I am sharing my photographs
and inner dialogue
to promote enlightenment
and world peace………
what are you doing?
Category: peace
An
old man was going for a walk on the beach, when he noticed a little boy
feeding a thin, shaggy looking dog with bits of bread.
He went up to the boy and asked him why he was sharing his bread with the dogs.
The little boy answered, “Because they have nothing. No home, no family, and if I donât feed them they will die.”
âBut there are homeless dogs everywhere,” the old man replied. âSo your efforts donât really make a differenceâ
The little boy looked at the dog and stroked him. âBut for him, for this little dog, it makes all the difference in the world.â
- Labels: compassion, love, nature, peace
Lettuce Prey Four Whirled Peas
(“let us pray for world peace”)
is my first blog and the inspiration
for “GlobaLove Think Tank”.
Apparently, several people thought my
photographs and ideas were “objectionable”
and let Google know they were “offended”.
I find this fact a vindication of my assertion
that some people are “offended” by the truth.
- Labels: enlightenment, humanity, now, peace, perspective, truth
I am completely responsible
for every person
on the planet
- Labels: compassion, earth, human condition, love, peace, planet, responsibility
I was told by a one-time friend that compassion was insufficient to stop wars. That peaceful anti-war marches were often unequal to the task they set out to achieve. He said that compassion was not enough. You needed more. Sometimes violence was required to make the point, that those ends justify the means. I did not, do not, cannot, will not ever concede that point.
He thought I was a pacifist. I am not. I would defend my homeland as I would my family and if in that defence my enemy was killed, regrettable and horrid an eventuality as that would be, self-preservation is Tao. It is the way of things. Defence of oneself is a natural and a legitimate act.
My one time friend then, thinking I was a pacifist, told me he wasn’t. That act’s of violence are sometimes required in aid of making a point and that he had and would use violent methods of protest to that end.
That is wrong.
Wrong about compassion. Wrong about violent protest.
He also asked me to number the times peaceful protests had achieved their aims?
In truth, I don’t know much less care. You either are a peace protester or you aren’t. If you are not someone who protests peacefully then you are no different to those you protest about.
Ironically, my one-time friend now insists he is a pacifist and, oddly enough, always was.
I guess that means something and for the sake of a once valued friendship I accept that it takes two to tango. And so long as that dance is a peaceful one I think it best to forgive and forget.
Peace must be achieved by peaceful means.
- Labels: compassion, peace, protest
âThe monumentality of Michelangelo and the High Renaissance cannot exist in our age, for ours is one of disillusionment, despair, and destruction. Guernica is a monument to destruction â a cry of outrage and horror amplified by the spirit of genius. Not only Gernika, but Spain; not only Spain, but Europe, is symbolized in this allegory. It is the modern Calvary, the agony in the bomb-shattered ruins of human tenderness and frailty. It is a religious picture, painted, not with the same kind, but with the same degree of fervour that inspired Grunewald and the master of the Avignon Pietá, Van Eyck, and Bellini. It is not sufficient to compare the Picasso of this painting with the Goya of the âDesastresâ. Goya, too, was a great artist, and a great humanist; but his reactions were individualistic â his instruments irony, satire, ridicule. Picasso is more universal. His symbols are banal, like the symbols of Homer, Dante, Cervantes. For it is only when the widest commonplace is infused with the intensest passion that a great work of art, transcending all schools and categories, is born; and being born, lives immortally.”
Herbert Read
May the sound of this bell penetrate deep into the cosmos
Even in the darkest spots living beings are able to hear it clearly
So that all suffering in them ceases,
understanding comes to their heart
And they transcend the path of sorrow and death.
The universal dharma door is already open
The sound of the rising tide is heard clearly
The miracle happens
A beautiful child appears in the heart of the lotus flower
One single drop of this compassionate water is enough to bring back
the refreshing spring to our mountains and rivers.
Listening to the bell I feel the afflictions in me begin to dissolve
My mind calm, my body relaxed
A smile is born on my lips
Following the sound of the bell,
my breath brings me back to the safe island of mindfulness
In the garden of my heart, the flowers of peace bloom beautifully.
- Labels: peace
I dream of a Star Trek world.
This think tank will focus on creative actions
designed to initiate a global paradigm shift
towards a world where racism, poverty and war
will be a thing of the past.
- Labels: future, human condition, love, now, peace, Space, star trek, sustainable, universe
