from Clanmother…this is a beautiful posting!

Almost every family
in this countryside has had a family member
who has either
died in a war,
fought in a war,
been lost in a war,
suffers a mental disorder because of being in a war.
So many human lives lost…
so many innocent people killed…
so much LIGHT snuffed out…
WHY?
No war has ever stopped another war…
Young men and women
in our country
are told to fight for democracy…
for freedom for others.
Meanwhile, we are losing our right to assembly here in this country,
we are losing our rights to unionize,
we are losing our right to question…
we are losing our homes…
we are losing our families…
we are losing our health…
the healthcare of our elderly is going to hell…
the education of our young children is being destroyed…
the number of homeless people…has now developed into homeless families…in every state
something is NOT right…
We are told we fight wars for humanitarian reasons
Yet we are more dehumanized by war.
We go abroad to fight wars,
yet we have internal wars here.
Unless we are Native American, we are all immigrants to this country.
Yet, today, we fight against allowing others to live here.
WHO are WE?
Another war here on immigration.
WHY are we destroying ourselves and each other?
WHY are we not building one another up?
WHY are we not being tender and kind to each other?
WHY?
There are a number of issues in this story: (1)no one should be ridiculed; (2)no one should be called names of any sort; (3)Personally, I do not have an issue with anyone’s homosexuality–nevertheless, in this story, being labelled “gay” is said in an offensive way to this young boy–this should never happen! (4)WHO teaches children to “name-call”…to call someone “gay?” in a derogatory way? This is a sad reflection of the adult models in the lives of these children.
We all grow up in a world where there are bullies. Most of us, if we are lucky, reach adulthood without too many scars. As a mom, I can now see that the physical scars aren’t really what caused the most damage. The real long-term harm came from the mean things people said and did along the way. Those mean words that planted themselves into our self-image. They play, like broken records, in our minds. The words that we adopt as our own, until we bully ourselves into submission.
My son has been bullied since he was in 2nd grade. The term bully congers up images of a big kid, with big-bad words, and even bigger fists. My son’s bully doesn’t really fit that description. For him, it’s a group of sweet little boys and girls who somehow, at the age of 7, decided that they would use their big…
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A very open-minded, constructive and sensible approach that would help us all travel to respect for one another.

The two court rulings this week relating to the whelming social issue of gay rights provoke fiery passions and deep conflicts. I wish it were not so, but it is, and I think I understand it. But I believe it’s best for everyone to take a few steps back and try to view the larger frame. Regardless the technical strengths and weaknesses of constitutional jurisprudence, and there are both, in the arguments made before the court as well as in the decisions and dissents of the justices, the core issue grinding these judicial proceedings is simply one of human decency and social equity.
My citizenship credentials are conservative; philosophically, politically, economically and ethically. I am Roman Catholic by birth and by informed adult choice. So I understand much of what motivates protest against gay rights. But the good Lord blessed me with a free will and a soul I…
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A drop of water on a leaf. The leaf is hydrophobic so the droplet forms into a spherical shape to minimize contact with the surface. The hydrophobic effect occurs when water excludes non-polar molecules. (Original title: The world in a waterdrop) (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
the green of the leaves
lightly dances in the rain
hoping love’s reclaim
the stream flowed through the forest bend
and i always hoped i would speak with you again
the flowers danced delightfully when you were around
now all i see are the stark stems…the life snapped to the ground
the water crystals once spun…the spider built its glorious web
then the awful words by me were said…and now i am a broken thread
the stars struggle to shine through the night
my heart is torn…i did not plan to fight
the moon is rising in the sky so high
but you have not returned and i weep a heavy sigh
the wind blew…the sun was you shining through
you were the breath that gave me life as our friendship grew
moss now covers the roots and stone
i call your name but there is no one home
the caterpillar struggles to become the butterfly
but the wings have been clipped when you said goodbye
not that i did not deserve it…deserve it I did
i wish that i could undo…all that i said and hid
like the seed that doubts the sun and rain will come again
i doubted you…did not believe…and left myself to the henchman
Old spider web (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
if only i could have realized beauty in my midst
that was offering me a deep gift that i should not resist
the silence of the night
caused serenity’s flight
dipping into your consciousness
you failed with your bluntness
awakening your questioning thoughts
of all that was lost while your loneliness fought
thinking of those who stepped into your life
for a brief time you had it until out came the knife
their faces pass before you, one by one
like the stars of the night, until you were shunned
glistening feelings deep within
where are they now…when did it wear thin
what are they doing…why did it end so soon
did you ask too much…did they fly to the moon
did you ask more than they could give
did you forget to forgive…allowing it to live
did you not understand…did you have to demand
do you not have a right to be heard…your brain was banned
why did it become so absurd…did you really have to be heard
why do humans sift away…and you are left with an empty day
why does emptiness loom looking for a home to stay
why can’t we be more open and receive
why do we run and deceive
why do we burn what we are given
do you enjoy the feeling of being beaten
Freedom to demonstrate should not be curtailed in any country. People should have the right to express their concerns without the fear of being bullied and killed. My heart bleeds with the citizens of Istanbul and those who were trying to keep Gezi Park open.

Turkish Prime Minister Recep Tayyip Erdogan has praised the “legendary heroism” of police forces in quelling anti-government protests that have rocked the country for more than three weeks.
Speaking at the Police Academy in the capital, Ankara, on Monday, Erdogan thanked the country’s security forces for their “patience” and “discipline” during the demonstrations.
“Our police successfully passed a very important, very challenging democracy test,” Erdogan noted, adding, “Our police have responded to attacks, provocations without violating the law … and have written a saga of heroism.”
Erdogan’s remarks came as his government has been widely criticized by human rights groups and its Western allies for using excessive force against protesters.
The unrest in Turkey began on May 31 after police broke up a sit-in at Istanbul’s Taksim Square to protest against a proposal to demolish Gezi Park.
The protesters said Gezi Park, which is a traditional gathering point for rallies…
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This blog by Arglysock is very important to all of humanity. She writes about science and its impact on the landscape and the seas of the world.
A few weeks ago, great news! The European Union banned three ‘bee killers’ – neonicotinoid pesticides. Three neonics with the, er, catchy names clothianidin, imidacloprid and thiamethoxam. The ban will come into force on 1st December this year, and it will last only for two years, so let’s not get complacent.
The bee-killing story doesn’t end with neonics. It’s also about another insecticide called fipronil. This one isn’t a neonic, it’s a phenylpyrazole.
Like the neonics, fipronil is a broad-spectrum insecticide. That means it kills all kinds of insects – ‘good bugs’ as well as ‘bad bugs’. It’s a neurotoxin, attacking the insects’ nervous systems. In fact it can attack other organisms too. Here’s some science from a decade ago, telling us how fipronil can be bad news.
This week the European Food Safety Authority said that scientists there are concerned about fipronil. They’re concerned about ‘dust…
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