I nearly had a panic attack. Outside, the sound of birds is a welcome and wonderful song. A world of music that never stops. But when I heard hungry little fledglings that are chirping in desperate need, I went looking for a ladder. Because if something happened to mom, well, Sandi to the rescue!
As I was about to get a ladder, and began my ascent up to bird palace, I noticed the mom fly back to the nest, where she tried to push an anxious baby back into safety, as it seemed to be hanging over the nest nearly losing its footing. She pushed the baby back further into the nest and she flew away when she saw me, so I came back inside.
Don’t worry, I’ll keep an eye out!
Keep growing folks, love one another, and give each other a helping hand. Many blessings, Sandi
Well, we all make mistakes right? When I record my podcast episodes on Anchor, I try to record only once. So, that accomplishes a few things: I get to be as authentic as possible – no script; I am able to feel relaxed, and under no pressure; I have a lot of freedom to say what I want/and/or need to say; and lastly, I hope to goodness I sound ok in the end! So, that being said, I correct myself in the description for my O’vehlu podcast, ‘I made a mistake’ episode. I could’ve redone it. But, I was outside, the crickets yammering away, and the near full blood moon, almost full… in two days. I was under a dark sky, with tons of smattering of stars, and the cat just hanging out, as if he were listening intently to every word, so no, I wasn’t going to re-record!
Here’s the pic of this amazing full moon event, with so many other planetary aspects going on at the same time.
Apparently, there’s tons going on astrologically, but really, I think A LOT goes on all the time. Have you ever imagined what it would be like to spin around in freezing space, with tons of debris, moons, planets, exploding stars, black holes, dark energy, etc., in chaotic, sporadic, devastating speeds?
I prefer watching the moon, in my very small corner of my New Mexico, and just enjoy what happens in the space of seconds… I’ll leave it here!
Hello folks, I’m a bit speechless, but not really, or else I wouldn’t be writing this…
The making of Sandi’s Sacred Spritz, has been such an amazing personal experience. Sharing it has been a priority for me. Financial attachment isn’t important – getting it to the people that need it, is. This morning, I wondered how I was going to incorporate my intentions with the finished product and getting it out there.
I went to Taco Bell, (please don’t judge! Walmart is next door!) to get a bite to eat, in Espanola, NM.
I don’t make it a habit to eat out this way, but if you twist my arm… as I waited in line to order at the window, I noticed a small group of people gathered around a table. There were a few things on the table. There was a sign hanging in front. It said, ‘Barrios Unidos‘. I was very curious to see what that was about, but I was in line, and my grumbling stomach won out.
I ordered, paid, and decided to park next to this mysterious set-up. Hunger aside, I walked over and there was a lovely woman, with kind eyes, and endless patience speaking to a young lady. They both sat on a cooler. The young lady looked unkempt. She looked scared, and tired. I didn’t mean to interrupt, but I asked the dark-haired woman what they were giving or selling. She explained to me gently, that she was in the middle of explaining what the first-aid kit was for. She finished her conversation, and then walked over to me. I asked her what they were offering. She explained it was an outreach for people struggling with addiction. They were giving out these amazing first-aid kits, snacks, face masks among other goodies.
After introducing herself as Lupe Salazar, she explained that they are supporting those who are struggling with drug addiction. And they are not interested in judging, only helping, and supporting in any way they can. I told her I was happy to know there was a program like this out there. She offered me a bag of KIND Clusters, dark chocolate vanilla nuts & fruit. Delish… I thanked her and then she said she wanted me to have a first-aid kit, but there were other people behind me, and I didn’t (or so I thought) need one. I told her that other people needed them more than me. Then she said they had enough to give away.
She brought out a kit, and then opened it, and explained everything that was in it. In the pics shown here, I don’t show all the goodies. But here’s a list:
Comfort & Support Salve for COVID times
Yarrow Flower Styptic
Wound Healing Salve
One packet of Arnica Montana 200C for bruises, sore muscles
One packet of Ignatia Amara 200C; shock, Grief
One packet of Mellifica 200C; stings, Bites Swellings
Organic Calendula chapstick
A small vial of Breathe well essential oil
Vial of Bergamot essential oil
Vial of Lavender essential oil
Chest rub (because everyone uses it and it’s a household remedy!)
2oz hand sanitizer
Packages of bandages and disinfectant wipes
Tierra Madres Nopal + Pina herbal tea bags
Higado Deto-X Herbal Tea Clean Liver (Lupe told me that liver problems are associated with anger.)
And, a bundle of cedar smudge stick
You might be able to imagine my surprise. I was very happy and gladly accepted the kit. She then told me about a support group for grandmothers who are taking care of their grandchildren. Which I plan on attending. I then asked if I could donate my Spritz as part of the First aid kit. She was very happy that I offered this. My 2oz lavender, and lemongrass bottles should fit in this kit!
Folks, donating can mean sharing links, word of mouth, volunteering, giving… in whatever form that comes. Please visit Barrios Unidos, here, and lend your support!
It’s not everyday I find myself behind a line of cars, with a black hearse heading the procession. It made me sad. I wondered what the message in that was? I decided to record an episode on my podcast as it happened.
I think that life brings so many changes, as if it happens all the time – and they do. The issue is we don’t always get it. While I worry about what might happen tomorrow, life is happening now. I said a prayer to the soul that left this earth, and for their loved ones left behind.
I’ve made a batch of lemongrass Sandi’s Sacred Spritz. I feel a sense of calm. I see the sunrise shine through each bottle. These come in 2oz. spray bottles: $7.00. The blue bottles hiding in the background, are 4oz. spray bottles:$14.00; I always look forward to my batch roll-outs. I also got together a lavender spritz in 2oz. bottles and think I may just stick with the 2oz bottles. For both the lavender, and the lemongrass, and adding the 4oz spritzer in both lavender, and lemongrass.
The air fills with lemony scents, and lavender sprinkled here and there. Every bottle is made with love, and special attention to each ingredient; you see, not all bottles have the exact same mix, with exact measurements. Why? I have no clue. Just that I’m guided by spirit to mix, and save questions for later – doesn’t mean I’ll get answers…
Lemongrass spritzer contains: Holy water (River Jordan, and blessed holy water from St. Thomas church when possible), purified water, and lemongrass essential oil.
Lavender mix: Holy water (River Jordan), purified water, sea salt, and lavender essential oil. Lavender essential oil provides a sense of silence; calm, peace, and a relaxed state of being which is hard for me to attain. Follow the links in this post for more info. Folks, be safe, stay well, thanks for stopping by! – Many blessings, Sandi
Well… to be honest, there is no art to feeling peace. I do need to mention though that there appears to be an art to everything in life. There is a grace that humans possess, that we seem to have forgotten. I bought this amazing piece of art on wood, from a local vendor. I try to buy local as much as possible; this piece, as is the case with most of the items the seller carries in their small outdoor shop. Regardless of where it came from.
I feel like peace is something that is likened to a wisp of smoke, or fog on a rainy day. It can be fleeting, but can permeate our entire being given the chance. Inviting peace is like inviting a person over for dinner, or drinks, or whatever. Peace can be a very welcome guest; friendly, endearing, fun, happy, exciting, chill, and very much full of grace.
How long we choose to keep this guest over and in our midst, is our choice. Peace isn’t complicated. It’s not even misunderstood. It’s quite simple. As I compare it to a guest, I imagine the perfect room or space it will occupy. Will it have it’s own wing of my house? Should I dare to think it would like room service? Or, that I can expect it to mingle when it wants? Does it need its own space? What will my guest – PEACE need? OR do I need it, more than it needs me?
Mother Mary, might say, ‘It’s silly to overthink it – peace will always be welcome as long as you make room for it’. I agree.