Peacefulness with Deer

http://www.aolvideoblog.com/2007/08/24/deer-at-breakfast/

Thanks to Ado for sending me this link…all the way from Ireland, he sends me a videoclip that is mesmerizing…
a couple having breakfast outdoors with 8-20 deer joining them…

If this doesn’t make one want to be a vegetarian, I’m not sure what will!

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A Poem From My Friend, Stevo

Iolana at Seven
By Stevo Price
August 2007
 
Intelligent eyes
Open heart
Loving and wise
Always contemplating what needs contemplation
Never afraid to seek what’s true and wise
Abstract artist extraordinare 
Answers to a higher goddess power
Trusts the universe
Studies everything under the heavens
Expresses what needs expressing
Vastly sensitive to the world around her
Eats lots of fruits and vegetables
Never says never to her dreams!!!!!!!!!!!




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Kenneth Foster Spared

Board votes to spare Texas man set to die tonight

http://chron.com/disp/story.mpl/front/5095416.html
Aug. 30, 2007, 11:03AM

By MICHAEL GRACZYK
Associated Press

HUNTSVILLE — The Texas Board of Pardons and Paroles voted today to recommend
that Gov. Rick Perry spare condemned prisoner Kenneth Foster from execution
and commute his sentence to life.

The vote from the seven-member board was 6-1. Foster was facing lethal
injection this evening.

Perry does not have to accept the highly unusual recommendation from the board
whose members he appoints.

There was no immediate response from the governor’s office.

Foster was the getaway driver and not the actual shooter in the slaying of a
25-year-old man in San Antonio 11 years ago.

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Save Kenneth Foster

—- SAVE KENNETH FOSTER ! —-

The final push is on to save Kenneth Foster, Jr. from execution on Thursday.

The Save Kenneth Foster Campaign — a coalition of activists and Foster’s extended family — has been working to stop the execution of a man who killed no one — who was convicted, essentially, for driving a car, for being at the wrong place at the wrong time.

The campaign has held several high profile demonstrations and other events in Austin and San Antonio. Major Texas newspapers — including the Ft. Worth Star-Telegram, the Dallas Morning News, the Waco Tribune, the San Antonio Express News, the Austin American-Statesman, among others — have run editorials against the execution.

The campaign has done everything in its power to bring public attention to this egregious case and to give the Board of Pardons and Parole and Governor Perry every reason to do the right thing. Kenneth and his comrades on death row are in struggle with us, refusing to comply with their own executions.

On August 29th, another death row prisoner, Joseph Amadour is scheduled to be executed. Since, the 22nd of August, Kenneth and Joseph have been fasting in protest of their scheduled executions. Come join us in this 11th hour for Kenneth Foster and all death row prisoners!

In Austin —-

Wednesday, August 29, 5:00 PM, Governor’s Mansion (Lavaca at 11th)
RALLY AND PRESS CONFERENCE FOR KENNETH FOSTER,
RESPONDING TO BOARD OF PARDONS AND PAROLES’ RECOMMENDATION TO GOVERNOR PERRY AND IN OPPOSITION TO THE EXECUTION OF JOSEPH AMODOUR AT 6PM.

Thursday, August 30, 5:00 PM, Governor’s Mansion (Lavaca at 11th)
EXECUTION PROTEST AND VIGIL
Even in the eleventh hour things could turn for Kenneth. If you can’t make it to Huntsville, come out to stand with others against the execution.

Livingston / Huntsville —-

Come out to Livingston (location of Texas’ death row) and Huntsville (location of Texas’ execution chamber) to protest in support of Kenneth Foster and of John Amador. Both men are from San Antonio and have been protesting together by refusing to comply with their executions.

Livingston, Wednesday, August 29, 1:00 - 4:00 PM
Across from the Polunsky Unit: 3825 FM 350 South, Livingston, Texas

Huntsville, Wednesday, August 29, 4:00 - 7:00 PM
Protest the execution of John Amador outside the Huntsville Unit.
815 12th St., Huntsville, Texas

Huntsville, Thursday, August 30, 3:00 - 7:00 PM
Protest the execution of Kenneth Foster Jr. outside the Huntsville Unit. Groups from all over the state will converge to stand against this injustice and demand until the very end that the State of Texas do the right thing and stop this execution.
815 12th St., Huntsville, Texas

Call 417-2241 or contact for more info.


CALL AND FAX RICK PERRY AND THE BOARD OF PARDONS AND PAROLES

The Texas Board of Pardons and Paroles will make a decision on Wednesday whether to recommend clemency for Kenneth. For Gov. Rick Perry to consider clemency for Kenneth, five of the seven members of the Texas Board of Pardons and Paroles have to recommend clemency. Call the Board of Pardons and Paroles and Gov. Rick Perry and urge them to grant clemency to Kenneth Foster Let’s keep up the pressure!

Texas Board of Pardons and Paroles:
Phone (512) 406-5852
Fax (512) 467-0945

Gov. Rick Perry:
Phone (512) 463-1782
Fax (512) 463-1849

If you can’t get through, use this number:
800-252-9600
LEAVE A MESSAGE (you have up to 2 minutes)

For information about the case, latest news, coverage and editorials from major national and Texas news outlets: http://savekenneth.blogspot.com

Kenneth’s web site:
http://www.freekenneth.com

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Keeping Austin “Wyrd” From Paul Schumann’s Blog

I went to a Heartfelt Conversation this morning at the home of the wondrous Mike and Ginger. This is a gathering of folks from around the world who are of different spiritual philosophies/beliefs, and we discuss spirit, mind, life, laughter, politics, the world. Paul, one of those present this morning, brought up the “Keep Austin Weird” theme, and explained the following at group. So, I went to his blog and have lifted his essay so you can read more about what he shared with us this morning.

Thank you, Paul!

Thursday, August 23, 2007
Keeping Austin Wyrd
Note: This essay is about the city I live in - Austin, Texas
By Paul Schumann

When I first heard the unofficial slogan for Austin, “Keep Austin Weird”, I was turned off. The word “weird” had too many negative connotations for me. But, then I remembered an old mythology that I had written about in March, 1989 for Creativity!, a now defunct IBM magazine*. And, some conversations with Natalie Shell (http://www.natalieshell.com/) helped connect the two concepts together and I decided to do some further research. I now understand that the concept of “wyrd” is exactly right for Austin. What do you think?

Once upon a time

A great tree grew in the earth by a pool of water that was spring fed from the bottom.
The tree was known as the “World Tree” in some customs, “Tree of Life”, or “Word Tree” in others.
The pool of water nourished the tree’s roots.
The tree dropped water from its leaves back into the pool.
The pool was known as the “Well of Wyrd”.
The pool was tended by three women whose names meant:
All that has gone before,
How the past shapes the being now, and
That which should become.
The “Well of Wyrd” is layered with past life, represented by the dew from the tree.
And, is constantly being replenished and stirred by the spring at its bottom.
Those who drank from the pool gained wisdom.

The Anglo-Saxon word “wyrd” is derived from a verb, “weordan”, to become, which in turn is derived from the Indo-European root “uert” meaning to turn. Wyrd literally means that which has become.

In a wider sense, “wyrd” refers to how past actions continually affect and condition the future. It also stresses the interconnected nature of all actions, and how they influence each other. In metaphysical terms, “wyrd” embodies the concept that everything is turning into something else while both being drawn towards and moving out from its own origins. “Wyrd” can be thought of as a process that continually works the patterns of the past through the patterns of the present into the patterns of the future.

By the way, Shakespeare borrowed from this mythology when he created the three witches in Macbeth:

“Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn and cauldron bubble.”

The cauldron was the well of wyrd. Stirring the well of wyrd created chaos. And, the three women became witches, who were weird. Hence our modern connotations.

The concept of “wyrd” is complex and deeply ecological. The system of the well and the tree is obviously ecological with respect to the physical world. But, by deeply ecological, I mean that it also applies not only to the physical system, but the social, spiritual and information systems as well. It is “glocal” as well involving the individual and all of humanity. Our past, ancestral and experiential, affects us continually. Yet there is the interplay of our personal wyrd and the universal wyrd and the role we must play in creating our own destiny. We interact with that which has become to create personal patterns that affect and are reflected in the universal patterns. These universal patterns then exert forces that shape our lives.

The patterns created by individuals at a certain time and place create the sprit of the community that shapes the beliefs and behavior of everyone in the community. Every action we take, or don’t take, will have implications for own future choices as well as the future choices of others in the community. Therefore, we have ethical obligations to think carefully about the possible consequences of everything that we do. We are affected and constrained by our past actions, but we are constantly creating what should become through our reaction to present situations.

The three young women tending the tree and the well don’t just simply represent the past, present and future. They stand for:

all that has gone before
the process by which what has gone before and its bonds and connections shape the being that is now
the obligations that exist between people, that must be fulfilled, that shape the present being into what should become

Barton Springs Pool is our Well of Wyrd archetype. It is a physical manifestation of the process of wyrd. We get constant reminders of our past actions and their impacts and constraints on the pool. It is spring feed, but our present state of being produces water that flows into the pool, often polluting it. Dedicated people have fought hard to maintain the obligations we have to each to each other and the future to at least keep it as it now is. As an archetype of our community and its spirit, the pool should be protected, sustained and nurtured. It’s no wonder that people who swim in the pool regularly speak of it as a spiritual experience. It is a spiritual place.

If it is safe to drink the water from the pool, drinking of it should provide wisdom if one reflects on why the water is safe to drink.

I don’t think we’ve done as well on the social, spiritual and informational aspects of our wyrd. We do have a history center, but what about modern history? I don’t think anyone is studying the process of how we have become who we are. And, I’m equally sure that no one is thinking about the network of obligations we have to each other and how that should shape our future.

Keeping Austin wyrd has to become more than an unofficial slogan. It has to become how we perceive, think and act.

* I republished this essay on my blog
http://www.innovationtravelogue.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html

posted by Paul Schumann @ 11:53 AM

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Sara Hickman’s Super Pal Change 4 Change Fundation

Keep your eyes peeled…big things are heading your way…

I will post more when I have it all in stone…This will rock and it is gonna roll, my friends!

Love,
The Mysterious Lady with the Guitar and a Heart for making the world funtastic

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Dear Parks Board Members: GET IT TOGETHER!!!

Dear Parks Board Members,

PLEASE DO NOT approve any variances for the 222/300 Riverside project.

I love Austin. I live in Austin. I am bringing up my children in Austin.
This is a community of people who speak out and care and work for a better tomorrow. How will placing more concrete and glass on our amazing Town Lake do anything to keep Austin what it is—-a place of beauty, parks, land and people coinciding TOGETHER? It will only create more traffic, more pollution, more trash…

I recognize development and change are a part of a growing world.
However, MAKING WISE decisions that can assure a healthy growth
is why you are on the Parks Board. SPEAK OUT! USE THE POWER YOU HAVE FOR WHAT IS RIGHT AND GOOD!!!

DO NOT ALLOW THE CITY to build three 200 foot high condominium towers to be developed even closer to Lady Bird Lake than the current ordinance allows. As one of our city jewels, you know the importance of Lady Bird Lake in enhancing Austin’s beauty, attracting tourists, and maintaining a quality of life for all residents.

PRESERVE this legacy by voting NO to 222/300 Riverside and you will have represented the interests of the residents over private development.

Thank you for your support,
Sara Hickman
mom/musician/activist

AND NOW…TO YOU, DEAR READER:

Hey, anyone reading this blog who wants to take a moment and click on this link: http://www.SaveTownlake.org
You can go there, take 8 seconds, and send a message to our Parks Board Members and HELP AUSTIN’S TOWN LAKE stay one of a kind…and then when you come visit Austin, you can canoe/kayak on it and say to yourself, “I did this!
I helped keep it wonderful!”

Thank You!

RESPONSE FROM PARKS BOARD MEMBERS:

Thank you for your email. I agree with everything you said.
Danette Chimenti
Parks Board

Ms. Hickman,
Thank you for the email. I appreciate you sharing these concerns.
Respectfully,
Linda Guerrero, Chair
Parks Board

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What Am I Doing

Reading “The Muslim World” by Colin Turner, Sutton Pocket Histories. Verrrry interesting.
About to walk up to school with Lucky Dog to see how Lily and io’s first day back was!
Ate some chips, looked at GQ’s “Music and Fashion” bonus mag they just sent out with Lance’s GQ
Had a two hour vocal lesson today with Mady Kaye who said this:
“Talk like you’re singing, sing like you’re talking” (quote anonymous)
Her husband, Paul Spikes, said “Yawning is sending your throat a valentine.”

Love both those quotes!
Going on KGSR at 9 am tomorrow morning to talk about the GirlStart event on next Thursday night (not this Thursday)
Following all the guidelines of the sleep medicine trial I am on.
Trying to finish up a recording of “Last Man In the Water”

Wanting to put out a live cd recording (mish mash of a bunch of different venues? or one long show from one venue?)
Getting ready for ACL Fest
Sending kisses out into a bruised world

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Do the Hokey Pokey

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Sara,
This is a bit belated, but heartfelt, nonetheless! Thanks for a fabulous concert Thursday before last. Everyone really enjoyed it- I think our Senior citizens enjoyed it at least as much as the children, if not more!
I’m attaching a photo Mark took- some of the kids are a little blurred, but it just means they were dancing.
Thanks for such a fun and fabulous concert. Lettie has been listening almost nonstop to your CD and knows the words to all the songs now.smile
You are such a blessing for this community!
Kathi

Coordinator, Central Presbyterian Thursday Noonday Concerts

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So Much To Say

We went as a family (and with one of our smallest members—our dog) to Kansas to visit dear Robin on her 20 acre arboretum, with the river running through it, the Dojo, the one-of-a-kind chalet style home with the words, “At last, home” over the front door in stone and moss; the “Hex” house (a true hexagon shaped house!), the Garaj Mahal, the golf cart to scoot around in the afternoon sun as we hid treasures for the children all over the landscape, fishing (til our only hook was lost), walking to Joe’s Diner, the M & M grocery store (still family owned), pulling a few weeds, watching Robin water all the lovely flowers and plants, the grace of the tall trees, their shade for swinging, the fossilized mastadon skull, croquet in the setting sun on the pasture, the scarecrow with a mask of George Bush’s face, the windmill in the wind, the sound of the train blowing it’s lonesome cry in the still of the night, the marmalade cat, Stella: the yellow lab with the eternal grin, singing on Robin’s new cd and meeting Carter, a fast and awesome engineer, Robin with the ribbon in her hair…me and Robin taking Lily into Wichita for her birthday of funky antiquing, girly shoppes and a family owned restaurant with a soda jerk counter and food beyond compare…Stopping in at Monica’s Bundt Cakes and Lily picking out a carrot cake with cream cheese frosting bundt, pink swirly candles and a pink pick that read “Happy Birthday!”

The drive up we stayed just outside OKC in a La Quinta, to swim and rest and just be a family at a pool…the next day, up and driving on into Kansas, a late lunch with Robin, her honey and his shining son. Nights of playing Pictionary, family feud style, watching the kids outwit us with their amazing skill and quick draws. Waking up to the smell of coffee and the honey colored sun sneaking past the shades, rainbows on the walls from crystals and hand cut glass.
Leaving was hard after so much down time of just being together, two families in one Eden, complete with Snake Island and the Bum Boat Dock. Robin standing out by the gates, waving us off, me feeling a bit teary, but Lucky (our dog), our faithful co-pilot, tongue wagging, smile intact, sitting between Lance and I on her little seat, leading back home to Austin. And the Christmas Store somewhere in Oklahoma, just past the border, where we stopped in and “oohed” and “aahed” over the display of lights…much like our own Zilker’s Trail of Lights, only dead heat outside when we finished the tour. On to Guthrie, where we noodled around in another gianormous flea market like antique store (two floors!) and lunch at the yummy “Granny Had One”. Can’t say enough about Guthrie! Make sure you stop there someday.

The ten hour drive home was complete with rest stops and fun, and hitting our own beds was a joy. Up the next day, a little office work, and Friday was another travel day—-Kristin arrived, and off we went to Houston for our Mucky Duck show, a wonderful, sold out night, with the unbeatable and soon to be household name, Emily Elbert, barefoot and make up free singing her soul and playing the guitar like Django and Antonio. Everyone loved her! It was a fun night, as Eddy joined us on keyboards, and seeing Rusty and Teresa is always a hug of love. SUPPORT LOCAL ENTITIES like Mucky Duck, Granny Had One, and all the rest. THEY are what make America great…homespun little companies sharing diverse ideas and sounds and goods and found objects and one of a kind thingymabobs and if everyone supported their local businesses, it would be a healthier world, I just know it. People have pride in what they accomplish and leave behind….or build for the future.

Stayed in the Heights at Sara’s B & B, my new favorite place for rest in Houston. Check them out. Also family owned with about seventeen distinctly classy rooms, fair rates, delicious breakfast in the cheery sun room in the morning, and the rooms have individual names and looks (this time, Kristin and I stayed in the Austin room!)

Got up to go see Julie and family…heard the names of all the chickens, Sky was wagging her tail (and Rex, the other giant boxer, did not hump my leg…whew!)…sat around the table and talked about books, school, history, sewing, our kids, what was up in the world…ALWAYS fascinating and soul fulfilling to visit my dearest Julie, to be a part of her round table and life. I love that family so, and Abbey is so long and lean with a great, funky short hair cut, Graeme so sparkle-eyed and knowledgeable, Rickey filling us in here and there as he meanders in and out. Julie never changes. She looks exactly the same to me as she did in high school. Kristin loves them all, now, too, and I know they love her. By the way, geckos can grow big!

Then, back in the car, and Kristin and I drove on to Wylie, to the Tom Noe House Concert (Tom Noe’s House for Wayward Women), where we stopped along the way in Corsicana to visit the Russell Stover candy factory, and had a blast
buying heart shaped boxes of chocolate to give away to the audience that night (they had to answer questions, or just impress me with some clever heckle or witticism..which they all did, of course!) Fantastically fun show, another packed house (literally, a house this time) and up until 2:30 am picking and singing…

Up for a quick cup of joe, and Tom and I started in on atheism (him) and Christianity (me) and I was very tired, drained from all the driving/performing and warned him I was not wise enough to engage in a deep conversation about religion/God/science, but it turned into a sudden, quick flash and I wanted to leave. Tom is wonderful, just wanting to preach his gospel, and I just wanted to not get into it, but did, and then in the car, I burst into tears, and driving, feeling so many feelings, and Kristin got weepy, too, and sometimes, I just need to cry. There is so much anguish in this world. There is so much good, too. I couldn’t remember the name of Stephen J. Gould, and/or Joseph Campbell; I just needed a fresh day to talk philosophy. Or a day of the Kansas cornfields and a walk to the diner and no confrontations, just dialogue and thoughtfulness. We are all here, we are all doing our best, it’s a lot to comprehend and sing about and be involved in trying to make change.

Stopped in Lancaster to eat breakfast with my brother in zaniness, and ex-house partner, Kevin (also Lily’s fairy god-father), where we laughed and caught up on ideas, shows, Hollywood, bands, clothing, travel, the past, the present and the future. Kevin has such a nice tan! He’s a Q-T pa-tootie!

Home today, tried to catch up on office stuff, we all headed off to the mall for Lily wanted to have her ears pierced, and so she did…we got her the best earrings we could as I didn’t want any infection, and she was brave and only flinched ever so slightly on the first “ka-chunk”. I was more anxious than she, I think. We all had dinner, and got the girls some new school sneakers, then off to see “Hairspray”, and I think that movie is just fantastic. I never saw the original, but the message is so clear and the dancing and singing and enthusiasm of all the actors was contagious. I got weepy on Queen Latifah’s song. I love sitting with my family and seeing something about how we can overcome.
We shall overcome…we shall overcome…some….day

Goodnight, world. Thank you for all you share with me. Thank you to Charity for the foot rub, as well. I never realized how tired my feet were, how much they were carrying, til you sat me down on the sofa and put your hands on my feet. Bless you. And to Tom for having a house to share and the songs he loves to sing and the passion he espouses, and to Kristin for being a wondrous travel companion/cohort on the stage—-your angelic voice, husky and strong and sweet and lilting…and thank you for helping me drive home today…ah, I needed that! … and to Marc, for courageously playing the first song he ever wrote on the guitar, for all of us last night to witness…and Mark of KPOW, for sharing the kittens and his amazing strength and ability to show up and be ever so kind, and to the audiences and all the things that they whisper and shout and sing-a-long to….the mother of the soldier who told me she was glad I spoke out against Dick Cheney (even as the audience didn’t know what to do with me), and the young man who scooched up next to me while I sang “Salvador”, telling me later why…and to all the gentle souls who told me the last two nights to keep singing “The One”, for this world needs to find forgiveness and so do we.

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And then what happened?

Did I play at Mobile Loaves and Fishes gig last Friday? And wasn’t St. Martin’s Lutheran Church simply gorgeous? Yes, to both of those questions, but what about the Ovation? The guitar you’ve had all these years? Did you auction it off to a Baptist minister? And did the money go to Mobile Loaves and Fishes? What? Really? $1000? Were you surprised? Happy? Was it a good turnout? It was? I bet you were thrilled, weren’t you?

Then, on Saturday, you went and saw your friend Jo Ann, with your dear friend, Jon? When did you start talking about yourself in third person? About 15 sentences ago? Why was that? Is it easier to write about yourself (myself) as if you (I) are (am) someone else? It is? Will everyone reading this be able to follow along? You think so? Is that because anyone reading this blog is fairly brilliant?

So, after visiting with Jo Ann, you drove Lily’s friend, Zoe, out to Wimberly? And then had lunch with iolana and Lance at a BBQ place that was super tasty? And then came home and made an enormous bowl of chopped lettuce, matched with another enormous bowl of chopped tomatoes for the Navajo greeting/gathering/dinner at church? How was that? The kids are cute? You made new friends and ate good food? Then you went to Dick Reeves “I’ve been in Austin 40 years party!” with Lance? Wasn’t the popcorn good? Did you have a beer? No? Just water? Was everyone else drinking? There was a keg? And you saw Craig Calvert singing with Michael Jackson? What? Not THE Michael Jackson? Oh, you mean the one that plays guitar and lives in Austin and wears glasses?

Then you went home and had a quiet evening with your husband? And you watched a dumb movie? What was it? “For Your Consideration” was not worth the two hours it took to watch it?

And then you got the flu? Your lungs hurt? Stuffed up? But you still went and played two gigs on that Sunday? One with a poor P.A. and children running around? But the other gig was fantastic? And Cat went with you to sell cds?
You had a good lunch together, though? The day was sunny? And hot?

Since then you’ve had more gigs, went into a recording studio, had lunch with Bradley Kopp, found out you are singing on the new Texas Tourist national ad campaign, had a rehearsal with Lorrie, answered email, took the girls to VBS and picked them up, helped Lily through an ear infection after a visit to the doctor, and started packing for Kansas while learning some new songs for Robin’s new cd? Didja get any sleep in there? What? You signed up for a sleep study, and you will get PAID for the study? Are you finding humor in your situation by making money off of your insomnia (finally)?

Do you think you’ll ever return to writing without questions? In first person?

When was the last time you sat down and had a good long talk with Roger, your brain? Do you think anyone remembers you named your brain in one of these blog entries?

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Lucy

I was recently introduced to Lucy Mashua, a woman from Kenya, by my friend, J Kendel, when I went to perform at the Women’s International Peace Conference in Dallas. I believe I posted her bio here on my blog around the same time…

To update you, here is some information about Lucy’s current situation from my friend, J Kendel….

Dear Friends of Sara,

Lucy is a victim of female genital mutilation and other torture and is in the U.S. seeking permanent asylum.

Lucy needs immediate help paying her (August) rent and needs money to send to her daughter who is in Narobi awaiting the funds to pay for treatment for malaria and pneumonia. In total, she needs $925.

Please join me in donating what you can. You may make a tax-deductible donation to The Center for Life Enrichment via PayPal (using your debit/credit card, if you like) by going to http://www.PayPal.com and sending funds to .

Or you can mail a check to:

Lucy Mashua Fund
The Center for Life Enrichment
P.O. Box 181176
Dallas, TX 75218

(The Center for Life Enrichment is a 501c3 non-profit inclusive spiritual educational organization.)

I would not ask you to donate funds to Lucy if I had not done my homework. Dr. Manuel Balbona, Rev. Sharmin DeMoss and client care coordinator Rena Taylor at The Center for Survivors of Torture here in Dallas – http://www.cstnet.org – have verified that Lucy has come to the U.S. seeking asylum and are well-familiar with her case. Lucy’s immigration attorney, Roy Petty, is reported to be one of the best in his field, and the fact that Lucy is from Kenya (rather than, say, Iraq) bodes well for her.

Unlike millions of undocumented workers in our country, foreigners who make formal application for asylum are not allowed to work for several months during their application process.

That seems ridiculous to me, and I have not been able to determine the reason behind this rule, but I have confirmed its existence from several reliable sources. Instead of avoiding Immigration and Customs Enforcement (ICE) officials, asylum seekers place themselves squarely in front of them and must deal bravely with ICE employees who can have them detained (i.e., incarcerated indefinitely) and/or deported at will.

Therefore, Lucy cannot just work for money “under the radar” of Immigration like so many others. She is being closely monitored and will be required to testify in hearings under oath several times, and, so, can’t afford to break any ICE rules that might jeopardize her ability to gain permanent asylum status.

Lucy has arrived at her current state of emergency as a result of being forced to survive in the U.S. by the generosity of others. I have pledged to help her find a more permanent solution to her ongoing need for funds for living expenses – through churches or other charitable organizations, etc. – but right now, she is in crisis and in danger of being evicted if she doesn’t have her rent money by Thursday, August 9.

I am including a bio Lucy has provided below. You can also read a Dallas Morning News article about her here: http://www.dallasnews.com/sharedcontent/dws/news/city/southwest/stories/DN-gpfocus_31met.ART.South.Edition1.3df479e.html

By the way, Lucy is pretty fluent in English (thanks to Kenya having been a British colony) and is an impressive speaker. She is available to speak to organizations, who are then allowed to seek donations on her behalf from their members separately (as opposed to the organization paying a speaker’s fee directly to her), and that is one way groups may be able to help her survive long-term.

Please let me know if I can answer any more questions.

Sincere gratitude,

J Kendel Johnson
jkendel at jkendel.com

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Article in Religion Section of Austin American Statesman

In this morning’s newspaper, Eileen Flynn has the full article on Sara Hickman.

Here’s a link: http://www.statesman.com/life/content/life/stories/faith/08/04/0804flynn.html

Eileen had posted a portion of it in her blog earlier in the week.

Much Grace …

Jim

Jim McNabb
Creek Ridge Studio
McNabb Communications
Austin, Texas

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What Would Happen With A Question?

I was thinking this morning, “What if I did an entire blog of questions?” Could I do it, I wondered? What would I say? Could I think of enough questions?

What if I talked about Marvin Zindler? Would anyone know who I was talking about? Had anyone else ever grown up in Houston, watching Marvin in his white toupee and bright blue sunglasses on the news?
Talking about local, and statewide, problems? Would anyone remember when Marvin exposed one of the local pie restaurants for having rats in the kitchen? Has anyone ever been to the House of Guys (Pies) in Houston? Does anyone know that THAT was NOT the restaurant I was just referring to? But has anyone ever been to the House of Guys (Pies)? And had their coconut creme pie? Wasn’t it delicious? Will you go, now that I have mentioned this restaurant? Don’t you think you should? Or…are you confused by all these questions and references to pie?

And Marvin? What about him? Why did Sara mention him on her blog? Didn’t he just die? What did he die from? Old age? Did anyone ever hear Marvin’s famous catch phrase, “Maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarvin Zindler, EYEWITNESS news!”?

WIll Sara write more questions when she returns from her jaunt to the countryside today?

posted by Sara Hickman at 10:12 am
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