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I was actually asleep when I heard the news last night, which is rare, because as you know, this special medical substance they have your DivaCardista on can have you up all night, just parolling about, seeing where the wiles of insomnia can take you...

but last night i was totally asleep when i heard obama was the man with the delegates to do the thing we all need: bring the hope dignity and direction of this great nation not only back, but forward and with holy boldness.

then i got up and began to clean my kitchen.

as i began to get into the nooks and crannys of my sadly neglected freezer, i began to think of the team that brought us the notion and the phrase "run, jesse, run". i wondered what hey were pondering in thier hearts as this moment scrolls out before us. then i thought about my 90 some odd year old Godmother and how she and her crew--which, of course, included my ma--would say that if nobody got arrested during her days of social protest, they weren't on their job "keep[ing] the pressure on", in the words of another freedom fighter aka "Madiba" (from across the way...)

and i thought about my mother and all of the local politicking we used to do...i think of this a lot, especially since her going into the nursing home, where she sleeps a lot these days, as she is well into her 8th decade and no longer the voluble sis that i came to know. still opinionated and imperial when "on", but, you know, less and less so.

i thought about fanny lew hamer and unbought and unbossed shirley chisholm...and even now i think about how long it can take for a change to come...and how much it takes to be a change agent...even in/especially in our own lives...and, like the life stories of the Big Women in my life tell me, at the core, that not fighting is not an option...ultimately...and how if i don't, at some point, fight for you and you don't step it up and fight for me, we are not going to make it. period. forget that rugged individualism fantasy: we need we, and whatever we need to do to keep we together, we better recognize that right now, with all the humility and courage and grace and wit and stamina we can muster.

again, holy boldness is a plus.

what a journey this has been.

and it's only june.

throughout this democratic slugfest i also often wondered just how tired they must both/all be: the husbands and the wives and the kids and the extended family, fictive kin, etc...but especially she and he.

i hope they can get the rest and replenishment they need to do the next leg of battle.

i hope the same for all of us.

(here's the link that got me here in the first place:
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I truly wish us all the very best this day.

As for moi, i am going to dr. endo to get the next strategy for my next level of healing.

Let's all continue to be encouraged, shall we?

New Blessings,
DivaCardista
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happy june!

it felt so good to go church without having to tote my coat, i didn't know what to do.

it is june and warm is the new norm. huzzah!

no, i haven't heard from the mri people yet. yr DivaCardista has to summon the courage to get in a call to the doc herself today...one of many Courageous Conversations that have to happen this week...

saw Passing Strange yesterday. thought i was going to see mr fishburn or anika noni rose & the crew, but they weren't on the tdf on broadway menu, so, since, as you know, i am always trying to stay up with the lastest theatrical hotness as it doth occur, there i was, in the beautiful old theatre that The Belasco is--the three [!] ladies bathroom stalls notwithstanding--where first i saw Your Arms Too Short to Box with God and Ain't Misbehavin'.

And now, three for three, the next truly hot thing: Passing Strange.

Oddly enough, this is the show I thought I was going to see when I--oy...--found myself at Spring Awakening.

Passing Strange is a gift you owe yourself if you want to see what a 21st century mind can do with the challenge of telling a personal story wonderfully well from the deep well of one's belly and a life lived in pursuit of personal truth. It is told with nuance, wit, passion, flair and great care. Not to mention music that will have you (and whomever you are near) rocking out much hard.

And an all AfAm cast to boot. And can they do their thing!!!!!

Yeah, there's "language" and "situations" and whatnot that occur in the telling of the story...but the story is powerful, poignant and seemless. No whole bunch of gratuitous this that and the other again you need to brace your soul and brain against just to get through the evening. The craft is so high and the writing is tight. Just a potent story that breathes and is exceedingly well told, is all.

And the light show is to die for.

This Tony season is going to be off the chain.

Happy June!

New Blessings,
DivaCardista
blessedstarcards.com