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What's In The Shopping Bag?
Posted:Jun 9, 2019 11:04 pm
Last Updated:Jun 10, 2019 7:55 pm
I am getting ready to start a Refugee Ration Challenge. The idea is to live on what a Syrian Refugee eats for a week while raising funds to help them.

Some folks got the box with the rations, They ran of them by the time I signed up for the challenge so I got the shopping list which works well for .

I am able to make a few changes that work better with my health issues.
I was at Wal-Mart looking over the list and realized what a spoiled, privileged brat that I am.

The folks who got the box received a bottle of vegetable/soybean oil which about ninety-two cents, along with small bags of rice, lentils, and chickpeas, They also received a can of ney beans and a can of sardines.

White rice and white flour are way more carbs than my body can handle. I am using brown rice with quinoa and teff flour instead. I usually use avocado oil. My thought was maybe I should upgrade it to a dollar bottle of truffle oil. Instead, I found a small bottle of olive oil the dollar tree store. I am going to bet they added soy to it.

I decided to contact adversaries for s. The first one was a man who unfriended for political differences. I asked him if he walked the walk or was he just running his mouth. He donated. The next was a barrister who is the great-grand of a Syrian refugee. He gave a very generous which was matched. I currently have letters going to Gemini Rising, the cheesy lawyer who represented my ex-employer, and the past employer.

I have a warped sense of humor but so does my Higher Power.

A Solar Return for Mike Pence!!!!
Posted:Jun 7, 2019 11:51 am
Last Updated:Jun 9, 2019 10:20 pm
Mike Pence was born on June 7, 1959, while Trump was born on June , 1946. Two Gemini's Oh My! Geminis are notorious for being blabbermouths and politically incorrect communications. I suspect that Pence allows Trump to be the mouthpiece and twitters everything that Pence would LIKE to say but he's too busy being a politician. This is something that Trump doesn't really concern himself with.
The Holy Family, Two Saints, Pagan Deities, & O'Malley
Posted:May 30, 2019 11:15 pm
Last Updated:Jun 1, 2019 12:45 pm
Earlier this year, my and a paternal cousin were dealing with housing situations. I hiked over to St. Joseph's on Capitol Hil in Washington D.C. and lit candles for them. At the same time, I was putting together a workshop that I have scheduled for a SAYMA gathering in June.

I frequently ask for divine intervention for life's situations for my loved ones and myself. I also realize that my Higher Power is not Santa Claus nor is it my place to present him with a "honey do" list. We are partners. I am the vessel that he works through. Taking without giving is a Dead Sea scenario.

I didn't realize that a simple candle ritual to help family members with housing issues would snowball into a major venture. I was in Philadelphia for an AFSC gathering. The burning issues were the Central American Migrant situation, Palestine, and Racial Justice.

It occurred to me - why not do the same candle ritual that I did for my family for refugees looking for a home with a better way of life. While it is my belief that we need to control our borders and who comes into the United States, we can do so without compromising our humanity.

So today, I found a seven-day ration challenge.. The idea is to live on the same foods as a Syrian refugee in exchange for raising funds to help the refugees. The challenge had so many sign-ups that they didn't have enough food packages to send the signees. That's no problem. I already have most of it in my kitchen. It's beans, rice, chickpeas, flour, and oil. I am passing on the sardines. Yuk!

A wise man once told me that fasting breaks the devil's back. I wouldn't mind seeing Old Scorch hobbling around as he surrenders his fiddle of gold. I will trade that fiddle of gold to help vulnerable people rebuild their lives in safety.

Sacred Herbs, Java Plants and Plan B
Posted:May 25, 2019 3:24 pm
Last Updated:May 27, 2019 9:47 pm
Last week, I was walking through the Wal-Mart Gardening Section looking for citronella and lavender plants with none to be found. I talked to an associate about ordering them and went home to research. I can get the plants along with a 12 dollar delivery fee which cost more than the actually plants themselves. It's either hurry up and wait or plan b.

This afternoon, I stopped at the local produce place in town. There is a greenhouse next to it. I asked the gentleman about lavender plants but he couldn't find any. I stepped out of the greenhouse to inspect what I though were rosemary plants. The tags indicated that they were lavender plants. Yippee!!!!

I stepped inside the store to pay for the lavender and a jar of blackberry jam. The lady had some adorable coffee plants on her counter. I told her how her hubby could not find the lavender but I walked right to it. My Higher Power REALLY wanted me to have that lavender. I talked to her about Citronella plants but they were all sold. One customer brought ALL of them. Heck, Darn, Blast and other words to that effect!!!!!

I drove over to the dollar store to find a container for my new herbal additions. I kept thinking about that adorable coffee plant. I finally drove back to the Produce place and told the lady, "that coffee plant REALLY wants to live with me!" I also found some lemon thyme with serves the same purpose as Citronella.

I found all these plants for a little more than the cost of the shipping, I would have paid Wal-Mart. It is also a major league boost to support a local business.

so much opulence yet so much poverty - So lets buy lunch!
Posted:May 14, 2019 6:09 pm
Last Updated:May 16, 2019 9:45 pm
I used to encounter panhandlers when I lived in Ventura County, California. I had a homeless food stamp caseload and volunteered at a homeless winter shelter. There are some who would sell the food stamps in exchange for alcohol and drugs and eat at the soup kitchens.

Afterwards, they would come into the office crying, "I'm hungry and the food stamps got lost in the river bottom flood." They could also make extra money collecting cans for recycling and at working for a day labor company. This was thier life and many were content with it. I can respect someone's choice to live that way but it doesn't mean I have to enable it.

There is a fine line between giving someone a hand up or a continuous, never-ending hand-out.

There are not so many panhandlers in my West Virginia community. The river bottoms actually have water in them and it's way too cold to sleep out in the winter. There are some who live out in the woods and live off the land.

It was a surprise when I am encountered by so many panhandlers in Washington D.C. There are people sleeping on sidewalks and park benches. There is so much opulence yet so much poverty.

Last year, a friend and I traveled to D.C. separately with plans to meet and travel home together. I was at the Union Station food court while she was at the Judicial Square food court. A young man asked me to buy him lunch. He even knew exactly what he wanted. No matter what his circumstances are, he is a human being who needs food. I purchased his lunch and did a quick prayer for him.

I took the train to Judicial Square to meet my friend. She mentioned that she bought lunch for a man who asked her to do so. It's funny how we were on the same wave length.

A Vampire's Cure for the" Wah Wah Wah's"
Posted:May 14, 2019 12:28 am
Last Updated:May 15, 2019 7:52 am
Earlier this week, I had the annual doctor's appointment. I was silently grumbling, and saying to myself. "I know they are going to do some "FiretrUCKING" blood tests AND I am tired of all those FiretrUCKING needles. I have been to the Emergency Room twice for nonexistent heart problems and I've been to Med Express because I didn't want to be gimping around in Philadelphia. At least I don't have to see Mr. Cardiologist for another year. Yee Haw!!!

I should be grateful because there are so many other people who have it much worse than I do but getting older can be mighty inconvenient. So the Lab Tech called my name and I was silently complaining all the way into the room. A young woman approached me and asked "I am in training, Do you mind if I take your blood!"

My response, "Of course, I don't mind. I am always happy to contribute to the success of a young per." She was still in High School, already had her CNA certification and training to be a phlebotomist so that she could support herself while in nursing school.

She missed the vein at the first try thus I held out the other arm and told her, "if at first you don't succeed, try try again!" Dang! She finally got it on the second try.

It is good that she didn't hear the internal conversation that I had with myself earlier.

Power Outage/Getting out of Town/Politics&OOPS Moments!!!
Posted:Apr 27, 2019 7:40 am
Last Updated:Apr 28, 2019 12:43 am
MonPower sent out a text that the power would be out from 2pm to 10pm. My plan was to get the FiretrUCK out of town during that window of town.

Mozart needed an inspection and a ball bearing repair. So early morning was Java at Hardees with the ROMEOs . ROMEO= Retired Old Men Eating Out. Once Mozart had her repair and inspection sticker - I headed to Lewisburg for a 12 Step Meeting and lunch with the 12 Step girlfriends.

I decided to find a movie afterwards. It would not be a movie of my choosing but the timing was right and it's better than sitting at home with no electricity. The movie was Mine 9 about the dangers of West Virginia coal mines. It is definitely an issue in Appalacia.

The movie ended and it was "Meet the Candidates" sponsored by the Greenbrier County Republican Club at the Greenbrier Valley Visitor Center in downtown Lewisburg.

I sat next to one of my GOP buddies. I whispered that one of the candidates was mean to me when I was a Wal-Mart Cashier. Lets hope that she's a democrat and not a republican. If's she's a republican, I'll forgive her and vote for her anyway. We all have bad days. "There is no rea to be rude," my gentle GOP buddy commented. We get used to difficult customers. Most of the time, I just laugh it off.

It turned out that the candidates were running for seats in Lewisburg thus I won't be voting for them regardless. One of the candidates talked about the schools and how minorities students are poorly treated, disciplined more severely and their concerned ignored. A candidate of the other side remarked, "I don't see color ………" I sensed an immediate "oops" and whispered to my GOP buddy. People of color don't like hearing that. Sure enough, the candidate on the other side responded, "You don't see color, You don't see me!" Her opponent was flustered and one man stood up, remarked, "Do we have to make this about race!" and stormed out of the room.

White privilege and white fragility at it's best. It's been a burning topic at my Quaker gatherings but I suspect that most of the local churches with GOP attendees don't talk about it too much. This was actually a topic that I was talking to staff in our local Congresswoman's office earlier this month. We were talking about the situation at the USA Border/the Palestinian Crisis and Racial Justice at the AFSC gathering so I took the information to Washington D.C. I stopped at the FCNL office, asked what bills should I present to cover these topics and took them into the Senate/Congressional offices.

Ironically - It was the racial justice issue that we discussed in Philadelphia that was where I determined that I could make an impact. It might start at the local level by education some of my local GOP comrades.

A suggestion to Trump on DACA and Latino Familes
Posted:Apr 18, 2019 7:52 pm
Last Updated:Apr 20, 2019 10:41 am
If I were the boss of Congress, I would strongly suggest they streamline the path to citizenship for all the DACA s and along with a hundred or so Latino families on the other side of the border who long for a better way of life in exchange for sending Congressper Ihan Omar back where she came from. Some people do things are really annoying and Omar is one of them.
Saint Joseph & the Search for Home
Posted:Apr 17, 2019 8:19 pm
Last Updated:Apr 18, 2019 9:21 pm
A few months ago, I was doing Horary Astrology/Tarot Readings to the first five people who responded to a post. My California cousin expressed frustration because she and her spouse cannot find a stable home because of problems. She was diagnosed with heart problems a age which resulted in outrageous medical . I did the reading for her but suggested that we do a cross-country candle ritual. It's very simple. We find a Catholic Church and light a candle visualizing a new home.

It seems like I always spend time in historical catholic basilica, cathedrals, ad infinitum in my travels. So this week, I was in Washington D.C. - I was having a conversation with a woman at the William Penn House. She suggested that since St. Joseph could be used to a home, why not use him to find a home. She suggested the Catholic Church next to the FCNL office across from the Senate Buildings since I had plans to be in that area any way.

What I found was St. Joseph's Roman Catholic Church on Capital Hill. Coincidences like that happen to me all the time. I went into the Church, made a , lit a candle, visualized my cousin finding a new home and had a conversation with God.

Afterwards, I went next door to the FCNL Office to get information on various . The burning issues last week's conference in Philadelphia was the Palestinian crisis, the refuge problem the United States/Mexican border and racial justice. I had an appointment with our WV Congresswoman and popped into the Senate Offices. A few of my #walkaway friends requested that I stop at Texas Congressman, Dan Crenshaw's office to let him know that they liked him better than Beto.

There are people from Palestine, Latino nations and even some caught in the racial justice issue who are longing for home with a better way of life. Maybe St. Joseph can help them land where they belong.

The Joys of Being A Senior Activist!!!!
Posted:Apr 15, 2019 6:31 pm
Last Updated:Apr 17, 2019 7:36 pm
My activism started when I was about 10 . I wrote a letter to President John because my hearing impaired brother was being denied a public education. Agencies were contacted, the school caught hades and the letter was published in the newspaper. The civil rights era was in force. I was asking my grandparents difficult questions. Letters to the Editor followed. So several decades later when I connected with the Religious Society of Friends, I knew it was a good fit for my spiritual journey.

So now I a senior activist with a problematic hip and a temperamental heart beat. I have slept on church floors and had to climb on top bunks during a lobbying events.

Our Quaker meeting is so small being a bench warmer is not an option so I was thrown into service quickly.

Last week was plans to travel to Philadelphia for an American Friends Service Committee (AFSC) gathering. I knew I would be travelling to Washington D.C. with plans to hike to Capital Hill to educate congress.

It seems like since I entered my 60's - my body is falling apart and medicine doesn't make it better. I was not looking forward to hiking all over Philly and D.C. in pain. I tend to procrastinate going to doctors. Nevertheless, I did a prayer " I really want to be your servant and do your work. I the energy and resources to do it. I can't be hobbling around Capitol Hill huffing and puffing. HELP! I drove over to Med Express, still having a conversation with my Higher Power. Whatever the doc did worked. A shot in the butt and some pills. It's not perfect but it sure could be a lot worse. I prefer lifestyle changes but sometimes we to get more aggressive action. Life on life's terms.


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