Tuesday, February 17, 2009

checking in

i realize i haven't been hanging out here much these days. it has more to do with where i am at and where i want the blog to go than anything else. i find i cannot really handle the news anymore and have been on a self imposed news blackout. no msm, no google reader, no olbermann and maddow. not even jon stewart (yes, i hear the gasps). i can't do it anymore. what will happen is going to happen. the truth is out there for folks to see and the ones who see- well, who the hell needs me to preach to the choir. and the unfortunate part- i haven't been writing at suzie q or the sirens chronicles and i really enjoyed writing there. but it isn't my space and i don't feel right weirding it up with whatever pops into my head rather than the topics generally covered there.

i have been writing a bit more at the corner and i do my tuesdays at the peace tree. i also try to post monthly at poets 4 peace because it blends my love for haiku with writing about peace. not always inspirational but hey, it's poetry and we try to be timely over there too. so, not having really sorted anything out- i just haven't really been online much period. change is definitely coming. perhaps not what we were seeking but it's coming. and i don't need to read about bristol palin's baby or planes crashing all over or the gop obstructing anything that they didn't propose. there is always going to be 'the other side' for both sides squaring off. i don't want the right wing to win because they are regressive and scared and fearmongering rather than productive and forward thinking and proactive. i don't really want the left in its current incarnation to win either because they are not much different than the right.

i want what i can't have- and that's common sense, decency, compassion, empathy, intelligence, and peace to win out over the 7 deadly sins. i hate greed. it has destroyed empires and civilizations and now, it has destroyed an entire planet. and i don't care for roller coasters. i always close my eyes before the plunge. i generally don't even get on the ride but i have been forced on and strapped in- and i have closed my eyes for this last part.

so, being a truth teller- i am not sure how to proceed. the truth is not really wanted and it isn't really peddaled by the media or folks around the water coolers. it isn't popular and quite frankly, it's ugly. i don't want to deal with it day after day. and i know folks who come here don't either. this has never really been the forum for the sanctuary- the corner has been my refuge. so, this blog has largely gone silent. and here i am. wondering where to go from here and what i really want to write about. for the most part, i have always written from where i am- and so that's what i am doing right now.


eaprez said...

ahhhhh you are 'awakening'. its really as easy on focusing on the things you want rather than the things you don't want :) e.g. rather than focus on war, focus on peace. There's a great quote by Mother Teresa "I was once asked why I don't participate in anti-war demonstrations. I said that I will never do that, but as soon as you have a pro-peace rally, I'll be there." Which articulates that very principle. You really should read "A New Earth" - which also teaches that concept. Good luck!

Unknown said...

I try to keep up with the issues dearest to me. But a creative outlet is good for the soul, too.

I would love to see you do more with Betmo's Corner. I rather like it there...

Anonymous said...

Love you, hon. I'm going to visit you more often at your other place. Blogrolling it, too. It's true, we have to manifest the change from the inside, and wallowing in the rage ain't gettin' it. Muaaaah!

Carol Gee said...

betmo -- I honor you, as always, for your openness and honesty about where you are. Blogging is all about that. To fill your head with what you want, rather than what you don't want, is the highest form of choice-fullness. You really hit it on the head with not wanting to read about Bristol Palin's baby.
Thanks so much for this post.
Warm regards,