Thank you, Annabel. I appreciate your inclusion of the importance of communication as well as the acknowledgment that we can disagree with our neighbors and still work side by side to survive and support each other in spite of very different perspectives on social issues.
I began preparing for family survival 9 years ago. I’ve engaged my grandchildren in storing food (we are at 3000 meals now.) I’ve taught them how to fish, clean the fish, build a fire, roast and eat the fish. The three females in my family (ages 14-75) have been to several different types of survival camps. I've stored useful survival tools, stoves, multiple types of water filtration equipment, tents, sleeping bags. We have three RVs that will house all of us.
We have 600 gallons of water, 3 generators, and stored gas.
We’ve hidden different forms of money, US and Canadian, including small bills and coins. I’ve vacuum sealed 120 lbs of green coffee beans for barter. (1 lb of coffee for 1 live chicken.) I’ve taught my grandkids how to hunt with sling shots. Archery is next, then rifles/shotguns.
The thing that most amazes me is how difficult it has been to engage my adult children in this. I get it. My grandchildren get it completely. The adult children are resistant all the way. Should it ever become necessary, they will get it when I cook them a great meal over an open fire.
What you write about is incomprehensible to me. There is no way I could survive in such a time and that's Ok. I'm 76 and have lived a good life - so if it ends like what you are suggesting - so be it. When I was around six years old my family was in a cabin on a mountain lake. (Lake Arrowhead). I got an extremely high fever. I remember when I woke up – my mother came over and asked me if I knew how long I’d been out. I did not know – she told me a day and a half. She handed me my brother’s Red Rider comic book. I was thrilled to have it – though I couldn’t really read all of the words – just some.
This incredible thing happened to me. Was it a dream? I don’t think so – I think it was physically happening. When I was under this extremely high fever I entered a gray void fog like place. I started floating through the void going faster and faster. As I did I started to lose my body. The best part was that I was in a complete state of bliss. I remember when it ended that I was very disappointed. I did not want it to end.
When I was nineteen I read The Tibetan Book of the Dead and it stated that the before entering the new existence there would be a gray void like place.
Maybe because of this experience I am not afraid of death at all. This is a freeing sort of feeling.
Love this! Quigley
Thanks for breaking this down. Quite a of food for thought!
My oh my. I just wrote a treatise and the app ate it.
Fortunately I changed my life when I returned from Vietnam, moved to the country and read limits to growth.
Thank you, Annabel. I appreciate your inclusion of the importance of communication as well as the acknowledgment that we can disagree with our neighbors and still work side by side to survive and support each other in spite of very different perspectives on social issues.
This is a very thoughtful piece.
I began preparing for family survival 9 years ago. I’ve engaged my grandchildren in storing food (we are at 3000 meals now.) I’ve taught them how to fish, clean the fish, build a fire, roast and eat the fish. The three females in my family (ages 14-75) have been to several different types of survival camps. I've stored useful survival tools, stoves, multiple types of water filtration equipment, tents, sleeping bags. We have three RVs that will house all of us.
We have 600 gallons of water, 3 generators, and stored gas.
We’ve hidden different forms of money, US and Canadian, including small bills and coins. I’ve vacuum sealed 120 lbs of green coffee beans for barter. (1 lb of coffee for 1 live chicken.) I’ve taught my grandkids how to hunt with sling shots. Archery is next, then rifles/shotguns.
The thing that most amazes me is how difficult it has been to engage my adult children in this. I get it. My grandchildren get it completely. The adult children are resistant all the way. Should it ever become necessary, they will get it when I cook them a great meal over an open fire.
What you write about is incomprehensible to me. There is no way I could survive in such a time and that's Ok. I'm 76 and have lived a good life - so if it ends like what you are suggesting - so be it. When I was around six years old my family was in a cabin on a mountain lake. (Lake Arrowhead). I got an extremely high fever. I remember when I woke up – my mother came over and asked me if I knew how long I’d been out. I did not know – she told me a day and a half. She handed me my brother’s Red Rider comic book. I was thrilled to have it – though I couldn’t really read all of the words – just some.
This incredible thing happened to me. Was it a dream? I don’t think so – I think it was physically happening. When I was under this extremely high fever I entered a gray void fog like place. I started floating through the void going faster and faster. As I did I started to lose my body. The best part was that I was in a complete state of bliss. I remember when it ended that I was very disappointed. I did not want it to end.
When I was nineteen I read The Tibetan Book of the Dead and it stated that the before entering the new existence there would be a gray void like place.
Maybe because of this experience I am not afraid of death at all. This is a freeing sort of feeling.