We traveled to Oceanside where the Salvatorian Sisters runs safe house for Trafficked women. Some have been labor slaves and some have been sex slaves. It is incredible and heart wrenching to hear these stories. I never knew how prevalent it is here in the USA. Men will often seduce these young women by telling them they will get them a good job so they can help there family. Then they lure them in and hold them hostage and tell them if they leave they will kill there family. It is really sad the mind games they play on these women. Some are from foreign countries and don't even know the language. Some are from normal homes in the US and they decide to runaway from home and get caught by the wrong guys. It is sick and awful. These women have lived nightmares. The sisters have safe place for them. They work a lot with the psychological damage and emotional damage. They teach english and try to reincorporate them back into society. They are doing wonderful work down there.
We traveled to St. Mary's College where Fr. Sal is the campus minister there. It is run by the Lasallian Brothers and it really reminds me of St. Mary's in Winona. You can tell Sal loves working with College students. We then had a free day in San Francisco where Patric and I headed to Alcatraz. Very cool. I need to see escape from Alcatraz now. We then headed up to Napa where we met with the Drake's who hosted us. We saw Fr. AL and Fr. Bob who are the Chaplans at the hospital there. Then we headed to Orangevale where the Divine Savior parish is. Huge parish and we had a panel discussion for the parishioners after the last mass. From there we headed back across the US with our first stop in Lake Tahoe. Beautiful area. I would love to go back there and go skiing. We also stopped in SLC where I stayed with Noah and we skied up a mountain than back down early in the morning. It was beautiful. Then from there to Cheyenne in which we stayed wight he Lackey's then to Omaha and back. It was a great trip to learn about he different Salvatorian ministries. There is some amazing work being done.
It has been a few weeks and back into routine. The saddest news was one of my friends from college who I played soccer with died. His name is Jake Endemman. He was a great guy and down to earth. He had a laugh that could light up the room. He was simple and easy to be around and gave every ounce of energy on the soccer field. A wonderful man who touched man lives. He had a wonderful turn out at his funeral in Illinois. Death can come at anytime and that is the reality. Enjoy each day that we have.
With the Salvatorian Sisters in Oceanside California
Ken the hunter who has shot every single kind of deer in North America at his house in Napa
Alcatraz
Monday, February 10, 2014
Saturday, January 25, 2014
1st half heritage trip and Nogales Mexico
The Novices went on a 3 week Heritage tour. We traveled from Milwaukee, to Colfax IA, Denver CO, Albuquerque NM, Tucson AZ, Nogales Mexico, Oceanside CA, Moraga CA, SF CA, NAPA, Orangevale CA, SLC UT, Cheyenne WY, Omaha NE, then home. Is was a trip to see the different Salvatorian Ministries in the US. It was a very good experience and a very eye opening experience. Every place we stayed was very hospitable. Everyone was incredibly friendly and generous. People like to help out. In Tucson we saw Jordan Ministries who put on retreats, talks, and seminars throughout pima county. They even to jail ministry visiting prisoners in Florence AZ. When then saw Southwest Medical Aid. They collect supplies that are going to be thrown away by hospitals and ships them to countries in need of them. Like Mexico, Honduras, El salvador and more. It is a well thought out organization where they only send it to credited places and they ask to see there medical equipment in use. It is a very well run organization who is doing it the right way. That is the problem with a lot of foreign countries when you send money or supplies you need to know who exactly is taking it and what is it exactly being used for. We also did the soup patrol one night in Tucson. We drove to the homeless and feed the soup and hot chocolate. I was shocked to see homeless children who were maybe 10 or 12 yrs old. It is sad. As soon as we pull up in the truck they all come out like zombies. I couldn't believe how many are homeless in there 20's. It is unbelievable. There was maybe a 100 people who should up at the downtown library. Some of them were crazy, some were drunk, some were really old. Something needs to change. How do you separate the crazy ones front the drunk ones, from the ones that just need a chance of hope and have given up on life, from the ones who are comfortable and want to be homeless. It is a sticky situation. I saw a variety of people in Tucson. Friends, family and more. I spoke at Most Holy Trinity church little about my life and how I got here. I had many good meals in Tucson. We then headed down to Nogales to the Jesuit project in Mexico. It really opened my eyes.
The living conditions is awful. The Mexican government
is so corrupt. The drug lords are in collaboration with the government. People
who cross the border have to pay the drug lords just to cross because they are
on there land. There were two guys that crossed without paying the drug lord
and they got whipped with chains. The drug lords higher teenagers to stand on
hills and watch for people who cross the border without paying the drug lords
for crossing or asking without there permission. They then tell the drug lords.
100% of the people who cross have to use a coyote to get across who works for
the drug lords. That is a guide they have to pay that might even beat them or
steal there money. They will hold some people for ransom. But they can't stay
in Mexico making $6 a day when milk costs $3 a gallon. It's crazy. Then we saw
the mile long line filled with semi trucks taking goods to America. The long
line of cheap inexpensive labor goods for us so we Americans can save money. It
is a messed up system. We got to see where the Jesuits take in the people and
feed them. All the people from the compenero had been caught and got deported.
They are homeless in Nogales because they are not from there. They have no
money and don't know anyone. There from southern Mexico, or Guatamala or even
further south. So thank God for the Jesuits who feed them everyday and tell
them there rights to be treated as human beings. They provide food, clothes,
and a phone call so they can let there loved ones know what has happened. They
area doing great work. It was a good experience . Especially to talk with the
people. Most of them are going to keep trying. They have family in the US and there
going to keep trying until they get to there family. They see it as there only
way to survive.
The US spent 18 billion last year trying
to protect our borders. What a waste of money. I was wondering what if we took
down the fence and opened up our borders to everyone? Majority the people are
good people. They want to work hard. But then you are also letting in all the
criminals as well. Would it lead to more crime? Over crowded. So they only
allow 50,000 Mexicans to become citizens a year. And about 3 million apply. Wow
slim chances. It's like winning the lottery. The system has to change. Why
can't we give everyone a work visa. Show that they have to be employed and want
to work. Oh no America would that mean our goods wouldn't be cheap anymore
because everyone would leave Mexico and work here to get better wages. But then
I think about my little brother who is half Mexican half American and is lazy.
His parents are lazy and feed off the system. Are the Mexican kids that are
born here have become lazy. Have we Americanized them. They don't want to go
into the fields and pick strawberries even though there parents do. The younger
generation is an entitlement generation . They just expect everything. Maybe I
am speaking too harshly. I have time to think about this on the road to Yuma.
The Mexican government is so corrupt it
makes our government look like saints. This isn't very Christian like but how
can we wipe out all the politicians and drug lords. Maybe Ron White the
comedian said it best, " The US should by Mexico. That is where all the
harder workers come from. They could fix up our country and there country. Then
if we want to well sell it back to Spain." I think he went a little far in
the quote but I do agree. Mexicans are number one growing population in America
and we should accept it.
One more thing. Private prisons. What
kind of crap is that? Prisons that make money off the government. It sounds
like they have a quote. For example if AZ has 40,000 people in there prisons
they get a cut from the government. If they have less they get a smaller cut.
So the more they have the more money they make. So of course they want to catch
people and leave them in jail. That is crazy. They say 85% of the illegals in
jail just want to make money. They are not drug dealers or violent. Good people
in jail for crossing the border. I know it is illegal but still there is much
worse crimes if you ask me. Did getting a speeding ticket going 86 in a 70mph
send me to jail. No but I could have killed someone at that speed. By the way
that never happened just giving an example. They say 6,000 have died in the
desert the last 4 years. Now that is a crime against humanity. Thank goodness
for the No more Deaths program that puts water stations in the desert for these
people to get water if they do make it. Yet there are some jerks out there that
will shoot them or stab them and drain the water out of them. That is pretty
low.
Myself, Octavio from Mexico, Patric from San Jose, and Marcel From Nigeria ready for our tripThis is me speaking at the 9am mass at Most Holy Trinity Parish in Tucson
This is the place where the Jesuits feed the deported homeless in Nogales Mexico
This is the line of semi truck goods from Mexico entering the USA. The line is over a mile long
There is a teenager who is paid by the drug cartels to stand on the hill and watch for people and for illegals crossing into the USA without paying or notifying the drug cartels.
We are filling tooth paste in small containers for the homeless that have been deported. Most have no place to go and no money. They have to figure out what to do. Whether try an attempt again or hitch hike back where ever they came from.
Marcel had a bad experience at the border. The border patrol detained him
and lock him in a room with no explanation. They told him to sit and wait .
Marcel got pissed. He felt like a caged animal. They held him for probably 15
minutes and then told him you are free to go with no explanation. Marcel kept
asking "why are you detaining me?" No explanation was given just
" you are free to go". I felt bad for Marcel. He got very upset over
it. It was not right. He had the correct documents. Was it racist? Was it
racial profiling? Was it because he is from Nigeria? I'm just sorry the toll it
took on Marcel. It was embarrassing for him. When we were driving back and we
stopped at the border patrol check point in Tubac I lied to them. He asked if
we are all citizens and I said yes because I didn't want to put Marcel through
any more and he just let us go as I expected. I was glad I was driving as
opposed to anyone else. Because I'm sure every one else would have been honest
with the border patrol and we would have had to give him all our
documentation.
Sorry for the long rant but social injustice really gets me going now days. It was a good experience in Tucson.
I think we all learned a lot. And we have a lot more to learn.
Saturday, January 4, 2014
WolfCreek and Tucson
With Jim Chan at Wolf Creek. Awesome skiing conditions. Snowed 7inches 2 days before I got there yet we were able to find powder every single day. We found the hidden gem area.
This is on top of the ridge looking off to the back side of the mountain. 5 days in Wolf Creek was well needed. plenty of hiking, skiing, and snowboarding. It was nice to hit the hot tub at the end of the day
Got to enjoy spending a few days before Christmas with my brother. Wearing Jerseys helps to find each other in the crowd. It was a blast. No injuries thank God.
This is at randy's house with Austin and Reed. They are growing up really fast and they both remembered uncle Michael. They never get tired of being picked up and tossed around. They will ALWAYS come back for more.
This is looking west at wolf Creek, Mike and Carolyn graciously host me every year for this ski trip. I love the mountains and I love the snow.
This is on top of the ridge looking off to the back side of the mountain. 5 days in Wolf Creek was well needed. plenty of hiking, skiing, and snowboarding. It was nice to hit the hot tub at the end of the day
Got to enjoy spending a few days before Christmas with my brother. Wearing Jerseys helps to find each other in the crowd. It was a blast. No injuries thank God.
This is at randy's house with Austin and Reed. They are growing up really fast and they both remembered uncle Michael. They never get tired of being picked up and tossed around. They will ALWAYS come back for more.
This is looking west at wolf Creek, Mike and Carolyn graciously host me every year for this ski trip. I love the mountains and I love the snow.
Saturday, December 14, 2013
Being Sick
I think I have the flu. I have been laying low the last 2 days. A week ago we had our Intercommunity Novitiate Party which was fun. It was a party with Sisters of Calabrini, Holy Cross Sisters, Sisters of Casmir, Mary Knoll Sisters, Augustinians, Sacred Heart Fathers, Mary Knoll Fathers and Brothers and Sisters of St. Joseph. We had a potluck with food and dance. It was neat seeing the different ethnicities doing there singing and dancing. I got up and danced with the Africans.
There is a reading from Ronald Rolhieser that is really sticking to me the past few weeks. "Faith isn't where your head is or where your heart is. Faith is where your ass is at". That seems to make sense to me. Some days I wake up and think where are you God. I don't feel your presences at all. Do you even exist. Then there are days where I wake up and know the presence of God in me and in my life. So do I have faith some days and not other days. I guess it is trusting in where my ass is at. That is where I am suppose to be right now. I am learning to sit and just deal with whatever comes my way. If it is something bad to try and hold it and embrace it.
I know my brother has called me Peter Pan because I am always on the fly and never seem to grow up. I think there is a lot of truth in that. I hope I am learning how to be grounded and just sit with things. But it is very tempting to go on to the next adventure and just keep going from adventure to adventure. But does doing that mean I have a superficial life. A life that is not real with any substance ? Peter Pan was the life of the party always having fun always making people feel good. Does he really connect to people in a deep meaningful way. Is there real connectivity? Is Peter Pan just avoiding pain that he doesn't want to deal with? I don't know maybe I am thinking to much.
I am really looking forward to my short Christmas break and to get out of my head for a bit. Merry Christmas everyone.
The novices attended a videotaping mass here in Milwaukee that will be shown February 2nd at 9am on the Ion channel and I believe 5:30am on February 2nd on Fox. Supposedly. And it is nation wide. I am sitting in the front row so I am sure I will be visible with my mouse nest of a beard.
Doing an african drum march around the room, Martha -uguanda, Marcel- Nigeria, Susan - Tanzania
These are the Holy Cross Sisters who are from India and Bangladesh
We hosted Thanksgiving we had 3 Colombian, 1 Venezuelen, 2 Uganda priests over to celebrate
There is a reading from Ronald Rolhieser that is really sticking to me the past few weeks. "Faith isn't where your head is or where your heart is. Faith is where your ass is at". That seems to make sense to me. Some days I wake up and think where are you God. I don't feel your presences at all. Do you even exist. Then there are days where I wake up and know the presence of God in me and in my life. So do I have faith some days and not other days. I guess it is trusting in where my ass is at. That is where I am suppose to be right now. I am learning to sit and just deal with whatever comes my way. If it is something bad to try and hold it and embrace it.
I know my brother has called me Peter Pan because I am always on the fly and never seem to grow up. I think there is a lot of truth in that. I hope I am learning how to be grounded and just sit with things. But it is very tempting to go on to the next adventure and just keep going from adventure to adventure. But does doing that mean I have a superficial life. A life that is not real with any substance ? Peter Pan was the life of the party always having fun always making people feel good. Does he really connect to people in a deep meaningful way. Is there real connectivity? Is Peter Pan just avoiding pain that he doesn't want to deal with? I don't know maybe I am thinking to much.
I am really looking forward to my short Christmas break and to get out of my head for a bit. Merry Christmas everyone.
The novices attended a videotaping mass here in Milwaukee that will be shown February 2nd at 9am on the Ion channel and I believe 5:30am on February 2nd on Fox. Supposedly. And it is nation wide. I am sitting in the front row so I am sure I will be visible with my mouse nest of a beard.
Doing an african drum march around the room, Martha -uguanda, Marcel- Nigeria, Susan - Tanzania
These are the Holy Cross Sisters who are from India and Bangladesh
We hosted Thanksgiving we had 3 Colombian, 1 Venezuelen, 2 Uganda priests over to celebrate
This is Father Reed our Novice Master.
This is Susan from Tanzania. She helps me brush up on my Kiswahili
I forgot to take pictures but my roommate from college Tierney visited me. We went to the Buck vs Nets game and went to the Pabst brewery
Wednesday, December 4, 2013
Poverty
Milwaukee supposedly gets 190 days without sun. That is depressing just to think about
I volunteered at the Folk fair, This is a voyager. half French half Native American. I cleaned dishes at the Native American fry bread stand where they sold Indian Tacos
Jo Jo at the bucks game excited as ever. His first professional basketball game.
I just watched 60 minutes and Diane went to Camden New
Jersey where it is one of the most poverish cities yet New Jersey is the
richest state in the USA. It seemed like all that was there were drugs,
abandoned buildings and schools. No shops. Most of the drugs are being bought
by kids from the suburbs. The murder rate is 7 times higher than the national
average. 1/3 of the teens in the city have been caught with some sort of drug
activity. The parents that are there mostly single have little education and
there are no jobs in the city because most of the industries have pulled out
due to violence. It is sad for the kids there. They have hope and lots of them
said, "For Christmas I want a home, I want a room. "There only escape
is going to school. My initial reaction
was New Jersey should bull doze the whole city. But then where are all these
people going to go. I’m sure the other cities don’t want these people. A kindergartener
was asked what are the three meals a day. Breakfast, lunch, and dinner. He
didn’t know that because he only eats when his mom finds food. Mom can’t read,
single, two kids, no house, or an apartment, can’t get a job, has no skills.
What do we do? How do we change the system? There has to be answers.
In Milwaukee the average homeless person has 7th
grade education.
Poverty has been on my mind a lot lately.
Grocery stores have to throw out most of their food to cover
themselves legally. If they gave someone food or let them dumpster dive and
they get sick they could sue. We have to change the system. We waste so much
food here. I remember dumpster diving next to the Hostess story right by my High
school because they were throwing out all the expired cupcakes and Twinkies and
we thought what a waste we can’t let this happen. It takes years for a Twinkie
to really expire.
Then I think about Tyson chicken in Pennsylvania how most of
there workers were illegal immigrants working in barns packed with Chickens
walking around in chicken shit and there job was to catch a 1,000 chickens a
day and get them into a truck. They got paid by how much they did. Many got
sick and now have wrist, back, arm, and leg problems. That is poverty to me.
People have to work like that and get basically nothing.
I'm reading a book called Fire in the Ashes. This single mom
with two kids who lives in the Bronx surrounded by the crack dealers and gangs
gets an opportunity to move to Montana where a community has raised money to
get them there and get them a place to stay until she can afford to find her
own apartment. Everything was going well, Kids doing well in school except the
son struggled in school, Mom got a job and is working hard and gets a bank
account. It sounds like a success story. Then as the years go by the boy gets
into drugs and stealing then kills himself in his mothers place. The mother
goes into depression and becomes and alcoholic loses her job and goes back to
living on well fair. The daughter was a success and broke through. Have a great
job, husband and four kids making it in Atlanta. It sucks sometimes you try so
hard to make a difference and you are expecting great results and then it can
all turn. You do what you can but you have to let go of the results. That for
me is really hard to swallow.
I guess it boils down to what am I going to do about it. Poverty is someone in need or deprived of necessity for life. This can be interpreted in many different ways. I know I can be present to people and try to have an awareness of the charitable things I can do and try to figure out how to have a voice in the change of the system. I guess one day at a time, one act at a time and one person at a time. I think that is what I can do right now until I figure out how to live for the life of others.
Vikings vs Packers and an unhappy Packer fan at the time in the background.I volunteered at the Folk fair, This is a voyager. half French half Native American. I cleaned dishes at the Native American fry bread stand where they sold Indian Tacos
Jo Jo at the bucks game excited as ever. His first professional basketball game.
On a positive note I went to a buck’s game with Dave Holton
and his son JoJo who is 7 years old. He had the time of his life. Free cape because
it was cape night. He got a t-shirt that they threw out and it fell under the
bleachers but he was able to crawl down and get it. He also got a basketball
because the same thing happened. I bought him popcorn and Mountain Dew. I think
he had the greatest day ever and that was a real joy for me.
I guess with everything in life you witness the hardships
and the joys.
Saturday, November 16, 2013
Type 7 Enneagram
I’m a seven on the enneargram. It is like the myers Briggs
and is a personality test. Very useful tool to learn about yourself and about
others. I highly recommend to check it out if you haven’t. I had a great visit
to Minnesota for my cousin Carlene’s wedding. It was great seeing all the
family. It went by too quickly. I wish I could have spent more time catching up
with extended family. It was a
wonderfully spent weekend. I went out and celebrated Halloween which was fun.
Indoor soccer just started. I’m in an over 30 league so I am the young buck on
the team. I scored three goals in the first game however I sprained my ankle
and still recovering from that. A few days before that I got a rock climbing
membership at a climbing gym in a suburb. It felt great to get back climbing. I
went climbing today. I have no stamina like I use to when I was climbing about
a decade ago. I also have little strength compared to back then. It is going to
take me a while to get the endurance and power back. So that is an exciting
challenge for me.
This last week was a really hard week. Sometimes I feel I
am the only person who is about helping the community and not about the self.
People will always think differently and some peoples view of community is totally
different from mine. Infact it is almost as if
its “let me do my own thing mentality and you do your thing.” One would also think that striving for
religious life would mean that everyone in the community would strive to make
themselves better holy people. Wanting to go the extra yard to make a
difference in the world. Instead is filled with rumors, gossip, and filling up lives with unnecessary drama. Today I feel God must be shaking his heads
thinking what are these people doing? They don’t get it!
During the weekend I went to New Glarus Brewery. Probably
the best Brewery tour I have ever been on. I think Spotted Cow is the best beer
in Wisconsin followed by Moon man. You can only get there beers in Wisconsin. I
was also able to go Mountain Biking one last time because it warmed up a bit. I’m
sure the cold front will be coming back soon.
Here is a quick over view of a Type 7 on the enneagram which
is my type.
Type Seven in Brief
Sevens are extroverted, optimistic, versatile, and spontaneous.
Playful, high-spirited, and practical, they can also misapply their many
talents, becoming over- extended, scattered, and undisciplined. They constantly
seek new and exciting experiences, but can become distracted and exhausted by
staying on the go. They typically have problems with impatience and
impulsiveness. At their Best: they focus their talents on worthwhile
goals, becoming appreciative, joyous, and satisfied.
Basic Fear: Of being deprived and
in pain
Basic Desire: To be satisfied and
content—to have their needs
fulfilled
Enneagram Seven with a Six-Wing: "The Entertainer"
Enneagram Seven with an Eight-Wing: "The
Realist"
Key Motivations: Want to maintain their freedom and happiness, to
avoid missing out on worthwhile experiences, to keep themselves excited and
occupied, to avoid and discharge pain.
We had our first snow fall of the year. Luckily it has already meltedThis is in the town of New Glarus which is known as Little Switzerland. Stopped and had a aVenison brat and swiss cheese fondue.
Testing the beer to make sure it tastes right at New Glarus. I like the tour because you have the ability to interact with the employees. Infact I spent about 15 minutes wight the microbiologist who was testing the beer for different mold or bacteria in the beer.
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