WordPress will not let me re-blog or add photos right now but here are the posts I want to share again today. Maybe you saw them before but in case you didn’t…
Please do comment. I feel so alone with this these days….
https://chosenperspectives.com/2016/01/18/more-to-honor-mlk/
https://chosenperspectives.com/2016/01/18/in-honor-of-dr-king/
https://chosenperspectives.com/2017/01/16/dr-martin-luther-king-part-2-2/
Part two of the earlier Reblog. I know it’s long but I hope you read it anyway. Let me know if you got through it.
Coming out of Hiding
Miles College, Fairfield, AL
We were quickly ushered into the basement of the home belonging to the Pastor of the community’s largest church…..
We were guarded, the ten of us, in a dry, clean enough, cramped basement (think 1950’s rumpus room.) I think we knew that we were being protected but they fed and watered us like terrified prisoners, completely confused about our crimes.
Safe House
We finally got word from our VISTA Project Supervisor through our host, the Pastor. The relayed message was that we were free to go back to our separate housings now, but, if we felt compelled to participate in the rumored Memorial March to Birmingham’s city hall in honor of the passing of Dr. King, we could not, in any way, identify ourselves with or make reference to VISTA. Like in the then popular TV series, we were given the Mission Impossible disclaimer…
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I believe we need this theme more than ever these days. I never want to forget, even though the process might seem to be in the “one step back” mode right now…
There was a delightful song going around on You Tube right a few years back, by Amy-Dixon Kolar called “Rosa Sat”.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l-0NvkuPHZI
The lyrics are so simple but capture a long and mighty crusade, a movement I am once again hopeful and proud to be a miniscule part of…….
Rosa sat
So Martin could walk
Martin walked so Barack could run
Barack ran
He ran and he won
So that all our children could fly
This was my most visited post ever so it seems like a good idea to share it again today for any new visitors. Thanks and please feel free to comment.
This framed postcard sits on my desk. I like to think he is teaching this child my favorite quote…
“Never, never be afraid to do what’s right, especially if the well-being of a person or animal is at stake. Society’s punishments are small compared to the wounds we inflict on our soul when we look the other way.”
My First Public Speaking Experience
(This is NOT intended as a political post)
Try to put yourself in my shoes….
I am standing on a big stage, pretending with all my might that I am somehow hidden behind the podium. I am looking out over a huge, newly built auditorium. The house is full. I am one of only ten white people in this entire gathering. My white-ness highlighted by my San Diego sun bleached long, straight hair. I am at Miles College just outside Birmingham in Fairfield, Alabama. There is a blurry…
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