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Sunday Gratitude – 2.VIII.2026

Boy, has it been busy the last couple of weeks! More appointments than I could shake a stick at, and a couple of weekend events as well. I’m very grateful that things pretty much went off without a hitch, and appointments were met, things a t home have been pretty quiet, and events were enjoyable.

One of the events that I went to last Sunday was German Fest in Milwaukee. I had toyed with the idea of biking the 16 or so miles up to church, and then continuing on the eight from church to the fest, but I’m happy that I didn’t do that. Instead, I put my bike in the car and drove up to church, changed quickly afterwards in the bathroom, then biked the 8 up to German Fest. I had never biked along the Lakefront Path before, and it was really beautiful, albeit busy with people, making it impossible to go very fast. For me, one of the draws is that I get to see people I know, and so that was really fun. (I just wish my German dress still fit me.)
I biked the 8 miles back to the car, and at the end I was tired, and I was grateful I didn’t have 16 more to go, but I didn’t feel terrible either. Last year, I parked in a place where it was a four mile ride from my car to the fest, and on the way back, I felt like I was dying. However, I probably hadn’t even been on a bike in at least 2-3 years before then. And now, well, between the Thursday afternoon before German Fest and the following Friday afternoon, I biked over fifty miles, and it was challenging, but fun. 🙂 I’m grateful for the opportunity to be working on my health.
Silly thing, but my older son was looking for 32 gigabyte SD cards for something. I figured that that was easy enough; as long as I can remember, those things aren’t wildly expensive. Imagine my shock when I walked into Best Buy to get one, and they all seemed to be over $45. Insane. I told him to hold off on buying one, and though I often have miscellaneous extra memory cards and such around, there was nothing that would help him in this instance. Mind you, though, that I haven’t purchased any of these in at least 3 years. The next day, he and his sister went to the gym, and I decided to check out WalMart. Wouldn’t you know, but the price was almost as bad. However, there were two associates who came up right by me, one of them holding a plastic case. Wouldn’t you know, but there were two 32GB SD cards in it. They seemed to be confused about where they wanted to put the item, as it had originally come from the outdoor section, as these two were marketed for trail cams. Nobody is looking for SD cards in the outdoor section! I’m sure this is why this was marked down to $8.50. I proceeded to ask if I could buy it, and they were happy to oblige me, as that also meant that they didn’t have to find a place to put them in the case. I am very grateful I didn’t have to shell out three times as much for the same item.
After German Fest, I went over to my church’s church picnic. That was fun, too. The location is great, and it’s nice to hang out with good people. Summer days are beautiful like that.
Speaking of summer days, we finally got some rain. I don’t think it rained at all in July until the 27th and it was kind of sad seeing everybody’s lawns turning brown. I had mowed right around the last week of June, and I had meant to a couple of weeks after that, and I actually started to, but after about 10 minutes of mowing, I twisted my ankle and it hurt too much to keep going. By the next day already, I didn’t know if it was safe to mow, but it was interesting to see how those strips that I did mow turned very, very brown, and I’m grateful I didn’t cut the whole lawn and have it looking like that.
On the weather front, we had strong storms that came through on the 27th. Friends of mine in Milwaukee had power knocked out, but here, thankfully, we kept power, there was no hail, etc. Unfortunately, this was not the case in all of Wisconsin, and the town of Menasha, in particular, got hit badly. My kids and I signed up for an event months ago that takes place in this area; once I heard that there was a tornado, I checked back to see if the event had been cancelled. It didn’t seem to be, so we drove up to the area and just happened to end up on the street here that this man is driving on in the first 3 minutes of the video here.
How did I end up in Menasha? Well, our first destination was in a small town called Combined Locks. The driving on the interstate had been miserable due to rain, and at a certain point, I couldn’t take it any more, and looked for the first exit off, knowing I could come up the western side of Lake Winnebago to get to where I wanted to go. It just happens that Menasha is pretty much on the western side of the tip of Lake Winnebago, so by getting off the interstate, it pretty much meant going through Menasha. It was weird, too, because at first, I just noticed that there were a lot of tree branches and stuff on the sides of the road, and it kind of dawned on me that that must have been a result of the storm. I did not know that within about 15 minutes, we’d be driving through a disaster zone like this. The crazy thing is, though, that once I got through Menasha, my destination was about six miles down the road, and over there, things looked completely normal. For as bad as the tornado was though, it’s amazing that not a single person was killed – certainly something to be grateful for.
The event that the little kids and I went to was a bike ride/music festival called “Bike to the Beat“. The event took place on Saturday, but the four of us made a little mini-vacation out of it, and it was an awful lot of fun. The drive up was absolutely horrendous, lasting 4 hours when 2.5 is more normal. It rained the whole time and there were accidents and road construction in the Milwaukee area. I was so incredibly grateful both to get off the interstate and to actually arrive at the hotel.

BIke to the Beat was amazing, even apart from a couple of wrinkles in the day, and I am grateful that there were no mechanical issues with the bikes, we had all the tools, I didn’t forget any pedals or anything, etc. More than that though, the kids enjoyed the hotel a lot and we took a little detour through Manitowoc on the way back, and it was really a good trip. I’m the type of person who is always trying to anticipate what might go wrong in order to avoid any pitfalls, and when things go off with no major issues, I am grateful.
I’m grateful, too, that after far too long, I got to video chat with a dear friend. I’m grateful, too that through everything, the friendship holds.
Wow, it’s been a full couple of weeks! Thank you all for your patience with me! I am certainly grateful for all of you!

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Wordless Wednesday #42 – Krakow on Film







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Sunday Gratitude – 13.VIII.2023

I took an overnight trip to visit a cousin with the three “little” kids, and despite things not working out perfectly, it was a nice break and we had fun. I am very grateful for that, as well as the fact that we made it there and back without any issues.
I’m grateful for the rain, and for the somewhat cooler weather, even if it is making me sneeze!
I’m grateful for the friendly people working at the local gas station, who all recognize me these days.
I’m grateful for every time my toddler starts singing “Happy Happy Happy” (I think it comes from this video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=06Kg6XeMhQU). I’m thankful every time I see how my 9-year-old can still enjoy “little kid” things, especially with his sister, but how he’s also growing up.)
I’m thankful for finding random cool stuff around, and that the kids found it cool too.
I’m thankful that I have a cousin who doesn’t mind that I don’t usually call, that she understands that I’m juggling a lot of things and don’t often think to pick up the phone, but that I’m happy to hear from her when she does call.
I’m thankful to have found a few lost things. (Now to continue on that trend!)
I am grateful that church went reasonably well today.
Life isn’t easy; without gratitude, it’s even a tougher ordeal.

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Saturday on Substack – 12.VIII.2013

Once again, the odds and ends of the week over on Substack – please join me over there!
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Windswept House: Impressions

A global elite who want to control world happenings on the macro and micro scale
International political intrigue
Papal resignation
The dawning of an age of demons
Largescale loss of faith
Population control
A Church riddled with bad actors, including the “lavender mafia”
“Digitalization” of the human mind
Trafficking in fetal tissue and parts, including for non-medical applications
Satanic ritual
“Traditionalists” vs the “reformers”
The Secrets of Fatima
From the wide array of current topics that Windswept House touches upon, it hardly seems possible that it was published in 1996. At that point, sure, people knew that there was trouble in the Roman Catholic Church with homosexual and pedophile priests, and though money was already being paid out to the victims, it wouldn’t be until 2002 or so that it would start to come out as to how wide or deep the problem actually had become. Yet here Malachi Martin writes a book which claims that not only is the problem incredibly widespread, but that the perpetrators are also connected with Satanic worship, but that they’ve organized themselves to destroy the Roman Catholic Church from within. Now, they don’t want to destroy the entire institution – the conspirators salivate over how much “power” the Pope has, and want to grab it for their own use – but they want to corrode the faith to the point where it ceases to be a power for good.
I first heard of Malachi Martin from listening to Coast to Coast AM some evening, probably while cleaning. Normally, the Coast to Coast AM stuff would go in one ear and out the other; lots of very strange stuff, but some of it interesting. However, I was absolutely transfixed by Malachi Martin, and after finding out that he had written a couple of books, I was interested to actually read one of them. It’s just taken me awhile to actually do so, being as it’s been ten years or so since I first had that thought. On the other hand, for someone on a radio interview to be that impressive that I didn’t forget over a decade that I wanted to read one of his books – that’s impressive too!
In any case, Windswept House starts off with a Satanic ritual which takes place in 1963 in South Carolina, and is “connected” through ritual to the Vatican. The story has a brief interlude to 1978, and from there, the story picks up in approximately 1994. Pope John Paul II is pope, though he’s never referred to as “Pope John Paul II”, but rather the “Slavic pope”, as this is a work of fiction, and there are a cadre of very powerful cardinals who are plotting against him as they see the Roman Catholic Church’s place in the world as a vehicle to foster globalism, and they have connections to people in very high positions of power in the secular world, not only in government, but non-governmental organizations (NGOs), and other associations as well.
These conspirators do not believe in the absolute Truth of Jesus Christ, and many are Masons, though membership is forbidden in the Roman Catholic Church, many are Satanists, and many simply desire power. They despise the “traditionalists” who believe in God; they see them as obstacles to actually getting anything “useful” done. In the book, as much as the “Slavic Pope” is not overwhelmingly liked by the “traditionalists” for allowing a lot of bad behavior to continue, these “progressives” hate him because he does believe in God and seeks to do His will.
Through a bit of happenstance, a young American priest, probably approaching 40, comes to the attention of the head conspirator, Cardinal Mastroianni. This priest’s name is Christian Gladstone. Mastroianni is fairly lukewarm about Gladstone and probably would not have given the man another thought except that he finds out that Gladstone is from a very rich and powerful family out of Galveston, Texas, and that his brother Paul is climbing the ladder into elite circles within international finance and such. Mastroianni sees this as an opportunity to covertly further his plans.
What he doesn’t expect is that despite Fr. Christian’s background, he’s as “traditionalist” as they come. As Fr. Christian gets pulled further into the affairs of the Vatican through Mastroianni, he remains close with the small contingent of traditionalists within the Vatican, eventually becoming part of a small group whom the Slavic Pope trusts to discuss certain issues with. For all practical purposes, this is how Fr. Christian’s life as a Vatican “double agent” begins.
The book is something like 630 pages long and incredibly dense. It covers approximately two years of time and introduces over 70 characters. It’s well written and very much a political thriller, but without some background with how things work in the Roman Catholic Church, I can see how it could get frustrating.
Besides Martin’s background as a priest in the Vatican, the man has an incredible awareness of different places, both in Europe and the United States, and it’s amazing to see an Irishman understand distances and history of the United States as well as he does. That being said, he puts the Gladstone’s family in Galveston in the 1870s, where they build a mansion – the famous Windswept House – but he doesn’t mention how the house fared in the 1900 hurricane there, where pretty much the entire city was devastated. He goes into detail about the stained glass in the chapel the Gladstones have at the top of the building, but didn’t even mention that it must have been a miracle (or something) that the glass survived. It’s not a huge point, and I don’t know why it irked me as much as it did, but it’s kind of like saying that the house your main character lives in was built in 1868 in Chicago – never mind that most of the city burned down in 1871 and the buildings that survived are well documented. (Yes, I know that there was some part of the city that didn’t burn, but the idea still stands.)

AI rendered In any case, for all the US places that get mentioned in Windswept House, Chicago is not mentioned once. That is because in the book, Chicago becomes “Centurycity”. Now, the Cardinal in Chicago is probably one of the worst offenders when it comes to trying to use the Church for his own machinations. In the book, the Cardinal of Centurycity is Cardinal Leonardine, but is usually just referred to as “the Cardinal of Centurycity”.
Now, this is one of the areas in the book that really gets, shall we say, kind of weird when placed on top of my experience of living in Chicago during that time. Joseph Cardinal Bernardin was Chicago’s cardinal at this point in history. He was well loved by the media, and somewhere around 1994 or so, he was personally accused of having sexually abused a teenaged boy many years prior. Eventually, the man recanted, and in the next few months, Bernadin would be diagnosed with terminal pancreatic cancer, and I remember Bernardin making some comment about how the two of them were both living under the shadow of death. Bernardin was the first Roman Catholic figure that I had ever paid any attention to, and I was generally impressed by him. He died as I moved away from Chicago the first time, and seeing in a Time or a Newsweek that he had died made me sad and a little homesick.
Bernardin had written a book about dying (The Gift of Peace: Personal Reflections) that he had just finished days before his own death, I borrowed it from the library in 2004 (military library inter-library loan, yay!) and I was so impressed that I once bought the book for friends of mine.
Then, in 2006, I started working for a Catholic organization in Chicago. The office was small, and the people there were all faithful “traditional” Catholics. When I started speaking positively about Bernardin, I got weird looks and such, and then I heard from these people that in their opinion, Bernardin was a terrible cardinal, that he really couldn’t stand the “traditionalists” and put into place a lot of things that actually went against what the Roman Catholic Church teaches. It was certainly interesting to hear this. However, it got deeper than that, they brought up a couple of cases of Chicago priests who had ended up dead under unseemly circumstances, and seemed to think that Bernardin was somehow involved, not that he did anything himself per se, but that he was helping cover things up. It was working for this organization that I was first introduced to the idea that the man who had accused Bernardin all those years ago may have been pressured to recant and that Bernardin himself may not have actually died of pancreatic cancer. I just don’t know.
Martin himself claimed that the book was “faction” – a real story that was fictionalized a little with changed names to serve the purpose of getting the story out. Cardinal Bernardin, for example, couldn’t complain of being characterized as such in the book without drawing attention to the fact that he was characterized as such in the book. However, he did receive criticism in the case of a Chicago murder that he “fictionalized” that if he did have information as to who was involved, he should have shared that with the Chicago police.
It’s interesting, though – in one of the scenes of the book, one of Martin’s “good guys” yells at the Cardinal of Centurycity that the amount of time that he has to repent has grown short. Mind you, some of Cardinal Bernardin’s health problems had already been taking a toll – as much is mentioned in the book – but Bernardin himself died quite soon after the book came out. The second time Martin appeared with Art Bell on “Coast to Coast AM”, in part to promote Windswept House, Bell informs Martin of the passing of Bernardin. Martin does not say a word in disparagement of Bernardin but does throw in that he thinks Bernardin would have liked to have become pope.
Sure, a lot of what Martin writes in the book could have been dismissed as conspiracy theory, and some reviewers even thought the book was anti-Catholic. However, reading the book nearly thirty years later, it’s a little chilling how right Martin was about a lot of things. Martin died in 1999, so he couldn’t have known about the abuse scandal in the Catholic Church would blow up in 2002. He couldn’t have known that, 25 years later, we’d all be walking around with portable computers in our pockets, but he was already calling out the “digitalization of the mind” that would make it harder for people to be able to perceive the mystical. He was talking about the internet becoming people’s go-to for instruction, organizations (the Church, in particular) being run by data and metrics, rather than reaching out to souls with the Truth. He even writes a couple of things about the grizzly business of abortion, fetal “specimens” and the like… I have no doubt that some people knew these things in the 1990s, but back then, one really had to have a lot more “deep” knowledge to know what was going on, and it is interesting how Martin seems to have that and link it to wider happenings, both seen and unseen. Some today might even say that the book is full of “Qanon” conspiracies, but as Martin died some 20 years prior, this is a ridiculous claim.
However, I think that one of the things that shows that Martin did have foresight into what was coming was that one of the main plots of the book was the conspiracy to get the “Slavic Pope” to resign. At the time this was written, the thought of a papal resignation was fairly unthinkable. We see, too, that Pope John Paul II ended up remaining Pope until his death. However, Benedict XVI, another “traditionalist”, became Pope in 2005, and resigned eight years later. (Benedict is depicted in the book as Cardinal Reinvernunft – that is, Cardinal “Pure-reason”). There were certainly rumors back then about it not just being his age and health; that he felt like he had very little control over malevolent forces within the Vatican and resignation was the only choice he had not to be a part of it. This book would certainly support that view, and as there hadn’t been a papal resignation in more than 500 years, it was a shock to many.
The other thing that is uncanny, and I say this not being Catholic, is reading the letters of Archbishop Carlo Maria Vigano, who is former Apostolic Nuncio to the United States and was also very much a Vatican “insider”. He’s become the voice of the “traditionalists” over the past couple of years, especially, and what he’s been speaking and writing about tracks a lot with what Fr. Malachi Martin writes here. (LifeSiteNews follows news involving Archbishop Vigano – their news archive of him can be found here: https://www.lifesitenews.com/tags/tag/archbishop-carlo-maria-vigano/)
I enjoyed this book quite a bit; as much as there’s a lot of bad stuff going on, and as much as the end of the book is somewhat a cliffhanger, it’s also neat to have a book that features good clergy who come across as real people. The character of Fr Christian, for example, wouldn’t be written from a secular perspective, because he’s a man who grew up in the lap of luxury, whose education was excellent, and who decided in purity of heart, so to speak, to become a priest. In that role, he had to fight not to be corrupted or overly discouraged by evil and corruption around that. Moreover, he puts his considerable talent into fighting for the good rather than settling for a comfortable life. I appreciated the “wide context” of the book. I was shocked at how prescient the novel still is, and how it manages not to fall into defeatism. I liked how Martin does incorporate “things unseen” into the tapestry of the book; it’s a really rare quality, and speaks to the Christian mindset.
Unfortunately, Windswept House is out of print. I borrowed a copy from the library, and later found it on archive.org, which can be accessed here: https://archive.org/details/MalachiMartinsWindsweptHouse

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Wordless Wednesday #41 – Capitol state of mind








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Sunday Gratitude – 6.VIII.2023 – August is Here

August comes with the realization that summer is fast fading, and that any of the summer things we want to do need to be done as soon as possible. I don’t like that pressure, but it’s part of the deal. This is one area where homeschooling was wonderful – September is a wonderful time to travel! *L*
I am grateful that the appointment that had to be suffered through went as well as possible. I won’t know the result for awhile, and it scares me, but it’s all in God’s hands at some point.

I am grateful the property taxes have been paid. I’m thankful to feel like I’m at least halfway on top of bills and stuff – now if only I could stop losing/misplacing things!
I am grateful for a priest to go to for confession. I am grateful for old friends. I’m grateful for coffee hour. I am grateful for the internet acquaintances/friends I’ve made over the last year or so.
And I am thankful for a reason to wake up in the morning. Mind you, I’m not always grateful to be getting up – I’d much rather sleep in for a couple weeks – but I’ve never had the thought that maybe I shouldn’t even really bother.
Once the laundry is done, I think I’m going to get some sleep. I’m exhausted!
I am thankful for each one of you, for reading, for those who share their writing as well, and for those of you who support this blog in whatever capacity, even if it’s with a random “hello!”

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Saturday on Substack – 5.VIII.2023

Oof. Four Roman numerals for August. I think it’s the longest of the twelve. You know, I’ve never gotten a check returned for writing my dates like this, though the DMV made me change it once. Craziness.
Click on over for my weekly Substack feature – Forgive me for the lack of writing this week; I went from sliding off schedule at the beginning of the week to not finishing a book review. Hopefully, I can mend my ways next week! In the meantime, please enjoy!
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Lilla Rose August 2023 Update

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Wordless Wednesday #40 – Orthodox stained glass windows









South window, outside, 2022

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Sunday Gratitude – 30.VII.2023 – Mondays

I was hoping I was done with the Monday editions of Sunday gratitude, but things don’t always work out that way. I helped friends move on Saturday, and nearly fell asleep on the keyboard writing Saturday night (luckily, I pushed the computer away first). I finished Saturday’s post later on Sunday, and figured I’d write again later on. Well, I had to find a couple of things, and I found a couple of things (unfortunately, not what I was looking for) and ended up working on another couple of things that had to get done yesterday. By the time I looked up again, the clock said 11:47pm. Oh well.
It was a hard week. Besides my cousin’s death, there was something else that happened earlier in the week as well, and… we’ll see what happens. That’s all we can do sometimes.
So, as for gratitude. I’m thankful that I ended up helping my friends move. Had that not happened, I probably would have stayed at home most of the day and while there is plenty that needs to be done here, the physical work and the human interaction were both really necessary. Besides, even after the main “work” part was done, it was obvious that just being there for awhile was helping bring down stress levels and everything. The family has been through a lot the last couple of years, and I hope that this place ends up working out for them until they’re a little bit more “back on their feet”.

The kids and their dad and I went up to Green Bay for a visit to the Bay Beach amusement park this past Monday. It was nice, though exhausting. This summer has flown by with not a lot in the way of “special stuff”, so the change of pace was good. The weather was pretty good, it was cloudy enough that the sun wasn’t just beating down on us most of the time and it wasn’t extremely hot. I’m thankful that this worked out.
I’m grateful that the air conditioning in the house worked on the muggy days. There are still issues, but I suspect that the coils are freezing under some circumstances, but in the hot weather, they seem to be fine.
I am grateful that I found out about Isaiah’s death in a timely manner, rather than figuring this out months or years down the road. As much as his suicide is going to affect his sons, I’m glad that Isaiah had kids. I wouldn’t doubt that they would give Isaiah’s dad reason to keep going, considering that he’s lost his dad, his wife, and his son in a space just over five years.
I am thankful for each one of you, for reading, for those who share their writing as well, and for those of you who support this blog in whatever capacity, even if it’s with a random “hello!”

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