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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, February 02, 2007

Young People Give Me Hope


Slam Poets at the Rally Last Weekend

I recorded 99% of the rally this past weekend, but for some reason, I turned off the recorder during the slam poetry. So I didn't get the best part: Teenagers expressing what they see going on and what's deep inside them.

These teens are going to the Denver School of the Arts where, it appears, they are allowed to speak truth as they see it, instead of being fed the "right" things to say.

It was hard to listen to them as they ranted about how it is only right that the person who calls himself our leader (or any other leader) should eat the bodies of those whose lives have been taken because of his orders. I was uncomfortable. But I got it when they said that if someone chooses to kill, then they should have to eat the heart of the human whose life they took. In other words - my take - if you can't see the other as human, if you won't see the person's wounds and guts, if you can't admit that the other person has a heart just like yours, then it is too easy for you to kill.

I have not written this as skillfully as these young people. I am not able to convey the punch in the gut that I felt while listening to them. And I apologize for that.


posted by Carol at 3:50 PM


2 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

ya know..."the kids are all right"
This has been a harsh week for me with two friends dying..however both knew that our life's mulch provides nourishment for others...Thank you for this recognition of those who are more aware..than we give them credit..

nogo postal
(corner of 38th and Federal 3-4 p.m. Sat...)

12:56 PM  
Blogger Carol said...

Hey you!

Sorry to hear about the loss of your friends.

Mebbe I'll have to check out your corner sometime after my Women in Black vigil.

1:02 PM  

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