Friday, March 21, 2008

 

Look Away, If You Can


I was going to post tonight about how delighted I was to be finished with the old job. I'm not actually finished, I've accepted a couple of shifts but they're at my convenience and I'm well-pleased to be doing it that way.

I was going to write about joy and freedom and liberty.

But then I went and read my friend Joy's blog. There's some Joy there, but not so much in the way of joy. No freedom and liberty at all.

This hurts my heart.

If you're not into reading about Tibet and how the people of that country are being systematically slaughtered this might not be such a good link to follow. If you are then this is a good place to read firsthand accounts from people who are living such a life.

I've sent what little I can (and believe me it was very little) to their emergency medical fund. Not sure if there's anyone I can write letters to -- there must be. Must be.

I'm not entirely sure of the power of a single letter, but I'm willing to throw mine into the ring in the tiny, faint hope that a word will make a difference.

I'll research it more tomorrow, and will also get some yarn up this week into the Karma Corner in my store and send the proceeds of that to them.

For tonight, I'm going to reflect on how very fortunate I am to be living indoors without fear of being beaten and tortured. I may not be living in the country of my birth; however, I am here by choice and could return home freely at any time of my choosing.

I have not been forced to relinquish my religion, my language or my nationality, nor yet my life.

My mother-in-law is visiting and I think she's agreed to move in with us once she retires (I hear the collective groans however it was at my request; we would be fortunate to have her here). I've rid myself of the job that was making me break out head to toe, I slept ten hours today while my family went to the farm and then went shopping and I woke, rested for once, to the smell of one of my favourite meals on the stove.

Freedom, safety and joy indeed. I has it.

I wish everyone did.

Comments:
Amen to that. Well said. I'm not going to follow that link, because I would probably be reduced to a quivering wreck right now and I'm at work :-(
 
I haven't followed the link. Yet. But am well aware of the atrocities being committed. Blech.

Congrats on having the job on your own terms, you Fibre Maven (tm). Getting rid of it is a godsend. Been there, done that. In my case, less pay has meant that I no longer have huge rows with DH and that the house is (more) peaceful. I'm better rested because I am not up at night worrying and therefore am much less grumpy.

You are very luck to get on so well with your MIL. I hope that it works out for the best. Having her in your home will be a boone for your daughter. I treasure the memories I have of when my great-grandmother lived with us. I am very fortunate to have had that time with her, she was a treasure.

Time to toss the bottle of bleach, or at least remove it to the laundry room.
 
That's why I always laugh a little when I have problems. Some have real problems.
 
I wonder if we couldn't forward that link to some political folks to peruse? Of course, we have a huge election going on in the States right now, so I'm not sure anyone is READING anything but election ... but I'd sure like to know when we're going to END attrocities like this?!
 
There's so much pain and hurt in the world! Those of us who live in the more monetarily affluent countries are, indeed, fortunate. It's so easy to forget there's another whole side to the world. It doesn't take much for the "animal nature" of mankind to raise its ugly head.

Thank you for the reminder, although it is definitely sad. Jim and I will do what we can, too. Yes, precious little it is.
 
Thanks for blogging about this. My heart aches for Tibet. When I am feeling stronger (and less tired) I will follow that link.

Congratulations on ridding your life of the thorny bush that was that job.
 
We are lucky to have what we have. And I hear you on the MIL thing; mine died a few weeks ago and we're really hoping that my FIL will choose eventually to move in with us. He's an awesome guy and having him in our household would only give us more for which to be thankful.

Thanks for the link. Wow.
 
I never did know anyone else with whom I shared Joy; I haven't read her yet this week...maybe afraid to. But I will today -- I've read and corresponded with her and Nyondo for some time. I read that there was hostility toward His Holiness; I've seen two demonstrations here; I have a dear friend in Cambodia in archaelogy. Especially at this time of year - one does so pray for people to see one another through eyes of love. While I tend to be aware of my blessings in general, it tugs at the heart...if only I could lose half of mu blessings to double those of another.........
 
Thanks for the reminder of all that there is for me to be grateful for. It seems so unreal to me that things like this can still be happening in a world where there really should be enough for everyone and people should rise up in anger against all oppressors. If you think of something we knitters can do, let us know!
 
this blog has links for emails you can send.

http://danzanravjaa.typepad.com/my_weblog/

it sickens me as well.
 
Thank you my dear friend for caring and for speaking/writing what is in your heart and mind.

It really is sobering when I contemplate the scope of this thing and how it is going to affect so many of my friends and neighbors so personally. We will do all we can - as we always do. And with each person's kind assistance, maybe we can make some difference. We're going to try...

Hard times, everywhere. I've seen it coming. That doesn't make it any easier, you know?

Joy
Rewalsar, H.P. India - up in the Himalayas where the borders just got a whole lot crueler.
 
so sad. obviously, china learned all the wrong things from the holocaust. one can only hope more of the world learned the right ones.

is there a link for donating?

ellen in indy
 
I don't know which to do first: puke, or throw something at the Chinese Embassy. I've written both my MP, and the PM. I don't know what else to do, but if there's anything else I can do to help, I will.

Fuck.

Fuckity-fuck-fuck.

Which doesn't even say half of it.
 
We are most fortunate in this great country. One letter read by many means more than an unspoken thought heard by no one.
 
I can't follow the link right now, but I plan to in a couple days. In the meantime, I just wanted to join in the chorus of congratulations! And even without following the link, I am glad for the reminder that my life is pretty damn privileged. As always, your words buoy me. Thank you, my friend.
 
eloquently stated, as always.

I have a student from Tibet who is always active in the protests and from whom I know of the horrors.

And to think China is a "favored trading partner" of the US. Makes me wanna puke.
 
Thank you for reminding me of Joy. I have not read her blog recently, but I will tonight and try to send a little something. Best to you - seems things will be looking up at last for you.
 
TrueMajority.org has a petition you can sign that they'll deliver to the Chinese Embassy.
 
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