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The easiest (and probably the most honest) answer to that question is: I don't know. It all started in the summer of 2005, when I went to Crawford, Texas ( a.k.a. the home of the prez's ranch, a.k.a. the home of Camp Casey) to support Cindy Sheehan. I wanted the world to know that, contrary to what one could read in the mainstream media, the peace movement was alive and well and large numbers of Americans did not support the war in Iraq. I wanted people to know that thousands of Americans were willing to travel to Texas and tolerate the heat, humidity, and bugs in order to support a grieving mother whose new purpose was to shine a light on the lies that led to the war and to bring home our troops so that no other mother would have to know the pain that she felt.
Over time, this blog has become more of an exploration of who I am, my spirituality, and how life works. I love life's complexities, exploring the shades of gray. I want to, as Rainier Maria Rilke said,
"Be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books that are now written in a very foreign tongue. Do not now seek the answers, which cannot be given you because you would not be able to live them. And the point is, to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps you will then gradually, without noticing it, live along some distant day into the answer."
Maybe my blog is just one big question about what is needed in order for people to take the time to love and cherish each other and our earth. Maybe someday, I will "live along some distant day into the answer."
In the meantime, thank you for joining me on my journey. I welcome you to share yours with me
posted by Carol at 3:07 PM
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Today I found a soldier with a sticker on the bottom that read “Bring them home”.
I was with my husband shopping in a store called Teavana in Bellevue, WA. As I was shopping, I noticed next to a 2 foot tall bronze beautiful Buddha, a little toy plastic solider, I thought a child may have left it behind. My husband, who listens to the NPR radio station, told me the story that he heard. He picked it up and showed me the sticker on the bottom. It made my body shiver at the thought of all the soldiers in Iraq, but my heart lifted knowing that someone was trying to make a difference. We did not know to move the soldier until we returned home and I just had to look up the story and find out all the details.
Last week, my co-worker just told me that her husband has been called to duty in Iraq in February 2006 for 1 year.
The sadness in her eyes made my heart drop. I will be sharing this story with her as she will endure a difficult year without him, but knowing that Sallie Gratch is making this simple gesture, will let her know that she is not alone.
Thanks for sharing this. It brought tears to my eyes. Blessings to you and your co-worker.
Carol
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