Who Opened The Front Door?

I was doing my normal thing last night working quietly on my computer at 8:00 PM when I heard my front door open and the alarm go off and then the door immediately close.  To say I was freaked out is an understatement.  My heart was going a hundred miles an hour and I immediately called my adopted son Rene and told him someone had entered the apartment.  He said, “I’m on my way.”

Because of being robbed two years ago I have a wrought iron security door on my bedroom entrance and I knew that whoever entered could not get in to where I was.  Yet, it did not stop the fear from running through my body.  Thinking someone was in my apartment was way more than I could take.  Rene called me and told me that my neighbor had called him and said that my front door was not closed and they had opened and closed it.  He still was on his way over.

The last person who had left my apartment was my physical therapist Carmen and she did not lock the door.  This is not the first time this has happened with Carmen.  She’s always in such a hurry and her mind going is going nonstop.  She cannot even pause for ten seconds to make sure that she has locked my door knowing that I am here all alone.

In September, 2014 I had a bad fall and had to have 24 hour a day care giving.  I have been bedridden for 25 years and I have to pay people to take care of me.  Normally I can get along on my own at night, but after this accident I had to have round the clock care.  I hired a young woman to stay with me at night and she seemed intelligent and nice.  Considering the situation I wasn’t thinking clearly because I was concerned about being able to walk again, because I could not walk at all after this fall.  She came with good references.  Within two weeks she showed her true self because she would come back after being off for one day with the smell of alcohol heavy on her and she acted like a completely different person.  Totally hostile.  I knew she was doing cocaine.

Rene did his best to talk to her about her behavior and get her to do the job correctly. She did okay for another three weeks and then she became totally out of control. I had to let her go even though I still needed somebody here at nights I did not have a choice.

From the moment she was let go suddenly I started having vandalism every night on my property outside of my apartment. I have an air conditioner compressor inside of a cage, Propane tanks inside of a cage, and batteries, also inside of a cage, that run a back up emergency energy supply in case of no power. The high tensile strength locks were being broken and having to be replaced. The vandals attempted to cut the air conditioner hoses on so many occasions that we had to place the hoses inside of a channel.  The cables on the batteries were being cut.  The screens on my windows were cut. This has been going on ever since September and there has been over 90 attempted vandalisms.

Monday morning Rene told me that a lock on my front door was damaged and the bolts were not closing correctly. He had to buy a whole new locking mechanism on Monday. I thought it was just old age because I have lived here for ten years.

When he arrived last night he talked to the neighbor who said their kids had accidentally hit against my door when they were playing and it opened. Rene then explained something I didn’t understand. The reason he had to change the lock on Monday was because someone had tried to break the lock using a screwdriver.

There is no question who is behind this – the former caregiver. She hangs out with gang bangers.  She’s having them come and do this vandalism knowing that it’s costing me money. Rene believes that she made duplicates of my keys and they had tried to open the front door with one of the keys. They don’t know that I changed the locks immediately after she was fired. The police have been contacted, and unless they catch them in the act there’s nothing they can do. They patrol the area, but they cannot be here every moment.

All of this is costing me a great deal of money and I am not generating that much in sales. It also is preying upon my nerves because I realize my vulnerable situation more than anyone, considering I can only walk a few steps with the help of my walker.

I have been content in this apartment for the last ten years.  Sure there will always be problems in life, but not this constant bombardment of problems. Every day it seems like there’s something new and now they’re trying to get into the apartment and not just to damage outside. Even if they can’t get into my room there’s a lot of damage they could do inside.

It is not often that I write about my life because it is hard for most people to understand having been bedridden and surviving without family. This time I just felt I had to write about something I’m encountering daily.

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Many blessings,
Cherokee Billie

Remembering Jim Morrison’s 71th birthday December 08, 2014.

The Spirit of Jim Morrison

Wow, it’s hard to fathom Jim Morrison at 71 years of age.  There are some people that come in to this world who are not meant to be here for long periods of time and Jim Morrison was one of them.  He was an old soul and knew this at a young age when most children are still playing games.

Whatever Jim did he gave it 100 percent of himself.  He never compromised who he was for anyone, despite the enormous pressure on him once he became famous. He was a true free spirit, who lived his life the way that he wanted to.

Some of you may know the music of The Doors and not be aware of the many volumes of poetry that Jim Morrison wrote.  He really wanted to be a filmmaker and he was making a movie called HWY that never got completed. I am enclosing the video below so that you can see how unlimited his talent was.

Many people try to give an opinion of who or what Jim Morrison was in life, but I believe that he kept a lot of who he really was to himself.  He gave so much of himself as an artist that he had to have a little bit reserved for him.

There was far more to Jim Morrison then just being a rock superstar. Let me show you what I mean.

At a young age he was exposed to shamanism and throughout his life realized he was a spiritual teacher. To many he did not come across as such, but when you read his writings and study his life you realize this man saw spiritual truths and tried to convey them through his music, poetry, and performance.

According to Jim Morrison, one of the most important events of his life occurred when he was a child in 1949, during a family road trip in New Mexico, when he and his parents and grandmother came across the scene of an accident in the desert. Jim realized the Native Americans were bleeding to death and was afraid. He came to believe that the souls of the newly-dead Indians were running around, “freaked out,” and that one had leaped into him. This experience greatly influenced the content of his songs, poems, and interviews.

As Jim Morrison said of poetry:
“Real poetry doesn’t say anything, it just ticks off the possibilities… opens all doors you can walk through any one that suits you. If my poetry aims to achieve anything, it’s to deliver people from the limited ways in which they see and feel.”

Greatness was thrust upon him at an early age; he was a superstar by 22.  Despite this he never had the trappings of the newly rich.  He never owned a car or a house.  He lived in $10.00 a night motel rooms and only owned a few clothes and books. He lived a simplistic lifestyle, because it was enough being a superstar.  The other members of The Doors at this time all had homes and cars.

The pressures of being a rock star was overwhelming for Jim Morrison and ultimately he used excessive amounts of alcohol and drugs to kill the pain of not being the free spirit that he was before stardom. Sometimes we get trapped by our life and don’t know how to undo the web’s that surround us.

I am grateful that he graced this world for a moment, but he will always live on.

Some may say that he burnt out, but to burn out you first have to be on FIRE!

Sending you lots of love on the anniversary of your birthday Jim. Cherokee Billie

My Collection of Photographs and Music of Jim Morrison

Video of the uncompleted film HWY starring Jim Morrison.

Jim Morrison’s 70th birthday December 08, 2013.

The Spirit of Jim Morrison

Wow, it’s hard to fathom Jim Morrison at 70 years of age. There are some people that come in to this world who are not meant to be here for long periods of time and Jim Morrison was one of them. He was an old soul and knew this at a young age when most children are still playing games.

Whatever Jim did he gave it 100 percent of himself. He never compromised who he was for anyone, despite the enormous pressure on him once he became famous. He was a true free spirit, who lived his life the way that he wanted to.

Some of you may know the music of The Doors and not be aware of the many volumes of poetry that Jim Morrison wrote. He really wanted to be a filmmaker and he was making a movie called HWY that never got completed. I am enclosing the video below so that you can see how unlimited his talent was.

Many people try to give an opinion of who or what Jim Morrison was in life, but I believe that he kept a lot of who he really was to himself. He gave so much of himself as an artist that he had to have a little bit reserved for him.

There was far more to Jim Morrison then just being a rock superstar. Let me show you what I mean.

At a young age he was exposed to shamanism and throughout his life realized he was a spiritual teacher. To many he did not come across as such, but when you read his writings and study his life you realize this man saw spiritual truths and tried to convey them through his music, poetry, and performance.

According to Jim Morrison, one of the most important events of his life occurred when he was a child in 1949, during a family road trip in New Mexico, when he and his parents and grandmother came across the scene of an accident in the desert. Jim realized the Native Americans were bleeding to death and was afraid. He came to believe that the souls of the newly-dead Indians were running around, “freaked out,” and that one had leaped into him. This experience greatly influenced the content of his songs, poems, and interviews.

As Jim Morrison said of poetry:
“Real poetry doesn’t say anything, it just ticks off the possibilities… opens all doors you can walk through any one that suits you. If my poetry aims to achieve anything, it’s to deliver people from the limited ways in which they see and feel.”

Greatness was thrust upon him at an early age; he was a superstar by 22. Despite this he never had the trappings of the newly rich. He never owned a car or a house. He lived in $10.00 a night motel rooms and only owned a few clothes and books. He lived a simplistic lifestyle, because it was enough being a superstar. The other members of The Doors at this time all had homes and cars.

The pressures of being a rock star was overwhelming for Jim Morrison and ultimately he used excessive amounts of alcohol and drugs to kill the pain of not being the free spirit that he was before stardom. Sometimes we get trapped by our life and don’t know how to undo the web’s that surround us.

I am grateful that he graced this world for a moment, but he will always live on.
Some may say that he burnt out, but to burn out you first have to be on FIRE!

Sending you lots of love on the anniversary of your birthday Jim. Cherokee Billie

Click Here to See My Collection of Photographs and Music of Jim Morrison.

Touch Me By The Doors

Video of the uncompleted film HWY starring Jim Morrison.