Friday, May 30, 2008

This dialogue from 2006, still makes me smile, especially now that places are selling

. I I love Queanbeyan
Queanbeyan tees around Canberra


tfisb said...
Ah Queanbeyan

tfisb said...
I remember it well. The oil stained concrete, the smell of poorly maintained gas lines, the roar of engines being tuned by a thousand motorheads on a Sunday afternoon. I bought my first Nirvana tape in a near-empty mall by the creek downtown. The one with the baby grasping for a dollar note hung on a fish hook.

mdw said...
Nevermind I do believe it is titled.
mdw



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Wednesday, May 28, 2008

Tweety summarises Ron Rolheiser well:
There is a popular theme within Christian apologetics that goes something like this: Christianity is the most hated of all religions and that is a certain proof of its truth. The logic works this way: If we are so unfairly hated, we must be doing something right. Truth and innocence draw hatred. Jesus was hated, and so are we!

We need to be careful with that because, among other things, today, thanks to certain radical fundamentalists claiming to be Muslim, Islam is probably the most hated of all religions, and hated not because of what is true and best inside of it. Not only innocence and truth draw hatred. Being hated is not always a good sign or an indication that you (alone among the unfaithful) are holding to the real truth. It may be that you have made a vow of alienation rather than of love. Both eventually make you hated.

Being hated is only a criterion of carrying the truth if you have made a vow of love. Jesus wasn’t trying to be divisive and unpopular, he was trying to speak his truth in ways that precisely didn’t alienate and didn’t provoke hatred. But that isn’t always possible. He was trying to love others, purely and in the truth, but it eventually made him an object of hatred.

That isn’t surprising.

There is a certain proclivity within human nature to hate innocence and goodness. We see this illustrated in many books and movies. Notice how in so many stories that depict the struggle between good and evil, invariably, the bad will eventually train its sights on and fixate on what is its opposite, innocence and goodness. In most every dramatic epic, eventually the guns of the bad guys will end up trained upon the most innocent and loving person in town. It’s the saint who invariably bears the brunt of wound and hurt inside of a community. It is the saint who eventually is the scapegoat. It happened to Jesus. It happens to all goodness; by its stripes we are healed.

Why?

Because such is the anatomy of hatred. Hatred is a perverse form of love, love’s grief. It’s what love becomes when, because of wound and circumstance, it cannot be warm and reciprocal. Rollo May once famously stated that hatred is not the opposite of love. Indifference is. Hatred might instead be described as cold, wounded, frustrated, and grieving love, love gone sour. You can’t conjure-up a powerful hatred for someone unless at some level you first love him or her. When love is wounded and frustrated, the tears it provokes can be warm and cleansing, but they can also be bitter and cold. Cold grief. Hatred with its children, jealousy, bitterness, murderous feelings.

That’s part of the anatomy of love and that’s why love can so quickly turn into hatred and why most murders are domestic. When love breaks down what follows is rarely indifference (a parting in good friendship). What follows is often hatred, bitterness, coldness. Affairs mostly grow sour, not indifferent, and the same is, sadly, true of love in almost all its aspects.

What’s to be learned from this?

That hatred needs to be understood, whether it’s at a personal level or at the level of whole civilizations hating each other. Hatred is not the opposite of love. It is a perverse form of love, cold grief, bitter disaffection, that needs not to be met in kind, with a reciprocal form of coldness, but with warmth and forgiveness, tough as these are in the face of their opposite.

One of the great moral struggles of our lives lies precisely in this. When people hate us what spontaneous feeling rise within us? Feelings of coldness and anger, along with the wish, secret and not-so-secret, that their lives will go badly and that, in the ensuing misery, they will be forced to see their error and have to swallow against their will the fact that they are wrong, particularly about us. Hatred wants the other to choke on his or her own error.

But none of that will be productive for those who hate us, or for ourselves. Only if good things begin to happen in the lives of those who hate us, only if they feel the warmth of love and blessing, can their hearts let go of the bitterness, jealousy, and hatred that’s there. Hearts don’t thaw out inside of bitterness and jealousy. They break. It’s not when people are bitter that they admit the error of their ways and the unfairness of their hatred. Hearts begin to see how wrong their hatred is only when the very object of their jealousy and hatred is itself strong enough to not give back in kind, but instead to absorb the hatred for what it is, wounded love, love gone cold when it would want to be warm.

Leo Tolstoy once said: "There is only one way to put an end to evil, and that is to do good for evil."



RONROLHEISER

Tuesday, May 27, 2008

from back in the day Pastor Wright at the opening of the Kansas City House of Reps. (hattip LS) A prayer that should be mandatory:

Heavenly Father, we come before you to ask your forgiveness. We seek your direction and your guidance. We know your word says, "Woe to those who call evil good." But that's what we've done.

We've lost our spiritual equilibrium. We have inverted our values. We have ridiculed the absolute truth of your word in the name of moral pluralism. We have worshiped other gods and called it multiculturalism.

We have endorsed perversion and called it an alternative lifestyle.

We've exploited the poor and called it a lottery. We've neglected the needy and called it self-preservation. We have rewarded laziness and called it welfare. In the name of choice, we have killed our unborn. In the name of right to life, we have killed abortionists.

We have neglected to discipline our children and called it building self-esteem. We have abused power and called it political savvy. We have coveted our neighbor's possessions and called it taxes. We have polluted the air with profanity and pornography and called it freedom of expression. We have ridiculed the time-honored values of our forefathers and called it enlightenment.

Search us, oh, God, and know our hearts today. Try us. Show us any wickedness within us. Cleanse us from every sin and set us free. Guide and bless these men and women who have been sent here by the people of the State of Kansas, and that they have been ordained by you to govern this great state.

Grant them your wisdom to rule. May their decisions direct us to the center of your will. And, as we continue our prayer and as we come in out of the fog, give us clear minds to accomplish our goals as we begin this Legislature. For we pray in Jesus' name, Amen.

Friday, May 23, 2008

IT'S NICE how synchronicity and serendipity and interconnectedness happen.

Currently reading Robert Lax, and listening to Thomas Mertons' seeds of contemplation, both with links to Hanh, whom a customer came in waxing lyrical about today, customers favorite quote:

"I vow to look at all beings through eyes of compassion"
Thich Nhat Hanh

Tuesday, May 20, 2008

Sometimes we go on a search and we don't know what we are looking for, until we come again to our beginning Robert Lax

when I grow old i may beard up again in honour of bob!

Monday, May 19, 2008

ANother day, another chain email....

I am sending this to you to see how many actually read their messages. Your response will be interesting. Pay attention to what you read. After you have finished reading it, you will know the reason it was sent to you. Here goes: People come into your life for a reason, a season or a lifetime. When you know which one it is, you will know what to do for that person. When someone is in your life for a REASON, it is usually to meet a need you have expressed. They have come to assist you through a difficulty, to provide you with guidance and support, to aid you physically, emotionally or spiritually. They may seem like a godsend and they are. They are there for the reason you need them to be. Then, without any wrongdoing on your part or at an inconvenient time, this person will say or do something to bring the relationship to an end. Sometimes they die. Sometimes they walk away. Sometimes they act up and force you to take a stand. What we must realize is that our need has been met, our desire fulfilled, their work is done. The prayer you sent up has been answered and now it is time to move on. Some people come into your life for a SEASON, because your turn has come to share, grow or learn. They bring you an experience of peace or make you laugh. They may teach you something you have never done. They usually give you an unbelievable amount of joy. Believe it, it is real. But only for a season. LIFETIME relationships teach you lifetime lessons, things you must build upon in order to have a solid emotional foundation. Your job is to accept the lesson, love the person and put what you have learned to use in all other relationships and areas of your life. It is said that love is blind but friendship is clairvoyant. Thank you for being a part of my life, whether you were a reason, a season or a lifetime

What do you think, gentle readers? Reasonable thoughts or email manipulations?

Thursday, May 15, 2008

Random brain dump
a memory stirs sandyd writing about seal:
Here is the thing....you can blame others for a break up but if it really was meant to be, then no matter what others said to her, she would have stayed with ya. It's something you did/or didn't do, that made her choose to leave.

Anyone who leaves cuz of what others say or do about you, does not deserve your love.

Get it?


Paul plays the youtube of monty python philosophers song
John Stewart (sic) Mill, of his own free will, the most eloquent explainer of utilarianism maintained that our actions are right in the proportion to which they facilitate happiness.

and so it begins....

utilarianism is concerned with the evil or good an action produces, throw into the mix altered perception and we discover a moral mindfield, where aliens can be blamed or we can choose to analyse behaviour without taking a moral position.

gentle reader, I am trying to change my thinking and attitudes to the die that have been dealt.

My moral certitude has been dealt a huge blow, and now I am adrift upon the waves of
an uncertain future.

Awareness is a brilliant light, and burns brightly.

There is both a redux and a return to the future... No half pint of shandy to make me feel particularly ill...

Plato they say, could stick it away but down through the centuries hear Aristotle scream: We become ethical by practicing being ethical. He defined virtue as the excellence of the soul, and happiness as the virtuous activity of the soul. In the moderate, self-controlled and courageous, everything is in harmony with the voice of reason.

But when the crazies scream, who screams for thee?

Don't panic gentle reader, trying to re-situate myself to recommence some philosophical meanderings...

If it grabs you, great, if not, watch some you-tubes! Heh, life is wonderful.

Sunday, May 11, 2008


Yep, been there done that, but time mellows the pain, and acceptance comes ever more easily.

Friday, May 09, 2008

Sheila continues to excite my literary appreciation brain cells.

One day, Plath then more proulx.

more power to sheila, I say!

Personally I am doing ok, gentle readers. Funny how everywhere I go I meet someone special from days of yore. A big picture has emerged, and I have to accept the change the big picture means to moi. The Gospel reading at Holy Mass today was the appendix to St John, it's 27 years to the day give or take 24 hours I guess, that the import of that reading first grabbed hold of me, and I now apreciate more and more what it is to walk with the Lord.
Rev Mosy Madugba is coming to Canberra for the Prayer, Nations and Government 2008 gathering in the Great Hall of Parliament House, on 22, 23 and 24 June.

Googling, as one is wont, I found his wife Mrs Madugba has written a number of books, two quotes from her that I really like:

"We also need to know that pruning does not necessarily mean removing what is bad. It involves cutting away the good and even the better so that we might enjoy the best. This is God''s desire for us".

"There is no place in the whole Bible where God promised us a trouble-free journey to heaven, a journey without pains, hassles and problems of life".

NOICE! VERRRY VERRY NOICE!

Crawled out of bed sub sunrise this morning and off to Church thence to a mens breakfast. I need more male energy in my life. Or do I?

Thursday, May 08, 2008



email Russian style, if you want to imitate or emulate it, in your part of the world, the shopping list includes:

- 162 meters of gray tape
- 45 lego pieces
- 32 sticks of plasticine
- 18 brushes
- 18 square meters of batten
- 12 cans of spray paint
- 10 liters of white paint
- 4 reams of paper
- 2 kilograms of millet porridge
- 1 printer
- 1 hair dryer
- 1 mop
- 1 saw

Only in books has mankind known perfect truth, love and beauty.
- George Bernard Shaw


"The books will always be there.
If we give up many other distractions, we can turn to them. We can browse among the millions of words written and often just what we find can nourish us, enlighten us, strengthen us - in fact, be our food just as Christ, The Word, is also our food."
Dorothy Day

Tuesday, May 06, 2008

"The books will always be there. If we give up many other distractions, we can turn to them. We can browse among the millions of words written and often just what we find can nourish us, enlighten us, strengthen us - in fact, be our food just as Christ, The Word, is also our food." Dorothy Day

Thursday, May 01, 2008

Monday, April 28, 2008

Ein Mann kann mit jeder Frau glücklich werden, solange er sie nicht liebt.

2true
'tis funny how life goes and comes around in circles.

I have moved to the southern end of Canberra, where I would have liked to have lived back in '89. I am mixing with the folk I would have been involved with as well. Not my time but God's time.

There is nothing more secure than abandoning ones self to God.

or as someone else says 'the safest place in the world is found when we place our trust in God'

it's all good, even though the weather has turned into winter within 2 days of Anzac day....

some rain which is good, and snow high up the ranges...

Thursday, April 24, 2008

TORRRCCCCCHHHHH LIGHT!!!!
A week ago steel barricades went up on Canberra streets in preparation for the Olympic Torch relay.

Very early this morning busload after busload disgorged thousands of people from Sydney.

Over the 10 mile or so route, there were interesting examples of democracy in action.

Protestors supporting human rights in Tibet and Burma were outnumbered by Chinese supporters.

Some Chinese supporters were thuggish in their behaviour surrounding protestors and kicking and screaming at them. Fortunately the police intervened several times to allow the surrounded protestors escape.

Unfortunately at the concert protestors were basically escorted away, and were not allowed to continue with their activism.

However, other Chinese, particularly students, were dignified, pleasant and amicable.

A sea of red flags diluted the presence of Free Tibet protest flags.

It was heart-warming to see some Chinese in yellow T-shirts calming Chinese who were aggresively attacking verbally protestors.

Isolated incidents of Chinese physically assaulting protestors, snatching Free Tibet flags and breaking the sticks attached to the flags occurred.

Australians ranged in behaviour from saying that sport should be separated from politics, to others saying that protestors were well within their civil rights to make their protest.

A Buddhist nun, walking slowly along a road, holding a banner for a free Tibet, and chanting quitened Chinese activists who had been abusing protestors, and other Buddhists joined in the chant, a memorable moment, that had a deep affect on all who watched it.

A huge police presence did much to maintain the peace, and it is worth noting that 8 arrests compared to 76 at the Skyfire firework celebration indicate the police were not over zealous.

At Commonwealth Park the Australian and Chinese national anthems were sung with much gusto, and the crowds enjoyed the following concert.

As dusk quickened over the national capital, the barricades were being put back on trucks and the streets returned to normal.

The Olympic Torch symbolises something that cannot really be attained in the world, but at least today in Canberra sport, politics and activism and national pride intersected.

People were exposed to differing viewpoints and memories result.

FREE TIBET!

Tuesday, April 22, 2008

buy it, just buy it, read it, and ponder.

If you don't enjoy it, let me know, and I'll ponder...