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Video --YouTube

silent lotus — Wed, 13 Aug 2008 12:52:46 -0400

Please use the corrected links below to view

Ambassador Thomas Graham's speech on "Peace, Security, and the Test Ban",
a presentation by Grannies Peace Brigade Leader, Joan Wile,
and original poetry read by the author, silent lotus.

The talks are in multiple parts due to space limitations per posting on You Tube,
so you will need to click multiple ones shown to see the entirety of a given talk.

Rev Bob Moore
Coalition For Peace Action
http://www.peacecoalition.org

Ambassador Thomas Graham
http://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=ambassador+thomas+graham&sea...

Grannies Peace Brigade Leader, Joan Wile
http://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=grannies+for+peace+leader&se...

Silent Lotus

http://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=silent+lotus&search_type=&aq...

" May your voice be loving enough to silence your own fears." ..... silent lotus
www.silentlotus.net

Death*Penalty

Rainbow Brain — Thu, 17 Apr 2008 15:22:24 -0400

Forgiveness is the only salvation of ones judgment, the penalty of death is thus ones forfeiture of that salvation.

Bruce Larson*Moore

Sharing Life

silent lotus — Wed, 19 Dec 2007 09:09:31 -0500

Dear Tokashoni

I am truly grateful for your sharing of your kind words and your
presence with all of us. As omniscience continues to blossom
this life shall enjoy the love that is eternal.

a warm smile
silent lotus

" May your voice be loving enough to silence your own fears." ..... silent lotus
www.silentlotus.net

Churches can cause war

Tokashoni — Sat, 15 Dec 2007 12:09:41 -0500

Thank you for sharing life with me. I just want to make a comment that I can see peace coming just as soon as we realize that church is for man. This means that we must accept and love all people and recognize their faiths and points of view.

Tokashoni

Sharing Your Vision

silent lotus — Wed, 14 Nov 2007 12:24:28 -0500

Dear Susan

Thank you so very kindly.

a warm smile
silent lotus

" May your voice be loving enough to silence your own fears." ..... silent lotus
www.silentlotus.net

ROFL

Susan Livingston — Sat, 10 Nov 2007 12:54:39 -0500

That's what I call teaching by example!

Editor, propeace.net

Yet*Feel

Rainbow Brain — Tue, 11 Sep 2007 16:37:03 -0400

Yet there is much more to*feel, within the realm of forgiveness, truth and love of y/our humanity . . .

and so we continue, lessor for what we have been and are, yet greater in the knowing of what we could possibly be . . .

BL*M

finding silence

indigo-daisy — Tue, 31 Jul 2007 21:50:59 -0400

dear silent lotus,

thank you for your kind comment and greetings.

i love reading your poetry. i have noticed when i am in deep meditation and reach that state, sometimes it is only for a few seconds, but it is a state of complete and utter silence, a void, a nothingness. it is here that i feel a peace beyond understanding.

warm smiles back to you,

deborah

Finding Silence

silent lotus — Mon, 30 Jul 2007 00:04:41 -0400

Dear Deborah Abdulla

It was a pleasure to discover your poetry here
and to visit your story on your website.

Welcome to ProPeace.net

a warm smile

silent lotus

" May your voice be loving enough to silence your own fears." ..... silent lotus
www.silentlotus.net

4th anniversary approaches

Jason White — Mon, 12 Mar 2007 13:02:47 -0400

LMH, your song reminds me of my own state of mind during the march to war. I cried bitter, frustrated tears as the bombs fell and the hopes and wishes of the 10s of millions who took to the streets around the world in March 2003 were ignored. As we near the 4th anniversary of this useless violence, it is interesting to reflect on where we were then.

I wrote the following on March 17, 2003, three days before the bombing started, when it became clear, absolutely clear, in my mind that the Bush Administration had no intention of solving the issue peacefully and never did.

Quote:

Soaking. Striving. Starving. Discerning. Alarming. Repressed teenage bloodlust, we are powerful and just barely out of control. Now we give in to sadness in the hope that the future could someday feel so bright again. F**king the present. Ignoring the pain. The Pain. The PAIN. THE PAIN! We block it out. It is too much to look at. We medicate ourselves. Media. Food. Sex. Prescription medications of complacency mediocrity and sickening righteousness. We will get through this quickly. It’s just a shot then a cotton ball then a bandaid and a lollipop. All better. Mama’s going to make it all better. Mama please make it all better. Don’t let us hurt us. There is no Them. There is only Us. Breathing. Being. Cycles of sleep and wake. Again and again. Birth death birth. A clothes dryer. A tumbling arc forever folding and mixing and defying any claim to an upper hand. Yet the only fight worth fighting is inside ourselves. To work through it, to evolve, to revolve, as in revolution. How bright is the flame that lights our knowing, our living, our loving. All the movement, all the understanding, the resonance that we try not to grab too greedily comes together in a point that is Everything. Over and over. How to be still. To be re-woven into this fabric, the calamity of the moment is an appendage, a vestigial structure, a stray branch to be pruned and ground up to become our nourishment.

Those were intense times indeed. I hope others will share their reflections of then and now as the anniversary approaches.

Peace please. Jason.