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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

 

Friday, June 30, 2006

The Meaning of Life

Yesterday, I went with my friend to her chemo. She had received bad news, delivered in a bad way, the day before. Her doctor was acting, shall we say, INSENSITIVE!!! Basically, he gave her the impression that he was giving up on her.

But he was messing with the wrong woman! She got angry and she used her anger to get her mojo back. It is amazing the amount of energy she had today, how alive and empowered she was. All because she got angry at the doctor, and she transformed that anger into taking control over her own life.

In our frustration with all that's going on, we don't have to watch tv, get drunk, or numb ourselves by whatever our method of choice. We are ALIVE when we see what's going on. The richness includes the pain and suffering AND the beauty of our world, including the courage of those around us. Part of us dies when we blind ourselves to any part of what is. And it takes a lot of energy to try to hide from reality.

When we get bad news, we can be angry victims and strike back (like a W I know), or we can use anger as a wake-up call and change our own way of thinking, letting it bring out what is ALIVE in us. Are you listening, W??? I forgot. He forgot how to listen.


And when I got home, in the mailbox, I found a present from my sweet sister-in-law, bro-in-law, niece and nephews. A book called The Meaning of Life. I have been looking for that my whole life! ;-) I am lucky to have such love and support from the people in Massachusetts. If you guys are reading this, THANK YOU!!! See you soon!

posted by Carol at 7:33 AM


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