Setting an Intention

Let us be mindful that
children need love;
but
in the presence of peace
and justice
we can provide the tangibles
of food, shelter, clothing and
education.

Let us right the wrongs
for the sake of our children.

Beauty in the Midst

Mwamini

Mungu

si

mtovu.

(He who trusts in God lacks nothing.)

Symptoms of Inner Peace

Watch for signs of Peace. The hearts of a great many have already been exposed to it, and it seems likely that we could find our society experiencing it in epidemic proportions.

Some signs and symptoms of inner peace:

1. Tendency to think and act spontaneously rather than from fear-based on past experiences.

2. An unmistakable ability to enjoy each moment.

3. Loss of interest in judging other people.

4. Loss of interest in judging self.

5. Loss of interest in interpreting the action of others.

6. Loss of interest in conflict.

7. Loss of ability to worry (a very serious symptom).

8. Frequent, overwhelming episodes of appreciation.

9. Contented feelings of connectedness with others and nature.

10. Frequent attacks of smiling through the eyes from the heart.

11. Increasing tendency to let things happen rather than making them happen.

12. Increased suceptibility to Love extended by others as well as the uncontrollable urge to extend it.

If you have all or even most of the above symptoms, please be advised that your condition may be too far advanced to turn back. If you are exposed to anyone exhibiting several of these symptoms, remain exposed at your own risk. This condition of Inner Peace is likely well into its infectuous stage. Be forewarned.

(from the Olympia Fellowship of Reconciliation Newsletter, Issue 63, 1986 - it's still good)

Balance

Hangin' out over the Rift Valley

Leopold Sedar Senghor

Let us report present at the rebirth of the World
Like the yeast which white flour needs.

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For who would teach rhythm to a dead world of machines and guns?

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Who would give the cry of joy to wake the dead and the bereaved at dawn?

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Say, who would give back the memory of life to the man whose hopes are smashed?

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They call us men of coffee cotton oil...

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We are the men of the dance, whose feet draw new strength pounding the hardened earth.

Morning

Early in the

Morning...