Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Raw Milk is a living food ... nutritious and easy to digest.

Why I drive for an hour and a half to purchase raw milk from a local farmer:
(The homogenization stuff particularly creeps me out. And the additives part.)

(I've taken the following information from the brochure "RAW MILK: Nature's Nutrient-Rich Food," published by Sandra Redemski and Joyce R. Young, N.D.)


Pasteurization heat destroys valuable enzymes, diminishes vitamin content, denatures fragile mile proteins, virtually destroys vitamins B6 and B12, and kills beneficial bacteria.

Pasteurization is associated with allergies, increased tooth decay, colic in infants, growth problems and ear infections in children, osteoporosis, arthritis, heart disease and cancer.

Pasteurization sterilizes milk, creating the perfect medium for pathogens to grow if post-pasteurization contamination occurs. Extensive records show that raw milk from healthy cows has a high safety record and that pasteurized milk does not, having caused thousands of cases of bacterial diseases. Those records show that certified raw milk products have never been proven to cause a fatality, but pastuerized milk has caused many.

Pasteurized milk turns putrid. Raw milk sours naturally and safely. Proponents of pasteurization have used lies, blatant propaganda and fear tactics to achieve consumer acceptance. Pasteurization can promote carelessness and discourage efforts to produce clean milk. pasteurization laws favor large, industrialized dairy operations.


Homogenization is a process that forces milk through hair-like tubes under pressure, generating intense turbulent eddies which tear apart milk fat glubules, greatly reducing their size. The original membrane of the fat globule is damaged or lost and the exposed surfaces absorb milk proteins, especially caseins. The increased allergenicity of homogenized milk may be caused by these milk proteins in the fat globule membrane.Homogenization greatly increases the fat surface area which increases fat oxidation and creates off-flavors. Processors began to homogenize milk so consumers would not know how little fat was in the milk.


Milk standardization is the dividing and putting back together of milk to meet regulatory standards. Milk components (cream and skim milk) are separated and put back together for the typle of product sold (1%, 2%, and 3% whole) to meet the legal minimum requirements, with additives for taste, consistency, etc. The finished processed milk product is totally different from the original milk.


Additives are common in commercial milk. Synthetic vitamin D additives cause calcification of soft tissues and the softening of the hard tissues. Powdered skim milk, a source of dangerous oxidized cholesterol and neurotoxic proteins, is added to 1% and 2% milk. Some producers now add vegetable oils to milk products. These oils have been linked to arteriosclerosis, heart disease and multiple sclerosis. Low-fat yogurts and sour creams contain mucopolysaccharide gums to give them body.

Many mass-produced cheeses contain bioengineered enzymes and additives. Imitation cheese products made from vegetable oils are passed off as milk products. Milk and milk products have a US Agricultural Department "Standard of Identity" which allows processors to put anything in the products as long as they heat them, without listing all the ingredients on the label.

(Special Issue: Health hazards of Milk, 2002, J. of Nutritional and Environmental medicine, 12 (3):141-266; Jensen, Robert G., Handbook of Milk Composition, 1995.)

Sunday, October 25, 2009

Writing Goals -- it's a start.

New goals this week:

1. write section abstracts
2. finalize Halloween plans/buy housewarming present for a friend/and pattern for myself (that #2 was pretty sneaky, wasn't he?)
3. construct writing altar
4. finish reading proposal book
5. start Nanowrimo at midnight on November 1st!

Artistic/Creative things I accomplished this week:

1. wrote a blog post today
2. posted pictures on my grief blog
3. finalized my script today (edited it twice this week)
4. rehearsed script at No Shame workshop on Thursday
5. finished a knitting project
6. did reading on proposals and plots
7. read favorite blogs today
8. wrote notes and outline for new Nano project

Why is it that I'm the One Most Often in My Way?

The dogs are lying on my bed keeping me warm with their snuggles and snores. Aubrey is showering and Robert is gaming. Paul's at work and housemates are gone to church and to the Mushroom Festival at Mt. Pisgah. And I am dozing in my bed with Paul's old wool sweater and a scarf (that I knit myself) keeping me company. Sundays are pajama days in our home.

I was trying to upload some pictures for you but blogger is having difficulty with it. Sigh. It's annoying when technology fails. But even more annoying that I seem to rely on it so much. I crave to belong to a time when technology didn't play so great a role in our lives. A time when we (as individuals) made our own things and relied more on ourselves.

A friend of mine is saving money to go to some cold north country (Norway? Scandinavia?) and participate in a soul-searching program where, among other things, you build your own ax-like weapon and use it on a trek. He'll get to experience some things that his ancestors did and live harsher yet more simply -- albeit for a short time. I envy him this passionate trip.

While I don't feel compelled to go to Norway, (though I'm game for any travel experience) I would love to visit my ancestral homes. Most notably Scotland. (I've some German and English in me, too.) Wouldn't it be awesome if I wandered about the highlands and got the chills of belonging that sometimes evade me here? What if I'm destined to live somewhere else -- in some other land? Is this why languages always arrest me with their uniqueness -- their sounds of other places and cultures and values and beliefs? Yes. And why guys that speak other languages, or speak with an accent, have always made me hot.

I heard somewhere that you are attracted to people that display the attributes that you are lacking but want so much in your own life. I think this must be true. I'm attracted to passionate people that live their lives in big gulps and with glee and joy.

But what about the people that don't have those attributes, necessarily, but that support the building of it in your life? The aficionados. I'm attracted to them, as well. Those people that figure out ways to make your dreams come true.

I am determined to help myself along. I have many well-wishers and supportive friends and family that all want my dreams of artistry and living the writerly life to come true. Please Goddess, let me help them help me.

Why is it that I'm the one most often in my way?

Monday, October 19, 2009

Inner Work

So I was catching up on my blog reading and stumbled across this. So, taking the challenge I did a short stint of inner work and answered some of her questions.

Here are the results:

I feel called to be a writer and an awesome, fun, and nurturing mama.

I am passionate about children having respect and more decision-making/creative-thinking opportunities.

Before I had kids, I was passionate about having children and connecting to my husband and writing and inner-work.

Two strengths I have are inner-drive and calmness in crisis (I think.)

I could use those strengths to take risks in my creative life and to slough off the rejections with calmness.

Teaching my family the beauty of homemaking and homesteading and the values I hold dear will increase the chance that they will take these values (some of them anyway) and hold them as their own -- and maybe the world will become a more tolerant place with love and acceptance in the forefront as a result. Also to become stewards of the Mother Earth.

I model to my children: love of reading, ability to take time for them and myself, my own brand of spirituality, that caring for and honoring nature is important to me.

Values that are important to me:

exploration (trying new things)

Sunday, October 18, 2009


I'm having a blah day ... and it's only 10:15 in the morning. Sigh.

I've already re-started a sour load of laundry that I didn't take out of the washer yesterday, closed up the chicken coop that I left open yesterday to air out (oops), fed the chickens/puppy/dog, read a chapter and a half from The Lighting Thief to Robert, cleaned up puppy urine from the carpet, brushed my teeth, cleaned up puppy poo from the carpet, almost cried over the amount of clothes to fold and put away and the status of the kitchen dishes, and talked to Paul about a conversation he had with our 11 year old daughter about viewing some UBER-disturbing images on the internet. Time for parental locks.

I want coffee.
And I want to go back to bed.

But what I will do instead (well, I'll still make coffee) is switch the twice washed laundry, take a shower, have Aubrey do some laundry and shower and find her ballet clothes and shoes, and take her to an audition for the Nutcracker Remixed that her dance school is going to be performing. We will come home and I'll work on the kitchen and decide what to make for the Spiralscouts Circlewide Potluck that's happening tonight at my house.

Paul also wants to watch Coraline with the kids tonight.

Every night is packed with stuff to do this week (and next, too) ... fun stuff that I myself planned and want to do ... but seeing it all laid out on the calendar is daunting.

I'm really looking forward to tomorrow morning. My friend Candace Hunter is coming over to help me work on some writing goals I have and to work out a writing schedule for me. (For regular writing and Nanowrimo writing.) I think it's the only thing getting me through this day, so far.

Just keep writing, just keep writing, just keep writing, just keep writing, just keep writing ...

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

Fall at my tiny homestead:

Camera Cord Found!

Hooray! Now I can finally share some things that are going on around here.

Aww. Sleeping dogs are the best dogs. Especially that rascally puppy. He's so much nicer when he sleeps.

This was a fabulous 3d tic tac toe game that Joey designed one day.

This was taken back in June at Aniela's graduation ceremony.

Here's a Banagrams game that Aubrey, Robert and Anna did. Only mythical beasts were allowed on the table.

Aubrey, Robert (Joey), Paul and his mom, Anna all waiting for Aniela's grad ceremony to start.

This is at Aubrey's eleventh birthday party.

Friday, October 2, 2009

No Pictures, No Posting

So, I found and started using my husband's camera because it appears that mine is no longer. :(
I can't find the cord that attaches either the card reader OR the camera.
I'll need a wheelbarrow and shovel to go through my office before I can start downloading pictures and writing entries again.