Saturday, May 23, 2020

In Each Other's Shadows



‘In each other’s shadows’: Behind Irish outpouring of relief for Navajo

New York
My husband showed me an article from The Christian Science Monitor, May 13 issue, this week that really touched us. If only we could all be this kind and thoughtful.
Cassandra Begay felt a quiet sense of awe earlier this month when she and other Navajo and Hopi women watched their COVID-19 fundraiser begin to double, inexplicably, in less than a week.
The women’s relief effort, launched in mid-March, had already been quite successful, she says, raising about $1.3 million to provide food and water for the most vulnerable living in their nations’ remote communities – who have been among those most afflicted by the coronavirus pandemic across the United States.
“Then one of my teammates, she’s like, ‘Hey, guys, we’re all of the sudden receiving a flood of donations from Ireland!’” says Ms. Begay, a Navajo activist who’s been handling the team’s communications. “And so we’re, like, ‘What’s going on? Why us? Why is a whole country all of the sudden donating to us?’”
There were thousands of unfamiliar names appearing on the team’s GoFundMe page – the first names Siobhán, Padraig, and Aoife, or surnames O’Leary, McMullen, and Gallagher – each donating small amounts from across the Atlantic. Many posted a common Irish proverb: Ar scáth a chéile a mhaireann na daoine, which means, “In each other’s shadows the people live.” 
The women soon learned why the donations, now at more than $3.6 million, were pouring in: After hearing about their fundraiser, many people in Ireland recalled a moment from their own history more than 170 years ago. Another tribe of America’s first peoples, the Choctaw, raised $170 (about $5,000 in today’s dollars) and sent it to starving Irish families during the Potato Famine in 1847.
“I’m sure Ireland received all sorts of donations from around the world back then, but that’s the one that has stuck with us,” says Maria Ferrell, an Irish writer living in London. “It’s one of those stories that we have about a people who were there for us when we were weak and powerless and alone. They helped us, and now we’re friends forever.”
A different people whose ancestral lands were over 1,200 miles from the Hopi’s and Navajo’s, the Choctaw collected their modest donation just a few years after the infamous Trail of Tears, when the U.S. government forcibly removed them from their ancestral lands across the South, killing thousands.  
“I think the gift touched and stayed with Irish people so much, basically because it wasn’t charity. It was an act of solidarity,” Ms. Ferrell says. “The Choctaw people, they were giving it to us because they saw us, they recognized us and our plight as being similar to theirs.”
COVID-19 crisis has affected Native peoples across the U.S. in disproportionate numbers. The Navajo Nation in Arizona and New Mexico, with a population of about 330,000, now has more coronavirus cases per capita than any state, according to the Navajo health agency
Given how infectious diseases brought over from Europe, such as the measles and smallpox, wiped out large swaths of native populations, many observers say the outsize effects of COVID-19 today on Native peoples are particularly poignant. 
More than a third of their nation’s members have no running water or electricity The area is also considered a food desert, with only 13 grocery stores serving more than 180,000 people. Even before the lockdown, unemployment hovered around 50%.
But one of the most critical problems on Navajo lands has been the lack of health care infrastructure. The situation has become so dire that the international relief agency Doctors Without Borders, which serves poverty stricken and war-torn areas throughout the world, sent a delegation of health care workers to the United States for the first time. 
Ms. Begay’s grandmother is among those living without running water and electricity. Her best friend contracted the virus, too, she says. Unable to see him face to face, she’s been leaving meals and bouquets of flowers near his front door. 
“It’s been heartbreaking, but it’s also been – it feels good to come from a place of strength and compassion and grace for our people,” Ms. Begay says through tears. “And for me personally – I get emotional about this, because I know this is a dark time for us – but, you know, with the outpouring of support from the Irish people because of what the Choctaw ancestors did 173 years ago – it’s so good to be a part of that history, a positive part of that history.”
Her people have a concept similar to that in the Irish proverb appearing on their fundraising site, she says, a spiritual idea called K’é
“It’s about the importance of honoring the sacredness of our relations to each other,” she says. “It’s the principal belief that where we come from – our family, our community, our nation, as well as our relations with other people, and not only just humans, but of all things – it’s a sacred relationship.” 
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“But I know that I won’t have any regrets from this part of my life and in this time of history,” she continues. “With the outpouring of support from our Irish friends because of what the Choctaw ancestors did 173 years ago ... it’s something we’ll always remember, and our children will remember, and there will come a day when we will pay it forward, too.”
What can we do? How can we help?

Friday, April 24, 2020

Be Kind


 











I am heart broken. A plague is running rampant through our world. The economy is becoming more and more unstable. Tornadoes are ripping through the south devastating people’s lives. Earth quakes are threatening people I love. Our government is in a shamble. The hurricane season will be starting shortly. And the food supply is dwindling for various reasons throughout the country. But, “As long as I’m all right, you don’t matter,” seems to be the mantra of our country. We are blaming others for our problems and isolating, hiding from the world, the village, the neighbors. And yet the spirit of the Samaritan lives on: One of the many examples are the families who lost their homes from tornadoes and were taken in by their neighbors in spite of the isolation directive.

When we had the wild fire in Los Alamos in May 2000 which took out a quarter of our town, the residents came together. They helped each other, They worked together. They were a force for the rebuilding of our town, our families, our government, our society, our environment. People came from all over the country to give, to encourage, to help us.
But we in our small neighborhood are shutting people out. Why? Yes, someone peeked through my window -several people-, several times. Yes, people felt free to feed their horses with our apples. (We have lots of apples and are happy to share.) Yes, people let their dogs run free leaving presents for us to find and their horses to express themselves in our drive- to us this is just part of a rural “neighborhood”.

Edwin Markham wrote "
“He drew a circle that shut me out-
Heretic, rebel, a thing to flout.
But love and I had the wit to win:
We drew a circle and took him In!”
Times are coming that we are going to need each other.
In spite of the difficulties we are facing in our country, in our world right now,
Can we take a moment to smile at our neighbors, have a kind world for those who take time and effort to help us, help those in need. I still agree with our governor, “Stay home and wash your hands,”and pray for your neighbors.

Friday, March 27, 2020

Be Brave




I hope you and your family are well. I hope you are safe and warm. I hope you have been able to provide for your needs and wants. I hope you can reach out to your friends and neighbors and offer comfort and help (at a distance).
I remember many years ago, being warned that things would happen in our future, that we needed to prepare ourselves for uncomfortable situations. Did I listen?
Sometimes, when it was convenient, I listened. I prepared when my babies were little and my husband was away during theViet Nam War, and then, when I was left alone to raise them. Well, forty years later I decided it was probably too old to move across the country to store there. Have you ever tried to cook forty year old pinto beans? Now I wish I had updated instead of tossing my stash. But I was secure for forty years.
I didn’t consider myself a hoarder. I was being prudent, a girl scout! I was prepared. In our current situation, with empty shelves, how much dare we stock up on? A day’s worth? A week? How many times do I want to eat oatmeal?  I know that when we come out of this, I will slowly restock my pantry. In the meantime, I will learn to enjoy making bread again, I will, I will.  I still have a jar of peanut butter.
My current mantra is If I can’t find what I want, I will want what I find. It makes the meals interesting, and induces creativity. In some small ways some of us can think of this as an adventure. Do everything you can to stay healthy, find things to make you smile, read a book, write a poem.
 Promise me you’ll always remember that you’re braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think.” Christopher Robin

 “Take chances, make mistakes. That’s how you grow. Pain nourishes your courage. You have to fail in order to practice being brave.” Mary Tyler Moore

Thursday, February 27, 2020

Integrity


I have been really down this month. It should be a happy month, I think of the good things February has brought to our lives. Valentines day, Presidents day, Black History month. Then there is politics. Lots of debates, primary elections, political ads, shootings, and many illegal activities. What has gotten into the people of this country, world? Everywhere there is anger, hurt, disrespect, and feelings of “I want mine. I don’t care about yours.
I think we are losing our feelings of integrity. What is integrity? Here are seven aspects of Integrity.     

1. Honesty 

2. Respect

3. Generating trust  

4. Pride

5. Responsibility 

6. Keeping promises

7. Helping others.

On the Internet today I found this poem by Michael Josephson
WHAT WILL MATTER by Michael Josephson (c) 2003WhatWillMatter.com
Ready or not, some day it will all come to an end. There will be no more sunrises, no minutes, hours, or days. All the things you collected, whether treasured or forgotten, will pass to someone else. Your wealth, fame, and temporal power will shrivel to irrelevance. It will not matter what you owned or what you were owed. Your grudges, resentments, frustrations, and jealousies will finally disappear.  So, too, your hopes, ambitions, plans, and to-do lists will expire. The wins and losses that once seemed so important will fade away. It won’t matter where you came from or what side of the tracks you lived on at the end. It won’t matter whether you were beautiful or brilliant. Even your gender and skin color will be irrelevant.
So, what will matter? How will the value of your days be measured?
What will matter is not what you bought but what you built; not what you got but what you gave. What will matter is not your success but your significance. What will matter is not what you learned but what you taught. What will matter is every act of integrity, compassion, courage, or sacrifice that enriched, empowered, or encouraged others to emulate your example. What will matter is not your competence but your character. What will matter is not how many people you knew but how many will feel a lasting loss when you’re gone. What will matter is not your memories but the memories of those who loved you. What will matter is how long you will be remembered, by whom, and for what. Living a life that matters doesn’t happen by accident. It’s not a matter of circumstance but of choice. Choose to live a life that matters.
How is your Integrity doing? What can we do to improve?

Wednesday, January 29, 2020

Who's Your Hero?


 
Who is your hero? Do you prefer Batman or Spider man? Maybe your favorite would be Abraham Lincoln, or Roosevelt, Einstein ,or Nellie Bly. Many of us, especially children have heroes, people they can look up to and admire. Sports stars and movie  stars get a lot of hero worshipers. Homer’s Odysseus, was a tale of a Greek hero.

In his book  The Hero,November 2019, Lee Child writes,
“Thus by say, the late 1800’s, when the first use of odyssey as a common noun was recorded, meaning a long wandering or voyage marked by many changes of fortune) hero meant in practice, one who suffers, and endures and survives a long and complicated journey through dangers and perils, in order to do good in some vague and unspecified way.
By this definition, I decided that I could consider myself a hero. My travels through life  has been a long and complicated journey through dangers and perils, and I hope that I have done some good on the way.

Who has been your hero? I decided that I think my mother has been my hero. She was raised in the Depression era. She was instilled with many qualities and lessons learned that has been taught to all her children. Who now days saves their money till they can pay cash for a car, or a house. I did. My husband (who was also raised by parents from the Depression era) did.
My mother was a feminist. She was the first woman to graduate from BYU in the school of landsape architecture. They refused to let her apply the school of architecture. She got a job as a landscape architecture in the state of Utah by using just her initials so she would be paid the same wages the men did. (Her boss applauded her.) My mom  worked and encouraged me to learn and grow after being totally paralysed from a stroke at age two. And she had to take care of a month old baby at the same time. She fought locally for the equal rights ammendment. She fought for the women living in my home town even calling Clinton P Anderson, a four term Senator for New Mexico, to side with the housewives against local government and big business. She went to battle again against the US government when my husband died because of the Viet Nam war. Survivor rights were denied to me and my children till she called Manuel Lujan Sr. one of the New Mexico representatives to Congress at the time. She always taught us that if it was important enough to you, go to the highest authority you can.
She taught her children to work hard,follow our dreams, serve others,be honest, and leave the world a better place than you found it. Of course she always said things like “don’t wear pants down town, and don’t cut corners on the grass, it hurts the sidewalks feelings.”

Tuesday, January 7, 2020

The Pages of my Life


The Pages of My Life

Flower Song Dance of Joy

Wherever she goes there are flowers --
Music, off rhythm, off key, but her own,
Dancing moodily through anger
Towards joy
These are the pages of her life.
Tidbits of Faith

  



Saturday, December 14, 2019

Merry Christmas


 









Last week my face Book page said that they had collected my Christmas pictures since I had become a member over ten years ago. However, as I looked at their collection, I became confused. They just didn’t look like pictures that I would take for Christmas. One picture was of my daughter making a fleece blanket. Another picture was of my nieces wedding at the St. George Temple. One was of a quilt I had made for one of my daughter’s bridesmaids. A picture followed of the flowers at the Denver temple. Next came a photo of my niece holding her brother’s new baby at my mother’s funeral. The last was a picture of my Dad and a dozen of his great grand- children in the summer time. What did these pictures have to do with Christmas? I wondered.
In my reading of the October General Conference talks of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, shortly after, I read, Covenant Women in Partnership with God
By President Henry B. Eyring
“Becoming a covenant woman in partnership with God is how great and good daughters of God have always mothered, led, and ministered. Your call began when you were placed into mortality, in a place and time chosen for you by a God who knows you perfectly and loves you as His daughter. When you came out of the waters of baptism, you had accepted another call to serve. As a new covenant daughter of God, you made a promise and received an assignment in The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, of which you were then confirmed a member. You covenanted with God to take upon yourself the name of Jesus Christ, to keep His commandments, and to serve Him.
For each one who makes these covenants, the service that the Lord calls him or her to do will be suited perfectly to that person. The covenant daughters and sons of God, however, all share one important and joyful call. It is to serve others for Him. “To help another human being reach one’s celestial potential is part of the divine mission of woman. As mother, teacher, or nurturing Saint, she molds living clay to the shape of her hopes. In partnership with God, her divine mission is to help spirits live and souls be lifted. This is the measure of her creation. It is ennobling, edifying, and exalting.” You cannot know when, or for what length of time, your personal mission will be focused on service in calls such as mother, leader, or ministering sister. The Lord, out of love, does not leave us the choice of the timing, duration, or sequence of our assignments. Yet you know from scripture and living prophets that all of these assignments will come, either in this life or in the next, to every daughter of God. And all of them are preparation for eternal life in loving families— “the greatest of all the gifts of God.”  
You remember President Nelson’s perfect description of a woman’s divine mission—including her mission of mothering: “As mother, teacher, or nurturing Saint, she molds living clay to the shape of her hopes. In partnership with God, her divine mission is to help spirits live and souls be lifted. This is the measure of her creation.” Becoming a covenant woman in partnership with God is how great and good daughters of God have always mothered, led, and ministered, serving in whatever way and place He has prepared for them.” And then the light! I understood! Mathew 25:40
Verily I say unto you, Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me.”
These have all been pictures of times when we have been of service to others, to show our love. Our gifts of love to Christ. Christmas pictures.