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But we often fail to recognize them. It is hard to believe they can inhabit this world of ours. They all seem to have left it behind. We invoke them as though they were all in heaven and able to bestow on </font><font size="1" face="Arial" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: inherit;">US </font><font size="2" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Times New Roman; background-color: inherit;">only invisible and supernatural favours. It would seem to be presumption on our part to seek to imitate them. Our Christian name serves rarely to remind us of the protection the saints are able to afford, now that they have become ministers of God and dispensers of His gifts. Y et it is their death that has made them saints; for it was death that brought about the spiritual transformation without which they would be mere men like ourselves. They are now so purified as to seem mere symbols of the virtue which marked their life and which is active in us by force of an example we can never hope to equal. It seems ridiculous that someone whom we have seen and touched, whose weaknesses, foibles and faults we have observed, whose life has been involved in our life and whose brow was adorned by no halo, should have trod the path of holiness before our eyes without our having any inkling of it. But holiness is invisible alike on earth and in heaven; and it is far more difficult to identify under the appearances of flesh and blood than in its conceptual form as an image or an idea.</font></span></div><div style="color: rgb(38, 40, 42); font-family: Helvetica Neue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;" dir="ltr" data-setdir="false"><br></div><div style="color: rgb(38, 40, 42); font-family: Helvetica Neue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;" dir="ltr" data-setdir="false">Were those of us attracted to the Institute such extraordinary people or was there something we did with one another that brought out a human quality?</div><div style="color: rgb(38, 40, 42); font-family: Helvetica Neue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;"><br clear="none"></div><div style="color: rgb(38, 40, 42); font-family: Helvetica Neue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;">Either way, Rebecca, our family is deeply thankful for your family and both sad and glad for your Mom</div></div></div><br></div><div class="ydpf9d7ca47signature"><a href="http://partnersinparticipation.com/?page_id=123" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">Jim Wiegel</a> <br><p class="ydpf9d7ca47MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0.0001pt;"><span style="font-family:HelveticaNeue, 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif;line-height:18.3999996185303px;background-color:rgb(255, 255, 255);">“That which consumes me is not man, nor the earth, nor the heavens, but the flame which consumes man, earth, and sky." 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On Saturday, June 6, 2020, 09:10:19 AM MST, James Wiegel <jfwiegel@yahoo.com> wrote:
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<div><div id="ydp158e10edyiv7281769794"><div>Years ago there was an article in Time magazine that started<div><br clear="none"></div><div>“There are saints among us”. Were those of us attracted to the Institute such extraordinary people or was there something we did with one another that brought out a human quality?</div><div><br clear="none"></div><div>Either way, Rebecca, our family is deeply thankful for your family and both sad and glad for your Mom</div><div><br clear="none"><div dir="ltr"><span style="font-size:13pt;">Jim Wiegel</span><br clear="none"><div>
<p class="ydp158e10edyiv7281769794p1"><span class="ydp158e10edyiv7281769794s1">“We are all time travelers journeying into the future. But let us make that future a place we want to visit. “ — </span><span style="font-size: 13pt;">Stephen Hawkings</span></p></div></div><div dir="ltr"><br clear="none"><blockquote type="cite">On Jun 5, 2020, at 8:04 PM, Richard Alton via OE <oe@lists.wedgeblade.net> wrote:<br clear="none"><br clear="none"></blockquote></div><blockquote type="cite"><div dir="ltr"><div dir="ltr"><div class="ydp158e10edyiv7281769794yqt7167362706" id="ydp158e10edyiv7281769794yqt28753"><div dir="ltr"><div class="ydp158e10edyiv7281769794gmail_default" style="font-size:large;"><div>Below is a remembrance about my mom and some photos. Feel free to share with the ICA community. Sorry it took me so long, it was a more sorrowful project than I imagined. </div><div><br clear="none"></div><div>All my best,</div><div>Rebecca</div><div><br clear="none"></div><div><br clear="none"></div><div><div dir="ltr" style="color:rgb(0,0,0);">It is with deep sorrow that we share the loss of Dr.<span>Teresa</span> <span>Lingafelter</span> on May 10th, 2020 at the age of 71. She was diagnosed with a glioblastoma on April 10th. <span>Teresa</span> passed away at her home in northwest Portland, overlooking the west hills covered in spring foliage.<br clear="none"><br clear="none">She was born August 1, 1948 in Seattle, WA, daughter of William C. Tobin and Margaret Tobin, and sister to William and Robert Tobin. She married Robert <span>Lingafelter</span> in 1968, and had one daughter, Rebecca <span>Lingafelter</span> in 1978. She was mother-in-law to Mark Valadez, and was made a joyful grandmother by Rosalind Grace Valadez in 2017. She was sister-in-law to Susan Tobin, Tom and Kathy <span>Lingafelter</span>, Jim and Lynn <span>Lingafelter</span>, Dick and Linda <span>Lingafelter</span> and Dan and Kitty <span>Lingafelter</span>. She was aunt to Enoch and Colin Tobin, and Kerrie, Kristie, Sarah, Megan, Tanner and Sam <span>Lingafelter</span>. And a good friend to many.<br clear="none"><br clear="none"><span>Teresa</span> spent her life dedicated to the practice of creating a more just and equitable world. Starting in grade school, she organized a strike by the girls crossing guard to petition for new uniforms (which the boys guard had already received). They got the new uniforms. She attended the University of Washington, where she earned her BA in History and met Robert. They joined Ithaca, a community of students and activists, self-described as a “cadre”, working for radical social change. From there, <span>Teresa</span> and Robert joined the Institute for Cultural Affairs whose mission is to build a just and equitable society in harmony with planet Earth through empowering cultural dimensions of the social process. Their work with the ICA took them to the Philippines, Australia, the inner city of Chicago, Jamaica, Malaysia, and Belgium. In the mid-eighties, she returned to the United States and began a new chapter working in the Mississippi Delta with PINAH (Partners for Improved Nutrition and Health), an organization that partnered with local community leaders as well as state and local health agencies to address systemic issues of inequality in Mississippi’s healthcare system. From Mississippi, she moved to California to work with the Freedom From Hunger Foundation. In 1993, she began work on a Master’s degree in Urban Planning at UCLA, graduating in 1996, and continuing on to earn her PhD in Urban Planning in 2012. She wrote her dissertation on the citizen-led Neighborhood Planning Program in Seattle, highlighting the ways in which this democratic approach to planning resulted in a more equitable distribution of resources to low-income neighborhoods. In addition to her academic research which ranged from work on participatory action with SEIU and home health workers to a program in south Los Angeles that gave cameras to school children to create visual narratives of their lives in the inner-city, <span>Teresa</span> worked as a consultant for non-profits and other groups, applying her extensive skills in facilitation and strategic planning to a wide range of organizations. These last few years saw her shifting her focus towards family; contributing joyfully to Rosalind’s care, and friends; taking frequent trips to Seattle for reunions with Ithaca and her beloved book club. <br clear="none"><br clear="none"><span>Teresa</span> was modest about her own achievements--her PhD, her writing, strategic planning, leading conversations and workshops. Her analytic mind was awesome to encounter. At the same time she savored the successes of others with a cry of “brilliant.” There was a generosity of spirit that pervaded her encounters with others. <span>Teresa</span>could also be unhesitatingly abrupt when she believed you were not seeing the injustice in a situation. When she was leading a group, she had the ability to step back and provide the space for reflection and insight. <br clear="none"><br clear="none"><span>Teresa</span> was a fierce and loyal friend and mother. She loved the newest technology. She was the first to get a smart phone and to use it in all sorts of ways. She liked to monitor a lot of things, sleep, time on phone, minutes exercising, calories. She also had a deep historical understanding that kept her focused on justice and equality and the long view. She had a special interest in medieval history and named her first i-phone, Clovis, after the 5th Century King of the Franks. <span>Teresa</span> was always up for a “field trip”. A walk in the woods, a boat ride, a survey of the beach, a monitor at the Women’s March all taken with a sense of adventure and joyfulness. She relished encounters with animals especially dogs, though also harbor seals, rabbits, cows, horses, turtles and goats. She approached cooking with a combination of a general and a connoisseur. She loved figuring out what to cook. And she was a terrific cook. She was unafraid to try new things, and encouraged experimentation. She loved dark Norwegian crime novels, Shakespeare, never missed a Marvel movie, and was a self-admitted podcast junkie.<br clear="none"><br clear="none">She lived her life with profound intention and purpose and touched many thousands of lives along her path. She was an incredible human being and she is deeply missed. <br clear="none"><br clear="none">The Road goes ever on and on <br clear="none">Out from the door where it began.<br clear="none">Now far ahead the Road has gone,<br clear="none">Let others follow it who can!<br clear="none">Let them a journey new begin,<br clear="none">But I at last with weary feet<br clear="none">Will turn towards the lighted inn,<br clear="none">My evening-rest and sleep to meet. </div><div dir="ltr" style="color:rgb(0,0,0);">-JRR Tolkien</div></div><div><font color="#000000" face="Trebuchet MS, Arial, sans-serif" size="2"> </font></div><div><font color="#000000" face="Trebuchet MS, Arial, sans-serif" size="2"><br clear="none"></font></div></div><div><br clear="none"></div>-- <br clear="none"><div dir="ltr"><div dir="ltr"><div><div dir="ltr"><div><div dir="ltr"><div><div dir="ltr"><div><div dir="ltr"><div><div dir="ltr"><div><div dir="ltr"><div dir="ltr"><div dir="ltr"><div dir="ltr"><div>Richard H. T. Alton</div><div>One Earth Film Fest ( OEFF)</div><div>Green Community Connections</div><div>Interfaith Green Network</div><div>T: 773.344.7172</div><div><a shape="rect" href="mailto:richard.alton@gmail.com" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">richard.alton@gmail.com</a></div><div><b><font size="2">*Save the Date! One Earth Film Festival 2021, March </font></b></div><div><font size="2">http:<a shape="rect" href="http://www.oneearthfilmfestival.org" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">www.oneearthfilmfestival.org</a></font></div><div><font size="2"><br clear="none"></font></div><div><font size="2">Make Plain the Vision, Habakkuh 2:2</font></div><div><font size="2">Won't you be my neighbor?</font></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>
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