A special day of peace is the birthday of Mahatma Gandhi, International Non-Violence Day.
For the birthday, the Dalai Lama commented that non-violence is always important in our day to day lives, not just around the world. Peace begins within, then at home doing what we can for ourselves, in the community, and then in the world I think.
Church bells, English sparrows chattering, the morning chill of fall, last night’s rain is seeping into the ground and my little dog is staring out the window at the wildly growing mulberry tree in the tiny apartment backyard–it’s a Sunday in Brooklyn, in NYC. Peaceful. I’m appreciating the good around here, and happy to have started a journal again this year, after many years of thinking I was too busy. That’s my current experiment with peace, making peace with memories through writing.
I could be anywhere, but I’m also grateful to be in an apartment when the cold weather comes. Not so far away from me here, hundreds of people were arrested walking over the Brooklyn Bridge in the street. My heart goes out to them, but seeing what is happening, I am going to be very careful to walk on the sidewalk and not the street. Just to do my part for peace. I also want to be careful how I speak to people, not just friends. A major contribution to peace is the challenging step of kindness and consideration to people – not just friends but those who stand in opposition to our views, our progress, our walk, if there are any around. I’m not sure, but I think I saw the faces of dear friends among not just protesters but also police on duty at the NYC sites, captured in the beautiful photography of visiting artist, Juan Carlos Hernandez. We are all here together in the struggle for democracy in the US, those out of work, and those working as hard as they can, some harder than they should, for their wages.
Here is a link to the Swiss photographer’s recent NYC photo essays with compassionate portraits of both protesters and police: http://juancarloshernandezphotographe.blogspot.com/
Thinking about the NYC protests, I would rather be the water that flows around the rocks. I’m not young enough or strong enough to run into conflict head first, but then water always wins in the long run, and can’t be beaten, arrested, or reviled. You just have to love water; I just have to love myself. I think that’s where peace starts for me. So I’m staying out of the crosswalks of the streets and hoping for peace, no, working for peace inside. Then I’ll get to peace outside, if I ever get there….
Here is the link to the International Non-Violence Day comments from The Dalai Lama: http://www.facebook.com/pages/JJBrown/196916280341434#!/notes/dalai-lama/gandhi-jayanti-2nd-october-international-non-violence-day/10150312702547322
What do you think about international peace day? Is your role within, or outwardly directed?
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One of your most beautiful posts, Jennifer. Thoughts and words.
Enjoyed the link to the photos of the protesters.
Thanks for the visit Cynthia and your encouragement with writing.
If it being not a riot then the police should use common sense and allow people in making their protest // yet it unfortunate the rights
of american people having been stripped away. Such being done under the cover of dealing with terrorists threats // in bringing the
situation where police in having unlimited power ( anything as be
everything can then be described as a terrost act / threat. People
can be arrested as a suspected terrorist. No need for the police in
informing the family of an person arrested / the individual in having
no rights NO access to a lawyer // they can be held for any limit of
time. // While in custody torture can be used in gaining confessions
of acts of terrorism / as names of others taking part. // Such torture
seen as legal thus all confessions made // accepted at ones trial if
ever be a trial. If an trial then such held behind closed doors under
a military court where one found guility / without hope of a appeal.
Yes / one’s heart goes out to the protesters. They have seen the worlds greatest democracy crumble / with the weight of corruption
dark clouds covering sky /turning day to night as the heart weeps.
Yes, the patriot act saw some changes here. Growing up in the 60’s, I never expected to see this sort of thing now in my adult life, where I would be afraid to assemble in public in NYC – but here we are.
excellent ! thank you Jennfier !
Thank you for visiting the blog Juan-Carlos, thanks for sharing your photo essays with the world.
A woman sitting nearby on a bench smiled when she saw my husband take a picture of the Gandhi statue in Manhattan’s Union Square that was sculpted by Kantilal B. Patel. With very little hair on his head and roundish glasses, my husband has long reminded the two of us of the peacemaker, and I think she thought so, too.
Your essay once again conveys much to think about. Juan Carlos Hernandez’s photos are amazing. Thank you for the link to them.
I love the peacemakers Barbara, and it seems you are lucky to have one with you. The photos gave me a window into an area I was afraid to walk in, oddly, though I live here. Thanks for visiting here and sharing your story from the Union Square area in NYC.