Between My Shoulders – A Reflection

This poem titled Between My Shoulders was authored by Akiane kramarik at age 11 in her book titled My Dream Is Bigger Than I – Memories of Tomorrow – Part Four Page 182 “You will need your own copy of this book to view the full text of this poem.  I limit quotes for the purpose of discussion and to follow copyright guidelines that allows for limited quotes.”

This poem Between My Shoulders consists of four stanzas with two lines in the first stanza and seven lines in the middle stanzas and two lines in the last stanza….The featured image or photograph that I choose for this reflection is my recent ice bath water…Yes that is a bathtub full of icy cold water…Due to chronic muscle pain which is part of my condition…I do sports therapy that many athletes into sports do…I do cold showers and ice cold baths…This therapy does wonders for my chronic pain and wakes me up in the mornings better than coffee…Because I do not have a bathtub where I rent…I am obliged to go to a nearby hotel…With Covid-19 in full swing hotels have been closed for a time…Local hotels just opened up again last week…So off I went on what I call a stay-cation…This was my little escape for a few hours…To avail of this bathtub and ice that comes from their awesome ice machine…I must pay for at least one over night stay regardless of whether or not I stay overnight…So I think outside of the box…This morning to get to my destination I took the public bus because in the wee early morning hours I could not get an uber driver from my uber app or a local taxi…I booked my room at my favorite hotel…Took a fabulous ice water bath then I took a walk to a nearby restaurant that I love that is now open and can have limited sit down guests…It felt awesome to get out and I felt like I was on vacation…A short break from my boring home life…I had my fill and ordered lots of food to go for my son who does not like to go out like his mammy…I returned home ensured all was in order at home including making sure our lively puppy was doing good and that my son was well fed…Then after a bit of time…Off I went again on what I call my stay-cation…I returned to the hotel and this time I took a fabulous hot bath and I brought all the bath soap that you can think of…Epsom salt for baths etc…I had a luxurious bath and I purchased some hotel snacks such as water and chocolate…I also rested for a time…For me this was the perfect escape I got my much needed bath therapy to manage my chronic pain…I got my mini stay-cation…A short break from home that was very manageable…I returned home to my son who was thrilled to get a break from his mammy….Though both puppy and son were glad to see me after a few hours away…I had a small mess to clean up at home….So my job as a parent is really never done…All the same I feel fantastic and enjoyed my stay-cation…I have the use of that room till check out time tomorrow…So I will be sure to use that room early in the morning for more bath therapy and then check out and return home…Being a responsible parent with my son who is now taller than me means I still get some vacation time away though not much I feel great and my small family are very happy that I took time for myself…My son encourages me to do this for myself…Tis fun to think outside the box…The full amenities at my favorite hotel are not open yet…All the same it was a joy to get away for my little escape for a few hours…I want to tell you too that people can be very kind…So I decided to do random acts of kindness…I do not have much money to work with…But when I purchase my public bus day passes in advance at the local bus station…I pay it forward by giving at least two bus passes away to strangers along with a one dollar bill for these folks to purchase a soda at the soda machine…I did this today for two gentlemen…What I was thinking was this…Both of these men may not have experienced much kindness and could be feeling down trodden or down on their luck so to speak…I meet ex-convicts fresh out of prison who ride the bus…I told one young man who had a lot of tattoos and happened to be black which did not matter to me…I told this young man after he accepted my small gift…That it does not matter who or what you are or where you come from there is always hope and a bright future ahead…That young black man who seemed very sad and preoccupied while waiting for his bus smiled a warm small and thanked me for my small act of kindness…When I offer men and women small gifts I always address them with great respect such as sir or ma’am…So before this young man accepted my small gift…I addressed him as follows…”Sir I have decided to do random nice things for others…Would it be ok with you for me to give you this day bus pass that you can use all day to get around it only cost me three dollars and fifty cents…And this day bus pass will see you through another day for getting around…That young man accepted my small random act of kindness and then I asked him if he would accept a one dollar bill to purchase a small treat for himself such as a soda….The sodas at the bus stop cost seventy five cents…I tell you this because for four dollars and fifty cents..I brightened that young man’s day…So what if he is fresh out of prison???…Who cares???…What matters most is that he is on a better road…Now I have no idea if this young man was fresh out of prison…But many former prison inmates ride the bus and the reason I know this is because these men and women open up to me and tell me…All people deserve second and third chances…If their crimes were not horrible…Sadly many men and women today do not receive much kindness…So I will be kind so help me God of life till the day I die…Because it does not take much to be kind…I must say this too that I have dealt with many ex-convicts over the years who treated me with more dignity and respect than horrible men and women in the roman catholic church and other areas of life including my own siblings and birth mother who were nastier than hell to me…There are much worse people than ex-convicts out there and these beastly people fill all seen churches around the world…I will now quote from Akiane’s amazing poem…”No one surrounds me but you” and quoting the last stanza “Between my shoulders — my adolescent love”…This poem is about the excitement and burden the heavy nature of adolescent love…Adolescents are often very shy and experience difficulty navigating intense emotions and expressing their emotions to others…Sadly too many high school sweethearts who fall in love and get married do not always stay married…Over time their love grows cold from years of false love and years of realizing they were not a good match…Sadly many men and women take hostages when they marry partners in toxic abusive relationships…As a thank you for reading this reflection enjoy my self help playlist from you tube…I do a lot of stuff on you tube…Including talks about knowing your rights and how to get refunds no matter what…I am big on self advocacy when you know your rights you can advocate for yourself…I include my self advocacy playlist too…In one of my previous posts I provided my assessment of the woman responsible for the dog that attacked my puppy…It turns out I was spot on…She refused management’s outreach asking her to be reasonable by providing me the injured party with modest compensation for damages done by her dog to my dog…I described to management very clearly ways my civil rights were being trampled underfoot by profane laws that protect predatory women like that witch…I was given her name so that I can pursue reimbursement through small claims court…I discovered that she is a medical student…She is studying to become a vet and works at the local vet hospital…I was right on the money with my assessment of her…She is extremely narcissistic and unstable and a danger to her own dog…She is not fit for society never mind vet school…Management is also investigating the two other attacks done by that same dangerous dog to another resident’s dog and his girlfriend…That pompous bitch on a massive power trip has another thing coming to her…She messed with the wrong people and will not get away with it…By the time all associated with her including her school and place of work are informed about her horrible public bedside manner which is very important for all in healthcare be it vet care or human care…She will rue the day she thought she could trample underfoot my civil rights to reasonable compensation and to safety from her brute of a dog…She is worse than her poor dog…Her poor management of that dog endangers that dog too as well as the community…That beastly horrible narcissistic woman is a menace to society…Oh!!! and just to make a point…She is white not black and I state this to make a point that race religion color or creed has got nothing to do with being decent or basic decency…I encountered more shit heads who are white who are extremely narcissistic and full of themselves like this crazy woman than I ever have encountered in the black communities…I am not racist at all…I am white of course I am white…I am white as a ghost…I am after all one hundred percent Irish…So for all the wonderful decent white folks who are not shitheads but understand what I am talking about I dedicate this post to all decent people regardless of race religion color or creed…My own father may he rest in peace would understand what I write about here…To everyone in the black communities whether you are from the hood as they say or from bell air…It does not matter who or what you are or where you come from do not let haters bring you down…The world already has enough shit heads out there from all walks of life…Look to men and women who inspire you and seek to embody those positive traits…A man I admire lately is eccentric and rather odd in the eyes of some but in the eyes of many like meself…This man is king of Ice…I am a huge fan of Mr. Hoff a dutch extreme athlete…Now I do not do all the crazy things Mr. Hoff does…But Mr. Hoff lost his beloved wife years ago to suicide leaving him a single father to raise their children…Mr. Hoff still holds the record for a barefoot half marathon in ice and snow…Sure ya can say sure Mr. Hoff is batty or nuts…There’s much worse than Mr. Hoff out there I tell ya…This man inspires me to be the best I can be…So I will also include my recent you tube post about how ice cold water therapy helps me to be my best…I was doing cold shower therapy and ice cold baths before I knew Mr. Hoff also known as the iceman existed…I am also including a link about Mr. Hoff who has inspired many…https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wim_Hof….So for all families no matter your size big or small and for all single fathers and mothers out there…This post is also for you…Parents are the unsung heroes of our fallen world…For all the men and women who grew up in foster care and whose parents could not raise you due to circumstances that are not your fault or their fault due to our collective humanity of human weakness that we all share…I dedicate this post to you and to all foster parents who are also unsung heroes in this fallen world…To every person regardless of race religion color or creed my work is about life and living life to the fullest because the tragedy is this….Billions of unborn children….Billions of our own brothers and sisters in our collective soul of humanity were never given the opportunity or chance to breath or to live or to learn how to walk and talk and grow…My work is also dedicated to the billions of tiny soldiers both born and unborn who died from the awful horrific tragedy that I call the war on the womb the war on all flesh…Thank you for following and reading my blog…Enjoy my self advocacy and self help playlists too………….Namaste…………