“I have lived through it but it has not been easy.
The autopsy was similar when Dr. Baden used the
same words as in Michael’s report. I couldn’t help
but break to pieces. If we had cameras and smart
phones back then, the cover-up would not have been
possible. Truth crushed to the ground always rises!
STAY SAFE. GOD BLESS YOU.”
WHAT WILL 2021 BE LIKE
I am looking forward to my daughter’s graduation from High School and preparing for college, her first choice is Howard University.
I am looking forward to taking a vacation. I want to visit Panama, Sweden and Denmark, this vacation has been postpone because of the Corona Virus Pandemic.
I’m looking forward to getting a male companion that I could have fun with and perhaps travel with. He must be younger than me and healthy, because he must be able to KEEP UP. (This I will have to do a lot of heavy, heavy praying.)
I am looking forward to a brighter year of endless possibilities.
WHAT DOES FOOD DO FOR THE SOUL
Tomorrow I am travelling to Guilford Conn. to take my child back to school. Earlier this year my daughter introduced me to a Soul Food Restaurant called Sandra’s Next Generations in New Haven Conn. My family is from the South and I have been exposed to real good Southern Food. I can not cook that well,, but I enjoy soul food (comfort food) for example fried chicken, candy sweet potatoes, collard greens, cabbage, baked macaroni, potato salad, (chattering as a delicacy) and catfish.
I am a very picky eater, if I found a restaurant that sells good southern food I am in heaven. Thanks to my granddaughter she found a soul food restaurant in New Haven Conn.
I decided to go straight to Sandra’s restaurant. This restaurant is a take out only, You can pre-order and pick up and go. I must say this food is so good, I thought about finding a hotel to spend the night so I could buy more food the next day. On Friday I had made arrangements with my cousin who lives in New Haven Conn. to spend the night. The plan will be Friday night dinner, Saturday lunch from Sandra’s Restaurant. I can’t wait. Finger licking good food, So good.
What does food do for the Soul you ask? It awakens every fiber of your being and sends a message throughout your body saying I am alive and well and enjoying the nourishments I am receiving, making all the moving parts of my body to keep moving.
Unanswered Disturbing Questions
My mind goes to wandering about the pandemic situation. I am clearly upset about the number of people affected by or died from COVID19 in the US and all over the globe. I profoundly would like to believe that these facts were not true. I want to keep my thoughts positive, realistic, and feel hopeful. I intend to keep my focus on the possibility that the American people would do everything possible in order to protect themselves from this immensely dangerous virus.
Another two memories pass through my mind at lightning speed. I imagine that these memorable and difficult moments, during which I felt horribly shocked, somewhat paralyzed by disbelief, will remain in my system for a long, long time. The first incident happened when the US president was allowed to publicly declare that COVID19 is not serious and will go away by Easter. The second breathtaking moment was when this same president encouraged the nation - close to 330 million Americans - to go on with their lives without safety measures, no masks, etc. I acknowledge the fact that I was traumatized by these events, a fact true for myself and for my fellow people.
I work nonstop, daily, if not hourly to keep my thoughts positive. I want to stay away from blaming any one person for misleading millions of people. I understand that it’s a much more complex phenomena. Still, millions lost touch with reality in response to these and many other politically motivated statements in the past, resulted despair, fear, more fear, trauma, more trauma, confusion, more confusion, avoidance of common sense, hardening and darkening hearts of many, leading to infections inevitably, more disease and more loss of lives in the USA and unfortunately in many other societies on the globe.
What's on my mind today is that everyone is taking away the freedom of choice to vote for whomever you want to elect for your next president. Oftentimes I am not happy with whoever gets elected, but I do not protest or threaten anyone. We have to accept the people's choice whether good or bad and hope that whoever is elected will do the best for our country. We did our job as far as voting, so we just have to deal with the outcome.
I had once worked for the Board of Elections when I was 18 years old. My friend's father had gotten us the job and needles to say, it was a long day, but it did pay very well. My detail was to hold the curtain open for the next person who was going to vote. It was a lot of fun and I was working with all of my friends. Now you notice how times have changed as far as the polls. The machines are all different now, and may I say, the polls are now more advanced and updated from the 1970's.
The list of worries that I have is if President Trump is re-elected. Which I doubt very much that this is going to happen. But four years ago, I thought the same thing, and he was elected. I know if this does happen, there will be violence in the streets.
A list of things that are calming for me is to watch a nice movie. Take a walk and enjoy the fresh air. I love to walk. The other day I met my friends and we went to the South Street Seaport and walked along the Seaport and we covered the whole strip overlooking the water. The water is very calming for me. I love to watch the waves and to hear the seagulls. We then went to lunch and I had a tasty fish and chips lunch and one drink. It was a nice way to spend an afternoon with friends.
Yesterday I went to the supermarket. On Wednesdays it is Senior Discount Day and I saved almost $12.00. I make sure that when I have a big shopping to do, I wait until the Senior Discount Day at my supermarket. In any event, I met one of my neighbors and we briefly discussed the election while I was waiting for the meat department to bring out a little Butterball turkey. Well he brought out a frozen turkey that was marked fresh turkey and to be sold and used by November 11, 2020. Needless to say, I told my neighbor this was probably in the freezer since last year. So I gently put the turkey back on the shelf along with the other meat and continued my shopping.
I feel that 2021 will be a great year. Since 2020 was a terrible year and we all suffered from the pandemic, violence, crime and race problems. Hopefully, the vaccine will be out for all to take, and we will have peace and equality for all. We will be able to have peace in the streets. We are all God's children, we have to love one another and treat each other with trust and respect. Life is short and while we are here on earth, we have to enjoy every moment that we have.
SOMEONE I LOOKED UP TO
My mother was good at making new friends and keeping her old friends. One friend she never lost touch with was her childhood best friend Viddie. They were both beautiful. There are pictures of them that they took at Murphy’s photo booth posing together and alone. Viddie married and moved to Philadelphia, but they constantly wrote letters to each other, sharing news about their growing families. Viddie visited Pittsburgh often as her husband had family ties there.
I guess I admired Viddie and looked up to her because she always gave my mother wise counsel, after my father died. “Now Earlene” she would begin her sentence when she thought my mother was misguided about something. She did it in such a gentle firm way. I guess it’s what they call an iron hand in a velvet glove. She could also be very playful. One summer members from both families went to Asbury Park in New Jersey. My mother and Viddie were like teenage girls again, giggling and laughing. I remember them wadding into the water with their hands slightly pulling their dresses upward. My mother and Viddie never wore pants. We all enjoyed ourselves. But what I enjoyed most was watching my mother and Viddie laughing and enjoying themselves.
I think of their friendship often. Both have since passed; Viddie first and then my mother. I don’t know what that feeling is like to have someone so close to share all the highs and lows of your life: the births, the illnesses, the deaths, the business of living a full life.
But, I do know how much I admired Viddie. She laughed easily, she was wise, and she had a kind heart. She loved and cared about my mother all those years. I guess that’s what made her so admirable and so special to me.
WHAT I MISS ABOUT THE PITTSBURGH ELECTION SEASON
This is the election year for the President, for Senators, for Congressional representatives, for judges and local representatives.
In Pittsburgh, during an election year you know there is an election coming up. You can’t escape knowing about it. There are posters on polls, lawn signs, banners, bumper stickers, T shirts, and buttons everywhere. People proudly display their choice, inviting conversation or derision.
Red, white and blue dominated the landscape. On a corner where there is a vacant lot, the party or candidate fill the space with their signs.
It’s exciting because it’s so American to voice you choice loud and clear without fear of retaliation. I used to wear my choice of candidate’s button, on my jacket or coat everywhere I went.
Living in Brooklyn, I miss seeing all the signs, the outward displays of choice. With all the high rises here in Brooklyn, it’s almost impossible to replicate this atmosphere. But no-one wears even buttons to proudly display your choice. Everyone talks about their choices. You know, but you don’t see the evidence of it with T-Shirts, buttons, stickers or hats.
It’s a different feel that I’ve become accustomed to. But, I still miss being visually surrounded with red, white and blue manifestations of choice.
This past week I celebrated in ft Greene Park the BidenHarris victory;
i managed to get my teeth cleaned way behind schedule
then donated some items to charity.
learning to cook Bok choy - really easy task;
went to finally get a haircut!
funny how hair love can change your outlook
a new do can revitalize you. It was a good investment.
today i am going for tests in Ny Hospital and
scheming on how to get my life back on track
met a friend for dinner.
Had dinner with my grandson . He is 21 and very cautious. I was pleased to have him dine out with me. It is something we used to do. something we used to do often.
Saturday i was on my way to the Market when people began to cheer.
i said to a neighbor it is over!
we agreed it had been the longest Tuesday ever!
I thought God did not abandon us! Yet there is hope.
I have stopped looking for other places to live. When I thought things were not going to go well; I began to research moving out of the US. I think now I understand the plight of others who immigrate here because they are living in fear in their own country. i was preparing myself emotionally to depart for a new environment.
List of Blessings: Life, Family, Shelter, Love, Endurance to stand your ground🤝always having spiritual vibes within
Where was I when I heard I remember my sister and I was shopping in Brooklyn, New York. My mom allowed my sister to shop for the family on Easter buying all sorts of new clothing for Easter Sunday Mass. Buying all the ingredients for the big straw Easter Basket for the 8 of us. That was so much fun. I was a little kid hanging with my big sister and friends. All of a sudden people was crying, talking and yelling something out but it was not clear. Police car rode down the street with their sirens ringing. Something was happening so they found out President Robert F. Kennedy was dead. Shot. I was a little kid. My sister holding my hand walking so fast with me we stopping on Pitkin Ave it really was a shock and a big deal to everyone 1963.
Where I was when I heard that the new president and vice president were elected, I was in my kitchen. I was switching channels between CNN and NY1. When I actually heard the news, I had NY1 on. I was so happy and excited that we are going to finally have someone who is an honest, religious man, as well as the vice president who knows exactly what she is doing.
What's on my mind today, as well as ever since Election Day, is that since our new president was elected, as well as our new vice president, there has been peace and less violence in the streets. When I was watching television and they showed Times Square after the president elect and vice president elect were elected, it looked like New Year's Eve. Everyone was happy and dancing in the streets, as well as all the other boros. Plus, the foreign countries were also celebrating. This is what we need is peace, and not only in the United States, but between all of the countries around the world. Right now, the two main concerns I have is first to get a vaccine for the corona virus and then to have peace in the world.
The list of blessings that I have is first that I have God in my life. Because without God in your life, you do not have anything. then I thank God for my family and friends, and I also thank God for protecting us from the virus, and a roof over our heads, and food to eat, plus I thank God for all of our health. With all of this, I am truly blessed, thank God.
The list of things that I did this week, and everyday is basically the same thing that I read from Dr. Amen. He was giving advice on how to stay happy. He mentioned reading, socializing by telephone, or on Zoom, laughing, watching a good movie. This is what I have always done. So I can relate to exactly what Dr. Amen was saying. You have to keep yourself happy and stimulated.
The sound of rustling leaves always brings to mind that the fall is here. I love the changing colors of the leaves, as they start to fall off the trees. The sound you hear when walking on the leaves is a nice sound, and as you watch the different colors flying around on a windy day.
The way I will celebrate Thanksgiving this year is still not decided by me, ever since I heard the new mandated requirement of having only ten people gather indoors. I usually go to my twin brother's sister-in-law's house and she usually has about thirty guests. I am hoping that if the weather is nice, and since she has a lot of land in the front of her house, that perhaps we can celebrate outdoors, But as far as right now, we have to wait to find out what the weather will be like on Thanksgiving or if all else fails, I will get up early, take a nice shower and get into my nice clean pajamas and watch the virtual Thanksgiving parade. I always tape the parade when I am out on the holiday. But if I am home I will watch it live. Also, I always make a little Butterball turkey, whether or not I am going out for the holiday. So If all else fails, and I am home, after the parade, I will have my little Butterball turkey, stuffing, cranberry sauce, vegetables, along with my brown gravy. I will make the best of the holiday, no matter what!
I was astonished to see Joe Biden jog down a runway to the podium before giving his first speech as the President-Elect on Saturday night. Nevertheless, since this is such a youth motivated culture, he was probably advised by members of his transition team that jogging would make him appear to be younger and more physically fit than others of the same chronological age. Actually, jogging down the runway made him look like a game show contestant on a television program who was on the verge of winning the grand prize after guessing what was behind door number one. I personally felt that this was a demeaning media stunt for an elder statesman who brings the knowledge of more than 50 years of on the job public service work experience to the position of President of the United States. Also, he is a human being who has overcome personal challenges which include the loss of a wife, two children; in addition to, his own battle with a life threatening physical health crisis. This makes him a real-live role model who is able to provide words of comfort and understanding to ‘the sense of loss’ experienced by many Americans during this COVID-19 Pandemic.
I remember when my high school history teacher asked me to write an essay on the question of which factor makes the most significant contribution to an historical event, the individual or the environmental conditions? At age 16, I thought environmental conditions were responsible for placing individuals into leadership roles. I now know that there is a predetermined, sacred relationship associated with a person like Joe Biden and a ‘unprecedented’ historical event which is guided by a universal principle of providing us with “the right man or woman for the right time in our history.”
WHERE WAS I WHEN I HEARD
Where was I when I heard that Joe Biden had enough electoral votes to win the election for President of the United States?
Well, I was lying across my bed on a Saturday morning when I heard a loud male voice shouting and clapping his hands from the street outside my window. “We did it, we finally got this M….. F….. out of here!” I then heard a burst of spontaneous cheers from open windows and people on the street. I jumped off the bed and went out to my terrace to join in the celebration. One woman was screaming, “it is finally over!” I breathed a sigh of relief releasing the reign of oppression generated by the Trump Administration over the last four years.
In February of this year, the Myrtle Ave Brooklyn Partnership hosted a Book Party for Maria’s writing group. Some of the writers were on the panel to talk about their life in Brooklyn. I cajoled my young nephew, Anton and his wife Joia to come. They knew it was going to be all about seniors and the history of their lives, so I don’t think that excited them. Anyway my nephew, Anton did come that Saturday afternoon. He acknowledged to me later that he was surprised at how much he enjoyed the presentations and the stories. Overall he was pretty impressed with us as group. We weren’t “old fogies”, we were women “about something”, as they used to say.
He got to meet my writing teacher, Maria, and told her how impressed he was at the quality of her book, As Told. He wanted to write a book on his grandmother. He and his family have since completed the book about his grandmother. I have not seen it yet, but I heard it was awesome with all the pictures and anecdotal stories from all the family members.
Last week when he had the afternoon off, he called and invited me to lunch. We went to the Mexican restaurant, Los Pollitos, on Myrtle Ave. We sat in the outdoor eating area they had specially set up. It was so nice. I had wanted to go there for weeks. We had a wonderful time. He asked about my writing group and how everyone was doing.
I was so impressed that my group had made such a favorable impression on him. It was good to show him that I had a life and belonged to a writing group with women that were still vibrant and alert.
LIST OF BLESSINGS
I’m blessed to have experienced 82 years on earth, with no major ailments, have complete functions of all my limbs, and have a sound mind and body.
I’m blessed to have raised three children, my son and two grandchildren.
I’m blessed to still have my sister and her children around me, also two cousins that I am close with, that love me. I love them.
I’m blessed to have good friends that really care about me.
I’m blessed to be part of an inspiring writing group where we write about out thought and concerns, which is freeing and therapeutic.
I’m blessed to have a writing instructor that shares her knowledge and expertise to guide Seniors into a new experiences, a new occupation, descriptive writers.
I’m blessed to wake up every morning and give God thanks for waking me up to experience his miracles. Breathing, change of seasons, day, night, people, animals. Everything God has created.
WHAT’S ON MY MIND
I am so thankful the Presidential Election is over. So many people that voted were first time voters both young and old. People from all over these United States realized the importance of this election they are tired of the racism, and a lack of leadership.
Now we have Joe Biden, President Elect and Kamala Harris, she is the first women, the first Black, and the first Asian to be the Vice President of these United States.
I truly believe that our Lord and Savior would deliver us from Evil. I do believe in the power of prayer. I believe our Lord can make a way out of no way.
We must continue to pray because #45 is going to try to create more destruction before he leaves the White House.
With all the blessings that have been bestowed on us thus far and with God’s Grace, on January 20, 2021 Joe Biden will be sworn in as the 46th President of the United States of America.
HOW WILL I CELEBRATE THE HOLIDAYS THIS YEAR
The next holiday schedule on this calendar year is Thanksgiving. I celebrate thanksgiving every year with my sister.
Due to the Corona Virus Covid-19 my sister has been practicing safety measures, there will only be 10 people invited to her house, just family. We will be masked and have hand sanitizer at the door and no one will enter without a mask. The plan is everyone will keep their masks on except when they eat and we will have one person serving, everyone is willing to be in compliance.
This year will be different understandability but we plan to have a great time in spite of Covid-19.
Christmas is a big deal in my house, one because I was born on Christmas Eve. I too have a Christmas dinner with my family, and celebrate my birth. The same people that attend my sisters home will attend my home.
Every year I have a grab bag, the reason for that, so I do not have to purchase a present for everyone that enters my home. I believe at Christmas everyone should have a present under the tree.
Last year I mixed it up, the grab bag, at least they blame me for getting it wrong. One person did not get a gift because the person that pulled her name was extremely late coming to my house. So she did not get a gift at the time we were exchanging gifts. So I had to go shopping in my closet and give her a gift. When the late person arrived he gave her, her gift, she ended up with two gifts. We had a lot of fun, especially poking fun at me for not getting it right.
My family warned me not to screw it up again this year, as we will have another grab bag, no one is willing to take on the task. Hopefully it will not happen again, if it does I always have a back up plan, shopping in my closet.
What’s on my mind today, November 12, 2020
THE BROKEN OVEN
I found myself wondering if it was safe at all to fix my oven yesterday, letting a repairman into my apartment. Part of me questions if I could have continued cooking without a working oven because I easily managed preparing meals without any difficulty since March 2020. Another part of me feels confident that we both did the maximum possible safety precautions before, during, and after his visit. So, I want to stay positive about it.
I am thankful for being reasonably safe in my neighborhood. I am also grateful for the relatively low number of COVID cases in my family and friends’ zip codes. I feel relieved that the number of cases reduced recently at more hotspots locations in Brooklyn. Although my thoughts take me to Hungary where the number of COVID cases ravaging wildly, similarly to our neighbor Austria, Maria’s home of origin, still gratitude is swiping through me as I recall that one of my niece successfully recovered from COVID19 just a couple of weeks ago.
BRIGHT LIGHT, BREATHTAKING FRESH AIR, HOPE
I recall suddenly last Saturday. It was a beautifully sunny fall day, November 7, 2020, few minutes before noon. There was the burst of an incredibly powerful gratitude for and feeling deeply humbled by Joe Biden and Kamala Harris’ victory of the presidential election. It is a privilege for being part of this moment, a transition from a 4-year long madness to a crisp air of articulation, civil voices, and basic human values I share. I am grateful for the experience of witnessing the rupture of ecstatic scream of young women just around my corner, competing with cars honking, circling suddenly around our block following the moment of news announcements.
I wanted nothing more than to be part of this unparalleled collective joy, freedom, and ecstasy, genuine and true, more than only witnessing it through my windows. I started walking around my neighborhood and some time later ended up at Vanderbilt Ave at the corner of Bergen Street. There, the air took me off guard. It was not that pure, visceral sensation of fresh oxygen I literally breathed in following the news of the democratic presidential victory. I was breathing in alcohol through my mask. Blocks of Vanderbilt Ave were closed off from cars, filled with small and large groups of people all over everywhere, standing, sitting, some on beach chairs or blankets or straight on the pavement, children drawing on the road, others walking and biking, What a peaceful, joyful celebration I became a part of! Still, I decided to escape as soon as possible for feeling extra protective of my safety, my own health in such an intensely charged environment. I felt confident to return home, still energized my safety zone.
I want to be hopeful that this presidential transition will be and can be secure. I want to believe that the shift between leaderships could happen without loss of lives and with decency; opening doors wide to begin the repair of universal wounds occurred on our values. I admit that I fantasize that state-of-the-art security resources are still accessible in this country to protect the safety of its people, surviving the madness of incited violent emotions. The eyes of the world are on us.
Bright Light, Breathtaking Fresh Air, Hope… next day, early morning on November 8, 2020, peaceful view from Brooklyn Bridge Park
REVIVING MY SPIRIT
Since March 2020 Covid-19 has occupied my mind. It’s constantly in the news, my building continually sends directives that we must follow to remain safe. Now that we have this second wave as predicted, I refuse to do what I did during the first wave. I listened to Governor Cuomo everyday telling me to stay sheltered in place, which meant alone in my apartment. As a consequence, I went out of my apartment only to go to the Walgreens pharmacy, the bank and Key Food grocery store. This was about eight trips in the three months. Everywhere, there were lines.
I talked to no one. People were dangerous. Anyone could possibly be a potential killer. I would wave at a neighbor or say “Good to see you”, while staying six feet away. I was safe, but the consequences for me being isolated for three months, basically talking to no one and having the feeling that I could die any day, eventually made me very sick. Not from Covid-19, but because of it. I became severely anemic and ended up in the hospital for a week. At the time my doctor discovered my anemia, I was in the process of making adjustments to my lifestyle by expanding my circle of contacts. It was helping me to restore my well being. As my brother reminded me, humans are social beings that crave and need human contact.
Now with this second wave, I refuse to shelter in place. I had an appointment with my podiatrist in Brooklyn Heights on Tuesday so I decided to stretch out my afternoon instead of immediately returning home. After my appointment, I stopped in the local Rite Aid store to purchase some cosmetics, which I will start using everyday. I planned to walk from Court Street down Fulton Street to Flatbush Ave to Juniors restaurant to get their half price pastries. On the way I stopped at a fruit stand and got some strawberries, a pineapple, a cantaloupe and an avocado. Then at the next stand I got a battery for one of my watches.
I continued strolling down Fulton street until I saw a Sabrett's Hot Dog wagon. I couldn’t resist. I ordered one with mustard and sauerkraut. I ate it standing on the
sidewalk. It tasted especially good since I haven’t had one in over a year. Further along Fulton Street, I was surprised to see so many stores that were boarded up and closed for good on this main thoroughfare of downtown Brooklyn. It has been almost a year since I’ve walked down this street. Then to my surprise the McDonald’s next to Macy’s had closed, as well as the CenturyThree Mall across the street.
Fortunately, one of my favorite stores was still open - T. J. Maxx. I happily went in and found a bustling crowd of shoppers. I truly felt alive. It has been over a year since I’ve shopped inside a store.
Then I made my way to Juniors. When I got there I saw a lady dining alone at one of the tables. I purchased my apricot pastry and chocolate croissant and decided to go inside the dining room, too. My first experience eating inside a restaurant since March when my writing teacher, Maria, invited some students to lunch. I felt like a whole person again, doing activities that used to be commonplace and normal.
I had made a conscious decision to experience life that day, because my Thanksgiving was not what I had hoped for. I wanted so much to be with my family in Pittsburgh, in particular, my brother Rod and my sister Marilyn. But there was no way I could. I won’t fly. I won’t sit on an enclosed bus for eight hours, and I won’t drive that distance alone. So I tried to make the best of my situation. For the first time in years I didn’t watch the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day parade. For me that was a tell tale sign that something was seriously wrong. I could feel myself slipping into a mild depression.
A neighbor had stopped by and my face must have signaled my mood because she said “Are you all right?” “No” I said. “I’m not all right. I’m stuck here in Brooklyn. I can’t fly anywhere. I can’t take a bus anywhere. No I’m not all right.”
“Well if you want to talk give me a call,” she said.
A couple hours later when I played that conversation over in my mind, I also heard the words, “Physician Heal Thy Self”. I immediately stopped feeling sorry for myself. I thought of all the things that needed to be done in my apartment. I started cleaning and sorting through my clothes. I made an appointment with my podiatrist. That’s when I decided to do something after my appointment. It turned out to be one of my best decisions.
I enjoyed the Fresh Air.
I enjoyed walking.
I enjoyed seeing and talking to people in the shops and on the street.
I enjoyed being helped and escorted across the street by a young man
carrying Eucalypts branches that he had bought at the Farmer’s
market a couple blocks away.
I was grateful to be alive to celebrate this day and enjoy all of God’s Blessings.
Going forward with my life, I plan to get out of my apartment and my neighborhood at least once a week. I will add to my list of survival tips. “Walk and Get Fresh Air”. In addition to making me feel better, it helped me get a good night's sleep.
WHAT’S ON MY MIND TODAY, DECEMBER 3, 2020
I was thinking about our upcoming writing class as I lay on the couch for a brief relaxation at 10:00 am. I noticed a sense of blankness in my mind, waiting leisurely until the class begins. I wondered about my body to get ready for our two-hour long writing session. I contemplated the word writing and the meaning of the word. I was visioning that a word functions like a little sticker placed on thoughts or rather onto a tiny flicker of a budding thought signaling an emerging concept in the mind. Words are attached to feelings and body sensations in myriad ways as well. Words belong to the individual the exact same way as they belong to every being, creating an invisible matrix of ever changing connections.
I was wondering what writing is, then I thought of it as a precious gift on its own right. It’s a magical activity in which the vast majority of humans engage these days. I admire those writers who are capable of creating a completely beautiful story never heard of by grabbing words out of an immense bag of vocabulary, through reflecting spirits, minds, feelings, bodies, and fantasies. Writings of any kind have given me tremendous joy, excitement, knowledge, growth, and health, each time deepened my relationship to myself and to the world in a unique way. I feel gratitude for the writers who accompanied my life journey. I am especially grateful for our writing class with Maria and my classmates. It is a calm, safe, full of rituals and joyful space! I confidently sit down in front of a blank sheet of paper, relaxed, with a clear mind with enough eagerness to dive into the vastness of unknown possibilities. I like this moment of suspension while the group is browsing the list of props Maria thoughtfully prepared for us. I stay non-committed for a while, intentionally stretching the time for ideas emerge freely, openly, on their own pace, single mindedly focusing on the words. Then they seamlessly begin to guide my writing.
THE BEST OUTING SINCE COVID
I have been in isolation since March, only leaving my home for daily walks. The shock of life in danger accompanied by the unstoppable and dark shrieking of ambulance cars swept me away, a tsunami frozen in time. Every moment of traveling by car heading for miles away from the safety of my peaceful home felt overwhelmingly traumatizing when my ex-husband and my son took me to the ocean in mid-July for which they have been patiently waiting for. The wind was blowing into my face from all four windows in the car. The physical proximity of them sitting with their masks in front of me and the bright sun on the clear blue sky both advocated for pushing my fright to the back of my mind. By the time we arrived to Far Rockaway I had slightly more confidence in my ability to handle the constant presence of vicious uncertainty if we all would be safe, remain healthy, and survive this adventure.
We placed our separate beach towels in a triangular shape at least 9-10 feet apart on the sandy slope. The wind was blowing especially hard on that Friday afternoon, burying our towels and belongings mercilessly. Stuffing our eyes longing to take in the exquisite beauty of the ocean view and our mouths hungry to talk or eat our delicious sandwiches. We had to either shout or stay quiet for our ears being muffled by the uncompromisingly forceful sound of sand blown around us. The ocean was as helpless as we were, luckily holding down its waves calmly right at our beach but slowly darkening its shades, wisely listening to a grand overture of a fuzzy summer afternoon. Everything appeared to be surreal, the ocean, the wide horizon, as if a surrealist collage. I still sensed this world so much loved all my life, being more than familiar to me. Still, it felt completely temporary, awkward, dream like. Time felt suspended. Swimming in the water back and forth - for a long time I think - felt like a visit in a place dearly loved but temporary. The walk alongside the ocean remained ambiguous as my legs took me dutifully on my favorite spot on the beach: strolling right where the ocean and its shore meet, stopping here and there to savor the moment of standing on the edge, feeling the wet sand underneath my bare foot and falling in love with the sun all over on my skin.
The memory of this afternoon holds the three of us together lounging on our towels, turning towards each other, trying to connect against the forces of nature, in a weightless, suspended-in-time snapshot at the Rockaways. I am truly grateful that my ex-husband and my son showed up at my door that day. I never would forget my son’s encouraging beautiful warm blue eyes fixed on me, waiting patiently until I found my courage to be treated for my birthday by this outing.
The first thing for me in December is to celebrate my birthday
then my mother and two brothers have birthdays this month
The actual day is tenth but I am accepting early and belated good wishes
I am learning to be less judgmental and show myself love and forgiveness
the way I am loving and kind with others.
I am always harder on myself than I am with others
My best outing since the pandemic;
one summer day I was taken onto a music outing
on a bed stuy block to
neighbors only kids playing on sidewalks
no cars no crowds
just sounds of a late summer night in Brooklyn
it was magical
the band was great!
The list of things to do in December is of course, prepare myself for Christmas. Although it will be different this year since the pandemic hit us. But you have to make the best of what you have here and now. With that being said, I already put up my Christmas tree, Christmas hand towels, Christmas dish towels and matching pot holders, plus I have a lot of Christmas statutes all around. We all need some cheering up during the holidays, especially this year. On occasion, I play and sing Christmas songs. I love to watch all of the Christmas shows. What I did do since no one can visit you due to the pandemic is, I sent pictures of my Christmas decorations on Facebook and I also showed my decorations on FaceTime. My Christmas shopping is all done. I have to start writing my Christmas cards, and in my freezer I have my Premium Butterball turkey. So at this point in time, all I have to do is cook my Christmas dinner on Christmas day. Plus, my twin brother and sister-in-law and I will visit my mom and dad at the cemetery and bring them flowers or perhaps a small Christmas tree.
The list of things that I am grateful for in 2020, is that we are alive and well, thank God. So, we have to continue to be safe and follow all of the necessary protocols. Also, I am happy to hear that by December 15, 2020, a vaccine will be coming out. It does give you some relief to know that help is on it's way.
My Thanksgiving turned out better than expected. I basically started the day by watching the Macy's Thanksgiving Parade, then I had some pigs in a blanket for lunch. Right after lunch, all the phone calls started coming in to wish me a Happy Thanksgiving, as well as I, who made phone calls wishing everyone the same. At 3 p.m. we had a Zoom Thanksgiving gathering with my drama club, which was my idea, since we were all home alone for Thanksgiving. At 4:30 p.m. I had my turkey dinner with all of the trimmings. At 5:30 I facetimed my twin brother and his in-laws to wish them all a Happy Thanksgiving. Needless, to say, every year for the past ten years, I am usually with them, but not this year. But I will make up for that next year! Afterwards, I watched some more television in my pajamas, and I was nice and cozy and comfortable. So I guess you can say that I had a lot of company for the holiday, virtually.
The secret recipe that I finally found is potato Kugel. When I went to Pennsylvania with my friends, we stopped into this cute restaurant and had breakfast. They gave you a potato pie, for which I tried to find the recipe on the internet for so long. When I was on the telephone talking to my friend recently, Bonnie first started talking about potato pancakes, and then she mentioned the magic word, potato Kugel. I immediately went on to the website and there it was, something I was trying to find for so long, the only thing was I did not know what it was called. So soon I will prepare it for myself and have a nice side dish when I want something different to eat.
List of things I observe about myself
I am not:
Dishonest, do not live a double life
Do not lack responsibility
Do not have control issues
The secret recipe: Do not let them see you sweating😩while being humble
Patience is so essential to this recipe with little sugar & honey put in a positive Energy
surely that will hold the receipt together when you put your foot in it...so they say😋
My dinner Party: You’re invited. My little nephew Kiki dod 9/4/92 sending my niece Tiye dod 10/2/20 my dear girlfriend 6/8/20 oh please my angel 8 yo Shanty dod 10/30/20 Ms. Buffong dod 11/18/20
ok of course Mama & Dad
the best dinner party ever
God almighty imagine that I love these souls 😇
HOLIDAY MEMORY FROM LAST YEAR
Last Christmas season, I over decorated my Christmas remembrance tree with too many ornaments. I still thought it was beautiful. I was looking forward to new beginnings. I didn’t have to wait too long. A gentleman I had been chatting with frequently, approached me as I was going into the building. I had just run out to pick up a few things at the nearby grocery store that was just a half block away. All I did was put my coat on over my “at home” outfit. That means totally comfortable clothes, everything loose fitting.
I was so excited to see him as he often offered to assist me with my bags.. He had helped me in the past, but I always politely thanked him at the door. Today, I decided to invite him in to see my tree. A gentleman caller. I was so happy that I forgot what I was wearing as I rushed to turn the tree lights on. He was standing in the middle of the room and said something like “This is nice”. As he turned toward the lighted tree, I was taking off my coat. He quietly turned away and headed for the door. He made some comment about my getting maintenance to fix the door and left. I haven’t seen him anywhere since that time.
On New Year’s Eve I was invited to go to a live Jazz Concert at the Emmanuel Baptist Church. I love Jazz and thought maybe… Well, at least I got to hear some superb music.
I had been looking forward to having a more active social life in 2020. Then Covid-19 hit and everything was put on hold. I guess I’m thinking about this because another unfruitful year has passed. I’m not putting up my tree this year. It will be a very solitary and quiet holiday that I am totally prepared for.
When I get my vaccination, I envision getting out more and going places. It’s two shots, one a booster, with 24 to 28 days in between. So maybe by springtime, I can start making a fuller life for myself.
COVID-19 VACCINE DILEMA
Always, always, always on my mind is the coronavirus. I was elated a couple weeks ago when I managed to move forward with positive optimism. I was determined to get through this second phase unscathed. Then the big announcement came that the vaccine was ready. The FDA had approved it and the next day planes and trucks were transporting the vaccine to their predesignated sites.
The CDC has determined the order of distribution; first: Health Care Personnel; second: workers in essential and critical industries; third: People at high risk for severe Covid-19 illness due to underlying medical conditions; and fourth: people 65 years and older.
I had vowed that I wouldn’t get the vaccine until at least half the population had been vaccinated. Again, fear flooded my thoughts and emotions. What if there were to be long term consequences. What if my body wouldn’t be receptive. What if, what if. On and on.
I watched the ninety year old woman being the first woman in England to receive the vaccine. She was so positive, so unafraid. I admired her. She just seemed to know something about living life. She had made it to ninety so I guess she did. Then I listened to the medical doctors on television explaining the test results and stressing how good this vaccine is going to be.
All right, I’m inching a little closer to deciding. Then my Doctor’s Office text to say they had received the vaccine so do not call - they will call when ready.
Ok, decision day is coming. Then ABC had a one hour special about how the vaccine was prepared so quickly and how Operation Warp Speed worked. They had scientists that were deeply involved long before this pandemic emerged. It was their life’s work. They had been preparing for this. So with billions of dollars feed into their coffers and a strategy for testing, preparing and distributing the vaccine working simultaneously, they were able to accelerate the entire process. Over 40,000 people participated in the trials. The program was very effective at convincing me not to hold back.
I had a conversation with a neighbor discussing the program. I asked him what he was going to do. He said, “The vaccine is not going to kill you, but Covid-19 will”
Well that was it. When my call comes, I’ll be ready.
In the meantime I’m going to try to be more like the ninety year old woman from England. She seemed to have made an assessment and dived in. I have lived my life cautiously. Studying and assessing all sides of an issue or situation. I’ve probably missed out on a lot of good things in life because of my caution. So, I’ve made a New Year’s resolution: To Be more spontaneous and less cautious. To exercise good judgment, but don’t let so many good things pass me by.
To have the ability to smell is a blessing. My favorite can be Jasmine, Aloe, Lavender oils and the 👃🏼 of favorite foods -steaming hot pizza, home cook turkey fills my apartment on a cold snowing morning and oh the smell some delicious hot coffee is the best.
I see groundskeepers shoveling the white stuff called snow all machinery in the yard covered with this white stuff when Mother Nature calls 🎼ain't no stopping it🎼 also see some Christmas lights deco on some windows as well as mine. Where are the kitten & cat during this storm but I see a few birds flying and landing in the fences when I look out my window and see a few people walking about. I hear the birds singing. I think them too are looking for their 4 legged friends. Overall it’s beautiful amazing and God will Thank You 🎉🎂Today my girl birthday Mary she is resident of community since 1969.
Fragile & Strong:
Fragile, CANCER CELL, COVID-19, SUDDEN DEATH Strong, BEATING IT...
How are you. I miss you so much. I care about you so I try to be honest and truthful to you. Tell mommy I said hello I will give her a foot massage soon. I know you are the center of attention. Please tell Vivian, Kathy n Joey oh and Mommy Florence hello don't forget to look out for KiKi he's still tall and handsome
The things I see from my window today is a beautiful winter scene. The snow is falling, and the bare trees are all covered with snow. When it snows it does remind you of the White Christmases that we used to have years ago. This Christmas, the weather channel is predicting snow on Christmas day, so we will have our old fashioned White Christmas once again!
The list of things that I have to do before the New Year is basically prepare myself for a quiet New Year's Eve. This will be the first time that I will be spending New Year's Eve alone, due to the fact of the ongoing pandemic. But as usual, the phone calls will be coming in and I will make a lot of phone calls as well. Also, I will be using Zoom and Face Time so I will feel that I am not alone. I have faith and hope that
all will be back to normal in 2021. We now have several vaccines and I will take the vaccines once it is available to me. It is a two step procedure.
My list of favorite smells are walking past the laundromat and smelling all of the nice fragrances of various soaps. Also, I love the smell of perfume, which for myself, I love Estee Lauder fragrances and body powder. When a man wears cologne, I absolutely love the smell. It is an extra benefit of wearing perfume or cologne.
The list of things that I had cradled are various. One that I especially love is to cradle babies. I still remember holding my Godson in my arms and it was such a precious moment. In the past years, I have held several babies in my arms, as well as dogs and cats. I used to have a cat by the name of Tomasina and I used to hold her in my arms like a baby and dance with her. To hold someone in your arms is such a feeling of closeness and love.
The year was 1960, and my twin brother and I were just going into the first grade at St. Patrick's Elementary School. Well my dad was working in construction and back in those days, it was feast or famine. If it was too hot or too cold you did not work. Well, now the cold weather was fast approaching and my dad for the first time
in his life was not working, he was laid off for a few months, due to the extremely cold weather. My twin brother and I were wearing light jackets because my dad was temporarily out of work for a few months. Needless to say, the school
had a boy's convent and they donated a winter coat for my twin brother and for me, they made a collection so they were able to give my mom the money to buy me a winter coat. This was the first time that my dad was doing so poorly because of the extremely cold weather, that my dad decided to get a new job at a food warehouse picking up cases, which he worked there for twenty five years. My dad decided that this would never happen again. Because before and after that year, we always had the best of food, candy and clothes. But that time was time for my dad to make a change in his career. Which he did and all was well once again.
My childhood memory was waiting for Santa to come to deliver our toys. My twin brother and I once heard noise on our roof and a jingle noise that we assumed it was Santa Claus and his reindeer dropping off the toys earlier than usual. Well I still remember getting up early in the morning running over to the Christmas tree
and opening up all of our toys. It was so exciting. Also, the night before Christmas, my mom and dad used to put some cookies in a dish and a glass of milk for Santa Claus upon his arrival. But as the years went by and we knew our fireplace was sealed, we asked our parents “how does Santa Claus get into our house,” and our parents said “he comes in through the fire escape.” Well, that pleased our curiosity. But
those years were and still are very special to me.
OUTSIDE MY WINDOW
Yesterday December 16th the weatherman broadcast there was going to be a major snow storm. On this day was my sister's birthday and I wanted to visit her to help her celebrate her 84th year. Because the weatherman was telling us this storm was going to be big and the show was going to be at least 3 feet or better. I told my sister that I was going to visit her from 12noon until about 2pm as the storm was expected at 4 pm and I didn’t want to be caught in it. Well, I visited from 12:30pm and left her house about 2:15 pm to arrive at my home before the storm
I watched the snow last night for a long time it was beautiful, and knowing I did not have to be in it was a blessing. This morning December 17th as I looked out my window, I saw my neighbors across the street shoveling snow off their stairs, another neighbor shoveling the walkway in front of his house. One man walking along the sidewalk cautiously, not to fall, cars parked piled with snow, one space cleared, someone was brave enough to move their car. The street has been plowed however snow still blanketed the street.
The wind is blowing and the trees appear to be taking a beating. I see a man walking his dog, how dedicated one must be to weather the storm and take his dog out in 25 degree weather.
As I looked at the men shoveling the snow, the next step for them was to salt the area. Which one of the men was doing. Times like this I am so happy to live in a Coop where the street is shoveled and salted for us. How blessed I am to be in a very warm place and not worry about these things. I am blessed to experience one of God’s miracles, the ‘snow’.
SNOW UNDER FOOT
On location of the Marvel film “Hawkeye”, where I was a Background Actor, the director of this film wanted to create a winter scene at Rockefeller Center in New York City near the Rockefeller Christmas Tree.
It was the beginning of December. The temperature outside was cold, however, it was not considered wintery. The director wanted to create a scene of winter with snow on the streets. The director ordered snow to be placed on the streets and sidewalks, a truck drove up with a snow machine on it and started spitting out snow, and the workers on the truck started putting snow on the sidewalks and in the streets. Another person came right behind them with a small can and started spraying the snow with charcoal to make the snow look dirty. Before the snow was put down there was a water truck, which sprayed the entire streets with water. The entire scene was “set” and looked like a real winter area, very impressive.
As a Background Actor we were instructed to walk back and forth across the street walking on and over the fresh snow. It was soft underfoot and it was amazing. Technology is wonderful. The entire scene was awesome.
I began to think about Christmas in New York as we were at the Rockefeller Center near the Rockefeller Christmas tree up front and personal. The Christmas tree was massive with miles of lights in different colors. The entire area was beautifully decorated, looking down the corridor to the street it was clear to see the Saks 5th Avenue Department store. The entire building was draped with different lights, the lights would change colors as the Christmas music played. This was an amazing and beautiful sight to see.
While I was on the movie set filming the Marvel movie (Hawkeye), several things happened. The scene takes place in the winter and every Background Actor, as I was, had to dress in winter clothing. That was not a stretch because it was December and it was very cold outside. It was also wise to put on layers of clothing as we had to stand for long periods of time in the cold.
This particular day I came on the “set” dressed in a Brown Jacket which was very warm. Everyday all clothes to be worn in a scene had to be inspected by the wardrobe supervisor. I passed inspection in my Brown Jacket that day.
The very next day I decided to put on a long light grey coat with a hood. The jacket I had on the day before was good, but I had to stand in the cold for a long period of time and my knees got cold, really cold. I realized I needed a long coat. So I decided to wear my “Sunday Long” light gray coat. I knew my knees would be covered and warm. It was great, I thought.
When I arrived on set the next day I went to be inspected by the wardrobe department. The female in charge asked me if I had another color coat with me, I told her that I did not. She explained my light gray coat was not acceptable for this scene because it was too light and it would show up on camera and I could not outshine the principal actor, Jeremy Renner. The wardrobe decided to give me a darker coat, it was paper-thin, and I had to wear it outside in the freezing cold. I nearly froze in this paper-thin coat. When I came back to the set I told the supervisor about this paper-thin coat. The supervisor acted like she was concerned about my complaint when I told her I was so cold in this coat, but she wasn’t .
The following day I again wore my very warm Brown Jacket, but I put on layers of tights, pants and socks so my legs and feet would not get cold. The supervisor in the wardrobe department wanted to know if I had another coat, I told her NO, and I was not changing to any of their clothes. She rolled her eyes and walked away.
As a background actor we are not on camera most of the time. The camera only sees your back, not your face, and you do not have a speaking part. So I don’t know what the noise was all about.
CHILDHOOD HOLIDAY MEMORY
This is the Christmas season, as a child Christmas was a special time for me, first my birthday is December 24th. Born the day before Christmas, some people would say I’d get cheated for gifts, but I wasn’t. My mother made sure that I received a Christmas gift as well as a birthday gift. As I got older the people that were in my circle of friends and family knew, and they also gave two gifts.
As a child my mother would take us, my sister and myself to Radio City Music Hall at Rockefeller Center to see the Christmas show and the Rockettes. It was wonderful. We also experienced a person playing the Hammond Organ at Radio City, which was a one of the highlights on the program. What a wonderful sound. He played songs that we could sing along. It was a wonderful time of the year.
After the show at Radio City my mother took us to Horn and Hardart Automate Restaurant. This restaurant was unique. All the food was in little window slots. If you wanted some food, you had to put money in a small opening , once it registered the little door window would open and you could get your food out. We enjoyed putting the money in the slot to get the food of our choice. My mother exposed us to so many wonderful things in the city, the theatre, movies, restaurants, museums and libraries. My mother was awesome. Sometimes we don’t know this special wonderful, loving genius you have until she is gone.
I learned from the election that my country is worth saving. The spirit of our ancestors is the core of our greatness. Their Passion for life without tyranny and darkness lives on.
This election confirmed for me that you cannot give in to despair and that living in a democracy means sometimes the "other" guys win. History will be the judge of what we have done-for our children's sake. The greatest generation earned the title for the many sacrifices they made and the suffering they endured for their children. This election was proof their suffering was not in vain.
Dear Gwen; u are my true sister I will never stop missing you wish you were close to me now!
Dear Friend thank you for teaching me the true meaning of friendship. I used to laugh and say if I told you that I had killed someone, you would calmly say " they deserved to die" without question. my sister of the heart ❤️ even tho we are apart.
Have a wonderful safe and healthy Christmas all! And the best of 2021 is yours.
Eight months ago, I wrote a prompt called Sirens expressing my feelings of helplessness and despair over the massive number of deaths caused by COVID19, in New York City. My very existence was haunted by the alarming sound of the ambulance sirens blaring throughout the night reminding me of the struggle for Life and the nearness of death. Right now, I can only hear a faint echo of the screaming sirens on city streets since their intensity appears to have temporarily faded away. The Sirens left us to become enriched by playing their long, piercing monotonous notes along the highways and roads as they increase the territory covered by them while following the path of COVID19. This virus continues to spread its wings like a swarm of Locust seeking a more agreeable climate while overwhelming its host with new victims as it travels within towns and cities across the United States. Today, approximately 2,777 Americans died from COVID19 and the experts warn that the daily numbers will increase accompanied by the mournful wails of the Sirens.
INAUGURATION DAY – JANUARY 20, 2021
I CRIED WHEN THEY STEPPED ONTO THE PLANE
I CRIED WHEN THEY WAVED GOODBYE
I CRIED WITH JOY AS THE PLANE ASCENDED INTO THE SKY
I CRIED WHEN THE SUN PEEPED OVER THE HORIZON…
A NEW DAY..A NEW BEGINNING
I CRIED TEARS OF JOY
I CRIED HYSTERICALLY WHEN PRESIDENT BIDEN AND
THE NEW VICE PRESIDENT, KAMALA HARRIS,
THE FIRST AFRICAN-AMERICAN/ASIAN WOMAN OF COLOR,
DONNING PEARLS OF WISDOM ENTERED THE STAGE AND TOOK THE OATH..
I CRIED WHEN MY FIRST LADY, MICHELLE, ENTERED REGALLY IN A LONG
MAROON COAT WITH OUR FIRST BLACK PRESIDENT AS THEY STROLLED
LOVINGLY AND ROYALLY ONTO THE STAGE.
I CRIED TEARS OF JOY AS LADY GAGA BELTED OUT THE STAR SPANGLED BANNER,
A SONG I HAD LONG AVOIDED AND REFUSED TO SING.
I CRIED AS JENNIFER LOPEZ SANG AMERICA THE BEAUTIFUL.
YES, AMERICA WAS BEAUTIFUL THAT DAY….
IF ONLY THAT FEELING COULD LAST.
MY WHOLE SOUL CRIED WHEN A YOUNG, BEAUTIFUL POET RECITED “THE HILL WE CLIMBED”
THIS YOUNG, GIFTED AND BLACK YOUNG WOMAN SPOKE TRUTHFULLY
ABOUT THE PAST, PRESENT AND FUTURE.
SHE GAVE US PRIDE…SHE GAVE US HOPE..
AMANDA GORMAN, YOUNG, GIFTED AND BLACK WILL BE WRITTEN IN THE PAGES OF HISTORY
ALONG WITH LANGSTON HUGHES, MAYA ANGELOU AND BLACK POETS OF THE PAST…
YES, I CRIED TEARS OF PAIN AND JOY THAT DAY
I CRIED TEARS OF THE PAST AND YEARS TO COME
I CRIED FOR GEORGE FLOYD, BRIANNA TAYLOR, TREVOR MARTIN, ERIC GARNER,
AND EMMETT TILL – BEATEN, SHOT DOWN AND KILLED BRUTALLY
I CRIED FOR MEDGAR EVERS, KING AND MALCOLM
I CRIED FOR THE THOUSANDS WHO DIED FROM COVID-10
WHO DIDN’T LIVE TO SEE THIS DAY….I CRIED AND I CRIED
A GENTLE VOICE WITHIN ME WHISPERED IN MY EAR
DRY YOUR EYES….SMILE
A BETTER DAY IS COMING SOON…SO WIPE AWAY THOSE TEARS.
By C. Imani Parker©
January 28, 2021
The list of things to do to get the vaccine: First you have to go onto the website to find out where they are giving the vaccine that is the closest to your neighborhood and you can also call a number to find out where they are giving the vaccine out. I did both. I was lucky because where my primarily care doctor is located, I was able to get an appointment for tomorrow. I am so excited and I just can't wait to get my first vaccination and afterwards while I am there, I will make an appointment for my second vaccination. Thank God, we are all on the road to recovery.
The list of things that I hold in my mind and heart this year, is to hope that we will be able to live our lives again, just like before the pandemic hit. I feel and really hope that once all are vaccinated we will continue to live our lives with our family and friends and to be able to meet, hug and kiss one another without any fear of contacting some disease.
On January 6, 2021 I was selected to work on a new TV film called the “Equalizer” featuring Queen Latifah. I was instructed by Central Casting to go to 41st and 8th Ave, NYC to pick up a special bus that would take me to the site in NJ Meadowlands where they were filming, so I thought.
In order to get to 41st Street and 8th Ave in NYC, I had to take the 54 bus that rides on Myrtle avenue in Brooklyn where I live. When I boarded the bus I had exact change. The fare is $2.75, however for Seniors, which I am, is $1.35. I was a happy camper. I noticed when I boarded the bus they had a credit card scanner on the bus for those who did not have money or a credit card. All you had to do is place your card in front of the scanner and the machine extracted $2.75. I rode the bus to the last stop, which was Jay Street in Brooklyn.
A couple feet away, was the subway train station. I walked down three flights of stairs into the subway. To my surprise there were those same credit card machines. There was no one in the token booth. I did not have any change. I saw the machine that you had to put money in and it gave you a metro card. I had trouble with those machines previously so I did not want to try to get a metro card out of it, also I did not see one that gave senior discounts. So I didn’t bother to tackle it, so I used my credit card and went through the turnstile.
I had to walk down another flight of stairs to get the A-train, I looked to see what side of the train I had to take the local or the express. I wanted the express as I did not want to be late. I was scared to death to use the train because lately there had been so many horror stories, people being hit over the head by some stranger or someone pushing people onto the tracks. I saw seats on the platform and sat down, I was looking all around.
Soon the train came and I boarded and sat down, I was looking up and down the train looking for crazy people and plotting to escape if approached. It dawned on me I was not as young as I used to be, and running would be a hardship had I tried. My fighting skills were not as sharp as they used to be when I was younger. It became very obvious while climbing the subway steps I was out of breath. How could this be? I don’t smoke.
I arrived at the 42nd street stop. I was about to get off, when I realized I was at the wrong end of the train. I needed to be at the 41st street exit, I was at the 42nd street exit. Well, that meant I had to walk the length of the train station. I was not a happy. My fear was getting the best of me, constantly looking around, I had on a jacket with a big hood which made it difficult to glance around I had to fully turn around, which anyone nearby would have thought there is “something wrong with that lady? She is acting so strangely.”
I finally came out of the 41st street station. I was super early and had to wait almost an hour before the special bus arrived. I was super cold, too. There were a lot of people going to the film site at the Meadowlands in New Jersey. When we arrived at the film site, I thought we were scheduled to work on the film, to my surprise all we did was take a Covid test. We were then put back on the bus and returned back to 42nd street subway station.
To take the subway back home, my fears began to escalate, I was thinking all kinds of things that had happened to people on the train, I began to pray for my safety and began to calm down. My mind drifted to something pleasant, a couple of hours of being inconvenienced we were paid $100. For taking a Covid-19 test. 1/6/21 RUN-OFF ELECTION IN GEORGIA On Tuesday, January 5, 2021 Raphael Warnock and Jon Ossoff won the Senate Democrat seat in Georgia. In the history of Georgia they have never had a Black senator. Georgia is a Republican State. This day made history the first Black person to become senator Mr. Raphael Warnock. There were two senate seats available in the Senate Raphael Warnock and Jon Ossoff (Jewish) won those seats. Now the house has 50 Republicans and 50 Democrats, what that means, if there is a tie vote on a bill the Vice President, which will be Kamala Harris (the first Black/Asian Vice President in the history of the United States) will break the tie. Now the Republicans no longer control the House or the Senate. The new administration, Joe Biden President and Kamala Harris the Vice President. Now that the Democrats have control of the house there should be more laws passed. “Moscow Mitch” Mitchell McConnell will no longer be the Republican Majority Leader now that the Democrats are in control, Democrat Charles Schumer will be the new Majority Leader. When President Obama was in office, “Moscow Mitch” vowed that President Obama would be a “one term president”. He was determined that he would not approve any bills that President Obama presented. GOD stepped in President Obama won his second term. President Obama had to use Executive Orders to pass laws (bills) he wanted for the People of the United States. President Obama nominated a person for the Supreme Court. Mitch McConnell would not entertain an ordinance with this person. Look how GOD works. The person President Obama wanted was Merrick Garland. President-elect Joe Biden nominated Merrick Garland to be the Attorney General. Which in the long run is a better position because he will be able to clean up the mess Trump made which is a lot. When we thought there was no hope, GOD stepped in and changed History. Stacey Abrams is also a special Angel GOD placed in our lives she changed the history of Georgia. She organized Black people to register to vote both young and old. She register young people turning 18 years old to be able to vote in the upcoming election. Older people who had never voted or had not voted in a long time Stacey Abrams organized and changed the thinking of Black people, and look what happened, people came out of the woodwork to vote and changed the complexion of Georgia from Republican to Democrat. They voted for Joe Biden and Kamala Harris, Look how GOD works. GOD works in mysterious ways his wonders to be performed. Eleanor Cyrus JANUARY 5 & 6 January 5, 2021 began in prayer when my circle of Prayer Warriors came together (on Zoom) and prayed for the healing of this nation and the world….We prayed for the end of COVID. We prayed for Peace and Justice. We prayed for a positive outcome of the Senatorial Election in Georgia, and most of all, we prayed for a Peaceful and positive transition of the Government…The prayers were uplifting and left me with a feeling of Hope and Peace…We said our Amens, Ashe and Hallelujahs knowing and believing that all is well…And our prayers were answered- Rev. Warmocks had won and Ossoff was a probable winner. With these two winners, Mitch McConnell would no longer control the Senate. Then later that day, all hell broke loose….The President of the United States declared a war with his venomous words of deceit and violence. He incited thousands of his supporters to march to the Capitol and to fight for his lies that the election had been stolen from him and that he had literally won the election. Many of his supporters followed his instructions. Like barbaric savages, they broke into the capitol threatening to kill and destroy the lawmakers who were trapped inside of the Capitol building as they attempted to confirm the electoral votes….Some lives were lost, while others were injured and many lives were in danger. This was truly the beginning of a Civil War and there are threats of worse to come…While No. 45 was impeached yesterday, we do not know what the future will hold. Therefore, I can only pray and hope we can all live in Peace and Harmony to see another bright and sunny day…. In closing, I pray that January 20th will be a bright sunny peaceful day . The whole world will join in unity to see the inauguration of the new President and V.P., Kamala Harris, the first woman, a woman of color to ever become the Vice President of the United States of America --- What a Victory….A glorious new world, a brand new bright sunny day. ….Peace and Harmony is in the air… The war of hate and violence have disappeared…. No more worry, no more fear The people are singing and shouting “We have Overcome” We have won We are now United and we are one. EPIPHANY While in the midst of a global pandemic, this month we have witnessed an economic, political and social disruption of this governmental system that I never thought was possible. For me, one positive outcome was the election of Jon Ossoff and Rapheal Warnock. During this month, we will celebrate the birthday of slain Civil Rights leader Dr. Martin Luther King who promised us in one of his visionary speeches that ‘we will get to the other side of the mountain.’ I feel that the election of the first African American man and the first Jewish American man as senators from the state of Georgia is an integral part of that promise that was made. This election of these two native sons of Georgia, heralds the crumbling of an old guard political structure in the South steeped in the history of maintaining the status quo through authoritarian dictatorship, racial inequality, religious bigotry, nationalism, disinformation, xenophobia and corruption. Yes, these elements of Fascism have their roots in the history of this country which were exploited by the previous administration. Thus, on the sixth day of January, we watched a mob of Fascist collaborators break into our Federal Capitol Building carrying a lynch rope and plastic hand restraints in order to subdue their prey. Prior to World War II, my mother who was a daughter of the South, said that her family celebrated the birth of the Christ child on the sixth day of January which is known to many Christians as the Epiphany or what my mother called “Old Christmas”. This date commemorates the biblical story of three wise men that brought gifts to the baby Jesus, ‘who came to save the world from sin.’ So, at the same time the bloodthirsty mob of bandits were running through the halls of the U.S. Capitol and searching the Congressional Chambers for members of our legislative body, the Senate was being reborn in the state of Georgia. The confirmation of both Jon Ossoff and Rapheal Warnock as winners of the senatorial seats was a manifestation of the Epiphany in our own time. List of things on my mind; Let us be kinder to ourselves; in this awkward moment Scary 😦 maybe they should go back to wearing hoods and sheets! There is a group of people who believe the country and privilege belong only to themselves and will fight to the death to preserve their inheritance Malcolm Shabazz said it best " chickens coming home to roost"; I am a person that truly speaks from the heart all time. There comes a time when speaking from the heart is not always good at any given time. My surgeon once told me some of us are not ready for real talk so do not be so straight foreword so to speak I think of a friend that I really admire don't know why he's always on my mind... My prayer: be safe, smart & sanitize everyday. We have a long way to go! Thank You President👀👎🏾☠️💩 I am wishing that we all vote more not only once every 4 years but stay on top of this madness it affects all of us. This is embarrassing. The Capitol was ambushed assaulted & 5 deaths by one Human being well organized. So people we must help to get it together! Oh my mighty lord help us I promise we will all do our part in regaining confidences in this nation US of A 🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸 Observing someone in love which would be when I observed myself when I was in love. I remember all of the holidays were a little bit more exciting and I could not wait to be with him, not only for the holidays, but all of the time. Even when I used to get a telephone call from him, I was so excited. My goal for this year is to find a new love of my own. It is so nice to have someone that you are in love with and for him to feel the same way about you. Love does make the world go around. A single candle is so romantic to watch the flickering light glowing and it also reflects a certain glow in the room. The constant movement of the flame glowing is so nice to watch. I love to go to a candlelight dinner and share this experience with someone that I care about. This is truly what a single candle reminds me of. ** I remember I used to love watching Shirley Temple, and I admired her so much, as she was just a little girl and she had so much talent. She was a role model for all little girls. The other show I used to love to watch was Patty Duke. I was a teenager at that time and I was able to relate to that show. My twin brother always makes me laugh. I tell my twin brother that he missed his calling, and I also tell him it's not too late to start entertaining people now. When he and I get together we are always laughing. ** The sound of wind can be so fierce and harsh sometimes and then there are times when it is just a cool and calm wind. When I went to Aruba many years ago, they had the constant trade winds, I loved it. Even if the temperature was really very hot, you did not feel the heat or humidly because of the constant trade winds. In fact, even the trees are tilted because of the constant trade winds. You want to stay outside as long as possible to enjoy the beautiful breeze as long as you can. ** I was able to get my first COVID-19 vaccination. I was really lucky, thank God, because as soon as I heard they were starting to give the vaccinations out to individuals at the age of 65 years old and above, I now fitted that criteria. I immediately called my medical group where my primary care physician is located and they had me on hold for 1/2 hour, which was not bad at all. In any event, I called them on the very first Wednesday that it was announced that they lower the age requirements, and by that Friday, I had the appointment. It does give me some relief to know that now I am 50% safe, and when I go back for my second vaccination, I will be 95% safe. What a great feeling! The second thing that I am happy about is our new administration. I am hoping that the next four years that it will be peaceful. And because of the COVID-19 vaccination and the new administration, it gives me a feeling that we are moving ahead in a very good way. List of people I think a lot of these days, January 14, 2021 Most I think about these days is the future of all people. That is the frame that holds my thoughts most days when I fantasize about the very near future of the younger generations in their 20’s and 30’s. I wonder about their uniquely complex challenge to repair the Earth and choose new paths where lives lived in genuine respect for all. I feel gratitude for being capable of retreating into a sense of reassurance deep inside where all kinds of hope lay. I am especially magnetized by the ones that hold a vision in their epicenter based on original solutions for aiding connectedness and diminishing confusion, chaos, distrust. Then I often think about people who are responsible for the outcome of the current presidency in the US. I recall a strong, lingering desire emerging in many of us following the 2016 elections. I too desperately and urgently wanted to remove the president #45 (as Eleanor named Mr. Trump once) and stop the spread of this man’s highly contagious and destructive madness. I walked into glass walls or rather my own foggy fantasies about how to go about removing a dangerously disturbed president, not knowing where to turn to, who to join. A transformation into a tiny-tiny dot amongst millions of other dots on the map followed, a floating and waiting motion settled in, a paralysis, a failure to connect, a sense of lost charge of the trajectory of our lives shaped our days, eyes fixed on scary stories on the screen. Helplessness and some level of sadness grew into an awful burden for many during the following four years. It was difficult for me to let the urgency of removing the president go. Deep down, I never gave up. Today I cling onto hope again. I noticed an unfolding trust in people unknown to me as my mind brought reasonable, highly skilled and extraordinary individuals into imaginary existence, capable of protecting this nation during these exceptionally uncertain circumstances of transferring the presidential power. I indulge with my fantasy’s tendency to highly value these people and feeling grateful for their acceptance of the responsibility for being in charge. I used to be and still am also deeply grateful for the upcoming president for his courage and sacrifice for running for office. These thoughts lend strength to me. They trick me into imagining that some unknown ways I too belong to powerful forces. I feel the energy of these imaginary and real people. It fills my lungs with fresh air, opens me to connect with bits of safety, harmony, understanding one another, and warms up my heart with appreciations for the beauty of the nearby and distant common horizons.
IMANI C. PARKER
VERONICA BULLARD 1-14-2021
RUN-OFF ELECTION IN GEORGIA
On Tuesday, January 5, 2021 Raphael Warnock and Jon Ossoff won the Senate Democrat seat in Georgia. In the history of Georgia they have never had a Black senator. Georgia is a Republican State.
This day made history the first Black person to become senator Mr. Raphael Warnock. There were two senate seats available in the Senate Raphael Warnock and Jon Ossoff (Jewish) won those seats. Now the house has 50 Republicans and 50 Democrats, what that means, if there is a tie vote on a bill the Vice President, which will be Kamala Harris (the first Black/Asian Vice President in the history of the United States) will break the tie. Now the Republicans no longer control the House or the Senate.
The new administration, Joe Biden President and Kamala Harris the Vice President. Now that the Democrats have control of the house there should be more laws passed. “Moscow Mitch” Mitchell McConnell will no longer be the Republican Majority Leader now that the Democrats are in control, Democrat Charles Schumer will be the new Majority Leader.
When President Obama was in office, “Moscow Mitch” vowed that President Obama would be a “one term president”. He was determined that he would not approve any bills that President Obama presented. GOD stepped in President Obama won his second term. President Obama had to use Executive Orders to pass laws (bills) he wanted for the People of the United States.
President Obama nominated a person for the Supreme Court. Mitch McConnell would not entertain an ordinance with this person. Look how GOD works. The person President Obama wanted was Merrick Garland. President-elect Joe Biden nominated Merrick Garland to be the Attorney General. Which in the long run is a better position because he will be able to clean up the mess Trump made which is a lot.
When we thought there was no hope, GOD stepped in and changed History. Stacey Abrams is also a special Angel GOD placed in our lives she changed the history of Georgia. She organized Black people to register to vote both young and old. She register young people turning 18 years old to be able to vote in the upcoming election.
Older people who had never voted or had not voted in a long time Stacey Abrams organized and changed the thinking of Black people, and look what happened, people came out of the woodwork to vote and changed the complexion of Georgia from Republican to Democrat. They voted for Joe Biden and Kamala Harris, Look how GOD works.
GOD works in mysterious ways his wonders to be performed.
JANUARY 5 & 6
January 5, 2021 began in prayer when my circle of Prayer Warriors came together (on Zoom) and prayed for the healing of this nation and the world….We prayed for the end of COVID. We prayed for Peace and Justice. We prayed for a positive outcome of the Senatorial Election in Georgia, and most of all, we prayed for a Peaceful and positive transition of the Government…The prayers were uplifting and left me with a feeling of Hope and Peace…We said our Amens, Ashe and Hallelujahs knowing and believing that all is well…And our prayers were answered- Rev. Warmocks had won and Ossoff was a probable winner. With these two winners, Mitch McConnell would no longer control the Senate.
Then later that day, all hell broke loose….The President of the United States declared a war with his venomous words of deceit and violence. He incited thousands of his supporters to march to the Capitol and to fight for his lies that the election had been stolen from him and that he had literally won the election. Many of his supporters followed his instructions. Like barbaric savages, they broke into the capitol threatening to kill and destroy the lawmakers who were trapped inside of the Capitol building as they attempted to confirm the electoral votes….Some lives were lost, while others were injured and many lives were in danger. This was truly the beginning of a Civil War and there are threats of worse to come…While No. 45 was impeached yesterday, we do not know what the future will hold. Therefore, I can only pray and hope we can all live in Peace and Harmony to see another bright and sunny day….
In closing, I pray that January 20th will be a bright sunny peaceful day .
The whole world will join in unity to see the inauguration of the new President and V.P., Kamala Harris, the first woman, a woman of color to ever become the Vice President of the United States of America --- What a Victory….A glorious new world, a brand new bright sunny day. ….Peace and Harmony is in the air…
The war of hate and violence have disappeared….
No more worry, no more fear
The people are singing and shouting “We have Overcome” We have won
We are now United and we are one.
While in the midst of a global pandemic, this month we have witnessed an economic, political and social disruption of this governmental system that I never thought was possible. For me, one positive outcome was the election of Jon Ossoff and Rapheal Warnock. During this month, we will celebrate the birthday of slain Civil Rights leader Dr. Martin Luther King who promised us in one of his visionary speeches that ‘we will get to the other side of the mountain.’ I feel that the election of the first African American man and the first Jewish American man as senators from the state of Georgia is an integral part of that promise that was made.
This election of these two native sons of Georgia, heralds the crumbling of an old guard political structure in the South steeped in the history of maintaining the status quo through authoritarian dictatorship, racial inequality, religious bigotry, nationalism, disinformation, xenophobia and corruption. Yes, these elements of Fascism have their roots in the history of this country which were exploited by the previous administration. Thus, on the sixth day of January, we watched a mob of Fascist collaborators break into our Federal Capitol Building carrying a lynch rope and plastic hand restraints in order to subdue their prey.
Prior to World War II, my mother who was a daughter of the South, said that her family celebrated the birth of the Christ child on the sixth day of January which is known to many Christians as the Epiphany or what my mother called “Old Christmas”. This date commemorates the biblical story of three wise men that brought gifts to the baby Jesus, ‘who came to save the world from sin.’
So, at the same time the bloodthirsty mob of bandits were running through the halls of the U.S. Capitol and searching the Congressional Chambers for members of our legislative body, the Senate was being reborn in the state of Georgia. The confirmation of both Jon Ossoff and Rapheal Warnock as winners of the senatorial seats was a manifestation of the Epiphany in our own time.
List of things on my mind;
Let us be kinder to ourselves; in this awkward moment
Scary 😦 maybe they should go back to wearing hoods and sheets!
There is a group of people who believe the country and privilege belong only to themselves and will fight to the death to preserve their inheritance
Malcolm Shabazz said it best " chickens coming home to roost";
I am a person that truly speaks from the heart all time. There comes a time when speaking from the heart is not always good at any given time. My surgeon once told me some of us are not ready for real talk so do not be so straight foreword so to speak
I think of a friend that I really admire don't know why he's always on my mind...
My prayer: be safe, smart & sanitize everyday. We have a long way to go!
Thank You President👀👎🏾☠️💩
I am wishing that we all vote more not only once every 4 years but stay on top of this madness it affects all of us. This is embarrassing. The Capitol was ambushed assaulted & 5 deaths
by one Human being well organized.
So people we must help to get it together!
Oh my mighty lord help us I promise we will all do our part in regaining confidences in this nation US of A
Observing someone in love which would be when I observed myself when I was in love. I remember all of the holidays were a little bit more exciting and I could not wait to be with him, not only for the holidays, but all of the time. Even when I used to get a telephone call from him, I was so excited. My goal for this year is to find a new love of my own. It is so nice to have someone that you are in love with and for him to feel the same way about you. Love does make the world go around.
A single candle is so romantic to watch the flickering light glowing and it also reflects a certain glow in the room. The constant movement of the flame glowing is so nice to watch. I love to go to a candlelight dinner and share this experience with someone that I care about. This is truly what a single candle reminds me of.
I remember I used to love watching Shirley Temple, and I admired her so much, as she was just a little girl and she had so much talent. She was a role model for all little girls. The other show I used to love to watch was Patty Duke. I was a teenager at that time and I was able to relate to that show.
My twin brother always makes me laugh. I tell my twin brother that he missed his calling, and I also tell him it's not too late to start entertaining people now. When he and I get together we are always laughing.
The sound of wind can be so fierce and harsh sometimes and then there are times when it is just a cool and calm wind. When I went to Aruba many years ago, they had the constant trade winds, I loved it. Even if the temperature was really very hot, you did not feel the heat or humidly because of the constant trade winds. In fact, even the trees are tilted because of the constant trade winds. You want to stay outside as long as possible to enjoy the beautiful breeze as long as you can.
I was able to get my first COVID-19 vaccination. I was really lucky, thank God, because as soon as I heard they were starting to give the vaccinations out to individuals at the age of 65 years old and above, I now fitted that criteria. I immediately called my medical group where my primary care physician is located and they had me on hold for 1/2 hour, which was not bad at all. In any event, I called them on the very first Wednesday that it was announced that they lower the age requirements, and by that Friday, I had the appointment. It does give me some relief to know that now I am 50% safe, and when I go back for my second vaccination, I will be 95% safe. What a great feeling! The second thing that I am happy about is our new administration. I am hoping that the next four years that it will be peaceful. And because of the COVID-19 vaccination and the new administration, it gives me a feeling that we are moving ahead in a very good way.
List of people I think a lot of these days, January 14, 2021
Most I think about these days is the future of all people. That is the frame that holds my thoughts most days when I fantasize about the very near future of the younger generations in their 20’s and 30’s. I wonder about their uniquely complex challenge to repair the Earth and choose new paths where lives lived in genuine respect for all. I feel gratitude for being capable of retreating into a sense of reassurance deep inside where all kinds of hope lay. I am especially magnetized by the ones that hold a vision in their epicenter based on original solutions for aiding connectedness and diminishing confusion, chaos, distrust.
Then I often think about people who are responsible for the outcome of the current presidency in the US. I recall a strong, lingering desire emerging in many of us following the 2016 elections. I too desperately and urgently wanted to remove the president #45 (as Eleanor named Mr. Trump once) and stop the spread of this man’s highly contagious and destructive madness. I walked into glass walls or rather my own foggy fantasies about how to go about removing a dangerously disturbed president, not knowing where to turn to, who to join. A transformation into a tiny-tiny dot amongst millions of other dots on the map followed, a floating and waiting motion settled in, a paralysis, a failure to connect, a sense of lost charge of the trajectory of our lives shaped our days, eyes fixed on scary stories on the screen. Helplessness and some level of sadness grew into an awful burden for many during the following four years. It was difficult for me to let the urgency of removing the president go. Deep down, I never gave up.
Today I cling onto hope again. I noticed an unfolding trust in people unknown to me as my mind brought reasonable, highly skilled and extraordinary individuals into imaginary existence, capable of protecting this nation during these exceptionally uncertain circumstances of transferring the presidential power. I indulge with my fantasy’s tendency to highly value these people and feeling grateful for their acceptance of the responsibility for being in charge. I used to be and still am also deeply grateful for the upcoming president for his courage and sacrifice for running for office. These thoughts lend strength to me. They trick me into imagining that some unknown ways I too belong to powerful forces. I feel the energy of these imaginary and real people. It fills my lungs with fresh air, opens me to connect with bits of safety, harmony, understanding one another, and warms up my heart with appreciations for the beauty of the nearby and distant common horizons.
Casting Out Shadows
When I was five years old, I loved playing with my shadow. I can remember spending time casting my shadow on the ground by blocking out the sunlight. At a whim, I could make the shadowy figure sway in union with my body movements or I could make my grounded silhouette grow or decline. This was a magical experience and whenever I felt tired of chasing my shadow, I could tuck it in the shade under a tree.
By age seven, I knew that there was no magic attached to casting a shadow on the ground. If I stood between the Sun and the ground, my shadow would follow me all the way home. This last year, I have felt that COVID19 has followed me home overshadowing my life and controlling my behavior with fearful thoughts of contracting the virus. On February 4, 2021, one day before my seventy-fourth birthday, the shadow was partially lifted; I received my first round of the Pfizer vaccination against the deadly virus. At that moment, I felt like a Spring rain had washed away a looming threat and the Sun came out beaming a ray of Hope.
I remember eating caviar for the first time approximately 40 years ago at the New York City World Trade Center restaurant called Windows on the World. I was invited to a birthday brunch by a friend who wanted to celebrate the birthday of a relative who was visiting from another country. Our honored guest ordered caviar as her entrée and she then insisted on sharing it with everyone at the table. I did not want the appearance of being rude so I tried the caviar. I can't say that I like those little black Jelly looking eggs but I will say that they taste it salty, fishy and somewhat like sardines. I can also say it must be an acquired taste. And one that I will not be acquiring. If presented with another opportunity I would not mind trying caviar again.
I am still not tired of a bologna sandwich loaded with mayo; I am still not tired of watching a really good movie; or going out to have a nice meal!
Recently someone asked my oldest child what was her first live concert she saw. It was Luther VanDross, I bought tickets for my two daughters and me to RadioCity. The girls delighted the entire row by singing every song they knew all of his 🎵 note by note. They were so excited the audience was tickled watching them fan-out.
My phone tells me what day it is. Thank God for that; my Mom at 85 is experiencing dementia; I am sad to hear her call herself crazy because she cannot remember things; and she cries. My girlfriend in her 70s is having the same issue but reacts in the opposite way. She is quick to bristle and tell you "no" about things she is wrong about.
I am trying to be there for her but it strains me I have never been the most patient person but I am learning
So am a good listener; partly because it made my job easier. I learned to be an active listener. people (especially men) think if they are not talking they are listening — not true. I have a friend who constantly says "nobody told me that"when they did but he didn't hear cuz he is always talking(lol)
I remember being on vacation Order in a shrimp dish and they arrived on the plate with little heads bug eyes with tentacles! I had never seen such a thing and repeated my order to the chef. He was kind, smiling and he confirmed my order. I complained I could not eat with them looking at me. my clever companion took my napkin covered the heads and said taste it! I did. They were grilled to perfection and after a few drinks I didn't notice the heads so much.
While visiting Baja Cali on the way home we drove thru the desert to the airport.I saw the most beautiful garden of cactus and aloe plants.
On vacation I saw a show of people in their 80s and 90s swing dancing that was absolutely fantastic. I later I watched a documentary about swing music and dance being a kind of freedom
Lincoln Center used to have Swing Night, something I always wanted to try; never had a partner; but hope they will come back to it. It Was very popular young and old.
I remember freezing with my parents on line at Radio City to see the movie Dumbo with Doris Day. There was ice on the ground as we stood on a line that wrapped around the corner. I was almost in tears by the time we got in the theater. In those days the subways were heated and safe from the wintry winds. The subways with the green cars; they have them in the transit museum.
What's on my mind the World actually is a stage and everyone plays a part. Negative or Positive energies is one decision we make. It plays an important role; it's a part of life. The pandemic is a negative but, we can use all the positive energies to stay safe and smart.
Stand and be heard,
be a good listener...
therefore to communicate
you should have patience with a bit humbleness.
We all have stories...
putting it down on paper it's just the beginning.
To start a paragraph where it begun
it's another thing
what about not putting it together
letting it hang out
all over and over like run on thoughts…
that's who I am
I hustle good, lol, I do, the dance (the Hustle) two people holding hands dancing to the music lead by a partner the trick is while dancing there is ONLY one person leading and the other person follows whether you are turning spinning around letting hands go joining them together again while always in step with the beat of the music. Wow that something a friend of mine taught me to do.
When you are hustling there are two things the dancers need to know are you the leader or the follower. Guess what she was both. I love the dance and the teacher 🕺🏿💃🏽🎼 Dance Dance Dance🎼
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FEBRUARY 18, 2021
By C. Imani Parker
Most Christians observe Lent for 40 days before the Resurrection of Christ (Easter). They may fast for those 40 days or they may give up their favorite foods or habits. During this season of LENT, I decided to let go of negative thinking. However, I realize that this is a serious and almost impossible challenge, especially while there are so many negative situations confronting this nation and the world today. As I began my Lenten Journey, I concluded that I will not be able to completely obliterate negativity for we are constantly bombarded with breaking bad news every single day. These negative thoughts have caused fear, anxiety, resentment, depression, frustration and other adverse feelings in my personal life, thus affecting my mental and physical health.
I decided that in spite of all of the negative experiences that surround me, I will work on minimizing the way in which I react to negativity. This will, indeed require Spiritual Practice, not only during the Lenten season but every day of my life. Instead of going to bed at night and awakening with Bad and disturbing News, I must use that time for prayer and meditation and reading inspirational literature that will lift me up and relax my mind. I must also focus on the many blessings that I have received in my life.
Most of all I must stop complaining, condemning and concentrating on negative, traumatic situations by engaging in uplifting activities and connecting with people who bring me joy and laughter.
I am certain that this is easier said than done, but I must keep reminding myself that” Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery; today is a gift that’s why it’s called the Present.”
What is on my mind is the changes that had happened since the pandemic has hit us, is not only the six feet distance, no physical contact, such as hand shaking, hugging or kissing one another hello, but just the other day I went to a Chinese restaurant and they still did not open up to the 25% capacity for indoor dining, as well as various other restaurants. They are still doing delivery and take out only. But needless to say, when you do walk into the establishment it looks so different. Tables are pushed back against the walls, and chairs are scattered apart. It looks like a war zone. When I asked the owner of the restaurant why they still do not have indoor dining, he said it's because he is unable to pay the waiters with only 25% capacity. Also, yesterday I went to mass for Ash Wednesday, and the priest greeted me at the door holding his cute dog named Buddy. The priest was happy that I was there and in fact, I was there and in fact, I was the first one to enter the church. He said, "I am so happy to see you again." This priest is very personable and we all know him for years. But no sooner I walked into the church, I noticed there was no holy water, the pews were all roped up so that you can seat yourself via every other seat, they had the 6 feet markers on the floor with the picture of the priest's dog named Buddy indicating "Buddy's 6 feet apart rule." Which I thought was very cute. They also did not make the usual collection of coming over to you. They had a basket by the entrance of the church so that you can put your donation into the basket. Also, the usual way of giving out the ashes was always on your forehead, but since the pandemic, they are now sprinkling the ashes on top of your head. The host which is considered the body of Christ, is handed to you and you must move to the side and take down your mask and take it yourself. Before the pandemic it was either placed in your mouth or your hand in front of the priest. But all and all, is was such a nice feeling to be back at church, since all I have been doing since the pandemic was watching mass on the Net on Sunday morning. But slowly and surely we will all be back to our regular routine once this pandemic is gone for good. We will win the war!.
I remember dancing the night away at various clubs, discos and parties. Well since we are not able to do so now, I entertain myself at home. When I am doing my deep cleaning, I turn on my radio and dance and sing in between my busy day. But this is something that I have always done even before the pandemic. But once this is over, I will be back on the dance floor dancing the night away.
Today I was preparing for a conference call. I had all the tools of the trade. I gathered my thoughts and prepared for movement. I was ready in a moment's notice to contribute to the conversation, but thought it better to take notes than to speak.
Time went quickly, filled with knowledge and understanding the process, it was the end of the session. It was time to go, satisfaction was achieved.
I deeply appreciate private meetings.
HOW I KEEP TRACK OF TIME
Every morning my alarm goes off at 6 am, usually I am already awake because I am an early riser.
First thing I do is turn on the television to get the weather report on New York 1. Then I turn to Channel 4 NBC for the news, eventually I will get out of bed and take a shower. Then I tell myself I have a few chores I must do. After a long conversation with myself, I decided the chores would have to wait, at least until I finish looking at the morning show on Channel 4. At 10am I looked at the Tamron Hall Show. While watching I make my breakfast.
Now it's 11am and time for the VIEW, I must hear what Whoopie Goldberg has to say about the politics of the day. Now its 12 noon and the news is on again until 12:30 pm.
12:30-1:30 pm, The Young and the Restless (soap) one of my favorite soaps. I can’t do anything while this show is on. I am glued to the television. Sometimes I rewrite the script in my head while it is playing, I can predict the ending.
1:30pm The Bold and the Beautiful (soap) I am again glued to the television., and I talk to the characters on the show. Thank Goodness they do not answer me back, I would truly be in trouble..
After the programs ended I started scrambling to get my chores done. Before I knew it was dark, in the winter darkness comes early 4:30-5.00pm. It’s dinnertime now, I thought: cook or not to cook, that was the question. Or order out or not to order. Depending on my mood, the question was answered. Sometimes I invite my neighbor from the 14th floor to visit. She always brings with her a bottle of bubbly, we begin to celebrate being alive. As we watch Rachael Maddow from 9-10 pm. My friend is feeling a bit tipsy, she decides to go home at 10 pm, and I decide to go to bed. Staying busy the entire day I was totally exhausted…
Tracking my time was very easy as it’s filled with educational information and joy.
I REMEMBER DANCING
When I was a teenager I loved to dance. I lived next door to my elementary school during the summer. The school was open in the evenings for basketball practices which I was a part of, and other sports for practice.
On Friday nights at the school they would have dance parties, all the kids from around the neighborhood would come to the school to listen to the latest records and dance.
They, the school, would have dance contests, one night I won the dance contest I was so elated. After I won I had to run home to get in the house before my mother came home from choir rehearsal. My mother didn’t allow me to go to the dances. When she went to choir rehearsal, I would sneak out the house and go to the school and dance. Thank God the school was next door, I didn’t have to go far to go home.
My parents allowed me to take tap dancing lessons at one time as they recognized my desire to dance. It was great. I loved it.
As I grew older I was still in love with dancing. As the new dance steps came out I learned them almost instantly. I stayed on the dance floor wherever I went to dance, if it was in Harlem at the Savoy, dancing slow or fast, or Manhattan at the Palladium dancing Latin dances, Cha Cha Cha or Mambo.
When I married into a West Indian family I attended several dances with them. I was in awe to see all the people both young and old dancing the waltz. I was determined to learn the waltz as well. What a graceful dance, I thought.
Now that I am older I still enjoy dancing and every change I get I stay on the dance floor until I become winded, my asthma would show its ugly head, I would sit down for a moment to catch my breath, then get back up and start dancing again.
How I keep track of time (February 18, 2021)
Time seems strangely different lately. Tracking it equally feels like a new challenge I believe I have never experienced before. Days and weeks seem withdrawn into the distance of forgotten past, turning what had happened during the day or week into a shapeless memory. I noticed that good things control my days like having a few pieces of my favorite chocolate on days of interval cardio training, or drinking a homemade juice on days of fasting, or sharing walks whenever possible with someone, or having FaceTime calls with my sister and friends talking endlessly about podcasts, lectures, politics, performances, movies, readings, city tours, and music. I wanted time to be present as it used to be before the pandemic when I recently decided to take photos during my daily walks and keep only one that is uniquely beautiful and marks the day. I found it interesting that a comforting sense of familiarity settles in me when I make my selection of the photo. A relief. I also enjoy those moments when I revisit this collection of pictures. I recall the light, the temperature, or the circumstance in which that particular photo was taken, for example the absolutely beautiful blue and wide skies or the soft green color on the metal painted on the entire corner of a 4 story building at Underhill and Bergen, remembering that I took that photo right after rain on a dark grey afternoon. Sometimes I look at the time and date noted on top of each photo to visually confirm the timing when the picture was taken. Tracking my time this way is a lot of fun and excitement. Taking photos also energizes me. This little new routine I created makes me feel that time is in my control and so much is possible with so little.
HOW THE PANDEMIC (COVID) CHANGED MY LIFE.
MARCH 13, 2020 changed my life. In fact, I believe it changed the entire world. These changes affected me in ways I least expected. I never imagined entering the world of technology. Zooming became the way of life for me. I am busier now than ever before.
I rise up in the mornings zooming into Yoga and Exercise classes, sometimes cooking classes and lectures (I stay in my pajama bottoms, but I throw on a nice top for show). Then I zoom into Bible Study, Toastmaster meetings, Board meetings, prayer sessions and I even zoom into church services. Now that I don’t have to dress and go out in inclement weather, I sometimes attend 3 or 4 church services. I even do presentations on zoom. These zoom sessions even have me redecorating my home in order to find a nice space to show in the zoom session.
Fortunately Zoom has become a way of life for me…I don’t have to get up and dress up every day. I don’t have to go out in the cold…Most of all, I have saved a lot of money…I don’t go out to eat and I don’t have to purchase new outfits to impress others…I wonder what I’m going to do with all of my clothes.
But I miss being with my friends. I miss the fellowship at church. I miss my monthly massage, my manicure and pedicure…I miss getting my hair done. I miss the concerts, especially during the summer and I miss the hustle and bustle of Broadway, even though I didn’t always attend, I always knew I could. Most of all, I miss my Friday night dancing at Jazz 966. I miss all of my friends, dancing and laughing the night I way. I truly miss the musicians as they play my favorite tunes. Sometimes I wonder if we’ll ever dance or hear their beautiful music again.
By: C. Imani Parker©
SPRING: A SIGN OF HOPE
SPRING, MY FAVORITE TIME OF YEAR IS IN THE AIR
GOOD BYE WINTER, COLD ,SNOW, WINTER COAT, GLOVES, SCARF,
THE CHILL OF COVID & OF COURSE, THE MASK…
DARK, EMPTY DAYS, NO PLACE TO GO
DREADING TO GO OUT IN THE COLD
BUILDING QUIET, NEIGHBORS LOCKED IN THEIR WARM APARTMENTS
STREETS ALMOST DESERTED EXCEPT FOR CROWDS
LINED UP AT TRADER JOE’S SHIVERING IN THE COLD
BUT THANK GOD, SPRING IS ON THE WAY
NO MORE DARK AND CHILLY DAYS,
BUT LONGER SUNNY DAYS AND SHORTER NIGHTS
I SAW MY NEIGHBOR FOR THE FIRST TIME THE OTHER DAY
PEOPLE ARE BEGINNING TO COME OUT AGAIN
STROLLING DOWN THE STREET OR SITTING IN THE SUN
I SEE THE LIGHT, THE WARMTH AND THE BEAUTY OF SPRING
THE FLOWERS BLOOMING, THE GREEN GRASS , LEAVES ON THE TREES
NEW ENERGY, NEW LIFE
LIKE WINTER, THE PANDEMIC OF COVID WILL DISAPPEAR
YES, SPRING, A SIGN OF HOPE IS IN THE AIR.
BY C. Imani Parker ©
The list of the signs of spring first start with the changing of the weather, as each day gets closer to spring, the temperature becomes milder and more pleasant. It's not too hot or too cold! You want to get outside and enjoy the nice weather. You also start to hear the birds chirping as if the birds are also happy that spring is here. The trees and flowers begin to bloom. You start to smell the nice fragrances of the blooming flowers, trees and the grass when it is freshly cut. The spring and the fall are my two favorite times of the year.
The list of things that I embrace are photographs and pictures. I have pictures hanging up in my living room. In fact, I have tons of photo albums. To me, this is your past and times that you shared with your family and friends. When I go through my photo albums, it makes me happy and to me these are the most cherished items and moments that you can have and never replace. In fact, I also have pictures on my cell phone of family and friends. Pictures are non replaceable; they are items that you should embrace.
The list of things that I have stocked up on even before the pandemic are nonperishable items, such as paper goods. Lysol wipes, Lysol spray and hand sanitizer are now my new stocked up items. In fact, I went to the drug store yesterday and I was so excited to find the Lysol spray. I bought two cans. Because the salesgirl said that was the limit at this particular time. The Lysol spray was a tuff commodity ever since the pandemic hit. But now the stores are starting to stock up on the Lysol spray.
If I would not live in Brooklyn, I would live in Long Island. My friend, Betty lives in a nice community in Long Island, and one of the good things is that you really do not need a car, because you can walk to the stores. Since I do not have a car, this would be the perfect place for me. I do have a driver's license, but at this particular time in my life, I do not want the expense and upkeep of a car. But this would never happen, since I am living at the same address for almost 65 years. I love Brooklyn and I love all of my neighbors. Before living here, I lived seven blocks away. So yes, Brooklyn is my life and I am here to stay.
A bouquet of flowers, what more can I say. As females, we love flowers. The colors, and the fragrance. A bouquet of flowers is so special when you receive them from someone. I really take care of the bouquet of flowers. I want them to last as long as possible. The last bouquet of flowers that I had lasted a week and I was so sorry to see them go.
Things I have stocked up on:
I used to avoid stocking up on things besides buying bulk toilet papers, olive oil, and nuts. I typically had perishables just enough for 1-2 weeks. I tend to save food from spoiling and use up leftover produce by looking up recipes online before shopping again. There’s not much spare room to store in our apartment and I am a big fan of open, cluster-free spaces with a few furniture around. I moved plenty of time throughout my life and learned to let go things. I used to stock up on art books and music up until I moved my collection from Hungary and could not afford buying them anymore.
The pandemic gradually changed my shopping habits by around June-July. I designated a new storage space in one of the closet I already stored a few tomato and bean cans, a couple of coconut milk and coconut cream cans, and water filter replacements on the shelf in a smaller size cardboard box. I created a shelf from a large size wooden tray I used to fill with sand for therapy work in my office years back. I placed the tray underneath the shirts on top of the boxes containing the family photo albums. I kept piling up a full box of coconut milk and coconut cream each, bulk size bags of salt, cacao, rice, cinnamon, turmeric, pepper, gluten free and buckwheat flour, laundry detergents, shampoo, an economy size container of dishwashing detergent, and three bags of bath salts I accidently ordered.
If I would not live in Brooklyn I would live…
I would love to live in Paris or in the French countryside not too far from Paris or either close to the Atlantic Ocean or to the Mediterranean Sea. I used to dream about it since my late teen years. I don’t remember how this sense of closeness to French life, culture, and language evolved. I took French language lessons from a retired French teacher after returning to my parents’ house after college. We met three times per week for two years. I loved every aspect of those times with my French teacher. Then later I completed numerous semesters studying French language at the French Institute, Budapest.
I suddenly remember that even before this happened I worked extra hard during my college years to earn enough money to travel to Paris. I studied a Paris travel book, a big one, so rigorously that by the time I arrived to Paris and situated in my little hotel room on the roof of a small boutique hotel in the Latin Quarter, toilet and shared shower on the floor below, I knew by heart the map of the city with its endless sights to be seen. After two weeks I met another girl in a park who told me that she is leaving her babysitting position in an affluent neighborhood around the wooded Park Monceau, asking if I was interested. The parents were young doctors with a 2 and ½ year old lovely daughter called Emily. I got the job so I changed my plans and stayed in Paris for another 4 weeks. Instead of being full-time tourist for only 2 weeks, I lived and worked extra four weeks in Paris. I returned to Paris and visited the countryside numerous other times sometimes alone, with a boyfriend, a friend, or my sister. Last time I returned to my beloved France was during summer of 2018 with my son and his girlfriend.
I doubt that I’d live in another place than Brooklyn. My family is living here and I am the happiest here. I found a French bakery on Fulton Street between Vanderbilt and Clinton avenues. We have another French restaurant at a nearby corner. A French woman and her husband own my favorite wine store on Classon Avenue between Clifton and Lafayette. I love hearing French words here and there in the neighborhood. I heard groups of French speaking kindergarteners. There are little 2-3 years olds walking with their parents talking French.
TIME WITH KADEN
Today I am blessed with taking care of a 14 month old handsome baby boy who is extremely active, easy to smile and talks constantly with a language that has not been translated as of yet.
Kaden is exploring everything in my house, opening the cabinet doors and trying to rearrange everything in it. He is trying to take the pictures at his reach off the wall. In the process he is telling me what he wants in this unknown tongue, which he alone knows. I responded to him with gestures as if I know what he is saying and he appears satisfied that I understood him.
I am teaching him sign language he already knows how to clap his hands, so I began to sing to him “if you are happy clap your hands. With repetition he began to put his hands together and clapped then he started hitting his chest which is the sign for happy.
Kaden knows the words yes and no, and he is getting used to the signs for both. Right now we are negotiating nap-time. It looks like I am loosing.
Kaden is very observant and smiles so freely especially when I am asking him to put his head on the pillow to go to sleep. He puts his head down and starts laughing and gets up immediately. He is truly a delight and funny, however the struggle continues.
A LOVE STORY
The evening seemed so special, the moon was in its proper place which appeared to be shining only on us and no one else. The soft warm breeze engulfed me with a hypnotic fragrance that filled my nostrils and clouded my mind with loving thoughts as Tony embraced me with his strong arms. I was wondering how could this be happening? Does love feel like this to everyone, or am I special because of what Tony and I share, which is so pure and good.
As we walked towards my apartment, I felt so safe and protected, so loved. People that passed us on the street just smiling, I could also hear them thinking, “They look like they are so in love.”
We were a couple of blocks from the apartment on the Lower East Side of New York, where everything suddenly seemed to looked different. The streets were no longer dirty, the candy rappers and discarded empty beer and soda cans were in little piles waiting to be picked up by the proprietors of stores, which they were in front of. The Latin music played loudly for the purpose of entertaining the people as they passed, causing them to move in agreement with the music. The aroma of the ethnic foods filled the air easily identifying its origin a little Spanish, Italian, African-American and Jewish, thinking to myself what foods would compliment this special evening.
As we journeyed closer to my apartment, Nat King Cole was singing “I Love You for Sentimental Reasons,” I quickly acknowledged to Tony that the Gods were working only for us. Listen, I told him I was trying to say this all evening. Tony had to agree something special was going on, he too could not explain it. We talked about how much we loved each other, and what made us so special. We both said we just didn’t want this night to end. Everything is so perfect.
Walking and singing old songs, we both knew, we suddenly noticed a man coming towards us. Tony still holding me tightly, acting like he didn’t want to ever let me go.
The closer we came to the building the clearer this man’s features became. He was tall with broad shoulders, but still not able to recognize him, I adjusted my glasses as my instincts told me to. I am now paying closer attention to this person. I don’t know why, or what happened, but at that moment a strange feeling came over me, I couldn’t explain it.
Suddenly, I was able to recognize who this man was, Tony was looking straight at him also, he appeared to be shocked at seeing this person. Tony and I both said “that’s James.” My Husband.
PARIS AND ARUBA
If I wouldn’t live in Brooklyn I would live in Paris and Aruba. I would live in Paris for six moths and Aruba for six months.
Paris is a beautiful city full of culture and very good food. When I was there in 1966 it was the most fascinating place I had ever seen. I could not speak the language, however I felt in time I would have learned, The month I was there, my ear became accustomed to some words and I was able to understand something’s that was said. I appreciated fashion and the Parisians dressed very stylish. The food was extremely good. I love the breads and the sauces on the meals that I experienced. I believe that I could live in France with ease and comfort, also I could visit so many neighboring countries, Germany, Italy, and Switzerland.
The other six months I would live in Aruba. Aruba has trade winds which are soft warm breezes from the ocean. It is my understanding they do not have hurricanes or real bad weather. Each time I have visited, the island people appear to be so nice, kind and helpful. The cost of living was reasonable which makes living wonderful. The food was good and learning to cook island meals would be a joyful experience. Because its warm and pleasant all year round, that makes for a wonderful disposition. Each time I visited Aruba I did not want to leave.
I could live in Paris and Aruba if I had enough money, I could make that happen..
Recently I remembered that I graduated from middle school at the Kings theater on Flatbush Avenue. It was a bright June morning. We were all extremely excited. Even then Kings theater was a Brooklyn landmark, ornate and historic.
I am delighted it has been restored and repurposed.
One true sign of spring for me even when the temperatures don't exactly match;
my itchy eyes and runny nose are more telling
like nature herself
the birds return to sing outside my window
and I know for sure
One of the things I collect are Playbills from shows I have enjoyed on and off Broadway. My children urge me to throw them away, but something is telling me soon they will disappear from the landscape.
Funny, I have an old Underwood typewriter my father gave me and people always gravitate to it. Some folks touch the keys (yes, they move), it annoys me so much I have considered putting it in a glass box.
Today I learned about an outdoor spa called Citywell! I am hoping I can afford to check it out. Now that Brooklyn has been discovered, it's hard to enjoy things we always took for granted. Like considerate and courteous neighbors. Living together is a shared responsibility.
If I could afford to live somewhere else I would consider Paris.
Like New York It is a walking city
lovely old dame
I would love to live in Sedona Arizona
also need money!
My wedding was small. Someone asked for my Mother; we discovered mom passed out on the bathroom floor! my husband loved telling the story. We think she had an anxiety attack but my husband always said it was shock and disbelief 😂
When I talk to myself I remind me to be loving and kind to me also.
Even when I think I am no longer the person I was. I have to say it is okay 👍🏾 to be who I am now
I cant run but I'm walking as fast as I can 😮
Embrace: People, love, feeling, ideas, this air
breathe and embrace what you can.
Embrace yourself 👍🏽👠👌🏽
For sometime, I have been giving gift cards for almost every occasion. It’s easier and requires little thought and effort. But lately, I’ve seen a rash of new ways to give gifts. My Birthday was on Sunday, February 28th. A Pieces. I received a few cards; congratulatory text messages for making it another year; a loving face time phone call from my brother Antonio and his family; beautiful Tulips from my lovely niece Resha and her family in Texas; my nephew Anton and his daughter Charli made a birthday video to send.; and my brother Rod called and we got to talk a long time. It was a beautiful day filled with unexpected pleasures, all lovingly appreciated. Also, When I went to get my manicure I received a box of white K95 masks. So happy to get these, too.
But I want to record, for posterity, and share one card that I received. It is from my sister-in-law Charlotte, the wife of my deceased brother Maurice. They shared their home and family with me for sometime when I first went back to Pittsburgh. We stay in touch and this year she sent me this beautiful card that brought tears to my eyes.
(Day Spring Live Your Faith 2009)
I Bless her and wish the same for her. I hope I will be ready to receive all of God’s Blessings. In one week I had seen many expressions of love and thanks. Gifts are important to give and receive. Thank you for allowing me to share.
I have many albums and framed photographs of my family. At one time, I collected so many different frames to showcase my photographs I had to downsize my collection. I, also, have several wall collages as well.
During one week of the pandemic I spent rearranging my photo albums. It was such a pleasure to simply reflect on so many happy occasions. It was healing.
I guess you could say that I captured most of my life’s moments with pictures. Now I download photos from Facebook or Instagram of weddings, birthdays, holidays, picnics, or just fun times. I’m glad I have all these remembrances.
Last week I watched a group of Donald Trump’s supporters carry a golden statue in his image to their rally. While watching this on television, I noticed that the statue was the focus for their reverie. They were dancing and singing around the statue as though they were engaged in a worship ritual. Their behavior triggered my memory of the Biblical story of Moses and the Children of Israel. After freeing the Children of Israel from their bondage in Egypt, Moses went up to Mount Sinai to receive further instructions from their GOD. While waiting in the desert, the Israelites became frustrated with their environment and despite the miracles that they had already witnessed, they erected a golden bull which was a symbol for the pagan god Baal.
When Moses returned with The Ten Commandments, he found that they had already broken the first two Commandments:
1) Thou shalt have no other GODS before me.
2) Thou shalt not make unto thee any craven image.
As a result of their behavior, the children of Israel had to wander in the desert for 40 years letting a generation of their population die out before they reached their “Promise Land”. I sincerely hope that the idolatry committed by the followers of Donald Trump have not condemned us to a similar fate.
If I didn’t live in Brooklyn, I would choose to live in the city of London. Although I was only in London for a short stay in 2019; nevertheless, I loved the rhythm of the city. It has an amenable vibration that blends its cosmopolitan and historical identity. It was enchanting and I wanted to see and explore the intimate relationships of its people both past and present that built the character of the city. I don’t enjoy driving a car in any city because of the high volume of traffic; so, it was a pleasure to experience a dependable alternative public mass transit system. I was able to take a train or bus to visit museums, and other cultural institutions. I liked having tea and going shopping in the huge Harrah’s Department Store. Also, I enjoyed walking on the streets of London because it is a stimulating multicultural environment where people come from all over the world.
What's on my mind today is that I am so excited that my new stainless steel refrigerator will be delivered tomorrow. St. Patrick's Day, which was yesterday, was a busy one for me. First I went out shopping, to the drugstore, bank and supermarket, and while I was out shopping, I was hoping that my refrigerator would start to work properly, which, needless to say, it did not. So I then took car service over to P.C. Richards and bought a new refrigerator. This morning, I emptied out all the perishable items and now the only things that I have in my refrigerator are Pepsi and candy. My freezer seems to be o.k., the temperature is not on zero degrees, but it is on 20 degrees. So for now, I kept all the frozen items in the freezer. Oh well, this was a much needed item. I had it repaired several times and it is 15 years old. She worked hard enough keeping my food cold, so it is time to say goodbye to her.
I talk frequently with my nephew, Jason about various issues of the day or whatever happens to be on my mind. Recently we had a discussion on courage.
He said most people think courage is the absence of fear; but he said true acts of courage involve fear. I thought about it after our conversation. I remembered some of the things I have done moving forward in my life. Most of them have been routine. But, the ones that involved the “fear of the unknown”, when I couldn’t predict the outcome, it seemed to be my indicator of when I was acting courageous. I took time to look up the word fear in the dictionary: “The ability to do something that frightens one or strength in the face of pain or grief.”
By this definition, I can say there have been very few times that I have been truly courageous. Medical choices come to mind and health situations. I usually do evaluate a situation with a Pro/Con or Good/Bad chart before leaping into something. It’s always helpful, but it eliminates the element of abiding faith, knowing that someone is watching over you, guiding and protecting you.
My beautiful niece, Margo, is getting married tomorrow in Las Vegas, Nevada. Only ten people can go to the chapel so the rest of the family can watch it online. There will be a link to the ceremony and they will have a Wedding. Reception in September for the family. How things have changed. But, I’m very happy for her and her future husband Will.