Flying High With Hemp?


Yes, that is a play on words! We know that industrial hemp can’t make anyone “high” unless that high is described as excitement with the ability we now have to grow hemp in some states.

To refresh your memory, one of my first posts was regarding Henry Ford’s hemp farm, which enabled him to produce hemp fuel and a car constructed with hemp panels.

Now, there is news that there will be a hemp airplane! Roadwarriorvoices.com posted an article earlier this month talking about this plane, and you can read it here!

What hemp products will we see in the future? Well,that remains to be seen, but certainly the sky is the limit when it comes to the wonderful products that can be created with this versatile plant!

It’s Time To Move Beyond “Him” vs. “Her”


 

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The past couple days I’ve been in an interesting group conversation. The question was (and I’m paraphrasing the gentleman’s question), “To all the women on here, I want to know why you feel you deserve a good man.”

Now, generally I would have just passed on by and left it alone, but I found that I was curious about the answers I’d find. The first person to reply was a gentleman, who pretty much stated that “American women do not like to answer questions,” and then he added another derogatory comment that I shall leave out. Yes, I’m pretty sure he was wanting to start something, and yes, quite a few women replied.

At first, the answers were about wanting someone who supports, loves, encourages them, who won’t try to change them, etc. It then changed to one of the men asking, “Then why do you try to tell us who we can see or where we cannot go, because you think it is disrespectful to you?”

So, the women answered, and then Gentleman #1 piped in again (from here on out, I’ll call him #1), “Sir, not 1 American woman answered your question.” It was definitely getting interesting!

#1 kept on going, poking and prodding at the women who answered, even being quite disrespectful and rude toward women of color, women of a certain size, and woman of a certain nationality. Yes, you guessed it, he pushed my trigger button! Of course, I felt led to contribute to the conversation after that.

This was my first reply:

“There’s no definitive single answer. Everyone is different, with varying needs, wants, and preferences. I often see comments about “where are the good men” and “where are the good women.” Well, where are you looking, how are you behaving, and what have you been brainwashed to believe? How many people actually work on themselves first so that they can actually be a solid partner in an empowering relationship? Ideals change. Yet, what will it take to create a society that thrives on healthy, supportive relationships? I’ve got a few hints: eradicate jealousy (jealousy is simply insecurity and fear of loss), control, entitlement, unequally yoked partnerships (meaning, it’s half and half, not you give 10% and I give 90%). Come from a place of, “how can I BE that will encourage the both of us to grow and evolve?” Get rid of the silly “ownership” – it would be quite ridiculous to think that I could be 100% of what anyone needs, and it would be unfair of me to expect that from another. I would NEVER tell a partner what he/she would be allowed to do, wear, be, who they could be with, when, where, or how. So to answer your question, why do I deserve a good man? (Well, we all deserve a good man/woman, right?) … because I (everyone) deserve the experience of partnering with someone who is a mirror and helps me to see the real me, who helps me grow, who lets me give myself permission to be me with no apologies. The question maybe should be, “How are you BEING, what are you doing to empower yourself that will attract the one who wants to share that experience with you?”

#1 answered me, stating that I did not answer the question. I referred him back to the last part of my answer. Apparently that triggered HIM. He replied with a long paragraph, that has in the past 30 minutes been deleted, so I will do my best to remember what he said, and will share my answers. I will separate them into ‘conversation’ form for ease of reading.

I am not doing this to shame him, I am sharing this conversation because I recognize someone who is operating from a standpoint of “him vs. her,” not from a place of unconditional, conscious love, support, and acceptance. So, here goes:

 

#1: I can look in a garbage can for a sandwich, and maybe find a good one. I went to a pastor, he said, “Come to my church, you’ll find a woman.” So I dated a black woman and a white woman, the pastor said that he’d pay the women if they got me to give my money to the church.” I went looking for an apple and I bit into one with a worm. All women want a weak man, they don’t want strong men because they don’t want to be strong themselves.

Me: Aaaand it appears that you are judging ALL women by the bad apples you seem to have taken a bite of. (I am not calling anyone bad, I am alluding to the experiences themselves.)

#1: America needs to get rid of feminism. That’s the problem. That’s why almost all American men look for women in other countries.

Me: The men that I know are feminists. They are strong, they adore women who are strong themselves. The men I know and associate with support their strong women, and they hunger for a partnership with a woman who knows her place…as a leader, as a feminist, as a partner who shows him who HE truly is. And who gives a *&^% if men look for women in other countries? Women do, also. It’s refreshing (sometimes) to look past boundaries and citizenship and race.

#1: All women want is a man’s DNA so she can get child support. Where’s the equality in that?

Me: Sure, often men get the short end of the stick, but it’s not always the case. And a woman who attaches herself to a man who is of a lower consciousness and energy than she also has a lot to lose, including her self identity. You talk from a place of women are crap, and men are the losers in the game. You are talking from a place of “them” against “us.” You say you are looking looking, going, you are taking all this action and still not finding the right one. You appear to be focusing on “there are no good women.” Well, if that is where your energy is going, that is what your result will be and who you will attract. Sometimes the best way to find that perfect partner is to work on yourself first, stop looking, and allow that person to appear….when you have changed your outlook.

#1: Relationships have to have a boss. (In other words, woman, step down and get back in your place.)

Me: You say relationships are business, there has to be a boss…. I say, that is absolutely untrue. Relationships are PARTNERSHIPS, equality. Each partner has their own strengths they bring to the relationship, but to assign a ‘boss’ in the relationship? That is basically saying one is higher than the other, the other must be subservient, and is “less than.” I disagree with that wholeheartedly. That is the reason so many relationships fail or are unhappy. Because the one who is not the ‘boss’ ends up feeling less worthy. No, it’s equal everything. And a REAL partnership is one where each brings their own gifts and strengths to the table, each one uplifts and helps the other grow and supports each other, and gets their EGO out of the way. Men are just waking up, but some are realizing that the feminine is a very strong energy, and when the masculine stops doing everything in its power to keep the feminine beaten down and less than, when the masculine supports instead of divides, when the masculine stops fighting and helps the feminine in realizing who she REALLY is and both come together in perfect union as 2 wholes creating a more beautiful whole, then this world would be a better place.

#1: Women don’t want men to be real men.

Me: You say women don’t want mean to be real men? Women who are awake and conscious want exactly that. Both have a lot of work to do in recognizing the divine in each other, to recognize and accept each other’s strengths. There is so much jealousy, bigotry, control, him vs. her, them vs. us, there are so many people hurting and not working on healing the pain before they get into relationships because they think the relationship will heal them. That’s backwards. Everyone needs to just stop, take a few minutes to work on themselves, to grow, to wake up, to remember who they really are, and stop buying into the societal bullshit that runs on division instead of cooperation.

#1: It’s ridiculous for any man to think of marrying an American woman.

Me: Ridiculous for a man to think of marrying an American woman? Forget the citizenship status, in every single country on this entire planet, there are people who are asleep and in messed up relationships, and who subscribe to partnerships and marriages that are unhealthy. Boundaries, color, race mean nothing. In some countries it’s societal and fundamental religious control, it’s outrage at the freedoms of others, it’s “the man should control the woman” bs.

It’s ok though. Not everyone is on the same page, and still many have to come to a point where they are ready for a Conscious relationship based on mutual trust, freedom, evolution, support, love, and acceptance.  

I know who I am. I accept and love everyone unconditionally. I support those who are still growing. I embrace everyone 100%. I ignore color, race, sexual orientation, gender, social status. I look beyond all of that and I see them for who they really are, a part of the Divine expressing Itself as them. Do I connect with all who reach out to me? No, because I know that I desire someone who is on the same page spiritually and mentally; someone who sees me for who I AM, and who supports me in the way that best allows me to expand and fly higher. Someone who sees my visions and encourages me to fly, who will also be there when I come back down. Someone who is not threatened by my strength and power, someone who will NOT beat me down to satisfy their egotistic urge to control and rule over me, because they are too frightened to wake up to their own power.

In return, I support them in their endeavors, in their own growth. I encourage creativity, freedom, evolution. I desire relationships where we see each other as mirrors, where we meet on mutual ground and together do what it takes to hold each other up. When I allow the other to be free, to express him or herself, to connect with others from the standpoint of mutual joy and growth, then I also get to benefit from that.

Do I actively look for relationships? No. Everything flows to me. When I work on myself, when I stop trying to force things, when I relax, everything comes to me perfectly. Some relationships last a few minutes, some a few days, some a few weeks, some a few years. And I accept that. Who says a relationship MUST last forever? That’s a lie. We grow, we evolve, and we must be strong enough to let those we love go so that they may continue their journey which may or may not include us. And we let them go with love, instead of trying to hang on or control with egoistic little claws. Some societies have the norm where the man is in control, the woman must submit, and she must do as he bids. Some women accept that as the norm. But it won’t always be that way. The planet is waking up.

People are slowly healing from the abuse and control, and they are realizing that there are relationships that are more empowering. It won’t change overnight, but it is changing.

Again, this post is not meant to shame someone for what they believe. My purpose is to open eyes, to help us ALL to remember that we all make mistakes, we all have outdated beliefs that no longer serve ourselves, each other, and humanity…we all have healing to do, and we all deserve Conscious relationships that encourage us to grow, where we can support each other wholeheartedly, practice unconditional love, and give each other the freedom to BE who we are, as well as allowing us to give ourselves permission to live our truth.

My Tears Are The Ink


my tears are the ink

 

I’ve often heard it said that those who are hurting, or who have endured great pain, create the most beautiful masterpieces. What causes one’s heart to hurt, that is where one’s passion lies.

For too long my voice was silent about who I was. That is no longer true. My ‘voice’ is through my writing. And there is so much inside me that is pouring out.

Tears cleanse and heal. They are the ink that bring my inner self to life.

No matter if your ‘voice’ is music, writing, painting, acting, caregiving, or any other creative endeavor, let the world hear you. Give yourself permission to embrace who you are, give yourself permission to freely express yourself without fear or judgment.

We need you.

For those who have inspired me, you know who you are. I thank you for being an example of courage and strength, I thank you for giving ME permission to be me.

A Culinary Treat: Chocolate Hemp Waffles


I love social media. No, wait, love is so blasé, I ADORE social media! It’s a place where we go to discover and share new ideas, new friends, become empowered, and find awesome life hacks! Life hacks…I also love this phrase.

Imagine my delight when this morning my friend, Dulani Moore, shared a video showing the different treats that could be made in minutes with a waffle iron.

 

 

Isn’t that wonderful? Of course, since I’m the Hemp Queen, I’m including a hemp waffle recipe that I discovered that is sure to please your taste buds!

Chocolate Hemp Waffles with Strawberry Compote

Erin Bronner | Delicious Living

  • Serves: 6 people

 

These are over-the-top good, with an airy, crispy texture and subtle cocoa flavor. The compote is delicious, but you could omit it and serve the waffles with fresh bananas or berries instead. I make a whole bunch of these waffles and freeze them; on weekdays when my husband is looking for a quick breakfast, he takes one out and reheats it in seconds.

Directions
  1. Make compote: In a medium saucepan, bring strawberries, sugar, orange zest, orange juice, and syrup to a boil. Reduce heat to medium-low and simmer until thick, 10–20 minutes. Set aside. (Makes 1 1/2 cups.)
  2. In a large bowl, combine spelt flour, hemp flour or protein powder, cocoa, cornstarch, baking powder, salt, and sugar. In a medium bowl, combine eggs, milk, melted coconut oil, and vanilla; beat until well mixed. Add wet ingredients to dry and whisk until just blended.
  3. Preheat waffle iron to medium heat. Brush with melted coconut oil. Pour just enough batter to cover each waffle insert. Cook for about 3 minutes or until crisp. Serve warm with strawberry compote, garnished with hemp nuts and whipped cream, if desired.

 

PER SERVING (with 1/4 cup compote): 369 cal, 13g fat (2g mono, 1g poly, 10g sat), 49mg chol, 9g protein, 57g carb, 6g fiber, 247mg sodium

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Happy waffling!

“Your Kind Isn’t Welcome Here…”


“Your kind isn’t welcome here…” This has got to be one of the most offensive phrases I’ve seen. And yet, in this day and age, in the year 2014, IT STILL EXISTS!

A couple nights ago, James Gordon, a friend of mine who happens to be African American, was at a dining establishment doing some work. This is the exchange that he posted on Facebook:

“The owner of Jubilee Grill and Juice on Halsted and Randolph said he did not want my kind in his place.
I said,”You mean award-winning, best-selling gorgeous m’fers?”
He then called the police.
Oh boy.
Thank goodness, didn’t think they would ever get here.”

 James Gordon, G.P.A.

The next morning, I posted my thoughts and feelings on racism and discrimination. Here is my response:

“I am shocked and saddened that this phrase even exists and is being used in this day and age: “We don’t want your kind in this place.” (I have a feeling that this particular business will experience some negative backlash and reduced clientele.)

What’s even more difficult and painful is knowing that those who I love, admire, work with, and who are some of my best friends have to live with this ugliness on a daily basis, and even in some places have to tread carefully BECAUSE OF THEIR SKIN COLOR. I admit, this is a trigger issue for me, and my heart hurts for the pain this ugliness causes.”

Every person on this planet, regardless of skin color, nationality, sexual orientation, shape, size, ability, or economic status, should have EQUAL ACCESS to every human right that exists. PERIOD. This is almost 2015! And yet, it feels like the dark ages in some respects!

This morning I came across an article, Sony Hack Re-ignites Questions about Michael Jackson’s Banned Song.” In the article, Michael Jackson’s Prison Version of “They Don’t Care About Us” was embedded in the article. (It had previously been banned in the U.S.) And, here is my response:

“When a huge shift is about to happen, we often see those who want the darkness to remain fighting their hardest in one last attempt to survive and hang onto their old, sometimes ugly, dark controlling reality; and for the oppressed it is often darkest before the dawn.

I feel like we are in that moment. As earth’s energy rises to a new, higher vibration, those who refuse to change or participate in healing are experiencing their last gasp. Watching this video reminded me of just that. Oppressors will either have to rise with the rest of us, or they will eventually just be gone.

The oppressed will experience empowerment, and they will walk beside the rest of us, will join us in the new earth that will see more acceptance, more peace, more love, and more union.

We are seeing many revelations recently, and we are seeing the fall of the dark ones. Michael’s video in this article, in my opinion, is the heaviest yet strongest one he had ever done.”

I know that racism and discrimination aren’t going to suddenly die off tomorrow, and I know that much has to be done to eradicate that nonsense. But I also feel that the tipping point is on the near horizon, and acceptance will be the norm. Embracing others who are different will be the norm. Equal rights and opportunities will be the norm.

This world would be a pretty dull place if we were all the same; I look forward to the day when EVERYONE embraces diversity.

One Love. <3

Embrace The Curves!


Last night one of my friends, who is African American, experienced racism directed toward him (I’ll have more about that in a future post).

In my Facebook post I ranted about discrimination in general, and then I detailed the discrimination I had experienced because of my size. One person I was in a relationship with wasn’t always kind, but I know he did want me to be healthy. However, many of the words directed toward me were not empowering but DISempowering. My self esteem had plummeted. It was a vicious cycle: feel bad about myself, don’t receive validation or emotional support, medicate by eating, feel bad about myself…and on and on.

I looked for validation, acceptance, empowerment from a significant other, but I didn’t realize that I needed to give that to MYSELF. I hated the way I looked, I shriveled up inside. I became weak, dependent, and destroyed all barriers that would have protected my self worth. I accepted actions and words that tore me down; I allowed it because any attention was better than no attention.

I became a prisoner. It got to the point where I was nervous walking out the door. Of course, I had to, but it was difficult. I could only see myself through someone else’s eyes, and that someone didn’t see me for the goddess I was/am, the strong woman that I am. That person was a dirty mirror; my reflection was distorted and unreal.

I recall a day when I went to the grocery store. It was very warm, so I wore a pair of long’ish shorts, a nice blouse, and sandals. I got out of the car, walked through the parking lot, and headed to the front door.

I was a bit thinner than I am now, but still thick and curvy. I looked fine for being out in public (of course, it’s my body, my life, no one should dictate what I can wear or not wear, EVER). A man watched me walk to the door, rolled his eyes at me, shook his head, said, “JESUS CHRIST!” then glared at me as I walked through the entry. He acted like I had no business showing my legs! Needless to say, I was shattered.

And then another incident:

Years ago I was to meet a man in Seattle. It was a networking meeting over coffee after I had dropped my daughter off to meet with her grandmother. I was wearing black slacks, casual shoes, a white blouse and a sweater; my hair was done nicely and I was wearing a little makeup. I walked into the establishment. Now, I had talked with the guy on social media and via email, and I knew what he looked like. I had also spoken with him on the phone. He was situated in a spot where he could see me walk in the door, and after I entered, it took a moment for me to see him. I walked up to him, held out my hand, spoke his name, and smiled…he gave me a once-over, head to toe and back up again, shook his head, shuttered his eyes, turned his back to me and ignored me. Ok, so, maybe his intentions were less than genuine and I didn’t know it. It took me a moment to recover as I stood there and looked at him. The more I looked, the tenser he became. I held my head up, proudly walked out, got into my car, drove around the block, stopped at a gas station parking lot, and burst into tears.

As humans, we all want to be loved, to be valued, to be cherished. We want to be supported, empowered, and want to hold our heads high. As a heavy, curvy woman, it took decades to accept myself. I had to remember that this is MY journey, and every step, every connection, every pound, every opportunity for personal evolution is perfection, no matter what any other person on this planet has to say about it.

The media has had a huge hand in our perception of beauty, and for the most part it has been an ugly hand. For a long time beauty has been defined only as thin, tall, toned, waifish, and even skeletal. Thick, curvy women were ignored, or even ostracized. Yes, it goes on daily.

Now, we all have our preferences, and that is perfectly fine. However, the time is now to get past the single definition of beauty and embrace our wholeness. It’s time to love every pound, every curve, every roll, every dimple, every wrinkle, every stretch mark, EVERY delicious part. We can stand strong in the knowledge that we are perfection. We are all brilliant beings with a purpose and design, and it is a very selfish act to hide ourselves behind a curtain.

Soon after I posted my discrimination rant, I saw that Khari had put up a link for his new book, Curvy and Confident: Inspiring Women to Love Themselves.”

Curvy and Confident

I’ve been a fan of Khari’s for a while, and yes, even spent a few lonely nights curled up in a ball, in tears, listening to his beautiful music, wishing that I had someone to say those things to me, and MEAN it. So I can tell you with utter honesty, when I saw this book link my first thought was, “FINALLY.” He has been instrumental in lifting women up and allowing them to give themselves permission to be confident, to be free, and to love themselves no matter what, and to know that they are appreciated more than they can imagine.

It’s a beautiful thing when an admirer, partner, friend, or lover appreciates the entire package…body, mind, and soul. For those who have experienced discrimination because of size, let me tell you this: Those who can’t appreciate the ALL-NESS of you are missing out on something wonderful. It’s ok, let them stay in their small, little world. There are others who are waiting to embrace your luscious curves, who are wanting to experience your strength, confidence, and your brilliant self. Don’t believe what you see when you look into the dirty mirrors; see your reflection in those who have wiped away judgment and who love you for YOU.

Hemp Batteries – The Power Source of the (not so distant) Future?


 

hemp battery

Late this summer (yes, you can see I’ve fallen behind on my newsworthy visual concoctions) NBC News and other news outlets reported that hemp could be a viable component in super-conductors. Now, my own personal knowledge of the technical aspects is quite limited, and my own language and understanding would probably take away from the message. So, instead of me trying to mumble my way through the technical specs, facts, and data, let me share with a a blurb and a link.

This certainly isn’t a surprise to me, because let’s face it, hemp is so durable and has so many uses that I can’t think of anything it CAN’T do (well, within reason, of course)! Without further ado, here is the article you’ve been waiting for:

“A team led by David Mitlin, an engineering professor at Clarkson University, heated up hemp fibers to create carbon nanosheets that can be used as electrodes for supercapacitors. Compared with graphene, the hemp-derived carbon is “a little bit better, but it’s 1,000 times cheaper,” Mitlin told NBC News.

“Supercaps” are often characterized as the super-battery of the future, but Mitlin said the technology is actually more complementary to next-generation batteries.”

http://www.nbcnews.com/tech/innovation/far-out-hemp-could-power-better-super-batteries-n178741

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/doug-fine/hemp-is-on-its-way-to-you_b_6017068.html

http://www.alternet.org/environment/cannabis-based-batteries-could-charge-your-phone-seconds-and-change-way-we-store-energy