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Be Grateful…

March 27th, 2008 by MamaBear

…For what you have. Right now you could be a starving orphan in Iraq. Or one of millions of Iraqi refugees, half-forgotten by the world. Be grateful that you are not a newly hatched and vulnerable tropical baby bird in a nest up in an old-growth forest that’s about to be demolished in order to make way for “progress” and “civilization” somewhere in Central America. Thank God you aren’t a caged zoo animal that exists solely for the bored amusement of others who pay to ogle you somewhere, anywhere, on this globe.

Be grateful. Be grateful. Be grateful.

I am. Or at least, I try to be.

One of my daughter’s all-time favorite books is Global Babies. It is a book about babies around the world. Strangely enough, it has two pictures of babies from the United States (out of a total of 16 babies in the entire book), but I guess it’s a silly way of appeasing the now-dominant Imperial power (the new Rome, if you will, which = United States of America)??? The publisher is located in the United States, so I guess that’s part of it too. Other than this minor little detail, the book is truly wonderful, and my daughter asks to have it read to her over and over and over again. I highly recommend that you either borrow it from your library or purchase it to have for your family’s collection. Its virtues and peaceful teachings are numerous.

Here’s a picture of the cover:

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What I really want to do here, though, is include a picture of the Iraq baby:

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This baby is loved (as are all the babies in the book).  I can’t tell if the Iraq baby is a boy or a girl (I’m guessing boy), but it doesn’t matter. I wonder about this baby a lot. I wonder if this baby is safe, if this baby is being fed. I wonder if this baby has a mother and a father now, after this long and unnecessary war has waged on for so long. More than anything, I wonder about other babies like this one, other babies born and now being raised in Iraq. Are they safe? Who is taking care of them? Who is making sure their mothers and fathers are safe? Do they have clean water to drink? Are they safe from radiation from U.S.-made weapons? Who is making sure these Iraqi families feel peace? What are we doing to make sure these children and, more importantly, the caretakers of these children, are safe, clean, comfortable, at peace? Who is caring for the mothers and fathers of Iraq so that they may care for their children?

Think about what life may be like in Iraq for these families.  I dare you to complain about anything in your life right now.

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It’s O.K. to Cry.

February 6th, 2008 by MamaBear

I am not surprised. I am disappointed, but I’m not surprised.

“The United States is not ready for a female president,” I kept hearing… I didn’t want to believe that. I didn’t want to let myself believe that. (”It’s not true,” I kept telling myself. I still do.)

And then. A female contender for the presidency demonstrates that she is human, that she contains within her the vast range of human emotion, just like all of us do, like we always have (though we may not want to show it, for fear of…?) … And… The same old, tired, familiar misogyny rears its ugly head up again.

I don’t watch t.v. I dedicated a whole post to that, once upon a time. So, you see, I don’t experience the fullness of that hatred like a lot of people do. I don’t allow myself to internalize it. And, lately, I haven’t really been reading the news online either, because the truth is politics is so much illusion-making that it’s really quite tiresome for me, and it’s hard to escape the bullshit even on what is supposedly called “news.”

I’ve been focusing on other things. On my life. On growth and renewal. On making the world, my world, our world, better, …one person, one moment at a time.

But.

Something really troubling happened today. The man I love and have loved for so long shared with me an opinion that I cannot avoid, ignore, or pretend does not exist in the world. …Because it’s in my home, my sacred space. It’s in my very safe (I thought) Bear Cave.

I am not allowing this negativity to take over my safety. I am still safe, and I will continue to be. But I feel the need to share this moment with you. It is … very troubling…

My hope is that whoever attains the position of Presidency (and Vice Presidency) of the United States, that that person be a good person, a truthful person. I know no person is all good or all honest all the time… But our current Vice President is an imposter, and a corrupted man… Some would (and have) say that he is evil, and honestly, I can’t disagree with that sentiment. He has affected our nation’s very naive President in a very damaging and horrible way. And they both know it. They did nothing to stop themselves from committing treasonous act after treasonous act, so betraying to the people of this great land that they felt the need to create lies to cover up more lies… Maybe they can’t help it? I don’t know. I CAN’T know. There is no crystal ball for this. They were both wrong then, when the worst happened (9/11, and all the pain that propagated from that horrible tragedy) and they’re both wrong now. And now, even if they’re different, changed people, even if they’ve learned from some of their mistakes, it’s too late for them (thankfully), to do much more. I am grateful for that, that their time is coming to an end. It is time for a change. A change for the better.

So, back to the present time, to now, and to the impending, hopeful future… I feel very cautious about who I will vote for (make no mistake about this: I WILL be voting), and I am screening very carefully the kind of information I let into my life. I have always been very cautious, and will continue to be. It has served me well. In fact, you could say it has never let me down. I hope you, too, are cautious about the sort of influences you let in your sacred spaces. I urge you to be cautious about the kind of information you let into your hearts, dear readers, because sometimes… Sometimes it’s all you have to keep you safe.

Oh, and I feel the need to say this, too… It really is o.k. to cry. I think anyone who tries to bully someone for crying is not to be trusted, at least for that moment.

Peace to all of you.

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