Winterhaven, California, Dawn

I woke up from first night with new crowns and mouth guard.  I really was refreshed and happy. I’m feeling better with the sun and prayer. Madigan was well. He’d had diarrhea when I was out so I’ve made him rice and not fed him last night but given him several walks.  Today we had a long walk and enjoyed the sunrise.  He had an okay little poop.  I’m hopeful.  

The big questions this morning was whether to talk to the dentists about lower crowns since the upper ones make it apparent that the lower teeth aren’t as ‘pretty’. Maybe I just need cleaning. I could come back next year too.  Right now I like my smile.

Laura texted me that Ebby has told Canadians not to travel to the US because Americans don’t like us. He’s probably just trying to affect tourism but really sounds like the fool Trudeau is.  Rustad is sounding  really intelligent by comparison. The whole climate change ‘emergency’ and demonizing carbon was so artistic but scientifically stupid. Trump has returned ‘meritocracy’ and stopped the favouritism of DEI which I really like given the stupidity of having dwarf, celibate, Inuit neurosurgeon because they vote Liberal or NDP.  Such political and legal nonsense. I loved hearing that Trumps pulling the US out of the Paris treaty would save them trillions and wondered of course why ‘the budget will balance itself’ Trudeau won’t do the same.  I’m horrified at the state of the economy and the invasion of Islam young men. Trump is demanding that the borders be secured and it’s a fact that the US invasion of fentanyl and terrorists is coming mostly through Canada.  

I don’t agree with two genders but the pronouns and the entitlement went too far.  Scientifically there are 2 sexes and gender now is directly as consequence.  The ‘official’ languages in Canada are French and English despite a large number of Germans, Chinese, Indians, Persians.  So the ‘official’ genders are two.  I suspect there will need to be tweaking of this but all that nonsense of prisoners wanting sex change may be addressed more appropriately.  Pushback was guaranteed when University of Toronto wanted to fine Jordan Peterson for mistakenly misgendering a student.  I don’t know the gender of biological people but to make it my problem is grossly inappropriate. Yet there are the legitimate intersex and those who have completed sex changes.  Post orchiectomy and genital surgery I suspect there will be a place for those to be ‘female’ or ‘male’ but new definition.  This will be a scientific medical determination rather than a political legal one solely.  I will be glad to see the end of the bearded ladies. Somehow it was becoming a circus show and that was hurting those who were not into special status.  Politics.

I’m glad Trump has pulled out of the WHO.  It became a communist institution with Chinese involvement and the Ethiopian communist CEO. Truth and medicine and science are no longer at the forefront given the abuses of Covid.  

I can’t support the UN when it keeps doing shariacommunist maneuvers like calling Israel a terrorists after it is only defending itself from Hamaz and Hezballah attacks. I did see General Milley as treasonous.  So I’m glad to see him go.  

The irony is all those people who were fear mongering and doomsaying about the Republican’s last term in office turned out to be utterly wrong. Indeed Biden’s reign resulted in near WWIII many wars and major shift in power to China and the Middle East.  Russia is no longer communist but shooting missiles at Russia like Trudeau encouraged and Biden and Zelenskyy did would certainly support the return of the old hardliners.  The Orthodox Church and the middle stream have a chance in Russia without an invasion.  The Ukraine war is far more complicated than the media has portrayed it and the Crimean has been Russian since before the Crimean war so it’s no more black and white or one sided than Israel.  In fairness to Biden Syria fell on his watch and thankfully Taiwan was not invaded.  I really believe that communists don’t attack strength. That was Mao’s teaching and now with Trump a strong leader in power especially with Vance there is hope for peace , detente.

I’ve been distracted by the news so it’s all above my pay grade and wheels within wheels. The truth is all I know is today. I’m delight to talk with Laura, pray for my family and friends, glad my dog is better and thankful I have work and can be of service.  I believe in God and Jesus Christ. I pray each day for guidance.

Thank you Jesus.  

I’m enjoying being here on the Quechan Indian Reserve in their Sleepy Hollow RV Park in Winterhaven California ten minutes walk from the border of Mexico.  I really like Los Algadones.  Everyone is friendly and I’ve this new dazzling (smile) smile

Now I just need a face life, liposuction and a fountain of youth.  Thank you Jesus.

Stepping Stones, Katonah, New York

It was a pilgrimage of sorts.  Though one wouldn’t really call it a pilgrimage.  A meeting might be a better term though i’d come along way for a meeting. Vancouver, Canada to Katonah, New York.
Thanks to the Stepping Stones Foundation web site I was able to arrange a tour for Laura and I. Tours occur at 1 pm weekdays.  Coming from New York I learned that at Central Terminal we should get a Northwest Harlem line to either Katonah or Bedford Hills.  Stepping Stones address is 62 Oak Road, Katonah in the Bedford Hills.  The trains come every hour and the trip takes a little over an hour. $25 a person ticket.  Sam’s and Bedford taxis’ were advised for the trip to Stepping Stones from the station.  We’d actually get a ride with Sam’s.
But first we had a marvellous scrambled eggs bacon and sausage breakfast at KR Restaurant in Katonah, a kind of sweet uptown kind of country town.  Very attractive. Great food and service.  Lots of quaint little well kept shops.  It really would be a destination to come in car or on motorcycle.
Sam’s Taxi took us the $10 taxi ride.  John, our tour guide was outside the welcome centre to greet us.  There were washrooms and seats to wait.  A shop with memorabilia, books, tapes, t shirts ball caps.  All the good stuff.   Lots of history.  Lovely lay out.  Katie from the Stepping Stones Foundation was there as well.  While John was older and tranquil, Katie was young and vivacious.  Beautiful people.
Lots of spirituality.  I couldn’t get over the views.  What a beautiful part of the world and this little bit of heaven.  Anabel and her mother joined us with John for the tour.  We walked up the hill first to Bill’s writing studio.  Lois had called this “Wit’s End”.  John explained the history of the writing desk, originally from Hank’s business.  The first chapters and later books were written right there.  That was mighty awe inspiring.  I loved the view too.  Tranquil and serene. Looking out the windows onto the acreage I imagined what it must have felt like, trying to put myself inside the experience of these great and humble man and woman.  There were all manner of historical items here. I liked the Works Publishing company business certificate.  Father Dowlings' crucifix and cane were there as well. John told us the story of the picture, a man on the bed.  It was just good being there.  Feeling a whole lot of gratitude.
Then we walked down the hill to the main house.  John told us the story of Bill and Lois’ poverty after they had to leave their house on Clinton Street. For several years they literally couch surfed. There was even a sad tale of Lois breaking down on the stairs of Grand Central Station crying in public asking if she’d ever have a house.  It was made more poignant because we’d just been in Grand Central Station.  A lovely realtor helped make it possible for them to buy Stepping Stones then.  John says that Lois said the door was open when they came to see it first and Bill says he broke in.  We laughed at the two stories.
The main house was large and warm and welcoming with beautiful views and an old country feel.  Bill played violin and Lois played piano.  John said they liked people who played piano to feel welcome to fill the house with the spirit that it had always known. Well, both Anabelle and her mother played the piano and it was beautiful.
The Kitchen Table where Ebby first talked to Bill was something to behold.  Now there was a shrine like moment.  Bill had scoffed at Ebby’s sharing his experience and calling it ‘religion’ and saying how he was a ‘man of science’.  It was a beginning though.  So many millions later.
Nell Wing who’d been the secretary and written a book of her experience of the early days, “Grateful to Have Been There," had a room there on the main floor.  Upstairs was Bill and Lois’ room. There wes a great fireplace that kept the place warm.  Lois’ desk was there to, the place where a whole other beginning had taken root.  Before she died at 97 after Bill had died she’d archived so much upstairs.  Walking about seeing the references and pieces of history, photographs and objects was some thing.  I loved Lois ’s  book, As Lois Remembers. It was only in the welast year  or two I read William Borchet’s book, When Love is Not Enough,.”  That was probably when the seed was planted to come to Stepping Stones one day.
I’m so glad we did.
Laura loved the ‘meeting’.
It was a beautiful sunny day.
We’re now headed back to New York City on the train looking forward to another meeting, this one at Central Office, on Friday.