April 30, 2008

Lili Haydn Children of Babylon

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April 29, 2008


Lili Haydn is quite phenomenal in person.
Her performance was only one
of the amazing things we witnessed today.

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April 26, 2008

"When you see the Earth from space,
you don't see any divisions of nation-states there.
This may be the symbol of the new mythology to come;
this is the country we will celebrate,
and these are the people we are one with."

-Joseph Campbell

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"Find a place inside where there is joy,
and the joy will burn out the pain."

_Joseph Campbell

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"It is by going down into the abyss
that we recover the treasures of life.
Where you stumble, there lies your treasure."

-Joseph Campbell

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April 24, 2008

"Furthermore, we have not even to risk the journey alone;
for the heroes of all time have gone before us;
the labyrinth is thoroughly known;
we have only to follow the thread of the hero-path.

And where we had thought to find an abomination,
we shall find a god;
where we had thought to slay another,
we shall slay ourselves;
where we had thought to travel outward,
we shall come to the center of our own existence;
where we had thought to be alone, we shall be with all the world.


-Joseph Campbell

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April 22, 2008


One Earth.
One Heart.
We are becoming.

Earth Day 2008

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April 21, 2008

She's Here!

"It's a new dawn
It's a new day
It's a new life"

Isabella Juliette Pusateri arrived at 8:07 AM this morning.
Mom, Dad and baby are all doing fine.

Welcome to the world, little one. :- )

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April 20, 2008


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“During times of war, hatred becomes quite respectable, even though it has to masquerade often under the guise of patriotism.”

-Howard Thurman

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April 16, 2008


This morning she woke at an earlier hour. When she came fully awake, she realized that the gloom and sluggishness of the day before had disappeared.

In its place was renewed vigor – a cheerful outlook and a new determination to forge ahead. All the tasks left undone the night before did not seem so overwhelming on this bright new day.

It wasn’t long before she was making check marks next to the items on her to-do list. Maybe all that was needed to dispel the darkness was to give voice to her fears. And to trust that with just a small shift in perception, everything in life can be transformed.

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don’t forget

how you move through the dirt and the dust and the muck
how you breathe through the length of each trembling hour
how you fall and you rise in your longing and luck
how you manage a moment of stillness and power
how you hope, how you dream, how you talk to the moon
how you locate your light in the thundering black
how you reach out your hand for a tendril of June
how you swallow your dread and your loss and your lack
how you capture the notes to a burgeoning song
how you know in your heaviest heart you’re not wrong.

-Maya Stein

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April 15, 2008

Out of longing...

The night was thick with dreams again. About being in tight places and constricted spaces. Of swollen eyes, closed to mere slits. Of dead ends and detours and public exposure. Of meetings with old friends, who then disappeared. And of searches which ended in disappointment.

When she awoke she was groggy, sore and sad. Lonely. And somewhat fearful that this day would end much like the last. With little accomplished. Decisions unmade. But it was more than that.

She remembered a time when she knew her path and walked it with sure conviction. When she could hear her own voice. Softer, lower, more melodious than the one she had now … who spoke to her with loving compassion and who kept her company as she moved through dangerous places.

The vision that used to bring her peace had almost faded. It was now washed out, grey and emptied of life. She was lonely for herself and for what she once was…. When she would sit, still and at peace, and when she felt one with the universe.

She thought maybe she just needed to be alone so that she could simply hear the sounds of the earth. The dancing leaves, the chatter of birds, the tick of a clock. Without interruption. She wondered if she would ever feel sure about anything again for more than a few fleeting moments.

She realized that her thoughts these days did not lie with the One as they used to. Her concentrated energy, longing and hope was focused on the possibility of change would be brought about by a mortal who was a candidate for high office.

In her obsession, she dared to dream that we … all of us … were poised together, ready and willing to make a great leap forward. That in the next intake of breath, we could step off edge into the unknown. Trusting that we were moving in the right direction.

She dared to hope that with the following breath … we could bring about a worldwide shift in perception and awareness. Then, as one, we would be ready to move together in peace, harmony and shared humanity. In an instant, in a wink of an eye, with one shared sigh, we would create a new earth.

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April 13, 2008

I Believe That Together We Can!

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April 8, 2008

Linking and stuff.

About a month ago I decided to set up some new e-mail addresses because:

1. My husband has been telling me for years that I should stop using AOL as my personal Internet Service Provider since it doesn’t handle some functions all that well. At least that is what he always tells me whenever I encounter a problem he doesn’t seem to have when using a computer.

2. Opening up some pictures or downloads that friends send to me to me at my AOL address can go unbelievably slow or cannot be opened at all. (I have imagined a troop of AOL Thought Police who decide what their subscribers should and should and not should see, and put up blocks and other walls to dissuade users from viewing suspected items. But then I do have a vivid imagination.)

And… 3. Two of my friends who have Hotmail addresses have been telling me that they want to learn how add links to their email like I do. And, since these ladies have been such good friends to me, I thought I probably could teach them how to do this.

So about a month ago, I decided that I should sign up for a Gmail address like Pete has to see if I liked it … and, a Hotmail address so I could walk my friends through the linking process. Good enough. All went well.

When my eldest came over last weekend, and I told him what I had done, he shot me an incredulous look and made a rather cheeky statement like; “You are going to teach someone else how to use the computer, Mom???”

“Well, yes, I thought I could.” I said.

These words brought about another less-than-respectful comment by my eldest. It was evident that he thought the idea of his clueless mom teaching someone even less knowledgeable was very funny.

Yesterday, I sat down at my computer and figured out how to use the Hotmail and Gmail e-mail systems. Then I wrote out step-by-step instructions for my friends and sent them each an e-mail from my new Hotmail address with this information.

I now have addresses at AOL, Yahoo, the one for this website that pretty much stinks, one on Hotmail and one on G-mail.

One day I may actually catch up and actually read the incoming e-mail that I have already received. And, maybe one of these days, I will learn how to use the darling little white ipod nano Mike bought me two or three years ago.

Maybe right after that, I'll even finally learn how to post a picture on this website ... but don't hold your breath! :-)

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