Blog Entries tagged 'peace'
Watching the ash.

Just taught in Holland at the University of Utrecht. Scheduled to speak in Sweden next week.
Amazing.
Yes.

From my new friends at the very organic and quite lovely Loup Charmant.
John and Yoko's Peace Tower in Iceland
So happy to see Yoko's Peace Tower in Iceland. Can't wait for Summer 2011 workshop there! Watch the unveiling and send a wish.

IMAGINE PEACE TOWER is an outdoor work of art conceived by Yoko Ono in
memory of John Lennon. It is situated on Viðey Island in Reykjavík, Iceland, and is dedicated to John by Yoko at its unveiling on October 9th 2007, John Lennon’s 67th birthday.

And here is a fascinating article about Yoko's life before John.
Writing in Paradise

Hey people!
The last workshop was AMAZING. Students beautiful, Banyan house beautiful, all of it, just gorgeous. A dream.
New writers, come to Maui!
Five spots left for December 13-20.
Come write your heart out...and then go wade in the ocean blue.
xo
Leaves of Grass

But the expression of a well-made man appears not only in his face;
It is in his limbs and joints also, it is curiously in the joints of his hips and wrists;
It is in his walk, the carriage of his neck, the flex of his waist and knees—dress does not hide him;
The strong, sweet, supple quality he has, strikes through the cotton and flannel;
To see him pass conveys as much as the best poem, perhaps more;
You linger to see his back, and the back of his neck and shoulder-side.
On the arrest of Henry Louis Gates...
Shared these thoughts and a few more with a reporter from CNN a few moments ago:
The arrest of Henry Louis Gates sends a chilling message to the scholars, writers, activists, and artists who work so hard to
keep a free flow of information. It seems eerily ironic Mr. Gates was
returning from China, where surveillance is so high and freedom of
speech and ideas so curtailed. To see the "mugshot" of Skip was a blow
to all of us who feel some sense of safety based on our work to try to
mend all of these broken fences in America--to make ourselves into
people who refuse to be limited by race and class and gender and
everything else. We do this work every day, and it is work, just like
any other. To end up, at the end of the day, treated like a criminal,
unjustly stripped of our accomplishments and contributions even if only
for a moment, is profoundly disturbing. We must ask ourselves what it
means, and to allow ourselves to face various scenarios regarding power
and freedom and how these will intersect in the coming years.
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