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The BeZine, 100,000 Poets (and others) for Change, Facebook Discussion Page

The BeZine, 100,000 Poets (and others) for Change, Facebook Discussion Page

Joy, The BeZine
Joy is the satisfaction of sharing solutions. Join us at Our Zine 100TPC Facebook discussion page. It's unique: 2018 NEWS & GUIDELINES FOR POSTING ON THE DISCUSSION PAGE: We're especially interested in filling a gap by collecting info on practical initiatives - ideas for taking action - from anywhere in the world, "best practices" so to speak that foster peace, sustainability and social justice, especially those that might be picked up and implemented elsewhere. Examples from the past include the churches that open their parking lots at night to the homeless, the barber who uses his days off to give homeless people haircuts or the group that put out clothing for people to take if needed. Other information: FOR WRITE-UPS ON SPIRITUAL PRACTICE for Beguine Again beguineag...
Daily Practice 2017.09.19 – What are you sure of today?

Daily Practice 2017.09.19 – What are you sure of today?

Meditation Today (and until September 30th), I will be sharing from our sibling publication, The BeZine (https://thebezine.com). Our issue this month is a pre-quel to our big event, 100,000 Poets for Change - a worldwide event of local poets and artists coming together to share their creations on peace, sustainability, and social justice. We will be holding a virtual event at The BeZine. You can read more about it here: https://beguineagain.com/100000-poets-for-change/ Today, I'm sharing a poem from my friend, Jamie Dedes. The title is gods of our making. It makes me think that perhaps we give our work to God expecting a magical fix and forget that we are highly capable creatures. The fault, I think, lays at the feet of many theologies that think that God will take care of us no matter...
Daily Practice for October 4, 2016

Daily Practice for October 4, 2016

Word:  Today is that day. Tuesdays are supposed to be my day off. My sleep-in day. My do-nothing-I-don't-want-to-do-day. Well, it didn't begin that way. I was awakened by a panicked son. "I missed my bus to school" (college). That is two weeks in a row that there have been transportation snafus on my day. This is important to me because I drive a zillion miles every week doing stuff. Extra driving is not in my world plan. I punted the situation to his brother. It got punted back to me. I hauled myself out of bed and took him to school. How disappointing. And, looking at my day, I had the every lovely mammogram scheduled for the morning and a need to get some reading done for my doctoral program. So much for any semblance of rest. But as I sat at the mammogram place, I thought, "So w...