The Write Life

 

 

 

Sorry I’ve been quiet. In June I posted a blog post, and shared it. Facebook immediately pulled the link saying it was scam-like, and they would review it. Five months later and it’s never been reviewed. Do you know why they said it was a scam? I posted links to sites where you could help those in Palestine. I have been so heartsick in this world, that I haven’t been able to update until now.

 

I don’t really wanna get into politics, but in the Venn diagram of life, politics is center right now. I want to go back two weeks and talk about something political that slipped my mind. Travel back with me to the worst moment of recent history. November 6th, 2024, I found a list of authors that voted for Felon 47. That’s when the lights came on. I hadn’t realized that all the people remaining silent, were voting for Felon 47, or it didn’t even matter in their world.  That silence, what a place of privilege. And of course they don’t have to address it.

 

I lost my favorite author. As much as I love her, how can I support someone that voted for a man that wants to hurt people I love? In good conscience I can’t. I am not naming names here. I am not here to shame people at all. I want you all to understand that this post is about me not realizing what their silence signified, and how that has gob-smacked me right in the kisser.

 

The world has run mad. I don’t even have words for how disturbed and disgusted I am. Over half the voters who turned out, voted the same as the KKK. FULL STOP. And they voted against their own interests, if you can believe that the economy was their main concern. When those tariffs hit and prices jump, I wonder how they’ll process it? If it weren’t so tragically awful it would almost be funny.

                             

                            So I am here, still writing, still fighting, I just try to keep going. Love to you all. ^-~

 

Hi Darlings,

 

I’ve struggled for the last month and a half. I’ve re-written this post several times, on here and in my head. I wasn’t ready and able to share it until now. I’m struggling. I’ve been told I’m an idealist. There is a genocide going on right now, and most people don’t even care. Why you ask? Because they do not look like you and me. Really you say? REALLY…

 

We are living through some awful history right now. What’s going on in Palestine is not justifiable. People from all walks of life are speaking out, marching, giving up their degrees and job securities, their college graduations, and it is humbling to watch. Gen Z is amazing, I’m just gonna say it.

 

But it is not enough. I don’t know what is enough to stop what is happening. I know I’ve cried rivers of tears for people. I’ve witnessed things that haunt my nightmares. Why would I torture myself, you ask? Because it is the most I can do to help besides reposting and sharing. I can bear witness to the atrocities. I can hold space for the grief and horror and sadness and fear.  I know we are falling on the wrong side of history.

 

Say what you will, but until you’ve heard the man sobbing in grief, your words don’t carry much weight. So, I’m saying it here. Free Palestine. They need our help. Desperately. Please, please if you believe in God pray. Donate where you can. Whether to World kitchen, or Doctors without Borders, or even Olive Branch. They are helping people escape. Also please go to Instagram and search out Palestinian Members of the Press, and follow them to see live coverage. Start  with Motaz Azaiza

 

 I am going to share the Instagram link below if you want to hear it. (Prepare to cry, his grief is beyond painful and heartbreaking. I am also going to share links where you can help.

 

 Palestinians Voices in Grief Echoing Around The World

 

 Doctors Without Borders

 

World Central Kitchen 

 

 Olive Branch

 

 That is all for this post. I don't have much else to talk about right now. People need our help....

 

Love you all. I'll be back soon with more life updates.   

 

 

 

Hi Darlings,

 

             I’m back again with fun updates. I’d better back up a tiny bit. Over a week ago now, an artist I love dropped her new album. As I hadn’t pre-ordered it, I decided to try and get my hands on it the day it came out. I called Target and they said, “Yeah we’ll have it, but prepare for a line.” Target opens at eight a.m. We were there at six-thirty. I wanted to make sure I would get a copy. We were the only people there until five minutes before eight. I was the whole line. Tell me you live in a small town without telling me.

 

That same day, we left for vacation, and drove down the coast. It was wonderful, we had lunch at the Tillamook Cheese Creamery and bought goodies. I got confirmation from my mom, that I was on the right track. Saturday morning saw us up early and on the road to Newport. I met up with my sister, and we released my mom’s ashes near Yachats Oregon. It’s been a long time coming. We left her in a beautiful spot where the Pacific Ocean would wash her out to sea. A funny aside, she did blow back into my eye like in the movies. I felt lighter afterwards. Sunday, I had a nice a birthday in Newport visiting the aquarium, and having lunch at my favorite pub. On Monday we started back, and while in Lincoln City we were in a car accident.

 

Thank goddess my significant other’s car remained running, and we limped home.  On Wednesday I had to visit the E.R. I had to endure a shot of Toradol. I don’t how many experience that warm prickly heat where you get dizzy, the room spins, and your stomach rises? Yeah…I was curled up on the bed, with a little vomit bag. I did not throw up. Someone was watching over me. :D

 

It was quite a week, you say? Absolutely. The ocean was beautiful and balanced everything out making it worthwhile. Part of my heart lives there. I just finished one of my favorite books so far this year. I now have a new favorite musician to add to my playlist. I’ll think of ways to drop clues, and maybe you all will throw out some guesses? It will be fun…right? First clue, a lyric from a song. “Smell the sea and feel the sky.” Good Luck. I’ll be back soon with another clue. Love you all, Keep dreaming, and creating. MWAH!