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Episode 15: The Age of Aquarius, A Conscious Universe, Astronomy vs Astrology and Coffee!

Miles & Crawford are back this week to take a walk on the weirder side of things. Are we in the Age of Aquarius? We talk about Astronomy vs. Astrology, Pseudo-Science, Planet effects, touch on physics just a bit and then get distracted and meander into random topics before bringing it all full circle just as we do every week!

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It seems like every time I turn around there is something to be outraged about. I am always unsure of how to begin my epic rants on the bull fucking shit that is going on in the world today.

How do WE address the bullshit tax code 45 is putting out or the way that Pence was the gd sign off of us no longer allowed to sue the monsters of banks and pay day loans?

How do WE even begin to talk about the paraysis of a nation due to political mayhem and the forthcoming of women who are speaking out against their abusers?

ICE agents holding on to a 10 year old cerbral palsy victim for a gal bladder surgery?

HOW THE HELL IS CORY FELDMEN? IS HE ALIVE STILL? MAN IM WORRIED.

It is so much to take in every day and so I thought maybe you need a relief too? I want to tell you something that I experienced yesterday that I thought was absolutely beautiful. Several things actually… so here is my story…

My friend S and I were on marco polo the other day and she was telling me some stories and I had to stop because she kept reminding me of great memories that I HAD TO TELL at that moment. You know those moments when you want someone to stop talking so you can spew out a memory so you wont forget it? It is one of the things I do like about the app, i can pause hers, go into my own and then go back. I remembered how my grandmother was moving and called in the middle of the night because she couldnt make pudding. We took all of her tools and packed them as she was moving in hours and  it was the funniest memory I have of her before she passed way. I never had a good relationship with her so it was so delightful to laugh hysterically with a friend of a moment that I was really annoyed with at the time but absolutely love later. I LOVE good memories, ones that slip behind all your daily struggles and suddenly reappear to make you feel that life is well lived. Those are the best arent they?
Going on with my day I had decided that it was time to go to a meeting as an ally of the LGBTQ community locally. I wanted to attend their meetings but had never stopped my daily life to make it a point to go, and the other day was it. I wanted to see how they operate, how people locally are affected or what they have to bring to the table.  It was a good night to attend. There were several teenagers there who were going through their transition from women to men, a man going through transition as a woman, and new joiners who moved here recently from Puerto Rico. There was a good group of just Allys there and not just those who are LGBTQ. It was one of the most accepting places I have visited. When we went around to introduce ourselves a few people were too scared to talk or nervous and they said ‘Thats fine you talk when you feel like you can’ and they moved on and there was not that….. awkwardness in the air. I sat there sincerely stunned at some of the stories unfolding and some of the amazing mothers who sat there so proud and so supportive of their transitioning child(ren). For the first time in a really long time my faith in humanity was restored in front of my eyes.  It made me realize that with all the chaos and pain there is hope.
That is all for my story for now, as it is TRICK OR TREAT night tonight and I must get the kiddos ready to participate. If you can though please go to soemthing locally, even just to sit as a bystandard. Listen to stories of other people and I hope maybe you too will find that there is amazing things happening all around you that you just do not see.

 

 

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#METOO spread like wildfire over the weekend and continues to have a serious impact on the news feed, but this time all major news sources. I am glad that there was a lot of coming out, a lot of stories, and most of all a lot of transparency. I wish that 10 years ago when this movement was first started it was just as important, but I guess because it wasn’t #METOO has become even more today. There is a to say about my girlfriends who posted their stories or just the symbol; there is, even more, to say about the men who fought them on it. I was disgusted at their anger for not being included, and I tried to sympathize to a few of them who called themselves allies but really they were just bullies.

I won’t forget you assholes who made coming out on this day more difficult for women, and I won’t forget you assholes who made coming out a thing in the first place. It doesn’t make me a sexist; I was called a sexist 10 different times the other day; for calling you out for taking the limelight. Being a victim of sexual misconduct and harassment is not a light you want to take, I promise you that. I know men are molested, I know they are raped, and I know that in almost every single case that a woman has come forward about rape there is immediately (go look at some past sites’ timing of their articles) about what to do as a man when you are raped. It is almost immediately after a woman announces that she was victim of sexual violence in any manner that there is a follow up on how men should feel as victims too. I am not angry about this, but I know it is a way to tell the ladies that what they are going through; what they are coming out with; can also happen to other sexes so don’t feel like its just about you okay? I know that these articles are for inclusion but sometimes… just sometimes… standing for solidarity is in fact about a singular moment happening. So I want to take this time to SHOUT OUT to KatyKatiKate, this article was a high-five, hug, love, and cheers all wrapped up in one. And for that, I thank her for being a voice that I was trying to be but could not .
Read her article here

We can not follow up #metoo sadly enough because as I write this very article another woman will be raped and more than likely her rape kit will go un-tested and maybe even her story will never be told. We can not follow up #metoo while we still have several dozen sexual predators including our own president leading the world into silence. We can not follow up #metoo because we allow this behavior from men on so many other platforms. We can not follow up #metoo because the stories that are out there are being silenced right now by politics, killings, racism, and hate. There is no follow up there is only change. I hope that this will lead to change. I do feel …I do fear.. that we will become complacent again. That we will continue to allow these stories to unfold and we will become desensitized as we always have and move on with our day saying that we can do nothing to help. I want change and I want to see change and I want to hear change and I want our laws to change and I want our government to change. There is a lot of wants, a lot of demands, and even after 3 million women went to the streets in January not much actually changed besides the tone of voices of the opposition.  Remember to listen to keywords in the next few days if not weeks, find your helpers and seek those who want to understand. Actions are always louder than words.

Thank you– To every woman who stepped forward who shared their story, who believed their friend, who struggled to watch their news feed, and who cried with us. Thank You– to those who remained silent in their own pain, who can not share their truth, who can not bare their soul to social media, we stand with you too.  And I hope and I pray that I never have to see another #metoo but I know I will and I hope when I do that we have made some stride for ourselves. I wish us all the luck and stay strong even if not for yourself for others too.

I love you, I believe in you, and I know you are not lying.