Monthly Archives: August 2015

Transfer ARD

Today, I attended a transfer ARD for both Matt and Sam at their school.  It went incredibly well.  I really do not have much to say about it, other than it went so well, I have not a single concern or complaint.

It was thorough.  It was well thought out.  It was corrective in the issues we had with the previous campus.  For the first time, no one pointed a finger at me, the parent, for anything going on with my children, and their disability.  This has been a rarity.

We left things open for later.  We closed things that needed to be closed.

That is about all that happened, it went well.

My mind is finally at ease.

Matt, Sam, and Lizzie are in Public School Again

The first week started off with a bang, in almost a literal sense, as I stepped off the front steps of a massive intermediate school, papers in hand, and missed that first step.  I was in kind of a dream-like state, an altered reality.  One where children were well behaved and friendly even in a public school building.

The morning was typically hot, and we were typically late.  The first child to go was Elizabeth, to elementary.  It seemed pretty welcoming, the walls had a giant clock and big, bold colors on the wall.  Everyone was friendly.  Even the lady at the front desk, overwhelmed as she was.  The principal greeted Miss Lizzie with a friendly handshake, and there went my baby, in uniform, hopping off merrily to her little classroom.  For the first time since we left this district, my youngest had a positive attitude again about learning in a public school.

Matt and Sam were next.

We made our way to the office, and it was rather small.  The first thought I had was, “Where am I going to fill out our papers?”  The lady handed me the packets and we were taken to a large room with snacks and drinks, and there we filled out papers.

I always feel a little uneasy when I take my boys to school.  There is a certain anxiety level inside the mind of the parents of special needs kids.  We may be lions, of sorts, but we sometimes feel just like we are in Oz.

There were two ladies in the room.  They were friendly, and they were helpful.  I think it was around  eleven a.m. when a man in a suit came by to ask the boys if they needed to go get a lunch, and since I pack their lunch, they just ate it there.

I met the counselor to make sure we had the boys in all separate classes, and make sure their electives were all chosen and in order.  This woman was amazing, and she said it was her first day in the district.  I would have never known.

The diagnostician introduced herself to me and sat and discussed when we will do the first A.R.D.  Thursday is the date.  I am actually excited.

I sat in the office of the principal, and I am not sure if the lady I sat with was the principal or not, but I met two really amazing ladies in that office.  We got so much taken care of and my mind is at ease.

There is nothing in the world that feels worse than not being able to take the hurt away from your child.   You cannot fix everything.  The thing is, if I leave my child in the care of any single person or an institution, I trust that institution or person to take care of my child. The last ISD  failed in that capacity in every way in which they could.  My decisions to homeschool while in that district will never be looked on with regret by me or my children, but the fact that we are in this one again seems to be just as good of a decision.

Sam came home 2 days in a row yelling, “This school is awesome,” and Miss Liz loves her teacher.   Matt will never really ever be more than content in a school, but he seems to feel it, as well.  It really doesn’t take much to show a kid you care or that they matter.  Thank you to all of the ones who do that.  You are appreciated.


“I bet these roads get tired from all the cars driving on them,” I hear from the back seat.  Matthew, always concerned with the feelings of others, is now anthropomorphizing the road.

I never gave my children a set foundation as far as philosophical and religious beliefs go.  I have faith they will find their way.  I believe religion to be a personal journey.  I have not really got the right to instill anything I am in question of upon my children, although we have gone to church.

Matthew is deeply empathetic.  He also feels deeply connected to objects, which is an Autism trait.  He thinks everything has a language, as well as a sound.   He feels it all holds memories, living memories.  I really am not sure I can completely disagree with him.

Animism is more of a thought process from cosmological religions than from the transcendental beliefs.  It is an ancient thought.  Indigenous tribes have held fast to these beliefs for many centuries.  I think it creates a deep sense of oneness with all that exists around you, and, in the case of Matthew’s beliefs, it personifies the entire world as one moving body.

It is really an interesting concept, with all that is known about plants now.  Trees make a sound when they need water.  We know certain types of music helps plants grow.  We are constantly in a state of learning all kinds of things about all that is around us.

Now, I am not in agreement completely with Matthew about Animism.  I do, however, support any belief he has that makes him feel connected to the world around him, especially after so long a period of disconnect.   This is a spiritual belief he has.  He is finally thinking in an abstract way.  That is all something I am very proud of.

I  think his Hot Wheels are proud, as well.


A friend of mine was talking today about trust.  It seems like such a simple concept.  We consider trust a building block of all relationships.  We need it in order for these relationships to even get off the ground, and it has to be sustained for the relationship to prosper.

Everywhere I look I see, “Trust no one.”  I hear people saying, “You just cannot trust people now-a-days.”  I know we all have the inner voice that tells you a person isn’t trustworthy, but how did we become so paranoid, no one trusts anyone?  I am not saying I would give any of you a key to my home, but as our relationships evolve through getting to know one another, a certain degree of trust follows.

I wonder, though, if the fear of trust is more a byproduct of the need for control. A jealous person wants to know who you are talking to and why. They want to know so badly, they begin to manipulate you and control you, and they pretend this is an issue of trust, and it is really just that insecurity and control.  It becomes abusive and it becomes toxic.  The issue is not that you cannot trust anyone, the issue is you trusted the wrong person.  This is not representative of everyone around you.  There are still good people in the world.  There are far too many to go on this journey alone.

We keep on dividing and isolating ourselves.  The government is an entity we have put too much trust in that let us down.  They want us divided and isolated.  They want us distracted.  Sometimes I wonder if the whole, “Trust no one,” is just another thing the people in power push to achieve the agenda.  That may seem far fetched, but this is such a thought out and well executed scheme, anything is possible.  There is power in groups.  There is strength in masses.

Not everyone is out to get you.  The ones who are, be weary of those.  Be weary of agendas.  Be cautious when you deal with the victim, the co-dependent, the narcissist.  Be aware of you, and your own boundaries.  Trust me on this.

The Georgia Guidestones


  • Maintain humanity under 500,000,000 in perpetual balance with nature.
  • Guide reproduction wisely — improving fitness and diversity.
  • Unite humanity with a living new language.
  • Rule passion — faith — tradition — and all things with tempered reason.
  • Protect people and nations with fair laws and just courts.
  • Let all nations rule internally resolving external disputes in a world court.
  • Avoid petty laws and useless officials.
  • Balance personal rights with social duties.
  • Prize truth — beauty — love — seeking harmony with the infinite.
  • Be not a cancer on the earth — Leave room for nature — Leave room for nature.

The Georgia Guidestones is a set of monuments in Elbert County, Georgia.  A man with the alias R.C. Christian was the man who designed and funded the project.  This is also a name adopted by a secret society named the Rosacrucians.  R.C. claimed to not just represent himself in this guidestone, but represent an entire organization.  Every one of these ten commandments is repeated on the stones in 8 different languages:
English, Spanish, Hindi, Swahili, Arabic, Hebrew, Russian, and Chinese.

The guidestones have features that align with solstice sunrises and the equinox.

I realize this is a pretty vague entry for someone who has spent hours reading and watching things and documentaries on any given subject, but I am not even sure my opinion is warranted here.  I have formed a personal opinion on the stones.  My opinion is not really of any importance or consequence.  The importance is to not remain ignorant of things being said to us and hidden in plain sight.  The stones are real, and these are real words.  They have real messages.

It is time to listen.


Censored America

H.R. 347 was passed into law on in February, 2012.  This is the anti-protest, or No Free Speech Bill.  It was passed to make it a FELONY to protest in Secret Service protected areas.  This is a violation of the first amendment.  People are saying free speech has gone too far.  There were certain inalienable rights we were supposed to always have, no matter who offended you.  We used to not have the problem of grown children telling on their fellow citizens for being hateful, ugly people, because we knew if they came after them, they could come after us.  They have, and they will continue.  We became victims in our mentality.  We react like school children telling the teacher.

When did our skin, as a society, become too thin to tolerate words? Language is nothing but a manipulation of sounds you can just dismiss and walk away from, it never requires a censor if it lacks true vulgarity, and even then, it only should require an occasional preface or warning.   A witch hunt over words is asinine and we are in the middle of modern day crucifixion of anyone who steps out of line.
Our society is no longer free.

As they take away your speech, this manipulation of sound and thought, they strip away all you are as an individual.  These words and opinions, the ones that create art and novels and movements, you take them away from others while in the long run, you also punish yourself.  For what?  The movement away from certain words in order to create these safe spaces also creates an environment where the easily offended can ban what you say and create a buffer zone, all the while the real plan is to get you not to speak out against not the distraction, but the actual agenda.  We get the buzz words and our feathers ruffled by rabid screams of racism and sensitivity, and the fact is, there are no knives.  Maybe it causes a sting, but the sting is to ego, and it is not irreparable.  What is never to be repaired is the freedom for an individual to voice his opinions and beliefs, and that is a complete and utter violation to the rights of every citizen of this country, regardless of your personal views and opinions.  We have the right to offend each other.  That is what freedom of expression is about.  That is the whole shock culture type of society we created, and that is the very thing you intend to repress and send away.

If you do not like what someone says, do not listen.  This is not the good and progressive movement you think it is going to be.  This is taking steps to make sure you are unable to voice your opinion about bigger matters.  Matters where your voice is needed.  The little things are how it is getting started.  Stir up the public so they take away their very own rights.  The two most important things in our life, the two things that govern everything we do, we are told it is impolite to discuss in public.  Why?  Religion and politics are supposed to be a personal matter.  The two things that matter most in the lives of Americans, the very things that sculpt our society, are the two it is frowned upon to discuss.  What is the reason for this particular type of conditioning?  Maybe because if we start talking, we start thinking.  When we start thinking, we start figuring out the problems lie much deeper than the ones they keep throwing up to the surface to keep us distracted, and our dialogue, once again, is about that distraction.  It is never about laws being passed and what congress is discussing, it is what they throw in your face on the television.  And, they control that dialogue, too.  It is manipulated and scripted, and it is an illusion.

The question then becomes, what are you going to do when your signs and protests are considered offensive?  What are you going to do when your voice needs to be heard and all anyone hears is a comment you made one time twenty years ago?  What are you going to do when it is you?  Who is going to step up and speak out now, in  this modern day witch hunt society you created?  Nobody.  Maybe a friend or two who will quickly retract on the very suggestion the the mobs might soon beat down their door and call for their head, too.

Freedom came with a cost, and because the price was a little steep for you, you sold it to silence the masses.  Good job, America.


Free Range Children

We always try to do what is best for our children.  Most of us feed them healthy foods, as far as we are concerned.  We send them to bed with a tuck and a kiss, and some of us still do a nightly prayer.  We watch them as they sleep.  Many nights, we go and check, knowing all is well.  We hold their hands in parking lots.  We hold their hands when they are afraid.   We try to keep them away from the bad people, even if the bad people are family, because safety first.

I can remember being 9 years old in Houston, Texas, living with my parents behind a Hobby Lobby on F.M. 1960.  It was 1984.  My father was a police officer, my mother was a homemaker.  I would walk the neighborhood aware, yet unafraid.  I would walk to the house of children my age, having been grilled on how to act and why we do not eat or drink what strangers offer, and I would play outside of their house.  We would play in the streets, the park, we played everywhere.   I knew the things to scream if a stranger got me, and I knew what to do if I was placed in a car.  We were openly told about stranger danger.  We were openly told not all people were good.

Somehow, society has forgotten most of us do not have to be told not to lock our children in a hot car.  Most of us do not have to be reminded it takes less than 3 tablespoons of liquid to drown a child.  I cannot imagine a family not having the stranger danger and bad touch discussions.  We do this routinely.  Our children are smart, they have intuition.  We trust that they will use that, and do not hover.  Those seem like simple rules most of society follows.

There are parents being locked up, yes, locked up, for letting their children venture out into the world alone.  We live in such a police state that a Tammy Cooper of La Porte, Texas was arrested for child endangerment by letting her children play outside in their neighborhood unsupervised.  They were 6 and 9 years old, on scooters, in a cul-de-sac.   A new movement called free range kids started because a similar situation happened when a 9 year old boy was allowed to ride on a subway alone in New York City.  His mother, Lenore Skenazy,  wrote an article about it in her blog and was called by different sources, “the worst mother in the world.”

I do agree that children should not be left at home under a certain maturity level, and the same goes for anything else.  As we grow up, we assume more responsibility.  It is our jobs, as parents, to know when that time comes and act upon it.  It is not the job of our neighbors.  It is not the job of our communities.   It is our job.  The parents.

We should not have a buzz word for children who are mature enough to take on certain responsibilities.  There should not be a label like this for children who have to take a bus for transportation and children playing in a park.  This police state and tattle tale mentality of our ever growing population of people taking away individual rights as parents is ridiculous.  A child has to venture out to grow.  Have we forgotten that?

There are always dangers.  Life itself is dangerous.  Women are also often targets of dangerous people, but we are not going to put them in a burqa or keep them inside and away from the dangers, or are we?  People have been raising children and it has always been a private matter.  It should remain that way.

No parent should become a criminal for letting their children play outside.  Being a parent is hard enough.  So is being a child with a parent in jail.  I would not wish that on any child.  We need to fight to take back our families.  This kind of thing has gone on too far and too long.

This is the America we now live in.

Welcome to freedom, guys.

Population Control

“A total world population of 250-300 million people, a 95% decline from present levels, would be ideal.” Ted Turner

“The negative impact of population growth on all of our planetary ecosystems is becoming appallingly evident.” David Rockefeller

“I’m pro-choice, I’m for assisted suicide, I’m for regular suicide, I’m for whatever gets the freeway moving – that’s what I’m for. It’s too crowded, the planet is too crowded and we need to promote death.” Bill Mahr

“All of our problems are the result of overbreeding among the working class”
The most merciful thing that the large family does to one of its infant members is to kill it.” Margaret Sanger, Planned Parenthood

“Frankly I had thought that at the time Roe was decided, there was concern about population growth and particularly growth in populations that we don’t want to have too many of.” Ruth Bater Ginsburg

“In the event that I am reincarnated, I would like to return as a deadly virus, in order to contribute something to solve overpopulation.” Prince Phillip, World Wildlife Federation

The list is extensive, and ever expanding.  Bill Clinton, Bill Gates, presidential advisers, the elite, they are all on that list.  There is probably a list of the types of people they wish to continue to persevere.  You and I aren’t on that list.

They say the world is over populated.  I say there are expanses of vast, empty lands from one side of the country to another.  Christians say, God said be fruitful and multiply.  They claim this is an attack on their core belief system.  I say this is an attack on us all.

I am not sure if the goal is to bring back eugenics.  The United States was practicing eugenics before Hitler was.  It used to be a regular part of life.  They were breeding out imperfections and flaws.  This practice was considered humane.  There were compulsory sterilization acts in 1907 in both Indiana and Virginia.   They sterilized people in mental institutions.  In 1911, we were talking about euthanasia to get rid of undesirable genetics in the land of the free.  This was backed by Rockefeller’s association, and it motivated the Nazis to do the same.

Ever wonder why the national autism rate is now 1/68?  If you go to the facts page on the Autism Society’s web page, they outline how much people with autism cost us per year.  If that is not a push towards eradicating part of the society, I don’t know what is.  What, though, is happening when the number of nonverbal people are on the rise?  Why now?  My crazy theory is that they cannot breed.

You cannot buy many premade food without finding high fructose corn syrup in it.  They have us addicted to sugar, and they say we are obese and unhealthy.  They feed our addictions.  They gave us commercials they sponsored telling us that HFCS is the same as sugar.  We now know that it contains traces of mercury, and mercury poisoning symptoms mirror Autism.

GMO’s are known to cause cancer in lab rats.  They are known to cause infertility.  If you buy seeds, and they are not heirloom, they have the poisonous GMO’s, and while we were distracted they tried to make laws regulating and banning heirloom seeds.  They are already using isoxaflutole, IFT, on the food we eat, approved the use chemicals 2, 4 D.  This is a chemical used in Agent Orange.

I noticed a change coming around a few years back, maybe even a decade, where we were bombarded with images of animal and animal abuse.  Everywhere, Sarah McLachlan was singing out her little heart to the suffering animals.  That is all good and well, but, in the middle of that bombardment, we lost our compassion for children.  There are starving and beaten children we still are not dealing with.

The movement for voluntary human extinction is real.  The movement for involuntary extinction seems to be just as much of a reality.  Some people are calling for the end of man kind, right up there with the ones who own us and have the means to do it.  They say the world should go to all the little animals, and we should all perish.  To them, I say, “You go first.”

You go first with your apathy.  You go first because you haven’t got the human decency to see the suffering of your own kind, and you go first because I am not yet ready.  You go first because my children have the right to live a happy and some-what free life.  You go first because it is your cause, your reason to spew your self loathing on the rest of humanity, and you go first because you are a coward, and you are not going to do it.

As for the rest of us, I am not sure what is going to happen, but we have to be accountable for our own change.

“Be the change that you wish to see in the world.”

Mahatma Gandhi




Food is Almost Free

I know this sounds like a foreign concept, but when you start to look at things right in front of your face, they begin to become much clearer.  There is an entire counter culture and they taken education into their own hands.  Some have gone so far as to be off the grid.  Some have no social security number.  

How can you exist like that?  Well, we have been conditioned to believe we cannot.  We have been conditioned to believe that we cannot govern ourselves and are too stupid to take care of our own children.  We have been led to believe we are too immoral to take care of our own poor, sick, and hungry, so we elect officials to take money from us and do it on our behalf.  First, though, they get their cut.

A very simple thing we should all know is food comes from the earth.  It is not yet illegal to have heirloom seeds, as far as I believe, and we still are allowed to grow our own food.  The question arises, why, if this is so, are people going hungry?  The question arises, why are we dependent on their corn.  Question after question arises and the answer is we have become completely enslaved and dependent on people who don’t give a damn if we live or die?

This is not Africa.  We have water we still have access to and not all of it is owned by massive corporations, yet.  Water is an expense and in some places gathering rain water will get you into trouble, but I see absolutely no reason not to stop complaining and start growing.  

Food grows in the ground.  

What a novel concept.

Some communities even have gardens that provide food for citizens.  Why is this not a massive movement?

Food for thought.

Defining a Woman- Real Women

Everywhere I look, I see the propaganda of what a real woman is.  I see it in memes.  I see it in ads.  I see it on television.  A real woman is independent.  A real woman can do it all, and she can do it without a man.

We accept this, cheer this, chant this, wear this, post this, and we never once step back and say, hold on, my grandmother was a real woman.  My mother was a real woman.  No, we erase all the history of every woman before us, and we speak as if she had really been oppressed in the life she lived.  We speak as if she was a victim.  The women who set the foundation for who I am are not victims.

These women were strong.  These women raised children and took care of men and chores and homes, these women instilled life skills and values, these women were real women.  No one questioned that.  She did not have legions of strangers and condescending friends asking, “What do you do?” and rolling their eyes, thinking, “you need to get a job.”  She had a job.

Feminism was our salvation, yet it moved our children into indoctrination of the values of a corrupt country.  We moved the firsts and the learning straight out of the home and straight into a room of strange smells and insecure attachments.  We left our crying children, and assured them it was all for the betterment of them, as we hurried the baggage of our partners out the door.

Feminism brought us rallies of upraised fists and scantily clad women chanting, “Do not objectify me,” breasts out and painted with words we just dare a man to read.  Feminism brought us the right to be taxed alongside our spouses, until we decided we can throw him away.  All children are okay fatherless.  We castrated the American public.  We emasculated the men.

Feminism brought us a class of uneducated girls, label clad children in tow on hip, Nikes laced, in a welfare line.  This is who we are, this is who I was.  Feminism made it okay, but we were not yet women without that job.  Help was unavailable unless you remained single.  A single mom on welfare has the ticket to betterment, but do not bring that man with you.

Feminism as we know it is a big lie.  The CIA and the Rockefeller families both funded the feminist movement.   They took the women out of the home and they began to mandate daycare centers.  They had complete access to our children through the most impressionable years.  They had access to them throughout their school years.  They formed all the thoughts, actions, and values in our children’s head.  They disciplined our your children, regardless of our thoughts on it.  Our children became theirs for those hours.

The core of the family was destroyed.  The values and morals and dinner, which should be eaten together and at a table, were now things of the past, and we called it progress as our families became strangers and we wondered where the time went.  Vacations occurred less frequently, and time was spent in front of a T.V.  Now, we have video games and phones to widen the gap.  If you are distracted, you are less likely to care.  The time went as a cash flow into their pockets.  They advertise the next new things on these devices, the kids see them, and as good moms, we go out and buy those very things.  And, we sacrifice our time to do so.  We say, look at this, I worked so hard so you can have this, and then the next ad says that is inadequate, and you buy the next new thing all over again.

We are all real woman.  I was a real woman unemployed and married.  I was a real woman with two jobs, and occasional three.  I remain a real woman to this day, no matter what I choose to do.  Your title and your definition are merely your opinion, the same as this blog is mine, and as long as we still have the right to state those opinions, I will continue to ask you to stop bashing other women.  We are all struggling with something.  We all should support each other.  It may just be the downfall of society is the corruption of the core of the American family.

Welcome to the New World Order.  Drink the Kool Aid, you have been programmed, and this article may piss you off.  If I get you talking, though, my work here is done.  Moms are not the enemy.  There is nothing wrong with raising your children by yourself and working, and there is nothing wrong with being a housewife.   I have done both.  There is a lot wrong with the anti-housewife mentality in this society this day in age.  I am not attacking you, I am tired of you attacking what I chose to be in my relationships.  It is not gold digging, it is not free loading, it is a partnership.  Respect that.