Posts Tagged ‘life’

Weaponry and Livingry

January 25, 2012

I listened to tonight’s State of the Union address while driving in my car. Though I stay away from politics in my blog posts for the most part, I do want to mention something that I heard in this speech which heartened me very much.

Describing Kibera, the largest slum in all of Africa, to a friend recently, I told him that it is very hard to reconcile how we let such situations happen as humans. People get pushed so far into the margins. It is almost impossible to for me to grasp how we let this go on, how people who can do space exploration and invent computer chips can’t seem to solve the problem of our brothers and sisters living in illness, filth and hunger. The friend I was speaking to is also a great fan of Buckminster Fuller. He quoted Bucky. The energy is going toward weaponry rather than livingry.

Bucky spoke about this regularly. If we were to put all of the resources that we invest in war into improving the quality of LIFE – just imagine. What couldn’t we do? I have been turning this around and around in my mind since that conversation.

Tonight I felt a genuine rush of feeling and relief to hear Obama say that a huge chunk of the budget from the Department of Defense for the first time will be put toward finding clean energy in our country. Funds for weaponry now to be invested in livingry! Later in the speech he mentioned rural peoples who need greater broadband equipment so that they can sell their goods internationally just like urban people do. Being a mountain person who suffers constantly with that neglect in the budgets, I felt that! He spoke of our roads and bridges in need of repair. Then came the magic words for me once more – funds that had been put toward war will now used for addressing these needs. My heart jumped. Livingry rather than weaponry.

Please hear our prayers, You Who listens, help us to¬†stop spending on weaponry. Why must it be so? Let us put all of that gorgeous innovation, energy and motivation into solving needs for living well, for all living things to live well. We humans make it seem so complicated, but maybe it doesn’t have to be. Maybe it can be simple.

The Living and the Dead

December 8, 2010

A friend is visiting me whose husband of 30 years, a man who was also a close friend to me and my dream analyst, died 3 months ago. We have been talking non-stop as if outside of time and space for more than 24 hours, with a little tiny bit of sleep in there somewhere. During this time visitations from not only her dear husband and my friend have been obvious and root shaking, but also those of others we have known who are now on the other side. It has been as if we were hosting a dialogue with the living and the dead, having us both in tears, awe and laughter much of the time. The veil that seems to separate the worlds is very thin. It seems so thick to those of us who are living mostly, but it is not.

We had spoken about the ancestors of this land and of our own lineages in a conversation, and delighted ourselves by inviting them to be with us and play in our space freely. Knowing that they only come to where they are welcome and invited, we asked them to join us here. We called them by name, including those whose names we don’t know, hoping that the very core of their inner selves would be with us here, not just the personas that they had had to live in the world. In the next two or three hours of time, thunderbolts of experience came into this space that we could never have anticipated, which uprooted us emotionally. We had no idea the tricks that we were invoking, or how deeply their truthfulness would invade us.

Death and Life

November 5, 2010

In excavating a poem I was looking for today, I re-encountered one I had filed written by Goethe. I was struck again by the last stanza of his poem called “Holy Longing.” This poem addressed me profoundly at a time when I felt I was suffering my own death, yet still I lived. It gave me unspeakable perspective and solace. The last stanza:

And so, as long as you haven’t experienced
This: to die and so to grow,
You are only a troubled guest
On the dark earth.

On comes winter now. All that was blooming and glorious dies and falls into the soil for a long cold incubation. And spring will arrive. On comes our own death now humanly and psychologically as we move into winter. Something of the psyche joins season to die, to fall into the earth, to decompose and get ready to re-seed life in the spring. Death makes life. Life makes death. Those who allow for death know life. Those who avoid and suppress it are “troubled guests on the dark earth.”

The story of Jesus says this. Don’t believe in death as we think of it, as an ending. Death brings resurrection.