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“Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that. Hate multiplies hate, violence multiplies violence, and toughness multiplies toughness in a descending spiral of destruction….

The chain reaction of evil–hate begetting hate, wars producing more wars–must be broken, or we shall be plunged into the dark abyss of
annihilation.”

Martin Luther King, Jr., Strength To Love, 1963.

Sr. Susan, over at Musings, has posted a lovely post election prayer which includes the following:

. . . . .

Watch over our new president-elect–
keep him safe and sound.
Watch over our proud and diverse citizenry,
heal our divisions and
grant us whatever it is that we need to
truly become
that more perfect union long promised
and often wished for.

May peace prevail
in our homes, our nation, our world.
May all your children grow in awareness
that we are one.
May neighbor watch over neighbor.
May your kindom come.
Amen.

And I join my voice to hers in praying for our nation, our world.  Amen.

happy home day

On March 29, 2008 at 8 p.m., join millions of people around the world in making a statement about climate change by turning off your lights for Earth Hour, an event created by the World Wildlife Fund

Earth Hour was created by WWF in Sydney, Australia in 2007, and in one year has grown from an event in one city to a global movement. In 2008, millions of people, businesses, governments and civic organizations in nearly 200 cities around the globe will turn out for Earth Hour. More than 100 cities across North America will participate, including the US flagships–Atlanta, Chicago, Phoenix and San Francisco and Ottawa, Montreal, Toronto and Vancouver

We invite everyone throughout North America and around the world to turn off the lights for an hour starting at 8 p.m. (your own local time)–whether at home or at work, with friends and family or solo, in a big city or a small town.

risking my heart (because I believe that’s what it’s for.)

"Rubble is the ground on which our deepest friendships are built. If
you haven’t already, you will lose someone you can’t live without, and
your heart will be badly broken, and you never completely get over the
loss of a deeply beloved person. But this is also good news. The person
lives forever, in your broken heart that doesn’t seal back up. And you
come through, and you learn to dance with the banged-up heart. You
dance to the absurdities of life; you dance to the minuet of old
friendships." –Anne Lamott

My prayers and those of my sisters are with the community in Blacksburg, Virginia.  Because I so recently have been affected by loss of a loved one, I can readily imagine the pain of loss and the grief that the families of the victims will be dealing with.  I am quite sure that their grief will be unbelievably more difficult because of the deaths. 

At the school with which I minister we will be having a prayer service for victims of violence.  I know there are many resources out there and I’m probably late to the story/sharing.  But, here are two links that helped me plan and prepare.   1. NFCYM (the National Federation of Catholic Youth Ministers) has a violence resource page that can be found here.  2. NFCYM links to St. Mary’s Press which has a prayer service for times like these.  It can be found here.

We will be praying for those who died in Virginia this week.  And all those too who have died all over the world this week, these weeks, this month, this year… in unexpected violence.  And what violence, really, is anything but unexpected.

We
                Can Create
               

                A Better World

               
Every
                Act of
                Compassion
                Makes a Difference!

               
Every Day Counts
                for A Better World

               
One Heart, One Day
                at a time!

Peace
Knit for Peace
: March 21, 2007

Earth Day I (March 20)

 

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Sleeping in the Forest

I thought the earth remembered me,
she took me back so tenderly,
arranging her dark skirts,
her pockets full of lichens and seeds.
I slept as never before,
a stone on the riverbed,
nothing between me and the white fire of the stars but my thoughts,
         
and they floated light as moths among the branches of the perfect trees.
         
All night I heard the small kingdoms breathing around me,
the insects, and the birds who do their work in the darkness.
All night I rose and fell, as if in water, grappling with a luminous doom.
By morning I had vanished at least a dozen times into something better.         

       


          Mary Oliver

 

 

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Today be Talk like a pirate day and The Harlot has the knitterly scoop.

G’day, then.  I’m off to swindle me some grog!

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