Escape the Okie Zone

this a personal creative non-fiction journal about a traveler and his evolving life. He saw the waning warmth of humans through his puppy's eyes and now he see the world through his child's eyes. He thought much of our country's warmth went dormant when Bush held our country hostage! Some of my hostile readers suffering from overinflated egos might actually think that I might be writing about them on this blog! Get a life please ;)

Saturday, February 28, 2009

 

both of us must like the color, blue...
I love the Pacific and the blue sky...

I guess we must love blue

It's so much easier for the both of us when the meds start...

The sharp edge and the anxious irritability are gone..

when you polish off 4 beers in a row..(my last beers!)...it's easier to forgive you!!



This blog has been an open book for the people in my life of the past, the present and the future...

and for wayward bored surfers of the blogosphere

Will this ever turn into a book??

Where am I going with this other than just documenting my life and tying to figure out my own pursuit of happiness???...

but it's easier and more fun to share this crazy pursuit...

gotta make sure to wear our helmets...it could be a very bumpy ride!!


Friday, February 27, 2009

 


It's cool seeing my blog
over the years....I had no clue 5 years ago that I would be here starting a family in this Oz paradise!


Today, we went bike riding down to Little Burleigh for a swim and a beer...


Thank you, Annette, for baby sitting Colin so my soulmate could see how gorgeous this coast is by following the coast with our cycles!




Love is the irresistable desire to keep your loved ones happy!

Thursday, February 26, 2009

 
I love to start off my blogs under the influence of the epiphenous herb and pick a pic from the expanding collection of moments in time)...I suddenly notice in the pics how red the hair is appearing on his head...he's developing a personality...I love to see the traits of our ancestors come out in his features...we are trying to figure out his red hair...
Ang thinks it's from my krimmer side since there are no redheads in her family...
she saw how red our cousin, Sam's hair is!!

ok.....so I think sometimes we are blessed...it just depends on one's view of reality....isnt it nice to think of the "fantasy(?)" that there could be a heaven with angels actually looking down on us (don't say that in front of a shrink or she might put you away as Nurse Ratched Roberts chaufered my wife to the Robina Loony bin...sleep deprivation could maker her think
"she's an angel with powers!"...)

....how long can we be happy or is it easier to just be in the pursuit of happiness??...

...I used to wonder what it would be like to be a father..now it dawns on me slowly...the permanence and long term commitment of the position.

esse est percipe= Latin for to be is to be percieved...

when I started writing this blog, I was very depressed...wondering why I wasn't in the land that I love, OZ!!!...I have been talked out of it over and over again by my father and brother together when Mom had just passed away... my cousins and husbands are trying to talk me out of staying...

am I not welcome here...or just that I need to think of the future,

My cousin in Law, Peter, was telling me that I need to get on the ball if I need to get help with the immigration lawyers...this 20k bill is overwhelming with the cost of staying in beautiful paradise...by living here permanently, I can avoid the costs...

I have to decide how to handle the future if I want our family to live on the beach and travel the way my father, Colin Murray, took us!!


Tuesday, February 24, 2009

 

Escape to Nimbin Valley!

It was so cool seeing my wife, the mother of our love child, happy again! My cousin, Sally, came to visit with her family..It was such a touch of warmth feeling the warmth of our extended family...we had been through so much...I was happy that Ang was discharged from the psych ward ...
This is a lesson to us and all readers out there to be careful what you say to shrinks when you're sleep deprived!!

Nimbin was fantastic! I met Benny Zabel, the famous resident artist of this town... He has painted the beautiful murals all over this little hippy haven in the hills of OZ!


http://www.nimbinaustralia.com/bennyzable/benny-zable-story.html













This wonderful lady helped my wife with some herbs for mood swings and focus.....it's amazing about vibes and the way good often comes out of challenging experiences!

This wonderful family invited us to stay with them in their wonderful Queenslander house that had been reerected in Nimbin with this added veranda giving the image of a much larger house...Aussie houses of old always had huge verandas surrounding the house to keep the family cooler in the hot days of the year!








This other bloke we met appeared to personify the happy go lucky image of Nimbin... He's a driver for the youth hostel...Friday's they have Karaoke...I had so much fun singing..it's nice to enjoy and be happy!


It would cool for us to bring up our love child, Colin, in a beautiful place like this !















































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Wednesday, February 18, 2009

 

SINGLE FATHERHOOD!

Boy's night out!
Ok...so I am forced to become a good father...often a good thing comes out of bad...


The fact that a trigger happy shrink, Dr. Roberts, who freaks out and decides to commit my post natally depressed wife without any regards to the trauma to her family??


My wife freaks out also just thinking that she'll have a night of r and r...(the way the shrink puts it...) she goes for a ride with the doctor to the ER room with no clue that she would be an involuntary patient committed to a coastal loony bin!!!





So Daddy and son just try to make the best of it...






I have just had some very serious intensive training into the domestic engineering of being a parent to a growing baby!! Thankyou, to my cousins, Jane and Louise to help me with the shopping and how to get a schedule going, how to wash, how to organize the house ,






just in case one of the N ozzie SSocial workers threatens to take our Colin to a foster home!

We have to show them that we are organized and overcoming our issues...Like a game of chess we have to become disciplined and not yell at each other...It is a science of discipline and just inner grit and intestinal fortitude!!






"Like a candle used to light another candle, the connection with spirit that results when one person joins hands with another is greater than if each person were to stand alone. People who take part in a circle find that their power increases exponentially while with the group. Like a drop of water rippling on the surface of a pond, the waves of energy produced in a circle radiate outward in circular motion. While one person may act like a single beacon that emanates light, a circle of people is like a satellite dish that sends out energy. There is power in numbers, and when the commitment is made by many to face one another, clasp hands, and focus on one intention, their circle emanates ripples of energy that can change the world. " from the Daily OM




My extended family and our new Aussie Godmother, Annette,came through!
She has been wonderful helping and helping cousins, Jane and Sally, get our family through this...It was emotionally traumatic putting your untidy habitat on the beach for full exposure to the family....I know, I know,, any ex's out there will be just shaking their heads wondering if I will ever get it together...

I swear my paradise abode is far cleaner than the others...(or maybe I just haven't spent long enough for the cobwebs and clutter to multiply like roaches...is that too reaslistic a metaphor???)






One good thing is that this country is all about helping our mates!!!



Losers who keep getting back up are heroes in Aussie folklore...
ie...


The unofficial national anthem, "Waltzing Matilida!"



the swagman = a homeless bum walking from one billabong and Koolibah tree to the next!
Ned Kelly= outlaw hero who kinda was a Robin Hood until he was finally shot dead..

I become teary eyed thinking of how our new friend helped us out so much...totally selflessly! We will ask her to be our godmother and take her and her husband out to dinner at the surf club!







 

One Flew over the kookaburra's nest!


Hey Dude, don't be afraid,
"Take a sad song and make it better"
Remember to let her into your heart"




What a traumatic weekend...maybe some day I will chat about it...
You think the American mental health system is incompetent??
Check out Oz!!
My warning to all people..
Be careful of what you say to any shrink...
They can put you away
under
"recomendation for recovery"
They will let my wife who is going through post natal depression out tomorrow!!

Sunday, February 15, 2009

 




I figure this photo I found surfing the net symbolized my feelings on Friday the 13th...All the previous failures in my life came bombarding down on me....

It was wonderful waking up from this nightmare knowing that the Queensland government didn't take away our child....



It is amazing the power of a shrink combined with a social worker..They can sure fuck with a family's life!! When she went for help early that stormy morning for some counseling and some meds, Dr. Ratched Roberts decides she needs to be committed!! I tried to persuade the Doc on the phone while Colin was screaming to be fed, to ask for a second opinion or give us 48 hours to think about it and prepare for this...instead we get stuck in a crazy ER room at Southport hospital for 12 hours...one prisoner sitting in the bed was monitored by two cops...he goes to the restroom and attempts to escape through the ceiling. He falls inches away from an ER doctor...then Anette and I have to go through grilling of the social worker... this lady on a power trip threatens to have the child taken to foster parents!




I saw how they could often determine the fate of families merely on their power to judge a family,,,,wow...and it finally hit home with us in a foreign country....




My honey was prescribed some generic form of zoloft ....




enough to help her magnify any delusions that have taken hold of her like demons...




she held me so tight from both places of involuntary confinement, the Southport center and the Robina center....we were both so happy that little Colin Murray could spend the night with his mother/my wife and soulmate... He was so happy to see us both after being in so many with no clue as to his possible fate in strange foster parent hands!!!




amazing that this can still happen in this day and age...




helping me see how families are often just help by a thread that can be so easily snipped with just one visit Dr. Ratchet....chief judge of the Cuckoo's Nest!




I could give the ladies name but the names have been changed to protect the guilty...she wouldnt budge an inch...no time for us to prepare for her committed stay in a mental prison with drug addicts and ocassionally very dangerous humans!!




The social worker sent the child to be with his mother in the Robina Center with 24 hour monitoring for the our baby's protection...the next day, the center worries about their legal liabilities so they tell me and Annette to take the baby home regardless of the serious error of a social worker...



an inmate of the wing had gone berserk earlier in the day and they worried that a violently disturbed person could easily hurt an innocent baby...



we took him out before they changed their minds and decided that the baby should go somewhere else...



Thank God for weekends where most Aussies fortunately for us take off...



The shit will probably hit the fan for many of these incompetent bureaucrats and professionals in the mental health field



Maybe this will give us another day's respite from these scary professionals in powerful positions...we realize the many mistakes they made while fucking with our lives...

Not only a president can fuck with Americans lives!...



God forbid the deadly one-two punch of a shrink and a social worker...especially when they make serious mistakes and fuck with a family's life!

and then get stuck with a $5000 bill!


Saturday, February 14, 2009

 

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY SWEETHEART

I'm not sure how to go about telling you about Friday the 13th in February....Over 13 years ago, the advministrators of Chickasha HS asked me to resign after I lost control of the science filled with bratty middle school kids....(it's hard to imagine those children of the Corn are grown up adults now...maybe even teachers dealing with the current batch of bratty kids...
It seems like tragedy or disaster brings families together....
when Angela was overcome with post partem depression, my extended came to our aid..
I want to thank them so much..
It was wonderful how cousin Louise helped me out so much....and Thank You, Anette for being with us in the hospitalll
It was the most emotional Friday the 13th of history...
How could I stay calm in a foreign country when the social worker is grilling my new friend who has done so much to help out us and the baby staying together as a family??
I was proud of the way we come through...
Angela told her story to the shrink and she was committed...
Then they were saying that " I couldn't cope as a father""
All I said was that I would like a little assistance while she was involuntarily committed...
At least we won't have to pay for the services
since it was not our choice..
Maybe meds will calm her down and help her become a better Mom..
She wants to do better and just one day and night there with the extra unworried sleep of a mom helped her so much with a little of the right meds....
She does not feel overwhelmed
just like a little bit of the stuff has helped so much...
Monday morning, we will have to go to the body corporate meeting...
I will have to be a really good father taking our child with Annette...
I have to spend the money on things that are very important to the care of our child..
He is our future!!




Thursday, February 12, 2009

 











Tuesday, February 10, 2009

 


I decided to continue on with the essay of yesterday...Or start one from scratch about the most wonderful body surf of my life today!! and the 3-4 hour experience on the beach and in the surf...really romping and playing as a child...
Now I have epiphany of the whole experience...
the height of the day was the morning from sunrise at 5:30 to 10 am...
ending with a water fight with my feisty lady and playing on the backyard like children with the water hose....almost as if we were being naughty....
I took pics like crazy before and during the magnificent star coming right out of the Pacific....
I decided instead of just looking at the sea....I would become part of it and the sea and the king tide washing the water right to the edge of our dune vegetation fence...
the waves were higher and the tide was higher than I ever saw it here ....
even since body surfing as a child...
I met one of the volunteer life guards, George, who is a lawyer/accountant...
almost as if the universe knew that I needed somebody like him as a friend and professional help....
He was a better swimmer than me and he knew exactly where the rip was to take us out past the last breaker where the water was calm...
a hard set was coming in for a few minutes and we waited for it to eventually go back out...
I followed him on rip to the beautifully big breaking waves...
He advised on where the wave is best to take...
You have to take it early by being a little further out...
so we both took it only a few feet from each other
and we cruised in on the most beautiful wave of my life..!




I figured that I would show this full moon pic ...its of course the opposite weather here in Oz!

Monday, February 09, 2009

 

I thought that this passion flower could symbolize happiness!

The photo epiphenously became the symbol for happiness for me!



I looked at the passionate colors of the flower the image just oozed joy and love....



It symbolized enjoying life in the many different ways we play..

PLAY



helps our souls bloom, flower and self actualize...
I was feeling it so much being in the zone of the largest most beautiful wave...



my new mate caught it together...



it was so symbolic of my feelings...



I felt part of the ocean!







I was self actualizing with the just being in the zone of the wave...



It was like "Zen and the art of motorcycle maintenance""



This was even better...I was one with the nature ....using its power to carry me fast and fly through the waters....It was the best feeling this whole trip!"





the natural waves of the sea....



So many of these life guard veterans and experienced surfers have the knowledge and expertise about the variance of the daily surf!



It is a science!

It was so wonderful to share the same passion with other club members
body surfing in the Sea
we all do it with glea
and the body surface made Barrack the candidate for me...
aging men and women all remembering how to play as we all wait to catch the best waves
like kids on a playground at Water World...
this natural fun roller coaster ride is free
and we were all surfing close to King Tide and the Full Moon...
this is happiness...

learing how to play again and sharing the fun with new playmates in a new welcoming community....
I feel more at home here and in the surf than I have ever felt before!!
I can get down about the psychological trauma of parenting...
but then my wife and child join me in the play...
they see how much I am having and can't wait to go swimming...
(that reminds me about how we need to go swimming together while we keep Colin in the stroller..of course we'll alternate taking swims....)
later on, after my honey took her avo (afternoon) nap, a great new friend of ours, Martin, walked up the beach path while I was getting some fresh air from our backyard....
he was with his boogey board...
He is a very sage man , almost Merlin esque, several years older and many kilos lighter than moi... We chatted under the shade of the koolibah tree on the lawn by the Dudley street entrane to Mermaid Beach before I invited him upstairs to see young Colin Murray Garvald...
I chatted and and he gave sage advice helping put my new life into a new found perspective...
He's a very succesful business man running a graphics company...(I still don't understand graphics>>)
He also is a wonderful father to 8 children of he and his wife....
He told me that he could remember being born!!
He believes in past lives..
I'm looking forward to chatting with him again next Friday???
I gave him a copy of my father's book, "The Creative Mind and it's origins"

It is these serendipitous meeting that appear destined to happen
almost as if someone up there is holding the puppet strings...

Him to help me and me just giving M my Dad's book!!
it makes me believe so much in synchronicity...if I would have any kind of religion/philosopy???
The last 2 days have been happier in one respect than ever..
I am really realizing that I'm in better physical condition than I have been since I bicycled "the Hotter than Hell" 100 mile bike ride in Wichita Falls, Texas!!
Was that about 14 years ago??

It is scary to think how fast that time passed and in 14 years will be that much older...I don't want to even think about doing some addition...
... Was it the last summer before Alene passed away ??/
It's painful but bittersweet when I think of those much more innocent times in summer when I was still a tennis/bicycle bum... I was walking around so proud of myself that I could ride a 100 miles on bike in 4:45 hours! Averaging over 20 miles/hour over this hot arid part of Texas!
I felt that way after realizing that I had won this race...it was too easy...

Am I that good to compete with these veteran volunteer life guards!!

I have often sunk very low thinking about the inevitability of death
and that sometimes evolves into a deadly fear of growing old...
so I do everything I can to extend any delusions of immortality...

so I win the Handicap swim with our local Mermaid Beach SurfLifesavings Club....I set off on the course after about 5 minutes from the start with a few others ...(they would determine my handicap from this race for next's weeks surf-swim
All of us would leave every minute with last strongest swimmers starting as late an 11:30 minute handicap!!

I surprised myself when I looked all around to see if there were any swimmers when I swam the tide in 3 minutes a head of the next competitor.
This lady is a school state swimming champion!
Then the others started surfing in...
I found out that I unofficially won the race but next week I would that the official handicap of 9:30!!
My wife and our child came to cheer me on....She saw me come in first and was so excited to see how fantastic shape her husband is!! The other racers all clapped with Angela, of course, cheering the loudest...I had not been in a competitive swim race in over 30 years...
I had butterflies again...but I was so relaxed...doing a little Michael Phelps behavior sure gave me delusions of becoming an age group champion!!
I had an evolving herbal induced epiphany after being reintroduce to our friendly Drag on ;)
Enjoying this natural herbal medication after the very tumultous bipolar week!!
My honey was so excited and of course had to jump my bones last night!!

Saturday, February 07, 2009

 

Happy Belated Birthday, Dad! Colin Murray the First!


Yesterday was Dad's bday in Oz or today in the USA...
Today was a great day after our friend, Stan, came over to visit our little family... There is nothing like a little natural therapeutic herbal medication to lift my spirits...
nothing could do better to cut through the tensions of parenthood than a little of Puff, the magic dragon!
Nothing else on the market helps one stand back and realize even with all the new found stresses and constraints of rearing a child ,,, we are all still on holiday...

It was wonderful seeing Gabrielle at the Surf Club this Avo for a couple drinks
she gave us some wonderful therapeutic advice and reassurance....this last week was the most bipolar of all with the ups and downs of my sweetheart...
my muse only asked for a divorce about once every day except for Monday and Tuesday...Those were great days with a little family visit down our pathway through the dunes to the beach...
oftentime as our relationship evolves, it's 2 steps forward and 1 or 2 steps back...
we are learning how to cope with each other's multidimensional personalitiess
and the herb helps me be more creative in appealing to wife's sense of humor
this way I could communicate with her laughing in the whole entertaining process
Nothing like impulsively doing a Chippendale dance for her in her sexy string thong!

With the Mermaid Beach diet of swimming 2x a day and bicycling everywhere as the soul mode of "fast" transportation,

I'm losing about a kilo per week....as my wife eats less, so do I!...
now, I have the luxury of the Pacific as my daily backyard playground!!
I've lost over 10 kilos!
Tomorrow, I will be at the local Surf Club's handicap race where we swim past the breakers around a couple of buoys,,,,
I'll probably get about a 2 minute handicap whereas the best swimmers that are experienced racers might start after about 10 minutes....
While we were at the surf club

Thursday, February 05, 2009

 

ok....sometimes it's really tough being attention disorganized parents!
but it sure helps to have our backyard beach everyday!!


Tuesday, February 03, 2009

 

Adderall sure works!!

Suddenly, I am hit with this land tax from the Queensland Revenue department. It's almost my take home pay for a year teaching! I had thought that I would be exempt from this when I am living in my flat for a year. I am feeling a little overwhelmed with all the bills and calls that I need to make. I take a little addaboy and then I am focused on making all the necessary phone calls. I don't feel overwhelmed and I can accomplish the tasks without becoming distracted!

Living with my wife, I understand how easily both of us get distracted and how difficult it is to stay on target!

 

Greedy banks squander our money!!

"Despite a near collapse that required $45 billion in federal taxpayer bailout funds, Bank of America sponsored a five day carnival-like affair just outside the Super Bowl stadium this past week as President Obama decried wasteful spending on Wall St. "

It really pisses me off that our taxpayer money is bailing out these basturds! And then the right wing greedocons whine about spending taxpayer money on schools! Our government continues to waste money on this war and then we bail out banks....
When will Americans pay the piper??
Other countries are giving us the loans to continue wasteful spending...when will they ask our country to pay up the loans...
we are totally in debt....
we cannot continue this insane spending...
and then we worry about Michael Phelps enjoying a bong!

Sometimes a little herb is the best way to deal with this insanity!

Sunday, February 01, 2009

 
"The story claims Phelps partied for two days with students in November at the University Of South Carolina in Columbia, with one witness telling News of the World "he was out of control".
Reportedly Phelps knocked backed beers and shots of spirits, before being offered a bong from which he inhaled deeply.
"You could tell Michael had smoked before," the article reported a witness as saying.
"He grabbed the bong and a lighter and knew exactly what to do!"

Here we see an Olympic champion who enjoys a little bit...what is the big deal about how evil and unhealthy cannabis is??

I'm sure if Jesus came back, if he enjoyed a little wine, he would also talking to his apostles over a communal J or bong! Bush , Carter, Clinton all enjoyed the forbidden herb...
"Addressing the economic and social situations which encourage people to use and sell drugs is critical. But it is also important to take advantage of changing public attitudes in order to do away with hypocritical drug policies that undermine public faith in an impartial justice system and disproportionately harm segments of society which are already teetering on the brink of collapse. Public apologies like those issued today by Phelps ring hollow because he will not be persecuted for his actions by either a court of law or the court of public opinion. The fact the he feels he must apologize is simply an effort to pay homage to past American morays that no longer impact private behavior. But those morays still impact drug policies, policies that continue to hurt citizens to this very day. Some steps to mitigate the worst impacts of these broken laws, like those governing sentencing for crack/cocaine offenses have been taken in recent years. Let's hope that President Obama, who saw the impact of bad drug laws first-hand in Chicago, will continue these reforms""
so why is it illegal??"

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