Courtney Mohler's Comments

Hello,

iPeace is deleted from David Califa the end of June. Here you can find a new home.

http://peaceformeandtheworld.ning.com/

You are cordially invited.

Warm regards, Eva

back Courtney, to

"So Let's Make a Difference for You & Yours & Everyone" and

"Happy Trails" & "Happy iPeaceing"

This is the peace sign of Bolinas' middle school:

Hi Mrs. Mohler, I've been thinking of you . . . I left a message on your cell. It was great over mother's day. Have you seen Genna's and Mom's pictures on the sail boat on the bay? I was great with Ray who's classroom was right accross the hallway from Mom's. Give George my best. Love Dad

Mom sent you that favorite picture of you in the scarf tu tu well look who you use to look like (you were just as shy):

Well I'm sorry I didn't mail your camera when i said i would. I'm glad the Canadian Princess mailed it with your Easter basket. Mom's the best.

Hi Courtney, hope all is well and you are over your cold. I had a great time on your visit here. Aunt Carmen, Michelle, Jeanette, and friend Lisa spent the night. Michelle really liked Berkely best. She says it's harder than ever to get in. We all went to Joes Taco Lounge sorry there wasn't more room at the lodge and you didn't have rehearsals. I love you and that husband of yours a bunch. Dad ps I'll mail your camera tomorrow.

Hi T,
No worries, as I said, I was just calling to say "I Love You", wow, does that sound like a song or what!!! But you know it's true, I would be blue, if you ever thought, I didn't love you!!! Now, there's a song!!
As Always, Zacraw, Auntie LaLa

Thats my T.T.Bird! love you, mama

Hi Courtney, I found this great photo on my profile. It reminded me of my favorite native Princess. See I know you want boys but a tiny native princess has it's pluses. Mom is really getting into iPeace too. Say hi to George. Love Dad

A darling daughter dancing in the outskirts of Grifith Park

Hi T, That's a formal Tea popular in England. I'm going to find that parking ticket I got at your place. I've got to pay it quick. I had a great time with you and George at UCLA. Hope you solve the commuting problem soon. I know your students and George's students are very lucky to have you two.
Love Dad

He Sweetie,
I'm not so good about checing this network thing what ageat surpriz, tohear from my favorite niece. I.m takinfg on a lot of challenges this lent. Michelle is taking cold showers so she can think of those who don't haxw warm water. She amazes me how did I have a 17 year old like her. but at the same time she got very tipsy at her Grandfather's b-day oarty. I miss you sweetie. Love to George and you auntir, Carmen

Hi T.,
Hope you will be my friend, is this how it's done??
zacraw pieces 4-ever
Auntie LaLa

Hi Courtney I sure had a great time in LA. The Idyllists wer fab. Aunty Laurel is here she made dinner tonight it was very good indeed and her famous apple pie for desert. We had break fast at the Bayside. We took Aunty to tour the house boat docks. Laurel took this picture with her digital.

Your Dad got me to do this, I'm not a networking kind of gal, but I thought I would send my love to my favorite niece and her husband. Love you guys!!!!

Chief Seattle @ Gouverneur Washington 1854 "The President in Washington sends word that he wishes to buy our land. But how can you buy or sell the sky? the land? The idea is strange to us. If we do not own the freshness of the air and the sparkle of the water, how can you buy them?
Every part of the earth is sacred to my people. Every shining pine needle, every sandy shore, every mist in the dark woods, every meadow, every humming insect. All are holy in the memory and experience of my people.
We know the sap which courses through the trees as we know the blood that courses through our veins. We are part of the earth and it is part of us. The perfumed flowers are our sisters. The bear, the deer, the great eagle, these are our brothers. The rocky crests, the dew in the meadow, the body heat of the pony, and man all belong to the same family.
The shining water that moves in the streams and rivers is not just water, but the blood of our ancestors. If we sell you our land, you must remember that it is sacred. Each glossy reflection in the clear waters of the lakes tells of events and memories in the life of my people. The water's murmur is the voice of my father's father.
The rivers are our brothers. They quench our thirst. They carry our canoes and feed our children. So you must give the rivers the kindness that you would give any brother.
If we sell you our land, remember that the air is precious to us, that the air shares its spirit with all the life that it supports. The wind that gave our grandfather his first breath also received his last sigh. The wind also gives our children the spirit of life. So if we sell our land, you must keep it apart and sacred, as a place where man can go to taste the wind that is sweetened by the meadow flowers.
Will you teach your children what we have taught our children? That the earth is our mother? What befalls the earth befalls all the sons of the earth.
This we know: the earth does not belong to man, man belongs to the earth. All things are connected like the blood that unites us all. Man did not weave the web of life, he is merely a strand in it. Whatever he does to the web, he does to himself.
One thing we know: our God is also your God. The earth is precious to him and to harm the earth is to heap contempt on its creator.
Your destiny is a mystery to us. What will happen when the buffalo are all slaughtered? The wild horses tamed? What will happen when the secret corners of the forest are heavy with the scent of many men and the view of the ripe hills is blotted with talking wires? Where will the thicket be? Gone! Where will the eagle be? Gone! And what is to say goodbye to the swift pony and then hunt? The end of living and the beginning of survival.
When the last red man has vanished with this wilderness, and his memory is only the shadow of a cloud moving across the prairie, will these shores and forests still be here? Will there be any of the spirit of my people left?
We love this earth as a newborn loves its mother's heartbeat. So, if we sell you our land, love it as we have loved it. Care for it, as we have cared for it. Hold in your mind the memory of the land as it is when you receive it. Preserve the land for all children, and love it, as God loves us.
As we are part of the land, you too are part of the land. This earth is precious to us. It is also precious to you.
One thing we know - there is only one God. No man, be he Red man or White man, can be apart. We are all brothers after all."
from : http://www.synaptic.bc.ca/ejournal/seattle2.htm

See you at Idyllists CD release party friday night I can't wait! Here's a picture of Granpa when he was just a liitle younger than me. I sent this for him since without a computer he can't join iPeace with the rest of his Elkins.

Thanks Courtney! I am going to exhibit the civil rights ones later, for now I just wqan tto keep it light. xoxox