The blabbering of an ex-Facebooker, thirsty for e-contact with the e-world…


I realize I haven’t blogged for about two weeks. And since I had earlier taken my Facebook page down due to some events and emotions, I really don’t have much “e-” contact, outside of the gay dating and chat sites. Not necessarily the best company to be keeping. And with my physical connections and friendships being closely cherished but not large in numbers…it can get a little spooky inside this carved pumpkin. Although I have been writing a lot offline, I think there are some nuggets worth sharing. Maybe not. So, perhaps a change coming… 1. get out again and enjoy nature on earth, and other human beings and 2. blog more consistently, along with photography and digital creations, as that outlet helps me work through life.

So quick update on last two weeks or so: adjusting to no online presence (Facebook) – really feeling out of touch, not belonging. Nothing has actually changed regarding the “actual” degrees of physical distance or emotional connection…but all of a sudden, the mind and heart starve for something that was there, in fact, just perhaps not being able to fulfill its promise….nonetheless, has value/role to play in our sense of community, of belonging. (Note: I do not have any financial or legal connections with Facebook…or whatever legal jargon should go hear to protect my sponsors. lol)

During those two weeks: listened as my nephew went off to college as a new dorm-bound freshman; bailed on an important ride/event; made decision to first close CHEC and then overrode with decision to keep pursuing some community work close to my heart; met with my care coordinator for our annual recertification (let’s analyze my navel and all actions surrounding it with 20 questions you should always be aware of, but only really consider during one of these conjugal visits…); found out our neighborhood block may be zoned and rebuilt, leaving me homeless at some point (really…not trying to make light of anyone’s plight – just my fear being reckless – I have and always will be taken care of; thought seriously about buying a home, whether for me or CHEC or both; decided I want to learn video remixing as a way to expand my creative outlet; lived through an Apple announcement and launch, setting goals to wait for both iPhone 6 and iWatch (less impulsive!); made huge progress on the basement cleanup program (hah!); interviewed for a part-time position; was reminded of a good friend, John Pickel (currently residing in WS, NC – looking after Maya’s spirit I’m sure with a little scotch and good cooking)…our antics together over the years, and his creative genius and humility; reconnected and re-disconnected with some souls, learning each time what we each bring and need in relation; decided on an online photo fulfillment service to let me take my photography and videography to the next level; learned a whole new vocal around acrobatics, including thai massage; experienced tactile energy and spirituality of being on a whole new level; lived through a milestone birthday for my sister, and what would have been my mom’s 73rd birthday; silently launched my new site (www.ctoddcreations.com); had friends hunt me down and go to lunch, and/or leave me with enough compassion and riddles to satisfy my emotional quotient and need for spiritual interaction at a deep soul level; lived through my dad’s loss of his “child” – a golden retriever…to an aggressive cancer that gave my dad the best last few weeks, but finally came to an end…and I feel is aloneness and yet know he is in a good place, grieving a valid loss in a healthy way; decided to go visit said dad before Thanksgiving just because… and maybe get to see my new nephew!…; dropped my motorcycle on me, doing minor damage to owner and bike – shoulder is biggest pain now, may need to go to clinic; took in another stray… and that’s about it.  I think.  Not much going on…

“The boy” (stray) has been awesome – having a non-sexual male friendship and interaction; his integrity has also rekindled my faith in other humans. But having another person here in my space is also bending my rule about monkeys in my circus, my sacred space. I thought I had learned that lesson, but not as fully as I needed…  This round, I realized that I’m putting them in a lose-lose situation living here with no financial means and no formal contract/commitment (e.g. CHEC, but not at home!)- and that’s not healthy or what I want. So it’s really got to be a hard boundary, particularly as I pursue the shaping of CHEC’s mission.  End of story.

Nonetheless, there is something healthy about interacting with another human being. Dogs are great companions, but not the replacement for human touch and intuition.

So there’s not much to add here other than:

1. Checkout www.CToddCreations.com – give me feedback on cost/quality, but I’m really excited about the product offerings!

2. Happy 50th Birthday to my sister. And light and love to my dad as he lives through the loss of his companion, Baloo.

3. I put together a portfolio of my videography creations – check them out on my homepage, but for now let me share the clip from this one event that really moved me…  I’ll try to convey some of the emotions in the experience through visual arts and storytelling.  I also leave two collages, celebrating Lisa’s 50 years of life and Baloo’s life as dad’s companion, and an amazing cover of an old time favorite from my generation (gosh, 40 IS the new 30!)

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The Reason We Are Here: Waddie Welcome at Broadway UMC from CToddCreations on Vimeo.

Link to video “The Reason We Are Here: Waddie Welcome at Broadway UMC


Personal Life Celebration Sample - Happy 50th Lisa!
Personal Life Celebration Sample –              Happy 50th Lisa!

Personal Life Celebration Sample - Baloo Life Collage
Personal Life Celebration Sample –                 Baloo Life Collage

My “shower revelation” on why our current gay civil rights debate is so different from others…


As I’ve picketed 111Cakery, and after the national debate on gay marriage…it’s puzzled me why this is so challenging, and why it becomes so “religious.”  This came to a head when I read the following article online (and the ensuing online chatter).

http://www.wthr.com/story/25211087/hearing-set-for-thursday-in-case-on-indiana-gay-marriage-ban#.U1Zn3mY6oLg.facebook

Because I am spiritual, I penned the following reaction…perhaps this is God / the Universe at work…

Sad that it takes a dying woman’s wish that her surviving partner is simply treated fairly and equally under the laws of our country.

Perhaps God works in mysterious ways to bring about social justice and civil rights when He sees that our Country and State aren’t “getting this” like we did civil rights for Blacks and Women.

But, I’m still left pondering…why so religious?  (Remembering again, not everyone is Christian, spiritual, nor religious…and that freedom is just as precious as the freedom to believe!)

Not having lived through the Black Civil Rights movement, or the Women’s movement, I can’t imagine there was as much religious justification of the injustices and inequality.  Of course, some use the Bible to justify “putting women down” in a second class state of submission to the man’s role in family, but generally speaking, I don’t see anything in the Bible talking about White supremacy.  Yes, somehow I imagine someone used it to justify slavery…but I doubt anyone today would go there.

So why does this “gay rights” debate go so quickly to the Bible…(particularly when not EVERYONE in America is Christian!  Religious freedom does still exist…)

Then in dawned on me…of course!

With the Black Civil Rights movement, we were talking about basic human equality and social justice.  Putting an entire group of people at the back of the bus, or using different water fountains just because of their race is pretty easy to rally against.  Granted, there was lot more going on than these trite examples.  Blacks were being hanged, beaten to death and so on…again, pretty easy for “the good Christian” American to eventually come to terms with this not being right.  Hence, the Black Civil Rights and social justice was much more about basic human equality.

With the Women’s movement, I imagine we’re seeing much of the same.  Particularly after WWII, when women demonstrated they were just as capable at running companies than their male counterparts, we as a country finally started to see women as equal to men.  Meaningful careers, equal wages and “the glass ceiling” were the big battles here (over simplifying).  And while some still cling to a Christian worldview that the man is the head of the household, and more capable, that is again not an argument that many would cling to.  So, seems like the fight for equality for women is also much around basic human equality.

So, now we arrive at Gay Civil Rights and Social Justice.  There’s no wage / labor inequality here.   There’s no argument that gays are  “less human.”  Instead, we arrive very quickly at love and marriage…in other words, this is uniquely about the “family unit” and the definition of “couples.”  And, here, the argument quickly becomes religious in a unique way that is, sadly, very easy to justify with Bible verses.

Unfortunately, this puts this particular Civil Right debate in a unique position of pitting one “protection” (religious freedom) against another (the right to marry, and equal rights when it comes to matters of hospital visitation, rights of survivorship, etc.)  Setting aside again that the entire country is not Christian, I believe this is the crux of why this argument has, and may always be, more challenging for our nation to face.  It’s inherently more “religiously based” than any civil rights movement prior…

Today, there is a large Christian majority, which I do not believe would have fought so vocally against equal rights for Blacks or Women. But, they will clearly use the Bible to justify their argument because the (fallible) words are there.

This throws our Constitution into a new and unique position of finding a creative way to value both sides of the argument…allowing (some) Christians to hold to their “religious belief” that being an “active” homosexual is a sin — and having that belief respected, perhaps, in ways that conflict with the second half of the debate — finding the equality necessary based on sexual orientation for the “rest of us.”

So, this doesn’t mean the Christian Right are wrong, and we must “change their views.”  (Again, remember not everyone is even Christian, nor do all Christians believe in the infallibility of the Bible…)  Nor does it mean that we must give up on gay marriage, and submit to some “sterilized” version of the word like “domestic partnership” or “civil union” to placate to the Christian Right.  Instead, we must agree to disagree – and allow both Truths to co-exist.  On one hand, a group of Americans will believe that gay marriage is against their religious beliefs – and they will never be “inspired to make a cake” for such a celebration of human love and commitment.  And, on the other hand, another group of Americans must be able to celebrate their own spirituality and religious beliefs (or lack thereof), and find joy in the celebration and commitment of gay marriage…and equality in the legal and financial benefits (and costs) therein.

So…this is gonna be TOUGH!

And that, is my percolation and revelation on why this is SO much more complex and difficult…and why it’s still equally worth fighting for.

A Flying Cupcake, glass of water, curious neighbors…and request to “GO HOME!”


This was my final week of my Lenten protest of 111Cakery.  And “statistically” things were consistent with past weeks.  I’d say about 30-40% of people passing by showed some sign of support, about 10% voiced disagreement — usually, but not always civil — and about half the folks passing by were ambivalent.

But I felt good about my personal stand, because that’s what this was about.  And, I grew in my own personal beliefs and faith.

So a Flying Cupcake...thanks to Terry Woods for joining me this week for a while.  He brought be a cupcake from Flying Cupcake, finding that somewhat fitting.  So thanks Terry — for your friendship, support and  your sweetness!

A glass of water…Randy, the husband/co-owner, offered my a glass of water at one point.  He also came out to greet me at the beginning of my shift — we talked about family, vacation plans and the weather.  And, at the end of my “shift,” I stepped inside to thank him for his friendship and conversation — and congratulated him on his expectant grandchild…within days he said.  Wouldn’t that be a blessing if it arrived on Easter this year?  All this to say, Randy and I have had great conversation, civil discussion and respect for one another (I believe…).  We’ve prayed for each other…

We may have been praying for different things…as I would pray for open mindedness, and a shift in understanding.  And, if it takes a gay grandchild to bring that about, then I know that God can work in mysterious ways.  So, I pray that one of their grandchildren grow up gay or lesbian…so they find a different truth.

As Randy said, if this has brought either of us or any of us closer to God, then it’s all good.  And may it be so.

 But, Randy has proven that we can agree to disagree, and still be respectful and compassionate.  So thank you for that gift.

Curious neighbors...since I moved my picketing closer to the bakery and Penrod Arts Building, I got more reactions from neighbors…from curiosity to conversation.  One woman took a picture of me and Terry and posted it to Facebook.

There has been a LOT of honking on our street this afternoon!
There has been a LOT of honking on our street this afternoon!

Another woman simply stuck her head out the window, saw me…and said, kindly, “Ah, that’s what I figured.  I was just wondering what everyone was honking at!”

And a “GO HOME”…not from Randy or Trish, the owners.  (Though every time I entered the store, if Trish was at the counter, she seemed to find a reason to disappear into the back.)  But, someone coming from Talbott Street onto 16th Street yelled that at me.  Wouldn’t it be wonderful if we could tell discrimination to “GO HOME.”  Wouldn’t it be wonderful if we could simply yell at the face of racism, sexism, homophobia and other forms of prejudice and make them disappear?  Until then, we need the “voice of the minority” so speak up, bring awareness, and educate people about issues.

But, for now, I will “go home…”  Not because he asked me to…but because Lent is coming to a close.  I will be talking with high school students on Tuesday in State College, PA about my journey, as part of their “unit” on Civil Rights in their History class.  But, beyond that,  my personal journey, my personal stand has an endpoint.  So, I’ll take my signs and go home…and I’ll try to remember that LOVE does win out over hatred every time.

And whether 111Cakery continues to get “ample business from a more conservative clientele” will yet to be seen.  Would I be glad to see them go out of business in this location?  Of course.  But, if they continue to be successful and find a niche, then I wish them the best of luck.  May the best cupcake — and business policy — win.  Meanwhile, I’ll frequent The Flying Cupcake, or Kim’s Kate Kreations or other establishments that don’t discriminate with their icing…  

Equality for ALL!
Equality for ALL!

 

And, I’ll look for the day when I can influence laws such that 111Cakery is unable to refuse to provide service to a person based on race, color, religion, ancestry, age, national origin, disability, sex, sexual orientation and gender identity…consistent with Indianapolis’ own ordinance…and consistent with Jesus’ teaching to love one another.

Final week of protest...HAPPY EASTER!
Final week of protest…HAPPY EASTER!