Meanwhile: 100 Days (45)

Tying Up Loose Ends

A couple rows on the gray panel while I listened to Heather Cox Richardson talk about the mad king and his unhinged war. I think I’ll head to the Lancaster Make Some Noise Protest this evening.

Meanwhile
by Beth Weaver-Kreider

Meanwhile, he threatens genocide.
Meanwhile, we hold children in concentration camps.
Meanwhile, there’s still no justice for people shot in the streets.
Meanwhile, he is still in the Epstein Files.
Meanwhile, the children don’t care about your damn signature.
Meanwhile, he probably shouldn’t even be allowed near children.
Meanwhile, we bombed a girls’ school.
Meanwhile, we killed over one hundred people on boats in the Caribbean.
Meanwhile, they’re serving rotten in the concentration camps.
Meanwhile, girls and women are getting raped in the concentration camps.
Meanwhile, sick people aren’t receiving medical care in the concentration camps.
Meanwhile, he keeps threatening war crimes.
Meanwhile, some Christians still call him God’s Chosen.
Meanwhile, he is increasingly unhinged and impaired.
Meanwhile

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No War: #The100DayProject Day 8

Tying Up Loose Ends

Day 8:
How do we resist the forces of Empire and White Supremacy and Patriarchy and Christian Nationalism, which are—really—one and the same? We make the world we envision, the matrisphere (as Perdita Finn calls it), the communities of nurture and sustenance and protection, and we grow these communities as we watch the towers fall.

Their world is beginning to tip and tilt and fall apart, and rich white men are going to start trying to save their own selves. In the process, they’re going to start turning on each other, eating each other, pushing each other down so that they can try to stay afloat. The people will be there to push them out of the way, because we have a bigger thing to do. We have circles of community to preserve and to build. We have children to protect. We have nurturing and sustaining to do. We don’t have time for their hate and their lies. They’re going to take each other down, and when they do we will be there with our soup and our hope and our bandages and our knitting and our spinning and we will create a new world. Let it be so.

Project work today: About twelve rows on knitting on the second sleeve, Another 10 or so hearts and flowers for Pride, a No War sign on the coffee table, and participation in Deborah Oak Cooper’s Wave Goodbye to the Patriarchy Spell.

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#The100DayProject: Day 7

Day 6:
My heart is heavy today with the reports of US and Israeli attacks on Iran. 

This morning my Book Group talked about this book, The Borrowed Life of Frederick Fife, about a case of mistaken identity that brings redemption and healing to a series of tragic and painful stories. The primary issue of mistaken identity revolves around the idea that so often people don’t really see elders. And the main character, through his own terrible grief, is able to truly and deeply see the people he encounters.

How can I be a better Seer of others? How can I not let anyone go unnoticed or ignored? 

I crocheted hearts and flowers as we talked.  Each little heart, each little flower, is a prayer for peace.  Later, I finished the first sleeve of The Alone Together Sweater and began the second. I’m feeling anxious about whether it will be a cohesive garment when I finish.

The golden winter aconite were alive with the electric hum of the Little Sisters, and the barn overhang was swarming with the coming and goings from the wild hive.

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