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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

 

Wednesday, March 28, 2007

Blathering

What to write, what to write...

I am sleeping a tad better, which gives me a better attitude on life and also allows me more energy to function. That is a good thing. I put a foam egg crate thingy on my bed and it makes a world of difference. I absolutely LOVE it! Feels like I'm sleeping on a cloud and my shoulders don't scream quite as much.

I am meeting with one of my friends every three weeks or so, and we are working through Stephen Levine's book, A Year to Live. With my shoulder pain and limitations and as I watch my friend who is suffering so much with her pancreatic cancer, this seems like good work to be doing.

I finished co-facilitating the communications class based on Marshall Rosenberg's Nonviolent Communication a few weeks ago, and it was a great experience. It was exciting to hear participants talk about the changes that were brought about in their lives from learning and using these skills. If Nonviolent Communication was taught in our schools (and used by our politicians), we would have a completely different world.

A few days ago, I was eating at my favorite restaurant - Ali Baba's - with a friend. A man from the table behind ours got up and walked around the table in a move that looked like he was going to help an elderly man get up. Only after helping the man get up, he put his arms around the elderly man from behind - doing the Heimlich maneuver. I have never seen anyone do this FOR REAL. Major adrenaline and thoughts about what if it doesn't work and I have to watch this man die in front of me... I picked up my cell phone and had hit the "9" button on my way to "911", knowing that help most likely would not be able to get there in time, when the Heimlich worked and all was well. Except my shaking hands. And probably the participants in this drama, although they acted very cool, obviously trying to avoid a scene.

I have been reading articles about our plans to bomb Iran. Webster G. Tarpley, in his article, Operation Bite: April 6 sneak attack by US forces against Iran planned, Russian military sources warn says that we will attack them on Good Friday. Friday is the Muslim sabbath, and Good Friday is, well, I didn't know it meant a good day to bomb the hell out of people. WWJD?

I don't know if it is true that we will be bombing them on the 6th or when, but this positioning makes me sick.

How do we stop this machine??? I used to believe that they would listen to us. Until there were hundreds of thousands in the street protesting the Iraq war. And the war happened anyway. And there have been thousands in the streets since then and the occupation continues. W has an approval rating of, what, 29 per cent? And he does what he does anyway.

I have been searching my soul for answers during these months of slowing down. Still don't know...

posted by Carol at 11:04 AM


2 Comments:

Blogger otowi said...

We have ABSOLUTELY no reason to attack Iran - no reason at all - it is ridiculous!

Levine's sounds like an interesting book. Living as if death were near is an Islamic concept as well - I think it may be in all the major religions....

6:01 PM  
Blogger Carol said...

Re: attacking Iran, I agree. I am very concerned.

Isn't it funny that, in our culture, we pretend that death is not near - or even a reality? I always love it when I hear a commercial that says, "If it weren't for blah blah blah, I would be a statistic". Well, Bub, there is no escaping statistic land.

Maybe you would be interested in someday posting some info on what Islam says about living with death nearby???

10:50 PM  

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