Visit in Poland Summer 2011

posted Saturday, 6 August 2011 at 5:35 pm by andy

second peace kinhin

posted Sunday, 5 June 2011 at 11:42 am by andy

Four weeks ago, I walked a second peace kinhin. The walk in April never happened due to bad weather on the weekends I had free. This time the walk was from Union Square to 125th, via Park and Lexington Avenues. Today, I will be doing the third walk.

Real Peace

I carry a peace sign
First boy says ‘what’s that say?’
Second boy says ‘it says peace!’
First boy thumps heart with fist
   Throws a two-finger V
   Speaks ‘peace’
   Pauses
   Questions ‘for what?’
I say ‘everyone’
First boy asks ‘all countries?’
I say ‘all people’
   every
      <pause>
         one
Peace is not abstract not an abstraction
People are not abstract not an abstraction
‘Fuck peace!
I never hearda the word’
The seed lies in each of us
Sometimes a desert
Sometimes a rocky shelf
Sometimes soil
Sometimes the forest floor
Voices call out ‘peace!’
Within or without?
Only between nations?
Little girl asks ‘where are you taking that?’
I say ‘everywhere’
Peace in each diamond heart
Reflected mirrormaze
Endless echoless echo
Of Indra’s net
 
 

why bother?

posted Wednesday, 4 May 2011 at 9:34 am by andy

Once our personal connection to what is wrong becomes clear, then we have to choose: we can go on as before, recognizing our dishonesty and living with it the best we can, or we can begin the effort to change the way we think and live.

- Wendell Berry

And, Michael Pollan, expanding on this thought.

power at its best is love

posted Monday, 25 April 2011 at 4:56 pm by andy

From Martin Luther King, Jr.’s ‘Where do we go from here?’ speech to the Southern Christian Leadership Conference

This is the start of the speech

why we cannot multitask

posted Wednesday, 20 April 2011 at 10:14 am by andy

An interview with Clifford Nass on how multitasking doesn’t really work.

What people call multitasking is really task-switching. When we consciously do something, our attention is placed there (even if we’re not fully aware of that). And when we consciously do two things at once, our attention is switching rapidly between them. I specify consciously to exclude involuntary activities such as breathing or digestion. When it comes to intellectual activity, that switching has a cost and it degrades the quality of all the activities being juggled.

Just a silly man who needs a shave

posted Thursday, 14 April 2011 at 9:22 pm by andy

Sleepwalking in the house

posted at 7:21 am by andy

War, even so-called conventional war, constantly blurred the moral sense, the sense of limits: inevitably, war became total war. More troops, more firepower, more bombings of civilians, more everything.

And at home, equally and inevitably, more lies, more disclaimers of guilt, a constantly shifting language of justification, shoddy politics, the corruption of once decent public conscience. A growing unease, in a public used only to ease. The unease moved for a long time in a void. It was as though a sleepwalker wandered about, wringing hands in a darkened house, seeking, in inarticulate plaints, solace for the crimes of conscious life. What to do, O where to go? The implication, the guilt, were plain: there was a corpse in the house locked and empty and dark. But there was, as yet, nothing to do: so the sleeping one wept.

Daniel Berrigan
To Dwell in Peace: An Autobiography

Machines

posted Wednesday, 13 April 2011 at 7:04 am by andy

We have built machines of violence.
We have built machines of greed.

Our militaries, our police forces, our weapons industries.
Applied force around the globe.
Our banks, our real estate, our insurers, commercialization,
economies of consumption.

If we do not approve of violence, do not approve of greed, we must step aside from it, must reject it, must acknowledge its roots in feelings of fear and feelings of lack. Is this action harmful? Is this action fulfilling perceived need or actual need? Continuously asking these questions of ourselves. Continuously striving for something better for us, for those around us, for everyone. We can ask no less of ourselves if we are to hope for a better world.

Going for a walk

posted Saturday, 2 April 2011 at 10:24 am by andy

peace

Last Saturday I took a walk up Broadway. A walk with a five foot tall peace sign mounted on a six foot long bamboo pole. Why?

A while back, I read about John Francis in Planet Walker. Troubled by an oil spill in 1971, John Francis examines his part in what happened and his responsibility for the world around him and, as a response, stops using motor vehicles, begins walking everywhere, learns to play the banjo, and chooses to stop speaking, communicating without words. Small walks at first. Then across the country over the course of nine years. Then a five year walk through South America. He also founded Planetwalk, dedicated to environmental consciousness.

Hear him speak…

He inspired me though it took a while for that inspiration to take form. In the fall, the idea came to me – a peace sign. Carry a peace sign around New York City. Do it in a meditative way, like kinhin, the silent, eyes-downward walking meditation that follows seated practice in the Zen tradition. Crazy sounding? Yes, but it felt right – walking in silence is one place I feel comfortable and light, where I can do no harm because all there is is walking. How would I make it happen?

The idea takes a seat on the shelf of ideas and more time passes, but the world keeps pressing. America is fighting in Iraq, in Pakistan, in Afghanistan, in Libya. Our culture is seeded with aggression and conflict. How can we respond to that? How can we answer that with an alternative? How can we plant seeds of peace, cooperation, and collaboration?

I look at my own life and I see the many conflicts. Minor frustrations that become disconnection or harsh words. Arguments, points of view, opinions, decisions. Reacting to events from deep habit instead of this moment. All of this requires attention. All of this requires letting go and being open. And that takes patience, dedication, and encouragement.  Part practice for myself, part hope for others, I spend spare hours over a month building a sign – a five foot tall peace sign that can be broken down into pieces to make it easy to transport. And I get a six foot tall bamboo pole so I could carry the sign high, for all to see.

And, on March 26th, I walked from Battery Park to Verdi Square on the Upper West Side carrying this sign. None of the fears I had before embarking on this came to pass. The police did not hassle me. Nobody heckled me. The sign did not fly off the pole or fall into pieces in a heavy wind. What I did hear is a lot of encouragement and support. My eyes were mostly on the ground, so I hardly saw the faces I passed – I suspect there was some confusion too. Maybe nothing at all changed. Maybe somebody asked themselves deeper questions. Maybe somebody felt inspired. Maybe somebody felt hopeful.

I have no idea what ripples this little pebble might create, but I aim to walk each month with this sign and maybe each of us will begin to realize that if we believe in peace, if we want peace, then we have to think peace, speak peace, act peace.

 

 

To a veteran
Walking up Broadway
Carrying a five foot tall peace sign
On a six foot bamboo pole
‘I support what you’re saying’
Short hair, glasses, standing
‘Read my sign – I support what you’re doing’
Homeless vet written neatly on cardboard
There was more
But I was walking
Planting seeds
‘Right on’ was all that came from my mouth
You needed to be heard
I needed to hear you
Walking
Carrying
I was too many steps away

 

 

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posted Friday, 1 April 2011 at 8:27 am by andy

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