I am a wanderer. I would say that I am a seeker, but sometimes I have no idea what I might be seeking, so I will stick with wanderer. This blog is more a public journal than anything. I don't claim to have life figured out. I simply stumble from mystery to mystery, and share my reflections along the way. Sometimes I feel burdened, and trudge. Sometimes? Well sometimes grace breaks through, and its time to dance.
Monday, January 15, 2018
Bending History
“Few will have the greatness to bend history itself, but
each of us can work to change a small portion of events. It is from numberless
diverse acts of courage and belief that human history is shaped. Each time a
man stands up for an ideal, or acts to improve the lot of others, or strikes
out against injustice, he sends forth a tiny ripple of hope, and crossing each
other from a million different centers of energy and daring those ripples build
a current which can sweep down the mightiest walls of oppression and
resistance.”
Robert F. Kennedy
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Some mornings
When Finn the dog has nudged me to awareness
I suddenly wonder why I should bother to get up
The world seems like such a hopeless place
Evil rules
The wicked prosper
Injustice grows
Inequity is the mark of our society
In short, things are shit!
And I am just an aging
Wanna be retired wanna be
With no power, no voice
A reed blown in the wind
Buffeted, tossed to and fro
And I want to respond by shutting down
Or if not by shutting down
With anger
I want to attack and diminish those who I believe attack and
diminish the poor
The vulnerable
The different
And so I rant and ridicule
And in doing so, allow them to win
Whatever happened to random acts of kindness?
To generosity?
What if I resisted
Not a person, or a party
But resisted evil
With a kind word
With a helping hand
With patience
Truthfulness
Fairness
Compassion
It is not that any of us can stop combatting evil
We must fight against injustice
Oppression
Prejudice
Hate
But HOW we do it is important
Only by refusing to be pulled into the vortex of evil
Do we have a chance
Only if we stand up for what is right
And do so the right way….
Can we send forth ripples of hope
Across the still, dark waters of hopelessness
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