Just a quick update as to my recent experiences for this blog. Health issues have kept me from blog writing and uploading for a number of weeks.

Last December was an experience of dizziness and fragile mobility for a fair number of weeks. Not full on vertigo. But discombobulating nonetheless. Following? January brought about two sessions of extremely debilitating flu bouts. Of Covid nature in impact. They completely floored me. Then an MRI scan appointment arrived in January. This sent for by the doctor due to the December dizziness. He referred to a neurologist too.

After a visit to the doctor around four weeks ago to discuss the MRI brain scan result, he has put me on Ramipril (an ace inhibitor blood pressure tablet), Atorvastatin for cholesterol (probably genetic family born cholesterol) and Amlodipine ( a calcium antagonist tablet for blood pressure too). Why? The MRI scan showed a small ‘bulge’ in the ‘vascular system’ of my brain. So, a second scan on a CT scanner recently was performed for a closer arterial look. Contrast dye in the form of iodine to see brain blood flow. If that bulge was an aneurism it means it’s important to keep blood pressure down. Checking what that ‘small bulge’ was, was a very stressful time. Aneurism? Cholesterol built up plaque? If aneurism, low blood pressure is a must. My thoughts were ‘Just stay chilled about it all’. Easier said than done. After these MRI findings, a consideration of MRA (angiogram) or, alternatively, a contrast CT scan was booked to find answers. I waited two weeks and luckily a CT scan appointment arrived. The MRA can be a three month wait. The CT scan ‘answer’ report has recently been sent a few days go and found to be Okay. Yay! ‘Unremarkable’ is the consultant word used. So no aneurism or other weird stuff. Huge on huge sigh of relief. As a retired Staff Nurse my knowledge didn’t help in my abilities to seeking calmness. But my ‘the glass is half full’ temperament stood me in good stead. I sought various calming complementary therapies.

Complementary Therapies worked well. Still do. So. Why carry on with the medication? Blood pressure taken by the doctor, after he gave me the initial MRI scan news of this conundrum, was 217 systolic over 147 diastolic. That’s bad to say the least. But given the ‘bulge’ news. blood pressure wasn’t going to be low was it. The worry/stress over weeks to months has my blood pressure still seeing unlooked for high readings. An aftermath that comes from having a good fright. Now, blood pressure is calmer after the ‘all okay’ news and I feel happier. Blood pressure currently in the 110 to 120 area with systolic pressure. And around the 70’s to 80s diastolic. These tablets have been a good while in my system so are getting to full effectiveness. Alongside therapy borne from music, sound frequencies, herbal tea and continuation of good nutrition with my vegetarian diet. I have been vegetarian for 50 years now.

And ongoing? Currently I am continuing to chill in many ways.

My latest acquisition. Bought a set of hand machined Solfeggio tuning forks made by Omnivos to listen to effective vibrational sound therapy with use of the nine different frequencies. Expensive, but ‘ring vibrate’ for a longer period. Reading a great book on how to apply them effectively. Also going back to my old discipline of applying self guided Mindfulness meditation and linking focused breathing exercises. Music of New Age nature, listened to on YouTube, helps calm me too.

Reading the Mark Bosch book above and other internet enquiry led to insights of the Solfeggio scale frequencies and their mathematical importance. This particular website link below was really interesting in addressing the Solfeggio frequency system to a more profound spiritual philosophy.

https://www.binauralbeatsfreak.com/sound-therapy/solfeggio-frequencies-guide

Also, with the recent sunny weather calmness comes with gardening. About a month ago we bought trellis, seedling shoots of vegetables, salad leaves and herbs for the raised beds, plants for the many pots around the house and some small ground cover plants for the steps, etc. Love breaking up sharp edges in gardens with soft plants as ground cover. Went to town a fair few weeks back with Angie and trundled around three of the garden centres. So some fine extras for the garden ambience.

Talking of stressful events recently. My Dad is now back home, yes in his own house, with a package of care. He spent a month in hospital. Low iron levels, poor mobility and acute confusion. More evident confusion than in his usual level in having Alzheimer’s dementia. Wrongly, he was sent to a residential home as initial discharge. The worst choice ever. He hated and hates the idea of spending the rest of his days in a ‘home’. So, to escape, he climbed an eight feet high wall and fell onto the pavement the other side. He’s 90 years old this year! So having dropped from said height, he found himself back in hospital. Amazingly, despite a wound to his head, no broken bones! The hospital dementia nurse said he is now chatting with capacity and clarity conversationally and walking about nicely now. Hence him able to return home last week. Crazy times that happened when I was going through this situation of brain scans’ investigation. No wonder my blood pressure fluctuated to highs.

Now. Just got to try to get back to songwriting and recording again. Haven’t touched the home studio recording set up in earnest for months. But there is a certain Frankie the Fella very needy cat that upsets the Apple Cart with that one too. More questions than answers in how to solve that one!

A Long, Very, Very Long, Additional Bit of Prose.

If you arrive at the End……Thank you for your patience

Mindfulness and Seeking Calm by Gray Summers.

Your outside is not seen

By anyone else

Outside,

Looking in.

Because you are inside

Within a self placed

Self built

Life’s Mind-Palace

That breathes.

Isolating serenity.

Your inside, feeling awed by the possibility

Of a perfect moment in time

When you are using

Your mindful brain.

It’s bliss. Yet….

Full on ambition in non-thinking

Is not possible.

Because

Full on intrusive thinking

Is a constant friend…

Or enemy.

Cracks of shimmering beauty

Or dark, suffocating

Interruption.

Both exist.

Swirling in chaotic dance

They both persist.

Dark reminders?

Unwanted angst ridden thoughts of

Fear and guilt.

Twins that seek redemption.

Yet give no answers.

Only questions

That have no answers.

A tangled weave of desperation.

And so begins the journey to

Mind-find and accept

The inherent internal vibrations.

Go meet the proffered external

Resilience frequency

At 396 hertz.

Borne within the internal genetic molecular.

Borne on the external twin angelic vibrating wings

Of a Solfeggio tuning fork.

Musical notes

Inner synapse and outer power

Each recognise, synergise,

Meet and swirl dance.

Both amplify.

Liberate, heal,

Dissolve and detoxify these

Hated, hateful hurts.

Sends them away on clouds.

Sedates the curse.

Replaces with harmony as

Old ghostly, smile ridden friends return

Healing emotionally.

Borne within and without.

Silvery, shimmering tantalising lights.

Delight.

Yet even so.

This is meditation.

My sought for blissful empty state.

My mind-palace of placed nothing-ness.

No visitors please.

Even the good ones.

Bringing their 528 hertz harmony.

Angelic shimmering vibrational wings

Hum sound waves that bring

Love and affection.

And a returning smile from me.

Yours truly.

Yet still.

Not wanted. Not needed.

In empty mind space.

But as sure as eggs is eggs

They persist.

Attempting beyond Tempting.

‘Go chase, go join, go dance within

These plethora of silvery threads.

Find where they could take me’,

I mind whisper.

They whisper back.

‘Join us again’.

They glisten.

No.

Do….not….listen.

Do not break the seeking of

Spiritual perfection on a whim.

They shimmer again.

A gain!

No.

Disaster albeit a welcome vibe.

But there they are.

There it is.

Snowflake, snowfall, translucent and beautifully silvery white.

Like shimmering liquid alabaster.

Dream thought

Impossible not to chase

Or Touch.

Its threads akin to grimoire inclusions.

A chance taken?

Perchance to fall?

Perchance to fail?

‘Obviously, no.

Perchance to dream’, they whisper.

Tendril threads

Dance with glee.

Not sinisterly.

But in sincerity.

Singing soft swished swirling notes

And waiting patiently.

Hoping. Probing.

Using their own sweeping, tantalising

Ghostly past friendships they

Whisper sing an eternal

Ethereal promised dream.

Mind inside pushes aside.

Ignoring the yearned for outcomes.

Envisaging

By not looking

Not listening

At all.

The Mind already knows.

That the inner soul, when once settled,

Provides its own magical spell

In emptiness.

Cool as cool…..emotionless…..much desired

Relief in emptiness.