speak up – speak out

loup
6 January 2018

I can certainly understand the fear that comes with traumatic events at the hands of people who seem to have some “control” in your life. We all have things that have happened to us, to our loved ones and we continue to sit on these secrets.

We spend so much energy trying to be safe and quiet, and the trouble with that is it leaves others vulnerable to harm.

We are taught very early one in our young lives that someone that tattles was not worthy of listening to, they exaggerate and over-react.

As an army brat, I can tell you a lot of children and spouses tried to wear their parents rank as if it were there own. In the 3rd grade, a little boy tormented me on the bus. I told my mom after three days. I told Mamma what was going on. Her advice was simple – “the next time that little shit raises his hand you – knock him onto his ass,” – so I did.

We ended up in a meeting with the boy in his father’s office – with the boy and his parents – the base commander, and his mother. My dad was out on maneuvers otherwise he would have been there too. Mamma and I sat patiently listening to the bold accusations and threats. They were going to take my dad’s rank; they were going to ship us back stateside, they were going to file formal charges and have me remanded to a “HOME” for problem children. It went on like this for a while. “What you have to say for yourself?”

My mother was a bit of an enigma to most people. She would go out of her way to help a person in need even if it meant going without herself. However, bring harm to those in her care, and she would become a terrifying force of nature that you did not want to see again.

After the collection of ass-clowns picked their jaws off the floor, we headed out and down the stairs. Mamma stopped me and said “Never be afraid to tell someone when you are hurt, you may not be the only one, and it is up to you to speak out. It gives others strength to hear that it has happened to others like them. There are always going to be people who think they are more significant than others and they abuse their positions. Never just let it go.”

There is so much truth in that 3rd-grade exchange that I never forgot it, and I live by it today still.

I realize it can be scary; you think you may not have a job if you speak out – you may fear violent retributions. But I promise you, the pain you suffer now will only increase as you hear stories just like yours – and you will wonder WHAT IF? for the rest of your list.

Pain is a part of life – it just is. Suffering is optional. Take that hate, that anger, and that fear and do something with it. Create a movement, purge it out of your system with art and words but never stay silent.

Desiree Wheatley

loup
2 November 2017

30 years ago today I was sitting in a chapel filled with many of my friends. We were all wearing black; there were uncomfortable silences only broken with gentle sobs. They buried my friend today.

I miss you still.

*link to El Paso Times – Death in the Desert

Prime Now Amazon

loup
1 November 2017

I wonder how much of a boost to their revenue in Las Vegas has been boosted by high ass people with the munchies that need a gallon of milk and a metric-shit-ton of cookies.

#imightbehigh

Dear #team45

loup
26 October 2017

What the FUCK just happened today?

Thanks for Noticing…

loup
20 October 2017

You may have noticed my absence on some “social” media services.

I gave up on facebook – the algorithms just didn’t do anything for me. I felt like I was back in 1997 on Geocities having to click on individual pages to catch up with the people I knew. Even after using Social Fixer, HT to Cheryl for that, it was a hot mess, and I grew to hate FB more than before. It had become a time suck of posts from weeks before showing up on my “Most Recent” feed. The ads and the filler posts “so and so liked this article” – “so and so checked in here” – that is great for them but post that shit on their wall, not mine. I wanted more content and less filler.

So, here I am; back at the blog, Pinterest, and for now – Instagram. But I’m betting FB will ruin that too.

Here is my most recent incarnation of the blog. You will find both journal style writing and single pages on different rambles that mean something to me.  I make no apologies for how I live my life because after all, I am the ONLY one I have to blame at the end of the day for how I sleep at night.

Love, with lots more to come so just give a girl some patience.

Memories of Vaughn’s Mill Road

loup
11 October 2017

moonlight beams over mountain tops
the changing color of the leaves

a faint Autumn breeze haunts the valley
and her creatures

it is not only the leaves that change
every year I become a child again

fireplaces burning throughout the cold nights
evening stars shining a blanket over our nocturnal souls

–LGK2002

I wrote this after my parent’s passed away in 2002 – jotted it down on the notebook. I stumbled across this poem this morning. I miss them so much, sitting on the deck with them, listening to the night sounds of the Blue Ridge Mountains.

23andMe

loup
7 May 2017

We sent in our DNA to 23andMe a few weeks ago, and I’ve received mine and we are anxiously awaiting Michael’s. I am so impressed. It is amazing to see all of the detailed reports, fascinating.

To see where my story started, looking over the “TRAITS” reports. And yes, there is a reason why I drink so much caffeine. GENES.

If you are interested in learning about your ancestry, your health markers or just curious about DNA — check them out.

https://23andme.com/

From this moment …

loup
26 September 2014

We are getting ready to embark on the road trip of a lifetime this morning and I find this tidbit in my email —

 

LOUP, what wouldn’t you give to live, love, and be happy, deliriously happy, forevermore?

Well, that’s just it, you needn’t give anything, LOUP. Just decide to live, love, and be happy, deliriously happy, from this moment forward.

Easy enough. See you on the road.

Notes From The Universe

loup
15 September 2014

I subscribe to TUT.com and get little random notes from “The Universe” in my email. I will start sharing the ones that I like. You can sign up for your own notes for free.

 

 

Sometimes, it’s easy to forget that you always have options.

That your power has remained intact.

And that everything, up until now, has just been practice for the really, really good stuff.

Tallyho,
The Universe

Disconnect

loup
29 August 2014

This is how I am feeling today. I am tired of people and news and things. I need to unplug and let go.

I am mortified by the overwhelming ignorance that is running rampant in this country and I want to escape to a place of reason and calm.

Stupid people scare the shit out of me, especially the ones that don’t know they’re stupid. When I was 8 my Daddy taught me the difference between ignorant and stupid and I can handle ignorant – as long as there is a will to understand – but STUPID there is just no need for it.