05 May 2014

A Little Lady Suffragette

What's it been, like almost a year since I wrote? The time, it does fly and life it does get away from you. Why write now? Because today, for the first time in forever, there was random music playing in my head. The archive department of my brain cell casting out random memories, perhaps? Whatever happened, it's definitely a blast from the past, this one....


"Jet" Paul McCartney & Wings

Maybe it's a subconscious thing, this song. We were discussing airfare from the US to the UK last night....which would involve jets. Or it could be that I've been dreaming about moving out west...travel and jets included, probably. Just to be able to escape the Hells of Ohio and start a new existence somewhere with lots of life and lots of forward thinking. 

I'm not an activist, by nature. I'm angry, sure. I'm disgusted, definitely, but I also don't have the gifts of persuasion or debate within my confines, so I tend to educate myself in silence and observe. I take what I learn, I apply it to myself and if it should stir some sort of thought within someone else, great!. 
But I do know, read and listen to women and some men, who are...those who have the ability to speak with excellent reason and provoke incredible thought.  

So maybe hearing the chorus on loop in my brain this morning means I need to just listen more closely, stop being a silent "little lady" and put a bit more effort into examining the past in order to make the future (if it even exists) a little better.  

Waking Up. It's what I do, occasionally.  



24 November 2013

Off the Floor

It's been a while. I know. Life and stuff. A lot has happened since we last spoke. Visiting hospitals then visiting musicians, obtaining unwanted health issues and yet getting to meet and mingle hair with more favorite musicians (more later....), creating things, getting pissed at things, writing things. Just a lot going on.  

It would seem that this song, however, has chosen itself to be my wake up call, and not just because of seeing them live...or listening to the album whenever I'm in the car....I think there's a message in there somewhere, probably right around the chorus....which is so very catchy, it's the first thing I hear when I wake up lately! 


You'll have to click to find out what this very important wake up call says!  Go on. Click it. Do it. You won't be sorry......

05 November 2013

Wheels Are Turning

Not sure why but this is on loop this morning:



Not really ready for today or tomorrow, but it's here regardless, so onward and upward right?  I was thinking a lot about death yesterday. Thinking that I don't know what the hell I think. Thinking about people and how they change over the years. Wondering how they got from one way of thinking to another. Wondering why, when people "find Jesus" they suddenly are shrouded in a cloak of "I'm now better and know much more than you" finery. Whatever. 

It's your loss if you shut people out of your life because they don't hold the same thoughts or beliefs as you. 

Imagine how different things would be had either of my parents ever asked me WHY I feel like I do. WHY I believe or don't believe in the things I do or don't believe in. I've watched them over the years, taking in complete strangers, like little projects to be crafted and molded and shaped into another soldier for "the Lord".....meanwhile, they never took the time to truly believe in me because I just would not bend to their will and their plans for my life. 

All journeys, ultimately, end at the same place though. So maybe I'll see them somewhere down the road when this time is over. I don't know. I just know that I refuse to live in fear and feel downtrodden and disheartened because I was born a ""sinner"". It doesn't take the blood of Christ or anyone else to make me whole or a good person. What it does take is the thoughts, the choices and the actions that help me learn and help me be the kind of person I want to be. They have really missed out over the years. Shoving me aside, back into the black sheep closet until the next Christmas rolls around.  

But whatever. That wheel in the sky. It keeps turning.