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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, August 22, 2006

Blossoms

The stone gives way to the river passing by, losing its sharp edges. The rose is only a rose for a few days before it drops its petals to enrich the earth.

I am touched as I witness the processes of members of the No Blood for Oil 12. The news only reports a view of an action. There is much more going on behind the scenes.

Ellen just submitted the letter below to the Boulder Weekly. Many Americans appear to like a neat tied-up package. I am thankful for the open ending and intrigued by the mystery of how the NBFO12 experience will affect change. When one person changes, we all change.

Ellen's Letter:

The path of resistnce, once embarked upon, can take you to unexpected places- in my case, 10 days of fasting and jail for blocking the entrance to a recruitment station with 12 others in Lakewood. A Jefferson County jury found us guilty and your paper reported that some of us "opted for jail time". "Opted". That's not a word I would have chosen. "Called upon" seems more accurate. Called upon to protest the devastation ongoing in Irag. Called upon to show that not all Americans condone what is taking place in our name. Sometimes it seems that when our governments policies are so odious, so destructive of life, so much a betrayal of everything you believe in, that jailed in opposition seems the best place to be.
The war is far away. It is all to easy to deny it's existence as we go about our lives. We do not have bombs raining down on our homes or explosive devices planted in our streets. Our children are not dying for lack of clean water, food or medicine. Our morgues are not overflowing. The actions 12 of us took in blocking the recruitment station, in bringing the case to a jury, in going to jail and fasting reflect an invitation. If ordinary people such as ourselves can resist in such a way, anyone can. But it's a strange thing- you think that you are resisting to bring about an end to the war, maybe to be an inspiration to others, but you discover, as one of my activist brothers said, that is is for yourself and that you are changed in ways that are still unfolding.

*****Photo courtesy of Larry G. Blackwood - Hawkline Photography*****

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posted by Carol at 7:57 AM


1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

When we started...we wanted our action on 11/18 to be one of education. To educate the Denver public on what our illegal war was doing to the Iraqi people..especially childern...

It is clear the real education was ours. We are still processing what we have learned...but all are committed to using it in making non-violence and open compassion common place.

Drew

10:20 AM  

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