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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

 

Saturday, September 15, 2007

D.C.

Today was a sightseeing day - AND the day that I got to meet a fellow blogger, Robert Rouse of Left of Centrist. Funny - when two bloggers arrange to meet, it is so easy to find each other in a crowd. No surprises. Yep, he looks just like he does in his photos and videos.

I will publish photos when blogger will let me...

In the meantime, I'll take you on a tour of my pics, so that when I post them, you'll already know what they are.

We first spent a few hours at the Holocaust Museum. No photos of that, except those that will live in my head for a very long time...

This is the WWII Memorial. I wanted to get photos of this for my dad - a WWII vet who has not been to D.C since this was created. My dad was in the South Pacific, so I got photos that commemorated events in that area of the world.

Here's the Vietnam Memorial, with people doing rubbings of names that mean something to them. Interesting that, even though this piece of art is really beautiful and poignant, after reading of it for years and seeing photos of it, I had created a much larger scene in my mind than what is really there.

At the Washington Monument, I took a photo of a little boy trying to push the monument over. He would've succeeded in toppling it, too, if it hadn't been for the woman standing against it and holding it up.

Soon after we arrived at this huge obelisk, a familiar person in an orange shirt showed up. Robert, with his hair that won't be cut until the war ends, took time out of his job as schmoozer/connector/master of the blogosphere to meet little ol' me. Here's a photo to prove it. That was fun!

Oh! I forgot! Here's a photo of a heron standing in a pond with the Washington Monument in the background. I love the birds, squirrels, flowers and trees here more than any of the man-made stuff.

I didn't get any photos of the Capitol or White House (do I hear a roar of "Thank you for not boring us with those!"?)

All in all, it felt like I put about 20 miles on my new sandals (dumb idea - wearing new sandals for the first time while walking all over the place). The people here are all really friendly and helpful. There are too many police officers, and we had to go through too many metal detectors. Living in the West, I am not used to mass transit, which we took to and from Maryland and D.C. M.T. is a very fine concept - we should think about that in Denver sometime - but it is a little intimidating when trying to be sure that we are getting on and off the right trains. That's when more of those friendly Maryland/D.C. people come in handy.

Tomorrow is the march. Hubba hubba. I should be able to meet another blogger then, also. Mary from Get Your Own will be there.

Long days... droopy eyes...

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