Throughout the recent election cycle, the LDS Church has demonstrated its willingness to participate in political issues by asking its members to do all they can do, including donating their means and their time, to support California’s Proposition 8, which amended the state constitution and eliminated gay couples right to marry by defining marriage as between a man and a woman.
At a noon Press Conference today, Equality Utah is asking the LDS Church to keep its word and to demonstrate its conviction on these issues. Will you join us in this effort and be part of our work for a fair & just Utah ?
Talking to your LDS family and friends. Encourage them to ask their church leaders to support rights for gay and transgender people regarding hospitalization and medical care, fair housing and employment rights, probate rights and domestic partnerships.
Sign our petition and join the growing number of people working for a fair & just Utah .
For those who wish to support this effort and who understand the important role these rights play in the lives of gay and transgender people - rights that do not threaten traditional marriage - they may sign Equality Utah’s petition of support at www.equalityutah.org
Please forward this message to your friends and family – let’s build a statewide coalition of support!
These are the lyrics to an Icelandic song by Bubbi Morthens one of the most popular musicians here in Iceland. I think he has a beautiful and powerful voice. A really nice person on You Tube surprised me and translated the lyrics for me. The video is on my page in the comments section if you want to hear Bubbi sing this song. He is my favorite Icelandic singer even though I don't understand the lyrics of everything he sings.
"Aldrei fór ég suður" (I never went south)
I usually wake up tired, Almost not like myself. But I know there is another life, Than the one I live here. My desire is awake, While the fog clouds my eyes, I yearn for something else, Than guano, paycheck and vine.On the fish, the Village lived, the Cod means everything for the people. They slave the whole week trough, walking through fish slime and salt. By the Conveyor belt the people stand but can't find rest. Most of the young ones has gone south where the dreams are plentyfull....And the chorus starts like that:
Long dark winters, the wind blew through everything Maybe everyone else was warm, but I felt cold. Everyone waitet for the summer but the wait was long and hard, The boats layed emty by the Pier, "í kinnungunum söng" (Basically means that as the side of the boats rubbed against the Pier, they sang.)My Father had dreams that died for little money. I dreamt of becoming a man, but I only could reach him up to his knees. I'll never get those eyes, gaping endless emptiness. Old man before his time, with broken coarse voice.
When I'd just turned seventeen, by the summer I heard some news, That "Bensa í Gröf" doll (Bensi's daughter) was pregnant. The nights grew long, and my fear aswell, Pinned down, I couldn't take back what has happenedI never went south, I never had the courage. Each and every summer it was postponed, then came fall, winter and spring. Now I'm at the docks and doesn't think. I pickle my barrels (salting fish barrels before closing them), for that I'll get payed.
Check this out! It is so beautiful. Wish we had an IMAX theater here in Iceland! This is also brought to you from the National Parks Conservation Association March Newsletter Click to watch! In March, "Grand Canyon Adventure: River at Risk" will be screened in about 20 IMAX theaters and museums all over the country, with even wider release in the summer months. The film follows anthropologist Wade Davis and environmental activist Robert Kennedy Jr. on a whitewater rafting trip through the canyon, accompanied by their daughters.
Part adventure story, part call to action, the film explains the world's growing water crisis using the Colorado River as a focal point. Robert Redford narrates the film, with songs and music from the Dave Matthews Band. Check your local listings for show times at a local theater or visit www.grandcanyonadventurefilm.com for more details.
This came from the National Parks Conservation Association Newsletter for March. I find the Pueblo Indians so interesting. The slide show is cool. You can also sign up for their free newsletter if interested.
FEATURED PARK Mesa Verde National Park, Colorado Honoring Our National Park "Ladies" for Women's History Month
In 1906, 14 years before they were allowed to vote in a presidential election, the work of Virginia McClurg and Lucy Peabody led to the creation of Mesa Verde National Park. These women were passionate about protecting the history of the cliff dwellings of Southern Colorado and the history of the Ancestral Puebloans who lived there for more than 700 years.
And they weren't alone in their passion for the parks. In the early 1900s, Mary Belle King Sherman spearheaded progressive conservation leadership in the General Federation of Women's Clubs, whose several million members played a central role in the establishment of many parks--including Rocky Mountain and Grand Canyon National Parks--and were integral in the passage of the enabling legislation of the National Park Service in 1916. For her tireless leadership, Sherman earned the nickname "national park lady."
Watch our Mesa Verde slideshow so you can see the amazing place that McClurg and others worked so hard to save. These pioneering women remind us that we all have a role to play in protecting our national parks for future generations.
Join with thousands in a guided prayer meditation to uplift our world...
Global Prayer Project Prayer, Meditation & Discussion with James & Salle Redfield
Tuesday, March 11 8-9 pm Eastern (U
Accessible via Live Teleconference & Webcast
If you can't join us, please hold a supportive prayer vision for the world at that time.
This week's prayer visualization: Even as the war in Iraq has improved, the Iraqi government faces many challenges. We'll focus on uplifting and energizing the many leaders of this fledging democracy as it reaches a critical point in its chances for success. We'll also,as usual, focus on the needs of our group participants themselves, especially those facing grief, illness, and a need for clarity about life direction. Imagine the impact of being in the center of a world-wide circle of people sending prayerful energy into your personal situation. Don't miss feeling this wonderful energy!
Follow-up discussion: How to be for peace in a complicated political world. _______
Our twice-monthly gatherings have been making a powerful difference, both in people's individual lives and the world at large. Many of you have written us saying that the energy generated from this network of spiritually-minded participants is "indescribable," and we look forward to continuing this healing circle of focused prayer. Like all prayer experience devoted to helping others, many participants have felt the results in their own bodies and received guidance for their own lives.
Research tells us that the more people praying together, the more powerful the prayer and the greater the level of energy felt by the participants. We invite you to join the largest regular prayer network in the world. If you would like to take an active role in maintaining a circle of positive intention across the globe, while going deeper and heightening your own spirituality, join us on Tuesday, March 11.
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Let's see how large we can grow, and how much difference we can make...
Blessings, James Redfield Salle Merrill Redfield
EXTENDING PRAYER FIELDS For centuries, religious scriptures, poems, and philosophies have pointed to a latent power of mind within all of us that mysteriously helps to affect what occurs in the future. We are now finding that this prayer power is a field of intention, which moves out from us and can be extended and strengthened, especially when we connect with others in a common vision. --The Eleventh Insight
At the far end of town, where the Grickle-grass grows and the wind smells slow-and-sour when it blows and no birds ever sing excepting old crows... is the Street of the Lifted Lorax.
And deep in the Grickle-grass, some people say, if you look deep enough you can still see, today, where the Lorax once stood, just as long as it could before somebody lifted the Lorax away.
What WAS the Lorax? And why was it there? And why was it lifted and taken somewhere from the far end of town where the Grickle-grass grows? The old Once-ler still lives here. Ask him. HE knows.
You wont see the Once-ler. Dont knock at his door. He stays in his Lerkim on top of his store. He lurks in his Lerkim, cold under the roof, where he makes his own clothes out of miff-muffered moof.
And on special dank midnights in August, he peeks out of the shutters and sometimes he speaks and tells how the Lorax was lifted away.
He'll tell you, perhaps... if you're willing to pay.
On the end of a rope he lets down a tin pail and you have to toss in fifteen cents and a nail and the shell of a great-great-great grandfather snail.
He pulls up the pail, makes a most careful count to see if you've paid him the proper amount.
Then he hides what you pay him away in his Snuvv, his secret strange hole in his gruvvulous glove.
Then he grunts, "I will call you by Whisper-ma-Phone, for the secrets I tell are for your ears alone."
"SLUPP!" Down slupps the Whisper-ma-Phone to your ear and the Once-ler's whispers are not very clear, since they have to come down through a snergelly hose, and he sounds as if he had smallish bees up his nose.
"Now I'll tell you," he says, with his teeth sounding gray, "how the Lorax got lifted and taken away... It all started back... such a long, long time back...
Way back in the days when the grass was still green and the pond was still wet and the clouds were still clean and the song of the Swomee-Swans rand out into space... one morning, I came to this glorious place. And I first saw the trees! The Truffula Trees! The bright-colored tufts of the Truffula trees! Mile after mile in the fresh morning breeze.
And, under the trees, I saw Brown Bar-ba-loots frisking about in their Bar-ba-loot suits as they played in the shade and ate Truffula Fruits.
From the rippulous pond came the comfortable sound of the Humming-Fish humming while splashing around.
But those TREES! Those TREES! THOSE TRUFFULA TREES! All my life I've been searching for trees such as these. The touch of their tufts was much softer than silk And they had the sweet smell Of fresh butterfly milk.
I felt a great leaping of joy in my heart. I knew just what I'd do! I unloaded my cart.
In no time at all, I had built a small shop. Then I chopped down a Truffula Tree with one chop. And with great skillful skill and with great speedy speed, I took the soft tuft. And I knitted a Thneed!
The instant I'd finished, I heard a GA-ZUMP! I looked. I saw something pop out of the stump of the tree I'd chopped down. It was sort of a man. Describe him?...That's hard. I don't know if I can.
He was shortish. And oldish. And brownish. And mossy. And he spoke with a voice that was sharpish and bossy.
"Mister!" he said with a sawdusty sneeze, "I am the Lorax. I speak for the trees. I speak for the trees, for the trees have no tongues. And I'm asking you, sir, at the top of my lungs"-- he was very upset as he shouted and puffed-- "What's that THING you've made out of my Truffula tuft?"
"Look, Lorax," I said. "There's no call for alarm. I chopped just one tree. I am doing no harm. I'm being quite useful. This thing is a Thneed. A Thneed's a Fine-Something-That-All-People-Need! It's a shirt. It's a sock. It's a glove. It's a hat. But it has OTHER uses. Yes, far beyond that. You can use it for carpets. For pillows! For sheets! Or curtains! Or covers for bicycle seats!"
The Lorax said, "Sir! You are crazy with greed. There is no one on earth who would buy that fool Thneed!"
But the very next minute I proved he was wrong. For, just at that minute, a chap came along, and he thought that the Thneed I had knitted was great. He happily bought it for three ninEty-eight
I laughed at the Lorax, "You poor stupid guy! You never can tell what some people will buy."
"I repeat," cried the Lorax, "I speak for the trees!"
"I'm busy," I told him. "Shut up, if you please."
I rushed 'cross the room, and in no time at all, built a radio-phone. I put in a quick call.
I called all my brothers and uncles and aunts and I said, "Listen here! Here's a wonderful chance for the whole Once-ler Family to get mighty rich! Get over here fast! Take the road to North Nitch. Turn left at Weehawken. Sharp right at South Stitch."
And, in no time at all, in the factory i built, the whole Once-ler Family was working full tilt. We were all knitting Thneeds just as busy as bees, to the sound of the chopping of Truffula Trees.
Then.. Oh! Baby! Oh! How my business did grow! Now, chopping one tree at a time was too slow.
So I quickly invented my Super-Axe-Hacker which whacked off four Tuffula Trees at one smacker. We were making Thneeds four times as fast as before! And that Lorax?... HE didn't show up anymore.
But the next week he knocked on my new office door.
He snapped, "I'm the Lorax who speaks for the trees which you seem to be chopping as fast as you please. But I'm ALSO in charge of the Brown Bar-ba-loots who played in the shade in their Bar-ba-loot suits and happily lived, eating Truffula Friuts.
"NOW...thanks to your hacking my trees to the ground, there's not enough Truffula Fruit to go 'round. And my poor Bar-ba-loots are all getting the crummies because they have gas, and no food, in their tummies!
"They loved living here. But I can't let them stay. They'll have to find food. And I hope that they may. Good luck, boys," he cried. And he sent them away.
I, the Once-ler, felt sad as I watched them all go. BUT... business is business And business must grow regardless of crummies in tummies, you know.
I meant no harm. I most truly did not. But I had to grow bigger. So bigger I got.
I biggered my factory. I biggered my roads. I biggered my wagons. I biggered the loads of the Theends I shipped out. I was shipping them forth to the South! To the East! To the West! To the North! I went right on biggering...selling more Thneeds. And I biggered my money, which everyone needs.
Then AGAIN he came back! I was fixing some pipes when that old-nuicence Lorax came back with MORE gripes.
"I am the Lorax," he coughed and he whiffed. He sneezed and he snuffled. He snarggled. He sniffed. "Once-ler!" he cried with a cruffulous croak. "Once-ler! You're making a smogulous smoke! My poor Swomee-Swans...why, they can't sing a note! No one can sing who has smog in his throat.
"And so," said the Lorax, "--please pardon my cough-- they cannot live here. So I'm sending them off.
"Where will they go now?... I dont hopefully know. They may have to fly for a month...or a year... To escape from the smog you've smogged-up around here.
"What's more," snapped the Lorax. (His dander was up.) "Let me say a few words about Gluppity-Glupp. Your machinery chugs on, day and night without stop making Gluppity-Glupp. Also Schloppity-Schlopp. And what do you do with this leftover goo? I'll show you, you dirty old Once-ler man, you!
You're Glumping the pond where the Humming-Fish hummed! No more can they hum, for their gills are all gummed. So, I'm sending them off. Oh, thier future is dreary. They'll walk on their fins and get woefully weary in search of some water that isn't so smeary."
And then I got mad. I got terribly mad. I yelled at the Lorax, "Now listen here, Dad! All you do is yap-yap and say 'Bad! Bad! Bad! Bad!" Well, I have my rights, sir, and I;m telling YOU I intend to go on doing just what I do! And, for your information, you Lorax, I'm figgering on biggering, and Biggering and BIGGERING and BIGGERING, turning MORE Truffula Trees into Thneeds which everyone, EVERYONE, EVERYONE needs!"
And at that very moment, we heard a loud whack! From outside in the fields came a sickening smack of an axe on a tree. Then we heard the tree fall. The very last Tuffula Tree of them all!
No more trees. No more Thneeds. No more work to be done. So, in no time, my uncles and aunts, every one, all waved good-bye. They jumped into my cars and drove away under the smoke (or smog)-smuggered stars.
Now all that was left 'neath the bad-smelling sky was my big empty factory... the Lorax... and I.
The Lorax said nothing. Just gave me a glance... just gave me a very sad, sad backward glance... as he lifted himself by the seat of his pants.
And I'll never forget the grim look on his face when he heisted himself and took leave of this place, through a hole in the smog, without leaving a trace.
And all that the Lorax left here in this mess was a smaLl pile of rocks, with one word... "UNLESS." Whatever THAT meant, well, I couldn't guess.
That was long, long ago. But each day since that day I've sat here and worried and worried away. Through the years, while my buildings have fallen apart, I've worried about it with all of my heart.
"But NOW," says the Once-ler, "Now that YOU'RE here, the word of the Lorax seems perfectly clear.
UNLESS someone like you cares a whole awful lot, nothing is going to get better. It's not.
"SO... Catch!" calls the Once-ler. He lets something fall. "Its a Truffula Seed. It's the last one of all!
You're in charge of the last of the Truffula Seeds. And Truffula Trees are what everyone needs. Plant a new Truffula. Treat it with care. Give it clean water. And feed it fresh air. Grow a forest. Protect it from axes that hack. Then the Lorax and all of his friends may come back."
Oh, the Places You'll Go! (1990) You have brains in your head. You have feet in your shoes. You can steer yourself any direction you choose. You're on your own. And you know what you know. And YOU are the one who'll decide where to go. Dr. Seuss
Once, a few weeks after I came to the woods, for an hour I doubted whether the near neighborhood of man was not essential to a serene and healthy life. To be alone was somewhat unpleasant. But in the midst of a gentle rain, while these thoughts prevailed, I was suddenly sensible of such sweet and beneficent society in Nature, in the very pattering of the drops, and in every sight and sound around my house, an infinite and unaccountable friendliness all at once, like an atmosphere, sustaining me, as made the fancied
advantages of human neighborhood insignificant, and I have never thought of them since. Every little pine-needle expanded and swelled with sympathy and befriended me. I was so distinctly made aware of the presence of something kindred to me, that I thought no place could ever be strange to me again.Henry David Thoreau (1817 - 1862)
"Let it [the Constitution] be taught in schools, seminaries and in colleges; let it be written in primers, in spelling books and in almanacs; let it be preached from the pulpit, proclaimed in legislative halls, enforced in courts of justice. In short, let it become the political religion of the nation." -- Abraham Lincoln (1809-1865) 16th US President http://quotes.liberty-tree.ca/quote_blog/Abraham.Lincoln.Quote.4F79
"I see in the near future a crisis approaching that unnerves me and causes me to tremble for the safety of my country; corporations have been enthroned, an era of corruption in High Places will follow, and the Money Power of the Country will endeavor to prolong its reign by working upon the prejudices of the People, until the wealth is aggregated in a few hands, and the Republic is destroyed." -- Abraham Lincoln (1809-1865) 16th US President Source: shortly before his assassination http://quotes.liberty-tree.ca/quote_blog/Abraham.Lincoln.Quote.4F97
1. A day without sunshine is like night. 2. On the other hand, you have different fingers. 3. 42.7 percent of all statistics are made up on the spot. 4. 99 percent of lawyers give the rest a bad name 5. Remember, half the people you know are below average. 6. He who laughs last, thinks slowest. 7. Depression is merely anger without enthusiasm. 8. The early bird may get the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese in the trap. 9. Support bacteria. They're the only culture some people have. 10. A clear conscience is usually the sign of a bad memory. 11. Change is inevitable, except from vending machines. 12. If you think nobody cares, try missing a couple of payments. 13. How many of you believe in psycho-kinesis? Raise my hand. 14. OK, so what's the speed of dark? < FONT face=Arial color=blue size=2>
15. When everything is coming your way, you're in the wrong lane. 16. Hard work pays off in the future. Laziness pays off now. 17. How much deeper would the ocean be without sponges? 18. Eagles may soar, but weasels don't get sucked into jet engines 19. What happens if you get scared half to death, twice? 20. Why do psychics have to ask you for your name? 21. Inside every older person is a younger person wondering, "What the h ell happened?" 22. Just remember -- if the world didn't suck, we would all fall off. 23. Light travels faster than sound. That's why some people appear bright until you hear them speak. 24. Life isn't like a box of chocolates . . it's more like a jar of jalapenos. What you do today, might burn your butt tomorrow.
I had placed this on the
general C2 News Network
awhile back, however it
needs more attention so I
am placing it here as
well. I do this while
thinking and honoring the
life of Russell Means,
Oglala, who recently took
his Spirit Walk and knew
In 2002 the General
Assembly of the United
declared September 21 as
the permanent date for
the International Day of
Peace. This Wednesday
folks all over the world
will participate in many
different activities that
focus on world pe...