WELCOME TO MY INSPIRATION PAGE: ONE NEVER KNOWS WHAT ONE MAY FIND HERE

I keep going because if you stop, you stop. Why retire? Inspire. Mickey Rooney
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On the Home Page, I mention Congress, in 1945, rejecting a proven, natural cancer cure. This book, Healing the Gerson Way, tells that story.

 

 

 NEWS and ANNOUNCEMENTS

 

I want you to meet the AKA Family. First, there is this website, akahealthy.com, the one you are currently reading. My other websites, which are different than this one, but closely related in purpose and subject matter are a work in progress, so check here, or watch your emails for updates. One of my favorite companies, Nikken International, Inc. (which you can find out and learn more about by tapping the link at the bottom of this segment) lives by a philosophy it calls the 5 pillars of Health™.

This viewpoint is one which I have, more or less, adopted as my own. Nikken’s 5 Pillars of Health™ are: Mind, Body, Family, Society, and Finances. To be in perfect health, we need to be healthy in all these areas.

My own outlook, A Way to View Life™ (my published poetry book), can be discovered within the AKA Family of Wellness Websites and is similar to Nikken’s philosophy. Expect lively discussions about the following subjects related to whole person, i.e., holistic health–

  1. Mind (Soul) Spirit: We will explore this intricate heart-mind connection, let’s call it inner beauty, and how our whole health depends on it. I defer to my Father’s opinion on the subject–For the word of God is living and active, and sharper than any two-edged sword, penetrating even as far as the division of soul and spirit, and of joints and marrows, and able to judge the thoughts and intentions of the heart. (Hebrews 4:12, Berean Literal Bible)
  2. Body: This subject may include food, nutrition (a recipe, or two, or ten), physical beauty for gals or guys, energy and aging. And we may need to talk about exercise, for all, the mind and the body and the spirit. How many of you know, the spirit needs exercise too?
  3. Personal Style: We all have a personal style, whether we’re aware of it or not. Why not become aware and create one that meets our high(er) standards, that gives us pleasure, that is beautiful, fun, and full of flair and fashion.
  4. Finance: No I’m not recommending stocks, but financial health, or lack thereof, does affect our overall health and I am hoping to show you that connection. After having been in business for a long, long time, I have a few tricks up my sleeve I want to show you. Look at Wealthy Affiliate under Reviews.
  5. Whole Person Wellness: I tried to separate these categories, but I can’t. Each component is too involved with and dependent on another. I love God’s beauty. I see it everywhere. That is why I must include art, if in no other way than to design and illustrate these websites. And I promise to show you (someday) how to do that too.
  6. Art, Books, Food, Fun, Happiness, Personal Taste, and Self-Worth:

Nikken for Magnets, Earthing, Clean Water, and More

SPIRIITUAL EXCERCISE

P.S. If you don’t care for poetry, skip down over the next section.

While I was a big-truck driver, I saw 48 states. The views were grand and awe inspiring. The landscapes are so different, even as they blend into one another from state to state.

I am so grateful for that experience, one I can never forget. Even now when I read a novel, listen to the news, etc., if a state or a town or a landmark is mentioned, I can say: I know where that is–because, I been there, done that.

SILVER-TIPPED LEAF

 

Dear Jesus: preserve my soul—    

Help me fight the good fight

when right looks wrong,

when deliberately they fool

us, so wrong seems right.

 

Let my desperation

—by Your Spirit—be my Guide, 

falling down on my knees to

find rock-solid inspiration

while in Your shadow, I hide.

 

Beneath your wings, conceal me,

a secret agent under cover— 

Guide me safely through Your

risky bidding, holding me free

among men and fixed with favor.

 

Steadily now do I climb,

ascending with confidence rare,

practiced as a sightless man,

one blind step at a time—

The tortoise overtakes the hare.

 

Knowing not from where

the wind blows—

expecting the unexpected—

Save me from the lions’ lair

and lead me where the Spirit goes.

 

Finally, one winter day          

as the silver-tipped leaf

floats away from the tree,

in loving arms, will I stay—

Banish forever all sin and grief. 

      

BEWARE THE LADY

 

Beware the lady
rolling her rig onto the Artist’s canvas
painted at sunset in red and orange
till tomorrow

sky bruised by with purple and gold—
Cornfields and highways
meld together into gray pools
as night chases the last traces of color,
bending orbs like the eyes of a cat.
Then darkness falls
on all God’s creatures.

Beware the lady over the road
driving deep into cavernous hours
lost in the stars, content in the clandestine. . .
talking pure trash to the man in the moon.
Warning lights flash: construction ahead—
slow to forty-five, thirty-five, merge now.

Godspeed to angels on high
skirting the edges
of silver-lined clouds.

Beware the lady,
la femme that is me,
caught up in the rhythm
of jazz and tires spinning,
drunk on sad songs
and pan flute’s sighing—

I’m in love with the piano man.

A cello’s voice fades
into the night mist
while ice chunks fall
from a lightning bright sky—

Snow blowing sideways

Big truck slowing

Beware the lady

laid-back again when the road goes straight
but for curves and hills, ice and snow.
‘Tis time to dance
with the stars.
Curve left, curve right
shift down
and down again—
brake
nice and easy
shift up
let ‘er ride.

    

   

HAWAII  ON A LARK OR 747

 

We sat one day in a Mexican Bar
on the patio next to the park—
Tequila flowed freely
and dreams grew wings

as in a lark.

The breezes were warm and inviting
in Seattle that time; and it was beaches
that we longed to see. T’would have to be

Hawaii.

“Let’s fly to the western shore,” I said, then.
Liquor talking, he said, “To be sure—when?”
“We’ll go right away, soon as we can pack.”
And before he knew it, we got on track.

A 747 would fit the plan—

Big-bellied bird, wide with possibility—

Nine or ten hours until it lands
in time for cocktail hour
on the sands

of Waikiki.

We stepped off the plane into a bath
of orchid air—
The wind blew softly through our hair.

Blue surf pounded the Pacific shore
as totems shared wisdom of mermaid lore.
Magnolias around our necks were hung
with beads that were strung

from minature shells.

Drum beats bathed in balmy air
while shadow dancers
with feathered hair
twirled round and round—

A hollow conch horn played.

But six months later, from our dream we woke—
Our lark had flown away

back to Seattle.

Still—there’s no forgetting the Hawaiian folk.

Aloha.

Nikken for Magnets, Earthing, Clean Water, and More

AKA FAMILY OF WEBSITES

(This network of websites is under construction. I will let you know when it is ready.)

akahealthyonline.com

akaholyfire.com

akamarketingonline.com

akaseniorblogger.com