GO RED WHITE AND BLUE!

  Sooo—my power of intuition feels need to share today’s train of thought with both Red and Blue.

Don’t worry. Be happy. 

This statement never grows old, being that, with patience intact, deeper truths inevitably emerge, coloring in details, which appear black or white, today, suggesting that current conflicts will surely be resolved, somewhere down the road ...

Who would have ever believed that a majority of the people of The United States of America would feel need to liberate our democracy from a dictator, who chose to spend a most momentous Saturday, hiding on the golf course rather than penning a sincere speech of concession, knowing full well that his loss does not equate with this election being stolen.

No wonder why Van Jones, while expressing inner fear for his children’s welfare, could not hold back tears while releasing the heartfelt depths of a loving father’s relief for the future of his daughters’ personal and professional well being.

A wondrous, deeply touching moment in time was shared clearly and openly on international TV ...

Dear friends and deeply valued allies, round the world—Only hours after announcing Biden’s win, millions of parents of boys and girls were doing much more than rejoicing in the streets—wearing masks! They were literally pointing to our Vice President Elect on TV as exemplifying sound reason to respect the fact that women—indeed women of all colors and religious beliefs—are empowered, just as is true of men, with the intelligence, personal strengths and emotional maturity to lead our great nation toward prosperity while the voice of the people continues to ring out loud like The Liberty Bell in Philadelphia, PA, so relieved are we to save our democracy from being further exploited, over these next four years, by a dictator-want-to-be, who chose to go golfing to hide on one of the most momentous days of our entire history while many of his unmasked staff are quarantined with Covid.

This deeply contested election is definitely one for the books, which, no doubt, are being outlined while I pen today’s post, and with sound reason to believe a good night’s sleep will be mine, tonight, hopefully, the same will be true for each of you.

Then upon awakening feeling more rested snd relaxed than tensely overtaxed, day after day, let’s aspire to close the angry gap between parties made worse by political greed, so as to make good use of our smart hearts by brainstorming how best to go about reuniting our nation for everyone’s sake, thus saluting Biden’s choice to end divisive attitudes in favor of melding Go Red! Go Blue! into—

GO RED WHITE AND BLUE!

Which is exactly what our democratic principles are designed to do.

And just as Joe and Kamala wove those of white, black, Indian, Christian and Jewish descent into a fully functional, highly productive political ‘family’, I believe that we, the highly diverse people of The re-Uniting States of America are heading toward carving a path toward accomplishing the same sense of thriving, which had fallen off track, decades back, once big business tossed a wrench into the clear workings of our three separate branches of central government, causing our well oiled political machine to fill with so much junk and malarkey-like gunk as to run completely amuck.

And with today’s intuitive train of thought chugging toward the light of a brand new day, do I lift my half full glass of Ensure to toast to recovering in body, spirit, attitude and political outlook concerning engaging our minds with eternal need to embrace change for the better, which takes a whale of humility, courage, patience, positive focus and time while each of us chooses to hold out our hands to toward accepting each others’ differences with every intention of welcoming the on-going expansion of our international circle of love by sincerely caring about and respecting each other’s well being—and as to Pfizer’s hopeful announcement, my best thoughts are cheering these scientific minds onward toward successfully readying a Covid vaccine for public consumption for many reasons, inclusive of the fact that Will and I’ve not been able to leave our house (other than for hospitalizations, which Will could not attend) or invite loved ones into our home since March, and though—Don’t worry.  Be happy never grows old—the loss of millions of jobs during quarantining, indefinitely—while trump, ignoring the pandemic nature of deaths raging through every state of our nation, plays golf—does!

As for now while leaving you to digest the validity of today’s deeper truths—none of which are new though all are worthy of review—riding out of the intuitive portion of my processor, Wilsonette (my trusty walker) I are about to fling open my Arcadia door and release additional steam by yelling (exercise being an impossibility as of yet) HOORAY FOR PRESIDENT ELECT BIDEN WHO DECLARES HIMSELF TO BE PRESIDENT, NOT JUST FOR THE ONE PERCENT BUT PRESIDENT OF ALL THE PEOPLE, WHICH PROVES INCLUSIVE OF YOU AND ME AND EDIE, MY DEAR FRIEND AND RIGHTHAND WOMEN OVER THESE PAST FORTY YEARS—SO HERES TO ENJOYING COFFEE WITH EDIE WHILE WE REJOICE ROUND MY KITCHEN TABLE WITH TREASURED FAMILY AND FRIENDS ONCE FEAR OF EXPOSING MY VULNERABILITY TO SUCCUMBING TO COVID AFTER SPENDING THE LAST TWELVE MONTHS FIGHTING TO SAVE MY LIFE FROM HEART-LUNG CANCER HAS TRULY PASSED, AT LAST!

As to what surprise tomorrow will bring—let’s just enjoy today, knowing that positive change is in the works for one and all—inclusive of the one percent, because what’s good for our nation eventually includes you, too, though the reverse of that fact is not true for the 99%, whether all of us have seriously considered that deeper truth or not.  So where do go from here?

With patience the truth concerning this presidential election will win out in the end

Whew! 🙋🏻‍♀️😊

 🇺🇸Annie

WHOA NELLIE! THIS ELECTION BETWEEN BIDEN AND TRUMP FEELS LIKE RIDIN’ A BUCKING BRONC

One guess as to who mocks everyone, including the disabled, and wants vote counting to stop in PA and GA but continue in AZ and Nevada, because so little makes sense if you are the brain that’s held hostage inside trump’s head, and reality points to the fact that you’re losing this crucial election, which is impossible, because, likening yourself to a Supreme Court Justice, you‘ve appointed yourself PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE ...

Paraphrasing Biden’s statement, (not new but timely)—no bully will slay democracy—leaving me to ask, once again, which candidate proves presidential and which proves frivolously litigious—our former Vice President, who assumes the wise patience of an aged David or the pretender to the throne, whose bullying demeanor brings a felled Goliath to mind?  Oh wait!  There are no thrones in The USA—except for the gold encrusted one trump has been constructing to fit his braggadocios self, over these past four years.

The fact that Biden chose to prioritize our nation’s need for sane, experienced leadership over retiring on his laurels at the age of 78 makes me proud to vote for this leader of ALL Americans.  In fact, I’d thought that considering the needs of all Americans had been expected of every past president until trump had cunningly chosen to turn Americans against each other more cuttingly than ever before, knowing that to divide is to conquer—so thank you, Joe, for so clearly stating your stance of paying homage to purple mountain majesty by pledging to work toward reuniting red and blue.  And now, as once again, we turn toward wait-n-see which state will seal our fate, Will has turned from CNN to his cowboy channel where the good guys always win🙋🏻‍♀️🇺🇸

ELECTION DAY—NOVEMBER 3, 2020

So here it is—the most important election of our lifetime, and I’m SURE we’re going to win—🇺🇸until I get scared, again—I mean, seriously—He built Mexico’s wall around The White House, he threatens governors who refuse to heel, and his thugs are harassing Biden supporters on the open road—Geez!

On the other hand—

So many more millions are with us, today, than was true four years ago, before the worst bitter herb in the history of The USA gave us countless reasons to back up our opinions with votes!

With pearls adorning my person in celebration of freedoms won thanks to RBG’s unflagging support for women’s rights ... please stay safe and be well, dear friends, as we unite while awaiting results with bated breath!

🙋🏻‍♀️❤️🇺🇸✨💫🌟

While my lifelong friend, Susan and I were discussing book clubs, I texted that, in addition to her good fortune concerning enjoying 30 years of leadership’s book choices, I believe my bias against many of my book club’s selections is based in the fact that at the first hint of poking the bear (which in my case relates to my subconscious need to suppress so much as even one left over hint of PTSD, which refuses to consider reading a book related to child abuse or rape or mental torture or enslavement or slayings of any kind, referencing man, woman and child’s inhumanity toward humankind‘s naked vulnerabilities.)

 Interestingly, that fearful attitude was not true of me during my twenties, when my library first began to overflow with hard bound books concerning every one of those genres—as if the dark side of my subconscious was electing to carve out ‘safe’ passage for my psyche to recreate my existential path by diving into the darkened depths of my personal history, which slowly uncovered itself, layer upon layer, over many years in which I’d felt compelled to employ one therapist after another, all of whom had played a significant role in leading my psyche toward loosening its hold onto the tiger’s tail in exchange for opening my eyes to acknowledge  lifelong intuitive need to develop the host of inner strengths necessary to muster the humility and courage to set my childlike, teddy bear visualizations aside so as to identify the true tiger, staring at me—eye-to-eye from within my very own mirror—which had, ever since my baby sister’s unexpected, sudden death, chastised me for being such a bad little girl, whose naughtiness made everyone I loved so desperately unhappy that I no longer deserved to be loved by anyone unless my smile served to fulfill everyone’s every need, spoken or not, without fail—whew—heavy load of undeserved guilt for a really good little girl to bear behind my ever-ready-to-please-sparkling smile—which upon reflection, made a cliche of me until EMDR therapy encouraged every portion of my brain to work together as a whole so as to decode my inner life complexities, thus freeing my current self image to grow ever more emotionally mature as my expansive capacity to embrace insight based leaps of faith challenged my intelligence to acknowledge sound reason to accept and love both sides of me, which make up my adult psyche’s newly emboldened, healthy, self-motivated, whole/some determination to achieve heartfelt goals, which had previously seemed beyond my imperfect reach.  In short, my voice has become ever more unafraid to stand up to authority, head held high, while clearly stating that which I feel and think I need.

Once today’s intuitive train of thought began to tunnel out of my subconscious as though all on its own, shining its spotlight upon an inter-related string of insights that has no doubt served to soothe my spirit‘s raw stomach ache, which had irritated my digestive tract over these last tension tightening days—I came to see personal need to remind myself to regain a sense of inner calm over the duration of these next few weeks—or months until trump and his offspring plus Jerrod (like his father like son) are, hopefully, garbed in orange jumpsuits, designed by Ivanka, behind bars, manufactured in the USA.  And having had my say for today, it’s back to CNN for positively focused me, who, thank goodness, remains highly addicted to—this hope:  During the aftermath of our four year tumble into trump’s tantruming tweets, 24/7, the best is yet to come with Biden at the helm.

Having made it through heart/lung surgeries, a day apart, I’ll not fall apart while awaiting Presidential Election results—ditto for US Senate races, as well.

And on that note, tis time to turn on CNN ... Annie🙋🏻‍♀️❤️🇺🇸

ANY WHO STILL STUMP FOR TRUMP MUST BE AS INSANE AS HE PROVES TO BE

Amazing to think that after electing our first black president, twice, rather than continuing to move our nation in a forward direction, our impatience with change for the better chose to turn back the clock by electing a gold encrusted bigoted blow hard, whose utter disrespect for democratic principles batter our ears every time his voice releases yet another inconceivably contemptible, hornets’ nest of lies concerning every vital aspect of life—most especially anything that’s of a scientific nature, and thus—with trump at the helm—our nation has run completely amuck, over these past four years.

And just as with toothpaste, PUTIN THE trump BACK INTO THE TUBE may prove to be our nation’s greatest feat as seen by the millmm r of voters who continue to march straight toward The White House on both sides of the street.  

This week, we have the singular opportunity to right the vast number of wrongs, which have offered the nations of the free world sound reason to gasp, repeatedly, so aghast are we each time this truth must be grasped, anew—our current president is anything but sane.

Why was it crucial to vote blue on Nov. 3rd before 8pm?  Because the tag team of reality and common sense continues to spotlight the fact that our forefathers’ courageous fight for democracy is not yet over in 2020, and every serviceman/woman’s personal pledge to ensure that his/her loved ones’ hard won freedoms  remain preserved in perpetuity, cannot co-exist on American soil peaceably with a heartless narcissistic dictator-want-to-be such as our nation’s current commander in chief repeatedly sees himself to be—bottom line—Democracies are not ruled by dictator-Putin-want-to-be’s ... and a peaceful change of command does not call for ruffians to make up a caravan of flag waving trucks driven by thugs, who are filmed surrounding a bus load of Biden supporters, threatening peacekeepers, resulting in the cancellation of their gathering—in short—

Most everything the current administration says and does is—un-American.  And so much is illegal that the Senate’s self serving decision to declare trump unimpeachable has unscrewed our forefather’s balance of power just as capitalism, unchecked, has seen the scales of Lady Justice swing so dangerously toward the right that the eternal torch held high in the hand of The Lady in the Harbor has become so dim as to darken the hopes of the American people—but not enough to have stopped us from masking up so as to have lined up and cast our votes in protection of ensuring the healthy future of The American way ...

Since the beginning of his campaign, Biden’s promise to be every American’s president, has been declaring that we’re in a battle for the soul of our nation.  And—bottom line—that’s the truth,

Paraphrasing, Thomas Friedman, columnist for The NY Times,—(have we experienced the last weekend that we’ll see America as we know it? ... America, where free and public elections actually happened ... If free elections ‘break’ it’ll be really hard to put the toothpaste back into the tube ...

Over these past few trying days, my digestive system has been feeling raw, perhaps due to the irritant combination of swallowing iron supplements along with seeing ‘red’ refusing to accept trump’s defeat once ballots had been cast and the polls closed at 8pm on Nov. 3rd.  

Thus far, this week, I’m feeling somewhat better, and have decided to forego even one more iron pill till physical and emotional irritations have had time to calm down.

With allergic reactions increasing along with our recent change in season, coupled with serious consideration of our concern about consequences of climate change, I hope your weekend is proving as restful as is humanly possible what with another horrific hurricane riling up oceanic swells reminding us of near snd present dangers threatening the declining health of our planet, which scientific study proves as directly related to climate change, which trump insists is yet another hoax to add to many months of bald faced lies concerning Covid.  And though I cannot escape into fantasyland along with trump’s cultist cronies, it does my heart good to imagine you comfortably seated in an easy chair, while quarantining, reading by a sunlit window, which having wrapped you in the warmth of sunbeams, sees me hoping that the content of your book offers your mind more uppers than downers during this politically astoundingly confounding time in our nation’s history.

If you believe you’ve voted your conscience then, it’s time to breathe deep and relax with a good read in your hands, which brings to mind, yet again, my hope that book club selections, during exceptionally trying times, will take the current state of our spirits into consideration.  

On the other hand, so much that’s worth reading for discussion proves heavy in content, which is why, throughout this difficult year, I’ve not been able to absorb most of the selections chosen by both of my book clubs.  And as I’ve yet to regain the energy necessary to absorb mental stimulation, which always provides for lively discussions, my choice—to forego reading anything heavy followed by deciding not to participate quietly during Zoom discussions—go hand in hand in hopes of regaining my peace of mind whenever it slips into oblivion, again.

And who am I to comment on your book club selections, most especially during this lengthy time period, which has been so terribly trying as to call forth my defense system to blind the conscious portion of my brain from openly acknowledging the depths of my stress for more than a flash of honest recognition before a velvet curtain descends, covering all sense of distressing reality within the sturdy, opaque framework of denying any reaction other than feeling grateful to be alive and surrounded by love..

On the other hand, I believe our soulful need to reveal deeper truth sets our minds free to relax suppressed anxiety, so, hopefully, as my intuitive powers have opened the conscious portion mind to absorb the continuing existence of both sides of human nature as revealed within the content of this post, I believe we’ll witness my digestive distress decrease though the presidential election and the senate’s self absorbed game of musical chairs is soon to advance toward whatever will be as the indefinite nature of our nation’s future repeatedly proves to be only a day away.  Whew!

As for now, I hope the sun shines brightly over your person throughout the rest of today.  No need to expand that wish to hover over the head of a desert dweller, namely, me.  In fact,  my plan to slather myself with sunscreen before relaxing on my palm covered patio’s royal blue pillowed, two seater, super comfy swing, knowing that my trusted commentators on CNN are being recorded, has changed for the better upon holding my phone to my ear so as to hear Steven and Ravi chime in with—ready or not, we’re coming over to play, which delighted my heart so much as to patiently table my readiness to absorb whatever’s been taking place throughout our nation on a day when family time is prioritized over the most revealing election of our lives ... Ohhhm 

Annie 🙋🏻‍♀️❤️🇺🇸

HALLOWEEN 2020

 Though it’s sad for the kids, I agreed with parents who thought it wise not to trick or treat, this year, because scientists are still gathering info concerning how Covid is spread and caught ... 🙋🏻‍♀️

One of my nieces created a candy treasure hunt for her children inside her house followed by creating a game of dice in which winners were rewarded with each other’s treasure hunt candy

Bobbing for apples is a Halloween tradition that’s good for laughs.

I’m sure that any and all creative ideas, which can be shared on Facebook, will be appreciated by parents, everywhere ... 

Steven, who literally has hundreds of kids come to his door, year after year, has created a protective fencing barrier connected to a ten foot pipe in which to safely dispense candy to kids whose parents OK trick or treating despite Covid risks. (Ravi is a much needed super hero, as 2020 has been very trying year for people of all ages throughout the entire world. 👻😈👹👺🤡

Barry’s annual pumpkin carving tradition entertained Tony and Ray for hours

Thank goodness, tis  a Happy Halloween when adult creativity saves the day

What a year this has been, exacerbated by our President whose ridicule of masking up leads gullible folks ever more deeply into Denialand where they remain blind to the deadly dangers of our Covid crises until one of their loved ones is in need of a respirator in the ICU ...  though no man created Covid, trump, the consummate politician, continues to conduct unmasked rallies, sans social distancing, in state after state, thus recreating a public travesty concerning his dangerous, cold hearted uncaring, ongoing spread of one man’s abuse of power, which will continue to offer tragic consequences to countless red hatted families, over these next three days—and who knows what his devious mind has planned for November 3rd???

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IS TRUMP’S FORTUNE A FIGMENT OF HIS IMAGINATION?

Being a teacher, myself, I can’t imagine how the brains of our precious children can be expected to absorb complex subject matter, eyes glued to computer screens for hours, growing ever mor listless, day after day.  I can see how boredom would drain young brains of energy needed for active absorption that sticks.  It’s a fortunate virtual class of children whose virtual teacher holds each student’s attention by making sound use of intriguing creativity.

Kids of all ages, across the nation, can thank trump for being so self serving as to cause them to miss more than a year’s worth of learning, which could have changed for the better, over the summer, had leadership in D.C. encouraged EVERYONE to wear masks, thus enlisting our help in gaining control over containing the spread of this deadly virus, early on.  90, 000 new cases of Covid diagnosed, today.

90, 000?  In one day?  How is that possible?  Super spreader events.  No masks.  No distancing.

Sadly, we are the living proof of current leadership leading our nation’s good health astray, based in the fact that trump and his narrow minded cronies continue to lie to their cult-like followers, openly demonstrating our president’s contempt for the intelligence of one and all, suggesting that dt could not care less about the future of American youth as long as his personal fortune (does that even exist?) remains intact.  And if his fortune has been blown, as proved true more than once in years past, is that why this consummate liar insists upon secreting his income tax returns from the people who make up the voters within the USA?  If leadership’s lack of fiscal judgement has, indeed, mismanaged his personal fortune, again, then how can anyone trust the workings of his brain to re-strengthen our nation’s sagging economy, most especially during deeply troubled times when so many of us fear bringing Covid to vulnerable loved ones, so in hopes of not catching it, we stay home.  Businesses tank.  And trump blames the Democrats so as to deflect cause and effect away from himself—if he and his trumpers and trumpettes distanced and wore masks, spiking numbers of new cases would decline, hospitals staff would not exhaust, businesses would reopen and the economy would prosper.  I actually believe that by now, trump, having repeated the same falsehoods so often, believes his own lies, inclusive of lies about the size of his fortune ... Hmmm ... 

THOUGH COVID’S NOT YET TURNING THE CORNER, I AM😊

THOUGH COVID’S NOT YET TURNING THE CORNER—I AM

 I’m glad to say no head ache upon awakening, today, though watching trump strut at rallies—uncaring that Covid is spiking while he wastes precious time ridiculing Biden’s masks and Kamala’s name—makes me see ‘red‘.

On the other hand, while watching and listening to knowledgeable guests, interviewed by intelligent journalists and newscasters on CNN,  intermittently, during the day, my positively focus attitude concerning Biden’s win feels inspired to grow ever more hopeful, and if we add my need of less and less pain meds into the daily mix then I feel encouraged by forward movement on both fronts.

(BTW—I chose not to mention last week’s infection until it cleared, so as not to worry loved ones, unnecessarily🙋🏻‍♀️)

I once asked a therapist to describe me in two words.  His immediate reply:

Self motivated—Determined

I liked his professional summation—a lot 🙋🏻‍♀️😍