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July 2002 "We
are the Starseed that has come It has come to me, inwardly, in the we-form and I felt that it was meant to go to others as well. I experienced that if you repeat it as a mantra in the I-form, it is very powerful. Peace, love and compassion emanates from it and you can feel it in the heart area. Lightgreetings,
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The topic of this issue is peace. This is a subject that struck a chord with you, which became clear to me because of the great number of contributions that has been sent in. If I was to publicize everything, these papers would have become much too long, but I promise that those, whose contributions are not included, will be served another time. What is peace? At first sight not so hard a question. But is that true? Is peace the absence of war, or is it the outward manifestation of that only? Is peace felt inwardly and is that peace experienced silently in every individual? Is peace living together harmoniously and do we all try to reach that harmony, without coming into the way of the other? He/She who does know, may say so. It is a complex understanding, so much is certain. All contributors have thrown their own light upon this subject, so that it became a mixture that tries to create a certain kind of one-ness out of all these points of view. In that way we hope to donate a little bit towards a more peaceful world. On my desk is a card, on which a serene landscape is pictured. In the margin is written: 'He who comes to meet Me in the silence of his heart, will encounter Me.' For me, that is the peace I wish you all to have. Love
and Light and Peace, ~*~*~*~ Peace
is around the corner I would like to tell you about a quite extraordinary event that happened to me during the walk organised by Tovana, the group of Vipasana meditation in Israel... The Walk took place on the first week of April. It intended to give an opportunity for Palestinians and Israelis to walk together, to develop dialogue and self introspection, inspired by the ancient traditions that guided people like Mahatma Gandhi and Martin Luther King.... During 8 days, participants walked together from Tel Aviv-Yaffo to Jerusalem, passing by Jewish and Arab towns and settlements, in silence and awareness, declaring a commitment to deep listening and nonviolence. I joined the Walk with a group of Palestinians and Israelis who practice meditation and mindfulness together according to the tradition of Thich Nhat Hanh, a Vietnamese Zen Buddhist monk and famous peace worker.... Monday 8th of April, the last day of the Walk, was the eve of the Holocaust day, a day of deep emotion for the Jewish community. It went from Ein Kerem, through Jerusalem to the foot of the old city walls.... In the early afternoon I park my car at the final meeting place of the Walk. I walk up to the walls of the old city, to meet them on their way. When I get to Jaffa gate, I find myself in front of a very agitated elderly Arab man exchanging insults with an elderly religious Jew who is standing at a bus station a few meters lower down. Some policemen from a Border Police patrol are trying to calm them down, so that it won't turn into a fight, as they are extremely angry. I stand beside the Arab, I speak to him calmly and ask him to sit down without reacting to the other's provocation. I am quite impressed by the restraint shown by the policemen. They don't defend one side or the other and respect both sides. The bus arrives, the Jewish man boards the bus and the situation seems to have settled down. Then, a Jewish woman who was there in the queue from the beginning of the argument, and who did not get into the bus, takes upon herself to start insulting the Arab who reacts immediately. The police have gone and I am left alone to try to calm the situation. I give my attention to the Arab who would have stayed quiet if he was not continually provoked by the woman. I try from a distance to reason with her without success. She stops a passing police car and says something to the policeman who walks up to the Arab. I explain him what is going on and he goes back to the woman. I am so happy that all the policemen in this situation act so calmly and help to restore peace. Then, a Palestinian woman on her way to Jaffa gate burst onto the scene; she jumps to the conclusion that the old Arab is under attack and rushes in a frenzy to rescue him. She yells some insults at the Jewish woman who was beginning to calm down, and the situation heats up again. All my attention is now focussed on her. I feel she is like a bomb ready to explode. I try to explain to her what is going on, but she is furious with me, screaming out her hatred, her despair and her pain. This is Palestine accusing Israel. At this moment I represent Israel for her. This whole situation is greater than the two of us and takes on proportions beyond our present meeting. She shouts out her sorrow about what is going on now in the territories, the military incursions into Palestinian towns. She talks in particular about Jenin where some terrible fighting is now taking place. She has family and friends there and she says that our soldiers nare war criminals. She is convinced that we want to kill them all. Why do we hate them so much? They are not responsible for the Holocaust, why should they be paying the price? She tells me about the refugees and their constant suffering for which we are responsible! Pointing at the Jewish woman, she assures me that this Sephardi woman was treated with honor, as a human being, in an Arab country from where she comes, and look at how she behaves with Palestinians now! It goes on and on; she shouts and spews her hatred for Israel at me. I don't try to argue with her at all. I don't show any reaction to all these accusations. I feel a huge compassion and an intense need to listen to her, only listen to her. My patience is nourished by understanding that behind this overwhelming hatred is a deep suffering and pain aggravated by the present situation of war. It must express itself in some way so that healing can take place. I am ready to listen to what appears to me as the worst accusations, distortions or calumnies, without reacting. I am aware that what reinforces my strength at this moment is that I have absolutely no doubt that the suffering and pain of the Israeli people is not less real and legitimate. I don't let myself get tempted or trapped into guilt or anger. I am sorry for the tragedy on both sides. My compassion for her is not on the account of the compassion and sense of loyalty I have for my own people, for myself. For me this is not an issue of who is right and who is wrong. I feel very very calm and peaceful deep inside. I know that it is the only way to calm her fury. I let her express herself for a long time without interrupting her. As she continues to shout at me, I tell her that she has no need to speak so loudly because I am listening to her with all my attention. At the same time I find myself caressing her arm. She lets me do it and progressively lowers her voice, while continuing to let her despair overflow. She says to me: Do you understand why some of us come and commit suicide among you? You kill us anyway, so why not kill you at the same time? She even mentions the possibility of coming and blowing herself up out of despair. I tell her softly that I don't want her to die. Nobody should come to this decision. We all suffer on both sides. She goes on and on claiming that the Zionists only want to get rid of the Palestinians. I tell her: You see I am a Zionist and I don't want to get rid of you. I wish we could live together as good neighbors. She listens to me! She tells me about the demonstration that took place the week before near Ramallah. She complains about the Jewish organisations who took part in it. Then she asks me to donate some money to buy phone cards for Palestinians who need them. I give her some money. At this stage the conversation is quite normal between us. She doesn't shout any more, she is even able to listen to me. She is almost calm when I notice the people of the Walk approaching us slowly, at the top of the street. They are in a line, a hundred of them, one after the other walking in silence, slowly, quietly, aware of each step, creating an atmosphere of peace and safety around them. They are very present. They radiate calm and warmth. I point them out to her and explain that this is the reason I came here, to join a walk of peace in which Palestinians and Israeli are together. I tell her about the Walk, its message of coexistence and peace; peace at every step, here and now. I suggest that she come into the line with me. She hesitates and rejects my offer. At this moment they reach us. Several people I know shake my hand warmly as they go by. A young woman very active in a group of rapprochement between the two peoples, approaches her and gives her a kiss. It appears that they know each other. I notice that she is very moved by the Walk and the atmosphere it radiates. She seems to me calmer and calmer. Nothing like the furious woman I met only several minutes before. The end of the line passes by us and I want to join it. Again I invite her and again she declines. I tell her that I understand and respect her decision. Before I go I tell her: I am sure that someday we will succeed in building peace between us. She smiles and replies: Me too. Then to my total surprise, she comes close to me and kisses me on my cheeks! She walks alongside the line for a while. She tells me that she likes this Walk, that it makes her feel good, gives her relief and that her mood is much better now.... I never understood so fully the deep meaning of the words pronounced by Thich Nhat Hanh in Shangai on 19th October, after the 11th September tragedy: Terror is in the human heart. We must remove this from the heart. Destroying the human heart, both physically and psychologically, is what we should avoid. The root of terrorism is misunderstanding, hatred and violence. This root cannot be located by the military. Bombs and missiles cannot reach it, let alone destroy it. Only with the practice of calming and looking deeply can our insight reveal and identify this root. Only with the practice of deep listening and compassion can it be transformed and removed. Darkness cannot be dissipated with more darkness. More darkness will only make darkness thicker. Only light can dissipate darkness. Those of us who have the light should display the light and offer it so that the world will not sink into total darkness. This story is not mine alone. I know I have the duty to tell it to as many people as possible, so that planting seeds of peace may go on and on. Marion Pargamin, Jerusalem. Source: Emissary of Love Bulletin Board. ~*~*~*~ The world is an
untainted mirror My Being, so deeply
quivering And I know To take the
challenge And out of that
feeling Maria Lenn
Langendoen ~*~*~*~ Fodder
for Peace Webster's Collegiate Dictionary gives several ideas of peace. "A state of tranquillity or quiet; freedom from civil disturbance; a state of security or order within a community; freedom from disquieting or oppressive thoughts or emotions; harmony in personal relations; a state or period of mutual concord between governments; a pact or agreement to end hostilities between those who have been at war; used to ask for silence or calm or as a greeting or farewell." How interesting I find that in recent weeks I've been challenged at every above sentence to find peace. From civil disturbances to personal relationships, to finding security within a community literally on fire, to working directly with legal Peace Officers. And in all of those, there is one sentence in the above paragraph that connects them all. "Freedom from disquieting or oppressive thoughts or emotions." Sometimes outside influences seek to act as if they have control and order over your environment. Yet when one is at peace within, everywhere about one's environment can be moved in complete peace and harmony, no matter the chaos going on. Sometimes we need to physically remove ourselves from a situation, person, place or thing in order to maintain peace. The human sensory perceptions for survival kick in, and it feels far different than the state of spiritual serenity one usually finds themselves in. I've had to work daily to attain an inner sense of peace, and if I didn't take the time to do it, the whole day suffered for it, leaving one bumbling along like a marble at the whim of someone else's wind and feeling very ineffective. As I walked about the mountain community of Glenwood Springs, Colorado where I work, during their recent experience of a devastating fire, I saw many reflections in the faces. A peaceful mountain community in its everyday state, now the state of grace was fallen from many faces. The shock of losing a home or a pet left in the path of a fire you never saw coming cannot be described. As a community, we each felt the others losses, hopes, sorrows, joys. As a community, our hearts began to lift as the fire was kept at bay from the town by the hundreds of firefighters who came to help. The experience became fodder for an outpouring of help, supply, and support. Peace began to prevail. Unconditional Love bloomed in that community, and they will never be the same. It is a shock to the ethers when a fire so grand seems to suck all the life force out of a community. But fires are not always literal. Sometimes they are angry thoughts and actions from others; an unkind word or comment that rocks your day; those words you never said to someone before they died that now burn at your heart. Between the molecules of all experience, there is a peace within. We must recognize that unpleasant experiences are simply fodder for peace. Webster's again describes fodder as "an inferior or readily made material used to supply a heavy demand." In times of transition, it is our discordant thoughts that become the fodder for the heavy demand of serenity so desired. Sometimes we may need to grasp hard at it - that book whose passages bring a sense of gentleness; the voice of a kind friend; helping another; physically exercising; thinking about gratitude; immersing in silence, prayer, and meditation. Our actions have a far greater impact when we take the time to act from a peaceful state within. At home another war was raging. The lack of rains caused the ants around the home to invade the hummingbird feeders. The birds could get no nectar, and the ants were dying by the hundreds as they climbed into the feeders and drowned. When I let the feeders run dry thinking that was the way to solve the situation, the ants marched into the home and swarmed around the water jugs. The fodder for peace in this situation was to place large sponges soaked in sugar water outside for the ants. Now both ants and hummingbirds are at peace, and I'm at peace with them. We cannot lose hope or let down the guard when there seems to be great disharmony happening. We must recognize these experiences as the fodder for peace. One voice of discontent brings forth many more voices of Love. Somewhere there is a sweetness that puts your ants of discontent to rest. In the end, there really is only one thing, and that is Harmony. Always
with Love, ~*~*~*~ |
