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pray USA

Hello, I saw this sign Pray USA with an American flag, beautiful landscape, and beautiful sky.  We were driving on a rural road in southern Oregon, west of Eugene. I asked Ming to turn around and take this picture because I wanted to write a blog post about my pray USA prayers. pray USA I… Read More »

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how to know it’s a no

Trying to get away from the last person I was in a dysfunctional relationship with–wow, that was hard work.  I’ve had many low-key dysfunctional relationships, but this was one of the more dangerous and expensive.  I want to write about how to know it’s a no.  Please learn from my errors! when you’re afraid to… Read More »

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racism while traveling

Hello, how are you doing?  I’ve been thinking about racism while traveling.  Have you experienced it?  Were you scared? My mom was Mexican-American, and my dad was white.  I appear white.  We had a tense moment or two when I was in jr high and my family visited Missouri, where my dad’s side of the… Read More »

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what to mourn

Hello, how are you doing?  I’ve been thinking about what to mourn.  Here’s a list of ideas if you need some alternatives to mourning what others are mourning.  I imagine a flower falling into a hole in the ground for each of these items listed. what to mourn Mourn your own childhood.  The good parts,… Read More »

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prayer for Catholics

Ming and I visited a small mission, inland from San Diego in southern California.  In the church we saw some propaganda right by the door, about how Ming and I are not ok in the eyes of God.  It hurt, and I prayed this prayer for Catholics.  Please pray along with me. Prayer for Catholics… Read More »

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real safety

Hey, I was talking to Ming about real safety.  It had to do with an experience we had I may not be ready to talk about. So much is fresh.  Travel seems to keep it fresh, with no home base to return to for home-rest and processing of what I learn.  The outside world is… Read More »

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Las Vegas as abuser

I loved Las Vegas so much.  But lately I’ve been thinking about Las Vegas as abuser. moving When Ming and I moved away from Las Vegas last month, we were leaving my home, a place I’d given seven years of my life, the beautiful land where I went on the Sacred Peace Walk and learned… Read More »

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vfw

On this road trip, we’ve passed a few VFW meeting places in little towns.  They seem a big deal for social connection, something besides church.  The old men meeting there are glad to have something to come together about, I imagine.  Staying connected through their shared pasts. The VFW sign on each building can be… Read More »

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sigh

When I was a kid, sighing was a scary sound.  It was a sound my dad made when he was upset, and it meant someone else needed to fix his feelings real quick, or we would all be in trouble.  His sigh was a sign that we had a few seconds until things got violent.… Read More »

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public enemy

I love Public Enemy.  It took a long time–decades. content warning: mention of violence When I was young, I hated them.  I thought Public Enemy coarse, brutal, annoying, heavy handed–too much.  The cursing, the edginess–motivation from anger.  They seemed conceited, and I was like–why? Part of what I hated about them was Flavor Flav.  I… Read More »