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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, October 24, 2006

Eid Mubarak!

Thinking about my Muslim friends. Today they celebrate Eid after participating in a month of fasting... EID MUBARAK!


Today I fast for the killers.

The death of our 2800th soldier in Iraq is the motivation for my fast, but I will not eat today so that I might get a taste - the only kind of taste that I'll get today ;-) - of suffering, knowing that there is always some kind of suffering that stimulates the need for one to kill another.

My resistance in the build-up to this fast was due to my fear of feeling uncomfortable from hunger. A funny thing about that: I almost don't need to fast in order to experience a small bite (there I go with another "eating" analogy!) of discomfort - the thought of one day without food was enough to give me two days of suffering as my mind struggled with its aversion to this process.

It's only 9:45 a.m., and this body and mind are already having their little temper tantrums, because they think that emptiness is good for chocolate wrappers, but not for them.

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posted by Carol at 7:43 AM

2 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Dear Carol,

I happened across your blog and read through some of your entries. You're writing exactly what is in my heart too. Thanks for sharing.

Jenny

10:33 AM  
Blogger Carol said...

Thanks for visiting, Jenny!

It's always wonderful to connect with other hearts!

11:27 AM  

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