Tuesday, November 4, 2014

Sonoma County EDD: Dr. Chris Thornberg

I went the the republican breakfast on Friday at the Hyatt.  Why?  I'm not sure.  I just wanted to check it out.  I have my pulse on the business world and every once in a while I want to compare my intuitive hunches to the charts and graphs presented.

At my job, I'm anonymously down in the trenches actually managing cash, payroll, and benefits hands-on for several entities both public and private.  Charts and graphs don't mean diddly when there is no money in the bank and payroll is due at 2:00 PM.  Slide shows and statistics don't mean much when business owners snipe each other in back room deals over lucrative contracts with governments and side step labor laws to maximize profits for themselves all in the name of "free market economy." 

The speaker, Dr. Chris Thornberg, is nice to look at and a vibrant speaker.   However, I just had an unsettling feeling there is a disconnect between the information presented and reality.  It's almost like we are being purposely placated and led to believe that all is well.  That much I believe to be true -- for the rich -- and for the immediate future.  Dr. Thornberg was like the captain of the ship getting on the public address system and telling people "don't panic -- we have it all under control" as the Titanic is sinking.

At the end of the presentation, the audience was invited to write questions on a card.  Dr. Thornberg went into lengthy detail about many of the questions asked.  The one question that was asked that I believe will impact us all more than anything and was quickly pushed under the rug was, "What about climate change and anticipated impact?"

It was the most important question asked -- as none of the other issues and questions will matter -- was met with the glib response of, "It's getting warmer."

That, my dear friends, is the elephant in the room.









Monday, November 3, 2014

Tomorrow: Election Day

I'm about to delve into the piles of election material(s) for tomorrow.  Here in Sonoma County, California, we have lots to ponder and choose.  In actuality, I'm not really certain how my individual vote really changes anything.  Things are just as messed up as they always have been.  What does it all mean when God is supposedly in charge, anyway? 

Sunday, November 2, 2014

It Happened -- Again

I must have opened up something as more psychic hits keep coming.  It's frustrating because I can NEVER predict when and how they happen, nor the frequency.  They just do.  I have no control over it.  I wish I did.  I can go months without anything, and then suddenly I get a stream of back-to-back gut feeling hits that feel like a *knowing* that I can't explain that are confirmed.  Then there are my dreams.  Because of my vivid dreaming I can't always predict which ones are premonitions -- some dreams are premonitions and some are not.   Sometimes I'll get a single, random psychic hit out of the blue.

All I know is that there is not an established pattern but when it happens, it happens. 





Thursday, October 30, 2014

Halloween and the Day of the Dead

No wonder I feel like jumping off the Golden Gate Bridge lately.  The rhythm of nature is now signalling the season of death.  Since ancient times Halloween has been when the veil between the physical and the spiritual is at it's thinnest.  Even those who are not usually "sensitive" experience visits from the beyond this time of year. 

Tomorrow I will celebrate with my pagan sisters doing what, I don't exactly know...  We may set up in my haunted office to see what Mortimer really wants and why the spirit is hanging around.  I guess during all these years nobody has genuinely bothered to ask.  As it stands right now the plans are to either contact Mortimor from beyond or go hit the bars/clubs and dance. 

Choices.



Wednesday, October 29, 2014

2:27 AM Wake Up: Elton John

I was so restless last night.  I woke up at exactly 2:27 AM to this old Elton John song that was half dream/half wake state.  I actually caught myself trying to sing along in my not-quite-consciousness.  I can still hear my sister playing this on the piano as kids, and my soul can still process the lyrics.  Fast forward 40 years and the same lyrics haunt me now in a totally different realm. 

Selfie: Narcissists

Our culture has even become more narcissistic with technology (if that's even possible).  It's as if everybody now feels the need to document their daily events over social media -- complete with the dreaded "selfie" where the only purpose is to convey, "Look at MEEEEEEEEE!"

 Is that how now we value our worth as a human?  Do we measure ourselves by how many posts, tweets, twits, instagrams, whatever we generate? 

Why do we feel the need to disclose painfully private information and should-be-private-intimate-moments between family and friends?  Why do we feel the need to announce the obvious to the free world like, "I love my boyfriend!!!  My life is now complete."

Are we so self-absorbed we feel the need for an audience for every little thing or we will be forgotten?  Are our egos that pathetic?  I had no idea narcissism could be taken to another level, but we managed it. 


Thursday, October 23, 2014

Canada: America "nice"

"Now what" I ask of my sister country to the north after the killings in Ottowa.

Growing up in Minnesota I got plenty of the "Canada is just like the USA -- only better, nicer, and less violent."

A personal pet peeve of mine is the bragging by Canadians (usually ones who are living in the USA) of their non-violent, the-world-loves-us-more-than-you, and pious snobbery of being uber liberal and how they are not like us nasty, gun-loving, knuckle-dragging, ignorant Americans.   Canada is portrayed as a type of social Utopia of how they are beyond senseless bloodshed and killings. Too bad their weather sucks so much and many of them leave.

Which now goes to my first statement now that they are experiencing attacks on their own turf of, "Now what?"

Canada is not immune to attacks by whack-o extremists, either.  It will be interesting to see how Canadians react.