restorative justice * decatur ga * Scorched peaches

My messy shame walkout ALLOWS for strange and grace. I was a wretch. (strange) – NO means NO every time. (grace) – Asking offending bar/restaurant men in Atlanta regional area of ANY era to step up AND build resources for sexual peace & harmony FOR peace friendship /2nd Quail. Women? we must ASK them; we must HOLD the ask 4 it 2 BUILD.

read on.

ON THIS BLOG PAGE —

* Part 1 memoirIZED men in Atlanta regional called upon for peace friendship accountability * Part 2 Decatur Square April Vigil * Part 3 un-mangling my Scorched Peaches story * Part 4 what IS restorative justice

the Brick Store Oar list

[Warning — my suck the shame life IN will waste U if uninitiated to power contained in practiced forgiveness, introspection, self-care, & active revoking of codependent guilt; women, time 2 act in power]

*PART 1 ~

memoirIZATION is caring and necessary. my way 2 serve both creativity and dignity. (longer description not available) myth walking is what anchors me because the different better be useful to survive. mystery uses us all.

For instance ~ the Brick Store Oar. Go read about it. What a generous & gracious walkout of my shame, initiating the men to follow! what a siddhic swing, memoirizing the oldest pro work AND oldest sexist sling!

women aggressed upon?! FAWK THIS CHICK writing her blog if your UGH Commanda R is still raw or much more physically violent than mine. we are played like FOOLS by patriarchal pattern, I’m out here because I survived the dark, dangerous psyche slide. walkout is VIGOROUS yet made light. I’m with Mad Max, I want life beyond the Thunderdome, its plaguing guilt & rage, the hopeless numbness, the self-neglect. you don’t have my notes yet on what got me here. so what? men ACT all the time. my decent dad accidentally raised me to be a BOI, and I’m Aquarius, so risky boldness is finally my new ride. FAWK that old truck! you who are joining my penitent optimism in trembling anger, doubt, and hope? the new does not always survive. how glorious that it might. with you.

bring me your ungentlemen! time 2 make mince meat peace friends of them

Romans, county men
Bring me your wives and your oars
We'll clean this up deep

Brick store oar list ~ Commanda r invited 2 peace friendship

~ (((A))) ~

Brick Store Pub, Decatur ~ peace friend, craft beer bar visionary & co-owner

Decatur Square Vigil 2 Dance In Scorched Peaches Dignity

*Part 2 ~

First and GENTLE ~ all welcome.

Second and FIERCE ~ do not take what is not yours. no protests. no big performance.

Third and CLEAR ~ Don’t push. Collaborate.

Fourth ~ forgiveness, peace, grace. yeah…GRIT needed! forgive the tone here.

Forgive the tone here. Fragile means weak and I have only my weak grace to give in the county & city home I loved & lost in which I intend to stand April 21, 2027 on Decatur Square. I’ve raged in private for years. You be You.

No other info. This is call down bridge of grace.

Do you want to do this with me? Know my Know ~ I know my limits. Finally!

Leaders? Don’t fear contacting me. I’m strong enough to do this, not supported to lead a large charge on my own. Please organize on your own.

the HEART of my hope (Scorched Peaches bar & boutique menu) can happen ATL anywhere. that’s YOURS. mine is sexual peace awareness.

My fierce feeling is a turn in the war of the sexes depends upon fawking forgiveness: upholding an offending man’s humanity as key to his weak willed surrender TO DO WHAT’S RIGHT. that he needs that as support rail as to emotionally ACT/ return & restore dignity & justice to the women he hurt/ AS NEW RESOURCE TO EARTH.

MJ’s Scorched Peaches

*Part 3 ~

In college, my fellow catering managers called me MJ. waitressing? MJ! cause it’s short! That’s whose peaches I scorch. My old codependent self.

My codependent bitch made a messy meal out of me. If I hadn’t experienced Commanda R with my peace friend, I likely would not be out here.

Butt I am mangled IN MEMORY in your psyche, ruined and torn and severely hurt and bruised. the cruelty of guilt pattern? woman is to blame. (false.) the hidden aspect that women fear to death? shame HAD me. admitting it. (true.) so consequences unvarnished, yesh, I was there. playing sex shame games.

Pay attention — no matter WHAT>>>

NO MEANS NO EVERYTIME.

THAT is why I am out here. No means NO and it wasn’t honored.

I Commanda R this pattern ~ REVOKE its name! I revoke this shame.

1000s of practice swings, ladies. private work. emotional. such work has moved me into power — higher frequency, shadow seed now siddhi.

Don’t confuse un-mangling of my sex shame story as GURU (never. don’t ever. do that.) or that I have a “goal” of walking on siddhic water. No.

Women bear the brunt of emotional work and we are worn out by male non-participation. This Oar list? direct evidence. *Females, don’t waste UR power in the turn raging we must male assist. We do. Hate it? Understood. I’ll go foolish first. I just did.

My story contains queer mystery so steep, I’m skipping it. That’s the essence of epic. Watch your hidden jealous. Because…Epic includes death (ugly).

My beloved *sapphic peaches? #queerpeace yet…memoir rising is specific or it is nothing. U R included, include U, do not ask me not 2 see.

I see clearly the only way out is THROUGH. my nonlinear story will land in order SOME DAY yet sideways walking (nonlinear) is power I now own.

Me and my peace friend go FIRST. Meaning JUST this Commanda R tone of rape, war, and sling word 4 women rhyming with war/door. Only 25% of my Decatur story shining thru the MUD. Hard rain after scorched earth.

Listening is an art. Pattern (guilt) makes us fools. If a power surge happens? Heed. Listen. Embodiment takes a ton of committed repetition.

April 2027 I’ll be on the Decatur Square thirteen years after leaving my beloved Georgia in utter humiliation. Not defeat. Retreat. Back b/c listen.

Unmangled in MEMORY + initiating the new. That my mystery “goal” (aka witness guidance) giving my poem, speech, artistic demonstration quiet like dew ~

Restorative Siddhic Justice

*Part 4 ~

What is restorative justice? (Race? read on.)

From Restorative Justice Council

— an approach to justice that focuses on repairing the harm caused by crime or conflict through direct communication and collaboration between the affected parties and those responsible.

From University of Washington and Park University

— Instead of focusing primarily on punishing the offender or of violating state laws, restorative justice treats wrongdoing as a violation of people and relationships.

race ~ commanda r protected

My white privilege informs the not-yet-aware that restorative justice HUGELY is needed for all race tension & its missing reparations. I am for it.

You are on a nonlinear blog of a memoirist who swaddles Commanda R as race behind a veil. Why? so basic MALE V. FEMALE may shine thru in my story as it is: WHITE V. WHITE and now we dance it down in peace friendship ~

Nervous? Warranted. Nothing is built on earth without friction. It’s the way it is. Until changed.

Onward ~!

SIDDHIC frequency is very, very, very high and measured frequency. Sound, light. Emotional??

I danced with a poet who taught me the siddhis, including OLD MALE thought about them as obstacle. Here’s what’s what — the mind fuckup is low DESIRE to hold on, to have “it” NEVER change. Like walking on water as a “goal” or forcing transcendence. The male who ascends? good for you and thank you. sincerely. Maybe try talking to your mother who was date raped or shamed in the family? THAT’S a helpful goal. So what is my “goal” here with the siddhis?

I’m not forcing, I’m yielding. Here on earth, embodied earth, my poet danced it into me that siddhis happen ALL THE TIME falling thru like sun and rain. NO thing to hold onto, just catching them by catching grace. Catch peace in the pause, CAUGHT in a web of delight because pause. listen.

I’ve practiced contemplating the pause for six years now. Restorative Justice as my “goal” came FROM awareness danced into mind via light (art). SO? Siddhic Justice as in balancing of scales {war of the sexes} is SYNONMOUS with restorative for me. Now, perhaps, you have caught my myth. (siddhic)

I push my siddhic awareness on no one. grace infoms.

U R Informed ~

April 2027 Decatur Square ~ a poem, a speech, initiation, hating what happened not people, calling in them for something new. Something visionary like Decatur’s character. Please. Listen. Plan your peace vigil.

This my mystery “goal” for April Scorched Peaches ~ to invoke new pattern called peace friendship. Men yielding to support mangled women in psyche like old MJ.

Peace Friendship ~ building a plank so peace of the sexes might could dance in

Leaders, you are needed. U R Warned — I am NOT emotionally deaf. Psycho acting violent cruel men? may they have their restorative justice in jail. Aware I am. Pattern is cruel. Reviled this big ask of the women. Guilt revoked costs.

Peace does not walk in on its own.

my feelings are MY POWER. Claiming my low self is dangerous because Pattern cannot tolerate relief. Public relief. I attest my strength returns with every empowered revoking act I take. In relief, my Scorched Peaches walking out in messy myth. ACCEPTED. join me. ???

may we walk out as mythic peace friends ~

(((A)))

P.S. if you are of the peace & justice MUCH quieter set? thank you. thanks for empathetically standing in the shoes of those on ALL sides of this greater hard conversation fence who need my VOICE as it stands: Fierce love to dissolve aggression. Yeshua the peace prophet (and savior to Christians) is one of my main mentors. Here’s a quieter picture of how I walk and live…