To Those Who Follow Different Rules

I think you underestimate how much value, health, wellness, and happiness our group has brought to its members. Not once in a year of meeting in public without requiring masks have we been challenged by any authorities.

Some homeschoolers, especially new ones and those in extraordinary circumstances like me, need this fellowship. It’s not nonessential. We won’t let a corporatist government agency like the CDC tell us otherwise.

Much like the groups before Lockdown, we share resources, tips, challenges, feelings, and anything that we hope another with find valuable.

We are parents who love our children, family, and friends no less than those who choose to follow a different set of rules.

Yet, we are treated differently by those we would look to for support. We welcome all, but are not welcomed by all.

The largest homeschool group in the state chose to open itself to temporary homeschoolers; virtual, crisis, and hybrid schoolers; and, it seems, anyone who might be curious about homeschooling in Delaware. That brought about a major culture shift from the dedicated homeschool discussions that had once prospered there. At the same time, they chose to follow guidelines from a variety of agencies (governor’s office, CDC,  DE Dept. of Health) that were ephmeral, impossible to comply with, and often contradictory on their own terms.

It’s difficult for those of us who have been active and supportive in the Delaware homeschool community to be treated as lesser. We are trying to feed a great need for social contact in our corner of the state. We’re trying to do it in a positive and inclusive way. We feel very successful in that mission.

We recently changed our name to “Allschoolers Park Days in New Castle County” to highlight our inclusivity and simple mission: To provide a weekly, outdoor meetup for whoever needs it.

Come out on a Thursday and watch the children play. Cook some dogs with us and share whatever thoughts you need to share. We miss so many of our friends and love making new ones.

May God’s blessings shine on everyone.

Reluctant Rant

I sweat a lot. I’ve cut out toxins like alcohol and pharmaceuticals, and have reduced coffee and meat consumption. I’ve done a few detox regimens and it just seems that God gave me a highly active, unusually warm body that expels a lot of water and waste.

Masks during exercise cannot be good for anyone. I’m an extreme case, but anyone who is elevating his heart rate to achieve a higher level of cardio vascular health is abused by blocking his airways.

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Sweat collects on one’s mask. Sweat contains human waste, it is an excretion. Through a mask, that waste is breathed out into the air and inhaled into the body, the same body that just decided to excrete the waste. This goes on for as long as the workout lasts plus the duration of time inside.

This is not the way exercise and breathing is meant to work. Listen to James Nestor, Wim Hof, Scripture (breath = spirit), or any yoga instructor for hundreds of years before April 2020.

I just heard another propaganda piece from the state declaring the dangers of Covid. Where is the state sponsored message about improving your health? For over a year we have known that obesity, smoking, and any number of improvable human conditions contribute to mortality rates. Why is the theater of masking still being forced?

Watch how people treat their masks. They are filthy and that filth is being launched into the air with each breath. Listen to your body when you wear a mask, listen to your breath, pay attention to whether these things are telling you that this is good for your health and wellbeing or not.

In the very least, support lifting mask mandates on healthy people exercising. We are trying to better ourselves and would love for you to join our ranks (it feels fucking good).

Time for Exodus

I just watched a video of Canadian police arresting a pastor for holding church service.

Those who choose to serve the government betray themselves, their fellow man, and God.

Our governors have behaved like little pharaohs for over a year. They, and those who enforce their dictates, are our enemies. We must turn our backs on their authority. We don’t have to physically leave their jurisdiction to be free. We can choose freedom right here.

God bless you and your freedom.

Digging for Courage: A Year On

I created this category at the beginning of the Lockdowns. I knew in my gut that our approach was wrong. By this time I had poured over studies out of China and Italy and the notoriously mishandled German case falsely creating the asymptomatic spread narrative.

I was too angry and fearful of backlash to communicate clearly and focused on why I was feeling that way. I wanted to find the courgage to be a positive firce in the world. First, I had to get my own emotions in order.

I tried to establish a yoga and meditation routine, but that wouldn’t take until I started Wim Hof Method breathing and cold shower therapy.

I dug into my fears and released them. I came to accept a deeper truth for myself, that social interaction was paramount to my spiritual health and the learning lifestyle that I had crafted for my sons and myself. I reached out and found those friends and family who had similar intuitions and we started spending time together. I made new friends who also valued living this life to its fullest over adding grim days to it like prisoners tallying their lives in chalk on a grey wall.

I reached out to my small business owner friends to support them and assure them I would be there at the door when they were allowed to open.

I started a soccer team, even though I had sworn off managing weeks before.

I focused my energy on creating a better world.

I’m still there, but I’ve also got a happy warrior inside who wants to mock the madness. I’m a trouble maker and those who would continue to halt life deserve some trouble. And seriously, the memes are too good not to share.

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I Choose Life

I wrote this one year ago:

If we are not celebrating life, encouraging one another, listening to God, creating value, and kicking ass every day…we are dying.

This has been the hardest year of my life. This week a year ago I was volunteering to support homeless families in their journeys to find employment and stable housing. The world was tipping sideways. Fear was building, but there was hope in the work.

That crumbled in the following three weeks. March got darker and darker and “Two week to flatten the curve” became a fear machine that had no logical end. I decided to change myself as I saw the world would not soon return from this abyss. A year later the fear machine churns on.

The dystopia is worse than I expected, but I’m better. I’m stronger in body, mind, and spirit than I was a year ago. I love myself better. I have a better relationship with God and Jesus. I have daily routines that calm my busy mind and prepare my body for the daily onslaught of fear-based behaviors all around.

I know better now the darkness that was hiding behind the veil of this world. Through knowing that darkness, I can be a brighter light.

I see only two paths. One is toward death, the life that begins and ends in this world. The other is toward life everlasting, the life that God intends for us.

I choose life.

“Maybe I’m Just a Libertarian Shit Poster”

Tom Woods has been a hero of Covid-19 sanity. In this episode he speaks at a, likely illegal, gathering to review how wrong the Lockdowners have been.

He also manages to explain the bridge between the two mindsets that appear to prevail in this debate.

The Tom Woods Show: My Speakeasy Talk in California: COVID and the Two Americas

Free eBook: Covid Charts CNN Forgot

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Books by speakeasy host Mark Skousen:

Books by Tom Woods:

Because Michael Malice gets a quick roast:

Christian AF

Ha! I’m so inappropriate and a deeply flawed follower of Christ.

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However, this Sunday I attended service at Iron Faith Fellowship, announced a Christian book study (The Pilgrim’s Progress) I’m leading, attended a meeting about a play I’m helping out with based on the same book, and got on a Zoom meeting about a youth mission trip lead by Aldersgate United Methodist Church.

I pray to maintain this God-centered focus throughout my week.

I’m Trying to Tell You Something

Everything about widowhood is unconventional. Dating might be the most disorienting part.

We don’t get rules, there isn’t an expected course. There are no charts to guide us. If we’re lucky, we find someone else who has gone (or is concurrently going) through a similar hell.

I find it hard to imagine that one who has not experienced the guilt, pain, joy, bliss, confusion, and occasional crystal clear clarity of romantically connecting after loss could help me in the way my widowed friends have.

I’m trying to find a way to put it all down here. I’ve had more than two years of surprising romantic adventures. I’ve learned a lot and I hope my stories can help those navigating their own unexpectedly single lives.

This is a baby step as I find comfort with my own journey. There are reasons the widowed only talk with each other about these things. I want to break that secrecy to release the subject from taboo. I want to educate those who may want a romantic connection with a widow or widower. I want to be a safe place for the widowed to discuss difficult feelings. I want to share my lessons, mistakes, and moments of growth. I want people to understand how much conflict is within the happiest looking widow or widower. I want people to know that it is never easy for us, that we never “move on,” and that our happiness always feels like it cost too much.

Supporting Kidds: The Center for Grieving Children and Their Families

As a widowed father to two children, Supporting Kidds, Inc. has been a critical piece of our healing. They have been creative and steadfast in their support of families when government regulations would keep us apart.

Please consider supporting them and all the families who have suffered loss in Delaware on March 4th.

https://www.domore24delaware.org/fundraisers/supporting-kidds-do-more-24-delaware

Damn It, Jung

“No tree, it is said, can grow to heaven unless its roots reach down to hell.” -Carl Jung

I try to live in this way, but it can feel like a curse.

It seems the more I live in celebration of life, the more death manifests around me.

I have lost two soccer friends in the last year. Both very close to my age. Both husbands.

I have a calling to help survivors. I don’t know what to do with it. I don’t feel strong enough to fulfill it.

It’s not really a choice. It’s my purpose, at least for now.

This is when the roots reach down to a new hell. A hell for people I don’t even know. A hell I’ll willingly reach down into to offer a hand up.

God, I pray for rest and to wake with the strength that I need to fulfill your mission for me.