The Birthday Party

Black and white are the colors of photography. To me they symbolize the alternatives of hope and despair to which mankind is forever subjected.

Robert Frank

My furbabies have been over stimulated with the new sounds of their new home.  I know they are only doing their job to protect their alpha dog.  (Me)

The first few days were a little rough for me and my poochies.  They have been barking at everything and everyone, making me nervous and them as well.  I would take them potty and try to introduce myself, but the dogs were in protect mode, which made it difficult.  I was really starting to think this situation wasn’t going to work.  I even had a neighbor tell me to keep my nasty dogs away from her.  I was really feeling like I wasn’t going to fit in.

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I decided to walk across the street to the family dollar and buy myself a six dollar bottle of Liberty Creek wine.  You know the good stuff.

As I was getting my drink on, there was excessive laughter and screaming from the neighbor kids in our courtyard, so I peeked out my kitchen window to see what the raucous was all about.  There were about 20-30 kids playing on a Slip-n-Slide and kiddy pool and water balloons.  Child hood memories came flooding in.  So, I grabbed my glass of wine and sat on the steps and watched with delight.

I asked the kids if they minded if I took pics, they thought that was cool.  I sat and watched as they carried on without a care in the world, wearing whatever clothing and it didn’t even matter.  They were having a blast!

The mom of 9, saw me and told the kids to say hi to the new neighbor.  They all in unison said HI! Really loud!  It warmed my heart.  I am sure it was with sarcasm, but hey, it’s a start.

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Later that evening, the mom with the birthday boy knocked on my door and invited me over for some cake and ice cream.  I obliged.  As it turned out the mom and I have a lot in common and we talked about racism and  that we naturally fear the unknown.  One of her daughters pulled out some braids and she was showing me, and I took my hair out of my pony tail and showed her my hair.  The mom exclaimed, ‘you have  hair like we do!’  We laughed!

I told her about my blog and she showed me some music that she and her mate recorded together.  She has this amazing voice, so I shared it on my social media.  Maybe one day, she will be heard and she can share her talents with the world.

As I reflected on this special night, how here we are from all different walks of life,and that we aren’t really so much different after all.   We have our unique ways of expressing ourselves through music, writing, painting, drawing or whatever.

I am so grateful for the opportunity to meet such wonderful people and their babies.

Now, if I can only get my fur children to relax a little, we will be all okay.

With Hugs and Hope

DTC

The Other Side of Poor

 

I am still not completely moved in but today I had to go to my little weekend job.  I carefully planned out the bus trip to downtown from the East Side from which I now live.  As I waited for the bus, there was another lady waiting as well.  Since I have to spark a conversation with anyone around me, I learned a little bit of her story.

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She was happily married for 16 years, her husband owned his own business and she helped him with books and such.  About 3 months ago, he suddenly passed.  Left her with nothing; she now lives in a broken down van parked by a mini mart.  She has resorted to trading favors for things she needs.

I found a spot on the bus, and another lady sat in a seat near me.  She had an infected cut with still stitches.  She can’t afford antibiotics to help it heal.

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We drove past an area, with people of all race and creed, with knapsacks, and everything they owned waiting for freebies from an outreach center.  I would guess 75-100 folk.

A man in his late 50’s hooked his bike to the front on the bus and hobbled on with shoes that barely stayed on his feet.  By the look in his eyes, he was in a very bad way.

I had to look away; the tears welled up in my eyes. …..

The bus continued to drive past some under passes with men, and women hovering for shade as the heat of the day pressed on their desperate lives.

 

Another, a diabetic, can’t afford his insulin……

I made it downtown to my job location, and had a few minutes to spare.  All I could think about was how fortunate I am.

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As I got to work, I searched for my demo products and of course they weren’t there, but I didn’t seem to mind, I winged it like I always do and prayed to God how grateful I am.  When I was finished with my shift, I cleaned up the back area and bagged up the leftover demo product that was collecting dust and took it with me.  I got on my bus to go back home and I handed out some of the product samples to those that would take it.  The rest I am going to make care packages for the folk that live in the buildings around me.

I am going to keep on collecting leftover samples and give what I can to the people that I come in contact with that are in need.  It is only a tiny fulfillment of need, but maybe it will give someone a smile.

I messed up purchasing my ticket, so I had to purchase another.  I didn’t have exact change, so at the transfer station I ran over to a McD’s to buy a “cheap” bacon biscuit for $5 to make change.  The dollar store across the street costs more than any high end grocery store.  Price Gouging.

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Here, we have the poorest of poor, and they are being robbed by corporate A-Holes.  No wonder the moral stinks.  You’re damned if you do, and you’re damned if you don’t.

I don’t have an answer, and I don’t know how to fix it, but if I could wave my magic wand, I surely would.

This is all I have today…..

 

With hugs and hope

DTC

 

Ten Things

 

 

I am not very good at this astrology thing, but, we are still stuck in that retrograde; which means I still need to work through some stuff.  This is not easy for this Arian Redhead.  I prefer enjoying my surroundings or exploring, singing, dancing or sharing some good company and good wine.   I am an action kind of girl, not a reflective one.  And I really need to find other things to write about!

But, to be a better person for me and my loved ones, this is a process I must endure.  So, one of my projects is listing 10 things I want to achieve in my journey.  So here is another list for you.  Enjoy!

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  1.  To be loved as much, if not more than I love.  Nothing feels more comforting and secure, knowing you are surrounded by those who love you for all that you are.
  2. Be confident within myself.  I have been through some experiences that have            knocked me off my patootie but that is the past.  The future is now.  I must learn to be strong on my own 2 feet.  I tend to get myself worked up and that poor hamster is running in circles and I turn a mole-hill into a mountain.
  3.  Be caring of others and be okay when it isn’t so appreciated.   I have always been caring to the point of neglecting myself, and I love doing and thinking of others, it fills my cup of happiness.  Sometimes the receiver might not seem so appreciative, or they just don’t realize.  I need to learn that balance of doing things because i want to without neglecting me. sunglasses
  4. The courage to explore the unknown.  This can go in so many directions.  We’ll start with my need to be in control.  This was shoved down my skull since I was a very young adult.  Being a young mom probably didn’t help much either.  Certain situations that I ended up in, I lost control of how I was treated and how I was portrayed of myself.  I was always told how to be or act.  This is probably going to be my hardest purge.  Let it go man, just let it go.  So diving into the unknown can be pretty frightening.  I have done it a few times out of sheer necessity, and it took every ounce of intrepidity  I owned.  I will interject though, when I lose my temper, common sense and thought go completely out the window and I will just charge forward like a bat out of hell.
  5. Completely trust my intuition.  I have a strong intuition and I second guess myself almost every time.  If I would just shut up already and listen to what my body is telling me, there would be no problem.  Really need to work on that one too.
  6. Expand and explore the great talents that Spirit has given me.  I am a loving, compassionate person.  I am an artist by my writing and having a knack of putting things together that fit.  When my head is clear I can see things logically and figure out the dilemma diplomatically.  Key words here, clear head. red dress
  7. Be brave and strong enough to speak up and protect what is right.  Even if I am the only one standing, do not be afraid; hold fast for what I believe is to be true and righteous.
  8. Be compassionate and understanding of other’s feelings and beliefs.  Sometimes stuff just falls out of my mouth, it might just be a fleeting thought, but it stayed there long enough for me to spit out something negative of another  Me of all people should be better at this than I actually am.
  9. To recognize the needs of others without encroaching on their integrity.  This is another biggy.  See number 4.  The need to be in control; I have a real bad habit of just taking over and doing things for other people.  I did this to my kids and now they second guess themselves on a daily basis.  (Bad mommy. ) I don’t have to be any one else any more but to be me.  This involves the complete tearing down and rebuilding with better stuff.  Respect boundaries, keep calm and vibe on.
  10. Last but not least, to see the beauty in all things.  I think I am pretty good at this except when I’m not.  When life is falling apart all around me, I need to take a step back and see and appreciate all of God’s wonderful gifts. reflect

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Okay, lesson plan for today is finished.  I do have a bunch more lessons and things to work through, but one thing nice is I can set my own schedule.  Thanks for listening to another rambling and please comment.  I would love to hear your thoughts!