Feels some days as though the apocalypse is breathing – breathing HOTLY – right down our necks … doesn’t it? Fukushima is always in a corner of my mind, haunting me, taunting me with its sick promise of yet worse to come. Just recently there was a Fukushima-related “hoax” going around the Internet, then Arnie G. did a podcast, & some of us are wondering, how soon would “officials” tell us the truth if/when the reactor pool did/does blow?? (P.S. after posting this: latest Fairewinds podcast has been posted here - haven't even had time yet to watch it myself!? But will do so shortly....)
Sure feels that way...doesn’t it??
p.s. she says, after getting back from yet another lovely walk (far as I know, that’s the only kind there is) – & yes, it did rain some, but I had gone prepared in raincoat & hiking boots, because after all, as a friend used to say, “We are not made of spun sugar” (i.e., we will not melt if we go out in the rain...admittedly very tame weather conditions where I am living. Just finding out hours after posting this about how serious this oncoming storm is. Eeeeeek.).
p.p.s. Quotes & postings about walking here.
p.s. # 3 (next day, i.e. Mon. Oct. 29th): Please check out my buddy Steve's blog Hurricane Sandy Speaks.
‘Quote of the day’ with this post: “Be truthful, gentle and fearless.” – Gandhi
“Give thanks for each day. You will never get to live it over again.” – sign on church billboard.
“In our daily lives, we must see that it is not happiness that makes us grateful, but the gratefulness that makes us happy.” – Albert Clarke, quoted in Speak Peace in a World of Conflict – What You Say Next Will Change Your World, by Marshall B. Rosenberg
Brenda Ueland on creativity: “Why should we all use our creative power? … Because there is nothing that makes people so generous, joyful, lively, bold and compassionate, so indifferent to fighting and the accumulation of objects and money.” – Brenda Ueland (American writer, 1891-1985)
Zen Story: A man travelling across a field encountered a tiger. He fled, the tiger after him. Coming to a precipice, he caught hold of the root of a wild vine & swung himself over the edge.
The tiger sniffed at him from above. Trembling, the man looked down to where, far below, another tiger was waiting to eat him. Only the vine sustained him. Two mice, one white & one black, little by little started to gnaw away the vine. The man then saw a luscious strawberry near him. Grasping the vine with one hand, he plucked the strawberry with the other. How sweet it tasted!
“I do not want to talk about what you understand about this world. I want to know what you will do about it. I do not want to know what you hope. I want to know what you will work for. I do not want your sympathy for the needs of humanity. I want your muscle.” ~ Robert Fulghum (just re-read a post called 'Who's to Blame' here, & re-discovered this very cool quotation. Why don't I ever come up with stuff that brilliant????)