Thank you Jim and Sheila

 Thank you for the buns. It really cheered me up. And I am full now. Hope you have a lovely day too.. I am grateful for the people who embrace their humanity with kindness.

looking around and within I see danger

Yes this is what I have been looking for. Humans who can see the danger in a future where power is prioritized.

If you believe that power is the only thing worth fighting for you forget the inspiration that came with wisdom, clarity, fairness and life affirming.

https://jeremylent.substack.com/p/how-artificial-scarcity-built-the?utm_campaign=email-half-post&r=pwb38&utm_source=substack&utm_medium=email 

Chris Hedges "Iran-and-gaza-are-only-the-beginning"

 https://chrishedges.substack.com/p/iran-and-gaza-are-only-the-beginning?utm_source=post-email-title&publication_id=778851&post_id=192366597&utm_campaign=email-post-title&isFreemail=true&r=pwb38&triedRedirect=true&utm_medium=email 

We were never saints, never in control of our nature, never obedient to GOD. We dressed up barbarity and called it religion. We tried to be saintly without blemish or sin but the ego kept getting the better of us, kept wincing at our sins, bad habits, the seeds of our nightmares. We looked to proof of superiority. We created psychology, science, art and ethics, because in our nightmares we knew we were not saints.

Life or Comfort?

1930's

I read today of a Nazi Prisoner who was imprisoned at a camp. Was it because she was an unmarried woman? Was it because she was Jewish?

I know now that Nazi camps imprisoned Jews, Catholics and those who were not white men. But I haven't read enough to know what the initiating reason was other than to create the myth of men being in control. Which ultimately meant creating a society of fantasy - we are all white. Obedient and strong.

This is playing out in the Trumpian America. 

If we are all good obedient strong citizens we shall make America great.

The idea of Christianity struggles with this in America. But it means, in my opinion, we can assume we are all the same if we look the same and therefore everyone will think the same as I think.

The truth is a monotheistic dream.

I prefer MLK's dream. And the fact a highly educated religious man was murdered because of the colour of his black skin,  is very disturbing to people who seek to live in peace.

Peace won't be available to us if we seek to feel superior and murder those who are smart, articulate and loving.

As a child who thought herself "not good enough" then in her fantasies said to herself, I will save the world.

Our imagination could at least inform us of our errors.

Thank You Danielle - there is hope yet

 https://daniellemoodie.substack.com/p/the-cost-of-hubris-how-exceptionalism?utm_source=podcast-email&publication_id=3059853&post_id=191494973&utm_campaign=email-play-on-substack&utm_content=watch_now_button&r=pwb38&triedRedirect=true&utm_medium=email

You Possess A Rare and Beautiful Gift

 No I am not about to get slushy or fill this page with sweet thoughts.

I was raised to believe I would never amount to anything. I was once a lay chaplain in the Unitarian Universalist church. Before that I became a wife and soon after that, a mother. I am now convinced that living a loving and responsible life is the reason. 

The people who said I would never amount to anything were mothers and housewives. My own mother believed our power was in the things we did and believed. My mother was also a singer, a dancer, a cook and housekeeper.  

She raised four children, loved and respected family but never spoke about her values. She relied on "feminine mystique" and was loved by many but the word LOVED was never used. 

In Britain at that time people did not use gushing words. This was England where many lost their lives or loved ones during WWII.'

I can hear one of my three children sigh. Because my writing is "preachy". I love all my children and grandchildren. They are part of my family who remind me that life matters. More than that, they are smarter than me.

I love the people who care about health, my mental health, the people who keep the Nanaimo Unitarian Fellowship going and the doctors and nurses who care about my health. I love the Jewish people, the Christian people, the gardeners, the tree trimmers, the producers of vegetables and TV programs. I love the neighbours who visit when my husband has to do his duties around the home and garden.

I love the people who have offered to take me to the synagogue when they were going. I love the mechanics who fix things. I love the neighbours who let me know when they are going shopping in case I need a lift. I love the woman who visits the tree in my back yard and trims it each year, the family who fix other broken things. 

This is a long-winded way of saying I love humanity.

Flowers or Man

I thought I would write another poem here.

But I did this instead

 

In all the media coverage that entered my computer

I think about a photo of Greta Thunburg

with an ad on top of that

saying she is struggling with her health

surrounded by advertising for things you can buy.

This is not the first time I have compared

life to the images bought and paid for

by corporations selling their products.