Niall's Voice - Speak Out

I just came back from Washington D.C., it was great, being involved in the political process. If I am not part of the solution, then am I part of the Problem? Hillary Clinton spoke to us she was amazing, brought tears to many. I went to the Holocaust Memorial Museum, so sad, informative and moving, yet also so relevant for today. I saw why we must never forget. I edited the Header on my blog to reflect beliefs that have come to the surface, because after going to the Holocaust Museum I realized that me speaking out, just my one voice, is necessary. The saying attributed to Martin Niemoller, which I had heard many times, touched my heart in a new way. Millions were persecuted and annihilated systematically. Not just Jews, but homosexuals, Jehovah Witnesses, and anyone who didn't agree with the state government, they were murdered. So many people didn't speak out, they thought it didn't affect them. We know how that story ended. Is it over?

Home Sweet Home

I am so happy to be home, I feel so tired, but I do miss writing and finding my Voice in this venue. After being in Washington D.C. for a week, I am exhausted from hearing speeches about who will do what, and how they will do it, Promises, Promises, or Broken promises. I am taking responsibility for my happiness and things I promise myself, I know who I can count on.

The Great Escape

I was aksed a lot about how I got out of the Church, what happened, and so what started as a short answer, of course became a Writing by Niall.........

The Letter

Well, the letter went out and surprisingly, there was a lot of good feedback, and informative. People also asked questions, like what about Sean, or those left...............

I GOT IT

So now I know, if you click on the underlined portion, you are brought to the Niall's writings Blog with the whole story, hope the kinks get worked out soon.

Letter to the Nation

Sarah Palin is not anti gay marriage, she is anti Gay. A member of The AG Churches, she believes in Ex-Gay Ministries: if one would just pray enough they would be "Delivered" from homosexuality. I was also a member of this Church(AG). When I mentioned my sexuality with leaders of the Church I was told that this was the Sin in my life that caused me ALL my troubles. I was asked to speak and tell my story. It was sold as a way to raise money for the Ministry to save other homosexuals. These are the families who disown their own children. ...................

Niall's Writings

So I am trying very hard to link this to my Niall's Writings, where the whole story will be told. Let's see

Tuesday ....Too many days slipping by.....

Well, I am feel like I am getting further away from posting the story that started me on this new journey to Blogging and Twittering, so I am making this Promise to all who read this, OK well I am promising myself, before I go away to Washington D.C. for my CSEA Union Convention, my Letter to The Nation will be available to the Nation.

Short and sweet, I wish.............

I am trying to figure out how to show just a few lines of what I am writing, then give the reader a choice on whether he or she wants to read the whole piece. I will count on friends to help me with this. It will be like a short introduction, or tease, or just a way that people do not have to read the whole long blog before they even get to the "This Day in History, or Inspirational Quote or anything else" I may have at the bottom of page. Any comments are always welcome.
This is just another piece I need to learn. Some of you will be happy to read that I have learned how to edit (correct) previous posts, like the one that I mentioned Lucky my cat, I said she greets us, then he appreciates us, no wonder Lucky is confused, I call him a he and a she. Well to set the Record "str8", Lucky is a Male Tabby. Now that is duly noted and corrected we can move on. Sorry Lucky.

Sunday Sunday

I came to Rockaway early this morning, I missed seeing Lucky, our cat, he greeted me as usual. I read about cats on line last night, and I thought they don't miss you that much, they sleep, they have no time clocks, WRONG! We rescued Lucky from the apartment next door here in Rockaway, the owner passed away and Lucky was on his own for 3 months, so he is so appreciative of me and Rafael, and I worry so much. Yesterday was a long tiring day, but once I get back here to the Beach, it all goes away, the stress, the closed in feeling I get in Stuy Town Apt. and then I love seeing the Ocean. Then the time comes that I miss the energy and diversity of the City, so this is what I call my Luxury problem, not that anything is luxurious, just the problem of where to go. I am blessed.

A Letter to the Nation

I am in the process of writing an article or letter to the Editor, which is totally new to me, I just received my first feedback from my "Editor" and it is scary to think of putting it out there. It is of political nature, yet my personal experience and how that relates to today's political and cultural environment. More work needs to be done, and I am afraid of losing the "heart" of my story in editing, this is where I have to trust God, and the people that are put in my path to help. I may just post it all here, and open the door for Comments.

TGIF 9/12/08

I am so glad it is Friday, it is rainy and damp, but still friday, I am lucky that the rain and a busy weekend ahead is the worse of my problems right now. I hope this weather doesn't do much damage to those in the paths of Hurricanes. My friend G. is driving South for the last 24 hours, hopefully arriving soon.

9/11

It is a quiet day, yet a day of much excitement for the things to come, that have come already, who knows. Let's see. I have slowly opened up to a few people about my desire, or I should say my actual attempt at writing my thoughts and feelings and sharing them. I have a 20 year old ongoing journal, and it, like me, is finally out of the closet.

The cake is in the Rain..........?

After years of saying I would write and share my story, and even having a title for the book that has not been written, formally, I guess this will be my beginning. I realized I have a story to tell, and now I have a voice to tell it with. I have written on paper for 20 years, who would have thought my first attempt is on a blog spot. This story is not just my story, it is the story that after years of life experience, when I tell it to others, they identify, they get it. I realized I am so not unique, what makes me breathe and move, and live, feel, and react, is the same thing as everyone else. I always remember the song McArthur's Park, I never "got" the meaning of the words, "someone left the cake out in the rain, I will never have that recipe again, I don't think I can bake it, cause it took so long to make it, etc....". I just knew that even the most introverted people in the bars and clubs got up and danced when Donna Summer 's song came on the juke box. It moved people, off the their chairs or barstools, at weddings, etc., why, it doesn't make sense to me, now or then. I have found in life that so much moves me to places emotionally, and I have no idea why, looking back, some things meant nothing, some I have no idea, some "I get". I always said I would title my book "Someone left the cake out in the rain", but it takes so long to explain the title and then most people who know the song, and were or saw the movement of emotion, get it, but those who don't, think maybe I was left out in the rain a bit too long, and like the cake, the recipe, for my sanity can not be found again. whoaaaa......