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  • Where is music going?

    Where is music going?

    I was sitting and listening to music this morning, and I realized that music is just another way that each generation leaves it mark in time. Each culture has its own contribution.


    In the 50’s, 60’s and 70’s, there was a lot of love and togetherness among couples if the music was any indication.  The desire to grow and to build a family. To have your slice of pie to eat.


    There were also a lot of revolutionary events that took place that needed to be spoken about. When you didn’t have that access in the world to get your point across, the artists took it upon themselves to speak for the people thru the music. And it helped to a degree.


    As we walked into the 80’s and 90’s, we became more vocal as a community. Rap music really began to take shape along with Metal, Punk , and Rock. Everyone had their form of self-expression. Genres even mixed on classics at that time. One being Run D.M.C. and Aerosmith’s, “Walk this way.”


    The new singers and their declarations of love were like a breath of fresh air. Fight for love! Women and men. It was a beautiful thing. Many children have been conceived on many of these favorite makeup to break up songs.

    There’s nothing like having a sweet voice to explain your feelings for you while you stare into your loved ones’ eyes. Kinda seals the deal.


    But you didn’t have all love during this time. Music also expressed the frustrations that many of us felt. Whether it gave you the willpower to fight thru another day or the voice that you needed to speak up for yourself, music was there for whatever we needed.


    Music during this time also showed another way of life. A chance to go from being poor and hungry to being rich beyond your desire. The chance to tell your story and to have others relate to your every word. This is a power in itself. A power that should always be understood and protected.


    As I look at the footprint that’s being left right now, I wonder, am I just being like my parents were with my music or is music in itself in trouble?


    The parents and grandparents around right now may slip a disc trying to pull out one of those classic dance moves. All in fun, right? Singing along, having a wonderful time.


    In 50 or 60 years, playing music in the local nursing home based on today’s climate, how will that work? Arthritis has set in so you can’t throw your set signs like that. Will they be hooking their fingers in their mouths to show off their dentures?


    There has to be some positive movement forward to encourage the youth to thrive for greatness. I’m sorry, but if I had a 7 year old daughter right now, I would be lost. Where are the kid groups? Who do these babies have? We are leaving them subject to listening to what we listen to, and that’s not necessarily the best for them to be hearing.


    So in a few years, you’ll have a preteen with a questionable outlook on life if we base it strictly on the music. Life is more than having a man fly you out and spend money on you. Life is more than you taking that money and making yourself look like every other girl in the world. But this is what they see.


    I just wanna be that old head in the back of the nursing home, laughing at all the crazy shaped bodies that walk in and try to pick out what surgeries they had. All while listening to the best of the 90’s in my earpods.

    Jacki3

  • Post 3: My journey into medical marijuana

    Photo Credit: J.L

    So, with my research done, health reasons, my desire to live a cleaner life, and age I must say is a factor, i decided it was time to get a medical marijuana card. But how do I go about it? I’m a pretty private person.

    I really didn’t want to have my medical records shipped from my primary doctor to the new one. But it had to be done. No more hiding. There’s nothing to be ashamed of. Every single person that uses this wonderful plant does so for a reason. A seemingly safer alternative to so many other things.

    Anyway, I made an appt to be seen by the new doctor. Mid day so I went on my lunch break. I was way too nervous. What if they don’t see the issues that I feel?

    Well it went pretty smooth. It was a female doctor and once I explained that I had already been using marijuana to self medicate and my methods, she gave me so great suggestions centered around my specific concerns.

    She gave me my approval. I paid my fees and left. One more email and I’m a card carrying legal marijuana citizen. Now what?

    Jacki3

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  • Sometimes… silence is best.

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    Me personally, I detest fighting. Fighting, arguing, fussing, a “minor disagreement,” a tift, or whatever you want to call it. It is waste of time and energy. Why waste precious moments on things that may mean absolutely nothing?

    We all have the choice to alter the progression and level of rage within a disagreement. The question is, why do we choose not to? Why is it so hard?

    Because it’s easy to engage. Especially when we know we’re right, right? But how do you handle things when you are proven wrong?

    Eating that humble pie is a very hard thing to swallow. Even with a cold bottle of Fiji.

    Take a second to think before you react. It may save you alot of heartache as well as your other half or whoever you’re having issues with. Unfortunately, energy returns energy so your actions and vocal tones are watched. Take a pause. May sure you know how far you are willing to take it. Life doesn’t have to be as hard as it seems. I promise. Take a moment. Stay silent.

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    J.L.

    I know I personally have low level anxiety and a hyperactive personality. I’m an overthinker. I medicate medicinally thru many different forms of cannabis to keep myself leveled. Helping my mind to slow down when it’s speeding too fast and align my thoughts. You would never know I have this problem if we met.

    Understanding who I am and what I need to be able to function in a healthy way has helped. And I’m happy with it. And so are those I interact with.

  • Post 2: My journey into medical marijuana

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    After taking the first week away from marijuana, I must say my mind was blown! If I had never felt my age before that moment, I most definitely felt it then. Things ached that I never felt ache before. I felt stiffer. I thought hey, maybe it’s mental. Maybe I’ve just been sleeping wrong. Rolling joints and or packing bowls daily becomes a habit so maybe I just needed something to fill that time and void. I had to give it more time. Make some changes.

    Nearly 3 weeks in, i caved. I could feel almost every fall, bump and bruise that I ever encountered in the last 5 years of life. Probably a slight exaggeration but I felt it none the less. I had been partaking for about 20 years at this point. I didn’t want to just dive back in. I wanted to fight the green monster. It’s bad for me right?

    Photo Credit: J. L.

    So I began doing research as to find out exactly what benefits there are to using marijuana as medication as opposed to man made pills.

    I did not know that there were so many healing agents for different things. While a pill or 2 a day on regimen may take away the ailments, so does this beautiful plant that grows from our soil. And thru proper nurture and care can grow into something naturally that can ease some aches and pains. That is a conversation that should be had.

  • My journey into medical marijuana

    I probably smoked marijuana for the first time when I was about 14. My friends were a couple years older than me and that’s what they were doing. Not that I followed them but I looked at it for what it was. An escape I guess. A way to make food taste better. Laugh harder. But only for a short period of time. Harmless. I tried it. I liked it. I enjoyed it. It never went any further. Not that there weren’t opportunities but it was stressed upon me to never go any further marijuana. So I didn’t.

    Here it is 36 years later and good old Mary Jane is still a part of my life. But she just has to be in a different way. To be honest, I am a business professional that really can’t be seen out and about copping weed like that. I had to use different avenues. Safe avenues. I’m a cautious person by nature so i did my best to never get caught out there like that. But even then that became too much.

    And then my conscience. I try to live right. I have to do it right.

    A friend of mine had his MMJ card and he shared a few things about it to me. I was curious but never could see myself walking inside those doors. In public in front of everyone to buy marijuana. Medically.

    Or explaining to a doctor the importance of marijuana to me. And my body. It’s a personal part of life that I keep tucked away. I don’t do it for show. I know its effects and how it helps me and this kind of mind that sometimes needs help slowing down. If you have the problem then you understand. And the body aches and pain from various lifelong injuries. Plus I don’t like pills so that’s never been an alternative for me. Inhaling a joint or a blunt at the end of the night to relax my mind and my body to allow me to sleep well has always been my remedy.

    Have you ever stopping partaking in marijuana for a couple of weeks? A month? You’ll really find out how your body feels. It’s eye opening.