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So, since I last posted, many moons ago, I have been going through a lot. Physically, mentally, and spiritually. Many realizations have come to me. I began a new medication to help me deal with things. Guess what, it works so darn well, I am not afraid to be myself, say what I think, or do what I want. This is good in some ways and bad in others. But, I am going to live life my way. If you don't like it, take a hike. Life is too short to be stuck and held back and afraid to speak and do anything.

I want freedom. I need freedom. I want to be happy and do what I was supposed to on this earth. I have many lessons to still learn and I am determined to learn them. But, it will be learned, in freedom, the way I want.

I want to get back to living the way the creator of the universe meant for us to live. I want to live simply, and naturally, and aware of nature, life cycles, energy, I want to have time for my family. I don't want to be exhausted slaving for a job that doesn't care about your loyalty. Or that works you so hard, that your health suffers, and you have no energy left for your family.

Family is everything. How you treat people is everything. How you treat yourself is everything. I want to be a good person. A happy person. I want to take care of my health and my family's health. I want to learn to garden. I want to feel the earth's energy beneath my feet. I want to feel the sweet wind brushing my cheek. I don't want to worry about all the things I have to do and do now.

I want to make my products. Even if I don't make any money on them. I love my products and will continue making them. I am starting to teach classes on making salve and cleaning products. Maybe this is what I am supposed to do. We don't need to be enslaved to the corporations for our existence. Heck, they don't give a darn about what they put in their products. It's all about the money. I really hate that and that's the main reason I started making my own stuff.

I am 44 years old. I have took everyone's advice on how to succeed in life. Guess what? It didn't work for them. It didn't work for me. It's time to get back to the creators plan for us.

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