Something powerful and positive is happening to me. I am growing in power as my body wanes in strength. My need to express myself clearly and honestly has come to the fore of my attention in my life. As my endurance s-l-o-w-l-y shows up, here and there, I find I have spent hours upon hours considering the importance of anything I presently give my energy to. My whole life, being an orphan, acquiring HIV at 17, having a virus ruin my career, I have felt needy in the truest sense of the word. I truly needed people to help make my human life succeed. And some of the most powerful and kind characters have stepped forward to help. For some time, whether its obvious or not, I have dreaded asking much of people. Worse, I have dreaded you knowing how much I do NOT have. I own almost nothing. I have lived in the category of income titled POVERTY for the last 20 years of my human days. And I have not been without, mostly. There has been so much brought to my table, like a lost monk, in the company of emperors and queens I have stumbled the wayward path of groundlessness. I am proud to have served the creative projects of friends and singers in spite of the fact that, again and again, over these past 3 years, I have been HOMELESS. Doubt many of you think of me like that. I am HOMELESS. And Im disappointed but I am not ashamed. Why? I am not alone. People live in sheds purchased at Home Depot. Others I know live in pool sheds. Educated people. Lovely people...living in the garage at a friends. I threw in the towel a few years ago on being able to afford a place to live and I have been drifting, a hungry ghost. The cost of the medications that keep me in my body could easily pay a home mortgage and the monthly lease of a fine automobile. E A S I L Y. My body, my blood is far more expensive than either. SO, RIGHT NOW, we are building a plan for me to acquire a home. Its going to take team work. I want to join the Tiny House community but I require security for sanity. So, I am putting it out, today, I am looking to acquire an Airstream Trailer. A large one. Its condition is an is not paramount. Brad Gorman has offered to re-wire the entire thing for A/C D/C. Lovedy Barbatelli or Helen Gorman will provide innovative solutions to rebuilding the interior and outfitting it to suit my genuine need. EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU HAS A GIFT that if shared over this Spring, by THIS SUMMER, will result in my coming in from the cold and having a safe place away from tenement housing, lodged among the lost and hopeless and continued homelessness. And just thing, wonder of wonders, I could SING all day and night in the thing!!! No one above me. No one below me. I invite you to contact me with IDEAS, personal knowledge or support to make this dream of mine a reality. Well need to be creative legally, financially, and at the level of manifestation. It may happen with great ease. It could be harder than I know. My heart is fed and my energetic system is healed by being near forests and trees. Having a mobile home would give me the freedom to move about throughout the seasons. For me, its a Yellow Submarine kind of dream. Its VERY scary to press Post next. But I choose to place my faith in Facebook, for now, because it speaks immediately to YOU. And without YOU, without manifesting a HOME, I will fall through the cracks I watch others tumble through again and again. Let it be written. Let it be known. And, let it unfold beginning ... n ... o ... w ... ALWAYS Love, Case
Posted on: Wed, 02 Apr 2014 22:25:29 +0000
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