Wednesday, June 30, 2010

peace


may peace prevail on earth and in me

Tuesday, June 29, 2010

insight...


may you have the hindsight to know where you've been, the foresight to know where you are going, and the insight to know when you have gone too far. Irish Blessing

Monday, June 28, 2010

blackout...


am in a self-imposed internet and cable news blackout. it's been quite refreshing not to angst, ponder or pout over the latest news, a sort of vacation.

i've been busy reading and finishing the first two books in the stieg larsson "millennium trilogy". the books are exciting thrillers (is that redundant?) with clear cut villains and heros; a refreshing change of pace from today's current events.
may peace prevail

Sunday, June 27, 2010

our...


what we are today comes from our thoughts of yesterday, and our present thoughts build our life of tomorrow. our life is the creation of the mind. Lord Buddha

Saturday, June 26, 2010

patience...


have patience with all things, but chiefly have patience with yourself. do not lose courage in considering your own imperfections but instantly set about remedying them - every day begin the task anew. Saint Francis de Sales

Friday, June 25, 2010

gone too soon...


(august 29, 1958 - june 25, 2009)
may his missions be accomplished.

destroyed...


america will never be destroyed from the outside. if we falter and lose our freedoms, it will be because we destroyed ourselves. Abraham Lincoln

Thursday, June 24, 2010

promises...


have been thinking a lot about promises, especially the seemingly obligatory ones made at various social events. wondering why some people have such a need to make declarations they have no intentions of fulfilling. "i meant it when i said it", someone once said to me.

thou ought to be nice, even to superstition, in keeping thy promises, and therefore equally cautious in making them. Thomas Fuller

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

presence...


unease, anxiety, tension, stress and worry - all forms of fear - are caused by too much future, and not enough presence. guilt, regret, resentment, grievances, sadness, bitterness and all forms of nonforgiveness are caused by too much past, and not enough presence. Eckhart Tolle

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

the cove...


(internet photo)
sunday was an exceptional day for viewing and digesting images and information. unable to find the national geographic produced documentary on the seed bank i settled for the last 30 minutes of an oprah winfrey narrated documentary called "life". this beautifully shot segment focused on sea and marine life.

while watching "life" a scene from the film "soylent green" rose unbidden to mind. the edgar g. robinson character is lying on a padded table surrounded by giant screens projecting life on earth as it used to be. in the film the screens were filled with animals cavorting across vast expanses of green grass in the bright sun. clean, unpolluted oceans filled with schools of fish and pods of dolphins were shown to the dying man to ease his transition. based on what is currently happening in the gulf of mexico, the thought raced through my mind, this "life" series will probably serve as our testiment of what "life was like".

shortly after viewing "life" we watched the 2009 oscar nominated best documentary "the cove". this film documents the annual killing of as many as 23,000 dolphins and porpoises in a hidden cove in a national park in taiji, japan. national geographic's louis psihoyos' courageous and daring film was partially shot and recorded with hidden cameras and microphones. the film calls on the IWC (international whaling commission), the citizens of japan and the world to put a stop to the secret, brutal, legalized massacre of cetaceans. as recently as last friday a right winged japanese political party lobbied to ban the screening of the film.

the juxtaposition of the the two shows couldn't have been more dramatic and sobering. if the adherents of creationism are right in their belief that g_d created the universe and all within it; i would like to pose a question: what the hell was s/he thinking when s/he created human beings?

Monday, June 21, 2010

the popoffs...



(internet photo)
sunday night was channel surfing and came across an infomercial which had me once again glued to the screen in utter disbelief. this time the head shaking was caused by a program from the genre i have self-titled "begging ministries". in this instance the viewer writes the host and his wife, peter and liz popoff (i won't bother to make a pun about their names) and request supernatural debt intervention. for a small donation mr popoff, manager of supernatural debt cancellation, will send the writer a tiny packet of miracle spring water and an anointed faith book.

judging from the taped testimonials of ordinary people, mostly black women refusing to look anywhere remotely close to the camera lens, and the wildly enthusiastic letters read from huge sheets of white paper by mrs popoff, the miracle spring water works!

the believers received anywhere from 2,000 to $17,000 after anointing their mail boxes with the spring water. apparently just receiving a letter of prediction from peter popoff is enough to ensure the receipt of large sums of money. mere days after holding the letter in their hands the petitioners became the recipients of this money.

i noticed by today's standards, the dollar amounts were quite modest; no one claimed to receive anything larger than $17,000. liz popoff tried to read each letter with as much emphasis as she could muster but you could see her struggling. she sat sideways on the edge of her plush seat looking as far away as possible from the camera lens. 

mrs popoff really seemed to squirm when she read a letter stating that after receiving the miracle water, the writer, a man, had gotten a job paying $15 an hour. he was now able to pay his bills and send his mother money. even liz knew the $15 wasn't going to stretch very far in today's economy!

a google search of the popoffs reveals thousands of listings; evidently they've been around for 20+ years. this latest "pray over your credit card debit" is one in a long line of scams to part people from their money. it is apparently working!

there is no denying the inventiveness of a "hookup to the supernatural for debt control" but this "begging mission" is WRONG on so many levels. it is sad that people are so desperate they would believe that something touted as miracle spring water (bet it's from a bathroom tap) could solve their financial crises. even more deplorable are the two people invoking the name of jesus to bilk people of their money.

oh well, suppose it's nothing new, just business as usual. i read my mother's copy of elmer gantry when i was very young, so know people have been writing about the god scams for quite a while.

summer solstice...


(internet photo of stonehenge)
today,
in the northern hemisphere,
is the summer solstice.
the word solstice which derives from the latin sol (sun) and sistere (to stand still) refers to the day of the year when the apparent movement of the sun's path comes to a stop before reversing direction.
it is the longest day and shortest night of the year... for many, the first day of summer.

since before recorded history, the summer solstice has been celebrated by the world's peoples. it was a time of the first harvest which marked an occasion of special celebration; a period of intensity, renewal and great potential. this day was symbolic of passion, desire and sensuality in humans and animals; witness shakespeare's "a midsummer night's dream".

As the sun spirals its longest dance, Cleanse us. As nature shows bounty and fertility. Bless us.
Let all thing live with loving intent. And to fulfill their truest destiny. taken from a Wiccan blessing for the summer.

Sunday, June 20, 2010

father's day...


each year on the third sunday in june, people in the u.s along with folk in 54 other countries celebrate father's day. according to wikipedia, father's day is a day to honor fathers and celebrate fatherhood, paternal bonds and the influence of fathers in society.

have only a cursory knowledge of my biological father but i was fortunate to have positive male figures in my life. there were two men i could talk to about politics and current events; they were "daddy" (the uncle who raised me) and uncle herman (an unrelated family friend) i saw a few times a year.

both men spoke without rancor about social, political and economic inequity, politics, the state of america and the world at large. i don't remember either one of them telling me what i thought or believed was wrong. these men emphasized and reiterated the need for fairness, the necessity of individuals performing their civic duties and how vital it is that we give back to our communities and the world at large.

during my teen years the u.s. was experiencing major social and political upheaval: the struggle for civil rights, the black and women's liberation movements, the vietnam war and the music revolution to name a few. on top of that, a world away, african countries were throwing off the yoke of colonialism and walking the road to independence. everybody, including me, was fighting to be free. i once asked my uncle if my adolescence had been difficult. he chuckled and replied, "no. you just wanted something different".

one day, a few years ago, i was thinking about things and telephoned my uncle (daddy). i told him that he was the only father i had ever known and thanked him for being a father to me. told him how appreciative and grateful i was for his input in my life and thanked him for being a part of the foundation of the person i am. then i said something i rarely, if ever, say, "god bless you". i think he was stunned. after a pause he said, "god bless you too, donna". that would be our last conversation, he died six months later.

may his missions be accomplished.

i am appreciative of president barack obama and the kind of father he is to his daughters. i see him providing a real life vision of what a father can and, yes, should be. the paternal role model he is to all of america's fathers makes one feel hopeful.
happy father's day!!!

Saturday, June 19, 2010

peace...


as we prepare for the summer solstice may peace prevail on earth

Friday, June 18, 2010

healing...


(internet photo)
received an email forward that originated from Dr. Masaru Emoto. the email in question suggested that we replace the anger we are feeling in terms of the gulf with an apology and love.

it is recommended that we focus our energies in response to the gulf tragedy on healing the waters and its inhabitants. this recommendation is based on dr. emoto's research which reportedly has revealed that water physically responds to emotions. (emoto is a controversial scientist who claims that the structure of water can be altered by a person's positive or negative thoughts.)

i would like to share of portion of the email and the healing prayer.

Right now, most of us have the predominately angry emotion when we consider what is happening in the Gulf. And while certainly we are justified in that emotion, we may be of greater assistance to our planet and its life forms if we sincerely, powerfully, and humbly pray the pray that Dr. Emoto has proposed.

"I send the energy of love and gratitude to the water and all the living creatures in the Gulf of Mexico and its surroundings.

To the whales, dolphins, pelicans, fish, shellfish, planktons, corals, algae and all living creatures, I give my heartfelt apology. Please forgive us. Thank you. We love you."

Thursday, June 17, 2010

community...


more of the inhabitants of this country and the communities of the industrialized world need to wake up from their denial about the near dire conditions of this planet. they need to rouse from that consumption induced slumber NOW. the land and seas we call ours belong to all the peoples of the world. the environmental good or ills done in one country impact ALL of us.

we abuse land because we regard it as a commodity belonging to us. when we see land as a community to which we belong, we may begin to use it with love and respect. Aldo Leopold

Wednesday, June 16, 2010

peace...



p e a c e, 和平,शांति, perdamaian, 평화, سلام, paix, שלום, barış, vrede, ความสงบ, խաղաղություն, мир, Frieden, ειρήνη, mir, rauha, 平和- paz, pace!!!

a plan...


(image from huffington post oil spill logo contest)
watched the presidential address from the oval office last night. no clear plan in sight or at least mentioned, not that i really expected one. was a rousing, thoughtful and impassioned speech; the pundits got the emotion they wanted. are they satisfied? nein. some of the figures barack quoted came straight from bp's pr department and you know they are lies. but he is vowing to make the reckless bp pay. i give bp till next week before they claim chapter 11 and then the gulf coast is really SOL.

another commission? enough already with the blue ribbon panels and the nobel prize winners leading this or that group. let other countries with experience in oil spills, who have offered to help, assist in this effort. not just the u.s. is at risk. hear cuba is preparing for the oil to hit its shores.

skim the oil, stop using the dispersants, spread and wo/man the booms and give the responders hazmat suits and masks. PLUG the hole. take away the oil industry's carte blanche. based on the speech we can expect another two weeks of gushing oil, you say two i say four to six. last but not least, along with "the carpenter that used to be a fisherman", we had better pray.

Boycott BP and all their products...Castrol, Arco, Aral, am/pm, Amoco, Wild Bean Cafe and Safeway gas.

Tuesday, June 15, 2010

lawn jockeys...


i have a long history of dislike and contempt for lawn jockeys; they're just a rung or so down from being as offensive as flying the confederate flag. i am offended when i see them because they are symbols of an era when entrenched racism and prejudices permeated the lives of millions of people in this country.

i have read the myths that the jockeys were used as a symbol of refuge for escaped slaves on the underground railroad. the color of the ribbon tied on the ring would signal whether or not it was safe for the refugee to seek sanctuary. not really sure i believe it but whatever... today, for many, they are racial flashpoints.

yesterday while driving to the post office noticed a woman was painting the faces of her two lawn jockeys. these tacky statues with their white faces and exaggerated features have been on display, flanking a driveway, for at least four or five years. after initially registering my contempt for them to my partner i have studiously ignored them.

i spoke to the woman and asked if she was painting the faces black. she informed me, rather quickly that she was irish. (not part of her cultural baggage, so okay to display i suppose.) when questioned as to whether she was painting them black, "yes, did you see someone painted their faces white (this said with indignation) but look at their features. so i'm priming them now but yes, i'm going to paint their faces black." pointing to a jockey sitting on a roof, she proudly proclaimed that she had jockeys everywhere.

i walked by this morning to take a photograph and the detailing of the clothing has painstakingly progressed. trying to explain the cultural insensitivity of painting the faces black was lost on deaf ears so guess the little fellas are still my neighbors. BUT they are now invisible to me because i can't expend my energy on being bothered by such useless rubbish.
may peace prevail on earth

Monday, June 14, 2010

water...


took the cross island ferry yesterday... was wonderful to be on the water for almost 90 minutes pretending i was ocean bound.

we call upon the waters that rim the earth, horizon to horizon, that flow in our rivers and streams, that fall upon our gardens and fields, and we ask that they teach us and show us the way. Native American, Chinook Blessing Litany.

Sunday, June 13, 2010

clouds...


have a real desire to walk with my head above the clouds.
may peace prevail

Saturday, June 12, 2010

bp lies...


(internet photo)
have been googling the oil spill and it REALLY is true that bp has commandeered the google search engine. each search seems to lead to a page with a tag that wants to show bp is working hard to help the gulf. be that as it may, bp wants only positive press that THEY generate.

didn't realize until yesterday how many bp stations there are in brooklyn and there are a lot!! perhaps because they had the lowest gasoline prices, sometimes by four cents, some stations seemed to be doing a booming business. one station was filled beyond capacity with taxis spilling into the street. it was a sea of yellow. suppose low gas prices trump the death of the gulf of mexico, lost of thousands of livelihoods, oil covered bird and marine life and the soiling of our coastal shores.

even if bp sold gasoline for two cents a gallon we would not enter the station to fill up.

BOYCOTT BP and all their products...Castrol, Arco, Aral, am/pm, Amoco, Wild Bean Cafe and Safeway gas.

Friday, June 11, 2010

H2O...


these days it is hard to look at a body of water without thinking of the gulf of mexico and the man-made crisis it is currently facing.

we never know the worth of water until the well runs dry. Thomas Fuller, 1732

Thursday, June 10, 2010

prayers...


sending prayers into the universe for this troubled planet and all its inhabitants. finding it a little difficult to be optimistic so am barely able to read or watch the news or informational sources. am looking, almost desperately, for comic relief.
may peace prevail on earth and in me

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

dressmaker...


time is a dressmaker specializing in alterations. Faith Baldwin

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

color...


clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storms, but to add color to my sunset sky. Rabindranath Tagore

Monday, June 7, 2010

clouds...


thus we play the fool with the time and the spirits of the wise sit in the clouds and mock us. William Shakespeare

yard sale...


(scan of anonymous photo from my collection)
on saturday we held a yard sale and i have to say it was both rewarding and exhausting. the sale was slated to open at 9 am which is relatively late by yard sale standards. we were up by 5:30 and crossing our fingers that the predicted rain would bypass our area, which by and large it did. by 6:30 people had begun to cruise by, in cars, trucks and on bicycles, casing the location. we had a "no early birds" sign posted but it didn't stop folks from trying to get a head start. a few people asked if they could just look around and one woman, when told no, said in a scathing voice, "i hope you don't have rain."

we had set up on our pebble driveway a long row of tables laden with all kinds of items, books, old cameras, collectable glassware, kitchen stuff, tools... off to the sides were other items like eames chairs, lamps, cleaned flower pots of various shapes and sizes, etc. (many rediscovered belongings that i found in my storage boxes were offered for sale.)

at 8:50 am a group of 12 to 15 people were gathered at the entrance of our driveway behind the sawhorse with the no "early birds" sign, chatting amicably and chaffing at the bit; it was nothing short of a starting line. my partner and i looked at each other, said are you ready and i yelled, "charge".

when i said "charge" the people sprinted towards the tables in what can only be called a sort of desperate frenzy. it was like being on a game show where the bell rings and people dash to fill their carts as quickly as possible. the group had been chatting and scoping out what they wanted then ran to snatch up the items. after the initial rush it slowed to a steady trickle of people and by 2:30 pm the yard sale was over; two or three stragglers came by as we began the arduous task of packing up.

i'm feeling quite satisfied because i got rid of a lot of things. many "once treasured" items went to nice new homes and i have quite a wad of one dollar bills. BUT we now have the task of getting rid of what we don't want or need, putting the house which looks like its been hit by a cyclone back in order and considering whether we should have another sale at the end of the summer.

Friday, June 4, 2010

boycott bp...


some friends of mine have pointed out that each bp gas station is an independently owned franchise thus we should be mindful of the livelihoods endangered by a boycott. i thought of that before i joined various boycott bp groups, but...

thousands of birds, animals and marine life are dying and will die, hundreds of miles of our national coastline is in jeopardy and the livelihoods of thousands of people are at risk if not terminated because of the corruption, greed and sheer negligence of bp and various governmental agencies and officials; unfortunately, the independent bp dealers will be collateral damage.

we MUST end our dependence on oil... boycott bp and end offshore deep sea drilling before we kill our entire planet.

Thursday, June 3, 2010

peonies...


the first peonies of the 2010 season

rear vue...


to look backward for a while is to refresh the eye, to restore it, and to render it the more fit for its prime function of looking forward. Margaret Fairless Barber
may peace prevail

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

home...


am back from my trip and as soon as i get some down time am going to post. it was an eye opener in many ways.