Rantings & Praise ~shell

Ok, I neeeeeed to take one step forward at a time, to make it through the muck of hatred all around me. I NEED to say one thing and one thing only AND THAT IS THIS WHOLE POST! I am very busy with the reopening of our Non Profit Lionhearts Fitness. A place for all people. ALL If you have read our mission statement, you will see it’s a requirement. All Youth, all abilities, all ages, all states, counties, financial/socioeconomics . When I “Interviewed" our new church, we had a meeting with the pastoral staff . I brought my teens, who already had faced racism in the South. The first question we asked: What do you think of HATE? They looked at me quizzically. I played the word association game. I loudly said ”Homosexual, Native American, Hispanic, Fat, Skinny, Muslim????” They gave me the best answer to date. “We have many members who have problems/issues when they hear those words, and we are working on it, with love and education." BAM In my quest to learn more, ...

People often ask me "Why would you move from Monterey CA to Chattanooga TN?" I hear that question, at least once daily. My story is pretty much documented throughout this blog. I haven't blogged in a while because I have been busy creating a non-profit called Lionhearts. Backing up...I was very ill. I was bedridden for many years. During that time I went back to school (Academy of Art University SF,), ran a business (I.E,) raised 7 kids...and did most of it from bed or in a sitting position. I became a research patient at Stanford, a long enough story in itself and became mobile. We had a sprawling beautiful ranch and every dime we spent on living expenses was taking money away from the cause that I believe God called me to. I had an amazing nonprofit called Artists4Change, encouraging all to use their talents to help their community, their world. We raised 10s of thousands of dollars for many different needs. I loved watching artists...

First off, thank YOU, thank you for subscribing, being inspired and inspiring and a part of this blog of processing and hope. I honestly don't have any idea how I would get through this life without the many of you who support me. One of the reasons for the blog was to communicate with you collectively, because I couldn't manage it one at a time. The response has been overwhelming, uplifting and life giving. Armchair Warrior These Days.  I have posted a lot in the past two days.  Life being filled with processing grief, pain and yes, even great joys. A note/rant on The Light Will Slaughter the Darkness A testimony in Instagram  A note about Little Angel  (song available.) Now a full fledged Blog! Bring Drops of Joy In the Pain Sunday morning at church, I had an intense worship time and posted about it on my IG account, link above. We had empowering guests at the church, a couple, with offerings of hope, experience and strength. They have a won...

Right of Passage, His and Mine. AROO! Death and dying: What is my biggest fear? Most would think my legacy. What will I leave behind? Who will they say I was? No, not you, not society, but my children. Yes, of course there is some vain concern about such things. My biggest fear has always been the pain that I will leave behind.  I have gut wrenching overwhelming PTSD from the violence I have known, and the atrocious deaths I have faced, I have felt more pain because of death and dying than I could ever explain here. At 17 I was at my mother's side, for the remaining months of her life. She succumbed the month after I turned 18. I was the only one taking care of her. My father sent everyone else away. The pain it caused my siblings was unbearable. Not so much the death, as the absence from the process. I am the eldest and felt their pain, and watched as the years passed. I am the last surviving member of my immediate family of 7. My first husband died in an insane man...