Now here's something interesting.
I just noticed that when copying down the questions by hand for the Friday Five that Jackie sent to me ( You see Jackie; I did it the old fashioned way and what happened?!)  and I made a mistake because it's 5 am and I can't read my own chicken scratch till I get a cup of coffee in me.
So I thought I wrote "What is the most unused gift that you have received?" , when it should have read UNUSUAL!
Wonder what that little freudian slip means.
I have received too many unusual gifts to figure that one out.  All my friends and family know that I dig the odd gift rather than a box of chocolate filled cherries.  Maybe I will say a rock from somewhere in the world that I never thought I would receive one.  I collect rocks through other people's travels, so when people ask what I want them to bring back for me it's a no brainer.  Just think, I have collected parts of the whole planet that I can put in my garden.  I think that's so cool, and I know where each one came from!
So back to the questions here:

1 What gift would you like to give the world?

The gift of compassion

2. What is the most unused gift you have received?

A can of stale peanuts

3. What do you like best about gift giving?

Knowing that someone's curiosity was piqued, that someone's smile appeared when they received it, that they knew that I was thinking of them and sending a little love.

4. What gifts do you want for the holidays?

Someone to share my deepest self with

5. When has a gift made you feel warm and fuzzy?

I don't think that I have ever received a gift that has not made me feel warm and fuzzy.  Wellllll, there was one. 

There is no milestone today that says so.  There is no inventory taking because it's my birthday (not), no directive from anyone other than that little voice that goes off in your head when it IS time.  "Do that thing" it says.  "Do that thing that you were born to do.  That thing that will make a difference.  That thing that will change the world".
OK says I.
I have pretty much gotten all the "But firsts" out of the way.  And then I began reaching out to connect with those that might help me do it.  Interestingly I got lots of "I think that's great, go for it's".  Lots of supportive talk from the industry leaders that want to SEE the change in social services, that recognize the need.  No one seems to have the time.  But it IS time.
Winter is coming fast.  Hang on~it's HERE.  We still have homeless people seeking shelter.  We have kids out there sleeping in cars that are trying to hang onto jobs.  They have left home at the suggestion of their parents or have fled.  They're out there trying to stay alive.  Shelters are full.  Even the state parks around here are full for those lucky enough to have something to sleep in.  They fly low so they will not be picked up as vagrants.  They raid your dumpsters for food.  They may steal soon.  They may get into drugs or they may already have tried to easy the pain that way.
Does anyone out there plan on doing anything about it?  Anyone see all the kids that are being dropped off outside hospitals and churches?  These kids are too old for foster care.  They are supposed to be working, producing, responsible taxpayers at this point.  Do we want to help them get started?  Is it too much to ask of us? 
I don't think so.  I want to help.  I have a plan.  But I NEED a little help.
I need to know how to start a non profit.  I need a donation of space. 
Anyone out there in the Gig Harbor Washington area that can offer the use of a piece of  their property that they are doing nothing with?  How about letting me set up an emergency housing community (small) for these kids? 
I want to put a few used motor  homes there to house them.  It must have water and electric.  They will pay space rent.  Please be very resonable about that.  The rest will come out of my pocketbook which is very small.  Anyone that would like to donate an old RV that still has a little life left in it for emergency housing would be appreciated.  If you want to sell it outright, again please make it cheap.  Free is best but I don't have a non profit status yet for donation deductions.  I have donated one already and am pretty broke now.  
Some of these young people have children too.  I want to target the population that is between 18 and 24 because there is NO emergency help for them right now and they are too young to know how to go about getting help.  They have a future to look toward if we can help get them on track and show a little support. 
Please get in touch with me.
Every community needs this right now.  Times are hard to desperate for many.  You may not know about CCC Camps and Hoovervilles but do know that things can get very ugly out there with this economic crisis.  We must get supports going to help the overburdened system.  We can do it with a grassroots effort in every community.  We just need to get organized.  I want to start the first model here.  I have been working on it for the last 8 years. 
Let me share it with you.
Thank you so very much,
Lynda

What brought me here to this page?  A moment ago I had something to say.
I came to this empty page and it kind of hit me between the eyes.  Am I supposed to write somethinng to entertain you?  To entertain me?  Do I spill my guts about what makes me cry?  Do I lay out my mind here to see if anyone can track it?  Do I have anything earth shaking to offer the human race?  I read other's blogs and they seem to be effortlessly written.  They flow as though no conscious thought was necessary.  Wow sez I.  Wow.
I am a virgin blogger and most likely will not keep it up.  I do however believe that if we reach out to each other on all levels, even here, only good will come of it.  My subconscious agendas will emerge and astonish me.  That is what usually happens when I write.  I used to write quite a lot.  Even wrote two pieces that I felt coulda/shoulda been published.  One of them became the length of a book.  And I suppose since it was purely fiction it would not qualify as a blog.  But now that I recall the story, the characters, the maniacal fervance that overtook me as I wrote day after day with little regard to eating or hygene. Now I realize that it was me trying to get out.  And boy did I.  I saved the earth from certain destruction as I recall.  Sigh : )
Back  to reality.  I do try.  Every day, I try to make a difference.  That is all I can do until I really do develop beyond.  Beyond what ~I ask myself.  Well, you know, beyond all the barriers that I have put in front of me.  Beyond caring that I will be chastized for not being able to hold my ground in the arena of great minds that love to debate every damn thing under the sun.  I don't feel that I should have to defend my heart and soul to anyone who wishes to rip them up.  I cow at ugly thinkers.  I shake my head in disbelief, it is so foreign.  It is so wasteful.  It is so fucking human.  I will make a stand though.  I have given and given.  I love to give.  I believe in giving.  And I have fought.  I fought for kids, for families, for the misdirected, misunderstood and mishandled .  So?  So I am not a pantywaist.  I am not a fainting flower.  I am a warrior when the cause arises.   And I am a lot of other things.  I, I, I, !
I gotta laugh.  I have much to be grateful for.  I love.  those I's are hopefully ok.
And another I.  I am working up the courage to connect again.  With someone.  With someone else who cares.  After one of those very unhappy relationships with another human that I gave too much to.  That won't stop me.  Yes, I learned a lot.  Even at my ripe old age of 55 I still learned something.  I don't hold it against anyone else of the male persuassion either.  Too bad there is no Zaadz singles place!