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Billions Stolen From Black Families by Predatory Lending

Billions Stolen From Black Families by Predatory Lending

I care!

I Care!

I am reaching my hand out to you because I care.

I am telling you that the sun it's shining on you because I care.

I speak to you with the voice of the wind, because I care.

I extend my love to you because I care.  

Grab my hand and we can discover what peace is.

Take my very energy and blend it with yours to be one with each other.

Shout out to the world that we are here at this moment sharing that light!

We are the very beauty of the world in due time!

I'm listening to you from all my soul because I care.

I am touching the sparks you send my way because I care.

I'm stretching my being to you from within because I care.

I humble myself to you because I care.

There is no one like you in this time and space.

We melt the emotion that has ruin the moment and secured the past.

We give thanks to the vision of the future long awaited.

We cry to the sea for relief of the storm.

We are the living that has not fail.

I Care about you as you are about me.  Now we must pass it on!

YBe anything other than 1's self?

Richard Rothstein, "The Color Of Law" (with Ta-Nehisi Coates)

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    OMG MISSION

We are happy to announce that blankets and tents and socks and personal items are coming in to help the homeless people in our city.  The outreach from the neighbors is tremendous and very helpful in being able to give where giving is needed.  We have backpacks on the way and clothing like coats and hats and gloves are still needed.   

We will feature the organizations that we will give these items to.  One organization, The Lost Sheep is working with the homeless people that live under the underpass of our city.  That is where the blankets and tents will come in handy.  

We would like to take time out to give a special thanks to Mr. Joe for the many blankets he donated and to Ms. Pam a wonderful woman that took time out of her busy schedule to collect blankets, tents and socks for the needy.  We thank them and ask that you say a special prayer for them for reaching out in a time like these.  

We had set aside a time for an elderly woman that was living on the streets in the Breckenridge area but have not seen her around for a while.  Hopefully she is in out of the cold and we will continue to check to see if she resurfaces.  

To all those who want to give you can contact me at 502.495.3322  and/or  https://www.omgohmygoodnesssharingcaringshowinglove.com/  if you are unable just your prayers and your thought will help also.  

This forum has just begun and we know we got a long way to go and many people to help so we appreciate your tuning in and keeping up with what we are doing.  If you have anything you would like to post on this site, please reach out to us.

Remember Oh My Goodness sharing and caring and showing love is what makes the world remain balanced!

OMG member

Ima Yahruth (YBe)

YBe anything other than 1's self?

The Night I Dreamed part II

The Night I "Dreamed!"

Part II

In the dark closet there sat the safe among other items so I grabbed it and pull it out of the closet.  I peer at the safe and realize that is had a antique like combination lock on it.  I knew that I would probably never be able to open with it without that combination to it and I knew it because it will more than likely be hard to find.  I looked at the safe, it was an old type style design safe.  Maybe from the 20's or 30's era.  This safe had that cast iron look, minus the black, being silver in color.  It's lock was a catch 22 and the handle on it was like a wind up for a music box.                                                                                        

I knew I had to figure out how to get into this safe, thinking that there might be some great things in there and maybe a will that know one thinks exist.  I managed to get the safe in my car and as I return back into the house, I heard a loud scream.  I ran upstairs toward the noise which was coming from the room I had been in previously before I ended up downstairs in the dark closet pulling out the old antique safe.  

The scream was from one of the women, she was covered in small birds of various shades and colors.  It looked to be approximately twenty to thirty little birds all on her.  The other women were too afraid to help her and ran out the door.  

I was trying to figure out how to help the woman as I was approaching her, but I got entangled in some clothes that were piled next to her.  She was screaming at the top of her lungs because these little bird like creatures were crawling all over her and pecking at her furiously.  I than realize that  I should pick up a piece of clothing and try to dust the birds off her.  

To my surprise as I swung the article of clothing at her, the birds jump on it.  It seem rather odd because all twenty or thirty birds landed on the cloth all at the same time, not a bird was left on her.  The woman ran out the door as quick as I could blink.  I was left alone in the room with these little creatures.  As I glanced at my surroundings my eyes locked in on the bigger stone bird that produce those other birds and it was in a corner of the room.  I froze in my tracks, with the cloth in my hand full of little bird creatures and the stone bird looking at me.   That flight or fight syndrome took center stage in my mind and I decided to place the cloth on the floor not far from the stone bird and was walking backwards headed to the door.  

To my surprise the stone bird jumped on the cloth and the other little birds became one with it.  They all emerge together as one.  I found this to be amazing in my dream.  To mean it showed unity but what did all of this really mean?

The room that I was in was huge and colorful but plain.  The pile of items and the purse I took a liking too were still on the floor near a vase with flowers drooping for attention and maybe some water.  The huge double wooden doors were closed and I knew I had to vacate but first i grabbed my pile of things and ran out the room.  

I thought about the different things I had taken along with the safe in the car and figured I didn't need anything else.  I proceeded to leave the premise and go home.   The strange was the other women and men that were in the house beside myself were no where to be seen.  Hmmmmm that was rather odd.  I just figured maybe they were in another part of the house.  I didn't stop to check.

I arrived home and put the clothes and purse in my house and proceeded to get the safe out of the car.  How was I going to open it, what would I use, seeing that it was made of heavy duty material, you know that cast iron material.  

I still had my mind on that stone bird and those other little bird like creatures.  Why did they manifest themselves and attack that lady.  How could they come from that stone bird into existence?  I just didn't understand this very unusual dream.  I thought as I was looking at the safe in my dream what could possibly be in it.  What I needed to do was to figure out how to get in it.  I called up a friend and asked him that question of how to get in a cast iron, heavy duty, old antique safe.  He was silent on the other end and than he mention that it would be better if he stopped by to look at it and maybe he could help me from there.

That evening my friend whom I will call Mr. X because in my dream he had no name nor identity, just a friend rung the doorbell and I open the door for him.  Mr. X notice the funny shaped, most certainly heavy old safe in the middle of my living-room floor.  He walked up to and around it and was saying thing to himself, I guess in figuring out how to get in it.  I told him that the person whom own the safe past away and that she had no will.  I also mention the caution of opening the safe because I remember the other women saying that the woman that die was in to voodoo.  He laughed and said he didn't believe such nonsense.  I too would have agreed with it being nonsense but I was a witness to the stone bird's animation and the little bird like creatures that came from it.  Of course I didn't tell Mr. X about them.  

He told he had some tools in the car and he would be right back.  Mr. X pull out a bag of tools and began to work on the safe.  In the meantime I was feeling rather energize and wanted look at the clothes I had gotten from the lady's house.  The purse was calling my name per say.  I picked it up and looked inside and what do you think I saw?  Yes that stone bird in there all by it self.  I remembered that the purse was very deep but how was I able to see the bird so close.  The stone bird did not move, it was that very stone I saw in the showcase in the living-room of that lady's house.  

Mr. X finally got the safe open after four hours of work, and I was so excited to see what was in the safe.  When we open the door we got the biggest surprise of our life.  I was truly overwhelmed and so was Mr. X.

Coming soon.................part III of the story "The Night I "Dreamed!"

In life our dreams can reveal a lot about who we are as individuals on this earth plane and it can be a revelation of some sort for that living soul or for them to reveal something to others.  I could feel the importance of the bird as it kept appearing everywhere.  The other facets of the bird no longer are identified because they had unified with the stone bird back at the other house, so in essence this unity is expressing itself as a totality of the subject matter at hand in what this bird of unity was expressing in the dream. 

Dreams can be revealing or revolutionary in nature but also dreams can be whimsical to the point of ciphering out the needed information to maintain within or to generate the knowledge to pass on to any recipient it was created for.  

I get dreams you don't have to take seriously but on the other hand The night I dreamed, it was a reality that I can't shake and I must find out why.  That need to know motivated me to continue to remember the dream and to put together the pieces to the puzzle of an abstract dream for me and for others.  

I have this strong sense of urgency to project to others the very value of our actions and our thoughts.  That longing for something greater to guide our lives is within each and everyone of us.  We just need to listen to that voice and continue down the path that is in unison of a higher force.

YBe anything other than 1's self?  

The Night I "D

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