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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, July 21, 2006

My Meeting With W


















Okay, I never really got to talk with him. And I really didn't even see him. But I saw his MOTORCADE (couldn't get close enough to get a photo)! How much oil does it take to get a prez to someone's house??? Geeez. I didn't count the vehicles (mostly vans), but I KNOW he couldn't have enough friends to need THAT many vehicles!

Today, W is in Denver at a $1000 a plate fundrasier for a Republican Congressional candidate. Forty to fifty of us stood at the corner of Hampden and University to welcome the man who dares to call himself our prez. Oh my God! From the responses today, I would say that W is not a popular man! People must finally be over him!

Of course that doesn't matter. We are still stuck with him for too long.

While W schmoozed with the rich guys, some of my friends gave food to the people that W has never even known exist - the homeless people, including many vets that fought our wars and then were forgotten. You know, the people who would really enjoy a $5 a plate meal on a regular basis...

I'm not knocking a $1000/plate lunch. Well, yes I am. It's obscene. But W and his beneficiary are not the only people to participate in such excesses. Both parties are guilty, so I can't complain about W any more than any other member of our elite ruling party.

What Would Gandhi (or Jesus or anyone who listened to their heart) Do?

posted by Carol at 2:35 PM

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