light and easy heart

i didn't have a lot of time to stand on the corner outside the williston federated church this morning, but really over time it's not going to matter how many hours a day i can show up, but how many years i can keep showing up.

since i started protesting at the church, i have gained important things in my life: i no longer have the nightmares about the humiliation at the hands of the church. i don't have nightmares at all. i sleep like a stone.

but in the time after the assault and during the stalking and the humiliation and ostracism by the church, my blood pressure and cholesterol and blood sugar all went up. my blood pressure was crazily, dangerously high.

all those things have abated since i have been walking the corner. i don't even have to take the blood pressure medication anymore. and my stamina and endurance have increased dramatically, so it's working out for me.

today on the corner i was photographed twice that i know of, once by a person driving a black sedan with no license plates, front or back.  hey, pal! if you can afford that camera, you can afford to replace your plates when they fall off or get stolen.

a guy in a truck wagged his finger and asked me if i wasn't judging people. he didn't seem like the actual churchgoing type or even the nonjudging type but rather he seemed to be making some kind of joke.

but ok, i'll bite.

i'm just telling what happened. if you think it sounds like a harsh criticism, you are also then judging the behavior and climate of this church. they are their own indictment.

fraudulent pastor drove by on her way east on route two. same unctuous smile.

a woman across the street asked me to show both signs so she could read them. "i'm sorry", she said.

a woman in a blue car rolled down her window and hollered across traffic. "stay strong!" she said, giving a thumbs-up.

"i promise!" i answered.

this sunday is going to be open house at the williston federated church. i wish, oh, i wish i could be a fly on the wall inside that festive gathering!

me, i gotta go. i have things to do to get ready for my awesome weekend. if i have time i'll go back this evening to be on the corner during choir practice.

i don't know- it's so close to bedtime and tomorrow morning will come up early.

i'll see you on the streetcorner.