Monday, February 10, 2020


“What if the beatitudes aren’t about a list of conditions we should try and meet to be blessed. What if these are not virtues we should aspire to but what if Jesus saying blessed are the meek is not instructive– what if it’s performative? …meaning the pronouncement of blessing is actually what confers the blessing itself. Maybe the sermon on the mount is all about Jesus’ seemingly lavish blessing of the world around him especially that which society doesn’t seem to have much time for, people in pain, people who work for peace instead of profit, people who exercise mercy instead of vengeance. So maybe Jesus is actually just blessing people, especially the people who never seem to receive blessings otherwise. I mean, come on, doesn’t that just sound like something Jesus would do? Extravagantly throwing around blessings as though they grew on trees?”
Nadia Bolz-Weber, ”Some Modern Beatitudes—A Sermon for All Saints Sunday” November 6, 2014

Saturday, February 08, 2020

Haiku and Tanka for Harriet Tubman BY SONIA SANCHEZ

Haiku and Tanka for Harriet Tubman

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Picture a woman
riding thunder on
the legs of slavery    ...    


Picture her kissing
our spines saying no to
the eyes of slavery    ...    


Picture her rotating
the earth into a shape
of lives becoming    ...    


Picture her leaning
into the eyes of our
birth clouds    ...    


Picture this woman
saying no to the constant
yes of slavery    ...    


Picture a woman
jumping rivers her
legs inhaling moons    ...    


Picture her ripe
with seasons of
legs    ...   running    ...    


Picture her tasting
the secret corners
of woods    ...   


Picture her saying:
You have within you the strength,
the patience, and the passion
to reach for the stars,
to change the world    ...    


Imagine her words:
Every great dream begins
with a dreamer    ...    


Imagine her saying:
I freed a thousand slaves,
could have freed
a thousand more if they
only knew they were slaves    ...    


Imagine her humming:
How many days we got
fore we taste freedom    ...    


Imagine a woman
asking: How many workers
for this freedom quilt    ...    


Picture her saying:
A live runaway could do
great harm by going back
but a dead runaway
could tell no secrets    ...    


Picture the daylight
bringing her to woods
full of birth moons    ...    


Picture John Brown
shaking her hands three times saying:
General Tubman. General Tubman. General Tubman.


Picture her words:
There’s two things I got a
right to: death or liberty    ...    


Picture her saying no
to a play called Uncle Tom’s Cabin:
I am the real thing    ...    


Picture a Black woman:
could not read or write
trailing freedom refrains    ...    


Picture her face
turning southward walking
down a Southern road    ...    


Picture this woman
freedom bound    ...    tasting a
people’s preserved breath    ...    


Picture this woman
of royalty    ...    wearing a crown
of morning air    ...    


Picture her walking,
running, reviving
a country’s breath    ...    


Picture black voices
leaving behind
lost tongues   ...
Source: Poetry (April 2018)

Friday, February 07, 2020

Bless the poets

Bless the poets, the workers for justice,
the dancers of ceremony, the singers of heartache,
the visionaries, all makers and carriers of fresh
meaning– We will all make it through,
despite politics and wars, despite failures
and misunderstandings. There is only love.
–Joy Harjo, Conflict Resolution for Holy Beings,
opening dedication for Owen Chopoksa Sapulpa

Saturday, February 01, 2020

Seth Godin, "who's designing your system?"

Some of the greatest buildings of all time were created by unskilled craftsmen using cheap and readily available materials. McMansions, on the other hand, are often created by highly paid workers and endless supplies of expensive materials.

Caviar isn’t required to make a great meal… but a talented, thoughtful chef definitely makes a difference.

Who is designing your system? Who is putting in an unreasonable amount of effort to make sure it’s magical?