The Suffocation of our freedom

Suffocation:
a (1) :  to stop the respiration of (as by strangling or asphyxiation) (2) :  to deprive of oxygen

b :  to make uncomfortable by want of fresh air
2
:  to impede or stop the development of
 
 
This is what I am witnessing, the suffocation of free thought and free speech. We have become a society of pansies….unable to handle anyone’s point of view that conflicts with mainstream culture. If an individual vocalizes their thoughts they are ridiculed, attacked, harassed or fired.
 
I have argued with many that actually agree with this new wave of thought policing. They find it comforting that only “kind” words and “non-conflicting” thought can be shared. If you have an opinion and it might offend someone…just keep it to yourself.
Well you know what I say-grow a pair….Seriously!
I am so over this willy-nilly ….subdued society we are creating!
 
The progressive movement is enforcing what their forefathers hated-the ability to be liberated in thought and speech!
Oh but we are liberated…..no no no we are not!
If you think you might be fired for expressing your faith…you are not liberated.
If you think you might be attacked by an angry mob for professing your belief in a lifestyle choice, you are not liberated.
If you are paranoid to “describe” another individual because it might loose the wrath of fury, you are not liberated.
If you disagree with those in political authority and are immediately accused of being racist, you are not liberated.
 
I am witnessing the suffocation of our freedom right in front of my eyes! 
 
This incessant overanalyzing of every single word anyone articulates is insanity!!!
 
When children are encouraged to not try to “win” in field days/sporting events because it might offend someone…we have a problem.
When the debate of whether or not to say the National Anthem at sporting events is even taking place because it might hurt people’s feeling….we have a problem.
When you aren’t allowed to wear American patriotic clothing to a school in America on a Cinco De Mayo celebration…we have a problem.
When colleges are now putting in “trigger warnings” in text books-so that students don’t get upset or offended about controversial material….we have a problem.
 
If we sit back and allow this to continue we will have no voice at all.
If we stay silent we are condoning this suffocation of freedom.
If we simply shrug our shoulders and say ‘oh well’….we are guilty.
Guilty of the death of a nation that stands for freedom. The freedom to think, say, be, choose, voice what you-yes you feel and believe.
Disagreeing is not bad, it’s the assassination attempts that I am witnessing on those that utter something controversial.
 
George Orwell wrote the novel 1984, back in 1949….it is about an omnipresent government surveillance, and public manipulation that is dictated by a political system
under the control of a privileged (socialistic)  “Inner Party.”  This inner party/elite group persecutes all individualism and independent thinking as “thoughtcrimes”. The tyranny of the elite is justified  by saying it is for the “greater good”….sound familiar…??
 
We are creating a 1984 America… Enough!!!!
Speak up and Speak out-Be an individual with your OWN thoughts, OWN beliefs, OWN faith and DO NOT BACK DOWN. Stand up for yourself and your country!
 
Below is an excerpt that rings so true:
 
“There was of course no way of knowing whether you were being watched at any given moment. How often, or on what system, the Thought Police plugged in on any individual wire was guesswork. It was even conceivable that they watched everybody all the time. But at any rate they could plug in your wire whenever they wanted to. You had to live—did live, from habit that became instinct—in the assumption that every sound you made was overheard, and, except in darkness, every movement scrutinized.”
George Orwell’s “1984”
 
 
 
 

Happy Mother’s Day

 
Sleepless nights,
days spent literally playing/laying on the floor,
finding food randomly throughout the day in your hair, a shower or bath is a gift from God, getting the kids dressed for the day before 11am-major accomplishment, successful grocery store run without meltdowns –another accomplishment,  
your clothes a forever Kleenex, your boobs a vending machine, you arms –a forever comfort, your eyes exhausted from no sleep,
the laundry never ending, the to do’s without an end, the second  umm make that the 3rd glance at yourself in the mirror -uhhh…who the hell is that!???
The forever prego pooch, walking in the mall and mocking what other people are wearing and then realizing you have been in the same sweat outfit for the last 48hours,
getting excited there are no baths to be done tonight, because you gave them last night, hearing people who have no kids “complain”…yes…complain at all,
being able to talk on the phone without continuously apologizing for the noise -another major accomplishment, 8 hours of sleep-ha ha-in your dreams-seriously- in your dreams, you dream about sleeping!
Being ready and out the door in under an hour and a half -accomplishment, no poopy diapers during an errand run-accomplishment,  being able to time a nursing with errands-another kick ass accomplishment, lego’s, water-color, play dough, coloring with no end in sight, snacks-lot’s of snacks, silly putty, bouncing balls, coloring…did I say coloring, your soundtrack for the day- “momma, momma, momma.”
 
But I wouldn’t trade any of it… not even for a moment….
 
Being my kids constant…priceless!
 
To ALL the mom’s out there…whether you have littles like me…or your babies are grown-Happy Mother’s Day!

Random array of thoughts…

  

My little baby girl is 8months old today. I honestly don’t know where the time has gone-she is all baby-chunky thighs, big blue eyes and a bald head-kissable from head to toe!
After nursing her before laying her down to sleep last night, she reached for my face as she so often does, grabbing at my nose, clawing at my eyes in total curiosity all the while blowing bubbles with her new found lips and tongue.
I thought to myself….so much is ahead of this little girl…so much life to be lived.
She grabs my face with both hands and smiles as if she knows my thoughts.
If only she knew….
But no- I want her to be a baby, a toddler, a child as long as possible.
I want her to delight in every moment….without a care in the world.
So many thoughts, inside my head….
I know now why Jesus spoke of a desire for us to be childlike. To trust in him like my children undoubtedly trust in me.
My children don’t worry. They never question where their next meal is coming from, or where they’ll sleep that night. When my two year old falls or gets an ‘owie’ I am there. When my children are sick…I am there to ease the pains.

That’s what God desires from me. To just trust that he will be there, like a child.  Adulthood forces logic on the mind, and with that doubts. But God is beyond logic…He is not limited by logic…He surpasses it. He doesn’t want me to solve the issues, he wants me to trust that He will move on my behalf. He wants me to cast my cares, concerns, worries, doubts onto Him-not because I can’t handle it (though often I feel like I can’t) but because God CAN handle it.
I have found that life is full of opportunities to deepen our spiritual journey. Many choose to stay on the surface-but I want to know more.

I want truth beyond logic.

I was promised if I seek, I will find….

Seeking…

Why are you doing this?

Why are you doing this?
Great question….I can’t afford not to.
Life is short. I believe that if you feel passionate about something, you must pursue it.
We all hopefully have moments in our lives where we feel an internal urge and drive, some it’s our jobs, most it’s a hobby or a cause…
Outside of my family and faith little has sparked my attention in the past several years, until my dad ran for United States congress 2 years ago.

I was a brand new mother during most of the campaign…I was soooo exhausted,  and dealing with a complex array of emotions. 
But what I witnessed was tragedy. 
 
My hero, losing a battle. 
A battle that should have been won. 

It wasn’t just a ‘loss’, it was a loss against the machine, a loss against the fight for term limits, a fight against career politicians, a fight against the men and women that have caused our national debt to sky-rocket, a fight against the super pacs, the big money corporations that control the whole system, a fight against the ‘good ole boys, ‘ a fight against those that have sat quietly- while the liberal agenda has progressed, it was a David verses Goliath kinda fight-but the giant won…

After processing the loss…. I knew I had to do something…
So I started to write- that’s where Conservative Momma was birthed. 

Me, a stay at home mom could do something… I could speak up, I could use the tools given me-my voice, my freedom of speech and my laptop. 

Of course what I am doing is controversial and much of it is falling on deaf ears…but every great cause comes with great adversity. Having a background in acting has prepared me for   rejection…so no worries there 🙂 

If I can impact one person, encouraging them to use the voice that they have been given, to see that our country was founded by those wanting to free us from an  overreaching tyrannical government and to not stay silent, ….. then I have accomplished what I have set out to do.     

The fate of this country that I love with all my heart is at hand, I must do something, I have to.

Battles are won and lost…but I believe we can win the war…

I was taught by my father, if you get knocked down- you get back up…

I must be and I am ….ready for round two…. 

A Feminist

 
I saw this video about a week and a half ago and I haven’t had the chance to respond till now. (link below)
The video takes place at a ‘pro-woman’ conference, these women are freely talking to the reporter, until they find out she is from a Conservative outlet. After they learn that she is a conservative- the women go to total shut down mode.
How amusing I thought to myself when I watched this-these ‘free-thinkers’ don’t look so free when they can no longer speak freely…

You see, I am a woman, I am a feminist, and I am a Conservative.

The intention of the feminist movement was to demand for equality between men and women-and I stand by that principle and I will encourage my daughter to do the same.

There is no bra burning needed and I don’t need the federal government providing me birth-control, I can handle that on my own- thank you very much.

What amazes me is the proclamation for independence by these women but they insist on being shackled to a parental government.

I also believe in the freedom to Choose as a Conservative woman. That is that every life, no matter how small should be allowed the CHOICE of LIFE.
We make choices every day. Choices that have consequences. I believe that no life should be snuffed out because of someone else’s poor choice.

These women-these so called Feminist-brand themselves as free thinkers-to me- they appear to be tranquilized by group think.

I refuse to limit my mind by one ideology- i.e. my body my choice.   

To succumb to such an overly simplistic principle is limiting to every woman.

 
I am a woman that thinks beyond her emotional self.

Am I not to care about the economy?
Am I not to care about the increase in poverty?
Am I not to care about our failed education system?

Am I not to care about the total and complete governmental overreach we are seeing i.e.- NSA?
Am I not to care about our enormous national debt?
Am I not to care about being lied to by our president in regards to the Affordable Care Act?
Am I not to care about an IRS that has admitted to targeting Conservative Groups?
Am I not to care about the future America my kids are growing up in?

 
I will not and cannot be packaged into a box stamped “reproductive rights,”  I am more than that.

I am an American, I am free thinker, I am a patriot, I am a mother, I am a wife, I am liberated and I will not be silenced.