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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

 

Sunday, October 08, 2006

What a Great World

In case you are not following Marshall Thompson's walk through Utah, below is his journal entry from yesterday. Marshall is a soldier who has recently returned from Iraq. He is walking to bring about the awareness that we need to bring our soldiers home. He has 21 days and 374 more miles to go in his walk.

From Marshall's journal:

Day 6

October 7, 2006

About 60 people showed up this blustery morning on the capital building steps to start the walk. Aaron Davis and the Veterans for Peace pinned me with a button and declared me an honorary member. It was an honor. I then tried to read a prepared statement, but I didn’t do too well. It was good to get the walking started, I’m better at walking than speaking.

We got a lot of rain, but people just kept coming to walk. We stopped in front of the Salt Lake City office building to look at the Eyes Wide Open display of boots and shoes representing those who have died in Iraq. The Department of Peace set up the exhibit and it was very touching.

On the way, we met a former Army ranger who was in favor of the war, although he admitted to me later that he did think the U.S. should leave at some point. Excellent, I said, let’s start talking about plans for withdrawal. In the end, we agreed more than we disagreed. He walked a long way with us and by the time he left, he was one of the gang. He was even annoyed when a young kid in a uniform told us we were all pieces of crap. (I cleaned it up a bit).

We stopped for lunch at the Grecian Gardens and the proprietor was kind enough to host the large group of wet protesters.

For the rest of the day, people came and went, but there was always a sizable group. About ten stalwarts walked all 18 miles with me. It was amazing. One was a 65-year-old grandma who carried a sign that read, “grandma for peace.” She planned on walking 21 blocks, but stayed with us the whole way. I’ve walked over 100 miles now, and I’ve never walked alone.

After the walk, we went to a potluck dinner organized by our friend LeAnn. There was wonderful food and wonderful company. I returned to our hotel room convinced, now more than ever, that there are tons of good people out there. What a great world.

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posted by Carol at 12:06 PM


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