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gratitude Reflections water

Thanksgiving

Racism. Police brutality. Global warming. Never ending war. Students kidnapped and most likely killed. Refugees drowning in the mediterranean while looking for some hope of a future. Austerity. Rise of fascism and religious fundamentalism. State and corporate surveillance. Rape. Homophobia and transphobia and the violence that often accompanies it. Indiscriminate suppression of dissent. The list of news that can, and do, depress us and infuriate us seems to have no end. And today is thanksgiving in the USA, a day when we are supposed to give thanks for what we have, a day with its own very ugly history and context. Finding gratitude in the midst of all this can be, at best, a challenge.

Yet, it is precisely in the midst of all this that we need to remind ourselves what we are grateful for, otherwise we can just fall into a permanent state of cynicism, resentment, fear and anger. While these are understandable emotions and especially fear and anger can help motivate us to work for change, I generally find them not very good places in which to establish permanent residence.

A few months ago I was talking with a friend who is doing a lot of work in support of political prisoners, frankly an area where good news is not the norm. As we were talking about the stress and tension that she felt we walked outside under the night sky. Away from lights we looked up to see the stars and the milky way. We fell silent for a moment appreciative of the beauty above us and around us. It is at times like this that I am reminded that despite all the ugliness that we might encounter, it is beauty that is the norm in our universe. At times this beauty is hidden from us. Often we forget to look for it or fail to recognize it. And some times, like that night, we need to step deeper into the darkness in order to find it. But it is always there, always around us, always waiting to welcome us, to remind us that we don’t struggle because of the ugliness of the world but because of its beauty.

So today, like everyday, I am grateful for the beauty of the world. I am grateful for this earth and all that she provides for us. I am grateful for the indigenous peoples who welcomed the strange newcomers on their land and shared with them its beauty and its bounty. I am grateful for the indigenous peoples who fought and continue to fight and resist those who didn’t show gratitude in response but tried to conquer, exploit, control and own beauty and land and people as if they are not the gifts of the world but commodities to be used. I am grateful for all those, past, present and future, here and everywhere, who continue to fight and resist oppression, domination and exploitation and work to bring forward a world where everyone is free. I am grateful for the artists, the writers, the poets, the musicians in our midst who remind us what it means to be human. I am grateful for the workers who have built everything that we get to use in our daily lives. I am grateful for the farmers and all the people who make sure that we have food. I am grateful for the healers and the teachers amongst us. I am grateful for all the people who history has ignored or forgotten but who contributed in their own small and significant way towards a better world for future generations. I am grateful for my parents and their parents and all of my ancestors who made it possible for me to exist today. I am grateful for my kids, my family, my friends, my coworkers, and all my fellow travelers in this fascinating journey of ours.

And I am grateful for the sea and the night sky for never failing to remind me that beauty is all around us.

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E. Mediterranean water

Sensationalism?

I have been asked at times why I would post a video like the one I did yesterday, the one from Lefkada, with the capsized boat carrying migrants, that it seemed sensational. I have to admit that the question got me thinking. Is it just sensationalism? Why would we watch people working together to recover the bodies of children and the grief and lament that is obvious in that task? I don’t honestly have the answer to that. But I do know why I posted that video, and why I have posted similar ones in the past. Because incidents like that happen all the time. Most of the time there are “small scale,” one or three dead, sometimes more like today, other times a lot more like Lampedusa. But whether we hear about it in the main news or it is just a footnote in a local paper, all those incidents have a thing in common. The people lost are just a number. Most of the time we don’t know their names, their stories, their dreams, where they came from, their hopes for wherever they are trying to go to, the nightmares of the places they are escaping from. When the number is small they get ignored. When the numbers are big they become a symbol of failed policies, or a symbol for policy reforms, or whatever the politicians of the day need symbols for. But in the end I think that all they wanted to be is human beings living a life of dignity, and maybe even a little comfort and joy. Yes, I cry when I see videos like that, when I read news like that and I suspect that many of you do too. And maybe as our tears join theirs we can keep remembering our, and their, humanity. Because I think we owe them at least that.

 

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General greece water θάλασσα

Lament and rage at the loss of 12 people

27 economic migrants, most likely from Syria, attempted to board a boat in Greece that the traffickers had told them would take them to another boat in Italy. Unfortunately the boat capsized and the people were thrown into the frigid waters. 15 made it to shore but 12 (including four children) did not. The video by a local news station shows the anger towards the traffickers, the shock at the bodies of the children and the anguish of the survivors.
WARNING: The images in the video have been blurred in several parts and some of the greek voices have been cut but the Arabic voices have not.

http://www.lifo.gr/now/greece/37676