What’s Going On? Still.

Yes, there are some changes to the look of my blogs. I try to learn a little more each day, if possible. I hope that those of you that asked can now find the ‘follow’ button, and thank you for asking! But, that’s not what I’m talking about.

Does anybody else see how time is flying by? 
And we can't seem to stop it, no matter how we try. 
Ms M. ©2016

When I am on the road, I listen to public radio, and even that not so much these days because of the news and what’s going on in the world.  But, Saturdays are not so bad. They have some pretty good shows lined up on Saturdays. Anyway, I was on my way to Orlando and was tuned in.  I came in on Sound Opinions® and they were talking about Marvin Gaye’s career as a multi-faceted singer, artist, producer, etc., and his seminal album work.  Did you know that the particular album we are going to talk about set a standard in music and music production?  Also, to date, as far as I know, it is the only album for which a football star proudly displays his own Gold Record. If you have a chance, check out the show via podcast. I don’t think you will regret it.

Marvin Gaye’s What’s Going On came out over 45 years ago, and could not be more relevant if he had written it yesterday!  Forty-five years. And here we are.

Even the titles of the songs tell a story: What’s Going On, What’s Happening Brother, Flying High (In the Friendly Sky), Save the Children, God Is Love, Mercy Mercy Me, Right On, Wholy Holy, Inner City Blues (Makes Me Want to Holler), and the ever hopeful, Tomorrow.

The thing is, this album, and this discussion on the radio, aligned perfectly with the reason for my trip, and some of the circumstances of my life and family.

In case you don’t know, I am an American woman. A black, American woman. Within my family, like many families, there are doctors, lawyers, playwrights, actors, laborers, professors and teachers, Olympic medalists, preachers, and perhaps unlike many families, young and old institutionalized men within the penal system. I say institutionalized because some have been there so long that it is the only life they know, and that some may ever know. Even when/if they are released, the odds of them making it in the outside world are not very high, because they were incarcerated at such young ages for nonviolent crimes, that basically it is the only life they know. A life of lockdown and frustration, when actual murderers and rapist are walking around free. A life that has become ‘normal’ for them. A life they violate parole intentionally to go back to, because it is all they know, and the outside world is indeed, a very scary place. So, I ask you, what IS going on?

Tomorrow(the ever hopeful), with his permission, I will tell you the story of hope of a young man who has spent 22 years in prison, more than twice his age, and of Presidential pardon because the ‘punishment’ NEVER fit the crime. At least, I hope it is a story of hope. ❤








Today my daughter and I went together to vote early. I went with some trepidation because of what I had seen on social media and the news.

I’m happy to report that at my location there was no drama, no attacking, no intimidation. There was actually no wait time even. There were some people standing around outside offering to guide us through the selection process, and everyone that I spoke with from the volunteers outside to the people that registered us inside were helpful and all quite lovely.

I spoiled my first attempt. That’s when you make a mistake. The Amendments on the back portion of the ballot were laid out in a funky grid,some where Federal, some where local, and there were three number ones, and three number twos, and two number threes… Anyway, you get the idea.  If not watching carefully, I could put the wrong yes in the wrong location, which I did. I took it back up they and they were very generous and understanding.  They spoiled that ballot and reissued me another. The process was actually very quick and quite painless.

Well, that’s done. I remain hopeful and positive about the outcome. 

A Safe Place

I’ll bet you got that warm and fuzzy feeling, didn’t you! WELL, DON’T!!!

Have you ever put something in a ‘safe place’, and then for the life of you cannot remember where that safe place is? It happens to me all to frequently, especially of late. You’d think I would just leave it where it is. Right? But noooooooo. I gotta put it in a ‘safe place’. All of that is well and good, if it is not vital that I find whatever it is immediately. In fact, I usually begin checking on it a few days out. I just hope I don’t move it from that safe place to a ‘safer place’, that I am bound to forget as soon as I have moved it. Gahhhh!

Anyway. The reason I am talking about safe places tonight is because I am going to to vote early tomorrow, and I need to take my mail-in ballot in so it can be voided. If I do not have it, I cannot vote, and it is too late to mail it in. It must be mailed at least seven days out, according to all the instructions.

This is, for me, an election of paramount importance, and the more I considered it, I decided that I should vote in person. Plus, with the current political climate, and living in my current state, there is no way I am letting my daughter go to the polls alone. Not that she has in the past, but this year it seems, at least for my peace of mind, necessary that we go together.

Whew! Found it! Yep, in that safe place. Now I can do my civic duty tomorrow by voting early. YAY Of course the room looks like Hurricane Mercedes, a Level 5 storm came through. The things I do for my country! LOL


Oh, and there REALLY are some safe places. For me, many of YOU are that for me Thank you. 😉



Just Another Day

Wow, it is 1945(7:45PM EST) already. When you aren’t getting to sleep until after 4am and waking before 8am, time can either fly, or creep along. Today seems to have flown.

I’ve had a lot on my mind today, including a migraine, and have been more verbose on FaceBook than usual.  At least in one post. I usually spread myself around more, lol.

All around us, things are coming to a head or seem to be on high alert. The Cubs and Indians(Cleveland) are in the final game of 7 in the World Series. National voting is coming to full fruition on the 8th of this month, and the early polls, I think, have many hopeful, and many fearful. The blatant disregard of what is right concerning our Native American brothers and sisters, their sacred lands has many on pins and needles. The concern that because we say #Black Lives Matter, it must certainly mean that we believe other lives don’t matter, or don’t matter as much. We do not, but like anything else, when taken out of context, the true message can be lost. Can be, but does not HAVE to be. And, generally, the lack of care in we how we treat one another as spiritual beings on this planet, in this plane frankly has me and many others, I am sure, concerned.

What can you and I do about these things?  Some would say nothing, but, I beg to differ.  What I can do, and what you can do is to continue to have faith. Faith in ourselves, and our fellow (wo)man. Faith and belief that no matter what, things will always work out as they should, and for the best, because the best is how things should always work out.  And, no, I am not an optimist, but I do believe from my life experience that we get what we manifest through or thoughts and our words.

Therefore, going forward(just in case I wasn’t before) I am determined to think and be positive.  I hope you are, too. Together we can move mountains. Let’s do it! ❤




Starting all over again …

This is your very first post. (Why yes, yes it is.)

This is my first blog using WordPress, and my first blog in  very long time.  Some of you may remember my blog attempts on Blogger. I even had a few followers.  Of course my lack of commitment probably sent them all away bored and disappointed.  For that, I apologize, and to that end, to work on my ‘commitment issues’, I had signed up to participate in NaBloPoMo for the month of November.  I am counting on all of you, as I will need all of the encouragement I can get. LOL

I have no idea what I will be writing about on this daily adventure for a whole month, but I hope you will come along for the ride.  Pitch me your ideas, we’ll see what happens.

This page is rather plain for now, but hopefully it will become more robust and appealing as I mature in learning this new tool. I was going to jump right in with the first topic but I think that can wait for another day.