This week is the Week of Prayer for World Peace. Here are some thoughts from John Dear in his book “The Beatitudes of Peace”
Governments, militaries, weapons, and the unjust global social, economic, military system kill tens of thousands of struggling people each day through poverty, corporate greed, guns, warfare, weapons of mass destruction, the unnecessary spread of disease, and systematic environmental destruction. If we sit back and do nothing to save our brothers and sisters from this violence and death, then how can we claim not to be complicit in their murder? The heartbreaking recognition that we are one with every human being pushes us into nonviolent action for justice and disarmament, for an end to the killings and wars, so that all our sisters and brothers might live in justice, dignity, and peace.
It is on evenings like this that I am reminded one of the reasons that I love being in our garden. While picking raspberries I disturbed a dragon fly that was drying and stretching it’s wings, presumably it has recently emerged from one of our ponds or from a neighbour’s pond. After taking a few photos with my phone I nipped inside to call our new lodger out to meet our other new resident, he was impressed!
Walking Charlie in Meanwood Park we came across a series of doors to some of the residents. Here are a few pictures:
Last October I posted a blog about the Leeds Critical Mass cycle rides around the City centre on the last Friday of each month. Well, sadly, I missed a few over the winter months. I did make this month though but it raised a new question:
“What constitutes a critical mass?”
I ask that question because only four of us turned out yesterday – myself and three amazing post-grads studying for their PhDs in various areas of biodigestion. Anyway, we decided to do the circuit as two of them hadn’t been on a Critical Mass cycle before. Our circuit allowed us to have some very interesting discussions and also generated the question above.
I’ve been thinking about it since and realised that only one person is really needed to constitute a critical mass. It’s not really the number but the effect it has – one act of kindness, one voice speaking out or even one vote in an election can make all the difference. So, although it would have been nice to have been a group of 40 or more, 4 of us made a difference, 4 of us kept the wheels of the Leeds Critical Mass Cycle rolling, 4 of us got to know each other better, four of us constituted this month’s critical mass.
So here’s to you guys, it was good to meet you!
This evening I have been out cycling with Leeds Critical Mass. Some people see this as “monthly protest by cyclists reclaiming the streets.” Others insiste that these events should be viewed as “celebrations.” Well I enjoy it so much it must be a celebration even if we reclaim the streets in the process.
I went on a few of the very early Leeds Critical Mass rides but then lost touch. Then, over a year ago, I felt inspired to rejoin them and I’ve only missed a couple in the last year. They happen on the last Friday of the month and we gather at Leeds City Museum in Millennium Square at 6pm, someone brings a trailer with a sound system and we set off for one or two circuits of Leeds City Centre slowing traffic and bringing a lot of joy and fun to pedestrian onlookers. On one of the first ones I went on I remember someone shouting something at us but it wasn’t quite clear whether he told us to “use the cycle paths” or if was calling us “psychopaths”!
Most motorists seem amused, give a toot or smile out of their windows but tonight we had someone who obviously thought they were more important. The car told us this straight away – a big black Range Rover with tinted windows and LED lights. The use of the horn confirmed that the driver was “loud” and used to getting their own way. The lack of indicators, the aggressive driving told us that here was someone who thought they were “it”. They quickly found themselves surrounded by bicycles and delayed even more, their attempt to change lane without signalling in order to get past the car in front and the cycles left them trapped but as we rounded a bend his driving made some of the cyclists rethink and he was let through before he did some physical damage. And then, just around the corner, was a police car with blue lights flashing – a pity they were busy on another task!
Part of me worries for the next cyclist this motorist meets. Part of me wishes I had a camera on my cycle or I had taken his number so that I could shame this motorist on-line. Part of me wonders what this driver was racing to, whether that few lost seconds were so valuable that they were willing to risk people’s safety.
Whatever, the outcome was that tonight’s critical mass did feel more like a a protest to reclaim the streets, and I felt less like celebrating.
Anyway, next month it will be almost, er, advent! How shall we celebrate that on our bicycles?
The poet Matt Harvey has written a brilliant short article in the recent copy of Resurgence. He finishes it by saying:
So my message to you is: don’t worry – or if you must, worry efficiently with the new iWorry app, which itemises your worries and organises them according to their capacity for cortisol leverage. And remember: there’s still no ‘i’ in team, but there’s definitely one in anxiety. And it’s stressed.
A magazine well worth reading!
What a great idea this is, and the fact that it helps both the recipient and the giver! Advent is already several days in but I am going to try and be a Generous Ninja for the rest of Advent, and hopefully, all year round!