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Showing posts with label inspirational. Show all posts

1.02.2011

Maya and the Life Minimizers

I just read an interview of Maya Angelou. I don't consume Oprah and it's been awhile since I've thought about or read Maya so I'm feeling particularly blessed to have Oprah's Master Class series come into my path (in a rather haphazardly on-purpose way of the Universe). Maya's life principles exude the line of thinking and way of being that excites and energizes me at this very moment - so I'm gonna study her ways. My husband once said that he enjoys reading biographies of others because some of life's great lessons are found therein. So true. The interview is alive with well places wisdom and there are so many points to expound upon, however this one I have to speak on:

"Maya: That's right—all of my history as an African-American woman, as a Jewish woman, as a Muslim woman. I'm bringing everything I ever knew [and all the stories I've read]—everything good, strong, kind and powerful. I bring it all with me into every situation, and I will not allow my life to be minimized by anybody's racism or sexism or ageism. I will not. So I will take the Scandinavian story of the little princess, I will take the story of Heidi in the Alpine mountains, I will take the story of O-Lan in Pearl S. Buck's book The Good Earth, I will take them all. I take them, and I know them, and I am them. So when I walk into a room, people know that somebody has come in—they just don't know it's 2,000 people!"

I made the shining sentence bold because that's exactly where 'IT' is. Many years have been spent (but not wasted) hibernating inside a shell, focused on minimizations such as racism, insecurities and issues from childhood. Life minimizers is what I'll call them. And neither self-help books nor counseling from those who love me can bring me to the magic of alive-ness until me, myself, and I decide to love living; which I have. My husband was so right when he said (to paraphrase) that the best revenge against those who hurt us is to heal. Of course negatives still exist but we can remove their energy from filling the only moment we ever have – the present.

12.22.2010

The Most Venerated Souls Championed Simplicity

A meditation for today: I am certain that there is nothing new under the sun and what I'm about to say is nothing ingenious or original. However, I've noticed that there is not one great soul I admire who didn't naturally and instinctively cling to simplicity in lifestyle, action and thought; e.g., poverty in possessions (lack of attachment), wealth in spirit.


Haile Sellassie I, Iyesus Christos, Buddha, Amma, Mother Teresa, Leonard Howell, Maria Stewart, Malcolm X, Marcus Garvey, Patrice Lumumba, Henry David Thoreau

(a wholly incomplete list of the many, many greats)

In a world of many illusions and delusions, so many of us feel unworthy to relinquish the 'things' and ideas that burden our hearts and make us so unhappy.

12.13.2010

Biddy Mason - Stregth, Determination


I recently discovered Biddy Mason: a midwife, entrepreneur, landowner and philanthropist on Spring Street in downtown Los Angeles, and a founder of the First African Methodist Episcopal Church, a major black church.

She gives me strength. Her life speaks for itself.


Bridget "Biddy" Mason 
August 15, 1818 - January 15, 1891


Bridget was born a slave, that much is certain. Some sources say she was born on the plantation of Robert Marion Smith and Rebecca Crosby Smith. Another source says she was born on a plantation in Hancock, Georgia, and that around 1836, she and her sister Hannah were purchased by Robert and Rebecca Smith and taken to their plantation in Logtown, Mississippi.

As a slave, Bridget had no formal education. She did learn about midwifery and herbal medicines from the other slave women and healers, and became well-regarded as a midwife.

In 1847, Robert Smith became a Mormon and moved, with his household and slaves (90 people in all), to Utah Territory. On this arduous 2,000-mile trek across the country, Biddy's responsibility was to herd the cattle, prepare meals, act as a midwife, and take care of her own children. (She had three daughters, Ellen, Ann and Harriet, whose father was reputedly Smith.) In 1851, Smith moved everyone again to San Bernardino, California, where Brigham Young was starting another Mormon community.

Biddy learned through friends in the African-American Los Angeles community that California had been admitted to the Union in 1850 as a free state; slavery was prohibited. But such slave owners were rarely challenged, and if they were, they rarely lost the case. In the winter of 1855, Smith decided to move once again, to Texas, a slave state. Their departure was interrupted by the Los Angeles sheriff, who served Smith a writ of habeas corpus on behalf of Biddy.

Biddy's daughter Ellen had been dating a free black man, Charles Owens, the son of an esteemed business owner in Los Angeles' African-American community. Charles and his friend Manuel Pepper, who was dating the daughter of another of Smith's slaves, helped Biddy file her petition with the court for her freedom. Since California law at the time prohibited blacks, mulattos and Native Americans from testifying in court, Biddy could not speak on her own behalf, but the judge did meet with her privately to hear her story. Robert Smith did not appear in court so, on January 19 (another source says January 21), 1856, the judge granted Biddy her freedom, as well as that of her three daughters (some sources say all the other slaves of Robert Smith were freed as well).

Biddy moved to Los Angeles, accepting the invitation to live with the Owens family. (Her daughter Ellen later married Charles.) She quickly became well regarded as a nurse and midwife, assisting in hundreds of births to mothers of all races and social classes. A couple sources say she was immediately offered a job after the trial by Dr. John S. Griffin, a Los Angeles doctor who had become interested in the case. What is certain is she soon became financially independent, saving her money and living frugally. Ten years later, in 1866, she bought a house and sizeable property on Spring Street for $250 -- becoming one of the first black women to own land in Los Angeles. She instructed her children to never abandon it.

In 1884, Biddy sold a parcel of the land for $1500 and built a commercial building with rental spaces on the remaining land. The area ultimately became the central commercial district of Los Angeles. Through continued wise business and real estate decisions, she acquired many parcels of land that, as the town developed, became prime urban lots -- and she accumulated a fortune of almost $300,000. Her grandson, Robert Curry Owens, a real estate developer and politician, was the wealthiest African-American in Los Angeles at one time.

Biddy Mason's House of the Open Hand
Biddy became known as Grandma Mason -- generously donating money to charities (she would occasionally pay the expenses of both Black and white churchs), visiting prison inmates with gifts and aid, and giving food and shelter to the poor of all races. Needy people often lined up in front of 331 South Spring Street. One source says she also ran an orphanage in her house.


In 1872, Biddy and her son-in-law, Charles Owens, founded and financed the Los Angeles branch of the First African Methodist Episcopal Church, the first black church in Los Angeles. It is now known as 8th and Townes, and is presently housed in a modern building at 2270 South Harvard Street.

Biddy died January 15, 1891, at the age of 73, and was buried in an unmarked grave at Evergreen cemetery in the Boyle Heights area of Los Angeles. Nearly a century later, her accomplishments were finally given due respect when a tombstone marked her grave for the first time in a ceremony attended by Mayor Tom Bradley and about 3,000 First A.M.E. Church members, on March 27, 1988. The following year, November 16, 1989, was declared Biddy Mason Day and a memorial of her achievements was erected at the Broadway Spring Center (a parking garage built at the site of her home), between Spring Street and Broadway at Third Street.

Memorial Wall

Source

12.10.2010

Ecological Simplicity


Simplicity means choosing ways of living that touches the Earth more lightly and that reduces our ecological impact on the web of life. This life-path remembers our deep roots with the soil, air, and water. It encourages us to connect with nature, the seasons, and the cosmos. An ecological simplicity feels a deep reverence for the community of life on Earth and accepts that the nonhuman realms of plants and animals have their dignity and rights as well.
~ Duane Elgin
"Voluntary Simplicity"

12.09.2010

Inner Solitude Sets Us Free


"We can cultivate an inner solitude and
silence that sets us free from loneliness and fear.
Loneliness is inner emptiness.
Solitude is inner fulfillment.
Solitude is not first a place but
a state of mind and heart.
There is a solitude of heart
that can be maintained at all times.
Crowds or the lack of them have little to do
with this inward attentiveness.
It is quite possible to be a desert hermit
and never experience solitude.
But if we possess inward solitude
we will not fear being alone,
for we know that we are not alone.
Neither do we fear being with others,
for they do not control us.
In the midst of noise and confusion
we are settled into a deep inner silence."

~ Teresa of Avila

12.08.2010

Uncluttered simplicity


Simplicity means taking charge of lives that are too busy, too stressed, and too fragmented. Simplicity means cutting back on clutter, complications, and trivial distractions, both material and nonmaterial, and focusing on the essentials - whatever those may be for each of our unique lives. As Thoreau said, "Our life is frittered away by detail... Simplify, simplify." Or, as Plato wrote, "In order to seek one's own direction, one must simplify the mechanics of ordinary, everyday life."

~ Duane Elgin 
"Voluntary Simplicity"