What a day !!! What a day !!!
We hit the sack early last night, because bright and early this morning we were up preparing to go listen to Hubby defend his Master’s Thesis on the Tea Party.
But before that all happened, I did not sleep much at all last night, and I got out of bed around 5 a.m. because I got a bug up my ass … And I should know better than to get up out of bed to do what I thought would be easy and painless …
I’ve been singing songs from old movies lately, to myself. And I thought, why not download the tunes for my phone. So I did that. Now my SD card in my phone, a 2 gig SD, is very itchy. It is tempermental when I try to add or subtract music from it, and I should know better then to try doing this while hubby is still in bed, or when he just goes to sleep late at night.
After several failed attempts to get the two files moved from my hard drive to the sd card, my computer crashed and fucked up my sd card. I don’t know what I did to it, but it wouldn’t work. Hubby was not having any of my drama this morning because it was all about him.
He set off around 8:30 for the college and I went over about 9:30. It was a small gathering of panelists and guests. Hubby had printed out his 20 page presentation to follow. And it was a full stop SUCCESS !!! He blew his readers and his adviser out of the water. There were two rounds of questions from the panel and on the first round, one of his readers just twisted him up and was on this “Debbie Downer” trip.
Needless to say, Hubby fought tooth and nail for his defense. The second round was much better. Lots of compliments and kudos. In the end they granted his Master’s Thesis Defense. His supervisor said that he did far better work than an M.A. researcher, and it was good enough for PHD work. And after their consultations after the presentation, they accepted his thesis fully and without any needed revisions. Which is quite a feat of academia.
We were all so proud of him !!!
After the ordeal we went our separate ways, I had errands to run to drop off our rent for the month of May. It was lunch time, so I missed the secretary. But it got paid. On the way back through the tunnel and the mall, I stopped at the Telus store to try and get my sd card fixed. That was a no go. They said that I could reformat the card on hubby’s laptop, but he didn’t have a reader converter. UGH!!!
I did some sundry shopping on the way in, had some lunch and went to bed around 2:30. It was a great nap because at the end I was having this massive technicolor dream about Christmas and as someone asked me a question like, “are you coming for Christmas??” I woke up.
Actually, hubby was woken up first. Me thinks we have a ghost in the apartment. Because things happen, the tv turns on by itself, not all the time, and not predictable. So about a minute before my alarm clock was set to go off, the tv turned on by itself again !!!
I got dressed and departed for the evening event, which was a trip out to St. Michel to pick up our new cabinet for the group at the church. The cabinet is beautiful. Just what we needed. And just the right size.
On the way out I stopped by the Telus store because I had called them to see if I could buy an sd converter card for the laptop, and they said that a brand new sd card comes in the packet. They don’t sell separately. The girl that helped me earlier was still there and I asked for a 2 gig sd card, and she sold me a 4 gig sd card for the price of a 2 gig sd card … SCORE !!!
Hubby left me some directions on the way home to shop and get groceries and now we are home, he is having Chinese food for dinner and I am having Subway.
Later on, I need to reinstall ALL my MUSIC AGAIN !!! UGH Kill me now ! Albeit on a larger sd card so that should be painless, Let Us Pray !!!
All in all it was a great day.
More to come, stay tuned …
My spirits are sinking fast. I don’t know where I stand at the moment academically. The warning signs are there, but no contact has been made in the form of punishment, but I don’t think it will be very long before it happens. Maybe someone in the department will step up and lobby for me to continue. But I am not going to lobby, it just doesn’t seem right to do that. Seeing that I rewrote those two papers on a lark and ended up with C grades…
I had complained to one of my spiritual advisers that I was not enjoying what I was doing, and the more I pray and think about it I am coming to the conclusion that a change may be in the works like the inevitable.
I’ve sent a couple of emails to several ministers in the city to sit down and talk with them about what I should do next and to see if they can help me reorient my life in another direction and put to use the 2 degrees I already have in some pastoral ministry capacity.
I am going to be canvasing the AIDS groups here in the city, I also thought about going to Toronto to see if I could find a job there, which would mean a dual household, not sure if that is feasible at the moment, but an English province is better suited to me than a bilingual province that demands bilingualism …
I also am going to check with the hospitals in the area to see if I can find a position in the pastoral ministry field at these locations. Lots to think about and ponder over the next few days.
Summer classes start on Monday and I am not sure I should show up and face someone telling me that I am no longer welcome. So there are still two days this week for news so we shall see what happens.
I know that there are jobs waiting for me in other provinces, but I can’t ask hubby to uproot when he just got accepted into the MA in Sociology for the fall. That would not be fair. But maybe I can find a good job that pays the bucks we need to be able to work where ever I want to work.
Any of you with suggestions would greatly be appreciated.
More to come, stay tuned…
Monday has come and gone. And I have had enough time to think about this entry and it has come to me in the last few minutes what I want to say. For the last two months I have been paralyzed with fear … Performance anxiety you might call it. After my poor showing last semester I ventured into another semester not knowing whether or not I would leave the program.
I finally got the chance to sit down with my MA adviser to talk about my paper that I wrote for him last semester, but he did not even have my paper in hand to talk about. He wanted to make sure that I had not decided to ditch the program. I think he was genuinely interested in my staying. He used words like “Anything you need” and “you may take all summer to complete your work if it becomes necessary” it seems that he is willing to make any concessions that need to be made to guarantee my remaining in the MA program.
I told him that I was paralyzed with fear and that I had spent a good deal of time freaking out about being an MA student. I still find it difficult. I find my peers to be somewhat standoffish. Many of my fellows from last term are less interested in being friends and more apt to talk to each other because they are in other classes. I don’t know if it is me or not. I go to class, I am cordial, always polite and accommodating.
We talked about my classes this term. He is watching me from afar and he is talking to my profs this term as well, making sure that I don’t fail in my task as a student. And I find that my Old Testament Prof is keeping me on a short leash, so to speak. She handed out the paper requirements to night and I almost had an anxiety attack.
We spoke about Hermeneutics and I told him what I was hearing and that although I may not agree with some of the comments I have heard, it does nothing but create animosity between the students. There is a divide between the first year MA students and later MA students. And I think that my being older and more amenable turns a few of my fellows off. What can I do, I am powerless over them.
I went to class tonight and I felt really odd. I am not an Old Testament scholar nor a student of but I took this class because it was necessary. I sit in class and I listen to the others talk and it seems, at times, that I am a world away. There are 5 of us in this class. One is the TA. I am the odd man out when it comes to Hebrew and Old Testament knowledge. But I must persevere. In for a penny, in for a pound.
I have a lot of work to do. And sometimes I don’t know where to start. So I am doing little things every day. Like researching books, working on bibliographies and getting my ducks all in a row so I can sit down and work straight on as “reading week (read: Spring Break)” is upon us next week and the library will be closed so I need to get all the books I need this week. I’ve reserved them online hopefully they will come in before Friday.
I need to see my Gnosticism Prof. again to touch base and get some direction, since the last time we talked was in December. For the moment all I can do is breathe. I have the resources of the department at my disposal, if need be. But for now I have to stay on target, and try to meet all my deadlines on time.
They say it doesn’t get easier. My adviser spoke about the MA thesis and Project, I am on for the project option right now. He made mention of that and I told him that I was far from that point and I don’t have the ability to think that far ahead at the moment, and he was good with that.
He wants me to stay and I want to stay, even if I am full of fear. At least I know that people are covering my back, who knew I’d need that at my age. We are all adults in this program, there are a few younger people who don’t necessarily want to get cozy with older fellows. I have more conversations with my profs, then I do with my fellows. I find that Odd. There is a lack of comradery amongst the troops.
Oh well, I think I’ve said enough now. Pray for me. We also need to pray for Louise who is having her breast biopsy tomorrow – I hope it’s not cancer again.
Let us pray …
Tomorrow is Tuesday. YAY !!!
“We must first explain the way to discover whether an expression is literal or figurative. Generally speaking, it is this: anything in the divine discourse that cannot be related either to good morals or to the true faith should be taken as figurative. Good morals have to do with our love of God and our neighbour. The hope that each person has within his own conscience is directly related to the progress that he feels himself to be making to the love and understanding of God and neighbour.”
St. Augustine … Christian Theologies of Scripture, pg. 43
The Parable of the Good Samaritan
On one occasion an expert in the law stood up to test Jesus. “Teacher,” he asked, “what must I do to inherit eternal life?”
“What is written in the Law?” he replied. “How do you read it?”
He answered: ” ‘Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your strength and with all your mind'; and, ‘Love your neighbor as yourself.'”
“You have answered correctly,” Jesus replied. “Do this and you will live.”
We’ve been speaking about discourse in Hermeneutics as of late. And this week we had to read from our text about Augustine. One of the great Church fathers who wrote a plethora of commentary on scripture, faith and practice. And since I sit on the far side of the circle in class, I was next to last to share from my journal. As I listened to my fellows each had their ideas and comments on the reading and I appreciate all of them immensely.
When it came my turn to speak I spoke:
I am moved by the humanity – the human approach that Augustine writes about. Inviting his readers to come to God in human terms and to transcend scripture through practice. Again and again the stress is upon transcendence to overcoming our preconceived notions and attitudes. Letting go of our egos and attitudes to approach the scriptures from the “right” direction.
He speaks of the humility of man, and humbleness of person and spirit. All very important aspects to reading, interpreting and the living of scripture. It seems to me that Augustine had a humanly divine experience, one that taught him transcendence of spirit.
I don’t think that one could relate teaching in the way that he has to us, without first experiencing the divine in the way that Augustine had. There could be no witness and or teaching without first visiting that place as teacher, minister and man.
Augustine speaks about Love of God and Love of neighbour. These two things must happen before one can approach scripture. And I muse, if we are Christians do we obey this commandment? Are we half Christians? And if we are half Christians, then we are not Christians, because we do not obey all of the commandment. How can we call ourselves Christians if we cannot follow the most simple of directives from Jesus himself?
In today’s day and age, when it comes to public discourse and also in religious discourse there are men who say they are Christians, yet they disobey the commandment. If we exclude people from community then we are not loving our neighbour. If we are exclusive then we are not inclusive.
I challenge my Christian brothers and sisters with this challenge of obeying the great commandment. If you cannot – then can you call yourself an authentic Christian. Can you honestly say that you cannot obey the words of Jesus in this context? And if you can’t then what are you?
How can Christian community be Christian community if they do not obey the simple words of Jesus Christ? That’s where transformative discourse comes in. Discourse and conversation is pointless unless some form of transformation takes place. Conversation is wasted on people who hear the words and do not obey. Can we allow ourselves to be transformed by the words of scripture?
I wonder …
Everybody who has been following along the blog for the last little while will know that I have been conflicted with where I am in my university career and that I have been pondering leaving the program, but I have been waiting for a sign from God to tell me what to do next.
So I prayed, and I prayed…
And I have been seeking the advice of the spiritual people in my sacred circle and they all have given me good advice, I have shared that advice here. I have been taking this term one day at a time following the syllabi for my classes like I should be. I have an annotated bibliography due on Monday and reading to do for next week. All along waiting for the voice to come, because like I told the Rev. the other day that I have been following this path all along by the grace of God, picking up the puzzle pieces as they came to me, and knowing when to wait for them to appear along my path.
A long time ago when I moved to Montreal, it was because of family and faith. It began with a visit to Notre Dame Cathedral in Old Montreal and the happened upon visit to the Grey Nuns mother house that I was reunited with my great aunt who was still alive and living at the Grey Nun Mansion on Guy.
I met a priest who told me that “Montreal was where it all starts…” He gave me my first puzzle piece to put into a greater picture which is still not complete. Over these many years I have been following this path looking for puzzle pieces and they have come – on God’s time, and not on my time. That should tell you that I have learned a great deal about patience over the years.
God doesn’t speak in loud voices and it usually comes in a whisper or from a source that I never thought of it coming from. Listening for God is a fine art. Knowing what the message is when it comes is another fine art. Parsing the words, letting them come like fresh fruit.
I heard his voice tonight in class… From a woman.
We were talking about discourse. The discussion went around the room about this topic before coming to her about the topic of transformative discourse and if it was possible to have transformative discourse and if we would be open to that transformation and this was her answer:
My prof asked one of the women in the class a question and for a brief few minutes I was transfixed. She said that she wasn’t here for a degree, or a piece of paper, that she was following in the program to learn more about herself, about others and the human condition. She was here to transform. It wasn’t about papers or letters or something that would spruce up a CV…
It was about humanity…
That answer has stuck with me – I know that’s the answer to my prayers. I know what I have to do now. I know what I want to do. Spinning the topic of my prayer and looking at it from a different perspective is what I needed to do. We entertained a little Thomas Aquinas and his refutations which was fun. We will be reading Thomas Aquinas in the coming weeks.
For now, I think I know what I need to do, and how I need to approach my academic work. It isn’t about the paper, it’s about learning something about me and others. To engage in the human condition. Our prof has the hope that if we came to that class with a perspective that by the end of term we would come out of this class with new vision. Brilliant …
If you are praying to God for something make sure you ask the right question. And then be prepared to wait for the answer. Sometimes we don’t get an answer, and sometimes the answer comes …
NO, NOT YET, DEFINITELY NOT.
And then in some cases the answer is a yes… Or the answer might come right out of left field and knock you flat on your ass… Whatever the answer be prepared, because it might not be what you expected, and with God No means No – it is best not to ask why, when God says no, it’s no, for his reasons. And sometimes that reason is not for us to know right now, and maybe not ever.
That’s the mystery of God.
Good night from Montreal…
What did I do today??? I worked on that god damned paper on The Role of Sophia in Gnostic Cosmogony. I worked all evening long. More than three hours worth of reading, typing, checking and double checking.
I went over all of my quotes to make sure they were in order – I even begged my prof for less pages and he said NO! I need 5 more pages. I spent an hour going through the EBSCO services and JOURNAL features at the library looking for shit to fill 5 pages…
God give me strength …
I also pulled my book review together and I think it is finished to the best of my ability, with that reading at least. It isn’t spot on and I could not compete with the language of the text, I just don’t write that “high” at all. So I may have to reread it and do some quick revisions before Tuesday night.
I am working on Origen. I like Origen, but I need more source material. I spent last night reading a book I pulled from the library, but it only gives hints at the material that I really need – that would be Christology according to Origen.
I have an appointment tomorrow to meet with the department scholar on Origen at 2, so maybe he can help me with my source material.
We are so close to the end I can taste it, but not before I finish Origen. Classes end on the 9th of December. That’s when the last paper is due. I need to squeeze my ass and get this paper written sooner than later … If I get pointed in the right direction tomorrow then I can pull it together. I got some good advice from a few of my readers so thank you all for your academic advice.
I missed the parade today… And I didn’t get to watch any football…
Did you see Glee last night??? Did it make you cry?
Only two episodes left until the very very very long hiatus until April 13th
More to come, stay tuned …
Sad news came this evening. One of my colleagues in the Department of Theology and a good friend for many years, lost his husband to cancer. Here is the obit:
THOMASSIN, Vaughn 1965-2009 Surrounded by his loving family, passed away November 2, 2009 at the age of forty-four. He leaves to mourn his spouse Johnny, his parents Hugh and Linda, his sister Heidi (Mark and family) and many other family and friends. Visitation on Wednesday, November 4, 2009 from 3 to 5 p.m. and from 7 to 9 p.m., Thursday from 9:30 to 10:30 a.m. at 1255 Beaumont Ave., Town of Mount Royal (between l’Acadie and Rockland), The funeral service will be held on Thursday, November 5, 2009 at 12 p.m. at St. James United Church, 463 Ste-Catherine Street West, Montreal followed by interment at Les Jardins Urgel Bourgie, St-Laurent. The family would like to express their heartfelt gratitude to Segal Cancer Centre (Jewish General Hospital) and Cite de la Sante Hospital for their kind and devoted care.
Donations may be made to Segal Cancer Centre (Jewish General Hospital, Pav E, 3755 Cote-Ste-Catherine Road, Montreal, H3T 1E2) in the memory of Vaughn.
I had heard whispers that he was ill over the last few months, but this came as a shock. It will be a busy Thursday for me with a funeral in the afternoon and a lecture to attend that very same evening.
I took today off because I was mentally and emotionally exhausted. I have been spending hours every day reading and every night I read up to 30 pages of material before bed, and I am just mentally FRIED !!! I took a nap this afternoon and when I got up to get ready for class, I just couldn’t do it so I went back to bed and slept until after 8 this evening.
We are awaiting the news on Maine’s No on 1 campaign.
That’s all for now. More to come, stay tuned…
I have been telling you as of late how difficult classes are this term. And I am feeling the pressure. I got into the Masters Program because of my GPA and the fact that I did my prerequisite in Pastoral Ministry. But now I am beginning to see that I lack some of the schooling that many of my classmates have.
I have a B.A. in Religious Studies. I spent the last 2 years working on my Certificate in Pastoral Ministry, taking the assorted classes that were required. None of them, today, are paying off dividends in my MA studies.
I was not schooled in Theology. I did not major in Theology. I am not versed in the Patristic Fathers or the Fathers of the Modern Church or the Early Church for that matter. I took one Introduction to Theology class, that was a terrible waste of time and money, it did me no good, nor did it do anyone else any good either, because of the temp professor that did nothing all semester, but I digress…
Today I sat in the group listening to one of my classmates make a presentation in class, which I will have to do in a few weeks, and then the ensuing discussion, and I was totally out of my league. I felt so much tonight, like an outsider. I wasn’t anywhere near the loop.
I have a midterm exam next Tuesday and I must pass it. Failure is not an option. So I am doing my best with my studies. As well as I can do. I wonder if I am in the right place? Did I make the wrong decision? Did I bite off more than I can chew?
Lots to pray about for the next little while.
Today, I took care of me.
I went to bed early last night, after repeatedly rereading an email I got last night and weeping a bit, and after watching Madonna over and over again … This morning I got up and went to drop labs.
Here is hoping the universe is on my side and the numbers are still up there. I want to believe that taking ‘all these pills’ every day is doing something for me.
I guess we will see…
I got a fast bus on the way up the mountain and got in and out of the clinic in record time, then I made the downhill bus too, and I didn’t have to wait for my return bus, so I didn’t have to walk down the mountain on foot.
Tonight’s class on Gnosticism was a mind bender. We read some texts from the New Testament:
- The Gospel of John Chapter 1
- 1 Corinthians Chapters 1, 4, 8, 12
- Ephesians Chapter 4
- Colossians Chapters 2 & 3
- 1 Timothy 1, 6
- 2 Peter Chapters 2 & 3
In our reading of these texts we were supposed to notice any particular wording or phraseology that might have a Gnostic shadow in them. And if you read these passages, you will see them. Especially in the letters of Paul, Paul is writing to the church in Corinth because they have asked certain questions of him about certain people in their midst. It’s all very interesting.
There is the “Anathema Iesous” -vs- “Kurios Iesous” …
Is this a Christological statement?
There is more I could write on this but I do not want to transcribe all of my notes here like I usually do. Read your bibles and join the discussion.
I am hoping in the coming months to make a train trip to T.O. to see a friend, which is something that I am hoping will happen before the holidays. I could not be happier to know that he is not so far away. What a blessing…
That was my day today …
Let us pray for Adam who’s cancer is on the move again.
Let us pray for Carmi, who lost his father last week.
Let us pray for each other, because we should.
And let us be better neighbors, because that is what Jesus told us to do.
Do you remember the other day when I had to go to Campus to fix my financial aide file for the 4th time? Well, they sent the updated status to the government and they gave me a calculation of $12,243.00 which was correct.
Well, wouldn’t you know it, I got up this morning and checked my mail as usual and didn’t the government send me an email saying that they rescinded my last calculation because I was not registered for the fall…
WHAT THE FUCK ???
So I pick up the phone and called financial aide, which they put me on hold for twenty minutes then directed me to leave a freaking message, which I did not and I got dressed and marched my happy ass down to Campus “For the FIFTH time in 2 weeks” so that I would get my calculation again for the fall.
Lets all say it together …
“THE GOVERNMENT CANNOT BE TRUSTED !!!”
With 5 days to go till the end of the month – they still haven’t cut my check which is going to the school first so that they can take my tuition for the past summer, then I get what is left, so I don’t know when that check is going to come down from Quebec City. I swear, if I have to do this again, someones head is going to roll in Quebec City and I am going to go freaking POSTAL !!!
I was pooped early on this afternoon but I wanted to get to the Gym so I took a shower and got dressed and went down to Campus AGAIN – and the place was jumping. My little latin loverboy was there with his buddy, we exchanged parting glances to acknowledge each other which was a first…
I did a couple miles on the treadmill and my abdominals on the Atlantis machine. There were too many people on the weight side and all the bar bells were being used so I did not get my lifting in today. I did not feel like waiting for a bench and tools. So I came home early. Even if I can’t see results on the outside, Karl told me that I should keep going because it helps on the inside. And I guess I agree with that.
I think I am gonna go take a power nap for a bit.
More to come, stay tuned …
Sorry I have been MIA for so long. I just haven’t had any material to write about lately, besides the 30 page paper I am writing for my Certificate at the moment. I have been taking full advantage of not having anything to do during my days to sleep – and read like a madman.
I have been re-reading all of my Christopher Rice books in my library as of late:
- A Density of Souls
- Blind Fall
- Light Before Day
- The Snow Garden – presently reading …
If you have never read the younger “Rice” I highly suggest him. He’s a great writer. I have a love of all things “Rice.” Anne and Son…
It is grey, grey, grey outside. I think mother nature is going to take a dump on Montreal tonight. We could use the rain. But I guess we’ll see. At least it isn’t so humid and miserable – I commented to one of my friends tonight at the meeting that I think Montreal may escape sweltering miserable hot summer days, as there are only a couple more weeks in July – August is just around the corner, so we will be making our way into another season real soon.
This would happen to be my favorite time of the year, this entire shift from Summer into Fall into Winter … Lots of trees means lots of color. And I will be photo documenting the change as it happens here.
I really did not want to stay for the meeting tonight. My sponsor called earlier today to tell me that she was not feeling well, so she would not be going to the meeting. The topic was FEAR …
FUCK EVERYTHING AND RUN
I’ve spent this month keeping my words to myself actively listening to people in the group share each week. It’s not like I haven’t had anything to say, I just haven’t felt the need to share as of late.
A lot comes to mid when I think about fear. Memories I choose not to give energy or power. Things that linger in the back of my mind. They never really leave you, things people say and do, the sting just gets less and less as the years go by. I can’t change them, I can only change myself. And I have done that.
Tomorrow I am having lunch with my Academic Adviser to celebrate my acceptance into the M.A. Program. I wrote to the University web master to tell him of my academic promotion into the MA program. We’ll see if they change my status on the University Blog Page.
My birthday is in 10 days … YAY !!!
I have been on this diabetes diet for now 3 months and I am dropping weight really nicely. I think if I eat any more bananas, that I am going to start swinging around the apartment like a monkey. I have gotten off the soda treadmill in opt for water and crystal light. I eat fresh fruit every day. I stay away from sugary foods. I can’t have them really. But I can eat pretzels and the occasional cup of ice cream.I broke down and bought a box of ice cream sandwiches tonight on the way home. Me so bad… My numbers have been really good over the past couple of weeks. So it’s all good.
Did I mention my birthday is in 10 days ?
I made it another year, who knew ???
It’s kinda like a great big FUCK YOU to the man (my father) who used to tell me that I was a mistake and should never have been born. One day he will die and we will all mourn his passing. But like I have said before, there is NO love lost there, not one little bit…
any who … more to come, stay tuned…
I’ve just put the rest of my life in the hands of the University. I finished my online application for the Fall semester to start my M.A. in Theology. I also registered for my second session class Theo 298t – my paper writing course on Pastoral Ministry – working in Task Groups.
Let Us Pray …
Six weeks ago, I filed paperwork with the university to get into a class (late) mind you, that’s why I filed a permission slip with the AHSC department.
This morning I needed one more class to graduate with my Certificate in Pastoral Ministry. That class was AHSC 232 Working in Task Groups. I got a set of emails this morning from some woman on campus saying that HAD I gotten into the class and did all the work, they would assess my transcript, with a note from that prof that I completed all the work. HELLO!!! I didn’t get into the class, and their email is six weeks late.
I sent her a note “Sorry you are a few days late and a few dollars short. It seems from the time I sent her that note – that SHE emailed my department and got nasty with the former chair of the Certificate program.
I had an appointment to meet with Professor Bright at 3 o’clock, she is co-teaching my “Trinity” course this session. Prof. Bright is also my Certificate adviser.She’s a classic lady with classic wit and old world charm. She is considered the Matriarch of the Theology Department.
I told her about the emails I got from the University and this strange woman and that my successive attempts to get into AHSC 232, has as of late, failed for both the summer and the fall – she was not pleased.
She then made me an offer that I could not refuse. She offered to supervise a class for me. Just for me. They are building it into the system right now. I told her about my history and my Pastoral Ministry work and a little of my life story and that I work in a mentors circle.
So here is the deal … Second Session Summer I have to write a 30 page paper on Pastoral Ministry – working in a task group. Prof. Bright and her husband are going to France for a few weeks and she said that I could write this paper and have it completed for her when they return from Europe. This little class will be certified by Professor Bright and I will graduate in the Fall with my Certificate in Pastoral Ministry and I don’t have to set foot in another AHSC class, so help me God…
We left Prof. Brights office and sent downstairs to talk to the secretary who is doing all this work for us to assign this section and class for me. The secretary says “look at this…” and she prints out pages of correspondences from the strange woman at the University and her conversations with the former chair of the department. It seems that the Applied Human Science Department has broken their agreement with the Theology department. Professor Bright is not happy, because other students are having the same problems that I was having and you know, you just don’t mess with certain brilliant Professors. Heads are going to roll over this …
I need to pay off my summer fees in the next three weeks so that I can apply for the M.A. in Theology by the end of the month. If all the stars align and God is good I will be able to pull this off cleanly. We shall see…
More to come, stay tuned …
Sunday 9 September 2007
Cloudy – Cool
Today marks the beginning of my Fall Evolution Photography Project. Here you have three shots from my balcony of the trees in the neighborhood and at the bottom, Cabot Square. If you notice on these photos that the trees are starting to “lighten up,” I will be posting this series of photos over the next few months to photo document the seasons changing.
As you can see – I have updated my blog photos and I will be taking other shots of the neighborhood and my travels around the city. So stay tuned for much more photography in the coming months.
The sky was leaden as the sun set behind the dark clouds. It was the colors that attracted my camera. I just had to get the shot, before the light faded.
I will give you my Battle Cry: Matthew 22:37-40
Jesus replied: ” ‘Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind.’This is the first and greatest commandment. And the second is like it: ‘Love your neighbor as yourself.’ All the Law and the Prophets hang on these two commandments.”
Was I not surprised with tonight’s God’s Warriors part 3. The battle for the hearts, minds and souls of the people of the U.S. to bring back Religious Rule to an ever more secular society going to hell in a hand basket. And wasn’t I not surprised that for two hours I sat through preacher after preacher who gave their summation of the State of the Union based on the religious beliefs of their congregation.
So we have the issues on the table:
- The Sanctity of Human Life (Abortion)
- The Integrity of Marriage (Gay Marriage)
- The Teaching of Sexual abstinence to kids in School
- And Protecting the Environment for some
- Creationism -vs- Evolution
These arguments are well known in the Evangelical circles, and I know them all. I’ve studied all the arguments and I know about all the issues. So let me state my credentials, my beliefs and my Christian Testimony for you before I write any more.
- I am a Christian Man
- I am a Gay – Married Man
- I Believe in a woman’s right to choose
- I Qualify as a Christian Zionist because of my support of Israel
- I Believe that the U.S. has its issues with celebrity, materialism, violence and pornography, and lack of moral backbone – but NOT to the degree that I would become in any fashion an evangelical thumper
- I Believe there are lessons to be learned from the Evangelical Movement in the sense of rigidity, control, male domination and exclusion
- I Believe that there should be a separation of Church and State
- Like President Carter I believe that Faith and Politics should stay separate
- I Believe that Christianity has become Terribly Divisive and Exclusive and I share a message of Love, Compassion, Inclusion, Service, Justice and Humility, Peace and of Poverty.
In the United States we know the power of the Evangelical Vote, the power of the Evangelical Church to move people on Hot-Button Issues like Abortion, Gay Marriage, Gay Rights and Protection Issues (Hate Crimes Legislation), Creationism and Evolution. Having grown up in the South (Florida) for over 30 years, I watched the world change before my eyes. And now as a Gay Man with a voice I can tell you that the Evangelical Church has done more damage to the LGBTQ Community than anyone else.
The fact of the matter is this. I have read my bible and I have studied scripture and I have a University Degree behind me, 40 years of life and Seminary training to back every word I write here. I am Gay, and I am not going to convert for anyone just to get into heaven, because when I die, it will be God and ME having that life review. None of you are going to be there, I know my God. And that is what I have to say about that.
America believes that it is a nation of faith. That between Law and Religion, the Supreme Court is Ground Zero, and that the Evangelical Movement is still working to find appointed judges to sit on the highest court in the land so that they will affect such change that the laws will be changed in SUPPORT of the Evangelical Platform.
I have stated twice now, in my writing that I am a supporter of Israel. And tonight I can say that I rank in the group who call themselves Christian Zionists. I make no bones about that. Am I supportive of military mitigation for the threat of Nuclear conflict, I must say Yes I am. I had to carefully think about my answer here. There is enough data on the table from Iran and its leaders to have a stance of preemptive measures so that we do not find ourselves on the brink of nuclear conflict.
Yet, during the Judaism portion of the writing, many leaders including former president Jimmy Carter stated that the Jewish Settlements are in violation of treaties and that those settlements were the one thing that prevented peace from being reached. There are those who would like to see Judea wiped off the face of the earth in opt for an Islamic state upon the Holy Land. If this was allowed to happen, the world would suffer, not only the Jewish population. Countries who support Israel should be supportive of nuclear mitigation at any cost. War is never a solution …
I reprint these words for the three Monotheistic religions …
“What can we do to stop this trend of violence and hatred? Like I said last night the three monotheistic religions of the world are warring with their own and each other, and there is plenty of land to go around. There is always a solution if “ENLIGHTENED” political leaders would rise up and come to the table and negotiate a peaceful coexistent settlement.”
I’m not going to spend the rest of this post caterwauling about the repetitious nature of the Evangelical platform stating that America and the world at large has lost its moral compass, that Gay Marriage is a blight on the integrity of Marriage. Come On Don’t make me throw up! How many heterosexual marriages end up in divorce? You know Gays might just get it right. After growing up in the 70’s and 80’s all of my friends parents were either separated or divorced.
So please TELL ME just how much of an impact will gay men and women getting married make a difference in HOW YOU live your lives?
Explain this to me as if I were a 5th grader… (no please don’t!!)
I love the fact that Reverend Falwell reaches up from the grave to grace us with his judgment of the United States, Oh Mr. Falwell, thank God you are dead!! Because the age of the evangelical is coming to an end. It has peaked and will pass, as former president Jimmy Carter shared with viewers tonight. I love the discussion about the disagreement between Christians and Jews on just who the messiah is. And he says if the messiah came walking down the road that both the Jew and the Christian would have a huge theological adjustment to make…
The evangelicals tell us that they do not loose until they quit, America has lost its moral compass and the evangelical movement is going to change that sad state of affairs. Evangelicals argue that if Romans Chapter 1 is to be believed in the literal sense then why does the United States need to pass Hate Crimes Legislation to protect homosexuals from hate crimes? hmm.. let us think on this issue…
Romans Chapter 1: -
I am not ashamed of the gospel, because it is the power of God for the salvation of everyone who believes: first for the Jew, then for the Gentile. For in the gospel a righteousness from God is revealed, a righteousness that is by faith from first to last, just as it is written: “The righteous will live by faith.”
God’s Wrath Against Mankind
The wrath of God is being revealed from heaven against all the godlessness and wickedness of men who suppress the truth by their wickedness, since what may be known about God is plain to them, because God has made it plain to them. For since the creation of the world God’s invisible qualities—his eternal power and divine nature—have been clearly seen, being understood from what has been made, so that men are without excuse.For although they knew God, they neither glorified him as God nor gave thanks to him, but their thinking became futile and their foolish hearts were darkened. Although they claimed to be wise, they became fools and exchanged the glory of the immortal God for images made to look like mortal man and birds and animals and reptiles.
Therefore God gave them over in the sinful desires of their hearts to sexual impurity for the degrading of their bodies with one another. They exchanged the truth of God for a lie, and worshiped and served created things rather than the Creator—who is forever praised. Amen.
Because of this, God gave them over to shameful lusts. Even their women exchanged natural relations for unnatural ones. In the same way the men also abandoned natural relations with women and were inflamed with lust for one another. Men committed indecent acts with other men, and received in themselves the due penalty for their perversion.
Furthermore, since they did not think it worthwhile to retain the knowledge of God, he gave them over to a depraved mind, to do what ought not to be done. They have become filled with every kind of wickedness, evil, greed and depravity. They are full of envy, murder, strife, deceit and malice. They are gossips, slanderers, God-haters, insolent, arrogant and boastful; they invent ways of doing evil; they disobey their parents; they are senseless, faithless, heartless, ruthless. Although they know God’s righteous decree that those who do such things deserve death, they not only continue to do these very things but also approve of those who practice them.
DOES THE WORD HOMOSEXUAL APPEAR IN THIS READING?
I do not know very many evil gay men and women, sinners, so to speak. Although I do know quite a bit of really good Christian gay men and women and some of them are clergy. I also know a fair amount of religious leaders, ministers, preachers and priests who would beg to differ with the hard line stance of religious extremist evangelicals. I know my husband and I are not sexually impure. Nor are we godless men, we are both faith filled men in good standing in our community. I don’t believe we are wicked either…
There is so much to say on religious evangelical beliefs. I am 40 years old and so I do know what everyone is talking about. Not a day goes by in my life today that I do not reflect on 40 years of wisdom, lessons and teachings. I am a Christian. And I live my calling every day. I could not lead anyone or help anyone else until I brought to Jesus what I needed to and I am “Right with my God” I maintain that Rightness daily through prayer and meditation. Through ministry and working with others. At this very moment I am listening to some contemporary Christian music as I write this. What I am is none of your business. That I am a man of faith should be your only consideration.
What I do in the privacy of my own home lies in the safe and capable hands of my husband, myself and our God. And we’d thank you very much for your acceptance of who we are rather than what we are. Christianity has become a special members only club of exclusion and judgment. I asked a certain blogger to write here and offer up his historical knowledge of the six sacred scripture that talk about homosexuality, telling me who wrote them, when the scripture was written, why those scriptures were written and to whom for what purpose. He has yet to do so, or any of the other people that are coming here from his blog to read this one.
Can you imagine that you would find me standing at an altar call after an intense Christian concert? That I would set foot near the cross and pray to God for forgiveness and his love? And you know, he’d give those things to me because I pray and I am just and compassionate and I live and love from the Right place in my heart. Can you imagine that when I was in high school, 10th grade to be exact, that I attended a One on One retreat and on that weekend I pledged my heart and soul to Jesus. I have pledged my heart and soul to Jesus every day that I live, in gratitude that I am still alive after living with AIDS for now 14 years. I am here, God is not done with me yet.
God, I offer myself to Thee–to build with me and to do with me as Thou wilt. Relieve me of the bondage of self, that I may better do Thy will. Take away my difficulties, that victory over them may bear witness to those I would help of Thy Power, Thy Love, and Thy Way of Life. May I do Thy will always!
Living with AIDS so many years I have seen, witnessed and been a victim of the scorn of the religious evangelical church. I watched you throw children out on the street when they got sick. I watched you fire people from jobs, I watched you stop being human and become animals, all for the glory of God’s name. Because AIDS was the scourge directly from God as a punishment for our sins and wickedness… Yes, I have heard every word of damnation from every corner of Christian America, and tell you to get You behind me because you are not of God, from God or blessed by God either.
AND GOD WEPT…
to you all hearts are open
all desires known
and from you no secrets are hidden
Cleanse the thoughts of our hearts
by the inspiration of your Holy Spirit
that we may perfectly love you
and worthily magnify your holy name
Through Christ our Lord, Amen….
Talk to me about Christian Charity and living a Christian life. Let’s talk about what I did to help my Christian brothers and sisters, when You did nothing… shall we…
When I got sober there was a man with AIDS named Larry, he was a drunk like me. But he was unique. He sat with a bottle on the table and a loaded revolver to shoot himself. He carried that gun with him and showed it to every one of us, and he told us relentlessly that he was going to kill himself. He got sober with the rest of us. Over the years following his spiritual awakening, he did something that no one else thought to do.
People with AIDS were being left in the streets. Mortuaries would not process sick people, they would not touch a body that had been infected with AIDS. Families would not bury their children. We did that. Larry opened his services to the community and he became another champion of the cause. I knew him. He eventually got rid of the gun, so I heard.
For a few minutes during transition, I would warm up the smoker, fire up the turntable and start the computer so that I could worship my God to the music of my soul. I did that every night. I worshiped whatever was going to save me.
I was servant to the men. I was servant to my Master. I was a slave for God, be he dressed or undressed. You never saw God until you witnessed true beauty of the soul in all its carnality. There is something sacredly profane about this part of my life. What went on inside the temple stayed in the temple. Many months would pass and I battled my demons of alcoholism before I finally fell into the pit of death, and there happen to be somebody watching from the sidelines.
Danny saved me that night. He was the man who cradled me in his arms, oxygen mask on my face and had called the paramedics to try and revive me. Danny took me home that night, and did not leave my apartment for a week. He fed me, bathed me and cared for me, under that watchful eye of my Mater Todd. When the word was spoke, action was taken, and hell hath no fury if you did not jump when told to. Todd was very protective over his boys and men.
We were reminded that Todd had lost love to AIDS. Bob was buried across the street in the cemetery that faced our building. It was hard – it was painful, and it was sacred. Kevin and Larry did things for me that no man ever did for me in the real world. We were the three musketeers. We were the team to beat in bar management and service. We ran a tight ship and we were accountable, respectable and reliable. We proved a mighty force against the odds we all faced.
We fed the hungry, and we housed the homeless, we cared for the sick and we buried the dead, when Christians from all walks, the evangelicals who condemned us said that we were being punished by God for our sins. I lived a Christian life and I continue to live it daily, because of your inability to Love as God Loved and serve as God served, I condemn every one of you who condemned or condemn us…
Moving on to Christianity and Catholicism and the Late Pontiff: Taken from my academic writing: Homosexuality, Sanctity and John Paul II. Donald Boisvert is my mentor, academic advisor and teaches religion at Concordia University in Montreal. I know this man, and have taken every course he has taught over the last four years. Academia was not wasted. I took full advantage of my time and I take my position here very seriously.
As a young man I idolized my Pontiff. He was a rock star Pope and he made certain impressions on millions of young people world wide. And as I grew up, I still respected the man for his station, because deep down, I loved the church. I loved my Pope. It was my goal as a young person to serve this man to my dying day, and pledge allegiance to his Church.
Just because I came out of the closet did not change the fact that John Paul was the spiritual leader of the Catholic Church, because the men of faith I grew up with accepted me with all of my flaws and subsequent illness, so I was not affected by Rome on a local level. In University, I learned much about my Pontiff, and I grew to love him more, even if I am critical of his papacy. What Religion Scholar is not critical of their leaders? It is my job as a student to look at all sides of the topic and present my insight as a gay man to others who might need some education on what made John Paul tick, what and who influenced his papacy and in the end, what shaped the papacy and life of John Paul II.
There is so much more we could talk about, and I am moving away from my original topic, so let us return to our discussion and move forward into meditations on Gay Men’s spirituality, we will look at the writing of my mentor and friend, Donald Boisvert.
In Preface Donald quotes Ronald E. Long, “A gay man is one who recognizes and lives by the ‘sacrality’ of masculine beauty and homosex. And ‘coming out’ is a gay man’s refusal to live a life that belies the sacrality of what he holds sacred.” How we see ourselves as gay men, as Catholics and as men of God are as unique as we are individually. Donald believes that “Gay spirituality to be a form of religious expression and a manifestation of identity politics. For me, the two are not mutually exclusive.”
I have cultivated and worked on my gay spirituality for over a decade since I am reaching that point where I can safely say that I have been out and gay for half my life today. It has not been easy and the study of religion with professors that have encouraged me to think ‘outside the box’ has only helped me in my quest for spiritual truth. In further reading of ‘Out on Holy Ground’ Boisvert writes:
“Gay spirituality is characterized by a spirit of defiance. In asserting the truth and viability of the gay religious experience, and in creating the conditions that allow it to assume a meaningful and treasured place in the lives of gay men, gay spirituality situates itself squarely in opposition to the orthodox religious norm. Though some forms of gay spiritual life may be very much tied in with more established churches, gay spirituality, as a whole, is transnormative. It may borrow blatantly and deliberately from a universal storeroom of religious symbols and rituals, but it posits a radically different understanding of the human body and of human sexuality, on the one hand, and of human relationships with the holy or with the sacred, on the other.”
What is it we are called to be, men of faith, men of God, loved by the One who created us, in the face of disinformation and exclusion by Holy Mother Church. This is our ministry to reach out to those who find themselves outside the walls of holy Mother Church trying to find ones way into faith, by any route available. I believe that a faith component is integral to the life of every human being, gay or straight, male or female, young or old. To close out this episode of religious teaching I give you one last quote from ‘Out on Holy Ground,’ Boisvert writes:
“We return to our initial question: What is gay spirituality? In discussing its characteristics, we have examined how it consists of three elements in symbiosis: critical discourse, political action, and sexual affirmation. Gay spirituality reveals the ways by which gay men define, recognize, and assert themselves, not only as individuals having a religious dimension, but as beings whose very difference is the source of their spiritual and historical election.”.”
I BELIEVE I have stated my case succinctly and stated my beliefs and I have even offered some of my academic writings to defend my position in this community. There is not one Christian man or woman on earth, clergy or evangelical who owns the right to judge who I am, what I do or how I live my life. If you want to preach to me, please do not waste your time. I know enough about real Christian life so please save it for someone who needs to find Jesus. I know where he is in my life… And I don’t need your judgment…
No man knows Gods heart. No man Knows what God thinks about a straight man or a gay man. A well man and a man with AIDS. No one speaks for God and no one has spoken to God as far as I know. But I TALK to my God daily, and until he calls me home from this earth I will go on with my Christian life and ministry because at the end, I want to hear my God say to me “Well Done good and faithful servant…”
Hurricane Dean from the International Space Station/NASA
The film, Babette’s Feast was a dichotomy of opposites. Those being, good and evil, rich and the poor, the sacred and the profane, of want and satisfaction what is right and what is wrong, and in the end it speaks of hope and redemption.
Babette, a once famous chef at the Café Englais comes to this seaside village having been sent there with nothing but the clothes on her back, from her riches she ends up poor like those she was sent to serve. The two sisters have a decision to make, they can either take Babette in or send her away, and with that decision, they must ponder that they will have to give from what meagre means they have to support and sustain Babette.
They decide together to take Babette in, and a relationship forms, with three women coming together to make ends meet, Babette moves from being a poor servant to becoming a woman of great richness, and in the beginning I don’t mean material or monetary richness, she cares for the sisters, she learns that her gift of cooking can make its presence known in this simple colony.
There is an expressed tension and trouble amongst the people who live in this religious colony of believers, who have next to nothing, but they have their faith, which at times is the only visible glue that holds this squabbling colony together.
There are more problems than solutions it seems. But through the vehicle of communion, sharing, music and a meal, the issues that seem to separate and confound, seem to fade away when the group is seated together focused on one goal, that of praising God or eating a meal at table.
I think that Babette looks forward to leaving her simple life to return to her rich past and the café where she worked and was famous. Alas, this does not come to pass, yet she receives a letter informing her of a great windfall of money from a lottery win.
Once again, she has a choice to make, she can either take the money and run, or she can make good use of her lottery win, to enhance the lives of the people and community she is now part of. She chooses the latter and sets out to cook a feast of her own choosing with her own money for the good and care of her community. This movie, for me was a vision of “right choices” and the importance of community unity.
This community of meagre means, of fish and gruel becomes a land of plenty with a feast provided by Babette. Babette becomes the teacher, a figure of salvation to those who are seated at her table. She becomes a point of memory and reconnection for some, and a provider for others. There is the speculation by the group that she is a temptress comes to force her sinful ways upon them at this meal, and the group sets out to “not pay attention” to their tongues, to remember the Lord and not be taken in by sinful food or drink.
Course by course Babette has planned out a gastronomic fantasy of food, texture and taste. Brought together are the many members of this colony and the general and his mother. Babette spends every penny she made in the lottery win to bring this feast to her friends.
It is a very selfless act, one of compassion and understanding, and for Babette it is her salvation. For she gives of herself without abandon to the community, who had seen her in bad light and as a temptation? In the beginning we see that she was a burden to her keepers, who had to portion more of what they had to feed another, and now, Babette has the means to repay that kindness ten fold.
She turns a simple kitchen into that of a Master Chef. She lives her past in her present in providing this feast for her guests. She imports food and drink to rival that of a feast fit for a king or queen. It is a remarkable vision to see this dinner set out for her guests, it is fantastic and almost orgasmic. Watching this feast being enjoyed by so many at table, you get caught up in the moments as they pass, and you partake in the amazement of taste and texture.
A transformation occurs through the means of this meal for the people at the table. The mood changes, the people are transformed and for a brief couple of hours, a well decorated general is taken back to another time in his life, when he recounts the story of a Master Chef who was a woman who once cooked the dinner that he was presently eating. Witnessing a spiritual transformation is salvific for the viewer, because it gives us a chance to partake in that saving feast.
In the end the people are grateful and thank their hostess, as the sisters wonder if Babette will return to Paris, and I think we are all surprised when she decides to stay amongst the colony, broke as they are, having spent her every penny on sharing that feast with them and their special guests. Everyone in the movie realize what are really important, life and the living of that life, and those you share that life with.
Not all the great food in the world and truly all the money in the world will not make one happy if one has lost their soul to material things of this world. Babette’s feast was a fantastic movie and has a wonderful moral message and spiritual truth. It speaks of transformation of lives and souls, namely that of Babette and the two sisters. Not to mention the other members of the religious colony.
The Tams in Montreal
Woo Hoo my first production video from Mount Royal taken with my new camera.
Ugh, after all that work, there is a freakin typo at the end of the video!!
Time: 8:05 p.m.
High Heat and Humidity Warning still in effect…
They warned us last night that today the mercury would rise farther up the thermometer than we had seen it in a years time. They weren’t kidding. Not having air conditioning is a pain in the ass, and the fact that we face West with 2 rooms with full windows on both walls makes it even harder. I turned down the dark shades on the widows to try and block the sunlight from frying the apartment and both my wind towers are running at full speed. We can’t “hang” a portable AC unit 17 stories up because it isn’t safe, seeing that directly below on the ground floor is the entrance to the garage, and God forbid a unit falls and kills somebody.
I met with one of my friends today and we had a great discussion. I know that a lot of people read yesterdays entry but once again, nobody leaves comments, so I don’t know what the community at large thinks about what I wrote. I wish, at least, that some of you would engage in a conversation. but oh well. Never expect …
I guess I will leave it there for tonight. I’ve got a whopper headache and I can’t think straight, not that I could ever think “Straight!” mu ha ha ha ha ha!!!
OH GOD – SEND US SNOW!!!!
I’m reading again, “I Heard the Owl Call My Name” and I am in the mindset to write about the custodianship of the living earth. The earth is in a shift, I think we can all agree on that – and attention is now on prevention and maintenance of the earth as it exists today. I have written recently about the fact that many people in my own community are not “Being Maintained” by anyone, they are lost among the crowd, banished to sidewalks, doorways and shelters. What can I do to change that? Write…
What if the governments of the world decided to stop warring and fighting amongst themselves? How much money would we have to spend on other things like food, shelter and water? I heard a comment on late night radio last night that
“There will be wars fought over drinking water!”
I am sure that there are some who think about the Order who seek to bring down the number of earths inhabitants by the millions. There is a surplus in population in certain areas of the world, and for some that is too much, and they would rather see them eradicated than to house and feed them.
The earth is sputtering on its axis. Earthquakes, Volcanoes, Hurricane, Oceanic changes to salinity and food source and the cooling of warm water fisheries all over the globe are causing catastrophic changes to major areas of the worlds oceans. How many more signs do we need from Mother Earth to tell us that something is wrong? And if we don’t stop with our preoccupation with war, division, killing and ignorance, that when “IT” happens we will not survive whatever IT will unleash.
I know better than to sit in my what if’s and coulda, woulda, shoulda! I can look out my windows from here and see trees and grass and the mountain off to the North. We can look out at our world and know that there are forests and people and animals who live amongst that forest. Forests are burning – trees are dying – infestations of beetles are killing swaths of forest across Canada, borne on the winds moving West to East. But I wonder what haven’t we done as custodians of the earth to try and mitigate these things from happening.
What if, The Almighty came down from heaven and told warring factions to lay down their arms, and those in power were removed and power was granted to the masses to govern themselves and the wars stopped all over the earth, not just in certain areas. All the warring areas on the globe. What if we heard from on high that “they” believe that wars fought over ideologies and factions needed to end today, right now, for us to stop killing each other and become custodians to one another. How would that change the face of the earth?
Is there a way for the world to get up and state unanimously that the wars should end? Can we impeach presidents around the world, in countries that are sponsoring, funding and are waging wars on other peoples? Do you see what I am asking here?
We truly need to depose several key world leaders, and the American President AND his entire cabinet need to be removed from office, sooner than later. Because America has been hijacked and “Nazi Control” is becoming an adjective to explain George W. Bush.
Mr. Bush, we are not With you -
And We Stand Against You!! It is time to leave Office…
DO WE want to maintain another Hitler in office? Do we want this man making law and imposing unconstitutional amendments upon his people and the world? Because if he does it – the world is watching and you know, the only reason Hitler was so successful at what he did in the Holocaust, was because the people listened to him, and if the American President can do what he is doing, that gives free reign to other leaders to do the same!!! Bush still has the ears of many world leaders, who are not MAN or WOMAN enough to say NO! We will not follow you. So what do we do?
There are some in power who would see people determined to be locked down and subjugated. That is already happening all over the globe, in many countries. Darfur, Sudan and in other areas of Africa, people are corralled into camps, with no water, electricity or better yet SHELTER. People are being slaughtered by militia men. We need to stop them and the killing needs to end. Genocide is happening in OUR time once again, and on many fronts, we must stop the genocide because:
“We Have Failed to Remember
and We Have Failed to Never
Let It Happen Again”
In the Middle East, the most contentious area of the globe, not to mention Iraq and the Fertile Crescent area of the world including Afghanistan, the militias and the Taliban are trying to eradicate (on a mass scale) entire peoples akin to the likes of Adolf Hitler. If we prayed for the savior to come again and save us, this would be the time and the place.
We must now act, decisively and verbally. We need to lobby those who are in power to do the right thing. We need to Impeach the President. We need to stop the killing in Darfur, we need to stop the wars in the Middle East, Iraq and Afghanistan. We need people on the ground who can be trusted to help reconcile the factions that are fighting with each other and those factions who have fighting going on within themselves. We need ambassadors to get in the game and negotiations must be made to end the worlds strife and wars. If we don’t start this now, WHO is going to take our place later to hold those in office accountable for
“Crimes Against Humanity”
It’s not about who – but What is in this photo, read on…
There are too many people around the globe, being ignored. There are entire continents and nations of people that need to be cared for, not to forget those people in warring countries who need to be fed, re-housed and repatriated back to where they came from, those who had to flee to save their own lives. Rich countries sit back and say “we are doing all we can for those inside our borders.”
Yet on the European continent we know for a fact that there are disenfranchised peoples, in the millions, who are not being cared for properly because of the arrogance of status, ethnic superiority and ignorance to accept everyone for who they are not what form of dress or religious affiliation they identify with.
It comes down to the people to start the tide of Anarchy and Dissension. It is time to take back our land and our government from those who have taken it from us. They have been poor stewards of the land, the environment and of peoples. We must stop this – there is too much conflict in the world, so much that any “other” needs are being ignored at the expense of the whole, for a chosen few.
It Is Time to:
Bring the Soldiers Home – Stop the Wars. You either follow certain prescriptions here: (1) You bring ALL warring leaders to Justice, (2) Let them kill each other and save us the headache, or (3) You bring ‘Just’ Diplomatic Solutions to Warring Factions and Areas – and Sit Down and HAMMER out Peace Agreements and Co-Existence Clauses.
Isn’t it time to sit down and think and come to the realization that what war has done for the last 4 years has NOT worked, so let’s allow the Diplomats to work on Peace.
The Mission is NOT Accomplished.
Peace and Democracy has not been attained and WON’T be attained with the present course of action. WAR does not create Democracy – it Breeds Contempt, Rancor, Hatred and brings Division instead of creating Unity.
In Stopping Wars, Governments Agree to Equal care to all Soldiers repatriated home and for their families. And Agree to Rebuild war torn areas with the funds used to carry out war, and Care for those most affected by the war in their Respective regions.
This applies to Canada and the United States and All Countries involved in wars worldwide. It is NOT Unpatriotic to stand against WAR!! It is NOT Unpatriotic to stand against a President or a sitting Prime Minister.
Democracy is built on the premise of government for the people by the people !! Well People need to start speaking out for Change…
The ‘People’ are being AND have been hugely ignored, save those who support the puppet in office and his cronies he protects. The Ship is Sinking – and is Going down. Who is going to save us? It comes down to us, those of us who are writing around the world, to speak up and ask each and every one of our readers to join this movement. To call your leaders and rulers to task, to make them accountable not only to you the citizens of the country that you reside in, but also to the immigrants who have resettled there as well. Leaders need to be accountable to the earth as well.
Or We Shall Pay when Catastrophe Occurs
We cannot remain self absorbed and self centered. We must step beyond the borders of nationalism and ethnic superiority. We all must be made equal, in that we must begin to love and take care of each other and to become custodians of the world at large, and it begins with me. It begins with you. It continues with US. We must, with a resounding voice say “we have had enough of this…” It is time to end this.
Before We Kill Each Other Trying to create Peace !!!
We must become better custodians to the earth. If we stop the raping and pillaging of the land, we must stop the wars, we must stop the killing of innocents. We must stop the tide of suicide bombers. West and East must come together. The West and The East must agree NEVER to wage war again, however possible that is… We must find peaceful and RIGHT means to the future sustaining of the worlds populations. We MUST find an earthly solution, if we must, a heavenly solution.
“We Have Failed to Remember
and We Have Failed to Never
Let It Happen Again”
You who live safe
In your warm houses,
You who find, returning in the evening,
Hot food and friendly faces:
Consider if this is a man
Who works in the mud
Who does not know peace
Who fights for a scrap of bread
Who dies because of a yes and a no.
Consider if this is a woman,
Without hair and without name
With no more strength to remember,
Her eyes empty and her womb cold
Like a frog in winter
Meditate that this came about:
I commend these words to you.
Carve them in your hearts
At Home, in the street,
Going to bed, rising;
Repeat them to your children,
Or may your house fall apart,
May illness impede you,
May your children turn their faces from you.
Survival in Auschwitz
Winds: NE 11km/h
FOG: visibility 100 m
Night Photography – Flash and Zoom lens on Alexis Nihon Plaza/
As part of the Live Earth concerts, people are spreading the word about ways to be part of the worldwide effort. I have signed the PLEDGE
Please go to www.liveearth.org and take action yourself.
You can see all 8 Live Earth concerts live and on demand at http://www.liveearth.msn.com – and you can take action there, too!
Thank you so much.
Montreal 28 June 2007 – 3:06 a.m.
Current Conditions: Temp: 20c / Humidex: 27 / Humidity: 96%
Winds: SSE – 4kmh Severe humidity and heat warning, Torrential Rain overnight and massive lightening strikes all over the city. Rain is coming down in sheets like bands of a hurricane. We haven’t seen rain like this in a many months.
It’s raining, it’s pouring
My lovelife is boring me to tears, after all these years
No sunshine, no moonlight, no stardust, no sign of romance
We don’t stand a chance
I always dreamed I’d found the perfect lover
But he turned out to be like every other man
There’s nothing left for us here
And we won’t waste another tear
If you’ve had enough, don’t put up with his stuff, don’t you doit
If you’ve had your fill, get the check pay the bill, you can doit
Tell him to just get out,
Nothing left to talk about
Pack his raincoat show him out
Just look him in the eye and simply shout:
Enough is enough
I can’t go on, I can’t go on no more no
Enough is enough
I want him out, I want him out that door now
Enough is enough
Enough is enough