OMG, it’s been five whole days, since I last posted!!! Bad me!!! Okay, now that I’ve scolded myself, let’s get back to blogging. So, I’ve not taken the time to pen a new post, but that doesn’t mean, I’ve not been doing, absolutely, jack spit. Of course I’ve been doing my MORNING TALK WITH RED HAWK SHOW, I’m now up to six episodes, make sure you take a listen, when you have time. I’ve also been networking, which takes up time, within itself. One of the people I’ve been networking with, I met her in a group on facebook, and guess what, we’re in the same city. What were the chances of that, I mean, really? Anywho, this individual is trying to make something powerful happen, aren’t we all??? Well, not some of us, some of us, are a part of the problem, instead of trying to come up with solutions, but that’s okay, long as you who are reading this, are in the solution line, that’s all I’m concerned about, right now. So, this individual, has a cause, yes, a lot of us have causes, but this cause is so great, because not only does it bring awareness to a huge problem, it also brings a solution, that is a healer. My new friend, Ms. Marshelle Woodland, also known as, Ms. Woody, by her comedic stage name, has taken on bullying! This video gives you insight into what she had to endure, because of a bullying boss, at work. By Ms. Woody, also being a comedienne, she has also started a campaign to raise funds and more awareness, for her cause, through her business, http://www.midwestshowmefunnyentertainment.com/Home_Page.html. Please, share this information, as I have, so that we can help heal the world, one cause, one day, one person, at a time. Until next time…LIVE, LOVE, LEARN.
So me and mommi were on our daily walk yesterday, and we’re discussing how insensitive and non-caring people seem to be, and let me keep it real, not, seem to be, but ARE. I’m like, I can’t believe not more than one person, saw fit, to donate to my cause…it’s enough to make you go insane, when all you’ve asked for was $5.00. It’s the principle of the matter, that no one thought enough of me, to plant a $5.00 seed into my need. And mind you, it’s merely conversation at this point, because at the end of the day, I know that my needs will be met, as they have always been met, somehow, someway. But anyway, we’re on our way to the convenience store, which by the way is not so convenient, when you’re going for a specific reason, or item, and it’s not available, but anyway, as we’re checking out, mommi first, and she’s $1.65 short on her bill, so she turns to me, and well, I don’t have any cash, and just had enough for my purchases on my card, so this man, a man, neither of us knew, says to the clerk, “I got the rest”. Mommi turns around and thanks him, and the clerk says, “he’s a very nice man,” in his Arabian voice. Mind you, the man who helped, did not speak clear English, sounded like he had an African accent, which explains why he might have felt compelled to cover the rest, and no matter how small it was, the gesture alone, rang loud and clear. I turned to the man, and thanked him also, and more importantly, told him that I would mention him in my blog, as he had just proved to me that there ARE people who still care about each other, that there are people who share from their finances, even to those they don’t even know. It’s been a while since I’ve been able to give financially, but when I was able, I would never hesitate to help, if someone who came across my path needed it. It brought me such joy to be able to see the smile AND surprise on their faces, brought on by a total stranger. Felt great to give, not expecting anything in return, as I never saw most of them again. I know that it’s a rarity to find people such as myself, and if they are around, they choose to give to other causes, which is fine, as long as they give. But it seems that the majority of humans have become heart-hardened, to the point that they can’t act upon the need of others, based on what they might feel about them. But when you think about it, a need is a need, and if you don’t feel compelled to give, even a small portion of help, what does that really say about you? At any rate, the walk home, was even better than on the way. The sun was beaming, and my heart was feeling all warm and fuzzy, simply from the revelation that there are STILL strangers who have compassion, and that compassion was shared on someone I love. Until next time, LIVE, LOVE, LEARN.
Who am I to think that I have the right to ask for help, when I need it? This is the question that was on my mind, when I woke up to a shinning sun. After thanking God for His grace in seeing fit, that I make it into another day, I started to ponder the question in my mind, and this is the conclusion that I have come to. I have the right to ask for help, financial help, simply because I am no better than the beggar on the street, who has the nerve to ask for help from complete strangers. There once was a time, when my pride would not let me open my mouth, in this case, type my need to anyone. I would quietly go before the Lord and petition Him for my needs, but that was before I became a person of service. Once I became a giver of myself, through my time and energy, and gifts, as a spiritual worker, I felt like I had the right to ask. Countless people, have taken advantage of my, “make you feel better,” presence, as I encouraged them through my writings, made them smile, or have a hardy laugh, through something I said on one of my videos, or just plan inspired or motivated them to go on. And I’m not saying that they OWE me anything, as much as I’m saying, that in my time of need, to ask from people that I know I have helped in the past, present and probably in the future, should not be something to be questioned. I wrote the poem below, over 20 plus years ago, when I was taking public transportation, and someone asked me for some change. I didn’t know this person from Adam, nor Eve, but I felt compelled to give, why, because they had asked. In my opinion, being a beggar and being turned down, has got to be one of the most degrading things, to the human spirit, especially when you have a genuine need. Most beggars on the streets, the ones who you can tell, haven’t much left by way of pride, have a drive that won’t allow them to give up. They are trying to survive and for all the “nos,” one “yes” could mean the difference between if they eat or not, that particular day. I’m not that beggar on the street, but knowing my financial situation, and my need for assistance at THIS time, has given me the drive that I need, simply because I know that this situation is temporary, as it has always been, from time to time. There will come a day, when I will be the giver again, from the abundance that I know is included within my destiny, but until then, and only until then, I will continue to ask, when I am in need.
Beggar, beggar on the street
who knows, who you could be
maybe you’re the man, who once had fortune and fame
but now you can’t even remember, your very own name
Beggar, beggar in the rain
who knows, how much suffering and pain
you have endured in your life on the street,
praying for a kind heart to meet
Beggar, beggar, what happened to you
you once wore the finest, dresses and shoes
passing by, turning everyone’s head
but now they look at you, with pity and dread
Beggar, beggar, how did you fall
from once having everything, to nothing at all
how did you let it all slip down the drain
sleeping in the snow of winter, and in the spring rain
Beggar, beggar, here’s my last dime
who’s to know, what’s brought on by time
I, myself, could be in your shoes
begging or stealing, for a piece of food
Beggar, beggar, it is your task
to spend this dime that you have asked
in the way in which you said
for in the Good Book, I have read
not to worry about what comes of my deed
for many will ask, out of pure greed
just as long as I do my part and give sincerely, from my heart.
~page 69 of, My Naked Mind, An Intimate Collection of Poetry~
I’ve got my blinders on, and until I secure an outside-the-house job, I will do my damnedest to make something happen here at home. See, I know my purpose and my passion, and reluctantly, I seek alternatives to the life-style that I have become accustomed to, for the past ten years. One that allows me the freedom to move and breath as I so choose, one that allows me to be available to, not only my children, but my mother as well. When I think about working on someone’s clock and not being able to take my daily walk with mommi, it saddens me. When we’re walking, even in the frigid weather of late, we both agree that if not for our walk, neither one of us, would be getting any exercise. I sure don’t wanna give that up. At 76 and 47, who knows, our daily walks could be preserving me and mother’s lives. Getting back on topic, I’m determined to continue on this at-home journey and just yesterday, Spirit whispered the words, “pay it forward” to me, as I was headed towards the bathroom. So I turned back around, headed to my computer and typed in, “pay it forward”…and discovered another way to raise funds for my cause. Not sure if I’ll get any donations, but you best believe, when Spirit whispers something to me, I follow the directive. As a spiritual worker, it is my duty to recognize the voice of Spirit and either deliver the messages given to me for someone else, or to follow directives, as to not miss out on things for lack of action on my part. So with that being said, I present to you my “give-forward” campaign. Please share this information, as your time and energy is also a donation, in my eyes. Until next time, LIVE, LOVE, LEARN.
so this is facebook, the land of challenges, where people readily sometimes make fools of themselves, for the sake of completing A challenge. well i, Red Hawk, challenge each person reading this, to reach DEEP in your pockets and pull out $5.00 dollars (my co-host came up with this price) to help support the efforts of me, Trisha Martin, a.k.a. Red Hawk. where will your dollars be spent??? let me run it down for you:
1. getting my vehicle back up and running, mainly, so that my 76 year old arthritic mother, can ride in “comfort” again, without braving this bitter winter season. ~if she has to walk, WE will~
2. getting the two windows that are broken out of our home fixed, the leaking roof, the kitchen sink that won’t work, basically house repairs that have gone undone, simply because we can’t afford to get them done.
3. winter attire for the whole family. without adequate cash flow, we’ve had to layer up, and make it do what it does, most times, we just stay put.
4. medical insurance for the WHOLE house. obamacare has missed us twice, but thankfully, we’re pretty healthy. but on the occasion that we’ve had to get medical attention, the boys, not me, i just added it to my debt.
5. will help finance the talk show, i.e. new computer, webcam, anything else needed to do what it is that i do, and that’s make a difference in people’s lives, by way of my talk show, STRAIGHT TALK WITH RED HAWK.
sidenote: send donations to: firstname.lastname@example.org viawww.paypal.com
~those are the main things that your $5.00 dollars will be used for~