Hard anniversary is nearing. Blasting Hurricane Katrina came through five years ago, end of August.
Hard to relive.
Hard for the people who went through what I call "the odyssey."
Imagine so many people and each one has an individual story to tell; to relive.
Katrina was a three-warm-core-ring circus, so to speak.
We who have survived that wind and water will gulp at the thought.
Destruction was like an exploded bomb of maximum force. Scary to see it; scarier to live it. Still scary.
This is not so-called reality TV. It is real life horror that makes your stomach sick.
Anniversaries and their dates serve as markers of time. But the pain from the event is no greater because of a calendar number. It is pain so immense that it literally could not get any worse.
Blessings to you who have gone through Hell and lived to talk about it. Your story is gigantic and so is your courage.
07 August 2010
26 July 2010
11 July 2010
Oily-Slick PR
Honesty and truth in advertising has blurry line in PR spot ads being run by BP OIL.
That campaign is about as disheartening as what that company has done to spoil - desimate- our wetlands and creatures.
Image making or breaking? I don't believe them. It stinks.
That campaign is about as disheartening as what that company has done to spoil - desimate- our wetlands and creatures.
Image making or breaking? I don't believe them. It stinks.
28 June 2010
Mental Illness Comes to Oil Foreground
It's taken 70 days for that BP OIL CRISIS in the GULF to turn to psychological issues.
Eco, everything covered it up. Inevitable.
We need qualified therapists in diners daily for group sessions;
Music, mental, physical, ground-floor basics.
Gulf Coast citizens are beyond 'the verge.' the verge is beyond the gulf.
Pelicans, bans, losses - every shape and form.
Orwell-esque.
GET ME OUTTA HERE
Eco, everything covered it up. Inevitable.
We need qualified therapists in diners daily for group sessions;
Music, mental, physical, ground-floor basics.
Gulf Coast citizens are beyond 'the verge.' the verge is beyond the gulf.
Pelicans, bans, losses - every shape and form.
Orwell-esque.
GET ME OUTTA HERE
26 June 2010
Grandest Pleasure
Wow! It is with grandest pleasure that I can share this amazon link with you of "Misadventures of a New Orleans Girl," my new book. (ISBN 1451591314)
... literary / creative nonfiction ... BIG smiles.)))
Here is the news release: www.MisadventuresofaNewOrleansGirl.com
Tell your worst enemies - and bests.
Recommended summer reading!
... literary / creative nonfiction ... BIG smiles.)))
Here is the news release: www.MisadventuresofaNewOrleansGirl.com
Tell your worst enemies - and bests.
Recommended summer reading!
22 June 2010
Clairvoyant Psyche
Strength
Did you hear about the man who cut off his left arm after it got stuck in his water heater? He says he discovered strength that he didn't know he had. Imagine being in that predicament! Alone. Trapped. Dying. Your dog upstairs without water...He had cut his arm nerves. Do you have an idea of intense pain?! Above the pain, the man was thinking straight. I've been using my sense of humor to help me cope with 90% loss of my left arm. No, it isn't amputated; it's there. It just can't be used for much. Broken is better than gone. When do you accept something and give up trying? When is hope lost?I don't give up easily; but, you can't mend a shattered lightbulb. That's like trying to glue together individual grains of sand. Doc describes my humerus as a "nonunion."http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Humerus Only path is bone graft - another surgery. Nerve damage tops risks. Saddened, not angry about the nonunion, my hope has gone to hospital without me. Thinking again of that man who saved his life by sawing off his arm, survival won out. Human psyche is powerful and clairvoyant. His told him he could have a one-arm future or no future. 'No way out' made him think, then act.Can you see how this relates to BP oil victims? They are losing their lives.Will their hope be smothered to death? Is that hope already murdered?Post traumatic stress 'disorder' ought to be renamed 'attack.' "Misadventures of a New Orleans Girl" demonstrates positive coping skills, during and after traumas. (Excitement: Final book proof this week. Then on amazon.com before New Orleans book release festivities, this autumn.) What tests your hope?
Did you hear about the man who cut off his left arm after it got stuck in his water heater? He says he discovered strength that he didn't know he had. Imagine being in that predicament! Alone. Trapped. Dying. Your dog upstairs without water...He had cut his arm nerves. Do you have an idea of intense pain?! Above the pain, the man was thinking straight. I've been using my sense of humor to help me cope with 90% loss of my left arm. No, it isn't amputated; it's there. It just can't be used for much. Broken is better than gone. When do you accept something and give up trying? When is hope lost?I don't give up easily; but, you can't mend a shattered lightbulb. That's like trying to glue together individual grains of sand. Doc describes my humerus as a "nonunion."http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Humerus Only path is bone graft - another surgery. Nerve damage tops risks. Saddened, not angry about the nonunion, my hope has gone to hospital without me. Thinking again of that man who saved his life by sawing off his arm, survival won out. Human psyche is powerful and clairvoyant. His told him he could have a one-arm future or no future. 'No way out' made him think, then act.Can you see how this relates to BP oil victims? They are losing their lives.Will their hope be smothered to death? Is that hope already murdered?Post traumatic stress 'disorder' ought to be renamed 'attack.' "Misadventures of a New Orleans Girl" demonstrates positive coping skills, during and after traumas. (Excitement: Final book proof this week. Then on amazon.com before New Orleans book release festivities, this autumn.) What tests your hope?
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