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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, August 21, 2007



At the Fort Logan burial of a homeless veteran Monday, government and mortuary officials did their best to give the late Charles W. Bean the semblance of normalcy in death that he couldn't find in life.

But even at this sublimely beautiful lakeside chapel on a hilltop at impeccable Fort Logan National Cemetery, the disarray that must have defined Charles Bean's life was represented by a vacuum.

There were only six chairs in one row before Bean's copper-colored casket, and only two of those filled by people who knew his name. There were no family members that anyone could find. No photograph of the deceased on the program or propped atop the casket.

No words spoken aloud from anyone who knew anything about Bean, who died Aug. 8, a day after his 58th birthday.

There were taps, a friendly chaplain struggling to help his small audience make a connection, and a lingering sadness that a fresh breeze can't blow away.



A Colorado census last year estimated more than 16,000 people are living homeless. Some surveys put the percentage of the homeless who are veterans as high as 23 percent.

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