Today is my only whole day off this week, and my chance to catch up with projects I told myself I would do and complete since the New Year arrived, but the urgency to re-engage with them has waned a lot with the plummeting wind chill factor. Instinct is drawing me into slipping into winter torpor instead. Charging around in sub -40° C weather to get stuff done is somehow failing to appeal to me, despite the need to do so. This recent spell of cold weather has really sapped me of energy, and I still have so much to do. The only reason I’ve sat down to write is that I feel like I have so many knots to loosen in my head first before I can focus on mindfully approaching or tackling any one of them. Writing has proved to be somewhat therapeutic for me in the past; sometimes it has been a helpful way of re-motivating me. Maybe my instincts are the right things to guide me now, and staying in bed and resting is what I really do indeed need; I fear the boredom of it though.
Good news came yesterday in regards to Ella. The lab test results showed that the tumour that was removed from her turned out to be benign. I’m greatly relieved in that respect. However, that big ugly bump, and the new unforeseen expenses that it incurred, really threw a monkey wrench into some of the planning I’ve already done for some things. It’s tempting to just throw up my hands and say that there is nothing I can do about it; yet doing nothing about it feels like it’s not the answer. I’m trying to be tenacious enough to not let this bit of misfortune control me, or knock me off target.
Drevlyansky Classic Style Ukrainian Kvas. . . Yum |
*- Ergot: a fungus that grows on rye and related cereal grasses. The spores of ergot produce toxic residues akin to lysergic acid (LSD). Poisoning from it (ergotism) results in some extreme neurological effects, including cognitive impairment, seizures, and hallucinations. There is a theory in cultural anthropology that ergot tainted bread consumed in the early years of Christianity produced "divine and mystical" experiences after the Eucharist ritual, thus attracting more "believers". In medieval Europe, the flour/meal made from grain of ergot infected rye crops, caused whole villages to be afflicted with St. Antony's Fire, and bad trips on this stuff may have unsuspectedly fueled and influenced negative perceptions and experiences of the "supernatural" which may have resulted in witchhunts and the Inquisition. Think about it: millions tortured, and killed by hanging and burning at the stake because of some snot-like organism growing on rotting kernels of grain. Fungus, yeast, mold, smut, germs, and other parasitic microbes and creatures don't get nearly enough credit for making such radical and lasting impacts on human cultural revolutions, history, and civilization in general.
**- An interesting historical note to add. In the 1800's, during the Napoleonic Wars, kvass may have been a critical key element in saving Russia from Bonaparte's armies. Napoleon's soldiers were frequently cut off from their supply lines while they were advancing toward Moscow, and were forced to drink the local untreated water in Russia which was, at that time, loaded full of water-born diseases. The Russian imperial soldiers had rations of kvass to protect them from these epidemics, and hence were healthier, and could spend more time fighting French battalions who were already starving, sick, and shitting themselves to death from cholera. One could assume that this was probably another factor that led Napolean himself to believe and conclude that, "an army marches on its stomach."
**- An interesting historical note to add. In the 1800's, during the Napoleonic Wars, kvass may have been a critical key element in saving Russia from Bonaparte's armies. Napoleon's soldiers were frequently cut off from their supply lines while they were advancing toward Moscow, and were forced to drink the local untreated water in Russia which was, at that time, loaded full of water-born diseases. The Russian imperial soldiers had rations of kvass to protect them from these epidemics, and hence were healthier, and could spend more time fighting French battalions who were already starving, sick, and shitting themselves to death from cholera. One could assume that this was probably another factor that led Napolean himself to believe and conclude that, "an army marches on its stomach."
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