Down by the farmers fields it was cold and windswept
with only a mated pair of Red tail Hawks for company
Monday, December 12, 2016
12.11.16 Woo woo litle boy
https://www.facebook.com/GwenMcClellanWordsandPictures/videos/1160163644020418/
12.11.16 Cold cold
Cold cold, the sky like an
intricate cellular membrane
https://www.facebook.com/GwenMcClellanWordsandPictures/videos/1159939747376141/
intricate cellular membrane
https://www.facebook.com/GwenMcClellanWordsandPictures/videos/1159939747376141/
Sunday, December 11, 2016
12.9.16 How we manage these days
Friday 12.9.16 FB Video
How we manage our day is up to us.
How we manage our tasks and relations and responsibilities and grave great current concerns necessitates resourcefulness and great gorgeous interdependence.
How we acknowledge that which is happening, which we know is not good stuff, while making the effort in our own day we are given ,to retain trust in those things we know are of value, while keeping on, is up to all of us.
Reframing and choosing how much of what to expose ourselves to, while hoping to be informed to a certain extent, is wise and sustainable and sets limits for our own sense of decency and honor and protects our health and well being.
So, know and remember this.
There are so many of us here.
So many feel so overwhelmed and worried and desperate and ready to try anything.
Others still understand and are committed to seeking out information and equity and civil rights for all; and historical perspective.
And understand to a certain extent the long view, the long cycles of change in life and nations.
Let us support each other and know we're not alone in our quest for respect and social and economic justice for all. For the sanctity of the earth and sustainable living wages. For equal opportunities and job training and education and safe work places.
That this and justice and well being for all are never mutually exclusive.
That opportunists and charlatans will always be making their inroads.
That at the end of the day, you will have peace, knowing your goodness and your honor.
Do unto others, that others do unto you.
https://www.facebook.com/gwen.mcclellan/videos/10208409881628117/
How we manage our day is up to us.
How we manage our tasks and relations and responsibilities and grave great current concerns necessitates resourcefulness and great gorgeous interdependence.
How we acknowledge that which is happening, which we know is not good stuff, while making the effort in our own day we are given ,to retain trust in those things we know are of value, while keeping on, is up to all of us.
Reframing and choosing how much of what to expose ourselves to, while hoping to be informed to a certain extent, is wise and sustainable and sets limits for our own sense of decency and honor and protects our health and well being.
So, know and remember this.
There are so many of us here.
So many feel so overwhelmed and worried and desperate and ready to try anything.
Others still understand and are committed to seeking out information and equity and civil rights for all; and historical perspective.
And understand to a certain extent the long view, the long cycles of change in life and nations.
Let us support each other and know we're not alone in our quest for respect and social and economic justice for all. For the sanctity of the earth and sustainable living wages. For equal opportunities and job training and education and safe work places.
That this and justice and well being for all are never mutually exclusive.
That opportunists and charlatans will always be making their inroads.
That at the end of the day, you will have peace, knowing your goodness and your honor.
Do unto others, that others do unto you.
https://www.facebook.com/gwen.mcclellan/videos/10208409881628117/
12.11.16 Dylan and Patti and Leaning in
This was profound. She sang his song beautifully for him.Telling us a Hard Rain Is Gonna Fall. She made a mistake because she said she was so nervous and apologized and started again. What grace. What authenticity. Then she sang and sang and we listened and leaned into each other and cried and nodded and all the analytics of the election and our gravest great concerns transformed into potent emotion and visceral comprehension and the Hard Rain brought Dylan and celebration of him and Patti and so much more on home to us all and we,all over this land,watched and listened and cried and leaned in and knew.
http://www.newyorker.com/culture/cultural-comment/a-transcendent-patti-smith-accepts-bob-dylans-nobel-prize
http://www.newyorker.com/culture/cultural-comment/a-transcendent-patti-smith-accepts-bob-dylans-nobel-prize
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