Wednesday, October 24, 2007

Honouring the heart

This is a story that tore my heart open. When my friend Susan told me, I sat shocked in disbelief.
I cannot tell you the exact where's and when, but if you go to the link above, there is an explanation in Spanish.
What I do know from Susan, is that at an art exhibition in Costa Rica a dog was deliberately and consciously allowed to starve to death. In the name of 'art'. Apparently the artist saw it as a political statement about the country, or something. I was told he had some children find a dog on the streets. He tied it up in a corner of the gallery. It was left there, as an object to be viewed. It slowly died.
This is abhorrent beyond words. I cannot comprehend any part of this; that cruelty to animals could be accepted by one single person, let alone many.
We know cruelty against animals, women, children, lesbians and gays, 'the enemy' - any one we deem to be 'the other' and therefore OK to victimise - can occur. But somehow in such a public arena, condoned as 'art', takes it to a sickening level. That no-one cut the rope, in the name of humanity.
I invite you to sign the petition. I did. I want my voice to be heard, that the ripple of my breath may become a windstorm of change. For kindness. For thoughtfulness. For compassion. For caring. For a world where there is no place for cruelty. At all.
This is not the only chilling image I have witnessed and shared today. Look at them both. Then please, let each and every one of us make our lives vehicles of change. By practicing kindness to all those around us, large and small - every being. As an act of courage and compassion in a world of tragic decay. It is the gift we can offer to honour those who have suffered and died simply because the world forgets that we share one beating heart.

Sunday, October 14, 2007

in silence there is song

Shifting Ground, by Mike Gillam, Central Australia

It seems whatever words i find do not make it to this page. However, if you want to know where my time and heart have been, please read my other blog, fromtarasbabies. I cannot comprehend the endless suffering of this world.

And if you have ever wondered what the voice of enlightenment may sound like in this country, please listen to Cut The Spell by Jetsunma. This is the cadence of compassion, pure ripe and clear. Just what is needed right now.

Friday, October 05, 2007

Reflections of the Valley

Words sift and drift through my mind. Fleeting, they are gone. Here are some images from Dakini Vally. I am not the photographer, i am not sure who is - they were taken while I was away. I stumbled on their beauty today.