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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, January 29, 2008


For life and death are one, even as the river and the sea are one.
- Kahlil Gibran

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Wednesday, October 24, 2007

It's Hard to Look at the Blood on our Hands

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Thursday, May 24, 2007

Up Close and Personal




I'm in Roseville, CA right now, visiting my daughter. Yesterday, I took a long walk which led me down a sidewalk along a busy street and into an open space park of birds and wildflowers. On the way to the park, I passed a dead squirrel on the sidewalk. I don't remember ever seeing a dead squirrel on a sidewalk before - especially one that looked perfect except for a pool of blood under its head. They are usually on the street and somewhat mangled. A few blocks past this cute rodent, I wondered why I take photos of beautiful scenery and flowers, but walk right past a dead squirrel without considering it to be worthy of a photo. Why is it less beautiful than the photos I posted yesterday? So I vowed that, if the little guy was still there when I came back, I would take photos of him. He was, and I did.

There are some people (like someone with the first initial of G) who believe that we should not see the truth of death. They send people to war, but ignore the fact that many honorable men and women come back in flag-draped boxes.

So, in order to rise above this example our leaders exhibit, I want to expose what is real without filtering out the uncomfortable.

My teacher's last words to me as I left her at the airport: "Don't be afraid to say the hard things."


Let children walk with Nature, let them see the beautiful blendings and communions of death and life, their joyous inseparable unity, as taught in woods and meadows, plains and mountains and streams of our blessed star, and they will learn that death is stingless indeed, and as beautiful as life. - John Muir

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