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The Great Peace March

source Facebook/PeaceFlash

source Facebook/PeaceFlash

Having been inspired by this song since the early nineties, I wanted to share it. However, after not being able to find it anywhere on YouTube, I decided to join, create my channel, and learn how to make a lyrics video.

While I am indeed a YouTube neophyte, I’m pleased with the result of this, my very first lyrics video! Of course if an Ad pops up you’ll need to click the ‘x’ to close it so you can read the lyrics.

It is my sincere wish that you will enjoy this inspiring song for world peace, written and performed by singer, songwriter, and activist Holly Near.
We will have peace!

You may also enjoy my post from last year with another incredible song for world peace. I discovered Ella’s Song through Holly Near’s cover of it on her 1990 album Singer In The Storm. In this post you can enjoy a YouTube recording being performed by the exceptionally talented group, Sweet Honey In The Rock:

On Purpose

The great and glorious masterpiece of humanity

is to know how to live with a purpose. ~Montaigne

Art by Sarah Jane Studios

Art by Sarah Jane Studios


With a purpose, everything in life seems to fall into place. To be “on purpose” means you’re doing what you love to do, doing what you’re good at and accomplishing what’s important to you.

When you truly are on purpose, the people, resources, and opportunities you need naturally gravitate toward you.

The world benefits, too, because when you act in alignment with your true life purpose, all of your actions automatically serve others.

~ Jack Canfield, The Success Principles


You have to participate relentlessly in the manifestation of your own blessings. ~ Elizabeth Gilbert

Willpower with a Poem

determined soul Ella Wheeler Wilcox

source: Facebook/Symphony of Love

Will, by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

(first published 1897)

There is no chance, no destiny, no fate,

Can circumvent or hinder or control

The firm resolve of a determined soul. 

Gifts count for nothing; will alone is great;

All things give way before it, soon or late. 

What obstacle can stay the mighty force 

Of the sea-seeking river in its course, 

Or cause the ascending orb of day to wait? 

Each well-born soul must win what it deserves. 

Let the fool prate of luck. The fortunate 

Is he whose earnest purpose never swerves, 

Whose slightest action or inaction serves 

The one great aim. Why, even Death stands still, 

And waits an hour sometimes for such a will.

Poetical works of Ella Wheeler Wilcox. by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Edinburgh : W. P. Nimmo, Hay, & Mitchell, Second Edition 1917.
Source: Ella Wheeler Wilcox Society

This poetess has been a hero of mine since I discovered her writings when I was fifteen years old. I cherished my copy of her poems, and ‘Winds of Fate’ was one of the first I ever memorized. This poem ‘Will’ also resonates deeply and when I came upon this astounding photograph with an excerpt from her poem, the timing felt perfect. I’ll soon share more works of the talented Mrs. Wilcox from my almost 100-year-old poetry book “Poems of Pleasure” (one of my most cherished antique books). May these timeless words stir awake that inner hero ‘Willpower’. Let us claim our own determined resolve and know that we have the ability to make our dreams into reality.
Copyright © 2014 Gina ~ Professions for PEACE

Loving the Work

Taking action is how we increase our connectedness to Spirit. If we’re heeding our true calling, we must be willing to act on that mission. ~ Dr. Wayne Dyer

Loving Action

Proverbs 14:23 NIV ~ All hard work brings a profit,

but mere talk leads only to poverty.

Sources of images:
Make ideas happen
Get on knees then get to work
When action meets compassion

Passionate Calling

True imagination is not fanciful daydreaming; it is fire from heaven.

~ Ernest Holmes

passionate calling 
“You simply cannot give to the world all that you have to give if you do not remain true to your own ‘selfish’ desires. You have a unique set of precious values that can only be fulfilled by pursuing what drives you the most: your passions and dreams.
Could Thomas Edison have tended to the downtrodden as Mother Teresa did?
Could Albert Einstein have preached salvation as Martin Luther King Jr. did?
Could Abraham Lincoln have built cars like Henry Ford? Always, the masses benefit from the individuals who insist on marching to the beat of their own drummer.” ~ Mike Dooley

A Wider Vision

“The greatest thing a human being ever does in this world is to see something… To see clearly is poetry, prophecy and religion, all in one.” ~ John Ruskin

Higher VisionToday really look around at your world: your family, your home, your pets,
your co-workers, and the strangers on the street. Smile at everyone you meet because you can see them. Never forget that the gift of vision was so important that when God created the world, the first command was for Light in order to see, and after the Great Creator was finished with each day’s task, He glanced back on his handiwork and “saw that is was good.” We need to see how good it is, too. ~ Sarah Ban Breathnach

What Do You See

Faith sees the invisible, believes the impossible, and receives the impossible.

~ Corrie ten Boom

“We can transform our lives by changing the way we think about possibilities. We are prone to picture our future as an extension of our past. But we have no guarantee at all that our future will be anything like our past. The nature of a conscious shift is the release of an old belief system, replacing it with a new and grander one.” ~ Alan Cohen

Today’s Affirmation: I open my mind to the new and the better. I bring my vision to life with faith and action. I live in a universe far grander than I can imagine. Thank you God for this day!

A Fresh Start

Live today Dalai LamaAnd now let us welcome the New Year
Full of things that have never been.
~ Rainer Maria Rilke

January, the month of new beginnings and cherished memories, beckons.

Come, let winter weave her wondrous spell: cold, crisp, woolen-muffler days, long dark evenings of savory suppers, lively conversations, or solitary joys.

Outside the temperature drops as the snow falls softly. All of nature is at peace. We should be, too.

Draw hearthside. This is the month to dream, to look forward to the year ahead and the journey within. ~ Sarah Ban Breathnach

begin today Sarah Ban Breathnach

Take a leap of faith and begin this wondrous new year by believing. Believe in yourself. And believe that there is a loving Source – a Source of Dreams – just waiting to be asked to help you make your dreams come true. ~ Sarah Ban Breathnach

be kind to yourself BLUE 400As you enter this new year, nothing in the past has any power to affect what you do now. You are an entirely new person, different from the person you were. This year has never been lived before, and you have never had the consciousness you now have. You are setting sail on a great adventure determined only by how grand you are willing to think. This year, think big thoughts to create miraculous results. ~ Alan Cohen

You have known us, Divine One, since before the foundation of the world.
You are closer than hands and feet.
Truly, as it is said, in You we live and move and have our being. Yet so often we feel alone, like strangers in a strange land. Although the mind may forget its divine birth, the heart yearns ceaselessly to remember. ~ Joan Borysenko

Let us close our eyes and take a deep breath. Become aware of the deep stillness within. Let us affirm: My Divine Beloved and I are One.

[My warmest gratitude to the creators of these images randomly sourced off the Web]

A Warrior For Peace

martin-luther-king-jr i have a dreamWhile Martin Luther King, Jr. Day is celebrated on the third Monday of every January, which is next week, I want to acknowledge and celebrate this incredible ‘peace warrior’ on the day of his birth.

It was 84 years ago today in Atlanta, Georgia that his mother, Alberta Christine Williams King, gave birth to her second, a boy. He was welcomed into the world by her, his father Reverend Martin Luther King, Sr., and 17-month old sister Willie Christine King, and when he was 18-months old he became a
big brother to Alfred Daniel Williams King.  
The King’s middle child grew into a man who generated change and improved the world.

Here is a wonderful description of Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. from GoodReads:

Martin Luther King, Jr. was one of the pivotal leaders of the American civil rights movement. King was a Baptist minister, one of the few leadership roles available to black men at the time. He became a civil rights activist early in his career. He led the Montgomery Bus Boycott (1955–1956) and helped found the Southern Christian Leadership Conference (1957), serving as its first president. His efforts led to the 1963 March on Washington, where King delivered his “I Have a Dream” speech. Here he raised public consciousness of the civil rights movement and established himself as one of the greatest orators in U.S. history. In 1964, King became the youngest person to receive the Nobel Peace Prize for his efforts to end segregation and racial discrimination through civil disobedience and other non-violent means.

King was assassinated on April 4, 1968. He was posthumously awarded the Presidential Medal of Freedom by President Jimmy Carter in 1977. Martin Luther King, Jr. Day was established as a national holiday in the United States in 1986. In 2004, King was posthumously awarded a Congressional Gold Medal.

Source: GoodReads


While he was an American, his work went beyond borders and boundaries. He is a beloved icon the world over. This is from Wikipedia:

One place outside the United States where Martin Luther King, Jr. Day is observed with equal importance is in the Japanese city of Hiroshima under mayor Tadatoshi Akiba, who holds a special banquet at the mayor’s office as an act of unifying his city’s call for peace with King’s message of human rights.

The City of Toronto, Canada, is another city that has officially recognized Martin Luther King Jr. Day, although it is not a paid holiday, and government services and businesses remain open.

In 1984, during a visit by the U.S. Sixth Fleet, Navy chaplain Rabbi Arnold Resnicoff conducted the first Israeli Presidential ceremony in commemoration of Martin Luther King, Jr. Day, held in the President’s Residence, Jerusalem. Mrs. Aura Herzog, wife of Israel’s then-President Chaim Herzog, noted that she was especially proud to host this special event, because Israel had a national forest in honor of Dr. King, and that Israel and Dr. King shared the idea of “dreams”. Resnicoff continued this theme in his remarks during the ceremony, quoting the verse from Genesis, spoken by the brothers of Joseph when they saw their brother approach, “Behold the dreamer comes; let us slay him and throw him into the pit, and see what becomes of his dreams.” Resnicoff noted that, from time immemorial, there have been those who thought they could kill the dream by slaying the dreamer, but – as the example of Dr. King’s life shows – such people are always wrong.

Source: Wikipedia


martin-luther-king-jr stick with loveThis excerpt from the 1967 Massey Lectures suggests that the admiration Canadians had for him (and forever will) was mutual:

“It is a deep personal privilege to address a nationwide Canadian audience. Over and above any kinship of U.S. citizens and Canadians as North Americans, there is a singular historical relationship between American Negroes and Canadians.

Canada is not merely a neighbour to Negroes. Deep in our history of struggle for freedom Canada was the North Star. The Negro slave, denied education, de-humanized, imprisoned on cruel plantations, knew that far to the north a land existed where a fugitive slave, if he survived the horrors of the journey, could find freedom. The legendary underground railroad started in the south and ended in Canada.

The freedom road links us together. Our spirituals, now so widely admired around the world, were often codes. We sang of ‘heaven’ that awaited us, and the slave masters listened in innocence, not realizing that we were not speaking of the hereafter. Heaven was the word for Canada and the Negro sang of the hope that his escape on the underground railroad would carry him there.

One of our spirituals, ‘Follow the Drinking Gourd’, in its disguised lyrics contained directions for escape. The gourd was the big dipper, and the North Star to which its handle pointed gave the celestial map that directed the flight to the Canadian border.”

~ Martin Luther King Jr.

Source: McGill


If you have not already visited the official website of the foundation continuing his legacy and his work, I encourage you to do so. The website for the King Center is well organized with so much to read and learn about. Enjoy!

Official Website: http://www.thekingcenter.org/

Established in 1968 by Coretta Scott King, The King Center is the official, living memorial dedicated to advancing the legacy of Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.  Our programs and partnerships educate the world about his life and his philosophy of nonviolence, inspiring new generations to further his work.

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A Brand New Year!

Happy New Year 2013

I like the dreams of the futureMay 2013 be a wondrous year of moving towards real and lasting peace on earth. May we all enjoy meaningful work. May we all be housed, and fed, and loved.

May we all do our part with every person, event and situation before us to BE the change we want to see in the world, as we shine our inner light outwards and bring calmness and lovingkindness.

May we all step boldly in the direction of our dreams and live the life we have imagined. This is our year to live it!

if one advances confidently

every tomorrow has two handles“Faith is like radar that sees through the fog; the reality of things at a distance that the human eye cannot see.” ~ Corrie Ten Boom

“Faith is not belief without proof, but trust without reservation.” ~ Elton Trueblood

“Faith goes up the stairs that love has built and looks out the window which hope has opened.” ~ Charles Spurgeon

I Dreamt About Doves

I dreamt about doves today

Swirling, nearly blown away

By winds that threaten peaceful ways

doveWinds that blow, but not always


In my dream I saw them strive

To dip, and swoop, and stay alive

I saw that though they might look frail

These small white birds could stand the gale


With strong hearts they rode the storm

They used the air to transform

This ever rising threat to peace

To help us humans to release


doveIn my dream I saw them land

At last they settled on the sand

With boughs of olive in their beaks

They sought out humans whom peace seeks


These beacons had ridden out the gales

Made it through for hope prevails

Brought to us the proof of peace

That warring factions may release

Their hold on hatred, false beliefs

doveAnd gazed at me, a snow-white dove

A beacon, messenger, bringing love

I woke amidst a fluttered sound

I felt I floated off the ground

I pondered how peace does exist

I knew it wasn’t just a wish

I felt deep love for humankind

I know peace now is rightly timed.


Copyright © 2012 Professions For PEACE 

My GREEN blog is launched on World Environment Day!

I am delighted to share with you all, my dear readers, that today is the perfect day for me to release from the development stage and out onto the worldwide web my new blog. Particularly because today marks the 40th anniversary of the World Environment Day led by the United Nations. I welcome you to visit People Excited About Co~Existence to read more.

A blog about helping us all to live more green and make informed choices ~ http://peopleexcitedaboutcoexistence.com

I will share in all honesty that my perfectionist tendencies have been delaying my release of this new project of mine. It really is a dream I’ve had for decades, finally being realized and released. It feels HUGE to me. I really want to offer something helpful, a resource filled with links and information for people to access and browse around easily. I know that blogging is indeed quite a bit like gardening, in that it’s never really finished, but I have taken a deep breath and let go of my attachment to the outcome, and have made my new blog public. As I mentioned in my earlier post about awards and all the lessons they offer me, I can know that “I Did My Best” and that is good enough!


I remember when insomnia used to feel odd. Awake when no one else was. Profound silence. Enveloping darkness. My hushed door-closing and tip-toeing attempts at silence for others still sleeping. Now, I am used to it. It has become a common occurrence. My eyes open… look at the clock… read 4:00am. Yet again. Pull housecoat on. Silently slip out for a glass of water. The overweight cat suddenly shadows my heels, hoping our shared nocturnal behaviour will result in a treat (sorry little one, breakfast is still at 6am). Within this silent solitude occasionally I meditate, often I write, sometimes I read. Mostly I wonder why I cannot sleep through the night.

Many people have difficulty sleeping through the night, not just parents who live with newborns interrupting their sleep. What’s especially interesting is that insomnia often occurs at 4am. Google “waking at 4am” to see how widespread this anomaly is. There is the website 4amProject with the aim to gather a collection of photographs from around the world taken at (what they call) the magical time of 4am. They have accumulated over 6000 photos.

Renowned inspirational writer and speaker Dr. Wayne Dyer has firm advice for those who wake at 4:00am: Don’t Go Back To Bed. He urges us night-time wakers to take this time to listen to the still small voice within. He calls us to meditate, to pray. To listen to God. “Be still, and know that I am God” Psalm 46:10. Perhaps there is a reason we are called from those downy dreams: it’s a time intended for prayer. It’s a time of the day so quiet you can hear what God is telling you.

It has been suggested that insomnia is linked with creativity. Here is an intro from Amazon.com about an amazing compilation of poetry written by creative insomniacs throughout time and from all over the globe: “Acquainted with the Night: Insomnia Poems brings together Emily Dickinson, Elizabeth Bishop, Rimbaud, Sappho, Shakespeare and Shelley – great poets on a theme with which each one has been acutely familiar. Lisa Russ Spaar has also unearthed ruminations on the sleepless nights of poets the world over: in a fascinatingly diverse anthology, she has harvested verse from Russian, Chinese, Japanese, Inuit, Vietnamese, Tamil, Yiddish, and Romanian poets, who together present an illuminating display of insomnia’s extraordinary and enduring legacy in widely different cultures through the centuries. As these exquisite poems chart a course from solitude, through anxiety, to epiphany, the reader truly learns what it means to be acquainted with the night.”  ~If interested in more information, view it here on Amazon.com (Acquainted with the Night: Insomnia Poems; compiled by Lisa Russ Spaar, Editor)

I wanted to share, here for you, the namesake for the book’s title by a most favourite poet:

Acquainted with the Night ~ by Robert Frost

I have been one acquainted with the night.

I have walked out in rain – and back in rain.

I have outwalked the furthest city light.

I have looked down the saddest city lane.

I have passed by the watchman on his beat

And dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain.

I have stood still and stopped the sound of feet

When far away an interrupted cry

Came over houses from another street,

But not to call me back or say good-bye;

And further still at an unearthly height,

A luminary clock against the sky

Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right.

I have been one acquainted with the night.

Today I have exercised but not too close to bedtime. I have had a nice bath but not too hot. I have calmed my mind of worries by fully releasing it over to a Higher Power. My caffeine consumption has been replaced by green tea in the morning therefore coffee no longer interferes with acquiring my REM-time. I have done what I can to help foster the setting for a solid sleep through the night. Only insomniacs (and parents of young ones) know the powerful longing for 6-solid-hours. Let that be tonight. May I have listened well and heard what I need to hear, that I may sleep through to morning. I wish that for you as well. Good night.

Animals, Trust and Respect

“There’s something about the outside of a horse that is good for the inside of a man.” Winston Churchill

I woke just now from a fitful sleep like so often lately, but this time it was a nice dream. I was riding a massive brown horse, walking slowly as I patted his neck and watched the ears. Taking my time to know this gentle giant, and he was granting me respect.

In my dream, riding this horse, all my worries vanished. My senses were filled with the steady squeak of saddle leathers, rhythm of hoof-beats, flicker of ears, wave of mane and smell of horse. I love the smell of horses, and I woke up from this short but vivid dream with that light aroma still in my senses. I felt happy. How incredibly therapeutic, even if only enjoyed while sleeping.

I have been lucky throughout my life to be gifted with animals, something that comes easily due to my inherent respect for them. It’s as if animals notice this about me and are relieved to interact with a human who values their intelligence.

One of the many aspects of horse-care I’ve always adored is grooming. I believe in its value as a training aid, even if only for building trust. I find that horses enjoy human hands along their necks, chests and saddle-areas as much as we enjoy offering the attention. I choose to stroke with my hands and use brushes that are comfortable to horses. No unforgiving metal brushes for me. Regular grooming teaches horses to be at ease with hands all over them. Building a memory of safety allows a horse to remain calm around those frequently alarming things like flapping bags, bicycles, honking horns and banging sounds. A quality riding horse is one that feels secure and trustful. It trusts its environment and its humans. These invaluable horses are unflappable and unafraid of surprises.

I interact with all animals this way, and my cat of a dozen years is calm, friendly and playful. One summer day a few years ago I was chatting casually with my neighbours over the fence as I hose-watered my garden. Suddenly the wife voiced how she was astounded that my cat was just laying in the sun as I watered around it. Myself, I was not surprised. My cat has no fear since she has never been abused. I wouldn’t dream of sprinkling water on my cat.

When a person decides to use force or cruel behaviour with an animal, they lose its trust and respect. Unfortunately, most abused animals learn to mistrust all humans. Anyone who has met and worked with a head-shy horse knows how entrenched those old hurts are. Anyone who has adopted an abused rescue dog knows how some of those emotional scars never heal.

My beloved rescue dog has been my constant companion for years, but her first years of life in an abusive environment permanently affected her. In her past she learned that humans are unpredictable and dangerous. Her life with me is the opposite of that tragic past but the damage is done. She does lavish me with the loyalty of her constantly loving presence, but during those moments in our family life with loud boisterous laughter or unexpected movements, she still lowers her head and looks worried. Trust is fragile and once damaged is often lost forever.

Respect and trust are too precious to risk damaging with poor behaviour. Just as in our personal relationships once these earned qualities of trust and respect are betrayed they are practically impossible to regain.

© March 2009