Blogging upgrade (?) maybe not … my last Blog was circa 2008, the sea of bloggers back then was not as crowded, but what the heck I am jumping back into the water with a new Blog, hopefully I can make a splash ... if not I will just float for a while and enjoy the view …
I wanted to just say "Happy Feast Day to St. Ignatius of Loyola ... poor guy he just cannot stop spinning in his grave over the Jesuit Pope ...
St. Ignatius Loyola who now
keeps turning in his grave because his worst nightmare was been fulfilled a Jesuit is Pope -
which he wrote specifically in the Jesuit constitution that Jesuits must never
accept high positions in the Vatican, but now a Jesuit has reached the top of the Vatican Mammon Beast Evil Empire!
Don Bosco is
one of my favs (saint that is) … he would
dress up like a clown to get the attention of the children… he would walk on a “high
wire” for the same reason … to capture the attention … so the person would look
his way … then Don Bosco could “God speak” to them …
I pretty much
do the same thing but I am a “digital disciple of
Jesus’” I do my clown act online …
A couple of
things stand out to me with Don Bosco... His vision/ dream of the pillars or columns one
a pillar with the Eucharist on it and the other pillar with the Virgin Mary on
it … we are in the ship that sails between these pillars …
some times during
Mass … when the Host is consecrated and I hear the ringing of the bell from the
altar … sometimes mentally I hear the Naval Bosun call … Captain on Deck
see YouTube below
Yep
that is when the “Captain” is on Deck … Captain Jesus is now truly present …
my soul stands at attention offers a stiff salute and says … Sir, yes, Sir …
digital disciple reporting for duty Sir!
Don Bosco
also had an “angel dog” … a large grey dog that would appear to Don Bosco on occasions
……the
dog protected Don Bosco He asked for neither food nor shelter, was savage as a wolf
against an enemy, but gentle as a lamb with the boys of the Oratory, and whom
St. John “Don” Bosco gave the name of Grigio -“the grey one.”
I
once saw an “angel dog” … I was walking in the woods (Garret Mountain in
Paterson), which is not the safest place at times, especially if you are a woman
and you are waking alone … but I love to walk … it was early morning and I
wanted to walk the entire park, to loop around the park on foot is about 4
miles or so … a nice walk …
No
one was in the park at this time and I used the paths into the most wooded
areas … when to my right I saw a large red dog … I mean he was big … like a super-sized
Irish setter… he was staring at me … I do not have a fear of animals, yet I
allow them to approach me first and I do not make any sudden moves … the dog
walked near me and wagged his tail …
I spoke to him and said “hi boy where is
your owner”, for no one could be seen… the dog then just walked in front of me
and I somehow “knew” I was to follow him … so there I was in the woods all
alone following a big red dog … I started to call him “Red” …
now if I stopped following him and tried to go
on another path Red would turn around “growl a bit and push me to follow him”…
then I said … “ok Red I will follow you” …
Red and I walked this way for about
an hour … until Red led me back to where my car was parked and he waited until
I got into my car and drove away … when I looked into my rear view mirror to
see Red as I drove away … the dog was gone …
you might be thinking I should
have put the dog in my car and/or tried to find the dog’s owner (he did not
have a collar on) … Red would not get
into my car and Red looked well cared for and looked like he knew the area very
well … so I thought he will be ok …
In
Garret Mountain this is an area called “the Crow’s Nest” and in that area there
have been Satanic cults and voodoo practitioners in the past and you can still see
demonic symbols sprayed painted there and you can also see blood stains for
there have been animal sacrifices up there …
Now covens of Satan worshipers or
witches form a circle and they dedicate the area to evil … Red would not let me
walk anywhere near that area … that is when he would growl and push me onto a
different path … as if Red saw something evil that I could not see and he
walked me away from it …
That
is what our guardian angels do for us … they walk along side of us … to protect
us and keep us safe … hey maybe “Red” was my guardian angel … wow if Red is my guardian
angel I need to buy a lot of dog food … that guy is big!!!!
This story is from 2009, while traveling on Amtrak ...
I spoke to my spiritual director about this in the past that Jesus
appeared to me as a “Black Man” and other races and he spoke to me about how
some people think he is a white man’s God or a Black man’s God… when he is a
God of all a one true God.
Returning home from VA a Black woman sat next to me on the
train her name is Pat Hill, she is a Black woman and through her I learned
truly what Jesus was telling me about being a God for all.
Pat’s story of faith
as a Black woman in the Catholic Church that called her the “colored girl”…
When Pat was young she said she can still remember how she being the only Black
kid in a white Catholic school and the nun called her the “colored girl”…
Pat
said as a kid that so upset her she thought God thought of her only as the
“colored kid”… because this nun called her that and to her the nun was like
God…
The church needs to realize that there is real pain in the world that was
placed upon people by the church or representatives of the church such as this
nun, this is but one story of many that I have heard of people away from the
church now because of these experiences…
So Pat and I spoke for about an hour
or more and I took her phone number and asked her to come on a radio show with
me someday to talk about her hurts and how she raised 5 kids alone in the ghetto,
5 amazing kids, (lawyer, secret service agent, diplomat, teacher and business
owner)….
And we will talk about coming back to the church, that even though it
messed up in the past it is still the place of hope and faith….
I never did speak to Pat Hill after this encounter, I accidental lost her contact info .. but a woman of God she is ... graced and blessed ... what an honor and grace it was for me to have met her and talked with her on the train...
I do not believe God is of color but love ... but I have to say ... I secretly would like Jesus to appear as a Black man to all of those who have hate for other races in their hearts ... and say "Hi my name is Jesus Christ, I am the one who saved your sorry ass"...
It is summer, the
time many take vacations they “travel” to places far and near. I have no
interest in travel as in “worldly travel”… I like visiting higher realms of existence,
the kind you find in deep meditation/ prayer … it is easy and cheap to travel
there... You do not have to book a ticket or hotel room, hey you do not even
have to leave your house… this “foreign land” is located inside of yourself …
once you have been there it becomes your favorite destination and all other vacation
spots on this planet deem and seem so trivial.
When I travel into this foreign land called
the mystical, I am finding that I am starting to think the language that is
there as well
Like all travelers who
buy and bring back a Souvenir from their trip … I have brought back such from
my trips to the Mystical, these are the things I have brought back from my
travels there inner peace, awareness of self of soul …
Here are some of
the things I have seen in this foreign land called the Mystical
1)We
struggle in our own realities that has nothing to do with truth… truth lives
whether or not it is in individual reality or not… truth is not subject, to our
definition of it or our belief in it.
2)We all
live in a land of smoke and mirrors defining ourselves in a manner; which cannot
survive in this foreign land I visit… such as the super educated here on earth
they will see in this foreign land they know nothing, they being equal to a
baby in a cradle in true knowledge.
3)The
wealthy here on earth, will see they are poor for this foreign land’s currency
is not gold or silver it is love.
Here are some of the things I
learned from my travels to this Mystical place...
It is much easier to die for Christ then to
walk on this planet and live for him
It is much easier
to be a hermit and pray all day then to be in this world, and have your life a
walking, talking prayer a witness to mankind in just being.
Every day is
harder than extra-ordinary days…
Love is harder in the routine
of everyday
It is such a nice place to visit.
I am so glad a guy named Jesus Christ said he is preparing a room for me to stay
there for all eternity … Hey … He is
preparing one for you as well … it is in his Father’s House … just beautiful place
to be … the facilities are out of this world! They even have a Banquet table there …for the
feast of the Lamb
Enemy combatants and terrorist use them... They hide
behind innocence people... Classic
example would be terrorists making their home base inside a hospital or school
… knowing no one is going to strike the building fearing the loss of innocent
lives …
The Church does the same things … using human shields (the
immigrants) and nature itself (i.e. the green agenda) … to hide their own corruption
and abuses …
Let me first take on the
subject of the “immigrant”… you want to call them the “undocumented or
illegal”… this is to whom I am speaking … I call BS on the church and their
“concern”… and here is why... I actually worked with a nun in NJ in the
late
1990’s early 2000’s … this nun was very pro the Mexican
community,who were living in the area
illegally … I worked with these immigrants back then, I heard of their
underground network …
I tutored them on
how to speak English .. I listened too many of their stories of illegal crossing,
I attended Mass with them (I will say it was different back than those immigrants
really wanted to learn the language and assimilate into the country) … I still visit that area and community…
The nun whose entire life was spent with this community
was eventually disciplined by the then Bishop and the church she was located in
and forced to leave … there was no tolerance for her or the immigrant community
back then, none …
I also personally took a few immigrants to Catholic
Charities back then and the Catholic Church’s immigration lawyer at the time …
the lawyer told them to go back to their country... Catholic Charities was not
charitable to these people back then as they are now …
So the Catholic Church’s stance now “all about the
immigrants”… to me is more of a political issue with them and also a “head
count” for them as to get more people in the pews of the Catholic Church and
priests ordained from countries such as South American … the church could care
a rat’s butt about these people in the past … I was there!
So these people have become like “human shields ” for the
church a diversion for them to speak
about while they go on in their corruption and abuse … and it works for them …
people believe this BS for the Pope drives a “small car” to his huge private
jet!!!
The green agenda … OMG the travel and lifestyle the
hierarchy screams huge “carbon foot print”… the printing and reprinting of all
the doctrines and rules … plus changing the words of prayers and the cannon
…knocks out millions of trees …
how about the decorations inside each church
for holidays .. Flowers in plastic pots... All thrown away after the holiday …
I could go on and on about the “green waste” in the hierarchy of the church and
all churches … the electrical bills to light the entire Vatican and all the
shrines (that is wasting energy) … anti-green
No the green agenda is
another “shield” for the hierarchy and the Vatican to hide behind while it is
business as usual in the church …
You
either care about the poor, the marginalized and those struggling to find hope
and a new land to live in or you do not … I agree laws need to be obeyed and
enforced … but when confronted with those already here, as I was in the late 1990’s
early 2000’s I chose to help them …at that time the Catholic Church did not …
not until the Papacy of Pope Frances this really become an issue (in my mind a
political issue and these people are being used as “human shields” by this Pope
and many Bishops)… also the skyrocketing vocations that my Bishop claims for
the last several years … where not “homegrown vocations” but imported from South American on student
visas…
I tend to keep all my emails from the past and all correspondence and as
soon as this rate of vocations started to skyrocket in my diocese, several
years ago I questioned it to friends, why was this diocese chosen to be ground
zero for such vocations … when it was not prior … Almost like a Beta test was
being done in the Church and my diocese was part of it
as the old saying goes “something smells in Denmark’… it
just does not add up … was it a political favor to funnel all these foreign
seminarians into this diocese … was it first planned by McCarrick when he still
was very powerful in this area and still has “friend here in the church”…
I do not know, but I end this post as I started it, I call
BS on the hierarchy… at their core … not really caring about the immigrant
community … there is a bigger plan at foot … and I call foul on my Bishop being
so charismatic that he had such an increase of vocations by his mere presence
in the diocese … the most in the Country
now … no one Bishop has that type of “spiritual power” to increase vocations in
his diocese, if he did we would have heard of him creating miracles all around
himself and why wouldn’t many of those vocations be from the diocese, he actual runs and not foreign ones … there is an unseen human power behind it
not a spiritual one …
I am not against foreign vocations I am against BS, which
the laity for decades and centuries have been forced fed on a daily bases from
the hierarchy
I love the Mexican community I really do … they are so
strong in their faith … something has to be done to protect our borders and to
protect these people …
Below is a video from an annual Mexican celebration I attend
with this community and I am in this community several times a week and I see
how they live and how they are daily laborers
… they are up at
3am and walk in the streets / procession to honor the Mother of God … I never
saw the Bishop at this celebration … I never saw any Bishop get up at 3am to
walk with the immigrants … I have and I will … so I call BS on church …
These immigrants
were never a “trend to me”, but people in need … it is now trendy
and political expedient, to care for them … by the Church and many online … yet
no one is physically there to help them … no the only service they get is “lip
service” …
Even those in this community think something needs to be
done … they are frightened not by the laws of this country … but by the masses
of people who are crossing the border illegally … the very thugs and criminals
they sought to flee from in their own country and a political system they also
sought to flee from .. They did not come here to turn this country into their
country (that would be counterproductive for them) but to elevate themselves and
achieve for themselves and their children …
As a "mystic" I have learned, although slowly ... God does not send you into the world to kiss church ass ... but to kick it ... when the Church has strayed so far from what it is was called to do ...
This subject has weighed heavily on my mind for some time .. so last night I uploaded a video of mine from years ago to YouTube ... of the Mexican community, I have walked with in the past ... good faithful people...
Since crazy Kim Jong-un is launching missiles again ... I thought, I would write about my family's memory of the Korean War ... My Uncle my mom’s brother was a solider
in the Korean War, or wait I think it was called a “conflict” technically not labeled
a war… ah like Shakespeare said … “a rose by any other name, would smell just
as sweet” … but war or conflict the only thing one smells is death and
sacrifice …
I have toyed with writing a book about
my Uncle and his tour of duty in Korea for years … I have many of the letters
he sent to my mother and my Aunt … the paper the letters are written on are fascinating
they were written on “rice paper” …
Upon reading the letters you get a
glimpse into the mind of a young man from small town USA going to war … It is a
bittersweet read... His missing home and fearing the locals not knowing who
might be the enemy (clearly he did not have any prior exposure to Asians prior
to being in Korea) His words usage would be consider offensive today…
My Uncle speaks to going “on leave” to
Japan, there he sent many gifts home to my mom, she passed them down to me and
I gave them to my daughters…
Funny when I antique shop, I see similar items on
sale in many antique stores, I guess those families who were sent these things, from their “Korean solider” just did not
want them anymore … sad to me … personal and family history being sold in an antique
store… the memories of the sacrifice of those men, now with being sold at $50
for a set of teacups (circa 1950 Japan) purchased by Korean solider …
The soldiers
became a commodity, a selling point for tea cups, fine china, Sake cups … a sacrifice
reduced to pennies on the dollar …
I think this way about Jesus as well …
what a sacrifice that man-made (who is also the son of the living God) for us
all … and his “legacy” is being sold down the river … by corruption and greed
within his Church …
I
want to end this post with this story … My Uncle died young, he left behind a
wife and 6 small children …
On the day of Uncle’s death …
He had been in a coma, for about a week, he had suffered a ruptured aneurysm andin a Philadelphia Hospital (Philly is where he lived,
with his wife and family)…
I was approx. 13 yrs. old at the time and in my bedroom
… it was a nice day … I had my bedroom window, wide opened … I was doing my
“thing”, either checking out my closet or reading a teen magazine … when out of
nowhere a huge, stunning white bird, flew, into my room … It flew around the
room and then perched itself on my windowsill and cooed to me …
So pretty! I called downstairs
to my mom … “mom…mom … there is a pretty white bird in my room”… My mother went
“ape” hysterically cried no... No it is a sign, my brother died …
She was
right, within a half an hour she received a call that he died
… Apparently there is an old
“legend”, which my mother truly believed in…. if a wild bird enters your house,
it brings the news of death …
But this was not a “scary bird, but one of great
splendor”, which flew into my bedroom on that day a beautiful white dove … such
as you would imagine the Holy Spirit to be … and I know now it was a “sign”
that God did not forget my Uncle’s sacrifice of going to war (conflict) that
God did not forget how that young solider feared being away, from home when he
did so …
no God never forgets any of us and he will never forget those brave
souls who with good intent in their hearts to stop evil in the world … God Bless my
Uncle, who was also my Godfather and I was born on his birthday so we have much
in common…
God bless all soldiers … near
and far … alive and deceased … and thank you …
Because of you I have the
freedom to write Blogs and eBooks and I have voice in this country, your sacrifice
gave it to me …
And
I end this post with “photos from Korea” of my Uncle …
You
can tell by now … I think A LOT … about random things … today being the feast
day of St. Ann and St. Joachim … I think was their daughter “The Virgin Mary”
born as their mother and or their child????
The
Virgin Mary is the mother of all humanity and her parents are a part of
humanity so hence she has to be their mother as well… the paradox/enigma of God
in all living things… then I think about the Virgin Mary, she was born
immaculate so her flesh could be used to form the flesh/ humanity of the son of
the living God …
And as such the Virgin Mary was given a singular act of
profound grace … she was given the “salvation of her Son” at her conception,
prior to it manifesting in the world … hmm so does this mean while on earth the
Virgin Mary already had her “resurrected body” from that singular act of grace
upon her ????
Which
brings me to Eve (she was not born but created from dust) and in the garden
prior to fall she had no pain, no death … this came into being after the fall …
I re-read through the curses God placed upon Eve … after the fall …
God stated Eve’s
pain would be increased during childbirth (by word usage “increased” means Eve
had already had a child without pain in the garden) …
so it was not just Adam
and Eve kicked out of the garden, but a family of three … hmmm now I think of
the Holy Family … Joseph, Mary and Jesus …
Jesus
is called the new Adam … and he indeed is the Savior … but is there more to
this story as in a “family being called” … a husband, a wife and child … as a
husband, wife and child were kicked out of the garden …
God plays on so many
levels and so many dimensions … How foolish and vain is it for any religion to
think they can control God by dogma, rules, laws and tradition … ah the
arrogance of man absolutely stunning …
… my thoughts turn to vampires … but wait
first my thoughts turn to Anne Rice …
Years ago she
and I would email each other … very gracious lady to have done this with me … I
was searching for “voice” in writing and her advice … just tell a story in a
fashion that is you, she said … people will either find you fascinating or walk
away … just keep writing don’t let opinion stop you …
Anne Rice
likes to write about Vampires … but there was a pause in her writing on this
topic and she began to write about Angels (circa 2009, around the time I was emailing
with her) ….Anne Rice returns to
the mesmerizing storytelling that has captivated readers for more than three
decades in a tale of unceasing suspense set in time past—a metaphysical
thriller about angels and assassins.
I asked Anne in my email … your angel series “reads like Catholic
Sci-fi”...And then I asked are you a Catholic and Anne said she was a Catholic
for a long time and then left the Church for the amount of judging that went on
and the corruption …
So I asked Anne … why write in a “catholic metaphysical”
style … and I was impressed that Anne Rice gave me a blunt answer … she said…
She “tried” coming back to the Catholic Church but it only lasted for a short
period of time for the Catholic Church disappointed her even more upon her
return, for the level of judgment they placed on gay people and divorced people…
and everyone else who did not follow their rules …
So I asked her “do you believe in God”… Anne said yes but he is so
much bigger than what the church tells us He is and so much more loving and forgiving
…
WOW!!! I am loving Anne Rice’s philosophy …
It was a personal honor to have been able to email her
and have her respond to me … she is a giant in a genre …. Anne Rice being an American author of
Gothic fiction, Christian literature, and erotic literature. She is perhaps
best known for her series of novels, The Vampire Chronicles …
Anne Rice on some level reminds me of Jesus … for she
took the time to reach down from her lofty literary throne to speak
to me (a no name trying to write) and give me advise … she may have left the Church
but the presence of God never left her … what a kind and gentle lady …
So although it is not “my thing” one Halloween I decide
to wrote a story about a Vampire … and this little eBook will always remind me of the kindness Anne Rice showed to me
..
And I included "bite me" on the book jacket as a reference to the Church judging others while they live in sin themselves ...
During the mid and late 1990’s I did a lot of public speaking in regards to
spirituality, the early 2000’s not so much. In the mid 2000’s I formed a not for
profit corporation, for spreading Eucharist adoration, at this time I was also
under the “guidance” of the Church, via a spiritual director and a confessor.
Now to be fair (since I have been critical of the church) I did have access
to the Bishop and he would see when I requested it, which I did not do often …
Having spoken publicly in the past the first thing you learn is there
is a real hunger for spirituality and God in the public … there is a hunger in people
to find a higher self, comfort and peace in their lives … meaning…
When I did public speaking, I never went to an engagement alone there was
always someone with me and they would “control” the audience to some extent.
Such as after any talk people would naturally want to come up to you and ask
you questions or tell you of the pain in their lives … They were there to hear about
a topic they were interested in and they wanted to know more (understandable).
Yet there were many people and this could go on for hours after the presentation
… the person who was with me was the one who would “say” ok Mary Jo time to
leave and literally grab my arm and walk me out …
So I knew there was an interest in this topic and a need for it in
society, so when I started the nonprofit I wanted to be able to speak about it. I
knew my diocese had a Cable TV station and I requested to go on it and I was
granted such (the show is on my website). But I wanted to be able to do a
weekly radio show and that took money and I had none…
Since I am pushy, I went to the Bishop directly and asked him to financially back this project after all we are told,the laity needs to evangelize and spread the
good news and I had been doing that for
15 years at the time of my request.
The Bishop said this to me … he did not have the authority to grant such
a request, I would have to go before a diocesan panel “in charge of the money”
and they would decide... The Bishop also said this “and I guarantee they will
not give it to you, they would not give money to a priest to do this and you
are a lay person”… My thought was well they are backing the ministry for such broadcasting
out of William Paterson University … so they already have the facilities in
place … I am just asking for “air time”, which only costs money in regards to
having a tech present who runs the boards … Yet as they say … you cannot fight City
Hall and the diocese is “City Hall” …
But then the Bishop said this to me … well Mary Jo if this is really a “call
from God” ask him in prayer to provide you with a radio station!!! This was a common
theme in the Church for me “if it is a call from God, ask Him”… yet if it is a
pet project of the Bishop or the diocese they always find the money (funny
thing) yet when it comes to the laity “Ask God”…
Well I did, “ask God’ and within 3
weeks, I received a phone call from a
radio producer and he asked if I would like to be a guest on his radio show and
talk about spirituality, I gladly accepted the invitation. The producer said he
would like me to be in studio and the show would be live and if I was ok with
that … My answer sure no problem … so we set a date for the show (the studio was
a 2 hour drive from where I lived at the time) and I went to the studio and we
did the show…
My sister-in-law and a friend took the drive with me to the studio. We
were early for the broadcast and it was around lunch time, so we decided to
have lunch prior to the show … Now none of us knew the area as to where to have
lunch… so first we located the radio station and then back tracked from there
as to where to eat… The nearest place to the radio station that was open was “Hooters”
… yep Hooters and I also wanted to have a beer with my lunch (it was a hot day)…
now my protective friend said this … “you want to have lunch in Hooters and you
are going to do a Catholic radio show in 3 hours and you are going to have a
beer”??? Yep
that is what I am going to do, I said …
My next comment was … I bet the waitresses are girls who are in college,
since we were not far from two major universities and they need the money to
make it through school and stop judging what people do for a living or to get
ahead in life …
We had a wonderful lunch I had a beer, spoke with the waitresses and sure
enough they were college kids … Had fun talking to the other patrons and they
asked “what I was doing in the area” and I said, why I am here to do a radio show and talk
about God .. They knew where the radio station was located and said … hey isn’t
that a Christian broadcasting company? … and I said why yes it is … they
responded and you are sitting here with us having a beer and then you are going
to talk to those uptight Christians … why yes that is my I plan, I replied …
they all laughed and said “hey lady what time is show on we want to listen to
it”…
So what is the moral of this story … when the Bishop said… “No” to me …
ask God … I did and God did him (the Bishop) one better, He gave me “my radio
time” plus a beer...
The radio audience responded very well to this broadcast and the show’s producer
asked me to be a permanent Host for his Saturday broadcast … so I also got my weekly
radio show as well … the one the “Bishop said… No to as well, and told me to ask
God” … and to top it off the producer said … I could do a remote from home … no
need to come into the station I could do the broadcast, from my home… just needed
a computer and a phone …
So when the Bishop says “No to you” ask God … God always has the final say
… no need to follow those crazy rules they try to force on you … God is in charge
and He always finds a way for you … just "Ask God"
Me to the far left my sister-in-law center and friend to the right with our college kids "Hooter waitresses"... I am holding my draft beer
the above photo represents my type of "spirituality", below the type of Christian who criticizes it ...
I loved doing my radio show the station had a footprint of several
million people with a guaranteed audience of 250,000 people for any given
broadcast. The staff at the station were great and very helpful. And the people
who listened very gracious to me …
But like all things when you are behind the scenes, you get to know the
down and dirty side … like how the sausage is made…
there are two types of radio (commercial and public)
the commercial side you are bound by your advertisers … piss them off and you
lose their sponsorship … public radio you piss off a big donor and you might
lose them as well and hence your air time …
I was doing “public radio” the show lived and died with contributions… and
you had to acknowledge big donors on air … sometimes this list was long … then
if they were a really big donors you had to talk about the subject matter they
wanted to hear … even if it was crazy or theologically incorrect “money talks”
much like in the hierarchy …
I played along with this for most of the time, yet there were a few
occasions I said to the producer “no I am not going to say that”… on those days
I was not allowed to do the show… this is why social media now on many levels
is a good thing you are not being gagged on what you think, even though many
go too far, it is still a good platform to be heard honesty …
After about a year of broadcasting … I really began to see this Christian
Station was less “Christian” and more a means to make money (like the hierarchy
and the Vatican) … and I was starting to feel “dirty” like I was compromising
my soul to do this radio show … and I have to say many of the loyal listeners
were the old fashioned burn in hell type of folks … judging everything, from the
way a person dressed to the way they worshiped God …They seemed to like me for
I was “odd to them” and they never saw me I was on radio … Within two years I
left the show … I just could not play the game anymore …
And I was depressed by what I saw … and I remembered what the men and
waitresses at Hooters said to me, the day I did my first broadcast at the Station
“oh you are going to talk to those uptight Christians”… they were right they
were “uptight Christians” not at all like the God I knew …
So I thought I would write an eBook about this experience and since I can
be a real ball buster … I thought, I
would make the book jacket a statement to all the things these uptight people judge
others on … the radio station had its largest audience “at the Jersey shore and
in the Philly area”.. So I picked a “surfing theme to my eBook” …
So for all you Hooter waitresses and other working women who are looked down
upon for what your do, and hey even you young women / teenagers who like to wear bikinis
(hey been there did that) and God did create Adam and Eve naked, sin caused people
to look at a human body in shame, not God …
