Wednesday: Open Doors

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Keeping it together, when we mourn loss, is sometimes sketchy. Emotions come and go, just like feelings. The farther from the point of impact, one gets, doesn’t necessarily put one in the clear. This is so true, depending on the circumstances of the loss.

Our kids are mourning.

I think, all of us, who are adults, feel for them deeply. Even more, if we, ourselves have children of our own. It is terrible and sinful that trolls in space have been demeaning and degrading the suffering of our kids.

I’ve heard it sad today that the next President needs to be a rousing, angry bunch of kids. They are on the march, and they are moving society and a nation, all by themselves. Albeit, with some superpower support from some in Very High Places.

I grew up in Florida. Over my lifetime, growing up, we had seen our fair share of crime that hit our home several times. But life was safe. I mean seriously, when I was an elementary school kid, we had keys to the house and we would come home after school and have all afternoon to hang out and play.

Our schools were safe. We really never saw the kind of violence that our kids have seen over the last ten to fifteen years. People had guns, but, if memory serves, we never thought about using them on each other.

Let alone, on our Kids …

I don’t ever remember any kid I knew, in any school I attended who had problems or issues that would have pushed them to kill innocents, because they walked into a gun shop and bought an automatic weapon, just for kicks.

There were plenty of guns in our house. And we used to go out to the Everglades and shoot cans and rocks. And there are always plenty of guns shows that used to pop up all over the place. But guns were not so much an issue when I was a kid, not to the extent guns are an issue today.

We need smart, and proper gun control.

We need to vote OUT those politicians who are in bed with the N.R.A. All those men and women who have taken SIX DIGIT SUMS from the N.R.A. for their continued

We need to wrest control of society from all those who think that guns don’t kill people, and that guns are the constitutional way of life for everyone. Because that is the way it is for so many today. We need human beings in government, because the government is a mockery and a joke.

We need Serious change. And if anyone can do that, OUR KIDS CAN.

Stand with our kids. Support them. Love them. Raise them up.

Over the past little while, I have been posting stuff on Facebook for my friends I grew up with to read, because they all knew my father, and my family, all too well.

What I did not expect was what happened today.

I had been grocery shopping and my little “granny cart that could” was straining to hold everything that I had packed in it for the walk home. On the way back, I ran into a friend I got sober with, all those years ago.

He is of Native decent. And he is sober, almost as long as I am. after he got sober, a few years in, he went to work on the streets of Montreal, caring for the Inuit and Native populations who are strewn all over the city. He has an office, in Cabot Square, right up the street from home, and that is where we found each other this afternoon.

We are friends on Facebook, but we don’t connect there. He has been reading my writings, as they went up. And he was really excited to hear of recent events concerning my father.

He told me to mind my dreams and pay attention to them seriously. Because he said that if I am being visited, it is because my doors are open.

My doors have been open for the whole of my life, is why family, all returns to me after they have passed on. I shared with him that story earlier.

People don’t have to like us he said. Some people are just angry, and may not accept who we are today, even if we are sober. Trying to make restitution and goodness, sometimes is hard in coming. And sometimes we don’t succeed.

The one thing we have in our favor, is that We Are Sober Today.

I needed to hear his words today. They went right where they were needed.

You can always count on your friends. At least I can.

Always keep your doors open …

Thursday: Salt of the Earth


The warnings are up. I have friends in Ground Zero in Miami, who have decided to stay put. Many of them have no means to get out of dodge, so they stay.

Traffic moving North out of South Florida has been bumper to bumper all day long. Like there is really some place SAFE, North of where everybody is right now. There really is no place safe, since Irma is said to be tracking UP through the middle of the state. The storm is wider than the state land mass itself. People are fucked, if they don’t go, with really not having some place SAFE to go. Because as the days run past, people are moving North, as the Storm is going to track North over the weekend and in through next week.

Pray …

All day long, watching my Cruise Ship cams across the state of Florida, and ports in the Caribbean, many islands that had cams, don’t have cams any longer. Many islands have been destroyed. Homes, Hotels, Buildings, boats, you name it.

If it can be FLUNG far and wide, it was.

I’ve been watching ships in Miami and Cape Canaveral come in, drop their passenger, stock up on provisions, and then leave empty. Many, many, cruise passengers have been dropped hoping to get flights home, amid mass hysteria …

Cruise ships already at sea, I checked the list on the AIS ship location programs, are scattered all over the Western Caribbean, Grand Cayman, and Cozumel.

Ships are gathered in a kind of rallying point, until the danger passes on the Eastern Side of the Caribbean and all ports in Florida. Ships that returned to Miami and Port Canaveral today and through tomorrow, will off load passengers, then leave to find some place safe at sea, as far from danger as is humanly possible.

You can’t leave a cruise ship in a port that is going to close and hope it can ride out the storm AT Dock.

A ship is safer at sea, as far from a storm as is possible, until the cruise lines call them back into service, and the ports reopen after the storm passes. Cruise ports in Florida will close on Friday night until Irma passes.

Pray …

When Andrew hit Miami some 25 years ago, we boarded up south Miami and trekked to Ft. Lauderdale to ride out the storm. Thankfully, Andrew had tracked South and destroyed all points south of the Miami Airport well into Homestead city proper.

I remember driving south along the coast, and there were huge boats and ferries scattered like play toys, in the middle of streets along the coast. That is exactly what I saw this morning in photographs online. Helicopters toured St.Maarten where the island was destroyed, AGAIN.

The Islands of the Caribbean go through this build – destruction – rebuild series, over and over. Many a year ago, I was on the S.S. Norway, before her demise. And on St. Maarten, I was on a bus tour of the island. As the tour ended, the guides and drivers begged us for money, because a hurricane has gone over the island, which was being rebuilt after being BANGED by a storm earlier in the year.

Many Islands are devastated. Cruise lines are going to have to seriously reconsider where they go after Irma does her damnedest. The sparkling clean and pleasant islands to visit, are going to be in rebuild mode for a very long time.

World governments who OWN foreign territory in the islands are going to have to spend money Hand over Fist, to rebuild them.

Sadly, Irma is on her trek to Florida and Jose is running right up behind her. And for some, it is going to be a Double Hit storm season, only making a bad situation, much, much worse.

Pray …

Tonight, I took a trek into another part of the city, to visit old friends I had not seen in a very long time. I went to a meeting I call, “The Salt of the Earth”kind of meeting.

I need some grounding, and I need to be with people who I can sit with, without judgment and derision. After the meeting an old friend of mine followed me out and we talked for a while, waiting for the bus to arrive.

I told her hat was on my mind. She was surprised to say the least.

It is not difficult to hop on the metro a few stops away and walk a few blocks. This trip is entirely manageable in the Winter as well. This might be my meeting for the next little while.

They have good coffee …

Now we wait to see who lives and who dies in Florida. And we also wait to see just what Irma has in store for the state of Florida.

Shit is going to get real, really fast over the next few days.

Pray …