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I wonder at the bravery of people in North Carolina who are standing down and not leaving in their voluntary evacuation. 1.5 million people? How the hell? What the hell?

Are we planning on building ocean deep brakers to cut incoming water surges? Imagine the number of lives saved. Property saved.

They’re saying power will be lost for “weeks” and the Mayor of the small town being hit the hardest has an attitude of “get out now and don’t blame me if you…”  I’ve friends on both poles who say, “yeah, right, go dude!” and then Quakerlike peeps who cringe at the assumption of bad will.

Hurricane Florence.

I had originally set out to write a brilliantly woven story or blog about the storm, set in particular people’s lives and how it manifests into multivarious outcomes and climaxes and sad points, if any at all, but here I sit with a fever from the Flu.

And yet, even so, I wonder now about my mortality. Am I dying? At this age. My age.

I have had a good life but a short one. A mere half century and some change. I have yet to walk Machu Picchu and the Great Wall (my mother’s unmet goal), and I’d like to see either the South or North Pole. Leningrad, Moscow, Poland. Train in during winter. See it like Jack Reed and Louise Bryant did before Lenin in ’17.

I want to revisit Bourdeaux where my parents and Florence (my sister) was born in 1960. Visit Alcocer with the thick white walls and cold interior lit by only the wood burning firepits they cook on there. See Toledo and have picnics in the foothills with the cactus and the pine trees and it smells like cedar. Wake up only with light beside Beloved and walk fifty feet for hot crispy oily sweet churro’s to dip and eat with cafe con leche.

I have yet to scale up the webbed care network and health home that is replicable.

I’m too young to die yet. My woman to love. My woman to love me.

Were my sister Florence actually sitting here with me she would be languid and assured, smiling as she cradles a cup of coffee and I would be touched.

 

 

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White Privilege Systemic Eradication of the Other

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I missed my trauma therapy appointment for the 3rd week in a row today and it’s showing through the cracks of my face, my hands, my mouth, my eyes, my voice… is cracking.

My primary diagnosis nowadays is Post Traumatic Stress Disorder and so I wondered that my experienced childhood trauma has been exceeded by the adult trauma experienced living in the US as an out Gender Queer, polarized and profiled resistant, non risk averse woman of color raised on Queer Nation, ACT UP and fuck you bitch, stand beside me or step the fuck aside in yo face since my 20s.

Systemic White Privileged oppression, abuses, discrimination and hatefulness toward eradicating otherness based on race, culture, gender identity and/or presentation, color of skin and reversed discrimination of fair skinned people in a predominantly Black region (Atlanta, Georgia) pisses me off. It pisses me the fuck off, actually.

I often tell people that No, I do not believe in the premise and inherently false US Community Public Mental Health System, nor will I admit Mental Illness exists. The disease versus pussy recovery oriented system of care is the very basis of my work around behavioral health integration, mental diversity, substance use, isolationist first responder mobile crisis intervention (MH/SA) and finally, how I categorically espouse for  US Peer Workforce.

The hate I feel towards me when I walk into a predominantly white or BLACK environment in Atlanta is so thick, I can cut it with a brand new X-Acto Blade and leave marks, cuts of blood so deep it won’t bleed.

I listen to “Penthouse Floor” a lot and will rebel yell Resist, Fight, Fuck You in your face with my co-horts but to be reversed discriminated against because of my Queerness and because I’m not Black puts me into a position of being hated, feared, dismissed. My education, class, verbal upper class White Yankee, nay, Surfer Dude confuses, I admit.

We either work together against the real scourge of hate in 2017 or we don’t.

You can’t bullshit a bullshitter, either.

I dare you to walk your talk. Be transparent. Authentic. Speak your truth.

It’s now or never.

Step up or step aside.

Thank you and I’m really going to miss you, Carrie Fisher

This is my homage to the great outspoken, graceful, articulate, powerful and so exciting Carrie Fisher, who I heard had died today from complications post massive cardiac arrest 2 days ago. God bless you, Carrie Fisher. I have to tell you this:

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I have always respected you. I have to admit I half way fell in 16 year old girl love for you when I saw you in STAR WARS playing the indomitable brilliant and pain in the ass to the boys, Princess Leia. I loved you in it an couldn’t quite make up my mind the temporal beauty of your looks. Classic and well, pained. Why is that? And that quick wit and smile had me in the palms of your hands… yes. A brilliant woman only. Only. Solamente Uno. One. You had it and thank God it was you.

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Your work on behalf of Mental Health and Wellness is quite brave also, if I tell you that myself, darling. Bravo.

Here is today’s hot off the press releases that I will endorse for you to enjoy as much as I do: Carrie Fisher.

 

The Certified Peer Specialist: Role & Action in Crisis Intervention

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I will be writing, here, about the functional components for a discerning intentionally driven and mutual peer-based Certified Peer Specialist’s portfolio of peer services deliverables within the behavioral health crisis intervention role(s) when BH is co-located with PH in a fully integrated community public health model.

To include the following:

1.0 The Certified Peer Specialist work on a tag-team recovery and peer based triage team with co-supports providers;

2.0 Peer crisis response must be entirely peer-led or peer driven and be at least 100% CPS in order to provide care, supervised by a CPS, CPRP, QMHP.

3.0 1st Trauma Informed Responder to individual in crisis (e.g., experiencing a psychosis, ideating with plan) alongside Clinician;

4.0 Utilize peer self-directive strengths based Dialogue and emotional CPR (Fisher & Spiro, 2013); for crisis intervention and de-escalation;

5.0 Peer to Peer Supports (e.g., Behavioral Health, Physical Health and Wellness Coaching Supports, Public Health (e.g., HIV/AIDS/HCV/STD), continuum of care, integration, health and human services liaison, f2f care and peer support, family, community supportive integration and strengths building);

6.0 Warm Line;

7.0 Peer Respite Whole Health & Wellness Center;

8.0 Training required for CPS providing crisis and/or respite peer supports;

9.0 Documentation and Data Evaluation & Surveillance;

10.0 Capacity building;

11.0 Cultural attunity;

12.0 Medication optimization (e.g., Robert Whitaker’s “Anatomy of An Epidemic” influenced work;

13.0 PBHCI BH + PH health and wellness solution peer supports;

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