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05.03.03, 15:33
Mr. Bush: I'm Coming for You with Love
by Robert Rabbin
Dear Mr. Bush,
Today is February 17, 2003. Yesterday I attended the
peace rally at the Civic
Center in San Francisco, along with about 250,000
other people, as diverse a
group of human beings as could be found anywhere in
the world. I wish you
could have been there.
You were, as you might suspect, a central topic of
conversation. Your
picture was on wide display, though not always in the
most flattering of
ways. Had you been there, you would have heard many
people denounce you for
your foreign policy (and for your domestic policies as
well). I do not
denounce you.
You would have heard many people express their anger
and outrage towards you
and your administration. I am not angry nor outraged.
You would have heard people criticize and condemn you
for your implacable
stand for war with Iraq. I do not criticize or
condemn you.
Had you been there, you might have felt that many
people even hated you. But
I do not hate you - even though you stand alone -
belligerent and defiant -
against the United Nations, against the will and good
judgment of the people
of the United States, against the will and good
judgment of the people of all
other nations in the world, against prudence, against
reason, against every
sacred impulse to preserve life, against the united
voices of religious
leaders who are the emissaries of wisdom . . . even
though you stand alone
against all of this I do not hate you.
I love you and I thank you, for you have shown me who
is truly responsible
and culpable for the current state of affairs. It is
not you, nor your
administration. Though it would be easy to make a case
against you for
bullying the world toward World War III, for
threatening all prospects of a
peaceful and prosperous future for not just our nation
but for all nations, I
will not do so.
You are not to blame. I am. Not you. Me. This is
what you have shown me,
and for this I love you and thank you. You have
awakened me to my own
responsibility for these gathering storm clouds of
misery and calamity.
Here is what you have taught me: When I should have
been awake, I was
asleep. When I should have been involved, I was
apathetic. When I should
have been paying attention, I was distracted. When I
should have been
concerned, I was disinterested. When I should have
spoken up, I was silent.
When I should have been active, I was passive. When I
should have stood
tall, I crouched meekly. This is what you have taught
me.
You have also reminded me of the core teaching of all
spiritual traditions
and paths: We are all One being, connected and
interdependent, sharing the
same soul of light and love. From this view, the
truth of which is confirmed
by my personal experience, you are my own self. How
can I blame you? When I
look at you, I see myself.
It is not a self I want to see, but there it is. When
I see myself in you, I
become ashamed, even fearful, for I see how easily I
could forget everything
I have learned in 30 years of spiritual study and
practice. You remind me of
who I was, one who had lost his living connection to
love. And I am reminded
of how without love there is no empathy; and without
empathy, there is no
feeling; and without feeling, one could plan to send
800 cruise missiles into
the cribs and carriages of young children whose names
and faces do not exist
except as pinpoints on a map, how one could want to
launch a horror the likes
of which have never been seen on this Earth, how one
could simply push away
all good and wise counsel with the brutal hand of
military might married to
arrogance and ignorance, how one could justify
unleashing a firestorm of
death on a country, half of whose population is under
15 years of age.
Though your motives are clear and indisputable -
revenge, imperialism, and
profit - these are not the true cause. The true cause
is that I have
forgotten to live what I know; I have forgotten to
love the world in real and
telling ways. And now I live as you. And though I
speak to you, I am
speaking to myself.
You have helped me remember that I am to live what I
know, that I am to love
the world in real and telling ways. You have helped
me awaken from my apathy
with a ferocious passion for life. You have touched
something deep within
me, you have aroused something that is almost fearsome
to behold--it is the
power of love, too long forgotten and betrayed. But
not now, and I pray not
ever again, will I forget or betray love.
And with this awakened and aroused passionate power of
love I intend to stop
you. So, I want you to know that I am coming for you,
now that you have
shown me that you are a part of my own self still
steeped in forgetfulness
and ignorance. I am coming for you, but not with
anger or hate or blame. I
am coming for you with love. I am going to bring you
back into my greater
Self, the one that could never, ever - not in a
billion years - think up the
things you have thought up. I am coming for you.
One more thing. Do not underestimate the power of
love. Do not add this
mistake to the long and growing list of mistakes you
have already made. Do
not think love is weak, or passive, or fearful. Love
created the universe.
Love is a power louder than missiles, more powerful
than fear, more
conquering than hate. Love cannot be stopped, but you
can be. And you will
be, because I am coming to stop you with love.
groups.yahoo.com/group/cea-usa/message/6136
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be smart one - sign the petition (will be sent Thursday):
"THE U.N. SECURITY COUNCIL SHOULD BACK TOUGH INSPECTIONS, NOT WAR."
www.moveon.org/emergency/