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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

 

Monday, November 20, 2006

The Deciders

It's quite a dilemma when we have to figure out how to kill ONLY the people we want to kill and not others. Drew posted a link on his comment to my last post, but it didn't all show up, so I thought I would put it here.

From the article:

"In perhaps the most effective act of nonviolent protest in the six-year Palestinian uprising, hundreds of Gazans forced Israel over the weekend to call off airstrikes on the residence of a militant leader by swarming the house as human shields."

Yesterday, when we were shopping, my friend asked me what I thought about the soldiers who are being charged with rape and murder in Iraq. I told her that I couldn't figure out the difference between what they did and all of the other murders that we are doing there. I can't figure out why it is okay to kill some people, but not others. I can't figure out why we think that we are capable of making the decision about who is to live and who is to die.

So I applaud the people who are risking their lives to make human shields around the homes of targeted people in Gaza.

"But suppose God is black? What if we go to Heaven and we, all our lives, have treated the Negro as an inferior, and God is there, and we look up and He is not white? What then is our response?" -Robert F Kennedy, born on this day (I stole this from My Left Wing, with apologies, but I just couldn't help myself)

And I say, supposed that God is Muslim or Palestinian or Jewish or American or Iraqi or, or, or...

We are all sacred. Some of us don't know how to play well with others, but we just need time-out for that.

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posted by Carol at 9:04 AM


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