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Mothers Who Really Matter

I have some dear friends from here in Helena, Montana.  Mother, Father, Daughter, and Son,  the Olsens are now in Botswana, caring for the orphan children there.  AIDS has left many children with no home, no food, no care, and no love.

Today, I received a beautiful gift, enclosed in a card from the Olsens, those amazing and courageous missionaries who have left everything—friends and home—to venture to a place where they felt called to go.

They are following their Holy Orders from the Universe (or God, or fill in blank____) with great love, compassion, and  beauty.

I have nothing but admiration and love for them.  The gift that was enclosed was made by Lorato Molapisane of Semolale Botswana.  I hope you will go read about the organization founded on peace, love, and sharing. This is a human manifestation of God, in a place where God’s Love, flowing through these wonderful people, is greatly needed.  And we wonder sometimes where God is these days.  Look around, and then smile.   How lovely!  Angels all around us, every day.  How beautiful!

Mothers for all logo

*<twinkles>*

iloilo 6 May 2011

 

Women of Peace, Try Something Better: Cooperative Reasoning

Let us not lament the collapse of a corrupt and outmoded form of government.  It was a good government for a bit of its life, but was rampant with contradictions—contradictions that government tries to defend by the use of yet more force.

Read that again.

We can do better, we humans of peace.  We can come up with a new form of government, based on reasoning rather than force.  We have the opportunity to create a peaceful, free market form of government—if we must have any institutions by that odious name—we can have governments based on reason, not on force.  That is why we have thinking minds: so that we do not need to resort to the initiation of force.  Brains, not bombs. We thinking humans can communicate and reason.

Cooperative reasoning has solved every human problem that has ever been solved, from polio to pedometers.

Why are some humans still trying to use clubs and bombs against other humans?

It is time to stop it.

Women—and men of peace—let us gather together and use reasoning and thinking.

We can do it.

*<  That’s why we are here.  :-)  >*

*<twinkles>*

iloilo 29 April 2011

Strategic Capability

We peaceful thinkers better step up our game.

Please read this.

Comments welcome, new memes welcome.

iloilo

Amazing Grace

How beautiful is the human voice!

We were made by our Creator to manifest peace and beauty, and to live in joy and love.  The passion and message of this song is poignantly apt this Lenten Season. And tomorrow we begin Passover, as usual. How joyful a celebration is our recognition of our Creator!

Knowing the origins of this song, as I am sure you do, too, is it not especially fitting during these years of the New Reformation?  We are witnessing again Divine Intervention, as more slavers come to Grace and give up practicing slavery against other humans.  Help them along: share this with all the public servants you know.

Share it and send along an appropriate and loving message:

“It is time for you to leave the employ of  government by force, and find honest work among your sisters and brothers. Regain your nobility.  Live in and by peace.  You are a good person, and you deserve better.”

Enjoy this magnificent performance.  Share it with your friends.  Share it with those who will be lifted up by its message and beauty.

Peace and Light to everyone.

iloilo 17 April 2011

 

Peace in Our Time

We are not fools.

“It should be obvious by now to everyone that governments are not initiating enough force against peaceful individuals, or else all the human-caused problems on this Earth would be solved.” — A politician

Now, that was foolish, right?

As I was blessing my squash, cucumber, basil, cilantro, and rosemary seedlings this evening, and welcoming them, on behalf of their parents, to this existence, I also thanked them for their wisdom.  I have never been attacked by a plant.

Yes, I’ve had poison ivy, one bad (tiny Aminita) mushroom, which sent me reeling and unable to walk for a bit, but no initiation of force against my life, at least so far.  And even the poison ivy is a reminder of the biting snakes which often hide under its leaves.

All of nature is rough and tumble.  Fang and tooth.  But I love the peaceful wisdom of a seed.  A seed knows what to do, given the least bit of encouragement, of sensed hope, and of care. It becomes what it is bred to be.  I think you get to see who people are when they have the least bit of encouragement, of sensed hope, and of caring.

Love.  That is all a seed needs. I think it is what the world needs, too.  And has for some time, because we all keep talking about it for centuries and eons.  We humans.

But this time, I think we can teach fast enough, far enough—we team players for peace—to effect the change.  I really do.

Don’t you wonder if we could do it?

Wouldn’t you like to be part of trying?

If this is a game, which it is, actually, then I think this is the Peace On Earth Team, don’t you?

Hey, poets, let’s keep making all these wonderful moves!  We are planting new seeds, and they are sprouting.  How delightful, how shiny, is that?

Isn’t the internet wonderfully fertile ground?  Iamsmiling.

iloilo  1 april 2011

ps…there are a gazillion other challenges for having adventures after we give up warfare: space colonization would be a nice adventure, I think, don’t you?

 

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