I broke the rule today that says post one photo.
As I searched through photos, I found two that spoke to me.
I could not choose, so I add both,
I am grateful for messengers of:
hope
justice
freedom
equality
equity
Photos: Harriet Tubman in Harlem, New York; John Lewis film viewed in Morningside Gardens, New York
Filed under Advent, Antiracism, Human Rights, New York, Photo
It is Human Rights Day. The world would take steps toward the time when all people could flourish, if we all respected and protected each other’s human rights.
“Where, after all, do universal human rights begin? In small places, close to home – so close and so small that they cannot be seen on any maps of the world. Yet they are the world of the individual person; the neighborhood he lives in; the school or college he attends; the factory, farm, or office where he works. Such are the places where every[person seeks] equal justice, equal opportunity, equal dignity without discrimination. Unless these rights have meaning there, they have little meaning anywhere. Without concerned citizen action to uphold them close to home, we shall look in vain for progress in the larger world.”
– Eleanor Roosevelt, 1958
Perhaps we can start, in those small places where we find ourselves, to honor the human rights of all we meet that we all might flourish,
Photo: 20 December 2018, New York, NY; display created by Tricia.
Filed under Advent, Antiracism, Family, Human Rights, New York, Photo, United Nations
Controlled.
Contained.
Reflected.
Fire.
Photo: c. 2015, New York, NY
I once believed that breathing was automatic. It is something we did without thinking about it.
Then came workouts with NK Bordy Philosophy. Nicole spent most of our time telling me to breathe, training me to breathe in ways that would effectively support the movements I was doing.
It seems unlikely that I was thinking about breathing in this childhood photo.
It also seems likely that some serious breathing was taking place to support this level of noise.
Photo: circa 1954/5, Grove City, PA
The dictionary says of “winnow” =
(of the wind) blow.
“the autumn wind winnowing its way through the grass”
It’s not grass. And I don’t know the season. But it seems to me the wind has winnowed this tree a lot over a lot of time.
Photo: 25 August 2012, Allenspark, CO
Filed under Advent, Photo, Presbyterian Church (U.S.A.)
One of my first meetings with my first granddaughter.
She welcomes me to her world.
Photo: 1 January 2022, North East, MD
Rain gives life.
Rain sustains life.
If it rains too hard or too long, rain can threaten life.
Always good to remember those possibilities.
Not sure when or where I took this photo. I found it in my files.
A Palestinian flag flies in a camp at Standing Rock.
A witness to solidarity.
A reminder that all struggles for justice are intertwined.
A symbol of unity.
Photo: 14 November 2016, Standing Rock, North Dakota
Filed under Antiracism, Current Events, Photo, Presbyterian Church (U.S.A.)
The Rev. Essie Koenig-Reinke celebrates communion at the service where she was ordained as a minister of the Word and Sacrament in the Presbyterian Church (U.S.A.). She was ordained by the Presbytery of Baltimore at Dickey Memorial Presbyterian Church (DMPC).
If ever anyone was ready for ordained ministry (and most folks who reach that point are), Essie was. Her ministry at DMPC and beyond os a blessing.
Photo: 14 November 2021, Dickey Memorial Presbyterian Church, Baltimore, Maryland
Filed under Family, Photo, Presbyterian Church (U.S.A.)
A lot of my “making” lately has revolved around food. I cook more than I ever imagined I would. The colors and textures of this breakfast are intriguing.
Writing of prayers is a form of making, I suppose. As is writing at work.
God makes all things. And God makes all things new. And when we make, we live into being created in the image of God.
Photo: 12 December 2019; New York, New York
Along the Graybeard Trail 