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If we the people We realized that there is a need to have resources at your fingertips that help us all get more involved in positive activism. We’re always working to make this site better and hope to throw in some real life stories, our concerns and ideas to make our country and our lives less frustrating and scary.

I have branched out into a few other areas other than If we the people. I think there are a lot of people who have a variety of interests. Hopefully, we have something for everyone to participate in. All of our sites depend on my acceptance of all comments. If I perceive anything that would hurt others, I will not approve it. So you are safe in posting. If you need an email subscription, just click on the contact button at the top of this site and let me know what you need.

So just click on any of the sites, come over and visit us. Join one, or all, of the sites, and let us know about your site or blog.

Living on the Borderline in Bipolarville  This site deals with sharing our unique paths through mental illness. I just started this site, so it’s a work in progress. I’m very excited about people contacting me already with an interest in these subjects. So come on over! We’ll sort these things out together. (Note: Back in the early 2000’s I was an assistant manager for a 1200 member bipolar disorder website. I’ve dealt with a lot of different people, so hopefully that will comfort you some. lol)

sharinHislove I created this site in an effort to share with people who need a little extra love and encouragement. We all need that, huh? Started in 2006, this site has reached many people around the world from really unexpected places. Over 270,000 visits confirms that the encouragement and inspiration that we generate and share really is helping. We hope you will join and share your thoughts with us.

The Wildlife Art of Sharon Rule Well, this is just my fun little site that mostly just has my oil paintings that I do to support my daughter’s African Wildlife Sanctuaries that provide education for the children of the wildlife workers. I’m not such a great artist, but my heart is in the right place, lol.

Prophecy Unfolding This may not be interesting to many people, but it is especially interesting to me since I’ve been searching this topic since I was  12 years old. Hey, it may not be terribly exciting, but it certainly relates to what’s going on in our world today.

 

 

 

 

If we the people,

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Words of Wisdom

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I am not lucky I am blessed

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PRAYER CHANGES THINGS

 

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We must not forget the main purpose of this website … bringing back into focus that PRAYER CHANGES THINGS.

The activity for today’s event for the Women’s March on Washington was to send postcards to our representatives and senators. I sent emails and fb messages instead.

However, the first thing I did, was PRAY for healing for all the issues that are going on in America. I believe that this is a priority. PRAYER, indeed, does CHANGE THINGS.

I commend the ones who are representing us who are sticking to the principles of caring for their constituents. I encourage all of them, and all of us, to remain positive, prayerful, and loving.

Together, we can make changes for the good of all Americans. Just look around, you can see that our efforts are making a difference!

 

Sharon & Erick

Pictures for the March for Science

 

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I believe in Climate Change. We’ve noticed a great deal of change since we’ve been living in Northern California. Any comments? ~ Sharon

Thinking myself out of a broken heart

Cleverly creative! and profound!

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Think my way out of a broken heart, The Happy Rat cartoon

We’ve all tried this method to fix a broken heart!

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Have a blessed Easter!

He is Risen! Just as He said He would!

Our Support and Prayers

Hi friends,

As you know, this site is based on We the people, praying, being involved in active ways, and supporting in a positive way the people who are in our government. Regardless of whether we agree with what they are doing, we have a responsibility, and it is a privilege, to have our voices heard. If we disagree, let us reach out to those we disagree with, rather than complaining.

Considering the world situation is escalating even as we write, it is more important than ever to cover everyone with prayer. God is in charge. He will always be in charge. And some of what is happening is to cause a Great Awakening of our perspectives and put our minds and hearts on what is really important each day. I ask you to join us in prayer daily. Prayer Changes Things!

Praying for you . . .

Just tweeted to the President:

Praying for you as you consider next course of action regarding Syria. God bless you.

(Note: Based on our purpose for If we the people, I am tweeting to the president so he knows we are praying for him. I think we should be praying for him and our country.)

Sign of the Times

With his debut single “Sign of the Times,” Harry Styles delivered an instant pop-rock classic on Friday (April 7). Embarking on a solo path after One Direction announced a break, the singer channels singer-songwriter vibes with the help of songwriters Tyler Johnson, Alex Salibian, Ryan Nasci, Mitch Rowland, and Jeff Bhasker. The power ballad pulls influences from the likes of David Bowie, Pink Floyd and Prince, but it’s likely the honest lyrics that will really get to Directioners — and anyone who gives it a listen, for that matter.

Check out the song’s lyrics below.

“Sign of the Times”

Just stop your crying

It’s a sign of the times
Welcome to the final show
I hope you’re wearing your best clothes
You can’t bribe the door on your way to the sky

You look pretty good down here
But you ain’t really good
We never learn

We’ve been here before
Why are we always stuck and running from
The bullets, the bullets
We never learn
We’ve been here before
Why are we always stuck and running from
Your bullets, the bullets
Just stop your crying

It’s a sign of the times
We gotta get away from here
We gotta get away from here
Just stop your crying
It’ll be alright
They told me that the end is near
We gotta get away from here
Just stop your crying

Have the time of your life
Breaking though the atmosphere,
And things look pretty good from here
Remember everything will be alright

We can meet again somewhere
Somewhere far away from here
We never learn

We’ve been here before
Why are we always stuck and running from
The bullets, the bullets
We never learn
We’ve been here before
Why are we always stuck and running from
The bullets, the bullets
Just stop your crying

It’s a sign of the times
We gotta get away from here
We gotta get away from here
Stop your crying, baby
It’ll be alright
They told me that the end is near
We gotta get away from here
We never learn

We’ve been here before
Why are we always stuck and running from
The bullets, the bullets
We never learn
We’ve been here before
Why are we always stuck and running from
Your bullets, the bullets
We don’t talk enough

We should open up
Before it’s all too much
Will we ever learn
We’ve been here before
It’s just what we know
Stop your crying, baby

It’s a sign of the times
We gotta get away
We gotta get away

What will happen if you give up?

Aggrandizement

We grasp for materialistic things like it will bring us happiness but all we ever find in this, is shallow unfulfilled emptiness. There is no joy to be found in aggrandizing your life, in an attempt to feel achievement because it’s only ever a temporary fix, before it becomes old and meaningless. There is more joy […]

via Aggrandizement — fauxcroft

Sick of children dying for political gain

 I agree with what fauxcroft says in this message. Let us take this message seriously, as I certainly did yesterday in my own post. Speak out!

Children dying in chemical gas attacks how much humanity must these people lack, to commit such a barbarous crime do these deaths no even play on their minds. Do they not see the bodies on the streets do they not see the people weep, do not all sides see the games the play has left […]

via Sick of children dying for political gain — fauxcroft

Embarrassed? Celebrate yourself. Respect difference

 I so enjoy the writing of Mindfump. He just makes me laugh. Hope you will read, laugh, and take his advice!

Enjoying the blog? like the page on facebook! I can’t be the only one who suddenly starts denying the existence of things out of embarrassment. Like when Shaun Davidson was over playing at my house and found a poster I had made with magazine cut outs of the Spice Girls. At first I didn’t understand […]

via #84 Embarrassed – ‘Celebrate Yourself, Respect Difference’ — Mindfump.

Shine Through

In the dark of night Even life’s storms dissipate When the light shines through Should you like to participate in the challenge, simply link back to Morgan’s first post found HERE Day 156/365 ©Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved Photo via Pixabay CC0

via Shine Through ~ #DailyHaikuChallenge #poetry of #life — Night Owl Poetry – Dorinda Duclos

A question of man’s insanity

Subtle echoes Resonating quietly Through my head I ask so many questions Taking ever deeper breaths Hoping for the answers That I yearn to understand Like why is it such a tough ask For all people to love their fellow man And why is we feel the need To also kill other species And why […]

via A Question of man’s insanity — fauxcroft

Friend

4/5/2017 “I would rather walk with a friend in the dark, than alone in the light.” – Helen Keller Photographer Unknown

via Friend — Eyes + Words

BREAKING: ISIS loyalist arrested in South Carolina for plotting terror attacks inside homeland. In past three years, 220 arrested in U.S. for ISIS plots. Here’s the latest.

(Washington, D.C.) — The FBI has arrested a South Carolina man who joined the Islamic State, was conspiring to commit acts of unspeakable terror against Americans, and had just purchased a ticket to fly to the Middle East to get training and experience. He was arrested in the Charleston, S.C., airport, just before boarding. (see details […]

via BREAKING: ISIS loyalist arrested in South Carolina for plotting terror attacks inside homeland. In past three years, 220 arrested in U.S. for ISIS plots. Here’s the latest. — Joel C. Rosenberg’s Blog

I just sent 2 tweets to Donald Trump

I guess today’s information of what’s new and happening in Trump World, just rubbed me the wrong way. I am not full of hate. I’m not geared that way. My goal each day is to live a life of love. Instead, I try my best to encourage and compliment others. These tweets may not represent those goals; however, I do believe we ALL MUST ACT!  So….

I wrote to our President. Here’s what I said.

#1 I am so saddened by your lack of feelings for your fellow Americans, especially since you claim you are a Christian.

#2 I would beg you to look into your Bible, and pray, and see if God is happy with your decisions. He is LOVE. Are you?

I’m sick on my stomach! My blood is boiling! Warning – Image is graphic!

syria-gas-attack-header Just one of the pictures on twitter today.

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“I see…a man with a girl. The medics are trying to treat her. But they can’t, because she is dead.”

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I just saw the horrible pictures coming out of Syria today. If you have seen them, you know what I’m talking about. This is a fundamentally excruciatingly devastating situation in which I have a hard time keeping my cool. What do we do? I’m not sure there is much we can do, other than pray. Prayer is always a great thing to do. In the middle of the prayers, however, I am nauseated.

How can the Syrian government order a chemical attack on innocent people, especially children?

Would love to hear your comments on this. Are you bothered?

 

But People Are Oceans. You Cannot Know Them by Their Surface – Beau Taplin

April 3, 2017 at The Seeds 4 Life

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Walking along the shore, notice the seashells each wave gifted the sand. Most of our admiration goes to the ones that are unbroken, the ones with unique coloring, the ones, so big, they cover the entire palm of our hand. We gather some of these admired ones and decorate our lives with them.

But what if we took the time to pick the broken ones? What if we studied their jagged edges and asked them where their journey has taken them? What if wepicked the dull colors and polished them clean to expose their radiance? What if we chose the tiniest shell and looked for the universe in their minuteness?

Just like shells, the people we meet every day, we often do not see. We notice their exterior and choose the ones who appeal to us. Meanwhile, the ones who seem broken, or ordinary, are assumed to be unable to add to our lives.

If we looked past what appears to us, we may see, we are the ocean. There is much more to each one of us than our jagged edges, our vibrant colors, and the way we fit into each other’s hands.

#82 Haircut – ‘Do Looks Matter?’

You are hilarious. My husband immediately laughed as he completely related.

Mindfump.

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It is fair to say that when I was growing up I wasn’t someone who was too concerned with their appearance. This is not due to some deep seated beauty or self-confidence, I just don’t think I found a mirror until I was about 18. That hypothesis is supported by significant photographic evidence from around that time.

My hair was never long though, so I must have gotten haircuts. That is something which must have happened. I am just not sure when or who by, and when I say by whom I mean it very much in a ‘it was Mr. Pink in the conservatory with the garden shears’ kind of way.

I don’t know why it took so long to finally put effort into my appearance. I like to think it is because I had a deep sense of…

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Chagrin and Joy ~ #RonovanWrites #haiku #challenge

Night Owl Poetry - Dorinda Duclos


Life’s mere challenges

Can bring much joy or chagrin

In one human’s day

Source: RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #143 Chagrin&Joy

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Animal cruelty

Animal cruelty no excuse

Animal cruelty the show no remorse

Huntsman, scientists and farriers

Care not a jot for the plain they inflict.

Murdering animals big and small

Savage, barbaric, Callous fools

Cold hearts and cold minds

To animal cruelty they are blind.

No wonder why we fight for animal rights

To end this humanitarian blight

For we speak for those

Who have no voice

Fighting for animals that have no choice.

By Fauxcroft

Are we angry?

 

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If so, let’s figure out how we can deal with this together. Action will help us combat our initial reaction of anger.

1. We have to admit that we are angry.

2. Define our anger.

3. Ask ourselves the questions, “Is the anger harming us?” and “Is there something we can do about it?”

4. If there is something we can do about it, find resources to use so that we positively channel the anger rather than letting it drive us.

5. While addressing the issues, be sure to take care of ourselves first.

6. Balance our lives with: relaxation, fun, and/or anything that distracts us from the feelings of anger.

7. If the issues making us angry affect others, contact them, and then join with them to resolve those issues. Encourage and thank them for their efforts.

8. Never give up.

9. Keep going forward.

~ Sharon Rule

You are a lighthouse in the night

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By alexandra@alexandrafranzen.com
The world can be a distressing, frightening place, and you’re all fighting back in the most incredible way: by writing, speaking up, making art, teaching, coaching, and spreading messages of beauty, resilience, laughter, kindness, and strength. 
Here is a copy of her newsletter:
Alexandra has become one of my favorite people to follow. She is so positive and charming. I feel energized after reading her messages. I hope she has given you a special lift to your day. Remember what the main emphasis is today: 
You are a lighthouse in the night. 

You’re going to SURVIVE

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Alexandra’s post about Show & Tell

Another great newsletter from one of my favs, Alexandra. Enjoy! I sure did!

Alexandra
When I was a little kid, my 2nd grade teacher always did “Show & Tell Day” once a week.
One by one, each student would walk up to the front of the room, show something to the class, and talk about it for a minute or two. It could be anything you wanted. “This is my favorite rock from my rock collection…” “This is my project for the science fair…” “Hi, I made this drawing of a horse…”
Show & Tell always brought me a mixture of excitement and dread. I loved seeing all the interesting projects. But my stomach churned when it was my turn. I always worried that my project wouldn’t be “cool enough.” I worried that I’d bore people. Who cares about my dumb drawing of a horse?! Certainly not Crystal Johnson! Her project is way cooler AND it has multi-colored glitter AND a baking soda-vinegar volcano that erupts in front of your eyes!!! Why didn’t I think of that?!!
I think we all have a nervous, slightly-awkward 2nd grader inside our hearts. We all have that little voice that says, “My project isn’t that great…” “My career isn’t that impressive…” “Nobody cares what I have to say.” “My horse drawing is stupid. Other people can draw horses way better!” 
Even today, I hear that voice all the time. Every time I’m getting ready to share something new, that voice chimes in—and suddenly I’m 8 years old with a mouth full of braces, tons of missing teeth, asthmatic wheezing, huge glasses, and trembling knees, trying to muster up the courage to show people my horse.
In those moments, I talk to myself with lots of kindness—almost like I’m talking to a little kid. I say to myself, “You know what? My horse is awesome.”
I made it. I like it. I’m proud of it. I’m going to share it. People will like it—or they won’t! That’s not something I can control. But I’m going to share it because… that’s what you do when you create something from the heart. You take a deep breath, you stand up, and you share it.
. . .
Guess what? It’s Show & Tell Day!
I wanted to share a few recent projects—plus some amazing projects that my clients have completed, too. And there’s a fun invitation for YOU at the end. 
– NEW BOOK
It’s official! The contracts have been signed. My next book—YOU’RE GOING TO SURVIVE—will be released by Mango Publishing in Fall 2017. (The manuscript is due in just a few weeks. Eee!)
I hope this book inspires people to face criticism, rejection, and other disappointing experiences with courage. Even if you get a 1-star Yelp review… even if you get fired from your dream job… even if you get bullied and ridiculed online… Your heart will keep beating. You can find the strength to keep going. You will survive. Don’t give up on yourself, and don’t give up on your work. Keep marching.
– NEW ARTICLE
“If I pour tons of time and energy into writing this book, then… what do I get in return?” The answer is: Nobody knows for sure. Making art is not a bank transaction. Results are not guaranteed. That’s part of the magic—and part of the challenge. Here’s an article I wrote for anybody who feels like pursuing a creative project is “too big of a risk” or “just not worth it.”
– NEW PLAYLIST 
Here’s my latest music playlist, featuring music from Columbia to Belgium and beyond. Lots of Latin pop plus tribal and house beats. I crank up this playlist whenever I want to feel awake, wide-eyed, and re-invigorated. Perfect for that mid-afternoon slump when my brain starts to feel a bit soggy. A little Shakira always fixes everything. 
– FREE CLASS
A few weeks ago, I taught a free class on “How to stop procrastinating and start writing.” If you missed the class, if you only saw part of it, if you had any tech issues with the video, or anything like that… here’s the entire recording! I did this class in collaboration with my longtime friend and client Susan Hyatt, and it was such a beautiful experience. I hope it brings you some fresh ideas and inspiration!
– COLORING SHEETS
I still love drawing horses—and unicorns, mermaids, and porcupines—even though I’m a grown-up now. Here are some silly coloring sheets I made. You can download them, print them out, and then color ’em in. Get your Crayons and channel your inner 8-year-old! Enjoy!
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– CLIENT AMAZINGNESS
As you may—or may not—know, in addition to writing my own articles, books, and other things, I also work as a ghostwriter and writing coach / consultant.
My clients have been on FIRE lately! I want to shine a spotlight on some of their work…
Ellen started The Career Forecast, an astrological forecast focused on your career. Super fascinating.
Liz has been writing up a storm, tackling important social topics like… why strong women are often labeled “difficult,” and why that’s got to stop.
Melissa’s first movie airs on the Lifetime Network this weekend. Tons of people told her, “You’ll never make it as a screenwriter in LA. It’s such a tough business.” Melissa decided to ignore everyone’s warnings and just GO FOR IT. Full-hearted effort. All in.
Kelsey is running a new program for people who want to feel happier at work—but without necessarily quitting your job and uprooting your whole life.
Amy’s veggie-based pizza crust company won an award and sales have been blowin’ up! (I’m helping Amy write a book on food, creating healthier habits, and taking good care of yourself even when you’re super busy. I’ll share the book with you when it’s ready. It’s going to be lovely.)
Susan got a terrific literary agent and her book proposal is being reviewed by numerous publishers this week. She’s also celebrating her 10-year business anniversary with a tea party in NYC next week. (I’ll be there!)
Susan also does 1-on-1 business strategy sessions for people who want to take their work to an entirely new level. She’s incredibly motivating, smart, and makes you believe that you can do anything. Oh, and if you want to schedule a 1-on-1 session with Susan AND me (business coaching AND writing coaching—double-trouble!), send a note to support@shyatt.com and ask for more info on that.
– YOU!
What about you? Do you have something you’d like to “Show & Tell” and talk about publicly?
Maybe an article, book, video, podcast, song, painting, product, activism project, workshop, or… something else you’ve created? Hit REPLY to this email and tell me about it. Please include your name, a link to your project, and a brief description of what it is, and why you’re so excited about it.
I will choose a handful of projects and… my next email will be a “Community Show & Tell” filled with YOUR projects. This will be so fun!
Whether it’s online or offline in your daily life… please don’t be afraid to share your work. Don’t hide in the back row. Stand up. Speak up. Let people know what you’ve been writing, researching, and working on. People will (probably) be much more interested and excited than you think. And your bravery will inspire other people to be braver, too.
You never know how your horse drawing, blog post, or story might impact someone else’s life.
The impact might be bigger than you could ever imagine.
-Alex

PS. I almost forgot, but today is my 7 year entrepreneur-iversary! 7 years of being a self-employed writer. If you dream about being your own boss, your dream is doable. Be devoted, work hard, and follow your “hut” (heart + gut) as often as possible. Also, here’s a “business advice” article that I wrote called: 10 slow and difficult steps to moderate success. Haha! Enjoy.

Tests

Very insightful.

Eyes + Words

3/31/2017

“The two hardest tests on the

spiritual road are the patience to

wait for the right moment and the

 courage not to be disappointed

with what we encounter.”

– Paulo Coelho


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Gentle Hands

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With God’s gentle hands

In the season of rebirth

Forget-me-nots bloom

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Broken Pieces Of Poetry

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Frank, I added a picture that I thought of while reading your beautiful poem.

Frank Solanki

There is no war. There is no destruction

No rebellion. No protests

No tragedy except the one we’re going through

No adventure. No death

We let the days pass us by

And they all look the same to me

Nothing to bring us together or tear us apart

Nothing to make a memory

Here we come. There we leave

No traces to retrace

And just like us, time will come and go

With not a moment to miss

My path will be mine. Yours will be yours

And so will be our lives

Isn’t that how it is supposed to be?

We follow the trail they left for us

Never charting our own path

Too afraid to fail or fall

Now we look in each other’s eyes

Momentarily

May be the last time that we behold

Freedom as freedom

Life as life. Love as love

Happiness as it is

When…

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Happiness

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Kindness

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Posted by Cory Booker on Twitter
Perhaps the biggest thing you do today could be a small act of kindness, generosity, decency or love extended to another.

 

THE POWER OF RESPECT IS FREE

by The Public Blogger

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“There is nothing more despicable
than respect based on fear.”
– Albert Camus, Philosopher

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In every culture, on every level there is a line that need not be crossed. It is not written, rarely stated and never etched in sand, but simply taken for granted – or discarded – that regardless of our differences there is still respect of man; a reverence of one another, as an extension of oneself. Not necessarily on a spiritual level nor from a lineage perspective, but a sense of knowing, that we are all in this world together. Rather rich or poor, black or white, christian or muslim, that indeed, we are our brothers keeper.

As human beings, we are full of uncontrolled emotions. We may laugh one minute, then without notice, breakdown and cry. We allow rage to overcome us, to blow an everyday situation, way out of proportion. We may covet our best friend’s rise in stature and fame, although we truly want to be happy for their success. Yet when these feelings pass, we dismiss the occurrence as simply awakening on the wrong side of the bed. But what if we sought to understand our emotions, rather than suffocating them in a time-controlled box. What if we stood back, after an out-of-nowhere emotional meltdown, and required answers from ourself, as to what turns us from civil, peaceful people… into ticking time bombs.

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by Jussie Smollett

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The Power of Respect is Free
written & edited by Kendall F. Person

In the early 1920’s, the deep south in the United States was not just a racially segregated place, but fostered a bewildering belief system, that a man or woman could be judged simply by the color of their skin. Black Americans’ pursuit of higher learning was limited and inferior, and yet still ridiculed as being uneducated and foolish. Subject of medicinal experiments, without their consent or knowledge, and unwelcomed in the sanctity of most white churches, yet decry, that black Americans were heathens. But the systematic discrimination was not the catalyst that would lead to the Civil Rights Movement, inequality was simply everyday life, and while the cause would become known as a fight for freedom, in actuality, what lit the fuse was being unable and unwilling to further withstand the crippling humiliation of being disrespected as human beings.

Some changes in behavior take generations to unlearn. Many structural inequities require acts of government legislation to overturn. While most of our formal history lessons revolve around wars, turmoil and hardships, not everyone living in the deep south had to wait for laws to pass to conform or understand – all men deserve to be treated like men.

Eldridge and Edith Cassidy owned a small store in Hope Arkansas – a typical southern town steeped in bigotry with blacks and whites living on opposite sides of the tracks. While most white-owned businesses would not even conduct a money-changing transaction with their fellow black citizen, The Cassidy’s sold goods and gave credit to citizens of all races, respecting them as customers and people who were trying to raise and nurture families, just like them. They would, by their actions as much as by their words, and without knowing or intent, pass down a legacy of respect and kindness, that would one day be felt across the land. When The Cassidy’s grandson was elected the 42nd President of the United States, William Jefferson Clinton proudly presented a cabinet and inner circle of a stunning diversity and reflection of a nation’s best and brightest people, never seen in the Executive Chamber prior (and eclipsed only by President Obama).

The Obama Cabinet 2009
We are an ever evolving species. Each decade brings new creations, that alter how we live and how we think. We will continue to face struggles and challenges, they will never go away, and we will continue to have disagreements and differences of opinion, as individuals, free will always holds sway. But if we understand the importance of dealing with our own emotions, we become better equipped to maintain calm, even if we live in the eye of the storm.

Mr. Cassidy’s place in history has been cemented by his lessons in commerce and decency, but the true symbol of his legacy…. is that the power of respect is free.

Take my breath away

fauxcroft

I once met a forestal

A guardian of the trees

He said he could not believe

Humanity were cutting down

All they can see

After all how do they think

They are going to breathe

When they have cut down

All the trees out of pure stupidly.

I told we are and arrogant

And ignorant race

Driven by power and greed

And they never seem to worry

About what tomorrow will bring

They will find a way of surviving

And find a way to breathe

But unless we try and stop them

They will never stop cutting down trees.

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THE POWER OF RESPECT IS FREE

The Neighborhood

power of respect image by John Hain

“There is nothing more despicable
than respect based on fear.”
– Albert Camus, Philosopher

⊕⊕⊕

In every culture, on every level there is a line that need not be crossed. It is not written, rarely stated and never etched in sand, but simply taken for granted – or discarded – that regardless of our differences there is still respect of man; a reverence of one another, as an extension of oneself. Not necessarily on a spiritual level nor from a lineage perspective, but a sense of knowing, that we are all in this world together. Rather rich or poor, black or white, christian or muslim, that indeed, we are our brothers keeper.

As human beings, we are full of uncontrolled emotions. We may laugh one minute, then without notice, breakdown and cry. We allow rage to overcome us, to blow an everyday situation, way out of…

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Metaphor and Trauma: The Story of an Extreme Emotional Journey

Writing Through Trauma

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I experienced a pathway into post-traumatic growth that saved my life from the maladaptive behaviours I was losing it to by writing ‘Warrior,’ an adult survivor of childhood complex trauma coming of age novel. Writing fiction enabled me to combat the depression; social phobia and compulsion to avoid the world outside my front door like nothing else I’d previously tried.

Afraid and ashamed, there was nothing I wouldn’t do to hide or execute an escape to conceal the past experiences I believed made me a repulsive person. I also couldn’t bare anyone knowing how much I struggled and in many ways failed to function as I thought an adult should.

In situations where I couldn’t escape I would hide or be sure to never speak my truth. Keeping everything I couldn’t say silent inside began to get too heavy in my mid-twenties. As…

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Buried

Eyes + Words

3/24/2017

“The most important things are the hardest to say.

They are the things you get ashamed of, because words diminish

them — words shrink things that seemed limitless when they were in

your head to no more than living size when they’re brought out. But it’s

more than that, isn’t it? The most important things lie too close to wherever

your secret heart is buried, like landmarks to a treasure your enemies would

love to steal away. And you may make revelations that cost you dearly only

to have people look at you in a funny way, not understanding what you’ve

said at all, or why you thought it was so important that you almost

cried while you were saying it. That’s the worst, I think. When

the secret stays locked within not for want of a teller

but for want of an understanding ear.”

– Stephen King


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Keep believing 

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Keep believing

Keep the faith and keep the love

Keep believing

For the future is in us

Keep believing

For the answers are in your

Keep believing

Because you’ve always  known the truth

Keep believing

There is a better world for me and you

Keep believing

Because I will always believe in you

Keep believing

For your amazing

Keep believing

Capable of so much more

Keep believing

Open up new doors

Keep believing

And we can create that world we’ve all been looking for

Keep believing

A world of love and peace which is so worth fighting for.

So never stop believing

For dreams can come true if you want them too.

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Always keep the belief

Happy People Believe in Yourself

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If you never do anything else,

please always believe in yourself,

for you are a miracle and you are amazing

live life like a fire that is always blazing

passion and desire, to raise your frequency up higher,

keep on shining in iridescent brilliance,

for you are strong and you are resilient.

Show your love

and be the change in this world each present moment

and be the compassion and the peace

and always remember to shine a light

to show you still believe

and never give up burning bright.

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Disillusioned – ‘Terrorism And Mental Health’

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“Disillusion is a natural stage that follows the holding of an illusion.”

Susan Shaughnessy

Guest Post by:

Mindfump

Disillusionment is one of the major sources of my mental health issues, and humanity seems to provide bucket loads of it to my door step, on a very regular basis. Today London had another terror attack in which 5 people were killed and 40 were injured*. Naturally in such tragic circumstances it is understandable to be negatively affected. My heart goes out to the families and friends of anyone affected. It is a terrible day for anyone involved and I couldn’t imagine the horrors of even knowing someone in such a situation. Also huge respect to the emergency services and civilians who were swift in their actions to prevent further casualties.

The deeper more existential thoughts come shortly after this initial reaction. Especially when I see the hyperbolic reaction of people, countries and organisations. Immediately fighting and scoring points. The issues struck me one by one and the media coverage was first to hit.

When you don’t publicly fund news organisations they have to rely on advertising for income, the amount they get is then based entirely on the number of views it gets. Straight away the equilibrium shifts dramatically. Your first task now as a news agency is no longer to show news; but to get views. This is a very important distinction, one which was evident today.

So how do you get views? Well you get there first – to the scene. You film everything, you get more angles, more interviews and speculate! Speculate! Speculate! You have to stir up emotion – positive, negative we don’t care! People must keep watching. And that is exactly what they did.

The level of decorum shown by the news outlets was so low that you’ll have to search the Mariana Trench to find it. Sky News, amongst a host of others, began showing helicopter shots of dead bodies and gory shots of injured people. Now, I don’t know about you but if I’m told someone has been run over, I don’t need to see their mangled remains to believe it. Or when someone has been flung over a bridge onto their head, I will also believe you. Not to mention it is a major national news story, these pictures will reach virtually everyone – including the families of the people being shown.

What a lovely way to find out your family member has been horrifically murdered.

The secondary reaction comes from the public, typically through social media, which has been a sports field of political point scoring today. Everything from blaming refugees, blaming certain politicians for supporting certain policies, to outright muslim bans, and a barrage of racist twaddle. The lack of respect, intelligence and understanding astonishes me, and makes me disillusioned in equal measure. I don’t feel part of humanity when I see that, nor do I want to be.

I almost want to hibernate for the next 10 years just so I don’t have to catch wind of Tonald Dump’s* view on this. Not to mention, had you scrolled further down your news website today, you may have noticed that a US led drone attack bombed a school in Raqqa, Syria, killing 33 innocent men, women and children, who were using it as a make shift refugee shelter. This is in addition to the 52 civilians killed in a US raid last week.

In all my days as an anti-terror strategist (currently 0 days), I don’t think I would ever recommend killing entire families of innocent civilians, especially if I want them to like me. Donald Trump Tonald Dump however, doesn’t agree with my strategy. That is because, just last week he sought to reduce the legislation on killing civilians, which currently states you cannot attack any location if there are certain to be civilian casualties. Dump is trying to change this so that he can legally kill them. The US already kills a lot of civilians, but they just want to change the law so they don’t have to pretend they’re not doing it*. If I was to design a policy to stir up hate and anger for one country that would be exactly it.

More killing is inevitable, on both sides. I mean, you have a country which invests 600 billion dollars a year into its military (US), which by the way is more military spending than the next 9 countries put together. If you are spending that much, you need an enemy. Otherwise you are just a bunch of angry people in a field with lots of expensive equipment. Yes, IS will eventually be defeated, but another enemy will be created emerge.

Who knows, maybe my criticisms are misguided, maybe there is no better use for 600 billion dollars. Thankfully the US only has a homeless population about the size of Northern Ireland, 48 million people without access to healthcare and the highest tuition fees in the world. Nope I was wrong, more bombs please!

Mentally speaking though war is simply no good for anyone. You have the primary people effected; these are the soldiers and civilians in the direct line of combat – for instance 49% of all returnees in world war 1 returned because of mental issues, not physical. The next level is the aid workers and non combat personnel, who develop a wide range of mental issues from being close to war. Then there’s the families who are indirectly affected, and then the general public and so on. Now don’t get me wrong, I am very aware how far away from the heart of the conflict I am, and I absolutely am at the back of the queue when it comes to such serious events like this. But it is undoubtedly an effect of war. I am disillusioned, hopeless and depressed because of it, and I am sure I am not the only one.

I’m disillusioned because the terrorist threats are a creation of our doing, and current policy and ill-education only adds fuel to the fire – as does money. The effect for me, is that I retreat, I don’t want to share with the world, or be part of it. My mental health concerns pale massively in comparison to the plight of people physically involved in any of these events, but the effects on mental health from terrorism should be considered a worthy side note. This war we have created is both physically and mentally damaging to so many in society and we, in our ignorance only want to point fingers and score points.

The facts are there to see. We need to educate ourselves.

Mindfump.

*Those numbers may change.

*Tonald Dump, who may or may not be the president of a country, shall be called this because it was revealed today that he is trying to take a 17-year-old girl to court because she made a website for a school project that let you rub his face with kittens – not a joke. His team has been instructed to take anyone to court who uses his name in a way he does not agree – FREEEEEDOM.

At this point the GOP should just replace their health care plan with this video

Click to see: Indivisible East Bay‏ @IndivisibleEB 

GOP: We’re “fixing” #Trumpcare 

New CBO score: Still has 24 mil losing insurance, huge tax cuts for mega rich, and it costs more.

 

 

He will heal our broken heart

Heal your broken heart

 

Today, I think a lot of us feel like our hearts are broken on many levels… especially in our government.  Its apparent lack of caring for the brokenhearted, sick, poor, needy.  I pray for all in our country, especially those who are suffering in any way.

Let’s stand together as we love and pray for each other.

The drum beat increases

By Dan Rather

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The plot thickens. The drum beats increase. The pressure mounts. And a question I never thought I would ever hear asked again with such urgency and stakes looms large: “What did the President know, and when did he know it?”

The latest reporting out of CNN suggests the FBI has evidence that “associates of President Donald Trump communicated with suspected Russian operatives to possibly coordinate the release of information damaging to Hillary Clinton’s campaign.” It is impossible to overstate the seriousness of this allegation – Americans associated with Donald Trump illegally colluding with a foreign power.

Once again, all the caveats must hold. This isn’t proven. Allegations and suspicions are not an indictment. But with each turn of this story, the level of seriousness deepens. Add to this some unorthodox actions by the Republican head of the House Intelligence Committee, Devin Nunes, briefing President Trump on details of investigations, and we are long past having any excuse not to launch an open bipartisan investigation and a special prosecutor.

I have seen a lot in my lifetime. But I have never seen anything like this. No one has. The cauldron of chaos and confusion which engulfs President Trump in his early days in office is simply unprecedented.

Who knows what tomorrow will bring? The vote on the health care bill is shaping up to be its own mess. Can President Trump arm twist his own party members to deliver victory in the House? What last minute concessions will have to be made to bring along conservatives? Should we really be rushing a bill on heath care with major changes hammered out for politics instead of policy? What will this mean for the Senate?

The White House is under siege. The President’s poll numbers drop to record lows. The fires of scandal are encroaching. Around and around it goes, where it stops nobody knows. Dangerous times.

(I)ntegrity

Integrity

Second to None ~ #poetry of #innocence

Night Owl Poetry - Dorinda Duclos


Innocence reigns, in the eyes of a child

They watch, bewildered, awed and beguiled

Asking about, the man with the hat

Wondering why, he is dressed quite like that

Why the sky is blue, and the grass is green

And every other color, left in between

Catching the sun, as it lights up their face

Taking it in, with seraphic grace

Oh how I wish I could see what they see

Shine on, dear child, who never was me

Live out your life, explore your dreams

Capture the beauty, of every moonbeam

Race to the morning, rise with the sun

Always remember, you’re second to none

©Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
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Letting Go . . .

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Letting Go

 A lion sleeps in the heart of the brave

It’s hard to let someone go when we don’t know why they’re gone. It’s natural to want an explanation, an understanding, something that puts their leaving into perspective. It’s hard to move on when there is nothing but silence, or worse, a strangely formal way of relating, as though you made the whole thing up. But we can’t put our lives on hold, waiting for an answer that may never come. Maybe they will tell us one day, or maybe they will never understand it themselves. Their reason isn’t that important. What is important is that we don’t abandon ourselves in the heart of loss. That we don’t make another’s presence more important than our own. That we don’t lock ourselves in a prison of our own making, waiting for an external liberator to set us free. If they have left, we have to leave, too. We have to let the pain through the holes they left behind so it can find its ultimate destination. Our precious life waits on no one.
(From: Jeff brown: http://www.soulshaping.com)

The topic of friendship comes up frequently for those of us that are experiencing mental and/or physical health issues. Friendship… An elephant trampling around in my brain, my heart and my soul. It rarely takes a break. I keep hoping it will bust out or give up. Just let go, just move on, just stop thinking about it. That’s about as easy to do as ignoring a tick that has latched on to your skin, burrowing deeper, feeding off your blood, growing bigger by the day, while you watch its bright red infection spread through your veins.

I had a few friends from my previous place of employment who have slowly drifted away. Another friend of 20 plus years that has left me in a state of emptiness, unwilling to talk to talk to me, unwilling to understand and forgive. It’s a confusing and very sad place to be. No conversations, no explanations, no answers. They probably aren’t even thinking about it. There is no elephant knocking around in their brains, no tick slowly sucking the life out of them. Why? Because life must change? Because I must learn some new lesson?

I shared my deepest secrets with them. I explained my health issues. I trusted. As someone who experiences depression and anxiety, letting go of these friends is far easier said than done. I’m left feeling guilty, insecure, defeated… To put my heart and soul out there again is a daunting task. One that I’m not sure I’m up to just yet. I like this statement by Jeff Brown, for there are holes in my heart left behind by these people. And the pain isn’t just seeping in… It’s pouring in, filling my heart so full that I fear it may burst. I don’t know where the ultimate destination of that pain will be. And what will I do to patch up the holes once the pain settles? It is my precious life and my precious life deserves better.

Change… I can accept that life changes. This isn’t the first thing in my life to change. The definition of a friend is a person attached to another by feelings of affection or personal regard, a person who givesassistance and support. By that very definition, a friend is someone who sticks by you during times of change. I won’t accept that as the force behind such thoughtlessness, such a feeble excuse for leaving a friend.

Lessons… Believe me, I’m learning from this. This lesson, however, does not excuse the behaviors of these former friends. This is a lesson for me. This is a lesson about the choices others make in responding to my illnesses. They are choosing to gaslight me and to dismiss compassion and understanding. And that is on them, not me. They are making the wrong choice. Perhaps this lesson is the beginning of filling up those puncture wounds left in my heart. This is me, accepting that the true fault lies with them. If you don’t want to walk with me, then get out of my way.

As I sit here writing this, I am also thinking about an invitation from one of these ‘friends’ to attend a dinner get-together. Someone who hasn’t bothered to talk to me in, I don’t know how many months. I don’t have any idea why she even invited me. As I’ve been debating for days whether or not to go, the thought that comes to my mind over and over again is this: Does SHE deserve to have ME there?

Between Birth & Death

The Renegade Press

I need a moment to compose my thoughts before we get started. This post marks a turning point in the evolution of who I am as a man, so it’s important that I try not to screw it up…

There are certain topics that cause a writer a degree of apprehension whenever he (or she) approaches them. Trying to articulate how these concepts, realities, or situations alter your perceptions, or define who you are can be daunting.  For me personally, I have always struggled to broach the subject of death. I have battled against anxiety and depression in the past, and openly acknowledging that I will eventually die used to leave me feeling petrified.

Which explains why it has been a few months since we last talked about death here at The Renegade Press.

In that time, my life has changed more than I ever imagined possible.  I’m not the man that I once…

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And Jesus Said Unto Paul of Ryan (link to NYT article)

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Link to NYT article – And Jesus Said unto Paul of Ryan

Sitting in Heavenly Places

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Pondering, letting my thoughts go upward and all around me up to HIM, I constantly Sit in Heavenly Places. It’s a joy unspeakable! ~ Sharon

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