We are looking for them, live or death. Where are they? Who are they?
Gandhi, Buddha, Christ, Amma, your next door neighbor, your brother, or you?
Do not hide, show their ideas, their actions, their courage. We need all of you! Come in peace.
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As peace warriors we must firstly empty our cups of knowledge. A mind that is full of knowledge has no room for learning and cannot absorb anything else. The peace warrior is engaged in the moment; the moment is all the time that there is to act within. If all our focus is on the goal, then how can we focus on what we have to do to get there? We are interested in the process of learning and not the goal or the product.
As peaceful warriors we must know our limits before we can find ways to overcome them. We don’t compete with others to gain success in our lives, we forge ourselves by looking in the mirror in order to see clearly what the cause of our own ignorance is. Like the river we must go with the flow – some of us may be going against the flow, but yet are still carried along by it. As warriors of peace our thoughts and actions are simultaneous. We act within the choiceless awareness of the moment, our instincts forged in the fires of our spiritual training. __________________________________________________________________________ COMPASSION by David Sparenberg
The pure and sweet souled man Mahatma Gandhi commonly said, "I am a Hindu and a Moslem, a Christian and a Buddhist.” In his ashram at daily prayers, Gandhi prayed to include all faiths. We too would benefit greatly from his lesson in tolerance and participation. Truly the essence of all religion is compassion.
Can we say: I am a human being, living here, in this time, in this space, a citizen of the world; an integral and engaged member of this One Earth Global Village. I am a Hindu and a Moslem, a Christian and a Buddhist, a Pagan and a Jew.
I am one with all compassion, with all genuine love, with authentic integrity, for freedom for justice, for peace and for honesty, affirming dignity protecting diversity in nature and of cultures.
Wherever there is humility and an open heart, I am, in my soul. Wherever there is kindness and an open hand, I am with these unconditional hands of flesh and life-giving energy.
I am food and I am water. I am air and I am light. I am many and I am only one. One is the phenomenal power of cosmic unity. . Where a voice is necessary, I shall be a steadfast word. Where an ear is called for, I shall be the foremost listener of heartfelt concern. Where eyes are required, I shall bear witness with uncompromising vision.
There is no purpose here, in this life, greater than devotion and praise. There is no path for the mortal sojourn more worthy than the way of expressed compassion.
Truly, I am a child in the family of living spirit and in the unboundaried congregation of universal souls.
Like the genuine Mahatma, I would open my hands and my little self, releasing the canker worm of violence and welcoming the butterfly of peace. .
Here, between my tears and the smile of awakened serenity, I offer my prayer:
Generation, you, let me stand among us all, on this wounded mother earth, with naked feet, in humility and courage, to be who I am, when I have understood and transcended the misconceptions deceptions and the betrayal of who I was. __________________________________________________________________________ P.E.A.C.E. by Porscha Parker
__________________________________________________________________________ Group Administrator: Vicky Fornes
Be aware of bodily anger and control your body.
Let go of the body's wrongsand practice virtue with your body.
Be aware of the tongue's anger and control your tongue.
Let go of the tongue's wrongsand practice virtue with your tongue.
Be aware of the mind's anger and control your mind.
Let go of the mind's wrongsand practice virtue with your mind.
The wise who control their body,
who control their tongue,
the wise who control their mind are truly well controlled.
Please my Brothers and Sisters here as Peace Warriors...
"The Price of Silence", is much to high!..watch this vid ,share..post..act.
We are All in this Together,the cycle of violence has to end. Unite in understanding,love and Peace
Peace Love Hope for All
Michael Jackson's presence, in spreading Peace & Love to the World through his music, will be missed. We, who still remain upon the Earth, must carry on the legacy of Healing our world using the Gifts we've each been given to accomplish that task.
Comment by Sandra Reis on June 26, 2009 at 10:08pm
My little tribute
Hold me
Like the River Jordan
And I will then say to thee
You are my friend
Carry me
Like you are my brother
Love me like a mother
Will you be there
Oh, love
Weary
Tell me, will you hold me
When wrong will you scold me
When lost will you find me
But they told me
A man should be faithfull
And walk when not able
And fight 'til the end
But I'm only human
Everyone's taking control of me
Seems that the world's
Got a role for me
I'm so confused
Will you show to me
You'll be there for me
And care enough to bear me
(Hold me)
Show me
(Lay your head lowly)
Show me
(Softly then boldly)
Yeah
(Carry me there)
I'm only human
(Lead me)
Hold me
(Love me and feed me)
Yeah, yeah
(Kiss me and free me)
Yeah, yeah
(I will feel blessed)
I'm only human
(Carry)
Carry
(Carry me boldly)
Carry
(Lift me up slowly)
Yeah
(Carry me there)
I'm only human
(Save me)
Lead me
(Heal me and bathe me)
Lift me up, lift me up
(Softly you'll say to me)
(I will be there)
I will be there
(Lift me)
Hold me, yeah
(Lift me up slowly)
(Carry me boldly)
Yeah
(Show me you care)
I will be there
(Hold me)
(Lay your head lowly)
I get lonely sometimes
(Softly, then boldly)
I get lonely, yeah, yeah
(Carry me there)
Carry me there
(Need me)
(Love me and feed me)
Lift me up, hold me up
(Kiss me and free me)
Lift me up sometime, up sometime
(I will feel blessed)
Yeah
Spoken:
In our darkest hour
In my deepest despair
Will you still care
Will you be there
In my trials
And my tribulations
Through our doubts
And frustrations
In my violence
In my turbulence
Through my fear
And my confessions
In my anguish and my pain
Through my joy and my sorrow
In the promise
Of another tomorrow
I'll never let you part
For you're always in my heart
I receive peace
In abundant measure
When I take my mind
To fly with me
In my simplicity, sincerity,
Humility and purity-plane
In the Sky of God's Compassion,
Protection and Satisfaction
Sri Chinmoy
You are the Enemy. We have hated, killed and died: our bodies muscled into postures of aggression, our minds imprisoned in incessant terror. We have engaged in slaughter across flaming deserts, in frozen wastelands; mutual destroyers, in burned out cities of smoldering rubble, in lifetimes of bloodshed, in eons of ashes.
Today I throw away my weapons. The systems are being dismantled; the machinery of madness is wrenched asunder. Are you hungry, my enemy? Here is food, my friend. Do you need shelter? Let us build together. How are you parents, your white haired elders? I can give medicine. What of your children, do they need education? We can teach stories; paint rainbow bridges of alternative directions; hand them a future free from the fears of our past, free from false answers.
Let us share this hour: speak quietly to one another, give the gift of unveiled glances; listen to heartbeats, raindrops of wonderment, mortal respiration. After so much terror, communion, communion like this; like softness of a kiss, like bread freshly baked and the simplicity of water; is refreshing, liberating our tortured, maimed and bloodied souls.
Most important of all—my enemy, my new friend—here is my hand, both hands, clean of propaganda, empty of deception, warmly open. More important than that—this is my face, my face without mask, my eyes to look into. I want… my Enemy, my Friend… I need to trust you, for you now, before it is too late, before it is later than the darkness, also, as well and equally, to trust me—to meet me on common ground. Outside of the cancer wards of power and back rooms of genocide and the cold crimes of hatred.
Let us now—now, which is always where we are—let us stop gnawing on the bitter roots of envy and vengeance. Let us stop feeding our innards on the poison fruits of the tree of Cain. But rather, let us answer for one another and say, “I give in peace and receive in peace. And war no more.”
David Sparenberg
*“Answers” was first written around 1984. It was published in TRANSNATIONAL PERSPECTIVES, Geneva, Switzerland, subsequently in THE NEW TIMES, Seattle. It was revised and reformatted on December 2, 2008.
If thou wilt be observant and vigilant, thou wilt see at every moment the response to thy action. Be observant if thou wouldst have a pure heart, for something is born to thee in consequence of every action.
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