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Pray for Ukraine

A simple request. I don’t want to talk politics, I want to pray for people.

People sought shelter from the bombs in subway tunnels.

 
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Posted by on February 25, 2022 in History, Politics, violence

 

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It’s. About. Time.

The U.S. Justice Department has charged four Louisville police officers in connection with the murder of Breonna Taylor. One charge is that the officers falsified evidence in order to obtain the search warrant. Think about that…

 

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Podcasts: love ’em or hate ’em?

Everyone has a podcast these days. You can find them on just about every topic: some have a very niche target say, Stephen King book fans or Queen Sugar enthusiasts, and others have a broader audience of self help or a celebrity’s musings.

Yours truly in Delaware last fall for my girlfriend’s podcast Grown Women Shit.

I remember prior to the pandemic, I had never listened to any! Can you believe it? I can think of at least two people in my circle being horrified and wanted desperately to help me find my show(s).

Now, I’m about to dip my toe in… My significant other and I have been saying for at least the last year, when we moved to Costa Rica we would launch it. Well… we’re here! We’ve known each for 31 years (whew, that doesn’t sound right!) and we’ve had some great conversations. Some have been filled with laughter, others not so much. So we’ve decided to take our show on the road!

Talk to me! Tell me if you do podcasts or not. Let me know some interesting topics that you haven’t heard discussed and would like to. Please be respectful. 😉

 

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Register to Be a Donor

Are you a donor? Of any kind? If not, you should consider it. You could change lives. You could save a life.

Some donations, happen after you have passed away. Others can happen while you are alive. One such donation is bone marrow and stem cell donation.

There are many people who wait for a blood match and never find one. For this reason, there is a need for donors who are certain ethnicities, especially African American, Black, Latinx and Native American.

I am a stem cell donor and I am registered. It is an easy and fulfilling gift to give. Learn more.

If you are healthy and under the age of 40, sign up and register as a bone marrow donor. Join the registry.

 
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Posted by on July 12, 2022 in Health, Real Talk

 

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Bittersweet

On June 30, 2022, Ketanji Brown Jackson was sworn in as an associate justice to the U.S. Supreme Court making her the first Black woman to hold this position. I recall how much pride and emotion her nomination held for me and so many others.

But, I feel sorry for her. Does she still want the position? The precedent that the majority of SCOTUS just overturned of Roe v Wade is a slippery slope for so many other freedoms and attacks on privacy. (I bet Loving v Virginia remains intact. Not that it shouldn’t, but the hypocrisy is blatant.) A precedent that was not found faulty in its legal foundation but rather the personal opinions of justices…

What’s worse is that on the proverbial other hand, recent rulings have upheld loosened gun laws, greater latitude for possible infringement on individual rights (by police and politicians), blurred separation of church and state and regulations that impede climate change.

U.S. History shows us that SCOTUS can be expanded if and when necessary, but unfortunately I don’t imagine Biden would take that bold step. Nor do I envision him changing the lifetime term.

As a lifetime position, there is time for the tide to shift. However, in the meantime, how many minority opinions will she, Sotomayor, Breyer and Kagan write?

 

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Writing Is Therapy

I hadn’t written a short story since high school. Literally. In high school, I chose writing over my love of numbers; that’s when I became a writer. It was quite accidental.

Two things happened: I took a creative writing course during my junior year and reality became too real. That year, I lost a few friends, 16 year-olds, to gun violence. Needless to say, I was having a hard time. Writing helped.

About a year later, I transitioned to poetry and as they say, “the rest is history.” That is, until now.

I have written hundreds of poems. That’s what I’d been inspired to write… Enter Costa Rica and my Black Writer’s Group. These writers are working on novels; a few of them are working on several, some have self-published. There is only one other sometime poet in the bunch.

A BWG meeting, less a few members.

I was content with being a poet. Not performing, only written word. Then, I read a short story by our writer of the week. It was wonderful.

And as I walked to that week’s meeting, I began to think: maybe I’ll write a short story! I haven’t written one in over 30 years, but why not?

I listened to the waves crash and lap the shore as I walked. Yes, I’m going to write a short story!

At the close of our weekly meeting, we share goals for the coming weeks and I shared my intention. I was excited. Now I just needed a topic…

That next week was an anniversary that I’d like to forget. It was the day that my cousin and an uncle died unexpectedly, seven hours apart. It was a Monday morning and the weight of the loss began to press down on me.

I fetched my laptop, sat staring out of the glass, sliding doors at the pool and began typing. The words poured from my fingertips. I wrote for hours. I shared it with the BWG and they loved it.

Now I’m working on short story number two. This one is about four times the length of Seven Hours. It is somehow more difficult to write; I don’t know why. But my guess is that I still have some unresolved feelings about the topic.

Years ago, I was found to be a match for a sick patient. I went on to serve as a stem cell donor. After a year of thriving, she took a turn and died. She was 14. That’s all I know. I never really talked about that.

I think writing this story is helping to sort something out for me that I didn’t know was there. We’ll see.

 
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Posted by on July 2, 2022 in Poetry, Reflection, violence, women, writing

 

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The Answer Is Yes

Steve Kerr talks about elected officials’ responsibility.

I loved Steve Kerr when he played for the Bulls. I love that he uses his platform to speak out. But, to answer your question Steve, it is a resounding YES. Legislators are and have been more interested in holding on to their power than to pass any legislation that would curb the ongoing violence in America.

I knew in the aftermath of the slaughter at Sandy Hook that nothing would change. If a classroom of murdered kindergarteners didn’t change hearts and move them into action, nothing would.

 

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Symphony

The jungle of Costa Rica produces a daily symphony.

A howler monkey’s call and response,

Mating calls intertwine with

Trilling lizards,

Thrumming of humming bird wings

And a cricket’s solitary song.

The crescendo of monsoon rain on a tin roof

With the wind as a strong accompaniment

To the bullfrog’s lament into the inky night.

Dissonance of the varieties of tropical birds compete and threaten

The overarching harmony.

Howling dogs

And roosters’ crows

Punctuate the arrangement.

I sit appreciatively,

Awaiting the encore.

 
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Posted by on May 17, 2022 in Poetry, Youth

 

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Love Versus Hate

The level of hate that it takes for an 18 year old to shoot a bunch of strangers in a grocery store! WOW… it is mind-numbing…

Radio Raheem with the story of love and hate from Do The Right Thing.

And of course, it’s not the first time. I don’t think people realize what it does to you: the daily reminder that people hate you for a trait that is predetermined. We were born in this skin.

We know what he was being taught at home. The difference it would make if parents taught love versus hate.

 
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Posted by on May 15, 2022 in Civil Rights, Family, Race, violence, Youth

 

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I’m a Bibliophile

I’m just gonna say it. Ebooks are not the same! Yes, they are convenient and are getting me through right now… english titles are hard to come by here in Cahuita, Costa Rica.

The current book I’m reading and I’m thankful, even though it’s on my screen.

There’s something about turning a physical page, the weight of the book in my hands, pretty bookmarks and the smell of books that I crave…

I think, as people begin to visit, that will be the toll: books!

Do you have a preference? Ebook or physical book and why?

 
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Posted by on April 17, 2022 in Reflection, writing

 

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Who is Tica Ayoka?

No se. I am unsettled… perhaps that is a poor word choice because I feel amazing! I simply don’t know which direction this new me will take.

I seldom know what day it is and those days speed by in technicolor. We continue to homeschool and my son has now started boxing lessons, twice per week. My schedule is dictated by his activities which is not unusual for a Mom. However, this is the time to carve out my place…

My goal is to truly lean into “pura vida” and know that all is well in time.

 
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Posted by on April 8, 2022 in Family, Motherhood, Reflection, women

 

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