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Also My Prayer for today


These two great singers are among my very favorite singers. Listen and read the lyrics. They always bring me peace.

 

I pray you’ll be our eyes,
And watch us where we go
And help us to be wise,
In times when we don’t know
Let this be our prayer,
When we lose our way
Lead us to a place,
Guide us with your grace
To a place where we’ll be safe

La luce che tu dai (the light that you give)
I pray we’ll find your light
Nel cuore resterà (In my heart it will remain)
And hold it in our hearts
A ricordarci che (To remind us that)
When stars go out each night
L’eterna stella sei (You are the eternal star)
Nella mia preghiera (In my prayers)
Let this be our prayer
Quanta fede c’è (How much faith there is)
When shadows fill our day
Lead us to a place
Guide us with your grace
Give us faith so we’ll be safe

Sognamo un mondo senza più violenza (We dream of a world with no more violence)
Un mondo di giustizia e di speranza (A world of justice and hope)
Ognuno dia la mano al suo vicino (Everyone lends a hand to their neighbour)
Simbolo di pace e di fraternità (A symbol of peace and fraternity)

La forza che ci dai (The strength you give us)
We ask that life be kind
È il desiderio che (And the desire that)
And watch us from above
Ognuno trovi amor (Everyone will find love)
We hope each soul will find
Intorno e dentro a sè (Around and inside themselves)
Another soul to love
Let this be our prayer
Let this be our prayer
Just like every child
Just like every child

Need to find a place,
Guide us with your grace
Give us faith so we’ll be safe
E la fede che (And the faith that)
Hai acceso in noi (You have ignited within us)
Sento che ci salverá (I feel that it will save all of us)

The Prayer

 

How do I unite my body and soul? – A question to be answered


During these difficult times,

when there is still

a real fear

that many more of us may even perish. (from COVID 19 – 200,000 dead and counting)

My heart knows what it has most cherished;

prayer for one thing,

even when the harsh sting,

of hate and despair,

continues and dares,

us to believe in hope.

Why don’t we realize the oneness

of our existence?

Why all the resistance

to love each other

as brothers and sisters?

As my heart beats and keeps

track of time;

we still do not know what remains.

I still sing a simple refrain

Halleluyah! Halleluyah!

Hoping to hear the answer to

How do I unite my body and soul?

 

 

 

 

Ten things I just do not want to hear!


Conspiracy Theories no matter where they come from!

Alternative facts!

LIES!

People telling me that what I have heard is not what I have heard or what was meant!

It will disappear!

Don’t panic!

It is a hoax!

The elections will be rigged.

There is no climate change!

News talk show hosts who are not true journalists! (And who never studied journalism.)

Oh, by the way did I say, “LIES!”

 

The Countdown Continues – Will Someone Explain Why?


I need someone to explain

what is going on in the hearts and minds

of some people.

Do we no longer believe in the Golden Rule?

Explain it to me as if I were a five year old.

Why are people gathering in closed spaces without wearing a mask?

Do people simply not even love themselves?

Why are we still so cruel to each other after all we have been through these last six months?

Why are so many in denial about this pandemic?

Why are we forgetting that this virus kills and leaves many side affects?

Why do some people think they are above the law?

Why are some people still in denial of climate change?

Do we really not believe in science?

Are we not seeing the results of the fires and storms?

Why are we not understanding

that your rights end where mine begin especially when it is about health?

Why are we not worried about the interference of others in our elections?

Why are some people set on downplaying the seriousness of COVID-19?

The countdown continues. 

So much is at risk.

Do know that empires die too?

The bigger they are the harder they fall?

Why are we willing to destroy our democracy?

I want answers to all my questions. 

I am so tired of the divisiveness, hatred, violence, stupidity, partisan attitudes, conspiracy theories, and the 

LIES, LIES and more LIES.

Do you need answers too?

 

66 DAYS 15 HOURS 41 MINUTES – To be Precise


Fact checkers need to go out, research and be precise;

The urgency of now cannot be over emphasized.

We have now listened to the two major sides

and their multiple points of view.

Some things I heard frankly were not all that new.

This is why now we need some truthful and great sleuths on the ground.

Reputable and true journalists must report soon what they have found.

I will list for you the relevant issues and I hope I am concise.

Shifting blame, name calling, and sheer partisanship will no longer suffice.

I implore you to read and listen for accuracy, and meticulous reporting.

There are only 66 days left to decide who you will be supporting.

Questions should be similar to these and more:

How many billions did the USA actually receive from other countries?

What finally happened to the second stimulus bill?

With all the billions supposedly attained, why are they bickering over how much and when?

Does everyone understand we are in a recession?

Will the COVID-19 Vaccine be safe for human beings?

Has testing for COVID-19 truly slowed down?

What the real time numbers of deaths and infections?

Are medicaid and medicare at risk?

How are the senators and congressmen and women voting on the most important issues?

Will the USPS be ready to deliver mail in ballots?

How are all social media platforms protecting our elections?

I can think of so many more things that need to checked.

I hope you have questions to add to this list.

I am tired of the rethortic and misinformation.

I am tired of some journalists not asking the right questions?

I am tired of the ranting and complaining.

If you are tired too then you know what I am saying.

I am a mother and grandmother first as you may have guessed;

looking out for the future of my family and friends.

but most of all for We the People of these United States.

 

Please submit feedback. Stay safe and stay informed. 

 

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I have provided links that may be useful. 

Countdown – 75 Days 14 hours 14 minutes – Calm will Arrive!


I was inspired by this countdown clock that measures to the second how much longer it will be until election day. I wrote the following poem starting with a borrowed line from Destined 4 the Dub. I write found poems all the time and all it takes is reading a clever line from a fellow blogger. I want to create awareness and encourage people to read and listen as we move closer to election day. It is so important to keep informed and to be able to distinguish the truth and alternative facts.

I hope you enjoy this poem. Afterall, my goal is to inspire with my art and poetry. I have been enjoying the comments. Here is the found poem. I hope that one of you can give it a title. Please write your suggestions in the comments.

Carefully choose what you remember.

Let go of all the lies.

Allow the waves of change

to flow gracefully into your hearts.

We are the new dreamers.

However, the seeds were planted long ago.

Sow them gently;

So you hear their soothing mantra.

They create harmony for us;

all of us.

Know now the urgency of our oneness.

Our voices echo love and peace.

Do not forget to look at the view.

Nature always heals the soul.

Watch out for the rainbow;

it knows our destiny.

We will survive!

Breathe!

This too shall pass.

Attributions: Miriam Out and About – Destined 4 the dub


Mediation by Melba Christie

Seventy-nine Days – An Open Letter


Dear Fellow Americans,

I hope this letter reaches you in good health. I am writing to you because our United States Postal Service (USPS) may disappear for all we know because we really do not know what is happening. Some sources say there is attempt to defund it. Some say they are removing sorting machines and blue post boxes and closing down some post offices. We cannot allow anyone or anything to destroy a service that has been our most valued asset. We value our military because men and women put their lives in the line of fire to secure and protect our democracy. We value more than ever our essential workers like our fireman, ambulance workers, police officers, medical community, teachers, delivery services and food service workers. They all serve us. They all serve we the people. It is time for us to deliver. It is time for us to STAND UP AND DELIVER.

If you still believe in “WE THE PEOPLE” then that means you believe that the USPS cannot be destroyed, dismembered, unarmed, or somehow diminished. The people who work for the USPS are people from all walks of life. Many are women, African American, veterans and people who work hard to ensure that we get our medications, our social security checks, letters from our families and military members working overseas. Bottom line, they too are “WE THE PEOPLE”.

The COVID-19 pandemic has flipped everything upside down. A record number of people are out of work, more and more people are contracting the virus, and 170,000 people have died. We are going through a recession. Our collective psyche has been affected with too many uncertainties. The economy is suffering. The senate cannot decide on a stimulus package or do not want to come to compromise so that the our most vulnerable citizens can receive economic relief. They need to go back to work. Each one of them represent us the voters, we the people, and nothing should interfere with the flow of mail in ballots, be they absentee or otherwise. Nothing should slow down our postal service. We must come up with creative ways of making sure that people know what they have to do in order to vote if they feel it is unsafe to go vote in person. It is vital that we help the word get out. We must start to use our own oversight powers by making sure the congress and the senate do what they are obligated to do. They too have to STAND UP AND DELIVER! The Postal Service Crisis is not a Democratic or Republican issue, it is a civil rights issue. It is an American issue.

We must do whatever it takes to embrace the constitutional and civil rights of all people. STAND UP AND DELIVER! We must secure our precious liberties and democracy. It is up to us. STAND UP AND DELIVER! Do it for your children. STAND UP AND DELIVER! Do it for your elderly parent or the person in your family who has heart disease or diabetes or other compromising health problems. STAND UP AND DELIVER! We the people have the power. The United States of America is not an autocratic or authoritarian regime. The United States is a democracy. The world is watching us, people. The world is listening! STAND UP AND DELIVER!

One hundred years ago the Women’s Suffrage Movement made a difference in our country by demanding their right to vote. “The 19th Amendment to the U.S. Constitution granted American women the right to vote, and was ratified on August 18, 1920, ending almost a century of protest. … Following the convention, the demand for the vote became a centerpiece of the women’s rights movement.” We cannot let them down. They sacrificed too much. It is our turn to make “good trouble” and STAND UP AND DELIVER like those strong and brave women did. Please do the right thing. God bless America!

Love, Peace and Good Health,

Melba Christie

 

 

 

 

Photos by Pixabay

 

 

 

 

 

 

Eighty-one Days – Legendary Promises


“Neither snow nor rain nor heat nor gloom of night stays these couriers from the swift completion of their appointed rounds.” 

“The words above, thought to be the motto, are chiseled in gray granite over the entrance to the New York City Post Office on 8th Avenue and come from Book 8, Paragraph 98, of The Persian Wars by Herodotus.”

This is the motto or slogan and indeed the promise from the United States Postal Service that I counted on for so many years. During summer vacations I counted on their promise to deliver promptly the letters I’d write to my friends who went away to camp or to stay with their grandparents. I would be away part of the summer to visit my grandmother. I’d wait by the door for the mail carrier, (then called postman) to bring me letters from my dad who could not take off from work to be with us. Later, I’d wait for letters from my friends serving abroad during the Vietnam war. I couldn’t wait to get the pictures they would take especially of the celebrities showcased in the Bob Hope tours with the USO. Then, there was waiting for the acceptance letters from the dream college I had applied to. And of course, (I have kept them all until now) there were the love letters my husband would write to me with an occasional poem dedicated to me or to our love.

I am sure all of you can relate to these moments that were made possible because we had  a reliable source. Namely the postal service. We could count on the promise that no matter what the mail would arrive. Of course, there were delays at times and return to sender mail even though you had written the correct address on the envelope. We have all had some of those experiences.

There has been so much to digest these days and nothing is as important as the devastation caused by this deadly and highly contagious virus that has invaded our country. But the possible threat proposed against our postal system is something we have to stop. Our democracy depends on our postal service. I do not understand how we can allow defunding or privatization of this precious service. The essential workers of this institution have been diligent to get us our medicines and other goods during the stay home mandate.

I remember one of my teachers introducing us to pen pal writing. I had a few pen pals that continued writing to me way beyond the  elementary school years. The teacher wrote the postal service slogan on the board. She told us how important it was to have a postal service and explained the many ways that it helped people to stay connected.

I continue to write letters . Yes, I to friends and family even though it has kind of become a lost art and old fashion. I use email and text messaging but there is nothing like writing to a letter to a friend or family member and receiving one from them as well. My grand daughter started writing me letters during the pandemic. These letters made my day. They are my greatest treasure. She enclosed drawings and would tell us how much she missed us.

I know that this may sound over sentimental but a promise is a promise is what I believe firmly. The following is another inscription that sums it all:

Messenger of Sympathy and Love
Servant of Parted Friends
Consoler of the Lonely
Bond of the Scattered Family
Enlarger of the Common Life
Carrier of News and Knowledge
Instrument of Trade and Industry
Promoter of Mutual Acquaintance
Of Peace and of Goodwill Among Men and Nations.

Please do your part in helping to save our postal service. No matter what your political affiliation or philosophy, I am sure that you will want to think about what the threats being made implicate. Remember many people now rely on the postal service to survive. We must protect the legendary promise that was made to all of us, we the people. All it takes is a postcard or letter to your senator or congressman or woman to insist that they do something to fund the USPS. 

 

 

Some Facts:

The USPS traces its roots to 1775 during the Second Continental Congress, when Benjamin Franklin was appointed the first postmaster general. … It was elevated to a cabinet-level department in 1872, and was transformed by the Postal Reorganization Act of 1970 into the United States Postal Service as an independent agency.

In 1774, the British fired Franklin from his postmaster job because of his revolutionary activities. However, the following year, he was appointed postmaster general of the United Colonies by the Continental Congress. Franklin held the job until late in 1776, when he was sent to France as a diplomat. He left a vastly improved mail system, with routes from Florida to Maine and regular service between the colonies and Britain.

President George Washington appointed Samuel Osgood, a former Massachusetts congressman, as the first postmaster general of the American nation under the new U.S. constitution in 1789. At the time, there were approximately 75 post offices in the country.

These are the states that allow vote by mail:

https://www.newsweek.com/these-are-states-where-you-can-vote-mail-1505245

 

Click to access mission-motto.pdf

Eighty-three days – When I think about my vows


For better and for worse

in sickness and in health

until death do us part.

Vows that many of us make in a marriage.

 

How sad when you cannot be close

until death wants to separate for your loved one.

So many souls died alone during this pandemic.

 

Some couples died within hours of each other

Death has no pride;

neither does this virus.

It does not discriminate.

It does not care who you vote for

or who your candidate is or what political party you belong to.

 

It is cruel, relentless, and even smart

because you may not know you are afflicted or infected,

until you actually feel ill. It changes the symptoms all the time.

It out smarts you;

Until it may be too late and

no one can come in to be with you when you die.

 

It may leave you with heart problems,

kidney failure and unable to think straight.

In 83 days, at the rate we are going,

Eighty-three thousand people may die.

This can be a reality.

Does this horrify you?

It scares the hell out of me.

I now know three people who are ravaged  by COVID-19

Something’s gotta give.

I vow to try not to infect someone else

I know what we have to do.

Will you?

 

I don to want to sound so hopeless or helpless but I just heard of a family member who has tested positive. She did everything right. So what happened? It is frustrating and it makes me crazy. I do not want to impose my opinions. I try to be positive. I want to write poetry. I want to inspire not to instill fear. So please be safe. In the meanwhile, think about what we can do during this next 83 days.

 

 

 

Eighty-four Days – What we are up against?


As a retired educator, I feel the obligation to stress the need to help our children and young people right now. Parents and families need support as schools open within the next few weeks. School districts and their respective boards and local authorities are planning and trying to make ends meet with regard to supplies to keep their schools clean, safe and how to implement spacial distancing.

Many schools continue to advocate for distance learning  or remote learning via Zoom and other Internet platforms. Some districts have opted for a hybrid system alternating days for face to face learning and on-line learning. There is no doubt that these decisions will be protested and opposed by parents, teachers and even our national leaders. There is no one size fits all. There are too many factors to consider.

There is no equity. But then again education has never really been equitable in our country. We even label some school districts poor or rich. This is just a fact. Some cities and towns are funded by property taxes and supplemented by some state and federal entitlements. However, the buildings and technological infrastructure is either excellent and state of the art or very old and in some cases obsolete or non existent. I am not going to point fingers or blame anyone at this point for our failures in education but the truth is not all schools are created nor maintained equally.

Right this minute, parents are trying to figure out how to get their children suitable devices, update their Wifi speeds or even get Internet service, and how to afford remote learning. Teachers typically use their own dollars to buy materials and supplies during the school year. The difference this year is that they cannot buy all their students tablets or computers. So who can help to provide these devices if we should have to go back to stay at home kind of learning? Make a list if you will.

All the medical experts I have listened to have said that children can be infected and can get seriously ill from COVID 19 . Yes, they have better immune systems but what about the immunity of their teachers and the parents and grandparents they go back home to possibly spread the disease.

So, to attend school or not to go back to school is the critical question for all of us. Let us remember that it takes a village. This is just not a cliche anymore. We spend our energy worrying about what sports teams are doing to play and keep their members safe. Many of the players, may I add are millionaires. I support sports just like everyone else; but should not our focus be our education system? Sports fulfill a large part of our cultural needs and help us to relax in many ways. Just like the NFL, NBA and national baseball teams, our educational system needs sensible and professional leadership, good coaching by knowledgeable educators and fitness experts to support students and teachers.

I am calling for action for all of us to do our part. Check out the needs of your school district. If you can donate a tablet or computer. If you know someone who can afford it ask them to donate. Rich companies like Apple, Microsoft, Facebook, Samsung, LG, Walmart, Amazon, to name a few, and how about the richer members of the stock exchange to donate computers and devices to communities where children and their families simply cannot afford to get a suitable device. A parent should not have to give their child a cell phone to use during remote learning. Some parents work from home as well. How do they share the time to get on-line? We have always been a very generous country and people. Let us put our money in the right place.

Last, our politicians should work out a viable bipartisan plan to continue to help our most vulnerable populations. We need people to feel safe and empowered again. No one wants to stay home and never leave it. I do not know anyone who loves to be on food stamps or depend on others to survive. Many folks want and need to get back to work.

However we need to help slow down this deadly virus and to keep each other safe. Love thy neighbor! Follow the guidelines to keep yourself and others safe until we find a cure, a safe vaccine and effective treatments. 163,533 souls suffered so much pain and lost their worst life’s battle. Let us not loose the war. It is not appropriate or acceptable to say that “It is what it is”. 

We need to keep up the fight, call out those leaders who are not doing their jobs, vote for those who are capable of getting the job done. This is how we will honor the memory of those who have fallen.

Let us pay attention to our local public officials. Check out what they are voting for to keep our country safe. Write letters, make the phone calls.

Please stay safe my friends.

Ninety-Three Days To Go – What do you know?


While it is important to remain informed about the politics that are so vital right now, it is essential that you know the sources of the information distributed. Critical thinking is very important. We are told that many things on social media are sometimes deceptive. We have become very familiar with terms like “alternative facts” and “fake news”. How do we know for sure that what is being said is the truth? Well, for one thing we should listen to all sides of the issue. Learn how reliable those sources are and then Question, Question, Question!

Listening attentively and mindfully to what is being said takes patience and effort. What are the buzz words that are constantly repeated? Why are they being repeated? Who is doing the repeating? Check out the legitimate fact checkers.

Regarding COVID-19, it is easy to get confused and feel that some information is conflicting. Ask you own personal primary care practitioners what they believe about safety measures, how you may be at risk and what is the smart thing to do to keep your family safe. Take it personal. 

Share facts with other people. Pass on the latest information with others in your immediate community. Remember it does take a village to get the results we want, No one person can do it alone. No one!

Maya Angelou said it best in her lyric poem,  “Alone”. “The tone is of deep feeling or emotional reflection on the author’s part. The poem deals with togetherness by placing emphasis on being alone; quite an irony. It is a lyrical “thinking out loud”, a reflection on what it is to be a human and ‘out here’ in the big wide world.” There is no need to be alone, We are in this together. Believe it. 

Create a checklist of what you know are the facts. Once you know what you know, share it. Discuss it with others. We need to ask ourselves what are the most important precautions we can take for your family. Create a plan of action and be ready for anything. Leave everything to the imagination. We have been conditioned to listening to only the sound bytes; we need to be more comprehensive in seeking the truth. Definitely expect the worse so that you are prepared for the worse. But stay positive at the same time because preparedness usually results in success. 

What do you know? Share it in the comments below. Stay safe! God bless America!

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98 Days to go


More children are being tested everyday and more are testing positive for the COVID 19 virus. If you think about it, we would act diligently if children started suffering at any level from any other disease or virus. Of course the jury is still out as to the exact effect the virus will have on otherwise healthy children. Teenagers are getting the virus. We all know now that you may not exhibit any symptoms. We simply have to do what makes sense. 

I hate to become an annoyance but all we need to do is abide by the guidelines and accept that anyone can be infected. I might be. You might be and not know it. But you can infect others. It all boils down to an old adage which says, “Love thy neighbor”. Check out the CDC Listen to the scientists and the medical community. Ultimately it is about using common sense for the common good. Stay safe America!

 

Stay Safe!


Many times I use puppets or dolls to get a point across to my grandchildren. I made this clip for my granddaughters. I made the rag doll.

I made a commitment to speak up everyday or so until 0 days in November. I only think about children and especially my grandchildren.

98 days to go.

#Justdowhatmakessense

 

100 Days


As an educator, 100 days was a milestone measure. I would revise my check list of the objectives I had proposed at the beginning of the school year. It was a sobering endeavor sometimes because I would have to face the truth and realize that I had to make some changes. A few times the changes would be major. However, either way, my entire self-evaluation was a learning experience.

One year, I actually created a resource guide for the student teachers I was mentoring to help them assess how and when objectives were attained. I explained in the diplomatic way I could that assessing whether or not teaching was something they should do was pivotal to the success. I truly believe that some people decide on a career for the entirely wrong reasons. This might sound a bit cruel but teaching to me was a labor of love and total commitment.

So why am I thinking about a 100 day assessment even now that I am not teaching? A teacher is always an educator even beyond retirement. I made a commitment yesterday July 26, 2020 that the next 100 days would have to be meaningful and purposeful. My motivation is primarily my grandchildren who will inherit the earth we leave them. They may have to face some hard times if our beloved democracy fails because their elders did not speak up or gave into feeling helpless and hopeless. Each of us has a purpose to fulfill in life. I suppose this will be one of mine. I refuse to leave my grandchildren in a chaotic world if I can help it. Therefore, as a mother, grandmother, educator and simply an ordinary human being, I promise to do something and say something when I see or hear something that is not right. I do not want to scream at, or complain to or even try to coerce anyone into doing as I say. I do want action. I want people to assess the situation they are in now. The now is now, not 100 days from now. But, here’s the thing it will be up to us, the people, to effect change. We can all be agents of change.

I recently viewed an on-line interview conducted by Maria Menounes from Better Together with NYT Bestselling psychic medium, John Edward, It opened my eyes and ears to some deep thoughts. I have been thinking about some of these things for a while. To be exact I been thinking about do something since the Corona Virus took over our lives. But it took a closer look to give me the courage I needed.

One hundred days can seem like an eternity to some. It can mean some people loose their homes and even their lives. It could mean that we find ourselves engulfed in even more uncertainty. Now ninety-nine days from today, we will know what our destiny will be in terms of the politics of this beautiful country. It is up to us folks. Only our collective positive energy can effect the changes we want and need.

Please post your comments. I want to hear about what is going on in your life. Let us begin to truly talk to each other. A like or an emoji really do not express what we feel, real words do. Thanks for your continued support. Join me on the count down to the survival of our democracy and the return of a healthy mindset for the future.

Message from a Sad and Mad Grandma


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I am sad.

I am so sad.

I am so very sad.

I am mad.

I am so mad.

I am so very mad.

Does anyone understand the harm we are doing to our children?

Their eyes are watching.

Their fears are growing.

They hear there is a Pandemic.

They hear Covid 19.

They cannot attend school.

Now they hear that a police officer,

(Someone we told and taught them they could trust.

killed an African American man,

Just because …

But no one can explain why because no one really knows why.

I know we are hurting at so many levels.

I know the hurt and disillusion has been there for hundreds of years.

I know about the despair and the fears.

We have the right to speak up.

We have the right to make changes.

We have the right to even hate what is going on.

But hate begets hate.

We were all taught in kindergarten The Golden Rule.

We were taught to share and respect each other.

We were told that America is our Land.

We have the right to pursue our dreams and happiness.

They told us we are equal!

My God! What happened?

What Happened?

I am sad.

I am so sad.

I am so very, very sad.

I am mad.

I am so mad.

I am so very, very mad.

But then I think about the four children,

I was blessed to call my grandchildren.

And I think about all children,

Yes your children,

no matter their race,

no matter their religious creed.

And I cannot bear the thought that they too will be sad, and will be mad.

The grown-ups in this world have to wake up.

We need to show them

we can get through this together.

Stop the violence.

Stop the senseless killing.

Stop! Just stop!

I beg you.

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