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Tag Archives: Burma
Tainted: Not the Grand Transition We Would Hope
This Sunday is a landmark election in Myanmar: described as the first democratic transition in that nation in over half a century. If it happens as the world hopes. It’s easy to be cynical. There have been elections in Myanmar, … Continue reading
Choosing Open Eyes (sermon)
This sermon was delivered on February 22, 2015 at First Parish Church of Groton, MA. audio version here Somewhere in Asia – Japan or Malaysia or some other country – there is a picture on a Buddhist monk’s smart phone. … Continue reading
Posted in Hope, Justice, Prayers, Sermons, Standing on the Side of Love, Unitarian Universalism
Tagged accountability, anti-racism, apology, arc of universe, awake, Burma, ethnicity, foot in mouth, Joseph Cherry Prayer for Living in Tension, meditation, Myanmar, open eyes, racism, Tagore Rabindrinath, Theodore Parker, Unitarian Universalist, Victoria Safford
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What is the Hokey Pokey All About?
When I was a social worker/home visitor and got paid for playing with toddlers, I worked in a community that was predominantly Spanish-speaking. This means that I learned a couple of songs in Spanish that are typically sung in Puerto … Continue reading
A Nation Being Rebuilt: My Fortnight in Myanmar (poem)
To find the lost, To heal the broken, To feed the hungry, To release the prisoner, To rebuild the nations, To bring peace among brothers, To make music in the heart. (The Work of Christmas, Howard Thurman) The tongue so … Continue reading
Posted in Poems, Travelogue
Tagged anti-colonialism, Burma, Howard Thurman, Myanmar, rebuild nations
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Burma Reds (poem)
Bricks from the 9th century onward, the shape of pagodas and temples throughout the whole of ancient Bagan. Modern bricks, careful rectangular stacks surpassing my own height, on display before every third or eighth roadside establishment. Or in piles, waiting … Continue reading
Climbing Bagan
For three days, we are in the Bagan region, which is like walking amid a ten square mile swath of thousand year old ruins. I should be more accurate. It’s not like that. It is that. We spent the day … Continue reading
Post-Colonial Dinner Theater: An Attempt to Restore Erased Dignity
It was supposed to be a pinnacle evening. I must say, a pinnacle among pinnacles, because this trip has been full of amazing encounters and experiences. Flush with them. It’s been invigorating and exhausting and thrilling and inspiring. Tonight was … Continue reading
Visiting Pann Pyo Let: An Abundance of Abundance
I am beyond exhausted and yet feel the desire and the duty to blog. Our days are overfilled here. There is the theoretical option to opt out of an activity but few of us find that easy. None of us … Continue reading
Posted in Buddhism, Travelogue
Tagged Buddhism, Burma, engaged buddhism, Myanmar, Penn Pyo Let monastery
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New Year, New Hope, and the Hokey Pokey
The last Sunday of the old year I spent at my internship congregation. I led what they endearingly call ‘Sandwich Worship.’ Traditionally, the Sunday after Christmas, worship takes place in the vestry of the building. Formal worship is truncated (and … Continue reading