Trump says he won’t take climate action because it threatens corporate profits: ‘I’m not willing to do that’
All posts for the month June, 2019
Still Alive…Re-blog from The Mental Chronicles 2013Published June 27, 2019 by Nan Mykel
I had to re-blog…..
…just for the record. I’ve been gone from this site for quite a long while, and to be honest, I don’t know why. No excuse about being busy. There were some instances when I would have had the time to write.
To be honest, I’ve mostly been thinking. The end of the month I’ll go back to campus for another two semesters of classes, which I enjoy, but this was supposed to be a break and it has turned into me just feeling numb.
I wish I could just focus on things that are going right in my life, but I can’t. I quit going to my psychiatrist several months ago, and I got the letter fairly recently warning me to schedule an appointment or be discharged. Followed by the letter officially stating that I have been discharged from psychiatric care at this place. I had just held that letter…
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Teeny excerpt from Jill Dennison (Filosofa’s Word)Published June 27, 2019 by Nan Mykel
“Trump wouldn’t concern himself with 150 U.S. citizens’ lives, let alone 150 Iranian lives!”
Trump Admin Report on Global Religious Freedom Smacks with HypocrisyPublished June 27, 2019 by Nan Mykel
The world is still raining tears.
KILL THE GAYS IN THE NAME OF CHRISTIANITY – DAVID BAHATI, MP UGANDA
The US Secretary of State Pompeo released the 2018 Annual Report on International Religious Freedom. The report highlighted some of the successes for religious freedom of the past year, such as the release of Pastor Andrew Brunson from Turkey, and of Asia Bibi from Pakistan. But it also pointed to the increasing persecution of believers in countries like China, Iran, Eritrea, and elsewhere.
US report on religious freedom shows persecution continues to grow in many countries
“Nobody should be persecuted because of their faith. This most recent report reveals that while there have been a handful of successes for religious freedom over the past year, the challenges continue to mount worldwide. We encourage all governments and international organizations to continue setting high standards when it comes to protecting and promoting international religious freedom,” said Kelsey Zorzi, Director…
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NOT A SERVICE DOGPublished June 26, 2019 by Nan Mykel
“Do I look like I care?”
Apologies to NOTQUITEOLD ♦ MAY 24, 2016 – Nancy Romans for the mis-use of her dog:
LikesPublished June 23, 2019 by Nan Mykel
When I’m depressed, nothing interests me. At other times I enjoy many things.
Among these are drawing, sketching, cutting and collaging, writing, browsing in the library and second hand book stores, singing, looking for indian artifacts in a plowed field after it rains, brainstorming or discussing ideas with a friend, smelling the earth after it rains, looking at rainbows, recalling Judy Garland singings about them, feeling the warmth of my purring cat, exchanging soul gazes with a canine companion, sharing food with friends, friends, laying out under the stars, reading aloud with an intimate, snuggling under the covers while the rain patters on the roof, singing Christmas carols, the lit Christmas tree, walking along the beach collecting gifts from the sea, attending a Quaker meeting, viewing a sunset, flowers, trees trees trees, speculating on strange encounters, watching a heart-warming movie…
Therapy Session — PREFACEPublished June 22, 2019 by Nan Mykel
The doctors did not diagnose her as anorexic, but you had to admit she was pretty slight. And pale, even plain, if you wanted to be honest about it. Kind of timid–cautious, as she sat in the vestibule of the counseling center, waiting. Out of the corner of her eye she glanced at the others who were also waiting. Both males and females, the others looked relaxed, as though they were familiar with each other, with one exception.
The male sitting next to her appeared anxious. Like herself, he was avoiding eye contact and sat looking alternately at the wall they faced above the others, and at the carpet beneath their feet. Suddenly it occurred to her that the little drama being played out was somehow humorous. She and the stranger sitting next to her were both occasionally sneaking a surreptitious peek at each other. A half-grin was escaping from her unpainted lips at the awkwardness of the situation just as they found themselves peeking at the same time. Since she was caught in her half-grin when their eyes accidentally met he took it for a greeting, and responded in kind. “Hi, I’m Rob.” His deep blue eyes seemed kind–if eyes alone can be kind–but his smile was tentative.
“I’m Amber,” she replied in a small, constricted voice. “As in Forever Amber.”
Rob’s grin became less hesitant. “And I’m Rob, as in Robber.”
Amber gave a little laugh which sounded to her like a snort. Her right hand was caressing her own left hand as though to comfort it. “Well, I’m here for a group.” At that, some of the others perked up.
“I bet you’re the new group members Doc told us about,” one of the females said, pleased to place them. “Welcome! Doc will be here any minute.”
True to her word, he was, accompanied by what looked like a female doc. Amber and Rob had already met Ed Smith during separate individual counseling sessions, but they had not met Ed’s co-therapist Jackie Harsch. The members–eight in all–filed into the room behind the two therapists, and Amber dropped into the first of many colorful bean bag chairs that circled the room. She gave a small smile when Rob took the seat next to her. The other members–three males and two females not counting herself and Rob, plopped completed the circle. The two therapists sat on opposite sides of the group, and Jackie Harsch spoke first, maintaining direct eye contact as she addressed Rob and Amber in turn. “Hi. We’re on first names only here.”
Amber regarded her cautiously, even timidly; a little scared. There was nothing specific to be frightened of–just everything. Jackie was dressed casually and Amber thought she might be athletic. Curly short blonde hair and a tan–or was she…bi-racial? Amber, in an attempt to distance herself from the situation, searched her mind for a better word than bi-racial. Ethnic? She surfaced again to find Jackie’s eyes fixed on hers. Caught. Pinned to the present like a butterfly…moth, she silently amended.
“Each of us will introduce ourselves and share what we’re hoping to get from the group. I’ll go first. I’m Jackie, newly licensed as a psychologist and I’m here to get more experience in this business of psychotherapy, especially in group settings…Oh, and I teach at the university. And this is, of course, a confidential group.” She turned to the male on her right, who identified himself as Gordon. “I want to be more comfortable around people, especially women.” He flushed as he spoke and turned quickly to the female on his right.
“Hi! Welcome to the group. I’m Shirley, and don’t worry we’re harmless.”
[See earlier posts for Chapter One and Two]
How to Put on Pants — Re-blogPublished June 22, 2019 by Nan Mykel
From MoreThanEnoughTruth — “Daddy”
Any task that Daddy despised, he redefined. He turned boring into fun. Perhaps most memorable and long reaching was putting on his pants. I would have learned the best way to put legs into trousers long before I was fifteen had I not been living with my aunt and uncle in Texas. Soon after arriving at my new Long Island home, Daddy enlightened me with respect to the art of putting on pants both legs at once. “It’s an improved method,” he explained, “More efficient, easier on the low back, and fun to boot.” He demonstrated: Sitting on the edge of the bed, positioning trousers waist agape, he folded knees to chest and leaned far, far back, thrusting both feet into their proper pant legs as trousers sailed aloft. When he rolled forward into starting position, his pants were as good as on. All that was needed was to stand, draw up, button, zip, and buckle. “There,” he exclaimed. “That’s how it’s done. It works the same for under drawers or panties. Leaning forward while you’re lifting legs one at a time, can strain your back. Not good!”
OK. I got the picture. During the ensuing sixty-six years, I have, every morning, put on my panties, bloomers, leggings, jeans, shorts, or slacks two legs at a time. It’s impossible to daily reenact this bit of whimsy without a smile, as I remember my dad earnestly explaining to a wide-eyed adolescent, how taking a mindful approach to life and living can be the birthright of even a lost-and-found daughter.
Re-blog from Chelseaannowens.comPublished June 22, 2019 by Nan Mykel
Anything accomplished today was brought to you by Chocolate.
Feeling down? Try Chocolate. Your frowny downs will soon leave town.*
*Results may vary. Complain to your friends before use. Side effects may include: delayed drowsiness, addiction, weight gain, tooth decay, and satiating waterfalls of happiness coursing through your bloodstream creating full body ecstasy.
Horty Rex Re-BlogPublished June 21, 2019 by Nan Mykel
”CENTRAL PARK FIVE” = “THE EXONERATED FIVE”
This is a ‘must watch‘!
The story of stolen innocence, childhood and youth due to an entirely flawed system associated to bias, racism and inequality.
HortyRex© It Is What It Is
🙏🏽 … ‘They’d already spent years of their lives incarcerated for a crime they didn’t commit.
Yuseff Salaam was released in March 1997 after serving seven years and 11 months, Kevin Richardson was released in June 1997 after serving eight years and two months, Antron McCray was released in September 1996 after serving seven years and five months and Raymond Santana was released in December 1995 after serving six years and eight months. By the time Reyes confessed, Korey Wise had spent 13 years and three months behind bars.
It’s now known that the true perpetrator was Matías Reyes, a serial rapist who was in prison when he confessed to the crime in 2002.
As ‘When They See Us‘ masterfully illustrates, the Central Park Fiveare a tragic example of the flaws in our justice system and the manner in which prosecutors and detectives exploited these flaws and used the city and country’s racial tensions to their advantage.
As a result, five children spent the majority of their teen years in prison for a crime they didn’t commit, and it’s important to remember that they are victims as well.’ … 🙏🏽
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