Courage Under Fire

In November of 2000 We The American People had the presidential vote stolen, yet other than awaiting the long drawn out count and hanging chads, we did not revolt or charge the streets of our capitols.  Why didn’t we?  I’ll tell you, we were scared.  And for eight very long and financially declining years, that we wouldn’t understand until late last year, we were a country held hostage.  We experienced terrorism from our own highest government officials.  How scary is that!  When you are too frightened to stand up because you wouldn’t want to go missing in the night.

This month we see the same thing happening in Iran and the people there are more willing to stand up and tell whoever is wants to listen that their country’s votes are being stolen.  I believe them.  They are standing up and shouting and even protesting peacefully.  We should not turn our eyes away but continue to discuss this and gain others attention.  Whatever we as a cyber community can do we must try.  These people are being punished for no reason and being killed, maimed and imprisoned.

Let the world take notice and expound and lend their voices to free the Iranian people.  Let their true leader take his rightful office.  The people have spoken but their votes were stolen.  Stop oppressing the Iranian people.

Enchanting Places

~ Bounty ~, originally uploaded by ~ paddypix ~.

Today I am celebrating PaddyPix from Liverpool, England. This is just the place I would love to visit and walk barefoot across the rocks. The colors are ones that make me respond to their luxuriousness and vibratory hues. They make my heart sing and my lips curve into a smile. We are so fortunate to have the ability to snap a photograph, upload it and have someone thousands of miles away share in the beauty.

How in the olden days did one ever convincingly convey their surroundings to another who would weeks or perhaps months later read the words written in conversational tones? For instance if the author of this photograph needed to tell me where they had been walking this morning would I have been able to see the landscape in my minds eye? Oh how lucky we are.

When I was a young girl I was always exploring the neighborhood and climbing trees to survey things from up high. I travelled all around by bicycle or waking. Much of the time I would be alone … unafraid. Mind you I was always watchful but it was a different time. Were I a child today a part of me would be untouched and dead because I would not be allowed to go off on my own to wander for hours. In those days you waved good-bye and returned before dinnertime hot, dusty and a bit dirty from the days excursions. We didn’t have to say where we were going most of the time because a bit later we would be off on another adventure. Those were the days.

Once when I lived in Miami, Florida there was a horse being kept behind a fence in an industrial type of area. The ride on my bike only took six or seven minutes and it was located just beyond the neighboring streets. I would ride over and the pony would meander over to me to place her nose against the chain link. Her warm breath blew across my small hands and she allowed me to coo and gently run my fingers across her muzzle. She had beautiful brown eyes with long black lashes. Her long blond tail flicked back and forth to keep flies from landing upon her. We visited a few times and the last time I saw her she actually nickered a sweet high pitched sound and then she ran toward me to share in our communion of friendship. No computer or game boy could ever compare to that.

I also used to end up near creeks and streams because I was lulled into a peaceful union with Mother Earth and the beautiful vibrations she gives to all who will listen. I do so appreciate beauty and feeling at one with life. Life should be a celebration.

Farewell Ed, Farrah and Michael

We grew up with you and we pray you all into the next faze of (after)life.  May your journey be one filled with happiness and great joy.  We want to thank you for all of the selfless talents you shared with us and hope to see you when it is our time to go forward.

May God bless you and comfort your loved ones.

“I’m In A New York State Of Mind”

Statue of Liberty…I did not take this photo, originally uploaded by Theresa111.

One day soon I am going to win a huge Jackpot, Lotto, Sweepstakes, PCH … and I know you have played this game before of, “What would I do if I won?” I know precisely what I would do.

First I would pay any taxes and then I would tithe 20% of the gross amount. I would divvy up the 20% to help as many people, organizations and my church as possible. Afterward I would look into H2O stock so I would be able to have a vote to help those who need clean water, to be able to have access to it.

Following this I would devise a way to help the polar bears on their oceanic swims. I almost have this figured out, too.

Pay off all bills, help my family and deserving friends and put a nest egg aside for a rainy day.

I would then purchase the house I resided in on Nicholas Street and completely renovate it. It has the most amazing front porch view of Manhattan. Then I would travel all over the UK to pick out a place to call home.

Whenever I look at New York City or The Statue of Liberty, my heart actually aches to be there. I had an excellent childhood and I cherish my memories.

A Face To Love

Besides the GEICO Gecko, Mr. Freebie has an enchanting face and one for which I have become completely besotted.  It doesn’t take much for me you see.  Another pretty face, a jaunty strut or an irresistible Australian accent and I am hooked.  I have repeatedly informed Mr. Hall that were the adorable green gecko to arrive at our door I would immediately run away with him.  I would break my marriage vows for the gecko.  Imagine!

Pawn Shop Annah

Wedding Ring, Gold Ring, Engagement Ring With Solitaire Ring, Diamond jewelry, originally uploaded by ringshut2009.

Pawn Shop Annah

It was early in the day
When I walked into the store
Merchandise was everywhere
A man sat behind the cage bars
So I just moseyed forward
My hand deep inside my jeans
I was holding hard onto
A little piece of my past

The man looked up
And watched me as I approached
He looked me over good
And he smiled his slow grin
Crooked shifty and sly
Because he knew
I needed to make a deal

I’m Pawn Shop Annah
But you shouldn’t judge me
‘Cause I’m just doing
What comes natural to me
Handing over bits and pieces
Of my heart and soul

I showed him what
I was hiding in my pocket
The shine from a ring
That I hadn’t worn in such
A long – long time
But memories came flooding back
To fill my eyes with unshed tears

He could tell he had me
And meanly cut the price
Just to see if I’d beg
To get more cash
So I could get what I needed
Even though I wanted out of his place
I held my head high and didn’t give in

I’m Pawn Shop Annah
But you shouldn’t judge me
‘Cause I’m just doing
What comes natural to me
Handing over bits and pieces
Of my heart and soul

… Selling bits and pieces
Of my poor heart and soul … A little bit at a time …

Original Song Lyrics by Theresa H. Hall
Copyright 2009
Do Not Use Or Duplicate

Note*  I have changed the title to Annah as I have a family member by the other name but there was no relation to my song lyrics.  FYI *

A Book Recommendation

I just finished a novel my sister insisted I check out from my local library.  The library is one of the largest state of the art facilities that I have ever seen.  After filling out my paperwork for my new card we discovered the first book, and then the newest book in the series written by, Kathleen McGowan.

The first of what I believe is to be a trilogy is titled, “The Expected One.” It is full of biblical history and many of the heroine’s own visions.  I found it hard to put down and literally zoomed through it.  Last night I began the second book which is titled, “The Book of Love.” It takes up with characters from the first book and reading them together makes it easier to keep the story fresh in my mind.  There seems to be a lot of worthwhile information and even I could feel that many of the points rang true deep within my own spirit.  There are words spoken which I have known since I was a young child.  A strong sense of knowing … even when the teachers never taught these truths.

I highly suggest giving this author and her books a read.  She kept me turning the pages and wanting more.  Kind of like excellent French Pastries … each bite keeps you wanting more.  Did I say that much of the story takes place in France?

I Adore Hubble … Too!

 

I adore Hubble, originally uploaded by Nanci.

When I see places like these I want to reach out an touch it. We are cruising the universe on a lovely earth craft.