Bedlam Farm Blog Journal by Jon Katz

16 November

Reflections On Worrying. Finding Peace In My Heart

by Jon Katz

Yes, there is tremendous suffering all over the world, but knowing this need not paralyze us. If we practice mindful breathing, mindful walking, mindful sitting, and working in mindfulness, we try out best to help, and we can have peace in our heart. Worrying does not accomplish anything. Even if you worry twenty times more, it will not change the situation of the world. In fact, your anxiety will only make things worse. Even though things are not as we would like, we can still be content, knowing we are trying our best and will continue to do so. If we don’t know how to breathe, smile, and live every moment of life deeply, we will never be able to help anyone.

— Thich Nhat Hanh.

In a time of great worrying, I have found that there is never a better time to find peace in my heart. I won’t spend much of my life worrying; all the worrying around me reminds me of how important it is to be aware of it and work at being content. It is possible, and it is necessary and precious for me. Everyone has to make their own decisions about suffering, worrying, and living in fear. Life is short. I mean to use it well.

16 November

Sarah’s Picks For The Weekend: The Winter Warm Can Dinner Campaign – Canned Potatoes And Canned Ham

by Jon Katz

Over the weekend, Sarah is pushing her cold weather campaign to get ahead of winter and give her pantry customers warm and easy ways to prepare dinners.

This is a tough time for food pantries and those who depend on them. Warm and canned foods are more expensive, donating farms shut down, and government support is being cut.

Sarah, who is always ahead of things, is trying to stockpile as many cold-weather dinner foods as possible before the holidays when donations drop.

The weekend push is for Canned Potatoes And Canned Ham:

One: Hormel Canned Ham, Smoked, 5 Ounce (Pack of 12), $23.87.

Two: Del Monte Fresh Cut Diced Canned Potatoes, Canned Vegetables, 12 Pack, 14.5 oz, $17.88.

 

These canned foods are our weekend requests. Please feel free to browse the Cambridge Food Pantry Amazon Wish List at any time, day or night. You can click any of the links here or gain access by clicking on the green “Cambridge food pantry” button at the bottom of any blog post.

You can make your own donation choices; every item on the list is urgently needed and unavailable.

Have a great weekend and thanks for your support.

 

16 November

Beautiful Morning At Bedlam Farm, Saturday, November 16, 2024

by Jon Katz

We are off to a movie and do some shopping. I have a busy day ahead of me. The morning was beautiful, though it seems we are in a drought. One thing we Americans share is unnerving weather. I won’t be blogging too much today. Someone I love is very sick; I need to see her or talk to her.

 

Feeding time.

Zip doesn’t care for heated cat houses; he sleeps seep inside the warm haystack. Cats are much more intelligent than the humans who make decisions for them.

Lulu gets her alfalfa treat from me every day. I can’t resist that nose.


Fate makes running in circles an art form.

 

Windowsill beauty.

When it gets cold, mice try to sneak into the basement. Zip patrols this spot regularly.

 

15 November

Flower Art, Friday, November 15. End Of A Week, Not Of Color. Things In My Head

by Jon Katz

I said to myself, ‘I have things in my head that are not like what anyone has taught me—shapes and ideas near to me—so natural to my way of being and thinking that it hasn’t occurred to me to put them down.’ I decided to start anew to strip away what I had been taught.”  – Georgia O’Keeffe.

Many experts are out there; only some share my views and ideas on art and writing. Before the rise of social media, I rarely heard from them as I wrote my books in privacy and quiet. I am adapting to the chance. But I also strip away what I have been told and taught by all those “experts.” It’s scary but wise.

You stand or fall on your own ideas, not the ideas of others. Social media has made that much more difficult for people, especially new creatives searching for their voices. O’Keeffe has guided me in ways that surprised me.  I never imagined her as a mentor or guide, living or dead.

O’Keeffe has become a creative role model for me in unexpected ways. I am grateful for her writings. I hope to see you tomorrow.

 

The ever graceful calla plants.

I’m addicted to color.

The heart of a flower.

Green sustenance.

Dreamy black and white.

15 November

Do We Need Our Own Reconciliation Commission? Can We Bear To Apologize To One Another?

by Jon Katz

The Truth And Reconciliation Commission of South Africa spotlighted and changed the world when it brought a bitterly divided culture together.

I wrote about this the other day, but my piece didn’t work, so I’ll try again. I’m not a quitter.

The commission’s establishment was not just a pioneering and transformative international event but also a powerful testament to the leadership role. It offered the promise of a Third Way, a better way than killing.’

It was championed by the iconic figures of Nelson Mandela and Bishop Desmund Tutu, who led the way in moving forward from oppression and despotism to democracy.

At its core, the commission was a powerful testament to the rejection of grievance and anger. It was about moving forward in unity, not dwelling on past grievances.

Could our own Reconciliation Commission be the answer to heal the bitterness and division tearing our democracy apart? Imagine the red and the blue coming together, admitting their shortcomings and misunderstandings, and moving forward in unity rather than anger and conflict.

Our divisions seem to be widening, and Mr. Trump, given a broad mandate to lead, has gone instead for finger-pointing, revenge, and fear. He doesn’t seem inclined to reconciliation.

But the search has to go on.

We need a new and different way to talk to one another; I keep thinking that Reconciliation, a voluntary healing of differences,  might be a way down the road.

It’s time we heed the wisdom of Bishop Tutu: “We learn from history that we don’t learn from history.” Our failure to predict the past and inability to foresee the future indicate our need to reflect on and understand our history.

I wrote that I was considering embracing one element of reconciliation – to stop taking sides and listen instead. This experiment was interesting, as I have many opinions and often take sides. I’ve changed a lot in recent years, but only a little. It might be time to take another leap on behalf of humanity.

I said I didn’t know if I was ready to do that. Can I easily forgive Donald Trump for the fear he has instilled in millions of people?

Can his followers – some are my friends – ever forgive the elitists and political leaders who took their jobs away, drove farmers and their children out of their way of life, and abandoned the people who built and fought for America for corporate money?

Both sides have something to apologize for.

I didn’t have to wait long to express my feelings. Just as I published my piece, President-Elect Trump appointed former congressman Matt Gaetz as the next Attorney General, perhaps the worst and most frightening cabinet appointment in American history. The Attorney General is the guardian and protector of our laws.

Did Reconciliation mean I couldn’t disagree with that or protest something I believe to be truly evil?

I’m not ready to decide. I took down the piece to the alarm and confusion of some of my readers. I hadn’t thought enough about it and was not ready to swear off taking sides. Several men wrote and accused me of being a coward, and other people said they couldn’t seem to drop their repulsion at what the MAGA movement stood for.

I plan to start small—one day at a time—and see what happens. I’ll start by deciding not to take sides today. I’ll see how quickly – or slowly – that I’ll be.

Conciliation is widely misunderstood as surrender; it isn’t simple:

Desmond Tutu: “Forgiving and being reconciled to our enemies or loved ones are not about pretending that things are other than they are. It is not about patting one another on the back and turning a blind eye to the wrong. True reconciliation exposes the awfulness, the abuse, the hurt, the truth. It could even sometimes make things worse. It is a risky undertaking, but in the end, it is worthwhile because, in the end, only an honest confrontation with reality can bring real healing. Superficial reconciliation can bring only superficial healing.

America is very different from South Africa, and very few political leaders in our country are willing to acknowledge this widening gap and reality or admit any mistakes or wrongdoing.  There is no Mandala or Bishop Tutu in sight at the moment.

I returned to reading Desmond Tutu, especially his book “No Future Without Forgiveness.” Desmond reminds me that forgiveness is about healing, not surrender or cowardice. It is much more complicated to say, “I’m sorry. Let’s forgive one another and move on with our lives.”

Tutu was the father of reconciliation then; no one has stepped in to replace him; he died in 2021.

Tutu wrote that the perpetrator must acknowledge the truth and be ready and willing to apologize when a relationship has been damaged, or a potential relationship has been made impossible. This helps the process of forgiveness and reconciliation immensely.

This makes sense to me. I can imagine telling Donald Trump’s supporters that I am sorry for not understanding the pain and anger growing in their communities by wealthier and more content people living in urban and suburban areas who dismissed them as fools and bigots. I wish Democrats could do that.

I can imagine the Trump supporters I know apologizing for their party’s cruelty and rage and their seeming contempt for people who are different. People like me need to re-examine their views on government and politics and at least consider whether some of the mistrust and fury about government is grounded in some way.

I suspect that alone would open pathways of communication that are now slammed closed on both sides.

I’m willing to reconsider my ideas about government, its size and range,  and intrusive and frighteningly expensive practices. Much of the problem, I believe, is that at the highest and lowest levels, we have stopped seeing, knowing, and speaking to one another, except through our news mediums of hatred, hysteria, lies, and conspiracy. We can never come together that way.

Conciliation does not allow one side to be perfect and the other to be flawed.

This is where we are logjammed now. Everyone believes that the other side is wrong.

One side needs to break and start the process of listening. That is where conciliation begins. There is always some truth in the populist revolutions that keep popping up in America. Populists always fail ultimately because they know how to arouse and anger people, but they have no idea or interest in governing.

History may often be wrong, but it frequently repeats itself.

Bishop Tutu dared to take the plunge that American leaders no longer seem willing or able to do – listen to people and apologize when they fail, acknowledge the truth, and be prepared to apologize.

So, I’m re-visiting my interest in stepping back from taking sides and judging the other.

I’ll see how long and deep I can go with the idea of not taking sides.

I’m still not sure I can do it or how it might work, but since we have no brave leaders these days, it’s up to the rest of us to find a way to break through this iron wall of anger and disconnection and start thinking about ways to crawl over it and start listening.

It’s possible in my small rural town; I am sure it’s likely in yours.

I’m doing more research and thinking more about it. I am not afraid to be called a coward, especially by men who are too frightened to think.

I’ll keep at this and share the news.

 

 

 

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