By Lydia Wylie-Kellermann
November 26, 2017, at Day House Catholic Worker in Detroit
“Let me show you how to fold this, Grandpa,” Isaac said after he picked up a dish rag off my dad’s kitchen floor. He carefully folded it just as he had learned at school. At night, we’ve been reading The BFG and it is slowed down by the fact that Isaac pauses regularly to point out all the words he can read on each page. It’s incredible! I love watching all these incredible things he is learning and knowing that I am not responsible for it. I just get to delight it in. Continue reading
From Valerie Burris (aka, “Queen Abrihet”), daily dropping light, love, good deeds and prophetic wisdom all over her native Detroit:
Your pastor told you to stand with a pussy grabber and you did, now he is your president. Your preacher told you to stand with the crook and you did, now he is your mayor. Your preacher told you to stand with a business man, you did, now he is your governor. Love told you to come out of those synagogues of Satan, but for some reason, you can’t or won’t listen to love. We were told to protect our minds, that if we didn’t someone would come along and convince us that love is hate and we would believe it. We are in this day. A paradigm shift is happening. Sadly, too many sistas are being left behind.
By Howard Thurman, forwarded by Marian Wright Edelman via Ched Myers (that’s how the radical network flows)
Today, I make my Sacrament of Thanksgiving.
I begin with the simple things of my days:
Fresh air to breathe,
Cool water to drink,
The taste of food,
The protection of houses and clothes,
The comforts of home.
For all these I make an act of Thanksgiving this day! Continue reading
From Berta Zúñiga Cáceres, the daughter of Honduran community organizer Berta Caceres who, in Spring 2016, was murdered by the national and local Honduran government and a multinational dam company, with at least the tacit support of the US. This is from a ¡Berta Vive! series of interviews. Caceres is asked about the broader vision of her mother’s organization COPINH:
It’s a very rich vision and one that exists among many indigenous peoples. It has to do with building a logic that’s completely opposed to the hegemonic way of thinking that we’re always taught. The vision and proposals are defiant, totally different than the academic, patriarchal, racist, positivist vision of the world. They include relations between people that are much more communitarian and collective, and that also have a strong relationship to the global commons and to nature, defying the dominant anthropocentric vision. They relate to spirituality and the relationships we have with all living beings – a holistic vision of life.
Indigenous people find themselves battling extractivism, companies, mining, because that’s the battleground where these different ways of knowing, of feeling, of cosmovision play out.
This is the wealth of indigenous peoples. But it also represents a threat for the economic model that’s based on profits and money, and that’s developed through repression and exclusion.
Photo by Clancy Dunigan, a founding member of the Reagan-era Bartimaeus Community in Berkeley, CA. Clancy lives on Whidbey Island in Washington state with his partner Marcia and hosts “Clancy’s Bar & Grill,” an award-winning blues radio show, every Thursday night on 90.7 KSER in Seattle. Dunigan recently explained his shot of the late Daniel Berrigan:
For me, a rare one, as he looked into the camera. Usually I found Dan looking away or with eyes cast down. The luck of the Irish we will call it. We had just finished listening to Dan’s take on Isaiah in a tent outside the Nev. Test Site, at a Pacific Life Community gig. Dan suggested we all take a walk into the desert, find a place to sit or stand and consider the Scripture, pray, and listen. This photo was taken after that, as folk returned to the tent.
By Jim Perkinson, a sermon (10.29.17) for a turning Season
In the Lectionary gospel for the day, the stakes are high. Jesus has just side-swiped the annual Passover parade, organized an Occupy-takeover of the Temple the next day, held a teach-in naming the site “Thug Central,” “Den of Robbers,” opened the space to the blind, the lame and children, gone underground in Bethany overnight, come back up to the central shrine, which is also the national bank, begun his word-joust-defense of his action—and the clock is ticking. The contract has been out on his life ever since the early days of his community organizing in Galilee where he led his inner circle in a civil disobedience action, poaching wheat from fields on the Sabbath. Continue reading
By Ched Myers, originally posted yesterday on ChedMyers.org
Right: Fr. Phil Berrigan pouring blood on 1-A draft files at the Customs House, Baltimore, MD, October 27, 1967.
Today, October 31st, we prepare to embrace that great feast of remembering, the “Triduum of Saints”: All Hallow’s Eve, Saints and All Souls Day, or Dia de los Muertos (learn more about the Triduum by reading this blog or linking to this free 2012 BCM webinar).
As I have gotten older this season of the Saints has become my favorite time of year. This morning Elaine and I sat and prayed at our table, pictures of parents and other missed loved ones spread out. We both cried telling stories. Tears always help. Continue reading