<html><head><meta http-equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"></head><body dir="auto">Another gate . . .<br><div>“Last year, I had a life-changing experience at 90 years old. I went to space, after decades of playing an iconic science-fiction character who was exploring the universe. I thought I would experience a deep connection with the immensity around us, a deep call for endless exploration.</div><div><br></div><div>I was absolutely wrong. The strongest feeling, that dominated everything else by far, was the deepest grief that I had ever experienced.</div><div><br></div><div>I understood, in the clearest possible way, that we were living on a tiny oasis of life, surrounded by an immensity of death. I didn’t see infinite possibilities of worlds to explore, of adventures to have, or living creatures to connect with. I saw the deepest darkness I could have ever imagined, contrasting so starkly with the welcoming warmth of our nurturing home planet.</div><div><br></div><div>This was an immensely powerful awakening for me. It filled me with sadness. I realized that we had spent decades, if not centuries, being obsessed with looking away, with looking outside. I did my share in popularizing the idea that space was the final frontier. But I had to get to space to understand that Earth is and will stay our only home. And that we have been ravaging it, relentlessly, making it uninhabitable."</div><div><br></div><div>~ William Shatner, 2022</div><div dir="ltr"><span style="font-size: 13pt;">Jim Wiegel</span><br><div>
<p class="p1"><span class="s1" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">“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; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Stephen Hawking</span></p></div></div><div dir="ltr"><br><blockquote type="cite">On Nov 5, 2023, at 3:58 PM, Seth Longacre via OE <oe@lists.wedgeblade.net> wrote:<br><br></blockquote></div><blockquote type="cite"><div dir="ltr"><meta http-equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=us-ascii"><meta http-equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=us-ascii"><div style="overflow-wrap: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; line-break: after-white-space;">The tattoo on my left forearm, She Who Hears the Cries of the World.<div><br></div><div></div></div><div><IMG_7985.jpeg></div><meta http-equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=us-ascii"><div style="overflow-wrap: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; line-break: after-white-space;"><meta http-equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=us-ascii"><div></div><div><br></div><div>And a song cycle by Jennifer Berezan:</div><div><br></div><div></div></div><br><meta http-equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><div style="overflow-wrap: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; line-break: after-white-space;"><div></div><div></div></div><div><01-She-Who-Hears-the-Cry-of-the.mp3></div><meta http-equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><div style="overflow-wrap: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; line-break: after-white-space;"><div></div><div><br><div>
<meta charset="UTF-8"><div dir="auto" style="caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(0, 0, 0); letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; text-decoration: none; word-wrap: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; line-break: after-white-space;"><div dir="auto" style="caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(0, 0, 0); letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; text-decoration: none; word-wrap: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; line-break: after-white-space;"><div dir="auto" style="caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; text-decoration: none; word-wrap: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; line-break: after-white-space;"><div dir="auto" style="caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; text-decoration: none; word-wrap: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; line-break: after-white-space;"><div dir="auto" style="caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; text-decoration: none; word-wrap: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; line-break: after-white-space;"><div dir="auto" style="caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; text-decoration: none; word-wrap: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; line-break: after-white-space;"><div dir="auto" style="caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; text-decoration: none; word-wrap: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; line-break: after-white-space;"><div dir="auto" style="caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; text-decoration: none; word-wrap: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; line-break: after-white-space;"><div style="letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; word-wrap: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; line-break: after-white-space;"><div style="letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; word-wrap: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; line-break: after-white-space;"><div style="text-align: start; text-indent: 0px; word-wrap: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; line-break: after-white-space;"><div style="text-align: start; text-indent: 0px; word-wrap: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; line-break: after-white-space;"><div style="text-align: start; text-indent: 0px; word-wrap: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; line-break: after-white-space;"><div style="text-align: start; text-indent: 0px; word-wrap: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; line-break: after-white-space;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; border-spacing: 0px;"><div style="word-wrap: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; line-break: after-white-space;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; orphans: 2; text-align: -webkit-auto; widows: 2; border-spacing: 0px;"><div style="word-wrap: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; line-break: after-white-space;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; text-align: -webkit-auto; border-spacing: 0px;"><div style="word-wrap: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; line-break: after-white-space;"><div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Calibri; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; color: rgb(31, 73, 125);"> Seth T. Longacre<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Calibri; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; color: rgb(31, 73, 125);"> Ashland, OR</span></div><div style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Helvetica; margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal;"><br></div><div style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto; font-style: normal; font-size: 14px;"><font face="Calibri" color="#0433ff">Unapologetically committed to equality, diversity, compassion, love, and justice.</font></span></div></div><div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Calibri; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; color: rgb(31, 73, 125);"><br></span></div></div></span></div></span></div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; border-spacing: 0px;"><div style="word-wrap: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; line-break: after-white-space;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; text-align: -webkit-auto; border-spacing: 0px;"><div style="word-wrap: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; line-break: after-white-space;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; text-align: -webkit-auto; border-spacing: 0px;"><div style="word-wrap: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; line-break: after-white-space;"><div><font class="Apple-style-span" face="Calibri"><div style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(192, 80, 77);"> </span><span style="font-size: 11pt; color: rgb(192, 80, 77);">———-O0ooo—<br> ———–(——)—<br> ————)–-/—-<br> ————(_/-<br> —-ooo0O—-<br> —-(——)—-<br> —–\-–(–<br> ——\_)-<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; color: rgb(31, 73, 125);"><o:p> </o:p></span></div></font></div></div></span></div></span></div></span></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>
</div>
<div><br><blockquote type="cite"><div>On Nov 5, 2023, at 11:09, James Wiegel via OE <oe@lists.wedgeblade.net> wrote:</div><br class="Apple-interchange-newline"><div><meta http-equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><div dir="auto"><div>Saw this this morning</div><div><br></div><div>There is a woman across cultures, called by different names in different stories, who is weeping without being able to stop. Day and night, and for centuries now, she cries ceaselessly. In the old Mexican stories, she is La Llorona, in ancient Greece, she is Niobe. And, honestly, I’m so glad to know her: To know that in every corner of the world, there is a universal Weeping Woman who carries the grief of the world and weeps for the children and for what has been lost, and weeps over betrayal and injustice and over the madness of power. She is a grief-bearer who won’t stop weeping even after she is turned to stone, like Niobe, by those who are tired of her tears. But now the stone weeps- it’s still there, weeping, on Mt. Sipylus! </div><div><br></div><div>It is simply the Weeping Woman’s job, endlessly: To not deny the grief of the world, to not be afraid to feel it. To carry even the grief of those who have hardened their shell against feeling, beyond recognition. </div><div><br></div><div>I love her even more now when we need her so badly. She gives us permission to feel the bottomless grief of our world– but also the responsibility to not drown in it: Because, like the stories tell us, grief like that flows to make rivers and oceans, but it also must flow through our bodies & hearts, and when it does– when a grief is felt and moved and loved inside us– it’s an unstoppable force, a purifying deluge, a power that guides us to action, but from the tenderest parts of our hearts!</div><div><br></div><div>I recently brought up Weeping Woman in a workshop I was holding, and the first thing in the room was Resistance. ‘No, I don’t want to go there now…I’ve been a weeping woman before, why touch that again...’ But when we moved with her, we were made new. There was an indescribable tenderness in us and in the space, from which something very precious and gentle was being born.</div><div><br></div><div>What I’m saying is, we need Weeping Woman right now. She tells us we all share the responsibility to carry the collective grief, to be made more deeply human by it. To turn to our ‘enemies’ and opponents with a heart rendered harmless by the love hidden in grief. To listen to the guidance of the griefs that so many of us carry. Because, at the end, like Niobe’s tears that now flow from the rock into which she was turned and make everything green with life again, our own grief- undenied- might be the only way for us to grow something new and precious, and hopeful. </div><div>~</div><div><br></div><div>If it so happens that you need a space for this, I am holding an online Weeping Woman journey in a couple of weeks- stories, movement, and the truth of the heart. Open to all, and no one turned away.</div><div><br></div><div>deepbody.org/mythicwoman</div><br><div dir="ltr"><span style="font-size: 13pt;">Jim Wiegel</span><br><div><p class="p1"><span class="s1" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">“…the long work<br>
of turning their lives<br>
into a celebration<br>
is not easy. Come </span><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-size: 19pt;">and let us talk</span><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-size: 19pt;">“. </span></p><p class="p1"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-size: 19pt;">The Sunflowers. Mary Oliver</span></p></div></div><div dir="ltr"><br></div></div></div></blockquote></div><br></div></div><span>_______________________________________________</span><br><span>OE mailing list</span><br><span>OE@lists.wedgeblade.net</span><br><span>http://lists.wedgeblade.net/listinfo.cgi/oe-wedgeblade.net</span><br></div></blockquote></body></html>