covid · health

When Your Neurodivergent Brain Has Post-COVID Brain Fog

In my last post I wrote a big ol’ paragraph about the time change, and 24+ hours later (2 a.m. this morning -it’s 4 now), the fact that the advice (that does work) is for the March (MAKE IT STOP) time change, not the November one, slowly dawned on me. I know this, I really do…but for some reason something glitched, and I was certain enough to even tweet about it, too.

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This has been happening more than I like lately. For instance, bills: I’ve paid all the bills on the same day as rent for years. And any that are auto-pay are deducted in the check register (yes, a register – I have to see my finances) so I know where I stand for the month. But since we had COVID in July, the two bills that fall either at the end of one month or the beginning of the next are messing with my head. I just can’t get straight how to deal with them, even though I know it’s easy to do so, and that I did it for months before July.

Now I’ve always been easily distracted – I couldn’t take a purse to school because I would hang it on the chair and promptly forget it was there. Baked desert for an hour as a teen, and didn’t turn the oven on. And the more I watch Jessica’s ‘How to ADHD‘ videos, the more I see myself in many ways, especially since menopause (I also see some Autistic traits, too…neurodivergent buffet, anyone?). Cooking, oh, cooking…don’t leave the kitchen or I’ll come back to an exploded Pyrex pan that once held water and eggs, or a tea kettle without a whistle, burned right through. And the oven…if I knew how many times I’ve left it on, the number would scare all of us, I’m sure. But now, jeesh. An InstantPot, air fryer, and auto-turn-off electric tea kettle have changed everything, and without them, I’m not even certain I’d be able to cook. Even with them, I check the chart more than once to make sure I have the times and settings right, because if they can be done wrong, I’ll do it.

Laundry. I’ve done laundry on Sundays for years. Clean clothes for the week…nice. But during COVID, that schedule got screwed up, and now I completely forget to do it until I open my drawer and there’s no underwear. If I’m lucky, I’ll notice that there’s one pair left, turn around, grab a load, and wash it. Hopefully I’ll remember they’re in there (the washer and dryer are in the garage, but I remembered before, so…), put them in the dryer, set the timer, turn the dryer on, and all is well. Lately, though, I forget all of it. I’ll remember they’re in there hours later. And so many times I’ve gone out to find wet clothes in the dryer because, well…

And, almost worse than the rest, I’ve had to resort to setting alarms on my phone for appointments and sessions, because unless my planner is open and in front of me where I can see it multiple times a day, I won’t remember a thing. I remembered an upcoming birthday for two weeks because planner…and then again the day after. Completely spaced it the day of. Planner was in a pile, not open on my desk.

It’s scary. Out of sight, out of mind, easily distracted, is my norm, but double it and it starts to feel like the Earth has fallen out from under your feet, ya know? And with a new part-time job that is something I normally excel at, but that ‘at’ is being super organized and remembering things, I’m lost more times than I care to admit. The ‘glasses are on my head’ thing is just the tip of the iceberg, and I don’t know what to do about it except utilize all the tips and hacks I can find to get through this post-COVID life.

Is anyone else having problems like this – not just neurodivergent people? How are you handling it?

With love, hope, and a fuzzy brain,

Pip ✨🦩

covid · palliative lightwork

A Beautiful Moment

I asked a question of my Everyday Witch tarot this morning, and while contemplating the answer, it dawned on me that this card depicts me – as a conduit for Divine healing and light. I just sat there, looking at it with awe and joy. No, I don’t look anything like her, but you get my meaning. 🙂

My phone washes out the colors somewhat, but it’s a beautiful card. The serenity and smile on her face are exactly how I feel as I’m sending light, helping to ease a being’s suffering. I wonder if it’s possible to buy a print of it, like poster size?

The rest of the day was somewhat less…serene…I’m learning something that’s way out of my comfort zone and wheelhouse, and every day I cross my fingers that I don’t make a massive mistake. Once I get it down, I’ll be able to use this knowledge elsewhere, but getting it down, wow. My brain was totally fried today after 3 1/2 days of concentration. It’s not something I really wanted to learn, but it’s necessary, so I am.

ETA: Ignore the 15 minutes…that’s for the March time change. 🙄🙄🙄

Fall has been in the night air all month long, and hopefully soon the days will follow suit. This heat. Jeesh. Speaking of fall, my yearly tip for the glorious time change back to Standard Time: start setting your alarm back 15 minutes each week, and by the time November hits, you won’t even notice the switch. Believe me, it works, and it makes a HUGE difference. We wouldn’t notice the shift if we didn’t mess with the clocks in the first place. I have my own little rebellion going by keeping all my personal clocks on Standard Time year-round, and only the kitchen clock is on the annoying Daylight Saving Time. Even my phone is Standard Time. Yes, I have to mentally add an hour to make appointments and things, but otherwise, time is as it should be. The sun’s on its last peek over the horizon, and it’s 6:15. Beautiful.

I hope you all are well! I also hope you’re all wearing masks, too, but I know that’s a pipe dream. I saw a couple with a newborn in the grocery store filled with unmasked people and I wanted to cry. The numbers don’t lie (even though they’re only data from PCR tests and not the untold number of positive tests done at home), and COVID is far, far from over. Please be safe.

With hope and love,

Pip 🌻✨

PS: yes, my focus is animals, but I will always help humans, and I love helping those who have COVID or it’s after-effects. LongCovid, too. I wrote a post about it, btw. Don’t forget, all sessions are still ‘pay what you can’, except if you put me on retainer, which is half-price at $125 for 30 days of sessions. It’s a hell of a deal. 🙂

palliative lightwork · planners

September and Planners and Light

I love September so very, very much! When I was a kid it meant going back to school, so the love was a little less, but the changing of the season and the gorgeous leaves of all colors (I grew up in New England) made up for it.

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Now September means the switch from unrelenting southwest high desert heat to cool nights and cool breezes. Heaven. It also means that suddenly the views of planner posts have gone up again! I’ve pretty much stopped searching for the ‘perfect’ planner, because one doesn’t exist for me, so I’m still using a Passion Planner (I purchase the outgoing year on deep, deep sale and redate it – they have become really expensive!), though frankly, as usual, there’s not much planning going on in it. I’ve never been much of a planner, tending to be more of a ‘go with the flow’ person, so appointments and light sessions in color-coded highlighter are what fill it. I think next year I’m going to do a simple two-page per month setup in a blank Artist’s Loft journal from Michael’s ($7.99), and then use the rest in whatever way comes up, day-by-day.

I mentioned in my last post that I was stepping away from Twitter for the month, and wow, what a difference it’s made in my mental health in just a few short days! I still keep up with the COVID information, but the ongoing terror about what’s happening in the US and the climate…that I don’t miss. And I’m sure my other half doesn’t miss the ranting I was doing daily as I read those tweets.

Yesterday I sent light to the entire planet and all who live upon it, and the dumortierite sphere I used was incredibly hot when I finished the session! And over an hour later it was still faintly warm! The distance sessions seem stronger, and I wonder if stepping away from the doomscrolling stress has something to do with it? Or has the Darkness grown so much stronger that the Light is working double-time to bring balance back? I don’t know.

Speaking of the sessions, I’ve decided to keep them ‘pay what you can’ (except putting me on retainer, which is half-price) because money is tight, and by making them more available to you, together we’re working towards me being able to support myself from home (an incredibly necessary move as my other half is needed more and more care). You can purchase a session here; just pay what you can!

I hope all is well with you and yours, and I look forward to helping your pets feel better!

With hope and love,

Pip ✨🌻

forks and spoons

The Ingrained Push to Do Something, Anything

The past few weeks caught up with me this weekend, and I slept in on Sunday, which was glorious. Later, my guy needed to stretch out because of his back, so I climbed back in bed, too. I caught myself, half-asleep, thinking, I should read more of that book on Kindle – and then I thought, why??? I’m exhausted, I can barely keep my eyes open, and yet I should be reading instead??

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I’d just read in Quit Like A Woman by Holly Whitaker that our brain uses 20% of our energy, that our daily energy is finite, and that every decision, email, text, scroll, etc we fill our days with drains that energy. Which is why most of us are fried by 3 or 4.

As I contemplated all of this, it dawned on me that even when I’m ‘relaxing’, I’m not. I’m doing. Something. Anything. I’m reading a book, spending too much time on the internet, making list of things I need to do…and on and on. Even if I sit outside to enjoy the weather (it’s finally cool enough to do that again!!), it’s with a book. Or I’m sending light. It’s never just to sit and watch the clouds.

No wonder we’re all so exhausted all the time. We all have that ingrained “must be doing something, idle hands are the devil’s…something…and we never, ever stop and just BE. The trauma of the ongoing pandemic, unacknowledged grief, the collapse of the climate, having to make an income in the midst of all this so we don’t end up homeless…it’s too much. Simply too damned much. And some of all this ‘doing’ is to distract us from the simply too damned much.

I’m planning on stepping back from my public Twitter for the month of September, scheduling posts and checking notifications, but skipping the doomscrolling. The drain on my energy is palpable, and I need every bit of it back that I can get.

What do you think of Substack? It’s basically a newsletter service, and I don’t really understand the difference between it and writing a blog post, but what’s your opinion?

Anyway, happy Monday! Take breaks, eat a little bit of protein every now and then through the day, say no to anything that will overwhelm you, and breathe. Slowly and deeply.

With hope and love,

Pip ✨🌻

animal healing · Journal

Animals and Palliative Energy Healing

Why are the two such a good match?

What kind of animals can it help?

Is there anything you need to do while your animal is

receiving energy healing (or light, as I call it)?

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Excellent questions!

First, the reason I think animals and palliative energy healing are such a great match is that animals just accept it, no questions asked. There aren’t any subconscious doubts about whether or not it will work, no worries about what people might say if they find out about the energy healing, no religious preconceptions about alternative healing and if it’s the work of the “dark side”…none of that.

I can tell that some animals take a minute or two to understand what’s going on as I start sending light to them, but once the “wait, what’s that?” moment is over, they just settle in and receive. Many times with a big sigh and a ‘get comfortable’ movement, and the light just flows. I love that feeling when I can tell they said, ‘oh, ok!’.

Second question: any and all types!!! I’ve helped horses, dogs, and cats mostly, but I’m happy to help your ant farm, your pet iguana, the bat you rescued…if it’s breathing, I’m here to help ease its suffering. Oh! There was a crow once, too!

And lastly, nope, not a thing. Really. If you normally cuddle your critter, go ahead and do so. If it’s living in a tank, let it be. The light goes where it’s needed, and the more we let it do its work without getting in the way, the better. That’s something I had a hard time with when I was doing in-person sessions on humans; I would let my head and what I thought was ‘supposed’ to happen interfere with the light, rather than stepping back and just letting it flow as I did when I first started doing sessions. It was hard to face that I was doing so, but it led to doing distance sessions, and I love, love, love being able to send light around the world!

I hope that helps you to understand a bit more about the work I do, and I just want to remind you that I’ve extended the ‘pay what you can‘ for the rest of the month for all sessions except the retainer (which is half price).

I look forward to helping your beloved pet’s days and nights!

With love and hope,

Pip 🌻✨

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Palliative Care: My Missing Puzzle Piece

Wed night I was doomscrolling* and came across this by Martha Crawford.

The word palliative caused a bell to go off in my head, and as I read the entire thread, the missing puzzle piece that I’ve been searching for all these years of energy healing, *click*, fell into place.

I’ve never quite know how to describe what I do, or how to ‘niche’ myself; I just wanted to help everyone and all beings on the planet. Even the planet itself. And that unknowing has been detrimental in so many ways as far a telling the world about my work…but know I have the answer.

I’ve helped many who had a one session quick-healing happen. But as I was reading that thread I realized that I’ve helped the most when it came to long-term issues. I helped two horses walk peacefully through their final years. I worked alongside Western medicine bring a cat back from death’s door. I’ve sent light to my mom over the years (she was my very first distance session) for her long-term health issues, and now to my sister for her particular pain.** There are many, many more who have had multiple sessions with me to help ease their pain; I just never knew it was palliative care.

One of my favorite things about doing long-term, or even just 3 sessions, is that I learn something from each session and am able to tweak what I do, all with helping as much as I can as my focus.

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I’m not saying, as I make of point of bringing up every now and again, that I can heal chronic issues, cancer, COVID, etc. But, as palliative care does, I can help ease the suffering.

It’s Friday now, and I was so excited about the connection that I couldn’t sleep Wednesday night and had to get up and draft this post. I’ve been thinking about it ever since, and it feels really good. Helping to ease the suffering of all types of beings is what I do. Yay!

PS: Did you know my Pay What You Can sort of sale is still going on? The Retainer plan is a set $125 for now, though. Purchase a session as you usually do, just put in the amount you can afford, or the $125. The Dare Session is also pay what you can.

With love and hope,

Pip 🌻✨

*you knew which site I meant immediately, didn’t you. 😂

**admittedly not as consistently as I intend to. Sorry, you two. I’ll work on that! ❤️

PS: I’m learning to use footnotes instead of writing long additions to sentences in parenthesis. It only took how many years for me to learn that? 🙄

animal healing · palliative lightwork

Asking for help is never easy

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But I’m doing so. Lost another job due to my health, this time because of COVID, and I’m really between a rock and a hard place when it comes to paying bills next month. I’ve thought about doing a GoFundMe, but really, who wants to give money to someone so they can stay home when they themselves are more than likely being forced to go to work in this crazy time? I’d rather DO something for the money, and that means it’s time for a win/win situation for both of us.

From today until at least August 15th, all sessions, including Dare, are Pay What You Can. The Retainer Package is 1/2 price. Purchase a session via PayPal or Venmo, and I’ll get back to you within 24 hours (most likely sooner) to set up a time.

Thank you for your help, and for allowing me to be of service to you or your pet!!

With hope and love,

Pip 🌻✨

covid · palliative lightwork

What day is it?

I’ve lost track of days and dates; it’s quite easy to do when you don’t really have a schedule to speak of. I brought the trash can in today, so it must be Tuesday.

We both home tested again today, and he’s negative, but I’m still positive. I expected as much because I got sick after he did. I’m still dealing with an on-and-off sense of smell and taste, and when the smoky smell gets strong, I get one of those tension headaches again. I’m really, really quite over them. Ouch.

We’ve both decided that it’s really not safe for me to go back to work, but at the same time the money issue won’t stop rearing its ugly head, ya know? I’m really over this dilemma, too.

I was going through my desktop because it’s lagging badly, and I came across a video (well, 3) that I’d saved from when I briefly had a YouTube channel a while ago. I can’t upload it here unless I get a more expensive plan, it wouldn’t upload to IG or Twitter, but Tumblr, all hail Tumblr!, did with no problem!

So here’s a video I did about energy healing – aka, sending light, palliative lightwork.

https://eavesdownabbey.com/post/690234681252364288/i-didnt-realize-id-saved-this-from-when-i-had-a

It’s weird to watch myself because I notice things that I really never have even after decades of pictures and looking in the mirror. I guess the movement of talking makes them noticeable.

I hope all is well with you, and give a look at the energy healing I do! There are drop down pages that explain more for each subcategory, too.

Hope to help you soon!

Pip ✨🌻🫖

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A trip down memory lane

Found a notebook in which I’d listed notes about the first sessions I did when I took the chance and began doing energy work.

I love this cover

©Pip Miller

©Pip Miller

I’m not sure why these pictures are so dark because they actually aren’t.

Darlene was my very first session, and her amazing feedback gave me the courage to ask more people, sometimes multiple people a day – hell, anytime anyone mentioned not feeling right, I was offering! I was so in awe of what they were telling me that I just couldn’t stop.

There are more pages, and I’m so glad I wrote these down because I’d forgotten some of them. And Zack, he cracked me up. He had a sore thumb, so I offered to help, he sat down, I took his hand, and almost immediately he looked up at me with huge eyes. I asked what??, thinking something was wrong, and he said the pain was gone, stood up, and walked right out of the room, through the store, and out the front door. I don’t think he ever came back on my workdays. Must have freaked him out. 😂

And the woman with the sinus problem (allergies) was sooooo excited that she could smell that she gave me a whopping $60 for the few minutes I worked with her (I never charged, but nearly everyone gave me $20)! She was practically jumping for joy.

In other news, COVID has been…not fun. My guy is feeling much better and I’m having symptoms he’s not (I think I mentioned that in my last post). I do feel better overall (thank goodness that headache finally went away), the only disconcerting thing is I still get lightheaded and dizzy fairly easily, especially in still air, or if I move too fast. I’ve been ranting a bit on Twitter at our state’s Dept of Health, because the guy in charge is seriously downplaying the virus, AND the spread of monkeypox, which according to Dr Eric Feigl-Ding, has exploded more in the past few months than over the past 20 or 30 decades. And has doubled in cases in the US in just 2 days. So yeah, I’m a little pissy with the Health Dept right now.

Ok, a lot pissy. I admit it. But dammit, it’s their job to keep us informed about what’s going on, not sugar-coat things and pretend all is well. That’s for the CDC to do. 🙄

I’d best stop before I get all riled up again.

Ohmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.

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Oooh, I almost forgot! I’ve lost my sense of taste and smell (so freaking weird to experience, let me tell you!), and I have a friend (Cheri of the Retainer story) who has also lost hers. So we’re doing 3 sessions to see if it helps her as it did another friend, Pam, earlier this year. A little bit later it dawned on me that I could taste coffee, and when I walked into a room, smell a bit! I’m really interested to see if doing the other sessions on Cheri are going to help me more, too! I mean, I’m assuming they’re connected because it I hadn’t had even a tiny bit of either taste or smell before the session.

I love this work! I hope you’ll allow me to help you, too, soon! And don’t forget that I help animals, too!

With love and hope, again,

Pip 🌻✨🫖

©Pip Miller – July 2022

covid

Starting again

I’d just gotten into the groove of blogging again, then had to go to work, and that blew the momentum.

Then.

THEN.

My guy got sick Wed (a cold from the swamp cooler being on all night), I woke up Saturday nasty sick, tested and got the faint positive. I was negative Friday. Son of a…

Made him test. Yeah, not a cold. Friggin’ COVID.

I tested again Sunday, full-on positive.

*insert a whole lot of sweary swears…a LOT*

I have been insanely diligent. Like, that weird person who always wears a mask when no one else does. Why? Anemia. Asthma. A 4-year old who I’ll be damned was going to get it from some unthinking move of mine. I even wear a mask in my own house at times. I’m that person.

You can imagine I am far from a happy camper. There isn’t a picture to insert in this post that really shows how I feel.

And goddammit, please stop saying “it’s a cold” and that it’s “mild”. It’s not, and even asymptomatic people get the gnarly aftereffects like heart damage and blood clots. And for the love of all that is….STOP SAYING “POST-COVID NORMAL”. There’s no bloody such thing. Cases are exploding, the new variants are more transmissible than EVER, and people are talking about visiting family, going to fairs, hitting up conventions and flying without masks and… BTW, if you’re following the CDC’s guidance, stop. Immediately. They’re pure bullshit now.

I’m livid. That’s really what it comes down to. No, we don’t know for certain where it came from, but it doesn’t really matter. A lone masked person really has no defense against a world of unmasked and “over it” people.

I’m 3 days in, nearly fainted 3 times in one day, can’t get hot or I get dizzy, have a constant metallic taste in my mouth, food doesn’t agree with me* (my pajamas are falling off), and my torso hurts like hell from coughing. And the tension headache that today comes and goes, had me wishing for someone to put me out of my misery Saturday and Sunday. The only thing that sort of helped was a cold, wet cloth on my forehead as I curled up directly in front of the fan. I’m basically bed-bound because it’s never cool enough in the living room; the bedroom is the only place I feel ok. Which means my guy, the person I’m caregiver for, is now doing what he can around the house, and it’s so not easy for him. His symptoms (except the cough) are nearly gone now (and they were really bad Thursday and Friday), but me, I keep coming up with new stuff, like trying to shoo a fly out of the bathroom made me lightheaded. I was just standing there. Not running around. Standing. And shooing. What the hell?

It has to be the anemia. Fuuuuck.

And the “post-COVID” oblivion/bullshit lie people have chosen to live in.

I feel like blocking anyone who doesn’t live safely and with the knowledge that this virus can get you out of the blue, no matter how diligent you are.

In anger, lots of anger,

Pip 😷😷😷

©Pip Miller – July 2021

*pudding! I can eat pudding! And the metallic taste goes away just long enough so it doesn’t taste nasty. I’m so happy!

PS: I will be talking more about the healing work, cuz home and no income. Need a session, anyone?