a report of doings at meeting #129, Sunday, May 20, 2018
including liturgical items, major themes, and other odds and ends
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INVOCATION
Change will not come if we wait for some other person, or if we wait
for some other time. We are the ones we’ve been waiting for. We are
the change that we seek.
—–Barack Obama
They always say time changes things, but actually you have to change
them yourself.
—–Andy Warhol
Let him who would move the world first move himself.—–Socrates
THEME
(CHANGE, part II)
Marge, always open to new places and ideas, told us how impressed
she’d been recently at her American Lit class with Harriet Beecher
Stowe’s Uncle Tom’s Cabin, which had caused a sensation and much
discussion of slavery, also with Stowe herself, abolitionist,
suffragette, a real change agent. Marge also spoke of all the
venturesome things her sons were doing out exploring the world, like
Mom and Dad.
Ann first raised an offbeat question: she was wondering how our topic
word change ever got applied to coins in “change” . (Anybody know?).
Then she gave us a fine bunch of quotes starting with a beautiful
excerpt from Rachel Carson’s classic The Sea Around Us, and including
her own comment on the so quick change in the social media landscape
recently re: personal information. See AFTERWORD for her notes and
quotes.
Nancy’s first thought was of life itself as change, and our part as
change agents for good or ill, but was also very aware of the four
seasons (at least hoping for more than our winter); so she was very
struck by an essay in a recent issue of the Atlantic monthly on
Thoreau’s (2 million-word) Journal, 8 of 17 volumes recently published
of his notes from daily walks for 12 years in the changing seasons
that became for him “a metaphor of Earth as a living organism”.
We agreed to send our offering for May to another change agent: the
American Civil Liberties Union (ACLU).
BENEDICTION
One child, one teacher, one book, one pen can change the world.
—–Malala Yousafzai, Nobel prize winner
The only man I know who behaves sensibly is my tailor; he takes my
measurements anew each time he sees me. The rest go on with their old
measurements and expect me to fit them.—–George Bernard Shaw
NEXT TIME: Sunday, June 17, 2018 (1030), at a location TBA, but the
topic will be WISHES.
AFTERWORD
from Nancy:
For essay “What Thoreau Saw” in the Atlantic monthly, November, 2017,
check https://www.theatlantic.com/magazine/toc/2017/II
from Ann:
Quotations:
“In my thoughts these shores, so different in their nature and in the
inhabitants they support, are made one by the unifying touch of the
sea. For the differences I sense in this particular instant in time
that is mine are but the differences of a moment, determined by our
place in the stream of time and in the long rhythms of the sea. Once
this rocky coast beneath me was a plain of sand; then the sea rose and
found a new shofixed reality – earth becoming fluid as the sea
itself.” Rachel Carson
Peace is born out of equanimity and balance. Balance is flexibility,
an ability to adjust graciously to change. Equanimity arises when we
accept the way things ground these rocks to sand and will have
returned the coast to iis earlier state. And so in my life and my
mind’s eye these coastal forms merge and blend in a shifting,
kaleidoscope pattern in which are. Jack Kornfield
If you expect your life to be up and down, your mind will be much more
peaceful. Lama Yeshe
Each day, we wake slightly altered, and the person we were yesterday
is dead. John Updike
Isn’t it nice to think that tomorrow is a new day with no mistakes in
it yet? Lucy Maud Montgomery – published as L.M. Montgomery, was a
Canadian author best known for a series of novels beginning in 1908
with Anne of Green Gables
If you are the only girl in the room it doesn’t mean you are better.
It means something is wrong. Columnist Alexandra Petri
How about the change, so quickly, in the social media landscape –
Facebook, twitter, etc. We became complacent in our expectations,
especially about privacy; yet we were willing to vomit vast quantities
of personal information to feel connected to one another, and then we
expected to have privacy…?
Six Wordies:
The word change itself has changed.