<note to self>
i practice meditation. i guess they call it a ‘practice’ cuz it’s practice for the real thing. which is always happening, eh? but one goal of meditation is to be here now. this *is* the real thing. sometimes that’s tough. my mind goes wandering. it goes here, it goes there. it regrets the past. it worries about the future, planning for things that may or may not happen. but i guess it’s usual to have a wandering mind. one thing you learn, however, is you’re more than your mind. when it’s not busy making other plans, i try to meditate. but usually i meditate cuz it’s practice for the real thing, whatever that is.
Bruce Cockburn, They Call It Democracy. my earworm. why? because it has the line about modern slavers (see below).
Michael Tippet, A Child Of Our Time (tx, kd). Although very twentieth century in its contrast of opposites, very Jungian, it features nineteenth century spirituals. British-American slavery too was an opposite.
Sarah McLachlan, Possession. another earworm. actually, the whole album, fumbling towards ecstacy, is good.
the women of the wedding party and the groom.
Modern (or contemporary) slavery even exists, for example, in ‘the UK where Home Office estimates suggest 10,000 to 13,000 victims. This includes, forced work of various kinds, such as forced prostitution.’ Bruce Cockburn sings, ‘Modern slavers in drag as champions of freedom.’
Garrison Keilor observes that ‘seventy years ago today, in 1945, the United States dropped an atomic bomb on the Japanese city of Hiroshima.’ Richard Rohr notes, ‘The “dawn of the nuclear age” began near my home here in New Mexico; the first atomic bomb was developed in Los Alamos and tested at “Trinity Site” near Alamogordo. This is a reminder to me that my capacity for evil is as close as my backyard and my own shadow.’ (pictured is ‘the monument of the A-bombed teachers and students of national elementary schools’ in hiroshima.)
watched the leaders’ debate.
‘Sages and saints have explored the ordinary and everyday in the attempt to understand the extraordinary and divine. The ritual of the Japanese tea ceremony…. Standing up in a crowded room and saying, “My name is John, and I am an alcoholic”.’ p1, The Spirituality Of Imperfection by Ernest Kurtz and Katherine Ketcham.
susan down east. reading the above, and honeymoon etymology (for example, this, this, and these). honeymoon is an old word. here’s a new one: ‘treeprived’, from the ‘queen of green‘, and some great ideas, too. (photo by tania simpson; tx, sh)
Jean Vanier writes, ‘The value of efficiency, power, money and pleasure have become all-important in our world today. They tend to eliminate the values of compassion, humility and presence to the powerless. The mass media nourish and encourage this vision rooted in force, in which exteriority and appearance are more important than interiority and being. We constantly need people to remind us of where true inner freedom and peace are to be found.’
Seventy years ago Nagasaki was bombed with a single nuclear device, three days after Hiroshima. ‘The uranium for those bombs came from Saskatchewan. Saskatchewan is the second largest exporter of uranium in the world. Uranium is used for only 2 things–nuclear bombs and nuclear power. Both produce toxic radioactive wastes that will be deadly for millions of years.’
‘For [mystics,] contemplation and action are not opposites, but two interdependent forms of a life that is one–a life that rushes out to a passionate communion with the true and beautiful.’–Evelyn Underhill