Chicken heads, damn parasites, Christmas wish

Is it just me or does everyone feel like a chicken with it’s head cut off right now? I don’t know if you’ve ever actually seen this in real life. Let me tell you; it’s memorable. I went to this family’s house once to see if they would let my aunt adopt their upcoming baby. They didn’t, but they did offer us homemade chicken mole poblano while we were there for the meet and greet. It was spectacularly yummy, even with the stomach queasy show.

They guillotined the thing on a wood block in the front yard. The head stayed in place and the body started running around rapidly hitting anything in it way. It was an odd spectacle until the wind died out of it and it crashed to the floor. Then they boiled the skin to get the feathers off. Quite the bit of work for a meal.

Why am I even thinking of this? Maybe because it’s a much better thought than all the things I still have to do to get ready for Christmas. OMG. So much!! No clients until the day after Christmas though. Phew. Still have 6 packages to get out. All except two can wait until after the holidays.

I also have to go make a police report at some point soon here. Bandits stole my mail and packages out of my mailbox and the one thing I know was in there was an eBay return. Fortunately covered by eBay’s insurance but not without a police report or the attempt and verification of such attempt. I get it. But just one more thing on my never ending list of things to do. Not complaining. It’s fine. This I actually find kind of comical really.

I didn’t find out the reason for the return but they were two used T84 calculators, probably not even usable. Soo. Ha ha. Meanwhile I’ll get paid. My client will get paid and the buyer will get reimbursed. Couldn’t have worked out better actually. Except hopefully I don’t keep getting targeted by bandits; one armed or not. Lol

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I had a client today that came in for a back to back cleansing (two consecutive days). Yesterday I saw possible signs of blood in her digestive tract. Then today I decided we would go gentler and shorter time and right out the gate I see parasites. Uggghhhhh. I didn’t want to see them.

Even though it’s my firm belief we all have them seeing them forces my hand to actually tell her and in this case point them out so she could see them herself. This is actually the main reason I leave the room the first ten minutes of a person’s session. It’s so they get used to the sensation and function of the equipment without an observer present and also because nemotodes almost always come out at the very beginning. If I don’t see them I don’t have to mention it and trust me that the majority of people don’t want to hear about it.

I try to explain how common it is and how there are OTC remedies that can be easily researched and implimented without extensive laboratory testing and antibiotics. Cures that make your entire body into an inhospitable host and the parasites purge themselves. No one wants to talk about it. I’ve given up really but if I see them I feel absolutely obligated to tell people. Just as if I detect possible blood. Those are my two absolute tells, because at that point something needs to be done beyond my services.

Candida, solid fat globules, undigested foods, while not optimal aren’t threatening enough for me to skirt breaking the law. I am not a doctor. I can not diagnose or prescribe anything. Any protocol I mention to clients is only one I have done and believe in from my own experience and one I advocate they research themselves before trying. Also why I don’t sell products or upsell services. Not my thing. The reiki I am offering as a free adjunct.

Funny story there.

I was demonstrating to my client yesterday how reiki should work and I was holding my hands over his tummy (not touching it) and I said “my intention is for you to release. I am using energy to send a signal to your body to purge” and I kid you not, mere seconds later he purged…. where he had been running clear a stretch.

I laughed and just chopped it up to coincidence. That’s how I will work this “energy healing”. It will all be just a beautiful coincidence. 😉 Because truly it is out of my hands. I just give it to God. Right? What else is there? I didn’t create this energy. I am just happy to be here, as a vessel, as a conduit for healing. I think we are all capable. I’m just doing it, or trying at least. Lol

Hoping you’re holidays have been merry and bright and if they haven’t been go out and stare at some Christmas lights, with some yummy hot beverage in hand and listen to some Christmas carolers or some sweet nostalgic Christmas tunes. Somehow that combination seems to be a real game changer for me when I’m feeling curmudgeon.

Kisses💋💖💋

Author: porngirl3

I have always enjoyed reading and writing. Maybe because I have always been on the quiet and reclusive side; which most people may not guess at first glance or if seeing me in a social setting, especially around people I am comfortable with but it’s also not something I have an issue with. I need solitude to recharge. Writing gives me the peace and time to renew myself...here that is offered to you for your enjoyment and pleasure as well. I hope. Lol

4 thoughts on “Chicken heads, damn parasites, Christmas wish”

  1. I actually have 2 chicken slaughtering anecdotes. I remember we had neighbors who raised chickens in their backyard. One day, the grandma in the family went out in the back with a hatchet, to, uh, “start”dinner. You know how it ends.
    The next story involved a buddy and I going to a poultry “processing” plant to get some chicken blood, because he needed the nucleated red cells for a research study. They hang up the chickens by their feet, slice their veins and arteries and the chickens bleed out as they move on down the line.
    Only at some point later in the process can Col, Sanders exclaim, “It’s finger-lickin’ good!”

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    1. Yeah. Memorable. Isn’t it?

      I’m all for the food chain but I’m a city girl. Completely not used to being an active part of foraging and killing my food. Lol. That’s why God invented supermarkets. Right? Lol

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