Happy Mercury Retrograde

Occupy Movement Faces Growing Pains

Here’s James Miller at the New York Times with a well-written article on the challenges facing the Occupy movement.

With the violence unfolding in Oakland and elsewhere, it’s imperative that people involved with these protests articulate a clear message that steers this movement away from violence, nihilism, and anarchy.

In Denver, protestors have expressed outrage toward the mayor and governor for not providing warmth and shelter during a storm. This sort of absurd diffusion of personal responsibility undermines the real inequalities, corruption, and systemic failure that the Occupy movement is intended to address. If this is truly intended to be a movement of the 99% – a dubious claim, as Mr. Miller points out – a more enlightened view of the supposedly better future needs to be imagined. And soon.

the Rebbe Getzel Davis, a bit of poetry, Nina Simone

All that glitters ain’t gold

All that’s holy don’t glitter

In the end we make blessings

with the rubble and the litter

 

 

At the Kol Nidre Services at Occupy Wall Street, my friend Getzel Davis offered this amazing dvar:

http://jewschool.com/2011/10/09/27069/occupy-kol-nidrei-ny-the-fallacy-that-gold-is-god/

Check it out!

 

say oo-ooh child things are gonna get easier

oo-ooh child things will get brighter

 

someday we’ll get it together and we’ll get it undone

someday when the world is much brighter

someday we’ll walk together in a beautiful sun

someday when the world is much lighter

- right now, right now, right now 

- originally sung by The Five Stairsteps

 

So Long Babylon?

babylon, babylon is fallin’
oh-oh, babylon is fallin’
- k-os

So amazing to see people taking to the streets in a peaceful, organized, and joyous fashion. Long live the power of protest and the power of the people!

Praise the Lord!

ladyoftheburn

Ostrich Medicine

“The Key to the Ark is Rooting Down”

One Love/People Get Ready:

http://www.earthship.org/index.php?option=com_content&view=article&id=613&Itemid=4

Hopi Elders’ Prophecy

Oraibi, Arizona, June 8, 2000

You have been telling people that this is the Eleventh Hour, now you
must go back and tell the people that this is the Hour. And there are
things to be considered. . . .

Where are you living?
What are you doing?
What are your relationships?
Are you in right relation?
Where is your water?

Know your garden.
It is time to speak your truth.
Create your community.
Be good to each other.
And do not look outside yourself for your leader.

Then he clasped his hands together, smiled, and said, “This could be a
good time! There is a river flowing now very fast. It is so great and
swift that there are those who will be afraid. They will try to hold on
to the shore. They will feel they are being torn apart and will suffer
greatly. Know the river has its destination. The elders say we must let
go of the shore, push off into the middle of the river, keep our eyes
open, and our heads above the water.

And I say, see who is in there with you and celebrate. At this time in
history, we are to take nothing personally, least of all ourselves. For
the moment that we do, our spiritual growth and journey come to a halt.

The time of the one wolf is over. Gather yourselves!
Banish the word ‘struggle’ from your attitude and your vocabulary. All
that we do now must be done in a sacred manner and in celebration.

We are the ones we’ve been waiting for.

Night Stalk in Boston

want to write something, haven’t written today
shape some syllables by the little bridge to pray
the creative spark
that dwelleth deep within
burning in its fire every remorse and perceived sin
that I bring from the past
up into this present moment

peace of mind is mine, it says
I just gotta own it
wake up, laugh, and work to join
the inner and the outer
the hopeful Buoy eternally bobbing
on the tumult and waves of the unceasing doubter

through slants and shadows
and ripples of light and dark
breathing fruit to then lie fallow
yeah, cycling with its kin
Hear the wisdom blowing
on the wings of the North Wind

and so I am, another day
I stop just to give thanks
feel the spirit fill me
all that despair was just angst
so along the river banks, i sit
there the river goes
here it comes again -
where’s it going?
who’s to know?

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