Once again, this year has been a year of
endings and a year of beginnings. As I am challenged to maintain an open
heart and mind about the present and future of our planet and human
life, I find the conversations within our meditation group to be
helpful. How do I/we celebrate life and it's gifts available to us AND
share the grief of peoples/creatures of our world who live in fear,
terror and starvation? Several years ago I discovered a poem by Thich
Nhat Hahn that spoke to me then and continues to speak as his words
return to my thoughts. It speaks to the dilemma that I feel daily...
holding images of the whole of existence. My own poetry writing is at a
plateau at this moment and so I choose to share words from a mentor and
friend. Please see the attached poem, PLEASE CALL ME BY MY TRUE NAMES.
It has been two years since Fred's passing from his earthly life to
journey-on in whatever form beautiful energy can be found. Our family
and friends continue to share memories of Fred - often laughing, making
jokes and shedding tears as we tell stories, singing one of his favorite
songs, looking at his photos .... my 7 year old neighbor Alex asked me
the other day if he could see some photos of Grandpa Fred who is a
vibrant presence in our lives; in the lives of young and old. Our
community, my beloved community of Songaia is so present in my life. We
are in the midst of creating a larger neighborhood that includes 2 other
communities whose properties are adjacent to ours, in fact they include
some of the original Songaia members who have moved and opened the
doors for new members on the original property. The garden was
incredibly beautiful this past summer with the creative guidance of
Patricia Newkirk as garden manager along with our own community
Biogaians, many volunteers and our first 3 garden interns. Our new web
site in process can be seen ...
www.songaia.com