Near Homeless w/Health Issues & Cat
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About ten days ago or so I let the world know about some of the challenges I have been experiencing in Washington State with the healthcare system. I started storytelling about how I was going to affect change here in this state before I leave it. I’m on my way down to join some friends that have been trying to get me to do my work in Southern California for a very long time.
As many of you know, I’ve been in retreat for 16 years. And I’m coming out of my Hermitage not only to go to Southern California to start the foundation and the global village that I’ve been working on for some years, but also to leave this state because of the catastrophic failing health care system here.
I also shared that it took six months for the clinics in this healthcare here to finally discover, and to let me know what I already knew, that I had four bulging discs in my neck, two of which are severely herniated.
And the last 16 years I’ve been in my Hermitage, I have spent down all of my best selling book savings, many of you might remember the many CD titles that were popular on both eBay and Amazon for years. All that money‘s been gone for a long time now. I live on my Social Security retirement money. Which is $690 a month. I have given all of my life in service, never making much money. Even all my wild stories from the entertainment business, I always held my heart intention of having a loud voice for change.
My rent is 800 a month, and my income is $690.00. I live pretty simply, and that’s just fine with me. But I own and drive an insured vehicle, care for a cat with special needs, have power and wifi bills like everyone else. I get the maximum amount one person can get in food stamps, which is $192.00 a month. I have been selling what's left of my belongings on eBay. Small amounts of bar soap sales from the sweet and compassionate hardworking people who staff these clinics. Even my lousy MD bought a bar of soap for his girlfriend. (I had to remind him. Ha!)
I finally hit bottom with the finances, a couple of blessings in disguise appeared like the giant tree falling on, and totaling the classic Land Rover in my yard. Insurance took care of that. I decided that money would be invested in my soap making business.
I shared with my landlady this morning when discussing my payment plan for this month, on how so many of you out there in the Facebook world we’re encouraging me to create a go fund me page. When she heard this news, she told me, “put me down for a half months rent.“ This is the woman who doesn’t want me to leave. She’s begging me to stay. She is offering such loving-kindness and compassion along with all of you.
All of this has touched my heart in such a way... it took my breath away this morning.
This is an excellent place to pause for a moment and let you all know that I can feel your prayers. I can feel the positive and healing energy that you are all sending me. And maybe it’s just a handful, but I can feel it.
I can feel it in my heart, and I can feel it in my neck. I am still getting by without treatment on my neck. I have shared with some, that many of the symptoms of the pinched and damaged nerves in my neck are varying degrees of vertigo. From a bit dizzy to flat out falling down and throwing up.
Some of the other symptoms have been extreme spasms in both of my legs, back, and neck that has kept me from being able to stand, sit or lay down. I had to walk on my feet, keep moving for 4 1/2 days straight until I was finally landed in the emergency room. They turned me away offering me a Percocet. (there are bizarre reasons for this I found out later - my doctor labeled me a drug abuser in my charts as I told him I was experiencing great benefit from both eating and smoking medical marijuana for pain, which is legal in Washington State.) I refused the Percocet, told them I was calling an Uber, got in my car and drove myself back home.
But I have to say. The spasms in my legs that has caused me so much grief and sleepless nights have also subsided a little recently. SLEEP! OMG!
I haven’t done anything different than the multitudes of things I’m already doing to help myself. And let me tell you all, that is a lot, from western allopathic and herbal medicine, energy work, and other healing work I do in my dreams and other realms, are significant. And I can spend better quality time doing these practices recently while feeling better.
But it wasn’t until I started receiving your prayers, and receiving your best wishes, receiving your compassionate, loving kindness. And now with all encouragement to open a go fund me page. And then this morning when my landlady told me only to pay $400 this month for rent...
OK. OK. I say yes.
I am deeply moved.
Thank you.
I planned this trip a year and a half ago, so I know the costs for me to move down there with the U-Haul truck and all. I know what it is going to cost for me to get myself set up down there. I’ve already sold ALMOST everything I own. But I still have to rent a truck. [home recording studio, herbal pharmacy, soap making/beauty & body care business, yet over 500 books even as I continue to give them all away, a decent mattress and way too many clothes... for a monk! :-)
108 is a sacred number...
I am doing my best to attend the farmer's markets up here twice a week to sell my bar soaps and all my other beauty and body care products. I have an imagination this will catch me up enough, pay bills and put a few thousand in my pocket by October 1st. I am arriving in Southern California on November 1st.
~Today, June 5th... Camano Island Farmers Market, I had $104.00 in sales and paid $40.00 for the event. There was only 8 vendors, 3 of which had handmade soaps! (still smiling)~
To be honest, it has always been a challenge for me to receive. This is a beautiful, humbling experience. So thank you again for that too.
Has anyone out there knocked on a door dressed in monk robes with an empty bowl in your hands? Let's all take a deep breath and give thanks for our abundance.
As far as a quick update on my activities for creating change in Washington states healthcare system:
I’ve contacted the governor of the state Jay Inslee, reached out to Senator Patty Murray and my congressman of my district here in Washington, Rick Larsen. I’m reaching out to other political leaders, massaging my editorial that will be printed in the Seattle newspaper perhaps. It’s being looked over by a close attorney friend. I am crossing my T's and dotting my I's getting ready to make some noise in this state. I have had two conversations with the ABC evening news in Seattle about an interview. I am pulling in NBC and CBS next. I have asked Governor Inslee to meet me in a homeless camp in Seattle with the media, so we can all learn more about the healthcare issues here. We shall see...
Thank you.
Now I will have to sit and be still.
All Love,
Padma Bearji
~
I am Universe
And a hand full of dirt.
Whole
While completely demolished.
Talk about choices
Does not apply to me.
While intelligence considers options
I am somewhere lost in the wind.
~Rumi
As many of you know, I’ve been in retreat for 16 years. And I’m coming out of my Hermitage not only to go to Southern California to start the foundation and the global village that I’ve been working on for some years, but also to leave this state because of the catastrophic failing health care system here.
I also shared that it took six months for the clinics in this healthcare here to finally discover, and to let me know what I already knew, that I had four bulging discs in my neck, two of which are severely herniated.
And the last 16 years I’ve been in my Hermitage, I have spent down all of my best selling book savings, many of you might remember the many CD titles that were popular on both eBay and Amazon for years. All that money‘s been gone for a long time now. I live on my Social Security retirement money. Which is $690 a month. I have given all of my life in service, never making much money. Even all my wild stories from the entertainment business, I always held my heart intention of having a loud voice for change.
My rent is 800 a month, and my income is $690.00. I live pretty simply, and that’s just fine with me. But I own and drive an insured vehicle, care for a cat with special needs, have power and wifi bills like everyone else. I get the maximum amount one person can get in food stamps, which is $192.00 a month. I have been selling what's left of my belongings on eBay. Small amounts of bar soap sales from the sweet and compassionate hardworking people who staff these clinics. Even my lousy MD bought a bar of soap for his girlfriend. (I had to remind him. Ha!)
I finally hit bottom with the finances, a couple of blessings in disguise appeared like the giant tree falling on, and totaling the classic Land Rover in my yard. Insurance took care of that. I decided that money would be invested in my soap making business.
I shared with my landlady this morning when discussing my payment plan for this month, on how so many of you out there in the Facebook world we’re encouraging me to create a go fund me page. When she heard this news, she told me, “put me down for a half months rent.“ This is the woman who doesn’t want me to leave. She’s begging me to stay. She is offering such loving-kindness and compassion along with all of you.
All of this has touched my heart in such a way... it took my breath away this morning.
This is an excellent place to pause for a moment and let you all know that I can feel your prayers. I can feel the positive and healing energy that you are all sending me. And maybe it’s just a handful, but I can feel it.
I can feel it in my heart, and I can feel it in my neck. I am still getting by without treatment on my neck. I have shared with some, that many of the symptoms of the pinched and damaged nerves in my neck are varying degrees of vertigo. From a bit dizzy to flat out falling down and throwing up.
Some of the other symptoms have been extreme spasms in both of my legs, back, and neck that has kept me from being able to stand, sit or lay down. I had to walk on my feet, keep moving for 4 1/2 days straight until I was finally landed in the emergency room. They turned me away offering me a Percocet. (there are bizarre reasons for this I found out later - my doctor labeled me a drug abuser in my charts as I told him I was experiencing great benefit from both eating and smoking medical marijuana for pain, which is legal in Washington State.) I refused the Percocet, told them I was calling an Uber, got in my car and drove myself back home.
But I have to say. The spasms in my legs that has caused me so much grief and sleepless nights have also subsided a little recently. SLEEP! OMG!
I haven’t done anything different than the multitudes of things I’m already doing to help myself. And let me tell you all, that is a lot, from western allopathic and herbal medicine, energy work, and other healing work I do in my dreams and other realms, are significant. And I can spend better quality time doing these practices recently while feeling better.
But it wasn’t until I started receiving your prayers, and receiving your best wishes, receiving your compassionate, loving kindness. And now with all encouragement to open a go fund me page. And then this morning when my landlady told me only to pay $400 this month for rent...
OK. OK. I say yes.
I am deeply moved.
Thank you.
I planned this trip a year and a half ago, so I know the costs for me to move down there with the U-Haul truck and all. I know what it is going to cost for me to get myself set up down there. I’ve already sold ALMOST everything I own. But I still have to rent a truck. [home recording studio, herbal pharmacy, soap making/beauty & body care business, yet over 500 books even as I continue to give them all away, a decent mattress and way too many clothes... for a monk! :-)
108 is a sacred number...
I am doing my best to attend the farmer's markets up here twice a week to sell my bar soaps and all my other beauty and body care products. I have an imagination this will catch me up enough, pay bills and put a few thousand in my pocket by October 1st. I am arriving in Southern California on November 1st.
~Today, June 5th... Camano Island Farmers Market, I had $104.00 in sales and paid $40.00 for the event. There was only 8 vendors, 3 of which had handmade soaps! (still smiling)~
To be honest, it has always been a challenge for me to receive. This is a beautiful, humbling experience. So thank you again for that too.
Has anyone out there knocked on a door dressed in monk robes with an empty bowl in your hands? Let's all take a deep breath and give thanks for our abundance.
As far as a quick update on my activities for creating change in Washington states healthcare system:
I’ve contacted the governor of the state Jay Inslee, reached out to Senator Patty Murray and my congressman of my district here in Washington, Rick Larsen. I’m reaching out to other political leaders, massaging my editorial that will be printed in the Seattle newspaper perhaps. It’s being looked over by a close attorney friend. I am crossing my T's and dotting my I's getting ready to make some noise in this state. I have had two conversations with the ABC evening news in Seattle about an interview. I am pulling in NBC and CBS next. I have asked Governor Inslee to meet me in a homeless camp in Seattle with the media, so we can all learn more about the healthcare issues here. We shall see...
Thank you.
Now I will have to sit and be still.
All Love,
Padma Bearji
~
I am Universe
And a hand full of dirt.
Whole
While completely demolished.
Talk about choices
Does not apply to me.
While intelligence considers options
I am somewhere lost in the wind.
~Rumi
Organizer
Christopher Love
Organizer
Camano, WA
