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The Ripple Effect.

Have you ever thrown a rock into a pool of water and watched the ripples run along the surface? The wave goes on and on for some time. It’s mesmerizing. Even after we are no longer able to see these ripples they are still traveling through the water, sometimes all the way to the other shoreline.

The same is true when we throw something through the air, the molecules in the air move and the ripple continues on, possibly to infinity. I believe our words have the same effect. They travel through so many.

This ripple effect is a powerful occurrence, and in the context of this blog it means that any action or inaction that we take has an effect on the things going on in our lives, and the lives of those around us.

When I was studying mediation I was taught that everything we do has a ripple effect on all the things around us. They can be positive or they can be negative. We must decide how we want the ripples to influence others.

Just contemplating our actions or in-actions before we move forward can influence our behavior to do better, be better and to help others or to be mean, hateful and hurtful.

Right how in this time we are having so many hateful words thrown out into the world from one person to the next. Hateful acts of violence in the name of what? Bodily harm done to so many that is influenced by the haters cheering this behavior on in others.

Beauty is all around us.

Have you ever had someone say or do something terrible to you? Think about that ripple effect that might have occurred. You probably felt hurt. You might have treated someone else badly, and then went home to your family and treated them badly. All because someone did something to you.

Can you see the ripple effect in your life when you think of your actions in any given moment? Did your actions make someone cry, feel hurt, or did they leave a smile on their face, perhaps a little hope in their heart? We each have that kind of power to hurt or help. How we choose to use it falls on us. Take a look at the world and see all the horrible ripples running through right now. We must change the course of the hate racing through this great country. We must be an example of what we expect of others.

I forgive all those who are caught up in the chaos. There is much that has happened on both sides of that story. Our feelings, and the feelings of others are so contagious. I ask that each of us stops for a moment and ask ourselves what we are projecting out into the world around us.

Sadly our children are seeing this chaos and reacting in a bad way as well. We must show them that forgiveness is a good thing, caring for another human being shows our humanity, and helping others is not a bad virtue, but a high goal to reach toward.

I say open the window in your heart and let the fresh air in. Let the past be past. Reach for a brighter day. Help the children let go of their fear, a fear that I am sure is consuming their little hearts as they see the adults in their lives going crazy. Assure them that all will be well. Tell them it was just a moment of insanity for this great world we live in.

Together we have the power.

Each of us can make it a better day for those around us by being kind. By being respectful. By demonstrating the kind of treatment that we hope to receive from those around us. We have the power to make this country a better place. We have the power to be a better human being. It just takes one person, just like that one drop of water to begin creating an ocean. And as I always say have a great day today. You and I deserve it.

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The Facebook Challenge. The “Take Action Now Challenge”

I am re-releasing this blog because ” Breast Cancer Awareness Month” is right ahead of us, just, one more day , and our minds will get blown away with all the “caring, sensitive, advertisements for products supporting breast cancer awareness. If you have read my previous blogs you know this is a sore spot for me. Below is my book which expresses those painful, angry opinions. They come from my experiences with breast cancer.

I will add a piece each week about my opinions and experiences with breast cancer. I hope my book will be an awaking for you. If I tell you one thing, it is to take action now if you have something that is wrong inside your body. Do not wait! Waiting can and will lead to death. Here’s the actual piece from Facebook.!

Okay, I have been thinking. A dangerous thing for me to do, but I must. I want to send out a challenge to all my friends, and friends of friends to share the new ” Take Action Now.” theme. Did you know that cancer kills, but did you know that sometimes cancer kills because we didn’t act fast enough.” My book, ” Screw Breast Cancer Awareness Month. Take Action Now. The New Mantra.” is an important message for all to hear. When something is wrong in our bodies we need to act. I would like to have this message reach a million people. I know, I know, I expect a lot, but the projections for the number of new cases of cancer for 2020 was roughly 1,805,695. I am talking just in 2020, with an estimated 606,800 deaths that year. The driving force behind my book is that I feel I am not reaching enough people with this important message of ” take action now” through just my blog. So if you will share this blog, and this post with all your friends on Facebook, and have your friends share it, and continue on to who knows when, maybe as a group we will save someone’s life. There is much to learn about cancer. It is better to learn it now instead of when you really might need to have this information http://www.amazon.com/dp/BO8GFCX7MK

Add as I always say, have a great day today, you and I deserve it!

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Sexual Assault: National Sexual Assault Awareness Month.

(released again this year)

I am not sure if you are aware that April is “National Sexual Assault Awareness month.” Quite a mouth full I know.. This month is devoted to raising awareness, educating the public, and supporting the victims.

I would like to know if you have seen any promotions for National Sexual Assault Awareness month on your news stations.  My inclination is that you have not. I have not either. I became aware of this national month by accident, it was attached to another article I was reading.

Sexual assault, molestation, and incest are topics that most people shy away from. Many do not want to talk about these kinds of heartbreaking stories. The horror that goes along with these acts are difficult for many to bear.  I challenge you to image how the victims feel.

Sexual assault and molestation are deviant crimes against so many. If you look at the statistics, it is a worldwide epidemic. Crimes against young girls, boys, women and man are happening every hour of everyday, somewhere in this country, and in other countries.

The only way that people will become more comfortable, and I am not sure that is the right word, maybe I should say more open to addressing these types of topics, is if we actually talk about them. If we bring these stories out into the open.  If we talk to each other. If we talk to victims. We need to get the information out. We need to get the stories out, and we need to follow through and get the perpetrators punished.

https://www.joyfulheartfoundation.org/

There is a wonderful foundation called the “ Joyful Heart Foundation” that was started by Mariska Hargitay from the hit television show, Law and Order Special Victims unit. In one blurb about her said that the actress said:
“The actress founded the Joyful Heart Foundation in 2004 to help “heal, educate, and empower” survivors of sexual assault. “People don’t want to look at sexual assault, domestic violence, and child abuse that are so pervasive in our society, and I felt like I needed to do something about it,” she says.”

Mariska and her spouse have been advocates and educators for many years promoting awareness on these difficult topics. The ‘Joyful Heart Foundation” is a great resource for those who want to get involved.

This site list important hotlines, offers educational information, and suggestions of how others can get involved and help.  Please take a look at their website. There are so many victims out there who need our love and support.  Image if this was your daughter, sister, mother, or friend. 

I was the victim of incest many years ago, I really haven’t talked about it, this is new. I will admit that those events have haunted me for 62 years. Just because the trauma is over does not mean that the nightmares stop. They do not. Just because someone tells you it is over, does not mean that everything is OK. It does not mean that each person that has been traumatized in this way does not continue to have waves of panic and sadness wash over them.

I will tell you that most, if not all of the statistics you see about sexual trauma, molestation, and incest are big fat lies.  Why would I say that?  I say that because MOST cases of incest, rape, and molestation go unreported.  The numbers you see do not even scratch the surface of the number of crimes that are really happening.

I was a child of incest.  I told no one.  When the story came out at a family gathering no one talked to me about what happened.  The events got buried, but the memories and emotions of that trauma have lived inside of me all my life.

After years of being haunted by those memories I have written a book to quell the ghost, and to encourage others to tell their stories.  We must talk about what has happened to us, and we need to talk about what is happening now to others.  As a society, we must find a way to stop the monsters.

My book is out on Amazon. I wrote my book because I needed to tell my story.  I wanted to encourage others to share theirs. And I want to encourage everyone to help the victims of sexual assault, rape, incest and molestation find some peace, as I know that they are haunted by the trauma that has been inflicted upon them.  Below is a little section out of my book.  I would love to share my book with as many victims as I could possibly reach as they need to know that they are not alone. And as I always say, have a great day today, YOU AND I DESERVE IT.

Incest and rape are not things we usually chose to remember. Often these memories come uninvited into our conscious minds, poking and prodding, pulling and tearing away the scab that keeps them from us.

Sometimes our memories float to the forefront of our mind like clouds in the sky. Some good, some bad. Some pretty, some ugly.

Mine have slithered out of their hiding places to assault my well being at many inopportune moments, bringing forth a flood of tears.

At other times, the memories of my father’s molestation burst forth like little volcanic eruptions, opening that place where they lay dormant.

I have had the scent of body powder suddenly fill my senses. Body powder was a tool my father used when he began his little bathroom games.

I do not ask to remember. I do not want to see into the past for that is where the child in me has kept things hidden for so long.

But I will confess that these memories, these real events need to be told because of the harm they did to the child, and for the way they have haunted the woman. It is time to tell my story. https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0936CRZDX

And it is time for all of you to tell your stories as well. https://www.joyfulheartfoundation.org/

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Blogcast 2: A Philosophical Tangent On Abortion

What a sweetheart.

I am going out on a limb here, but I have been up all night with these thoughts rambling around in my head. Finally, I couldn’t take it and decided to put my thoughts on paper.

When does the “me of me,” become me? At what point in the development of this ball of cells does the “me” enter into the equation?

No, I am not kidding! When do I enter the picture? When does the “me of me” become me, and where am I until that moment?

Do I enter this creation of cells at the moment of impact when sperm meets egg? Or the first doubling of the cells? Or do I enter after the hundredth? Or is it at the millionth?

When does the “me of me”, the feeling, sensing, thinking part of me come into this great ball of replicating, developing cells?

Where am I until I become the “me of me?” Do I exist at all? At what part of this developing creation do I enter? At what stage?

Science can not answer this question. No one can. The greatest minds have never been able to answer the question of when the “me of me” becomes me, during this life giving process in the development of a human being.

This form that is sitting here typing out these questions was specifically created for me. The I of me was placed inside of this huge mass of cells. It is me but, where is that part of me that feels, thinks, remembers, cries, loves, and creates? What is my location inside of this mass of cells? Am I in every cell? Am I inside my brain? Am I inside my knee? Or am I inside my heart? Where am I in this mix of cells? No one can answer these questions!

there’s both my girls

Do you know that some research has said that the human body is 1/2 to 1 pound lighter right after the moment of death! Is that me leaving this pile of cells? Or is the poo leaving my colon?

Science argues over the description of life and when it matters. It argues over when it is okay to destroy that ball of cells. It argues over when it is viable. But, it never mentions when it becomes “me” as the cells are churning and creating a human being. It never mentions when the “me of me” becomes part of these cells.

So, when you take those deadly sharp instruments and hack away at the cells inside, do you know that you are destroying the “me” of those cells as well! The “me” of those cells that was specifically created for the “me of me.”

How many abortions occur a year? What is the current statistic? A million, tens of millions, how many?

I worked college health for over twenty years and I can say for certainty from my own experience that over 90% of the young women who came into our office for information on abortion felt ” it just wasn’t the right time.”

These young women were not victims of rape. They were not giving birth to deformed monsters they didn’t want. They didn’t have a clue, ” it just wasn’t the right time.!”

The moment a sperm meets an egg and implants is that moment of creation. What becomes of that creation is up to nature, and the woman carrying that creation.

Abortion should not be used as a form of birth control. There are plenty of other options to use, abortion should not be a choice.

It seems that sex is in the news all the time in some form or other to sell everything from magazines to underwear. Every time I open yahoo someone is posing nude to ” show off their beach body”, so why are we so uncomfortable with our bodies, and what occurs at the time of intercourse, that we don’t take responsibility for that moment when creation occurs, and say to our partner, ” hey wait a minute.” It could save a life.

I would never have wanted to miss this moment.

I know many of the responses to this question, ” we didn’t plan it”, it was a one night stand”, “I don’t even know him or her that well,” ” I am not ready for a baby,” and on and on goes the merry go round.

Sadly what abortion has allowed to occur is that no one is responsible. You can just rake it out, dead or alive. No worries, ” it’s your body.”

I think as a society we have failed our young. We must educate them that intercourse can and will result in the creation, let me say this again, in the creation of another human being if we are not careful. That is what nature intended. Intercourse is the method, most times, by which another human being is created. It is how human beings continue on this earth, usually.

Do we tell our children that intercourse can and will result in the creation of another human being? Do they teach that in school? Do they USE those words.

It is not just about what disease they may catch, it is about what can and will occur if they have unprotected intercourse.

I have heard all the arguments so spare me. I know the drill, but along with my questions about the “me of me,” and when that begins, I want to ask another philosophical question or two!

What is your purpose in life? Who were you meant to become once the “me of me” entered your pile of cells? How do you know what your role will be in the creation of the “me of me” should you create another human being, if you just rake it out?

My girls!!! Thank you Lord.

Who decided the time was right at that moment when you were created? Was it really an accident or planned? Is life just one great big random moment in time?

Millions and millions of abortions a year! Millions and millions of ” me” that will never exist. Think about it! Could you have been a ” me of me” that did not exist? Was it the right moment for your sperm and egg donor to have a ” me”? Ask yourself that question!

I believe that most of us were just moments in time. Not planned at all. We just became the ” me of me” once those cells started replicating. So where is the ” me of me” until it meets it’s great big pile of cells? Who will take responsibility for that creation of life? Think about that? And as I always say, have a great day, you and I deserve it.

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STOP THE CHAOS

Silence from my end is not a good thing being a poor blogger but my excuse, if you even care, is that I have been in a total state of shock as I have watched and listened to the stories of violence and destruction that have exploded all over this country.

How do I even have a conversation with you when there are so many earth-shattering events occurring? The feelings that are surging through each one of us, every single day is so toxic. I’ve sat back for months watching, listening, crying, shaking my head so disturbed by what has been happening that I am left speechless.  Frozen. I move through the day like a robot functioning on auto pilot. 

I ask myself is there anything of value that I might have to share? Who gives a shit what some no name individual thinks or feels?  Who am I to talk about any of this it is so horrible.?

I want to know how do we overcome these wounds? How do we heal from these profound injuries to our hearts? How do we stop the chaos?

I know that anything I might say to you has probably blown through your mind at one time or another just as it has mine. Somehow, some way we must come together.

There is so much hatred spewing out into the world I can’t even imagine how we can contain it. We humans are so vile to each other in so many ways that I fear for my life. For your lives. For my children lives. The fear is unimageable.

Stories pour out of every news outlet available. Some offer vivid pictures if you can’t imagine it yourself. I have no doubt everyone is talking about all the destruction that is and has been occurring. There can’t be anyone who isn’t shocked, ashamed, and disgusted by what one human can inflict on another.

I move through my day-to-day business in a state of shock.  I interact with my family and friends. I go to work, pay my bills, but there is this impending feeling of doom inside my chest that is so new to me that I can’t even grasp how to express it or to eliminate it. This fear is embedded deep in my heart.

Saying we must come together is not enough. The words are meaningless. The horror that has happened in the last of couple years has shaken all of us to our very core. Sometimes I stand and just stare at the television feeling like a trapped animal. I don’t know how to make things better. I don’t have any answers on how to change it except for platitudes like “We need to love each other. We need to help each other.  We need to come together. “  Bullshit, we need to stop the violence on all spectrums, against ALL PEOPLE.

I know that there are great individuals out there doing wonderful things. There are organizations and groups of people that are plugging along trying to make it a better place, but I think we all feel so helpless, and for me it’s not a feeling that I’ve often felt, so I am frozen and frightened and don’t know where to turn. Our leaders don’t have an answer, and the tide keeps moving in. How is it going to end?  How can we make it end?

How do we as individuals, and as a group take control of this violence?  How do we step into the storm of hatred and bigotry to bring an end to this? People are dying, children are being murdered, strangers are assaulting strangers for no other reason than they feel hate at what they see before them.

The color of one’s skin is something to hate.  The nationality of another is something to loathe.  People’s sexuality is despised. Rich hate poor, and poor hate rich.  Your religion is a reason to hate despite what your holy book preaches, and someone just doesn’t like the way you look.

I’m not a religious person. I don’t go to church. I have not had great experiences with preachers who run churches, and although I was raised a Catholic, I gave that up because the nuns and priest looked down their noses at the poor in our parish with no money to give. We were a very poor family.  Not a good experience for us.

In the past I was not one to believe in the end of the world theories told by religious leaders to keep us all in tow.  Discussions by those leaders that the world was going to come to an end in fire and brimstone. These preachers and such liked to fire up the fear and hysteria in its congregants.  It was part of the reward of being a “leader” the power to evoke sinners to be less sinful. But after witnessing all this violence. The hatred. The bombings and wars. Murders, rape, and genocide, I think those prophets who have said the world is going to end are correct.

We humans are going to be the catalyst that ends our world. This world that has been given to us is going to be destroyed by us because we are so foolish and stupid that we let our extremism, our extreme racism, are extreme sexism, extreme religiousism get in our way of appreciating all that has been given to us. I mean you add any ISM to any bigoted idea that you have and that’s what we’ve become, a people of intolerance and hatred who disrespect their world and each other with total disregard for human life, total disregard for the animal kingdom, total disregard for the oceans of the world, and the planet that God gave for our safe keeping.

Despite my personal feelings I will share with you that I do believe in a higher power.  I do believe in a God, and I think it is time for all of us to come together and offer up a prayer to our God for the strength, knowledge, and courage to evoke a change in our world right now.

I ask that together we stop everything that we are doing and say a prayer in whatever language we speak, asking whatever higher power we pray to, to help us heal this world. Those of a scientific mind probably are aware that there have been many studies that verify that prayer can and does make a difference.  Put aside your doubt and be open to that fact that as a massive world of people we can come together in prayer, and perhaps jump start our humanity back on track.

I will pick a time and together we will say a prayer to bring these horrible events to an end and bring all of us back into balance because right now, we are tilting out of orbit as humans.

Let us get together tomorrow at sunrise, or any sunrise that works for you as (there are 7,868,872,451 people on this planet right now as listed on google so there will be a multitude standing by your side whatever time you say your prayer.)  Get up, face the rising sun, and offer a prayer to God that sanity will be restored to our people. Image the multitudes standing beside you as you say your prayer for our world and each other as well. And as I always say, have a great day today, you and I deserve it.