Monday, June 29, 2020

When We No Longer Know What to Do

It may be that when we no longer know what to do
we have come to our real work,
and that when we no longer know which way to go
we have come to our real journey.
The mind that is not baffled is not employed.
The impeded stream is the one that sings.

Copyright ©1983 by Wendell Berry, from Standing by Words.

Source: gratefulness.org

Sometimes Trusting Is All There Is


Just some thoughts. Life is an experience. Okay to think of it as a journey. I like to think of things with words that provide me a way to get closer to the truth, my truth. To have an understanding. To feel closer to life. And for sure, to feel closer to who and what I am. Some words are helpful, help clear the way to feeling closer to my life. To myself. Some words muddy up my understanding. And I have no doubt that I experience when I am in special moments, feelings that bring me closer to myself. It is simple to know these moments. I feel at one with myself. I feel whole. I feel at home in myself. I don’t need someone else to advise me that what I am experiencing is healthy for me. Is good for me. 

A wee window into my life right now is that I am involved in challenging situation. If not a person that starts at a zero or low level of anxiety as a default functioning level, anxiety would spike. And if a person who functions at an anxiety level that is right there under the surface, continually needing to be consciously balanced, then your daily functioning level gets an extra amount of anxiety that can suffocate you. Or throw your balance so far off, you can realistically get a feeling that might be overwhelming. 

Surrendering ~ 
Intellectually you can say everything will work out. Religiously you can say I will pray through it, read your holy book, trust God. You can take medication to affect your body's response to it. And then, there is the honest truth, that you still are dealing with it and you are in over your head to calm your nervous system to find an even peace. We are human. Dealing with a human body's capacity. Getting from one moment to the next is what is before you. 

And sometimes, life is easier and surrendering to the winds of life is a luxury we can opt in or opt out. And then, we can meet life on different terms and surrendering isn’t an option. It's all there is. We surrender with no other choice, but to surrender. Feel there is no net. No safety valve. Choices are for the privileged. And for those that society or your government has thrown roadblocks all your lives, it is even more overwhelming. 



Surrendering to whatever is going to happen ~
Fear is an overpowering force, but fear cannot be allowed the force to dictate choices. Fear can be a coping mechanism, that we have used for years. We have practiced using fear. Surrendering fear, as a familiar coping mechanism, is like going out in a boat in rough waters and strong winds and no sails, rudder or technology to get you by. You end up trusting because that is all there is. Surrendering is trusting. And trusting is all there is. In a scary time.

So while surrendering, your only choice is, to one moment at a time, do what you can, reach out to a confidante, reach in, to try to center yourself. 

I find balance as best I can. I hang on the best I can. I look for comfort in anything, anyone, any art form. I write. I call for my angels to comfort me. I call for what I like to think of as my spirit guides. I hope to come through. If I don't, I don't. 

I wish for you in your life:
Clarity, balance, enough sustaining comforting moments and relief. And moments of joy. Internal peace.

I light a candle for all the suffering. Especially the suffering children who have no one.


They have no choice. Would we be their refuge? That is my wish.





"It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat."

On April 23, 1910, Theodore Roosevelt gave what would become one of the most widely quoted speeches of his career. The former president—who left office in 1909—had spent a year hunting in Central Africa before embarking on a tour of Northern Africa and Europe in 1910, attending events and giving speeches in places like Cairo, Berlin, Naples, and Oxford. He stopped in Paris on April 23, and, at 3 p.m. at the Sorbonne, before a crowd that included, according to the Edmund Morris biography Colonel Roosevelt, “ministers in court dress, army and navy officers in full uniform, nine hundred students, and an audience of two thousand ticket holders,” Roosevelt delivered a speech called “Citizenship in a Republic,” which, among some, would come to be known as “The Man in the Arena.”


                                   And please vote in 2020 




Monday, November 4, 2019

Peace Within ~ Without


Personally

Personally, life has thrown me into many, many months of being off course of my life of plans, forcing me to stopping practicing my singing and piano, composing, my creative projects. Even my work on the house, including sanding, painting its exterior. Everything has been pushed aside, while consumed by this issue. Much of the time has been gotten through by getting from one minute to the next. Usually, a person who spends time standing for others' human rights, I have been forced to do a lot of work about the personal issue. 

Control of the issue is not mine. I do work hard on what I can. Diligent, persistent, dedicated. Not knowing how this will affect my life in the end is part of the difficult story. There has been no cadence. 

I am aware that I am not a refugee, forced to be separated from my family, going without food and a warm, comfortable bed. I am sad for those that suffer these things. 



The only creative thing that I have done is to write. To work through my feelings. Writing in my journals. Writing is cathartic, therapeutic. But writing forced to be only for me. But writing is a gift, a refuge. A saving grace.

Click on images to enlarge. 

What have I done to get by? I give myself pockets of time to stop working on the issue. To try to leave the worry, and get some sense of release. When the situation is in a pause and allows it.


Globally

Today, Nov 4, 2019, the USA formally took the first steps to leave the Paris Climate Agreement. I believe this is one humanly made disastrous mistake. 


I leave this excerpt of John F Kennedy's Peace speech: 

So, let us not be blind to our differences, but let us also direct attention to our common interests and the means by which those differences can be resolved. And if we cannot end now our differences, at least we can help make the world safe for diversity. 



For, in the final analysis, our most basic common link is that we all inhabit this small planet. We all breathe the same air. We all cherish our children’s future. And we are all mortal. President John F Kennedy Peace Speech at American University June 10, 1963 







This post is a part of the Blog for Peace annual November 4 effort. It is an online Peace Community started by Mimi Lenox. We post on our blogs, or a create a peace même, called a Peace globes and post at Instagram, Twitter. This year the theme is Change Your Climate, personal or global.


Note: can’t get my own comments to post. Using an iPad. My comment responses in order:
To Sherry a Blue Sky
Thank you! Yes indeed ~ writing is my saving grace. It is touching to be a part of this peace community ❤️

To Mimi Lenox
Thank you so much, Mimi. I am so grateful to be a member of this Peace community. The love and nurturing you do is so apparent. The community sprit of support is the foundation of building moments of peace into grander motion forward. Creativity is my reason for being, as is being a soldier for goodness, compassion and seeing things for what they are. Yes, I agree with your thoughts. Recognizing the power in our words, music, the arts is the gift of being connected to all. Engaging in the arts is the medicine for our need to connect, and is the way to heal whatever is fragmented, hurting, unclear, broken. My love to you❤️   Sandra 

Monday, November 6, 2017

We Travel Together ~ Passengers On A Spaceship

We travel together,
passengers on a little spaceship,
dependent on its vulnerable supplies of air and soil...
preserved from annihilation only by the care,
the work, and I will say, the love, we give
our fragile craft.
Adlai Stevenson


What Was Given
Music and lyrics by Sandra Hammel

This is a call to love the planet
 ~ It’s not ours
To hurt, hurt, kill, kill
Free to not care.

Why so hard to love what was given?
We could heal what we hurt,
hurt our Mother Nature.

This is our home
That we’re to share with other life.
Life, not death, to share, with creation.

Why so hard to love what was given?
Given to all life’s generations,
not just you,
you
and I.

Will our life, be the death
of what was given
to all creation?

This is a cry to love the planet
 ~ It never was ours
to take, steal, hurt, kill,
destroy beauty.

Dona nobis pacem,
Pa-a-a-a-cem.
Do-na no-bis pacem.
Do-o-o-na, do-o-o-na, do-na nobis pacem.

Why so hard to love what was given?
We're just passing through.


♫ What Was Given ♫ by Sandra Hammel

Music ♫ May 5 ~ July 1, 2016
Lyrics ♫ October 2, 2017

I wrote the music first. Finally worked out the words. I wanted to record myself for the purpose of Mimi Lenox's annual Peace effort for November 4.  I recorded this late November 4th and didn't like the few efforts. But, here is one of those. It is not perfect. But neither is this world.  






300,000 pieces of space junk

After decades of using space for communication and defense, we’ve left it pretty polluted: there are now an estimated 300,000 pieces of space junk a centimeter or bigger in Earth’s orbit. Some are deactivated, decades-old satellites, but most are shards of metal — the result of rockets that exploded after use, or satellites that collided. Experts are worried that growing levels of space junk could make some orbits difficult or impossible to use, and space agencies are requiring satellite operators to be more careful with their equipment after it's decommissioned. Source


  Be brave.

Live out loud.

Let your light shine.


Sunday, May 14, 2017

Save The Child In You


It takes courage to be true to yourself.
It takes a lot to be brave enough to live in your vulnerability.
Being cowardly is easy. Until it's not.
.Any cowardly moment is a moment spent alienated from our own true being












Pretending is not brave. It is just pretending. We put on an act when we feel vulnerable because we get afraid of being rejected for the real truth that we feel. That we are. We afford rejection of pretentious behavior because it is the pretending image we put out that gets rejected.   But.    It feels like a fraud  
We are most free when we can keep our vulnerability

Save the child in you.



Save the child in you.

Thursday, April 20, 2017

For Rose ♫ Lullaby ♫ Swedish




For Rosalie Bliss Hammel
Born February 14, 2017, 7:19 pm
Traditional Swedish Lullaby
Picture February 15, 2017, 11:00 am



Saturday, December 31, 2016

The Legacy of President Obama Regarding Sudan


It would be unconscionable to lift sanctions on a government who has had a history of genocide as an ongoing policy. And a history of lying. I consider it a betrayal if the United States lifts sanctions on the Sudan government. In his first term, President Obama wrote to me that Darfur and Sudan are a priority to his administration. I have seen no sign of this being true. Senator Barack Obama said in his speech at the Save Darfur Rally on April 30, 2006  "If we care, the world will care. If we bear witness, the world will know. If we act, the world will follow." We have done nothing to show we care. If only words could heal ~ and they can play a part, but we need our leaders to have the political will and moral integrity to act on behalf of courage and basic human rights that allow living out a normal lifespan with dignity. We are waiting for the actions of our honorable President to match the words he so eloquently and rightly spoke when he was a U.S. Senator and a Presidential candidate. 
 
There is nothing redeeming about being silent when speaking up is the humane thing to do. The honor and integrity of the human race relies on it. Complicity is not a policy. Complicity comes from a lack of will.  It comes from an administration that has lost its moral compass.  It comes from a world too wrapped up in its self-importance to stop and contemplate just what human disaster will we condemn, if not genocide. Just exactly when is genocide not okay with us? Just exactly which group of people can we turn our backs on and the definition of genocide fits our values? A moral nation needs to stand up for justice. Genocide flourishes when there is no accountability. Where there is a will there is always a way. Where there is no will there is never a way. 
 
One voice won’t stop a genocide, but that is no excuse to be silent. I have never chosen silence regarding Sudan. I cannot imagine lifting sanctions is the honorable thing to do. How can this administration? Omar Hassan Al Bashir is a suspect at large from the International Criminal Court for 10 counts of crimes: 5 counts of crimes against humanity: murder, extermination, forcible transfer, torture, and rape; 2 counts of war crimes: intentionally directing attacks against a civilian population, 3 counts of genocide. The legacy of President Obama and his administration regarding Sudan is already poor, lifting sanctions would make the legacy even worse.  Sandra Hammel