A Trusting Peace

Peace seems like such an ephemeral thing. I guess “they” like to to keep it that way so that we don’t think it’s attainable. But Peace is also a very grounded activity. You move Peace from heart to heart. It can catch fire, but it needs to build slowly from a very tiny fire.

When what you and I believe begins to work between us, people take notice. We build trust, in one another and in our shared work. We invite others to join us and slowly we reach that magical tipping point.

I believe that big Peace is built by trusting one another with our Dreams and our Processes. Step by step, and then leap by leap. But, small steps first. Peace is possible, I believe that in the depths of my soul. And we’re the people. I believe that to. So, small steps forward. Onward, into Trust and Peace!

PeaceMarch22

A Civil Peace

Here’s the thing about high ideals. They require a lot of step-by-step on the ground work. So just when you’re thinking about buying the champagne and Peace bunting you realize that you have to be making Peace in your local community… and helping them to become Peace makers.

It’s one of the reasons we need to team up on this journey, because some of us work well at blue sky levels, some of us work better on the ground… and then of course there are those who work in between and some who just like to work behind the scenes, they’re all necessary.

But just as the Sandy Hook tragedy underlined the necessity but also the opportunity of working together, this spate of violent gang rapes while teens stand idly by and then text horrific pics and threats offers us the necessity and the opportunity to talk about public responsibility and public discourse. We’d all better take the opportunity. This isn’t a case of those kids over there. This is all of us. We’ve failed those kids. All the “don’t make them come along, sit at the table, participate in group activities” leniency we’ve offered our children has taught them they don’t need to participate. Technology is both an incredible opportunity for widening our world and a removal from first person experience.

I’m not sure what the answers are, but I do know we’re the folks to work on this. We need to relearn and to teach the arts of civil discourse and engagement. Life is a conversation in which there are exchanges and silences. If it’s about violence and threats and disinterest, that’s our work to repair. We need to look in the mirror and indulge in some moments of self-reflection. We need to be stepping up to the challenges, because our children need us. We need to be working on the Peace Conversation.

PeaceMarch21

The Peace of Spring

Well, the calendar is finally embracing it. Sooner or later the weather will. A friend had a picture of some forsythia that she’d forced in a jar. There are tell tale signs all over. We act as if it’s about the warmth, but it’s really about the light. And there it is, poised over the equator, practicing standing absolutely still.

Soon the sun will be on the move and we can lean into Spring. If we’re talking about dreams of Peace (and aren’t we always!), it’s time to think about getting our Peace show on the road. There are so many options, but for me, I guess it’s the steady creation of community. Time to stretch out my hand and see who grabs hold.

But I encourage you to enjoy the moment. Practice balancing those eggs. Be in the moment, even if the moment is another one of those in-between places. There’s enough going on right here, no need to overbalance… not when the earth is hollering: Balance!

PeaceMarch20

The Peace of La Politesse

I’m not the only person saying this, by a long shot. But we’re not spending enough time in one another’s company. And when we don’t, we tend to forget that there’s a real person at the other end of our communication.

Easy social give and take is anything but easy. Like all arts, while some people are naturally gifted, the rest of us have to practice. I watch people who start or finish a conversation with a soft touch, the right amount of hello and good bye, sweet admiration and firm boundary. It’s really quite lovely. Some long ago Frenchman, (i had his quote on my wall for years, you’d think I’d remember his name) was heard to say that Politeness was like the air in tires, not strictly necessary, but it made the ride a lot smoother. My friend Peg Streep just wrote an article about incivility and drama on the internet. Technology adds so much, I’m in contact with so many more people, reading so many differing points of view… but it is not intimate… and yet we can’t afford to speak with one another in any other way.

One of the pieces of the Steubenville rape case that haunts me is the fact that of all those children none were moved, if not to stop something scary themselves, to sneak away and call the police. That shows a lack of relationship to one self and one another. And a lack of respect. We keep asking questions that start with how long will it take for us to? Well, it’d better start now.

What do you think? what can we do? What does civility look like in a digital age. How do we continue to make the personal, human connections? How do we put the civil back in civilization?

PeaceMarch19

The Peace of an Irish Sabbath

Fifteen years of New York St. Paddy’s days made me pretty cynical about this holiday. Lord knows how the City functioned on the 17th and then the day after. Many of the City’s finest could be spotted boisterously enjoying the holiday and bemoaning the after affects. There was an incredible amount of partying going on. It’s been celebrated in the states with parades and drinking since the late 1800s. Wow, who knew I was so bitter! And this was before I realized who Pádraig was throwing out of Ireland. And it seems that the shamrock was popularized as a method of explaining the Holy Trinity. (Ah… google… and check out google’s irish dancers in honor of the holiday)

In the mid 1990s, the Irish took the opportunity to create an international holiday celebrating Irish Culture… It’s now a 5 day celebration of music, dance, theater in Ireland. Éirinn go Brách … Ireland Forever. Enjoy your corned beef… and don’t drink any green beer!

PeaceMarch17

The Peace Stall

In every step of the work we do, there will be times when progress is, at best, invisible. We may move forward and back over one marker of progress, we may even lose some ground. At that point there is nothing to do but sit on the mat and breathe. You may want to check to make sure that the progress you’ve made is secure and well-grounded. And eventually you may need to take more aggressive action. But often you need to let your work catch up. Sometimes you need to let the environment catch up. You always need to find that balance between waiting and ignoring; but really waiting has its place.

It’s frustrating. But the weather does try to remind us that nothing happens in a hurry. Right now we’re noticing that Spring doesn’t happen in a day. One warm weekend, everybody’s running around screaming, “Spring’s here, Spring’s here.” They pack away their winter clothes and then wonder why they’re nursing colds and freezing. (Um, perhaps because the mercury isn’t going to make it over the freezing mark today.) But it will come. And if we’ve been doing our homework on our Peace project, it will come along as well.

Turn your attention away. Clean a closet. Meditate. Read something delicious. And then and only then, get back to work. The frustration is simply a good sign to do something else for a while.

PeaceMarch16

 

The Ides of Peace

Many high-schoolers learned in English class to “beware the Ides of March!” which turns out to have been Julius Caesar’s, shall we say, date with destiny. I took full advantage of the internet to review what Ides really meant, and it was simply the midpoint in a month in which the weeks were not celebrated. There you go, facts with your coffee and tea.

Well, for me this was not a day to bury someone but to praise him, to keep messin’ wit’ Shakespeare. No irony for me, just straightforward gratitude. I think we often forget — or am I the only one — that we’re not on this Peace road alone. We’re not always savvy workers, sometimes we drive ourselves to exhaustion. When we feel weary from the hard work, we need to look around. We may even need to do that a bit creatively. People may not be engaged in exactly the same work we are, but they’ll be engaged in their work — which leans toward Peace. They may be having successes on the journey, which will remind us to be grateful and and empower us to keep going. I believe one of the best fuels is counting our blessings and successes. When we see how far we’ve come, it’s easier to understand why we’re tired and why this particular setback isn’t all that huge.

So, listen for the cheerful whistle! It will give you strength for the journey. (and you probably won’t hear it, if you’re not listening.) New advice after all those years (Julius Caesar died in 44 BCE — it might be time to change the day’s rep!), let’s embrace the Ides of March and those whose work inspires us. Maybe we’ll celebrate the Ides of Peace every month!

PeaceMarch15

The Peace of a New Pope

May it be a Peace-filled reign. He’s kind and gentle they tell us, and oh, may that be so. He’s taken, for the first time, the name of a saint who cared for both the people and the animals, and that is a blessing. He’s a Jesuit, so he has been taught to think broadly, deeply creatively. May he lead with Justice and Mercy all his days.

And yet, i think of the things he does not favor, and has spoken actively against: married priests, woman priests, gay marriage and homosexuality, liberation theology. In all of these things he lags behind many of the people’s understanding of God’s Love. May he be transformed by his office into a leader and healer of the Church and the world. Both are sorely in need.

Peace be with you, Francis I. Our prayers and hopes are with you.

PeaceMarch14

The Peace of Funeral Food

While I knew I had more poetry to write about this subject, I thought, can I really write a blog post about it? Well, of course I can. augmented, of course by the good work of dear friends. Doug Donley sent me Kate Campbell’s song, Funeral Food.

But I think Funeral Food is an odd mix of what we make best and cherish and become known for, what heals us, and what foods we want folks to associate with us later. Wakes and Shiva are about making memories and building traditions. That way you’ll know what to do when you’re the one in charge.

Funeral food
It’s so good
For the soul
Funeral food
Fills you up
Down to your toes
Funeral food
Funeral food

PeaceMarch13

Ironic Peace

There’s nothing like having written about presence and needing to send it out when you’re feeling muddled and as if you’re about four feet behind yourself. I guess I have to deal with the fact that I really don’t do well with wheat and sugar. I’ve not been eating them since the beginning of February. It’s not a big allergy or disease, but I’m clearer and lighter in so many ways when I eat protein, fruits and vegetables. But this was a weekend of parties and funerals, and it seemed more important to eat what was available and what everyone else was eating. Except I now feel as if i’m walking into walls. And this morning I could not get my eyes open. zzzzzzzzzzzzz. And of course we can’t underestimate the emotional costs of two family funerals. Showing up is a wonderful thing, but it is costly.

We forget that it’s harder to be present than to not be present. It’s just that the payoff is extraordinary. Living wide open is a practice and as with any sport or practice, some days you play too hard and you have to recoup. So here’s to being present even if it leaves you feeling a bit Muggle-esque! Gotta build those muscles up… and oh by the way, lay off the sugar and wheat!

PeaceMarch12