Chocolate equals love, right?
Chocolate equals love, right?
Chocolate equals love, right?
Some wonderful thoughs on the process of waiting.
Waiting is not my strong suit. As a matter of fact, I’m awful at it. Yes, I’ve posted about ‘waiting’ before, but, I need to post again. It helps me. 🙂
The most annoying thing about waiting is…well…waiting. Here are some examples:
These are every day waits.
How about deeper ones?
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“Love more often is to be found in kitchens at the dinner hour,
tired out and hungry, lingers over tables in houses where
the walls record movements; while the cook is probably angry,
and the ingredients of the meal are budgeted, while some
where a child cries feed me now and her mother not quite
hysterical says over and over, wait just a bit, just a bit,
love should grow up in the fields like a wild iris
but never does.”
—–Susan Griffin
“Anger shines through me.
Anger shines through me.
I am a burning bush
My rage is a cloud of flame.
My rage is a cloud of flame.
in which I walk
seeking justice
like a precipice.” —Marge Piercy
Learning to love differently is hard,
love with the hands wide open, love
with the doors banging on their hinges,
the cupboard unlocked the wind
roaring and whinpering in the rooms
rustling the sheets and snapping the blinds
that thwack like rubber bands
in an open palm. —-Marge Piercy
“Neighbors, the old woman who knows you
turns over in me
and I wake up
another country. There’s no more
north and south
Asleep, we pass through one another
like blowing snow,
all of us
all. —Native American,Linda Hogan
“So you’re God
Tell me I’m straw, chaff, mist.
Tell me the sea has springs
deep and cold as dreams
that make me wake exhausted.
Enough thunder
What have you done
with my children?” ——Betsy Sholl
Greenhouse at Niagara Falls, Canada; Photo by Barbara Mattio
“God is fed up
All the oceans she gave us
All the fields
All the acres of steep seedful forests
and we did what
Invented the Great Chain of Being and the chain saw
Invented sin.” —-George Ella Lyon
For the victim of battering or Domestic Violence, they exist in a house with someone who hurts them. They are literally “Sleeping With the Enemy.” Abuse is the only crime in America where we ask the victim to lie down in bed next to the person who has just finished knocking their teeth out, punched them in the stomach, burned them with a cigarette, or holding a gun to their head.
Children in violent homes are often beaten or molested by someone they live with. Even for those who haven’t been beaten, They see their parents as role models. Yes, they often try to protect their mothers but the majority of them repeat the beatings they saw over and over as a child . They learned to be an abuser. Girls in violent families whether beaten or not, watch the victim be punched, dragged, choked, slapped burned with a cigarette and many other vile acts. They learn from their family that they are victims. As they grow older, it is not unusual for abusers and victims to find each other. They live together in their set roles.
The scene of Domestic Violence begins like any other relationship. Two people meet and fall in love. They live together or marry and may eventually have a baby. An abuser doesn’t always begin to abuse while they are dating. Sometimes it begins on the honeymoon. That first punch to teach the victim who is in charge. The abuser wants her to know exactly what is expected. Dinner at six, his shirts laundered just so. He expects her to be home all day and he will be calling to check up on her. Sometimes the abuse doesn’t begin until a pregnancy becomes reality. The abuser may say they are pleased and excited, but will then begin to beat the victim up. Frequently, the abuse consists of punching her over and over in the stomach. Many women have lost their babies because of abuse. Sometimes the abuse doesn’t begin until the children are older and the house doesn’t run as smoothly as it used to. The house is full of playing, laughing, screaming or giggling children. They learn soon enough not to bring anyone home to play because an episode of abuse may begin. These are families in name only.
To attempt to prevent episodes of abuse, the victim will try to have everything just the way the abuser wants it. The children are taught to be quiet and just eat dinner and go do homework. They stay in their rooms or go to a friend’s house so that they won’t be battered or have to hear the screams of pain and the abusive slurs that go hand in hand with the physical abuse.
If you are being abused or know someone who is, get out and go to a shelter. Almost all cities have shelters now. Get yourself and the kids out before the abuse escalates and someone is dead. In a shelter, you will find medical help, warm beds, food, counseling, legal advice and assistance. You and your children will be protected and supported as you begin the process of starting a new life without violence.
It is never, never right to abuse a woman or children. It is never right to abuse a man. This is not really love. It is power and control. The abuser thinks he owns you. Leaving the violent home will be the beginning of having the ability to live without the fear of abuse.
Don’t let Republicans take away a woman’s right to be legally protected from violence in her home.

Family violence is not a secret and you can find it everywhere.
I am aware that in some parts of America and in many other countries, Domestic Violence continues. As I mentioned in my last blog on abuse, about 5% of the violence occurs against men. Whether the victim is a man, a woman, or a child violence in the home is a crime. It is not a “a family matter.” It happens in every village, city, state and country. Domestic Violence spans all social-economic levels. Your pastor may be an abuser (male or female), the bartender at the corner pub, scientists, teachers, janitors, students, Senators, CEO’s, real estate agents, IRS agents.The list of possible abusers is unending. Domestic Violence is everywhere in our society.
In the past, it was “the Silent Scream.” Abusers were protected because if the abuse happened in the home, it was no one else’s business. Millions of American women have screamed in terror and horror in their own homes where they were supposed to be safe and secure. Tens of millions of women are not at all safe in their homes or cities. They have no way to protect themselves and since governments in most other countries are made up of men, they have no where to go, no one to advocate for them.
There is a cycle of violence. It was identified 35 years ago. I want to say to anyone who has been abused, no matter what the abuser says to you. YOU DO NOT DESERVE TO BE HIT, SLAPPED, KICKED, PUSHED, SLASHED, BURNED or any other violent act.
There is nothing that someone can do to deserve being abused. The stats on rehab for abusing men are slim. But the women and children will often hear how sorry the abuser is and how it will never happen again. At that precise moment, it is meant, but it never lasts forever. You will be abused again. The abuser is not really aware of what love is despite the fact that they think that they do. The personality of an abuser is obsessed with the victim and what they are really looking for is power and control. This is the reason that the abuser isolates the victim. This is extremely important to the abuser. They do not want family members or friends to be telling the victim to leave and get help. If that happens, the abuser loses control.
In a home plagued by violence, any form of violence, the children hear and see what is happening. This is true whether they are abused or the mother is abused. They see it happening. They hear the screams, blows, crash of household items being crushed. They hear words they haven’t heard before. They hear “whore, slut, bitch, stupid, ugly, lazy, ignorant”. This is their role model. This is what they are told is right because everyone is trying to keep a secret, at least for a while. So they think this is just what a family is and what a family does. They take all of these images and sounds with them to school and any other place they go and they think that hurting someone is normal.
Lovely words on fear
“Mystique” acrylic paint on stretched canvas; Barbara Mattio; 2012
From humble beginnings as a minor Semitic tribe, the Jews have influenced the development of humankind far out of proportion to their numbers.Their faith is a tripod. The tripod is creation, revelation and redemption.There is a strength within Jews that helps them to hold onto their covenant with Adonai. They have survived thousands of years despite losing their homeland, centuries of persecution, and attempted genocide.
Judaism stresses actions over faith. There are 613 mitzvot, good deeds, that Jews are commanded to follow. Unlike religions that see “reality” as an illusion, Judaism sees G-d as demanding justice and righteousness in this world. Because of this, Jews have a long history as social reformers.
“We are her to act. We are life’s way of gettings things done…Better a moment of awakening in this world than eternity in the world to come.” —–Pirke Avot, early rabbinic sayings
Roaming in Thought
“Roaming in thought over the Universe, I saw the little that is Good steadily hastening towards immorality, And the vast all that is call’d Evil I saw hastening to merge itself and become lost and dead.” –Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass
The Snow Light
In the snow light,
In the swan light,
In the white-on-white light
of a winter storm,
my delight and your delight
Kept each other warm.
The next afternoon
and love gone so soon!-
I met myself alone
In a windless calm,
Silenced at the bone
After the white storm.
What more was to come?
Out from the cocoon,
in the silent room,
pouring our white light,
amaryllis bloom
opened in the night.
The cool petals shone
like some winter moon
or shadow of a swan,
echoing the light
after you were gone
Of our white-on-white.”
—May Sarton
One Life
“A woman walking in a walker on the cliffs
recalls great bodily joys, much pain.
Nothing in her is apt to say
my heart aches, though she read those words
in a battered college text, this morning
as the sun rose. It is all too
mixed, the heart too mixed with laughter
raucousing the grief, her life
too mixed, she shakes her heavy
silvered hair at all the fixed
declarations of baggage. I should be dead and I’m alive
don’t ask me how; I don’t eat like I should
and still I like how the drop of vodka
hits the tongue. I was a worker and a mother,
that means a worker and a worker
but for one you don’t pay union dues
or get a pension; for the other
the men ran the union, we ran the home.
It was terrible and good, we had more than half a life,
I had four lives at least, one out of marriage
when I kicked up all the dust I could
before I know what I was doing.
One life with the girls on the line during the war,
yes, painting our legs and jitterbugging together
one life with a husband, not the worst,
one with your children, none of it just what you’d thought.
We took what we could.
But even this is a life, I’m reading a lot of books
I never read, my daughter brought home from school,
plays where you can almost hear them talking,
Romantic poets, Isaac Babel. A lot of lives
worse and better than what I knew. I’m walking again.
My heart doesn’t ache; sometimes though it rages.” —–Adrienne Rich
Gayan
“if you will go forward to find Us, We will come forward to receive you.
Give Us all you have, and We shall give you all We possess.
In man We have designed Our image; in woman We have finished it.
In man We have shown Our nature benign; in woman We have expressed Our art divine.
Make God a reality, and God will make you the truth.
Give all you have, and take all that is given to you.” —excerpted from The Complete Sayings; Hazrat Inayat Khan
Let us all celebrate together.
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