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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

 

Tuesday, June 20, 2006

Remembering















Like the meadowlark
Singing to no one in particular
Singing
Because that is what a meadowlark does

Like the sunflower
Who stretches to the light
Growing
Because that is all it knows

Like the river
Flowing over rocks in the stream
Running, freezing, melting
Giving life

We, too, can be the I am of who we are
Waking up
To the joy, love and wonder
That has permeated our cells
Since before we were first created

Hate, judgment, and criticism
Are cancers to our very organism
Growing out of control
And eating up our life force
Torturing the tortured to no avail

But with kindness, we may remember
What it means to be

Human
Alive and loving
Curious, caring, and joyful
Because that is our true nature



Photo by the only cousin - out of all of my gazillion cousins - that I still know. I am eternally grateful that he is in my life. See more of his work at HawklinePhotography.com

posted by Carol at 2:50 PM

2 Comments:

Blogger BohemianActivist said...

Dear Carol, This is a truly sublime poem.What profundities breathed in such a lyrical way.I think you are amazing. I am so happy to read the writings of a true kindred spirit and fellow activist for peace and justice. Thank you for your inspiring blo. It warms my heart. You can be confident in the knowledge that even if you died today,(which i definitely hope u don't), u would have touched sum1's life in a positive way. I know for a fact u have blessed mine.Thank u once again.
Sincerely, a Fellow Activist

P.S.-I would love to put a link to your page up on my blog, but I don't know where to find one on your page. Do tell me how i can find one.Thank you very much.

5:54 PM  
Blogger Carol said...

Hello!

It was nice to hear from you!

I'm not sure what you mean by finding a link to use. You can link to my home page by using http://www.carolforpeace.com/

or link to the "Remembering" page by using http://www.carolforpeace.com/2006/06/remembering.html

12:39 PM  

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