Gentilly Girl- a part of the 99%

October 10, 2011

New Beginnings and a Return to the Old Way

Filed under: New Orleans — Morwen Madrigal @ 11:15 pm

It’s been almost 10 months since Betts passed away. I have spent that time in a Home resting, building my body back up and getting some things fixed that were ignored for years. I have also had time to ponder the Future and how I wish to spend the rest of my life. As much as I may gripe about this lull in action, it was very much needed for me.

I have had two long-term relationships in my life: the first with the Ex for 9 years and the second with Betty that in various ways lasted 12 years. The Ex’s wasn’t horrible, but it had to focus around her, her family and her friends.It was tolerable and there was companionship. It just wasn’t centered on love.(She divorced me when I received my TS diagnosis.) I have no feelings one way or other about that period.

Now my relationship with Betty was very different: it was loving, funny and a good ride. We bought property, went through the Federal Flood and have restored most of what was destroyed during that disaster. We had arguments and sometimes hurt each others’ feelings, but all was made fine in the end. We were both in our Transitions and in a sense young with all the emotional baggage that comes with that stage. We were good for each other. Betty taught me alot about living and I kept her laughing.

We did things together and were almost never apart. Best friends is a good way to put it. During the last few years we seemed to become more home-bound and old lady-like. Still it was good. I finally got used to her announcements concerning her culinary skills, “This is absolutely the best dish of its kind ever made”, to her use of the word “We” which was spelled as m-o-r-w-e-n. She got used to the fact that I could vanish in an  eye-blink and could be mercurial in response to certain things. She also came to know that I was her helpmate and sometimes I liked to have little things go my way at times.

Now I wish we had done a picnic in the Park on a workday, a drive through the swamps and I wish I had agreed to go with her up the California Coast to a resort she loved whilst we were out there. We will never ride the riverboats North to Pittsburgh, the city she so wanted to show me. The train ride that would get us to Glacier Park is still sitting on the tracks, fires banked and empty.

We did get to see the Saints win the Super Bowl together. Me lying in the hospital with a broken hip and you faithfully coming to me every night. Little did I know then that the curtain would start slowly closing in just a few months for the last stage of our adventure.

Then she was gone from me months later. All those missed adventures have to wait until I get off this rock and join her wherever the hell she is.

So now I sit here thinking about what’s next. I am taking over the house and finishing the work on the rentals. I am anchored here in New Orleans, but I won’t be trapped in a house. I am going to have a modest Social life. I will have those picnics and train rides. I will only wear black when I want to. Betts wouldn’t want me to fade away… as if that is possible. She’d want me to continue walking my Path in order to finally make it to her.

Bumper stickers expressing my views will be on the car (not allowed: someone may shoot us), and I will travel for Protest work and keep after it (“No you can’t be gone 5 days”). Our special days will always be celebrated and on Christmas Eve I will light the candle for both her and her Grandmother. Yes I will have a tree and decorate it. The turkey wings will always be put aside for her unless the cats get them first. I will only go to Cafe Degas alone so I can remember that first date just as if it was happening all over again.

All these things will be done, but this time I will be alone: an independent woman just continuing on with Life on this plane. The memories are carried in my heart and will never fade. I will remain Morwen and continue in my old ways as a wild witch, crazed activist, old hippie sort of gal like I was over 20 years ago. Same old gal, but aged and much wiser thanks to Betts.

I love you Sweetie. Always will. When I am finished here we will be together again. Your Lord and my Lady sanction that. And no parting again. Didn’t you always tell folks that we were a “package deal”? I thought so.

Okay, “Life” part 5. Let’s raise the curtain. This crone has to hit the stage running, the Book of Morwen under my arm and my Owl staff in hand. Where’s my broom?

Time for another adventure.

October 8, 2011

Bloomberg misses the point…

Filed under: 99%'s,Occupy,Occupy Wall Street — Morwen Madrigal @ 7:47 pm

Mayor Bloomberg is angry with the OWS folks claiming that they are trying to hurt people in the banking industry that make only $40k-$50K/year. That is patently untrue. those folk, their managers, district manager and the accountants are not the ones the 99% are  after. We want the top 1%, that portion of American population that pulls all the strings that control the rest of our lives.

Mayor Bloomberg you miss the point. This is not about working people but a machine made up of the mindsets of an insignifigant few.. One in 100. What gives them the right to rig our lives?

Bloomberg you are part of that 1%: What gives you the right to control a shop owner’s future? Do you really need the money?

The question to ask yourself is: “How much is enough?”.

You can’t take it with you when you die so I assume it is about a feeling of Power Over. Power Over is a fallacy. Power from Within is the true strength, and obviously you are severely lacking in that faculty.

Mr. Mayor, you will find that those rabble, that mob you denigrate is operating with Power from Within. They will win, not tomorrow, maybe not next month, but they shall win. And you and yours shall become nothing but footnotes in a History tome and scattered as bits of dust on the trash heap of Time.

Yes, I am part of the 99%, and I DO believe.

I haven’t had much to say

Filed under: 99%'s,Occupy,Occupy Wall Street — Morwen Madrigal @ 2:46 am

as of late. The house rebuilding, Bett’s illness/death and many months offline whilst in a Rest Home.

I need a new focus and cause. It has shown up over the last three weeks: the Occupy Movement and the 99%’s. I believe these are the most important set of events in the Progressive mindset. It is far past time that the back of the Money Beast be broken and what is left chained so that it never again rises up and endangers the lives, liberties and the pursuits of happiness of the majority of “We, the People”.

This gal loves a good fight. Blessings!

Morwen NiAnne Madrigal

(No, there will be NOLA and swamp stuffs here too. This place is my home and my heart.)

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