By: Zoë Muntaner
It’s rare, all right. A full Moon last landed smack on the Solstice in the 1940s. It’s the kind of thing that would have inspired the Mayans to shove a few extra in-laws from their pyramids – the sort of coincidence that would have made the Stonehenge folks haul additional stones into position. But that’s what’s actually happening this Monday, June 20. ~Bob Berman, Almanac Weekly
The MOON is part of my business. This platform is the first digital property of New MOON Media & Communications . Click on name to learn more. I started using the moon to illustrate the pronounciation of my last name. Phonetically, the first three letters of my father’s last name –Muntaner- sound like MOON. Instead of suntan, use moontan, add er and the end. Critical rolling of the “r”. Practice makes perfection. I’m fond of my Father’s name.
Yesterday was my first Father’s Day without my dad on earth. I tried to write but something else was calling me to serve, my father would have done the same. He would go to where he was needed before serving his personal or professional needs. In his honor I went to the 2016 California Democrats National Convention. I was there for the statewide delegation meeting that will be traveling to Philadelphia, PA from July 23 to July 28 for the 2016 National Convention. My sister lives in Philly, at least I have room and board covered. The hotels will be too chaotic for me. I want to spend some time with my sister. She is proud and supportive of my work, I want to tell her more about it in person. She actually sponsored one of my continuing education courses at General Assembly last month. Since my dad passed away last July, we’ve become closer. Death can be a catalyst to so many possibilities. We’ll be together during the convention for the 1st anniversary of his passing, it sounds like the right thing to do. It seems like is all part of a bigger plan, the stars are aligned, the mystery unfolding. I just trust and let my faith guide me through the journey.
My father and I had a special relationship. Mom said we were the same, which means we butted heads a lot. Jewel sings: “In the end only kindness matter….We are never broken”. For a while I felt seriously broken, it propelled me to seek help to heal a wounded perspective. The only thing from him I brought back with me to Santa Monica after his funeral, was an owl ring he wore on his pinky finger. He collected owls, they represent wisdom, that symbol was important to his values.
“Many children have grown up with nursery stories of wise old owls. From the ancient Greek legends to the wise owls in Wini the Pooh and The Owl and The Pussycat, we have all seen images in folk tales of owls as the quintessential bearers of knowledge and sagacity. From ancient Athens, the silver four-drachma coin bore the image of the owl on the obverse side as a symbol of the city’s patron, Athene Pronoia, the Greek goddess of wisdom who, in an earlier incarnation, was goddess of darkness. The owl — whose modern scientific name Athene carries this heritage — came to represent wisdom from its association with the dark (Saunders 1995). The owl was also the guardian of the Acropolis (Holmgren 1988), and the Roman statesman Pliny the Elder wrote that owls foretell only evil and are to be dreaded more than all other birds (Rackham 1997, as recounted in Martin 1996). In many other cultures, owls represent wisdom and knowledge because their nocturnal vigilance is associated with that of the studious scholar or wise elder (Saunders 1995). According to one Christian tradition, owls represent the wisdom of Christ, which appeared amid the darkness of the unconverted (Saunders 1995). To early Christian Gnostics, the owl is associated with Lilith, the first wife of Adam who refused his advances and control. The owl had a place as a symbol in the King Arthurian legends since the sorcerer Merlin was always depicted with an owl on his shoulder. In Japan, owl pictures and figurines have been placed in homes to ward off famine or epidemics (Martin 1996)”. ~Griffith Chen, Full-stack developer QUORA
The ring in my finger holds a daily reminder of hope. It guides my choices and decisions the way dad wished I would be in the world. My father did the best he could, I made peace with that. He was the father of an imperfect daughter, I hope he made peace with that. When he got ill, I went to visit him for a month. He was bedridden by now, mom was his nurse 24/7. It was hard for both of us. He was so happy to see me when I arrived home at 4 AM. The following day he sat in his rocking chair, I sat close to him, he looked to the horizon… his eyes filled with tears. He started to cry. Nothing was said, we both knew this was the last visit we were to spend as father and daughter. I had to be strong for him. With my silence, I did my best to let him know I would be fine. Perhaps he was scared. He didn’t know if I would be able to take care of myself as a single woman. There were so many things unsaid. I didn’t give him the joy of grandchildren. His name will end with me and my sister, unless I decide to adopt a child later in life.
Memories flood with fierce intensity. I’ve learned that only I can unlock the door of my past and walk away. My father didn’t have healthy parenting skills modeled by my grandfather, who immigrated from the island of Mallorca in Spain to Puerto Rico looking for prosperity. He passed on from lung cancer, when my father was 17 years old leaving my dad as the head of a household of five. I can only imagine what that did to his psyche.
Therefore, I’ve done as well as any woman could be expected to do under those circumstances. Slowly but surely, my heart melts little by little. I forgive the mistakes that were part of my upbringing. The pictures above are of my grandfathers. Left, Antonio Muntaner Flaquer and right, Maximilian Cohen (Abuelo Max).
“Everyone who plays a part in our lives offers something we might learn.”~Courage to Change p. 335
At his funeral there were mended relationships from old family friends, everyone and then some showed up to pay their respects even though it was in a holiday weekend where most locals were out of town traveling. I was surprised to see business leaders and politicians show up. He was dad to me, for others he was a pillar in the community.
I learned to have a political, business and service mind from him. He was always involved in some type of community service or volunteerism venture. That’s who he was at his core, a man for others. An old friend of mom and dad shared with us that when their father died they had nothing to eat, my father told my grandfather and showed up at their home to bring candy to the children. He offered his unconditional support to them, with his already limited means. That’s my DNA! There is so much more I can write, but my intention is to honor him with actions not words. He left me a ring, I give him Jewel.
FATHERS AMONGST US
There are other fathers around us worth mentioning here, serving families, cities, state, and communities. First, I must talk about our City Manager Rick Cole. Having once been an elected official, he learned that much of what often passes for politics involves superficial soundbites, announcements of good intentions, oversimplification of complex issues and feel good symbolism. Both he and I understand the importance of these dimensions of public life, but his focus is on making measurable progress on key priorities that make a difference in the lives of real people here in Santa Monica.
My focus is on making policy that has intelligence, integration and impact. Policy that creates more transparency and equity amongst ALL residents of Santa Monica. I’m not a member of City Council, but I bring attention to the ideas that matter to me. That’s how Santa Monica became the first city in LA County to sign and affirm the Charter for Compassion. He is actively working on increasing capacity to deliver measurable results in two broad ways — one, better organization on how they do their work, which is music to my ears…. and two, work in greater partnership with other public agencies, NGOs, businesses, informal community groups and citizens, which sounds like a great prospective for Compassionate Santa Monica.
He visited Louisville KY, Mayor Greg Fisher last week. Fisher is the man I spoke during my 2014 campaign for Santa Monica City Council, he ran on a compassionate platform and won. The compassion games started from Seattle, WA calling game on Louisville, KY. I met him at the Empathy and Compassion Conference in San Francisco, CA right after 2014 election.
I’m hopeful and patient. I’m also disappointed that the City Council unanimously embraced the Compassionate City designation but has done little to actualize it. I assume that he has the same complaint, but from a different angle. When he took the City Manager job, he told the Council, privately and publicly, “Your problem is that you have 15 top three priorities.” I know which is priority 1,2,3: DEVELOPMENT AND DENSIFICATION. I’m all in for affordable housing development and slow growth, but we have an issue of ideas brewing on a pot of misinformation and people are drinking the KOOL AID in Santa Monica. Mr. Cole and his predecessor said publicly we don’t need development for revenue. Cole publicly said the future of Santa Monica lays in BETTER not BIGGER. I’m getting some cues here. YOU? The way I see it, City Council hired Cole to make magic happen here in Santa Monica, at the same time they are telling him how to do his job. A receipe for disaster. Lots of compassion for the man.
He and I both could spend the entire day listing the laudable projects, promises, policies and priorities embraced by our City, the last one being Diversity and Inclusion, which I brought to their attention, thank you very much! There is almost no idealistic, progressive concept our City government won’t enthusiastically adopt, except the Anti- Corruption Act from Represent US and Safe Cities from UN Women. I’ve been working with both initiatives for two years and have requested them be added to the agenda of City Council. Other leaders are working strategically to take credit for it. Cue: Elena Cristopoulos: you are being watched!
Mr. Cole explained to me the problem is governmental capacity to actually pursue simultaneously all these worthwhile endeavors — and produce measurable progress instead of simply raising unrealistic expectations. The issue I see is that, despite having the communications resources, the city has failed in a cohesive strategy to inform its residents and build trust. It is an understatement to think we are living distrustful times, as he expressed at the Civic Auditorium Planning Department- “I Love Downtown Santa Monica” event last week. The trust is so fractured, broken and damaged, it will take a miracle to restore it. Start praying people!
When all is said and done, the challenge Mr. Cole has is how he would like to be remembered. As someone who stood by its residents preserving what they have so dearly built by improving its infrastructure ? Or, someone who sat quietly and did the will of private interests funneled by the Chamber of Commerce, and other non for profit institutions. Someone come to our emotional rescue! I’m confident he will make Santa Monica the best of the cities he has managed. He has to. I have a good feeling about it and hope he does not let us down. The earmark for the field was a flawless start, don’t you think?
His daughters are going to college, he has more time to focus on his new children (Santa Monica residents and City Council), once he moves to Santa Monica he will get a feel for what truly matters. The LA Times didn’t call him the Guru of City Hall, just because he is chill. The guy has some serious policy game. As a glutton of curiosity, I would like to know the neighborhood he will choose to call home. Don’t you?
A shout out to father and son Mayor Eric and Gil Garcetti (Where do I start? It will take me a whole new blog…coming in cowple of months, stay tuned), Muhammad Ali ( As my father, he suffered from Parkinson’s disease, was a man of faith and service to others), David Dorfman (IDEAS LA Swami), Governor Jerry Brown ( allowed SB 254 The “New” Overturn Citizens United Act to go to the ballot without his signature), Senator Bernie Sanders (My Jewish Hero who has transformed the political landscape this election cycle). They are not perfect, who is amongst us? Do I agree with every single of their stances? No. Do I think they are doing good work? Absolutely! There is always room for improvement, that is the fabulous thing about life, every day we wake up with that challenge.
Ultimately the force that underlies all things in the Universe, which I choose to refer to as God, is the Father/Mother figure that deserves the loudest shout out. I’d be lost without its guidance and support. The mystery of that relationship is one of my sources of inspiration and service. Without it nothing works. Thank you God. Hebrew National hotdogs tagline reads: “We answer to a higher authority”
LATINO CAUCUS OF CALIFORNIA DEMOCRATS
According to Marcy Winograd early morning Facebook post from the the Latino Caucus of the CA Democratic Party in Long Beach, a packed room shouted, “Primary them!” in reference to Assembly members Richard Bloom (D-Santa Monica), Adrin Nazarian (D-Van Nuys), and Marc Levine (D-Novato), three of the Dems who voted recently not to support farm worker overtime for those toiling over 8 hours a day, stooping in the fields, breaking their backs to deliver grapes, lettuce and strawberries to our table. The Democratic Party base is mad as hell at these corporate Democrats cozy with agribusiness. State senate leadership plans to bring back the farmworker overtime bill via the senate, then back to the assembly again. Urge Bloom — one of ours — to rethink this and vote for farmworker overtime. (310) 450-0041. Never the wrong time to do the right thing, Richard. Thank you Marcy for letting us know. All I have to say is: ARE YOU KIDDING ME?
“Richard Bloom remains silent in the face of his disgraceful and inexcusable vote. We await the change.” ~Buddy Gottlieb, Labor Attorney
Marcy Winograd recently organized another delegation to urge Richard Bloom withdraw his AB2844 bill calling for a state enemies list to thwart the BDS campaign for equal rights for Palestinians and Israelis. After his bill was heavily amended by the farm worker overtime bill author, he and two other co-authors of the anti-BDS bill refused to support farm worker overtime — defeating the bill with their three decisive votes. She spoke with Bloom’s Chief of Staff in Sacramento about this and he said there was no retaliation, that Bloom simply felt for the growers facing challenges with the drought and increased water fees. Her thinking is if you can’t afford to pay overtime, you shouldn’t be running a business.
The Democratic party is facing a problem amongst the more progressive leaning membership. Bernie Sanders campaign is the result of that crisis. The referenced politicians present themselves as progressives. Yesterday, I spotted few of the new wave of candidates and leadership making their way, showing symptoms of the same syndrome. Young men with miniscule amounts of power using it for their own personal gain and agenda. Oh, the egos of these kids!!!! I’ll be keeping an eye on them, we deserve better than that. Honest candidates are getting ready to serve. To honor my father’s legacy of service, I serve by watching, warning and writing. Not under my watch, is all I have for tonight.
Have an awesome Summer Solstice today and tomorrow. May you have sunsets as gorgeous as this: