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Why Do I Write This Blog???

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

 

Wednesday, March 22, 2006

Our Kids

We don't want to see the effects of our wars;
the faces of the innocent, the blood and the gore.
OUR dead come home in shiny boxes, covered with flags. They're pretty and sterile; it's too much of a drag
to have to see and touch and smell the aroma
of death. Thank God we live in a coma
and can't see that

they're all our kids.



March 15, 2006 | An Iraqi looks at the bodies of three girls among a total of 11 civilians allegedly killed during a US raid near the city of Balad, north of Baghdad. The US military has ordered a probe into the killings last week, the latest in a series of allegations of abuse and indiscriminate shootings that has mired its three-year occupation of Iraq. The US military said four civilians were killed, two women, a child and a man. Irai police say 11 died including five women and four children.
(Photo: Dia Hamid / AFP)

posted by Carol at 9:50 AM

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