New 2011 Blog

First off: Hi if you are reading, I am trying to post  publicly, have to use a public computer to print out the pages of instruction on how to do this as I do not have a printer and I soon will have NO PLACE TO LIVE!!!!!!

 2nd: I am NOT following the Blog: South Bay Film Shoot, but do not know how to remove it, Nothing against the site, it is not relevant to my blog.

Thirdly: Hi -how are any of you today? Healthy and happy,,,, I could hope and dream and wish it to be so....
     Here on the sunny, clear, and cool Central  California Coast, one year from my first post a year ago I am reflecting back on just what an unsuccessful year this has been.  I no longer live near  the sweet mocking bird---I gave that living situation up  in what turned out to be a fruitless quest to relocate to LAand/or Orange Counties and WOW what an experience  that turned out to be...I can leave it at that,  Maybe the phrase you can't go home again, for me, really is true.
     I grew up near Knotts Berry Farm in one of the many new subdivisions built in the middle of the 20th century.  Southern Calif in the 50s and 60s was basically, from my childhood perspective, paradise on earth.  The climate was ideal, warm and sunny.   The streets were safe, you could, as a teenager go out till midnight and never fear for your safety.  Nightstalkers, gangs, and Amber Alerts --these were non-existent when I grew up. Back then, it truly was "it's all good" and "no worries," two current-day phrases not in usage back then. I could, as a wee girl, walk miles during the day to the outdoor shopping center.  "Malls"  had not yet been invented in Southern Calif,  that  structure/community/ catch-all and be-all was invented during my teen years.

  Yes, I am an aging boomer (never unfortunately  a yuppie- upwardly mobile boomer I sometimes think). I was an original flower child, I prefer that turn of words, altho I was also an official hippie. There are a lot of stories there, perhaps in another future, to be written...

 I am still alive, unlike many of my generation.   I really am grateful to be alive, yes it is a blessing, a gratitude..... altho I have been wondering, trying for, earnestly seeking, a reason, a purpose, a way of being fully alive that I  still have not found for myself.  What is my destiny? Will it ever,ever be fulfilled?  I have seen so many of my gifts and talents lie so dormant thru so many decades now, well specifically this past decade of my life, my fifties......Perhaps my purpose is merely to survive being alive in this crazy-spinning universe of now.
    For any of you young people out there, believe me when I tell you---- choices you make in your teens today can impact your life ----sometimes without you knowing, sometimes with the most uplifted of spirits, the most worthy intentions for good, for peace, for justice, for love, for beauty, and freedom, yes my dear younger generations, I am afraid, sometimes, thru no fault or maybe sometimes your fault, thru your youthful blindness, fate, God, or destiny, yes,  things in  your life can rearrange, twist, hang you out in the winds of change, like a feather, floating,spinning, arriving,  in all the glorious sun-warmed,  it's - a- wonderful life -but I wish it coulda been shoulda been better breeze-----------