Progress Report

Celtic KnotWell, I did it. I decided on the topic for my site. Life has given me challenges and assets. Sometimes I think the assets I have are part of my challenges, but I know I have to use the assets I have or I won’t be able to truly live to my potential.

For now, the site is hosted here at I took the easy way to create it since anything else would have just been more procrastination. I will continue to work on the format and how to make a living from it, but I had to get started with the writing or I would be just another wanna-be.

I will keep this blog too. It will be about my technical travails and other miscellaneous thoughts.


FaNS on FaceBook

Family of Native Spirits logo with feather fan and medicine wheelI created my first FaceBook group tonight. It’s for a group I belong to offline:  Family of Native Spirits (FaNS).  Our membership is of Native Americans and friends in and around the Quad Cities of Iowa & Illinois.

Our group chose this name because we want the idea of family to represent all we do. We want to show love and respect for everyone in our group and we welcome diversity in membership. We believe in living with a Native Spirit of respect for life in all forms and to respect and honor the history, culture, and traditions of the Native American peoples who reside in our vast country. We ask those who wish to join the group to share our mutual respect and love.

We are a new group for the area working to create our identity and build relationships with each other and the wider community.

Our Yahoo! Group:

Technorati Code

My instructions from Technoati for inclusion on that site:

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Jan 22, 2010. Technorati will need to verify that you are an author of the blog by looking for a unique code. Please put the following short code 6QVA2MUVZAGV within a new blog post and publish it. Once it is published, use the “Verify Claim Token” button to tell Technorati your blog is ready for verification.

Can Chocolate lovers and Coffee Drinkers stop Deforestation?

Deforestation caused by human beings has been a problem for many societies since humans mastered agriculture to the present day. Once humans began to urbanize society, they began to deplete the natural resources around their settlements. Total deforestation and resource depletion was devastating for any culture that caused it. The Native American society that flourished in the Cahokia Mounds area of southern Illinois probably disappeared because they depleted their resources including deforestation for fuel and building materials as well as clearing land for planting domesticated crops. . . .

Read the rest of my article at InfoBarrel

Online Publishing Won Me Over

I always felt that since I could create my own website code, I should. If I took the easy way out and used an online site creator (even!) was selling out–being lazy. But I’ve given in and recognized that procrastination is so ingrained in my personality that I’d never get anything online at all unless I used the available tools.

So in addition to my online stores, I now have an online portfolio:

It’s a website built for artists just to display their artwork. It also has the advantage of being a social network for artists. Members can connect to others who work on the same type of projects or for the same type of clients to or who share other interests to comment, critique, encourage, and share their experiences and ideas.

My initial portfolio is just some graphic design work I created in school, but it’s so easy, I’m sure I’ll post much more soon.

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My Brain Needs Drugs

“Snap out of it!”

“You have no reason to be depressed.”

“We don’t talk about those things to other people.”

Those were the mantras of my life before I finally chose to visit a psychiatrist on my own as an adult. It’s still hard for the family to understand and accept, but now I have help. I take medicine daily to fight depression; and while I’m not exactly “perky,” I don’t dwell on my despair daily any more. But I still have those phrases rolling around in the back of my mind telling me it’s my fault that I don’t feel good. That I could just decide to feel different and I would. That somehow it’s my own failure to be happy that’s the problem. . . .

Read the rest of my article at InfoBarrel

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