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Sheltering Walls

Bare Trees in Fog

". . .Appalling things had happened since Hitler had come into power ten months earlier; but the range of horror was not yet fully unfolded. In the country the prevailing mood was a bewildered acquiescence. Occasionally it rose to fanaticism. Often when nobody was in earshot, it found utterance in pessimism, distrust and foreboding, and sometimes in shame and fear but only in private. The rumours of the concentration camps were still no louder than a murmur; but they hinted at countless unavowable tragedies.”*


The word that jumped off the page for me in this excerpt from a book published in 1977 is “acquiescence: the reluctant acceptance of something without protest…submission, surrender, obedience.”


A stunning resemblance to the German past has arrived on our American doorstep. We are on the threshold. We have not yet crossed over, but we are so close you can hear from a distant room that drumbeat of what is waiting for us over there. We are only months away from facing what many of us, myself included, would never have imagined might mark the turning point from American Democracy to Dictatorship.


This past weekend, a former Congresswoman said the U.S. is "sleepwalking into dictatorship"** This is not a partisan statement. She herself is a lifelong conservative Republican. The true threat that she is calling out cannot be dismissed. The world has seen this happen, has lived through its nightmare, has carried the consequences from one generation to the next. Lives were irrevocably changed forever. FOREVER!


The best outcome for all of us living at this tipping point in U.S. History would be to never accept "bewildered acquiescence;" to never utter real concerns "only in private;" to never allow "rumors" to remain a "murmur" until they become the realities currently promised in 2024: Camps at the U.S. Southern Border; national abortion bans; judicial branch stripped of its power; punishments and pardons meted out by one person as retribution; freedom of the press determined by what is reported; voting delegitimization in crucial states; voting results not accepted as counted; . . . In total, this amounts to tearing up the Constitution of the United States. That is exactly the endgame being promised. But it would only be the beginning. There would never be an ending because dictators never go. NEVER!


It is time to wake up from our sleepwalk before it is too late. Wake up a few friends and neighbors, too. Let’s walk together in solidarity not in sleep. We need one another to stop the ever closer drumbeat signaling Democracy’s Demise***



*A Time of Gifts: On Foot to Constantinople: From the Hook of Holland to the Middle Danube (Journey Across Europe Book 1) by Patrick Leigh Fermor


**Liz Cheney


***A Play by Lance Carden




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Let's face it: Thanksgiving is not going to be the way you remember it used to be, nor will it be the way you imagine it. Thanksgiving will be whatever the day brings: maybe horrendous traffic on the way to somewhere else; maybe a meal at home; maybe hyped up kids; maybe a morning in church; maybe a walk on the beach; maybe peeling pounds of potatoes at the shelter; maybe an afternoon watching movies or football; maybe side-stepping difficult conversations; maybe a quiet walk in the green woods to avoid black Friday; maybe none of the above, or all of the above!!


In my French Canadian heritage, the day is called: L'Action de grace.*The simple translation points us to the reason, the main reason, that many countries including the U.S. observe one day of Thanksgiving out of 365. Simply put, the holiday is meant to be an expression of gratitude. What exactly does this mean? The word gratitude means a feeling of appreciation. A feeling, not an idea or mythology of what the day ought to be. Feeling appreciation while a nice idea, might not be as simple as apple pie.


A feeling of appreciation might require digging deep considering all the world's woes. A feeling of appreciation might require pausing in the middle of the chaos of life. A feeling of appreciation might not rise up given the givens of 2023. A feeling of appreciation might not be the same for you and me, for your mother or father, sister or brother, spouse or friend. Feelings are like that, different everytime for everyone.


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That's why Thanksgiving will never be the same, no matter what you think.


We can never step into the same river twice because it is not the same river and we are not the same person. But, feeling appreciation this year, this day, this time, one more time, can be what we need to make Thanksgiving all that it is meant to be.


*The expression “thanksgiving” comes from the Hebrew word “shelem” which means: peace offering, reward, sacrifice for alliance or friendship, voluntary sacrifice of thanks.



 
 
 


For a few hours today, I searched reputable websites for political propaganda speeches given by a dictator called only by his last name: Hitler. I planned to add a few clips to remind US of the similarities that we have been witnessing as another dictator rises up over our domestic horizon. I learned something in my research: There are very, very few places where it is possible to witness one of the original speeches given by Hitler (with English subtitles). History has few records of those speeches that are actual, filmed as is, and not doctored with music or subtexts.


Raw footage. That is what we need to remind US that it happened. It can happen here in the US in 2024. Let US not pretend.


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The Britannica Encyclopedia offers documentary videos with narration. https://www.britannica.com/biography/Adolf-Hitler/images-videos

 
 
 

© 2023 by Marie Laure

​Six Stages of Pilgrimage:

  • The Call:

  • The opening clarion of any spiritual journey. Often in the form of a feeling or some vague yearning, a fundamental human desire: finding meaning in an overscheduled world somehow requires leaving behind our daily obligations. Sameness is the enemy of spirituality.

  • The Separation:

  • Pilgrimage, by its very nature, undoes certainty. It rejects the safe and familiar. It asserts that one is freer when one frees oneself from daily obligations of family, work, and community, but also the obligations of science, reason, and technology.

  • The Journey:

  • The backbone of a sacred journey is the pain and sacrifice of the journey itself.  This personal sacrifice enhances the experience; it also elevates the sense of community one develops along the way.

  • The Contemplation:

  • Some pilgrimages go the direct route, right to the center of the holy of holies, directly to the heart of the matter. Others take a more indirect route, circling around the outside of the sacred place, transforming the physical journey into a spiritual path of contemplation like walking a labyrinth.

  • The Encounter:

  • After all the toil and trouble, after all the sunburn and swelling and blisters, after all the anticipation and expectation comes the approach, the sighting. The encounter is the climax of the journey, the moment when the traveler attempts to slide through a thin veil where humans live in concert with the Creator.

  • The Completion and Return:

  • At the culmination of the journey, the pilgrim returns home only to discover that meaning they sought lies in the familiar of one's own world. "Seeing the place for the first time . . ."

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