer can begin to turn the tables.
This about sums it up. I love the way this is explained.
My husband and I just had a conversation about this…and then here it is.
Non-Duality and Presence: Guidelines for Increasing Awareness – http://wp.me/p2yfNS-6Ih