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It’s been a while since I have written about parricide.

It is a battle. I want to help. I want to change things. I want things to be better for those who come behind me. But, I realize I cannot move forward if I continually return to the past.
I remind myself, my focus is fertilizer and what ever I engage with and focus on will grow. I must place my focus carefully, then, I think.

When we focus on the problem and not the solution the problem continues… And then I look at a bigger idea and think maybe the problem will always be there because it’s supposed to be.
Through horribly contrasting situations such as parricide it really can show many of our citizens just how lucky they are. Is not appreciation the root of everything good?

How nice is it to go home to be with your pleasant loving families for the holidays? How nice is it to have people remember and show up with good wishes, warm hugs, love, and acceptance.
Similar traits are strangely missing in parricide families. Even if they were present, how can a parricide kid believe if the other messages tell them they are useless? Contrast – where would we be without it?

The Buddhists say acceptance of all is key if one wants to attain peace and joy. But how can the process of creation that grows and ends in violence ever be acceptable when you are in the midst of it? Yet how can it be anything but acceptable? It is, after all, just a process. Detaching from an agenda or outcome helps it all to be strangely acceptable. Surrendering to the idea that all is exactly as it should be–including my childhood, as unpleasant as it was – it was a great teacher.

I opened a fortune cookie once that read: “The criminal only commits the crime–the society prepares it.” – Chinese proverb.

When society blames the “criminal” for the crime fed by society instead of sharing the responsibility with all those who played a part, how can it ever stop?

This is the year hopefully our citizens will start standing up, and speaking out, demanding change within themselves and those around them in neighborhoods where these atrocities occur.

Parricide has been occurring since the beginning of time. I believe this is some lesson for the soul and through the process if we apply ourselves we can grow, We can become more than we ever could have been without the experience but it is always our individual choice.

Recently Dan Dailey referenced me and my book, Inherited Rage, in a review, a blog about child abuse, and in this blog stated I was one of the angriest people he knew.

At first I felt like I had been slapped. I don’t want to be known as the angriest person anyone knows. Then I started thinking… Dan’s a hermit in the desert; he really doesn’t get out that much; what does he really know about angry?

Then I thought hmmmm… Bad press is the best press, and if Dan slating me as one of the angriest he knows draws people to learn and grow from my experience… well then, damn, bring it on–slap me again Dan.

I may struggle with anger ’til the day I die, but I don’t fight what has happened in the past in my head anymore. That battle I do feel I have won. But I will fight the atrocities that I perceive ’til the day I die.

It makes me angry to see so much random abuse in the world. But it is what it is and there is a lesson in all of it for all of us.

What we do with emotion that occurs spontaneously when someone says something not to our liking can be the difference of either closing or opening the door of opportunity. It is a challenge to remind ourselves in the moment of that automatic knee jerk to THINK–but if we can remember that we can always turn the doorway into one of opportunity.

To all of you who read my blog thank you. May you all be blessed in untold ways. May you always see the opportunity that struggle offers and never never never quit! Never give up and always strive to be the very best you can be no matter what anyone says!

Inherited Rage can be found at http://www.amazon.com. It’s not a book for the weak of heart but those who have had the tenacity to read and finish just might find something that will leave them feeling blessed and lucky to have walked a different path.

Thank you to my readers- may GOD bless you all in good ways.

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Getting Along with Others
By: Lone Heron
Author of Inherited Rage-available at amazon.com

Getting along with others seems to be a real challenge for many, including myself.. I like the ideal of getting along with others but it doesn’t always seem to work out to well. I say that because if you aren’t agreeing with them,you probably aren’t going to get along with them. You can try, but likely you will keep getting hung up on that same old disagreeable snag. Or at least that seems to have been my personal experience. I can agree to disagree, but I seem to have difficulty sitting silently by and keeping my mouth shut! It’s really quite ironic when you consider I spent the first twenty years of my life keeping my mouth shut -fear is a powerful motivator – i guess II have made up for it the last twenty years of my life and now I find myself reverting back to being a quieter, less volunteering person- what’s the point when no one hears or remembers?

What’s the point of asking when the people you have asked have proven time and again they don’t really care about what’s up with you because their drama is soooooo much more important…
We all have people like this in our lives and even when we take time out to focus and try to help them, they don’t really appreciate it. They take everything you have to give and then want more but they don’t want to reciprocate anything to feed the flow of energy. Oh no- to get these people to do anything to help you is about as difficult as freezing water in hell.

You can ask nicely, bargain, offer a fair trade, beg, cajole, pester, annoy and they just smile agree and then ignore- or pretend the conversation never occurred. But these hese same people won’t blink an eye in hesitation the next time they see you before they launch into what they need from you. These people are I have decided evil and insincere friends. Sincere friends want to help. They offer their help and actually follow through instead of just talking about it.

I think the time has come to weed my garden of insincere friends- those who will take my help all day long- those who feel no qualms to ask of me whatever they like with no thought of reciprocation- it reminds me of what the nazis did to the Jewish, and of what a parricide parent does to create a parricide child.

The give and take energy is out of balance- take take take- more more more- it’s all over the place in our society and until we learn how to draw hard boundaries it will continue to be picked up by group after group to try and succeed where prior groups have failed- the trail will be followed by many until enough realize and consciously divert the heard by drawing boundaries and choosing how they engage,instead of wasting energy helping others who do not reciprocate and who do not reinvest the energy wisely given them by those who helped them. ” Waste not, want not ” – ageless wisdom. Yet so many of us seem to forget this, we waste and squander and then look for someone else to refill the proverbial gas tank. The proverbial gas tank is filled when others pay attention to us. The quality of attention could be comparable to the quality of fuel in your vehicle.
If the gas has been contaminated your car won’t run as smoothly. If the person listening to you can’t tell you what you said 5 min after your conversation was over because they interrupted to tell you something about a totally different subject – well all the energy you spent on that particular conversation was wasted. And without reciprocal energy investment you end up feeling drained and empty. It’s just part of the cycle of life- checks and balances that need to occur in order to maintain harmony- makes since when you apply it to your checking account – but many never apply that thought to their time. If more considered it I bet I could get along with those people a whole lot better.

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Learning how to feel
By: lone Heron
Author of Inherited Rage -available at amazon.com

Learning how to communicate requires learning how to listen.

Learning how to truly listen
Requires learning how to feel.
How many can truly honestly say how they feel?
How do you feel today?

If you don’t feel good are you ignoring it just to get through the day? That’s what happens to children of parricide. They have to ignore their feelings just to survive. After years of this practice they become numb just like after listening to loud noises over time causes one to lose hearing. Ignoring how we feel causes a lack of feelings. Most of us have a choice but the child of parricide has no more of a choice about his feelings than the soldier who fights with heavy artillery has a choice about his hearing- even ear protection will not completely protect from the damage being done.

When we don’t have the compassion or the feeling to lift a finger to aide another in assistance when they are asking for it what gives us the right to judge them after they take care of the problem themselves? A good majority of our good Christian citizens who tell us we shouldn’t judge will be the first ones to turn on the evening news and make decisions they lack the information to honestly make. Looks like Judgement in my mind. The very Christians that turned a blind eye unwilling to help were the same damn busy bodies that visited me in jail wanting to help- but then it was tooooooo late. God will save you they said- to which I think if god worked those good Christians would have intervened but they did not because they only quoted what the bible said about God- that same program they were taught did not work at my house. They could not conceive much less understand and so they judged and to this day many still do. It is a very sad situation, ignorance and fear breed segregation that is based upon emotional intelligence which relates to how we feel that the majority never even acknowledge.

We are told at various points how we are not to feel- but how are we supposed to feel?
And what do we do with those feelings that gnaw away and turn us into less than what we were meant to be. what are we supposed to do with those feelings we don’t want to feel? I don’t believe it was meant for us to go around feeling like we weren’t good enough, smart enough, pretty enough, rich enough whatever enough….. But these were the things we learned from a society that doesn’t want to communicate and build but rather a society that needs to tear something down to make an some other individual feel better. What happened to focusing on the subject at hand and dealing with it instead of sweeping it under the rug where it could grow into a monster.
What happened to agreeing to disagree- what happened to the idea of reciprocation? What happened to the idea: If you scratch my back I will scratch yours and everybody can be itch free.

I have helped many and i believe i was able to do so because I learned to help myself first. No one else seemed to be able to hear or wanted to hear what I was saying and therefore they couldn’t help me, but boy did they judge me for helping myself! I believe the ones who were the angriest were also feeling the guiltiest because they didn’t do anything to change the course of anything. Those who stand by and watch the crime occur while doing nothing are as guilty as the ones doing wrong in my opinion. They are approving the action by not defying it. Until our society realizes how they assist in the creation of the crime committed by the criminal we will not resolve our problems. We cannot do this until we learn how to feel. We can not do this until we become more compassionate and accepting of how others feel, and yet the idea of emotional education is very foreign to most of us. We rarely stop and consider how we feel unless something in our body actually hurts, if we were to learn to reflect upon how we feel I am thinking many of our physical as well as emotional and mental issues would automatically dissolve simply because as we started to hone in on how we felt we would also hone in on those lil things that build into big things and stop them before they became crises or monsters.

Sweat Equity
By: Lone Heron
I threw the television out ages ago and my home became nstantaneously more pleasant and peaceful. However, I still have the Internet and when I look on there and allow the world and the events occurring in the realm of politics to enter my mindframe it makes me want to scream, turn off the machine and run for the hills.

All the woe is me – the argumentation-
The power plays and the struggles that keep people trapped in situations where they don’t want to be in is endless. The problem has not changed in nover two hundred years- probably not since the beginning of time when we were still the land of Pan. It is quite simple really, when you boil it all down it is the same enduring war between the haves and the have nots that has gone on from the beginning of time and will no doubtedly continue until this planet is no more.

Many of us tend to forget that our focus is fertilizer and whatever we focus on in life is what will grow. If we all keep our focus on positive things and get on with our chores things would work out with out all this crap- Half or more of the people I read about are the problem -they sit on their asses looking for a handout, looking for someone to save them when the only person that can save themselves is them. When we help ourselves, others want to help us- when we bash ourselves (mentally, verbally, emotionally or physical), others will also do this in the most amazing innocuous ways. Monkey see – Monkey do!

Many forget,’this country was built on more than anything else -‘courage, sweat equity and good old survival of the fittest. The fittest did not whine moan and groan,’they asked “what’s it gonna take?”, and put their backs into it. They took full and complete responsibility for themselves. They didn’t look for big brother or uncle sam, God Almighty, Jesus, Buddha or anyone else to bail them out.

No-they got up everyday and went out in horrid weather with no warm shower and no electricity to brew the coffee to start their day. They made make mention of the realities they faced but they did not complain. They pulled their bootstraps up and got their hands dirty getting on with the doing of things that needed to be done.

We should all do the same if for no other reason than to simply acknowledge and give thankful gratitude to our elders who paved the way for us to be here today with bootstraps to pull up.

All to many times I here people say “oh I don’t want to do that”. Well get over it life doesn’t get lived by keeping your hands clean and callous free. The rest of us who have pulled up our bootstraps don’t want to be your mama or your daddy! No we want you to get off your ass and join u’s to make a better world- not stand in line for a handout.

Everybody can do something to improve-
…..Find your something……
AND DO IT!

Lone Heron, Author of Inherited Rage can be found at amazon.com

How do you stop a dog fight?
By: Lone Heron

I was at the local park yesterday where I visit regularly with my dog, Baxter.
It is a nice park with trails complete with fields, thick woods and streams and two dog runs where people can release there dogs to play and socialize with others in a large fenced area.

Baxter and I were in the dog enclosure with approximately a dozen or so other dogs and people.
I was throwing the ball for Baxter when I became aware of unfriendly growling noises and shouts of no coming from a group behind me. Two dogs were beginning the engagement of what in just a few short moments would escalate into a full blown dog fight.

Ironically it only took a moment before the people in the dog park had encircled the dogs. The situation was quite dangerous and if something or someone did not intervene blood was going to be drawn. I could see the dogs escalating in there fight and no one making moves to stop it.

I started running and as I approached the circle I began yelling in a very loud demanding commanding tone ” no fighting- you dogs will not fight -NONONONNOOOOOOOOO” – when I passed through the ring of people circling my voice was louder than any single persons in the circle and I was running – I had a ball in one hand which I threw into the face of one biting dog while I kicked the other one in the hip all the while roaring at them-
“NO NOOOOOOOOOO NOOOOOOO NO “. The surprise caused both dogs to take there attention away from one another just long enough for someone to safely grab and separate them.

In these situations it might be tempting to reach in and try to grab the dog— this is something that should never be risked. When the dog is in the heat of a fight he may not recognize or differentiate between your hand and the other dog. I have seen people bitten, dragged and mangled because they reached in to grab a fighting dogs collar.

There are many ways to stop a dog fight- if you have a water hose and can turn water on the dogs
That will often work-anything you can throw into their face that will not do real damage- if nothing else is available pick up sand and throw it- I had a dog attack a dog I was with who then picked up and fought back. I just happened to have a cup of hot coffee in my hand which I threw into the dog’s faces – fight ended, simple- and you thought coffee was just for drinking!

If you have a leash – you can use it like a whip right across the nose’s of the fighters- this will sometimes stop them. – throwing anything relatively safe into there face in conjunction with a shove/kick to the dog’s hip throwing them off balance all the while screaming at the top of your voice in a commanding, demanding tone has been very effective for me personally.

Change -“GangLand”
By: Lone Heron

Change is something we all need and at the same time something many of us dread. We hate change as a general. We are creatures of habit. If it were good enough for us, our parents will say, its good enough for you to. There is a lot of truth in that and it would be fine if things were still happening the way they were a zillion years ago, But things have changed, times have changed.
you don’t need to go to town once a week anymore to find out whats going on. It doesn’t matter if you don’t have a television, someone will call you on the telephone and if you don’t have a telephone as a last resort they will do it the old fashioned way and come to your door and tell you if it is important enough. Theres one thing that will never change and thats gossip! Everybody has and opinion even if its borrowed.

People fight for change while they fight against it. Change is truly the only constant and yet we fight it every inch of the way. We try to control instead of go with the flow. Each of us has our all important agenda and we all think we are right, at least initially…..

Over the past several weeks I have been watching a documentary series on gangs provided by the History channel and delivered through Netflix. The series “GangLand”, takes you into a variety of different gangs present and operating in our communities today. It shares the history and the background from which gangs arose and grew.

Hispanic, Irish, Italian, white, black, yellow and brown — The underdogs of all races have shown up to represent themselves. Many of the members who have risen in the gang order have military backgrounds. They all have codes of honor that if broken mean one thing – DEATH.

After watching two seasons of this series I can see the lure for someone who has been the bullied
I can see how one could end up in just such a situation. I could see the lure for a teenager one might not ever think was at risk. The kid from the broken home who lives down the street or the child born into the gang may never have a choice. They are programmed like all of us by the environment in which they live.

Gangs rise and fall but our current system of dealing with this violent underside of society does not work. Gang members often purposely commit the crime with the intention of doing the time and thereby showing there loyalty to the gang and thus raising their own status of power within the gang. Most of the highest operating members who lead and disperse orders are incarcerated yet continue to lead and give orders maintaining business as usual despite being isolated from other inmates and gang members.

Racism is rampant in gang’s and all that enter know that there are only two ways out prison or death. Members are beat in meaning they are beat by other members for a period of time ranging from thirty seconds to six minutes- recruits have been known to die in the beat in initiation process. I learned a lot by watching the series. I learned what the graffiti tags ( spray painted marks that indicate gang territory) down the street from my house indicate. I think I won’t dally in those zones now that I know what those marks mean. I don’t want to be a happen stance victim just because they live next door.

I think there is no simple answer to resolving the issues that grow from these elements of society.
After watching more than eighteen hours of gang documentary I do not think our current judicial systems way of dealing with these elements is not the answer. For many of these individuals jail time is not a deterrent but rather just another way to prove their loyalty to the gang. When these individuals join a gang it is by no light measure. If they break the codes they are killed. They live by a kill or be killed mentality and many show no remorse. When one of their leaders is killed there will be a momentary lull before another rises to take his place. In the meantime we the tax payers are paying to keep them. Prison is no less violent in many cases than the streets. Prisoners find ways to make weapons and use them on one another often only a few days before their release date just to stay in jail and rise in gang status.

Those who sign up for a life of living by a kill or be killed code will not stop until they die. If it is death they seek perhaps instead of incarceration those who have proven time and time and time again, those who flush second and third chances have not earned a fourth chance. Those who blatantly state that they don’t care to change their ways and have no remorse and will kill again should be given that which they obviously seek.

Change is the only constant. If we do not change our way of reformation the issues will only continue to increase. I personally think the only way to deal with a kill or be killed mentality is to destroy it. If new stricter laws were passed that moved these committed gang killers thru the death penalty system perhaps we would be doing them and everyone else a favor.

Which would you choose: Cock, Snake &; Dog or Prison for life?
By: Lone Heron
Author: Inherited Rage http://www.amazon.com
Www.survivingrage.wordress.com

Google it if you don’t believe me, Worst roman punishment- applicable to parricide- the kid killed the parents and the authorities of the day then took a rooster, a dog and a poisonous snake along with the child who committed the crime of parricide- put them in a sack – tied the opening shut and throw them all in the river! Talk about case closed, that would do it, or at least that was the end of that one particular case. But what about the hundreds of thousands of kids who would commit this same crime of self defense down the lines of history and evolution? What about the ones that our society has sentenced?

I personally do not believe the crime of parricide deserves any punishment. These kids paid for their “crime” long before the idea to kill ever came into their consciousness. These kids are not criminals- they do not attack people out of the blue and should not be compared to a kid who is in jail for a drive by shooting on a complete stranger. A parricide child’s defense of himself should no more be considered a crime than the 83 year old who shot an intruder in the dark.

I do believe these kids should be given therapy and sent to school and protected from falling into the realms of education by those who pursue criminal activity because everyone else they know is and its “cool” not because someone who has repeatedly hurt them finally got a well deserved dose of their own! Yes I am opinionated about this particular subject because I have lived it and in this case I happen to believe I probably know more about parricide than 95% of anybody. Now I may not know the laws like Paul Mones, I may not know the psychology like dr Heidii but I know what it takes to heal from these events and I know that these events do not occur because parricide kids are “bad” I know this because I am a parricide kid all grown up into a productive, valued and appreciated adult member of society. I know more about parricide than you can ever learn from a book or a theory or a study because I lived it and I can tell you it’s not the child you should fear, but rather what you teach the child. What you give is what you will get. I would guess most parricide children are indigos (you can google indigo children to learn more). Indigos are excellent mirrors- and they are also very sensitive. They are agents of change.

We need change in this world. We need education instead of argumentation, we need education instead of medication but we won’t receive these things until we choose them. Until that time we will continue to struggle with these same negative elements in society. We need cooperation, understanding and patience to turn our ships around. We need a desire to do better in order to get better and we must get involved however we can, there is plenty to do and everyone can do something.

You can throw the “problem” in a bag or lock it up in a cell but it won’t stop the event from happening again if you just keep on living like you always have. It took the events of parricide
And untold hours of healing time for me to come to this stage. Each step I made was a choice sometimes conscious and others totally directed by subconsciousness. We are all the same and only when we change ourselves from within will the reflection the world gives back change.

Fighting only brings more fighting. Imprisonment only brings more imprisonment, not just for those imprisoned but most especially for those who are paying for the imprisonment of others. Whatever you do to another you do to yourself. We often don’t think about things like that but it is true, it is not always either immediate or literal but it is always true with a twist we often cannot foresee.

I think a lot – many tell me I think to much- but we were given a brain for a reason- and it has been through thinking and education more than anything else that has fed my quest in finding peace within me. The more ok I become with me the more powerful I become at attracting good things in my life. The more I focus on those the better I do. I bring good things by doing good things and by not agreeing to let others do bad things to me and that includes hitting me or putting me at risk or degrading me verbally. We all choose or we choose not to make a choice and then someone else will choose for us. So I will continue to think about things like “justice” and ”
judgement” and I will continue to agree to disagree as I use my thoughts to sail me deeper and deeper into a state of satisfaction and contentment.

Thoughts are important- they are the beginning of every path created,
So….
THINK GOOD THOUGHTS
~ words become actions ~ actions become habits
~habits become character ~ character becomes destiny.

So no matter if you end up in the ditch in the cold mud or
On a sunny hill under the dappled shade of a great oak
You took yourself there by the choices you made first and
foremost in the thoughts you thought whether you were consciously aware or not.

As a society we passed judgement (1st strike)
And said “the wrongdoers must be punished” (2nd strike)
“let’s incarcerate them , then we will be safe” (3rd strike)
the worst of all is the lie we told ourselves (we will be safe),
We tricked ourselves and we are not safe- because now we have to work twice as hard
And the problem continues to occur while the debts continue to rise.

Perhaps one day we will learn to communicate & educate instead of fight and control
Until then well I would have to say the roman version was much more efficient and
If I had a to make the choice ~ prison or snake, dog, rooster – I personally would
sign up for the river ride with the critters. It would be a short ride.