a time, a place, an era...

We face the future, we look back at the past. It is such a time that we have never faced in our lifetimes. We have choices to make, we have a vote to make, a vote that can mark the change, not only in the political landscape, but in the social fabric of this country. Our very survival depends on the outcome of this election.

We can go forward into the light, or fall into the abyss of hate and fear. The choice is yours. I choose to follow the light, I've done it before and the feeling of hope, love, and forgiveness was overwhelming. I was told once by a power much greater than myself that I had to return to this life because my mission was not done. I did not know at that time what that meant. I do now. We must save ourselves from evil, we must embrace change, we must hope for all hope.

I have nothing to gain from this other than seeing a better world. Vote hope... Vote change.... Vote Obama.

My vote...you now know where I stand

Prop 1 - No
Prop 2 - No
Prop 3 - No
Prop 4 - No
Prop 5 - No
Prop 6 - no
Prop 7 - NO
Prop 8 - NO
Prop 9 - No
Prop 10 - YES
Prop - 11 - No
Prop 12 - no

this song sticks in my mind...

American Prayer by Dave Stewart and friends... it is available on iTunes....

good people...

Yesterday I discovered that there are a few good people still living in Anza. They arrive in one form but then you see the real person. I guess you appreciate what you've got when you realize that there are some just struggling to get by and by extending your hand in friendship, you will be rewarded. I'm willing to help those who help themselves, and who still believe in helping others. I found someone to work with my Mom... at least for now.

the West still lives....

Home of the local gymkhanas and turkey shoots....life in Anza

when the Santa Ana winds blow...

We have dust....