The healing journey of a widowed, unschooling badass in Delaware.
The questions posed are clear. Do you trust the government? Do you accept that they have done horrible things to their citizens? Do you think they have fundamentally changed in one hundred years?
Credit for original post to The Free Thought Project.
I’ve been playing soccer at least weekly for almost a year with no mask. In that time I have heard of only one team who couldn’t play because of a positive Covid test and one player who suffered an infection (this player always wore a mask). In the few months of the vaccine being available, at least two players have missed games claiming the jab as the reason.
Those are my anecdotes. Here is how health authorities are abusing numbers.
https://www.nytimes.com/2021/05/11/briefing/outdoor-covid-transmission-cdc-number.html
Two soccer games, two yoga classes, two jiu-jitsu classes, cold showers, Wim Hof Method breathing, The Pilgrim’s Progress book study and play practice, our building club, and hiking with a special lady and her daughter in the last five days.
Kind of grueling. Our May is crazy and I’ll be grateful for the shift in routine come June. But I love this pace.
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I think you underestimate how much value, health, wellness, and happiness our group has brought to its members. Not once in a year of meeting in public without requiring masks have we been challenged by any authorities.
Some homeschoolers, especially new ones and those in extraordinary circumstances like me, need this fellowship. It’s not nonessential. We won’t let a corporatist government agency like the CDC tell us otherwise.
Much like the groups before Lockdown, we share resources, tips, challenges, feelings, and anything that we hope another with find valuable.
We are parents who love our children, family, and friends no less than those who choose to follow a different set of rules.
Yet, we are treated differently by those we would look to for support. We welcome all, but are not welcomed by all.
The largest homeschool group in the state chose to open itself to temporary homeschoolers; virtual, crisis, and hybrid schoolers; and, it seems, anyone who might be curious about homeschooling in Delaware. That brought about a major culture shift from the dedicated homeschool discussions that had once prospered there. At the same time, they chose to follow guidelines from a variety of agencies (governor’s office, CDC, DE Dept. of Health) that were ephmeral, impossible to comply with, and often contradictory on their own terms.
It’s difficult for those of us who have been active and supportive in the Delaware homeschool community to be treated as lesser. We are trying to feed a great need for social contact in our corner of the state. We’re trying to do it in a positive and inclusive way. We feel very successful in that mission.
We recently changed our name to “Allschoolers Park Days in New Castle County” to highlight our inclusivity and simple mission: To provide a weekly, outdoor meetup for whoever needs it.
Come out on a Thursday and watch the children play. Cook some dogs with us and share whatever thoughts you need to share. We miss so many of our friends and love making new ones.
May God’s blessings shine on everyone.
I sweat a lot. I’ve cut out toxins like alcohol and pharmaceuticals, and have reduced coffee and meat consumption. I’ve done a few detox regimens and it just seems that God gave me a highly active, unusually warm body that expels a lot of water and waste.
Masks during exercise cannot be good for anyone. I’m an extreme case, but anyone who is elevating his heart rate to achieve a higher level of cardio vascular health is abused by blocking his airways.
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Sweat collects on one’s mask. Sweat contains human waste, it is an excretion. Through a mask, that waste is breathed out into the air and inhaled into the body, the same body that just decided to excrete the waste. This goes on for as long as the workout lasts plus the duration of time inside.
This is not the way exercise and breathing is meant to work. Listen to James Nestor, Wim Hof, Scripture (breath = spirit), or any yoga instructor for hundreds of years before April 2020.
I just heard another propaganda piece from the state declaring the dangers of Covid. Where is the state sponsored message about improving your health? For over a year we have known that obesity, smoking, and any number of improvable human conditions contribute to mortality rates. Why is the theater of masking still being forced?
Watch how people treat their masks. They are filthy and that filth is being launched into the air with each breath. Listen to your body when you wear a mask, listen to your breath, pay attention to whether these things are telling you that this is good for your health and wellbeing or not.
In the very least, support lifting mask mandates on healthy people exercising. We are trying to better ourselves and would love for you to join our ranks (it feels fucking good).
Our weekly social group for families of all educational stripes has birthed many clubs, social circles, and learning opportunites.
This weekend we attended a new gardening club where everyone learned something new (Mexican honey wasps are my new favorite piece of knowledge).
Once the structured learning was finished, the adults gathered around an impromptu fire while the children played in a tire swing.
We seem to have ended up where we began.
Young guys always underestimate me on the soccer pitch.
Today they must have been half my age and seemed to target me early in the game. Nothing got down my line and I put them on their asses a few times. Once their attacks dried up on my side, I had to roam for trouble.
It was a blast. Our team is older, more cohesive, and loads better at having fun.
Every time I get to step onto a field I feel the blessings deeper. Even hard moments carry happiness and gratitude with them. But today wasn’t hard. It was light and fun and full of smiles.
I’m grateful to God for all the invitations I get to play; the joy I find in the game; and the mind, body, and spirit that fuel my success.
I just watched a video of Canadian police arresting a pastor for holding church service.
Those who choose to serve the government betray themselves, their fellow man, and God.
Our governors have behaved like little pharaohs for over a year. They, and those who enforce their dictates, are our enemies. We must turn our backs on their authority. We don’t have to physically leave their jurisdiction to be free. We can choose freedom right here.
God bless you and your freedom.
Time to Build has been our Lego club for the last few months. Through the most oppressive restrictions, we have not been deterred. Our children need hands on learning (aka “play”), smiles, hugs, laughter, and a sense that their worlds are made larger when other people are welcomed into them.
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My favorite things about Lego are very adult. They aren’t sticky or loud or leave glitter all over the floor. Lego is arts and crafts for parents who don’t like to clean up.
Children are naturally inclined to disrupt the comfort zones of guardians. Last week they requested paints, nails, hammers, screws, and…a power drill. I acquiesced on all but the power drill, and really that was because I didn’t want the hassle of running an extension cord.
Once I saw the magic of five boys from ages four to twelve all working diligently and safely (and *almost* quietly!), I knew I had to feed this new passion to create.
As conditions permit, Time to Build will become bigger than simply Lego.
We’re going to get all the tools and paints and glues (okay, maybe not all the glues) out and see what these creators come up with. Our life might just become as colorful as our Lego collection.
That’s my boy looking triumphant. He’s always conquering or mastering something. Today it was Nerf battles, backstop climbing, and any number of games he and his friends came up with.
This group was created to facilitate the social needs of our children. All of our previous groups, activities, and locations for feeding these social creatures was shut down by the Lockdowns. There are still few places where children can congregate without nonsensical restrictions. So our group is growing. Fewer people are allowing the absurdity of the mainstream narrative to dictate how they raise their children.
