NATURE ON JUNE

May drags into june bringing in its trail more heat,more dust,occasinal squalls of rain and a harvest of knocked-down trees.The temperature still averages 40 s.g. and above.Pink cassias blush away unconcerned with the rierce sun.Laburnums,which have a delayed reaction to changing times,look as if they have just risen from their slumbers and are a mass of golden chandeliers.But by now most of them have more leaves than f;owers on their branches.Papris still shed their hailstone-like flowers; maulsaris and frangipanis make their floral obeisance to mother earth.At this time of the year,indian myrtels,a sub-species of farul came into flower in mauves and pinks and keep their colourful show going for a couple of months.

When the summers heat is here,can the rains be far behind? Thorny bushes of karwand and beever break out into tiny leaf,and farmers see these as portents of the monsoon.I have reraly seen the papeeha before the rains have heard its calls getting more and more strident.The english,maddened by the mid-day sun,render its call as 'brain-fever,brain-fever'and have named it the 'brain-fever'bird.The more optimistic maharashtrians consture the same call as paos ala,paos ala-"the rains are coming".

The pool attaract a variety of birds.Crows are ubiquitous.They come for left-overs of potato chips or sandwiches before bearers take away their plates.Trays of water for bathere to wash their feet in,before they enter the pool,are treated as bird-baths to cleanse feathers and slake thirst.More intresting are green bee-eaters which prefer to flit about the neem tree and,being the same colour,are hardly noticeable.When thirsty they fly down,hover over the pool till they spot an area free of bathers,then dive down,fill their beaks and happily fly back to the neem tree.Their green and russet hues as they skim across the pool surface make a very pleasant combinationof colours.

For me the chief importance of june is the arrival of the monsoon bird.It is natures messenger,appropriately named the megha papeeha or 'the song-bird od the clouds'.I record its advent in my diary as soon as i hear its distinct wailing cry.This has varied from the 1st to the 15th of june,almost a month after they are sighted on the malabar coast.The clamator jacobinus comes from the shores of east africa in one continuous flight over the indian ocean heloed by strong monsoon winds.After it reaches india some time in may,its flight inland is lesiureky but well ahead of the monsoon.I have seen pairs flying around in pre-monsoon showers in june and occasionally spotted one perched on a tree.By july when the monsoon breaks in delhi,flocks can be seen in all the parks and gardens.Being a parasite of the cuckoo family,the monsoon bird does not bother to make its own nest,incubate its eggs or take care of its young.The koel hoodwinks the crow and the monsoon bird does the same to babbler.While babblers are busy looking after the step eggs and chicks,monsoon birds enjoy the rainy season flying around and calling to each other.No sooner have their offspring been reared by their foolish foster-parents than they join their own fraternity and fly overland back to their homes in africa.

NATURE ON MAY

May is the month of the laburnum.Although gulmohars continue to blaze their fierce scarlets,oranges and yellows,you can see they are losing some of their fire and passing natures baton,as it were,to the laburnums.The laburnum or amaltas has become a great favourite of delhiwalas as the gulmohar for the simple reason that both are quick growing and colourful.Of the two,the laburnum makes the more spectacular entry.It first sheds its leaves;by the second fprtnight of april only the long,brown-black tubular fruit can be seen hanging from its bare branches.Then suddenly blossoms appear in clusters like bunches of golden grapes.The beauty of the indian laburnum defies description,NO poet or writer has ventures to put it to paper.Only painters have been able to do it justice.Alas! its glory has a very short lease-less than a fortnight-after which its leaves take over.The seed of the laburnum when crushed make s a powerful purgative and its bark,which is aromatic like cinnamon,is alsoused for tanning.

May is also the month of dust stroms,cloudbursts and hail stroms.They come with little warning.There is of course a preliminary lull;but after days of windless calm you hardly notice it.Only pariah kites wheeling in the grey sky portend that something is on the way.Then suddenly it sweeps across with gale fury,blowing dust into your eyes and nostrils.It si usaually followed by a coloudburst.The gale and rain take their toll of trees.I have seen ancient banyans which had stood for years like gigantic sentimentle on either side of parliament streer,torn up from their roots and ignominiously flung across the tarmac road.One may afternoon a weather-beaten neem on kasturba gandhi marg,under whose shade half-a-dozen cars sheltered from the blazing sun,came crashing down and broke a fiat car into two.

If you listen attentively to the koels' calls, you will notice a clear pattern.It is amongst the earlier callers.As soon as the eastern sky turns grey,male koels lay claim to their airspace by a series of staccato urook,urook,urook,repeated over half a dozen times.In human language this could be interpreted as a warning to other males;'keep off and that means you!'The rest of the ay the calls is a monotunous koo-oo,koo-oo.While courting,it is the female pursued by the suitor who emits sharp cries of kik,kik! as she courses through the foliage.One really sees koels in the act of mating.Once the female is ready to lay her eggs,her paramour takes the lead in luring crows away fromtheir nests.The female koel then quickley deposits her eggs amongst the clutch of crows'eggs and signals to her partner that her mission has been successful by triumphant cries,kuil,kuil,kuil!

I genereally see more of nature at dawn on my way to the club,in the hour i play tennis and on my way back home,than i do during the rest of the day which i spend closeted in my study.I did not realise for years,being too absorbed in the game,that the source of the fragrance that prevaded the courts was the siris.By the middle of may its pale yellow powder-puff blossoms fall and mingle with the dust to look like bedraggled fluffs of wool.It was the sme with the gulmohar under which chairs are laid out for people awaiting their turn to play.I had taken its presence for granted and rarely did my gaze rest on it till one summer the elements compelled me to open my eyes and take notice of its flamboyant beauty.

NATURE ON APRIL

I must have muddled my calender of flowering trees in believing that the flame tree and the coral come into flower at the same time as the semul.They do not the semul comes first.The coral and flame blossom almost a month later.By baisakhi silk semuls have almost entirely shed their blossoms while the flame and the coral are in their best finery.By then bauhinia beans are ready for plucking.Trees that flower at the same time as flames and corals are jacarands widely planted in new delhi.You have to see them in a cluster to catch the lapis-lazuli blue of their tiny bell-shaped flowers.There are a few in the roundabout facing parliament house on sansad marg,avenues of them along the safdarjung flyover,on siri fort road and in new residential areas.They can be seen at their best between the first and third weeks of the month.

Soon after baisakhi,the first crop of mangoes grows around delhi appear in the market.They are soldom very sweet or succulent.It takes the searing heat of summer to bring them to their full richness of taste and colour.More there are in the process of shedding old leaves and donning new once,coming to flower and being deflowered.What could have induced new delhis master-gardener,lancaster,to import sausage trees from east africa and planet them in delhi?Sausage trees can be seen along amrita shergill marg and many other avenues.It is a singularly ugly tree with exude a maladorous oil and bear solid sausage fruit for witch neither man nor bird nor beast have any use.Its flowers are said to open up at night and begin to close up by midmorning.Apparently fruit-bats relish their taste.Some rural folk make a paste out of its fruit and use it against skin eruptions.

In the last days of the month the first gulmohar blooms begin to peep out of their green casings.The gulmohar derives its latin name ponciana regia from M. de poinci, a governor of the French Antilles in the mid-seventeenth centuyr.The tree is a native of Madagascar.It has become the great favourite amongst flowering trees beacause of its flamboyant display of fiery red and orange.Cannaught place has a cluster of these trees and they are now grown extensively in most new residential colonies.

The summer heat and lamp rouse serpents from their hilbernation.Delhi has all the three spices of the must venomous snakes;cobras,vipers and kraits.It also has others which are quite harmless to humans but prey on mans worst enimies-rats and mice.One warm afternoon i went to see arpana caur,a young painter working in the artists colony at garhi.The studios are built along the walls of this ancient robber fortress.In between is an open space,now lush with grass and cannas.As i entered i saw a gang of urchins hurling stones,brandishing sticks and yelling as they ran towards a snake basking on the lawn.Before i could stop them they had beaten the poor reptile into a bloody mess.They cried triumphantely.It was a small orange-coloured snake with diamond-shaped black sports-a full-grown diadem.It was too late to tell the children that like many other snakes of delhi it was not only harmless but also a well-meaning reptile.

NATURE ON MARCH

March is an unpredictable month;one day can be as any in winter,the next as warm as any in spring.It may be as dry as a desert one morning and by sundown as wet as a monsoon night.Fresh falls of snow in the mountains o kashmir or himanchal bring chilly winds to the capital.Strong winds push clouds up to freezing heights,convert raindrops into ice,toss icelets up over and over again till they are too heavy to bear and let them descend on the earth as hail.Take a close look at a hailstone and you will notice that it is of a milky white colour and consists of frozen layres of water like skins on an onion.I used to wondr why hailstorms did not occur in winter months when it is cold but in spring when it is warm.Now i know it takes strong winds to make hail.

Human are not the only once to be fooled by the weather.Insects,said to be endowed with an extra sense of forecasting the weather,suffer heavy losses.Mosquitoes,flies and months which come out of hiding to pester humans suddenly find the weather turn inclement and are frozen to death.In my diary i record the first time i hear cricets chrip.This is usually in the second week of march probably somewhat earlier in my apartment than in other homes as i have a log fire burning every winter night.The vagaries of the weather make holi, the festival of colours,a chency affair.It usually falls some time between the latter part of february and the end of march.Some years ony the young are out with their long tube syringes,bouckets of coloured water and red powdr to figt mock battles yelling,'holi hai!holi hai!Other years it is warm enough for the middle-aged and the old to risk beign dowsed.

In march both birth and eath are much in evidence.On the one hand you can see the grape vine and madhumalti-quis,qualis,indica,a name given to it by a dutch botanist because of its eccentric manner of growth-add new leaves every day;on the other there are neems,mahuas,jamuns,peepals and banyans shedding their foliage.For the next weel or two gardners will be busy sweeping dead leaves into mounds and making funeral pyres of them.While the pyres still smoulder,those very trees will come into new leaf.Of the dying and the reborn,peepals and banyans have the most delicate of new leaves;pale pink,silky-soft and beautyfully shaped.If you want an offering from nature as your book mark,you cannot do better then press their leaves in your album.The peepal is bit of a sponger.It will begin to spourt out of cervices in walls,even out of boles of trees where there is a little mud.There is a speldid example of a peepal almost strangling its host tree in the lodi gardens west of the bara gumbad mosque.The peepal is a speldid example of an epiphyte.

In the last week of the month,spring vegetables and fruit flood the market.Cucumbers and kakree are on lunch menus.Watermelons,both cantaloups or musk melons are available.In recent years their quality has improved.In younger days you had to be able to tell the sweet melons from the tasteless and omly bought kharboozas said to have come from tonk or saharanpur.Today you have to be unlucky to bring home a flat tasting melons;most of them are sweet and succlent.Closely following on the heels of these'earthy'fruits come loquats and mulberries,both the white and purple variety.Mangoes from the south and the much fanciedd alfanoso from the konkan coast can be had for a price in fruit shops catering to the rich.But for locally grown varieties of this king of fruits you have to wait a few more weeks.

NATURE ON FEBRUARY

Whichever way i turn i see signs of regeneration.The harbinger of spring is the semul or the silk cotton trees,known in latin by the bombastic sounding title bombax malabaricum.The name is doubly deceptive;bombax has nothing to do with bombay,as you might be deluded into believing,but stands for silk-warm,thought i have never found any on it.Furtheremore,though malabar claims to be its state of nativity,it grows extensively all over the country.There are hundreds of semuls to be seen in delhi, both the scarlet and orange varieties.Visitors to the capital driving from the airport to ashok hotel can see them on either side of the avenue that runs between nehru park and the diplomatic enclave.They are in full flower in the first week of february.

February has much to offer to the nature lover.The first pink blossom on a leafless peach tree is a sight to behold,'fair as a star when only once is shining in the sky,'As te day begin to get warmer,birds became more active.Green barbets go on their wavy flight from one dark-foliaged tree to another,wind themselves up;kurr,kurr,krr,and then let themselves go;kutrook,kutrook,kutrook.Their indian name is sensibly onomatopoeic;kutrook.The green barbet is a shy bird,barley visible among dense-leaved trees because of its olive green plumage.Its call betrays its presence.No sooner does it became aware of anyone gazing at it than it falls silent and after a suspicious glance it is off on its undulating,heavy flight to another tree.I am impressed by bird-photograpers who manage to get it entering its nest-hole in a tree or with its aeak full of wild berries.Green barbets are my morning companions.Race course road,now barricaded,has putranjiva trees on both sides.In february they are loaded with berries and are therefore much frequented by barbets.

By the third week of the month,the peach loses its filwers and comes into leaf.Semuls begins to shed their large,waxen blossoms which lie round the bole in a messy woven carpet of red and yellow.Crows delight in viciousley pecking at those still on trees,particularly those that are partly open,as if cawing' open up,admn you!'

Big birds are much in evidence on big trees.One morning in the gymkhana club i saw a pair of hornbills fly to a semul tree where a couple of pariah kites were mating and screaming in ecstasy and agony.They watched the going-on with also scandalized by the kites shamless behaviour.They flew around the tree loudly enquiring'did ye do it?'i wanted to shout back,'i did not ,but take a look at those kites!'Grey hornbills are a common sight in delhi.They are as ugly and as untrusting of humans as vultures,without the vultures ability to soar majestically among the clouds.They go flapping their wings in undulating flight,screeching like kites.Theiar nests are malodorous because they are no more than holes in trees lined by the hen with her own excreta.I go to see a few wood peckers everymorning.Usually they are scaly-belled green woodpeckers hoping around the bole of a siris tree behind the tennis court.They rarely call when they are on a tree.I have never seen one on the ground.Occasionally i catch a glimpse of golden-blacked woodpeckers.They proclaim their arrival by shrill,ear-piercing cries.When the sunlight falls on their backs,they glisten like molten gold.The goldenbacked wood-pecker is a spectacularly beautiful bird.

One afternoon i saw a sight which continues to inrigue me.I had often seen sparrows gather in hundreds pefore roosting time and fly about together without any ostensible purpose.This afternoon i saw them on threeadjoiningkeekar trees.They looked like a swarm of bees buzzing about their hives;they hopped restleslly from one branch to another chirping incessantly.I got within arms reach of them but they were so absorbed in their own activity that they ignored my presence.It sounded like a very disputatious community meeting.After some minutes of watching them at close quarters i noticed that almost all of them were males.I detected about half a dozen hens in the total assemblage which must have numbered well over a thousand.Iconsulted my birds looks but found no explanation.

NATURE ON JANUARY

For some people the year begins at the hour of midnight.They bid farewell to the old and usher in the new with revelry and song,bursting balloons and swilling champagne.For others it begins when the rim of the sun appears on the eastern horizon.For me its starts some time between the two,when i get up to place a platter of milk for a dozon stray cats waiting impatiently outside my door beside the morning paper which is deliverd to me at 4:30 am i do not feel the day has really and truly begun till i have read the paper,heard the BBC news and drunk a mugful of warm ginseng tea.Then i pull back the curtains of my window,switch off my table lamp and watch the black of the night turn to the grey of the dow.I hear spotted owlets screech in the mulberry tree.I catch glimpses of small bats flitting by.And the down chorus begins with the raucous cawing of crows followed by the shrill chittering of sparrows and the cry of kites.Sometimes when it is still dark i step out onto the lown behind my apartment to gaze at the moon or the brightly shining morning star.I return to my study and switch on the radio to listen to the relay of the morning service from the golden temple.When it comes to Guru Nanaks lines on the semul to emphasize that the size of a tree has no bearing om what it yields,i know the morning service is half over and it is time for me to wake up my wife who likes to lake her morning walk in the lodi gardens at down.I get into my shorts to leave for my morning game of tennis.I have to first wipe the dew off the window panes of my car because often the humidity is above 95 per cent.It is still dark.I switch on my headlights scattering clusters of crows pecking at mangled remains of rats,cats and dogs run over by speeding traffic the night before.
My early morning drive to the gymkhana club and the hour and a half i spend there provide feast dor the eyes and ears.The club grounds are full of all trees.Since the side dividing the gymkhana from the residence of the prime minister has for security resons been closed to traffic,there has been a noticeable increase in the number of birds in the area.My morning game of tennis is played to the accompaniment provided by magpie robins ,golden orioles,barbets,koel,peafowl and papeehas.The bird orchestra varies with the season.Often when i took up to take a lob i miss it because grey hornbills,lapwings or moonsoon birds distract me.

If u are looking for colour in january, go out into the countryside.The mustrad is in bloom,spread out like a sea of canary-gold.Its bitter-sweet odour attracts honey bees.Beside mustrad, there are lentils,mainly arhar,sugarcane with its pampas plumes of pale russet, and young wheat.Skylarks rise from the green fields,suspending themselves in the air and pouring down song till they run out of breath;then plummet like stones and disappear in the verdure.By contrast,delhis parks and gardens are largely flowerless till the latter part of the month expect for marigolds,poinsettias,chrysanthemums and bougainvillaes.

While winters cold freezes the ardour of bird and beast alike,the larger variety of some species like vultures and kites are roused by it.By mid-january pairs of kites and vultures can be seen mating on branches of leafless semul trees and can be heard emitting excruciating screams of pain and pleasure.Big trees like the semul and the maharukh are preferred by these birds both for copulation and nest-building.Smaller birds like crows,pigeons and sparrows begin their search for mates.Cock sparrows squabble among themselves while their hens barely take notice of them.

NATURE WATCH

Many years ago when I was a young man, I happened to spend a summer with my friend's the wints,in oxford.Guy wint was on the staff of the observer and was away in london most of the day. His wife, freda, had converted to Buddhism and was also out most of the time meeting fellow Buddhists.There son, Ben, was at a boarding school.For company,I had the wint's three-years-old daughter, Allegra.In the mornings i worked in my room.When allegra returned from her nursery school, I gave her a sandwich and a glass of milk before we went out for a walk. Since she knew the neighbourhood, she led the way along paths running through words of oak, beech and rhododendron to the university cricket grounds. I would watch the game for a while-the Nawab of Pataudi often played there-buy her an ice-cream and then follow her back homewards.

Allegra or Leggie as we called her, was a great chatterbox as well as an avid collector of wild flowers.Our return jorney always took much longer as i had to pick whatever flower she wanted.She would point in some direction and order; I want those snow-drops behind that bush.'Or shout,'Goody!I want them blue bells! I want lost of them for Mummy!'Then there were periwinkles and lilies-of-the-vally,and many others,By the time we had our hands full of flowers,Leggie was too tired to leg it home.I had to go down on my knees for her to climb up on my shoulders.She had her legs round my neck and her chin resting on my head.A game she enjoyed was to stick flowers in my turban and beard.By the time we got home,Ilooked like a wild man of the woods.It was from little Allegra wint that i learnt the names of many English wild flowers.On weekends when the wint family was at home we spent most of the day sunning ourselves in the garden.Since the wint had a few cherry and apple trees, there were lots of birds in there garden.The down chorus was opened by thrushes and blackbids.They sang through the day till late in to the twilight.Both birds sounded exactly alike to me.Freda would quote Robert Browning to explaine the difference; Thats the wise thrush;he sings each song twice over,Lets you should think he neve could recapture the first fine careless rapture.

The wise thrushes of oxford had not read Browning and rarely repeated their notes.Or peachaps the blackbirds deliberately went over theirs again to confuse people like me.Then there were chaffinches,buntings,white throats and many other verieties of birds whose songs becme familiar to me.That summer,I heard nightingales on the Italian lakes and in the forest of Fountainebleau.Back home in delhi i felt as if i was on alien territory as far as the fauna and the flora were concerned.Before i had gone abroad,i had taken no intrest in nature.When i returned i felt acutely conscious of this lacuna in my information as i could not identify more than a couple of dozen birds or trees.Getting to know about them was tedious but immensely rewarding.I acquired books on trees,birds and insects and spent my spare time identifying those i did not know.I sought the company of bird-watchers and horticulturists.Gradually my fund of information increased and i dared to give talks on Delhi's natural phenomena on all India Radio and Doordarshan.

For the last many years i have maintained a record of the natural phenomena i encounter every day.However,my nature-watching is done in a very restricted landscape,most of it in my private back garden.It is a small rectangular plot of green enclosed on two adjacent sides by a barbed wire fence covred over by bougainvillaea creepers of different hues.The other two sides are formed by my neighbours and my own apartments.He has fenced himself od by a wall of hibiscus;I have four ten-years-old avocado trees which between them yield no more than a dozen pears every monsoon season;and a tall eucalyptus smothered by a purple bougainvillaea.There is a small patch of grass withy some limes,oranges,grapefruits and a pomegranate.I do not grow many flowers; a bush of gardenia, a couple of jasmines and a queen of the night.Since my wife has strictly utilitarian views on gardening, most of what we have is reseverd for growing vegetables.At the further end of this little garden,i have a placed a bird-bath which is shared by sparrow,crows,mynahs,pigeons,babblers and dozen stray cats which have made my home theries.Facing my appartment on the front side is a squarish lawn shared by other recidents of sujan singh park.It has serveral large trees of the ficus family, a young choryzzia and an old mulberry.Ihave a view of this lawn from my setting-room windows framed by a madhumalti creeper and a hedge of hibiscus.What perhaps accounts for the profusion o bird life in our locality are several nurseries in the vicinity,the foliage of many old papari trees and bushes of cannabis sativa which grow wild.I have not kept a count of the variety of birds that frequent my garden but there is never a time when there are none.Also, there are lots of butter-flies,beetles,wasps,ants,bees and bugs of different kinds.

There was a time when i spent sunday mornings in winter in the countryside armed with a pair of binoculars and Salim alis or whistlers books on indian birds.My fovourite haunts were the banks of the Jamuna behind Tilpat village;Surajkund,the dam which supplies water to its pool;and the ruins of Tughlaqabad fort with its troops of rhesus monkeys.I still manage to viit these places at least once a year to renew acquaintance with water fowl,skylarks,weaver birds and a variety of wild plants like akk,delha,vasicka,mesquite,mexican poppy and lantana which grow in profusion all round delhi.

GLOBAL MINUTE FOR PEACE DAY

The first Minute for Peace, was observed globally by people of every creed and culture. We urge world leaders to speak out for this event. This will result in new hope and a new beginning for the whole human family.
Minute for Peace Day occurs at the time of the Winter Solstice (in the northern hemisphere). In ancient history the Winter Solstice was a time for rejoicing. The days before that, kept getting shorter. There was fear this would continue and leave the world in darkness. But on the December Solstice the days started getting longer. Now people knew the dead leaves on the trees would yield their place to new leaves in the Spring.
On this great day of opportunity a new faith, hope and love can replace the dead leaves of the past and inspire cooperation for our common good. Together we can provide a new beginning for the human family -- a time to forgive, forget and start anew.
A Minute for Peace exhibit at the 1965 Worlds Fair increased interest and resulted in daily Minute for Peace broadcasts on many radio stations. These featured the ringing of the UN Peace Bell, a statement by a world leader about ways to foster peace and understanding. This was followed by a request that listeners add their prayer and commitment to help foster peaceful progress on our planet.
To obtain maximum unity in participation, the time designated was 0300, 1100, and 1900 GMT. Stations could progam any one as their Minute For Peace and know they were aiding a global turn toward peace..
The idea of Minute for Peace became popular and played a role in ending the war between Pakistan and India in 1966. United Nations Delegates from both sides publicly joined in silent prayer as they were asked to meditate on peace and good will with determination to overcome hatred and injury with the power and benefit of reconciliation and cooperation. That night, in a UN Security Council special meeting, they declared peace.
Minute for Peace became the centerpiece of Earth Day, when we invite people World-Wide to join in two minutes of silent prayer or reflection as the Peace Bell at the United Nations is rung to celebrate the beginning of Spring.
Peace begins in the mind. The repeated participation by friends and adversaries, in heartfelt thoughts and silent prayers for peace when the Peace Bell was rung each year on Earth Day, helped end the Cold War.
Spread the word to every church, synagogue, mosque and school and let people everywhere know of this opportunity to tap the best of their religious values; to join hearts and minds in loving faith that wherever there is hate, fear or conflict, peace will prevail. Together we can make the new millennium a new and better future for the human adventure.
A call by world leaders and heads of government could persuade TV networks and others to promote Minute for Peace Day -- followed by a daily Minute for Peace all over the world

peace of god

I was once in prison for my refusal to join the Army and help kill our enemies. Many of the prisoners were black and sang Christian songs they knew. One night we were ordered to march back and forth in the yard. Some of them started singing, "Up above my head, I hear music in the air. Up above my head, I hear music in the air. Up above my head, I hear music in the air. Now I know, yes I know, there's a God somewhere."
To me, the greatest mystery is the mystery of love, the kind of love that you find in the commandments and promises of Jesus. We assume the source of all that is must have infinite wisdom, and the greatest wisdom I know is in the words of Jesus. St, Francis, Martin Luther King, and other followers of Jesus have pointed the way. I have tried to do the same. The Earth Trustee Agenda in my Earth Day.People of every creed and culture agree we should practice altruism in all our actions. The Earth Trustee goal of Peace, Justice and Care of Earth is the common goal we all can support. While we may differ on what we think is best, we can agree on this basic idea.
Find something you can do that will further this purpose. Of course the more influence you have, the more will result from your actions. Leaders in government, corporations, religion, and media, have a special responsibility.
Do what you can and get attention for it. We have inherited a wonderful planet with a miracle web of life that is headed for catastrophe - unless we go all out to save it.
We must, and can, end humanities long record of war, greed, and selfishness with a global turn toward peace, justice, and a sustainable future.
Everyone can make a difference. The greatest opportunity is for global leaders and people of wealth. Media can make a great difference by headlining the nonviolent ways of peace and where they are doing the most good.
In this 2006 Christmas season, let us Think and Pray and Act to foster peace in all our contacts. And Expect A Miracle..

MY ADVICE TO MUSLIMS

You know that to eliminate all kinds of vices from the world and to promote good is the responsibility of every Muslim. Allah, the Lord of the universe, says: "You are the best Ummah who have been created to show the right path to the people. You command for doing good and forbid from doing evil, and you have faith in Allah"
The Holy Prophet (SAW) has also said that everyone amongst you is a caretaker and is responsible for his subordinates on the Day of Judgement. Rulers will be answerable for the citizens of their state, every family head will be accountable for the members of his family and will be asked as to what he did for their reformation, education and better life. He will be asked as to whether he forbid them from adopting the bad ways, and helped them in leading a pious life or not. The Holy Quran has called this task as "Enjoining (People) To Do Good and Forbidding (Them) From Doing Evil."
Respected Muslims! The world history reveals that until Muslims performed the task of commanding the people to do good and barring them from doing evil, the pious people remained dominant in those societies and there was peace and tranquility and satanic forces were subdued. But, when this collective responsibility was designated only to clerics, and the common Muslims ignored this task, in spite of the efforts of the clerics, waywardness spread quickly.
A wave of offenses, terrorism, tyranny, evils, sins, ignorance and anarchy engulfed almost every segment of life. Disorder, commotion and chaos were on the rise in the world society, wrecking the peace of all mankind.
The Holy Prophet (SAW) has warned of this danger in these words:
"I swear to the Lord Who is the Master of my soul (it is your duty that) you must enjoin (the people) to do good and forbid (them) from doing evil, otherwise, the day is not far when Allah Almighty will unleash His wrath on you, and then you will pray (for help) to Allah, but your prayers will not be answered." (Trimdi)
The world is facing disaster upon disaster every day and people are expecting a major catastrophe. The deeds that have been forbidden by God are being committed openly. The evils are increasing, while the virtues are fading out gradually. Tyranny, oppression and carnage are going on, liars and cheats are overcoming. Terrorism, bribery, corruption, evil, nudity, vulgarity and wickedness have assaulted the world. It seems we have reached inferno before the Last Day. History tells us that such a situation arises when people are being cursed by God.
It is feared that members of the previous generations will be accountable for their individual deeds on the Day of Judgment, but present generation will be thrown as a whole into hell after a collective prosecution, because the nobles of this generation remained as silent spectators instead of restraining the wrongdoers / terrorists from committing cruelty, sins and misdeeds.
The Divine punishment to an ancient civilization seconds this fear. There were three groups during that period. One was of knaves, the second was of the people who did good deeds but did not halt the disobedient from transgression. The third group was of the people who followed the Divine doctrines as well as restrained others from disobeying them. When God cursed the nation, the people exempted from this torment were those who had been observing the limits fixed by their Master and were stopping others from wrongdoing as well.
There is another but similar happening. The residents of a town had been engulfed by an ocean of sins.
However, there was a noble man who was always busy in worshipping God, but he did not bother about persuading others to give up their bad ways. When God ordered the angels to destroy the town, He said: " Overturn the town on the person who was anxious to save himself from the Divine Punishment, but was not endeavoring to save others from it".
I request the virtuous people of the world that they should not only depend upon their prayers to save themselves from the Divine Punishment; rather they should lead the Evil Doers and followers of Satan who have gone astray, to the right path. They should undertake this task against Evil Doers with full determination. Only then will their virtues and prayers save them from the Divine Punishment.

A Message of Peace in the Season of Compassion

To believe the media din, war is imminent and so are terrorist attacks. For some of the world this is not news, it is reality, and has been for some time. So once again the Season of Compassion descends upon our Earthly realm. Peace reigns.
Optimistic? Foolhardy? Daft?
I don't think so. Grandmothers, the world over, want safety and life for their grandchildren and children. The feeling is universal. It is that feeling that promotes the avoidability of war. It is up to each human heart to find peace if there is to be PEACE. The road to peace is paved in compassion; a one word expression of the ultimate ethic to love others. If all is love, who can kill?
Let there be peace and let it begin in me. Each one can become an expanding expression of compassion by broadening our inner circle, those who matter.
I suggest the simple step of broadening your definition of 'loveable other' to include animals. This simple, profound leap of consciousness would immediately invite all humanity (a subset of all animals) into your active life. You could no longer accept the killing of an innocent Iraqi child any more than a baby calf. Understanding compassion to be avoiding killing becomes a guiding light up the way toward peace and therefore, PEACE.
Ultimately, we must face the question: "Why are these people shooting at us?" Why? How hopeless has a life become when blowing yourself up is a godly idea? How bad does existence for some have to be before others will notice that the situation is dire enough to be worth alleviating. What role do you as a person play in unraveling the issue of why they explode and what do they want?
I suspect they feel that they live in a huge dysfunctional family where some gorge while others starve. Food, energy, technology, safety are necessities to all, but only shared by some. Massive redistribution of these resources presents challenges. Individual decisions add up.
Many people have made great changes, yet we still straddle the abyss of armed conflict. What more must we do? What magic key is missing to illuminate the age of peace, a time when no one will accept violence in any form.
As cliche' or trite as it may sound, I exhort you to let there be peace and let it begin IN you. Pledge to root out all that is violent: diet, communications, and physical violence in all forms. Then actively build bridges in your mind between you and those you would currently accept killing as collateral damage in an armed conflict. If you make their death unacceptable, we'll move closer to peace.
As a race we are violent perhaps because we eat violence. For too long the image of the conquest of others, has been the dominant theme and fuels world domination and conflict. Other countries are not resources to be developed. They consist of people, animals and environment with the same needs: safety, shelter, health and love.
Imagine a woman living without basic needs watching American TV. Flipping from channel to channel she witnesses car racing which is men and metal burning oil in an ever increasing circle of waste while the crowd roars its approval. She has no oil to build a fire to sterilize water for her child.
In another place a pig, a chicken and a cow view through the lens of the eaten. Ribs, legs, muscles of their kind are ripped apart and eaten over and over again. That suffering alone sends up a roar across the earth. When you can hear their cries and heed them the human heart has hope of healing.
The magnitude of the needed change seems so great that it threatens to envelop us all. But that is illusion. Seek not to change in others that which you would not change yourself. There is an individual message to all people in this season: Let there be peace.

PEACE

ARISTOPHANES' PEACE was brought out four years after The Acharnians (422 B.C.), when the War had already lasted ten years. The leading motive is the same as in the former play--the intense desire of the less excitable and more moderate-minded citizens for relief from the miseries of war.
Trygæus, a rustic patriot, finding no help in men, resolves to ascend to heaven to expostulate personally with Zeus for allowing this wretched state of things to continue. With this object he has fed and trained a gigantic dung-beetle, which he mounts, and is carried, like Bellerophon on Pegasus, on an aerial journey. Eventually he reaches Olympus, only to find that the gods have gone elsewhere, and that the heavenly abode is occupied solely by the demon of War, who is busy pounding up the Greek States in a huge mortar. However, his benevolent purpose is not in vain; for learning from Hermes that the goddess Peace has been cast into a pit, where she is kapt a fast prisoner, he calls upon the different peoples of Hellas to make a united effort and rescue her, and with their help drags her out and brings her back in triumph to earth. The play concludes with the restoration of the goddess to her ancient honours, the festivities of the rustic population and the nuptials of Trygæus with Opora (Harvest), handmaiden of Peace, represented as a pretty courtesan.
Such references as there are to Cleon in this play are noteworthy. The great Demagogue was now dead, having fallen in the same action as the rival Spartan general, the renowned Brasidas, before Amphipolis, and whatever Aristophanes says here of his old enemy is conceived in the spirit of 'de mortuis nil nisi bonum.' In one scene Hermes is descanting on the evils which had nearly ruined Athens and declares that 'The Tanner' was the cause of them all. But Trygæus interrupts him with the words:
"Hold--say not so, good master Hermes;
Let the man rest in peace where now he lies.
He is no longer of our world, but yours."
Here surely we have a trait of magnanimity on the author's part as admirable in its way as the wit and boldness of his former attacks had been in theirs.

UN involevement in afghanistan

Afghanistan has long suffered from great power rivalry and foreign military intervention, including the bitter Anglo-Afghan wars of the nineteenth century. Beginning in 1979, the country again descended into a prolonged period of devastating conflict. A Soviet military intervention (1979-1988) took a heavy toll, as US-backed Islamic militants fought a bitter conflict against the Soviet occupiers. There followed a period of civil war and warlordism 1988-mid1990s, then rule by a government organized by the Islamic Taliban, and finally in 2001 a military intervention by the United States followed by further violence, instability and civil war.
In late 2001, the Security Council authorized the United States to overthrow the Taliban government, as an offensive against the terrorist al-Qaeda organization, said to be based in the country. The Council also authorized the US and its NATO allies to set up the International Security Assistance Force (ISAF) to provide military support for a newly-established pro-Western government (the United States also continued to run a separate anti-terrorist military operation). In March 2002 the Council established the United Nations Assistance Mission for Afghanistan (UNAMA) to manage all UN humanitarian, relief, recovery and reconstruction activities. Despite (or perhaps because of) these military-centered initiatives, Afghanistan has remained a "failed state." The authority of President Hamid Karzai, victor in the presidential election of October 2004, barely extends beyond Kabul's suburbs, warlords have gained back control of most of the country, and opium is now the principal agricultural crop.
The Taliban has enjoyed an upsurge of military success in 2007-2008 and several NATO countries have expressed concern about the political viability of the operation. Public support for deployments to Afghanistan in countries such as Germany and Canada has evaporated. The media have reported on US-UK air bombardment of innocent civilians as well as bold Taliban attacks against US and NATO forces, suggesting that the intervention is failing to produce the promised security, democracy and prosperity
The UN's role in the country includes an election operation that is working with Afghan authorities to register voters and organize elections for 2009 and 2010. Other efforts include promoting of good governance and the rule of law, training of police, and the like. But in a land torn by violence, warlordism, drug production and intense suspicion of foreigners, these programs seem unreal and very unlikely to succeed. Until Afghanistan achieves a lasting and stable peace designed and supported by Afghanis, there can be no prospect of progress, electoral or otherwise.

Peace Institute Honors Chinmoy

The eminent spiritual leader, Bengal-born Sri Chinmoy, 62, received the Spark M. Matsunaga Institute for Peace Award in Honolulu, Hawaii, on December 16, 1993. He is on a Pacific Islands tour which includes Fiji, Tonga and Samoa. In thirty years of teaching in the West, Sri Chinmoy has won repeated recognition for his promotion of world peace [see sidebar, page 7]. He accepted an invitation to visit the editorial offices of Hinduism Today on nearby Kauai with 32 devotees, and granted a rare interview which ranged from his United Nations meditation program to his teachings on self-transcendence. Hinduism Today: Please tell us about the United Nations meditation program. Chinmoy: Every Tuesday and Friday I go to the United Nations. For the last 23 years I've been offering prayer and meditation. It originated with the late Secretary General U Thant, a very close friend of mine who encouraged and inspired me. Diplomats, delegates, anyone can come who is inspired. For the last 5 years I've been meditating in silence. Previously I used to give a short talk at each meeting. HT: We spoke today with your disciple, Ashrita Furman, who holds the Guinness Book of World Records record for the most world's records. He told us how you inspired him in his latest record (carrying a nine-pound brick held from the top by one hand for 64 miles non-stop). He said he entered a blissful state of transcendence of his normal abilities. How did you so inspire him? Chinmoy: Self-transcendence is not only possible, but practical, provided we know and we sincerely feel in the depth of our hearts that we are not the doers, but somebody else is. There are many, many things that Ashritha has performed over the years. It is far beyond my own imagination's flight; it does not fly that high. But how does he do it? He has implicit faith in me, and I have implicit faith in the Supreme. I tell all my students, "I'm not your Guru. There is only one Guru and that is the Absolute Lord Supreme." HT: What about competition? Chinmoy: Competition can never satisfy us. Let us say that I happen to be an athlete. I'm very proud. I just turn around, and I see there's somebody else who can defeat me easily. But in self-transcendence I am competing only with myself. Yesterday how many times did I tell lies? Let me start counting-say 20 times. Oh God, oh God! I'll try to stop it desperately. Not to tell 20 lies but only 19. I'll start at 19, that is difficult. Then the following day 18. This way the golden day will come when I will not tell lies at all. So I am competing with myself. HT: Guruji, are you a Hindu? Chinmoy: Well, if I use my mind-you know, the mind that blinds me and binds me, and the mind that gets a tremendous sense of satisfaction by dividing the world, by lording it over the world-then I am a Hindu. To me Hinduism is not a religion in the sense of a religion that blinds us. To me Hinduism is a home. But the Real in me is my aspiration, my love of Truth, my love of God. There I don't belong to any religion. For me, real religion is the heart home where I can see my inner shrine. So when I'm an aspiring human being, I'm not a Hindu, far from it. I'm cosmopolitan, I am a seeker of Truth, a lover of God. Each religion is like a home. You live here, I live in New York. But when you pray and meditate you go to an inner school, where God is our teacher. You come all the way from here, I come all the way from New York. HT: What are your teachings on brahmachariya, celibacy, which we understand you advocate for both married and unmarried devotees? Chinmoy: Again, it is all based on my personal experience in the inner world. Most of my students are unmarried bachelors and spinsters, and there are married people. I tell them, "What do you actually want from life? Do you want joy or pleasure? You have to separate the two." Once you enter into spiritual life, you have to know whether you are going to remain in the life of pleasure or you are going to get real bliss. The pleasure life is followed by frustration. Once you are really frustrated, then your destruction is imminent. But if for five seconds during the meditation's highest flight, we get a glimpse of divine light, we feel divine light the whole day. I tell those are married, "Don't try to become celibate overnight. My philosophy is, 'slow and steady wins the race.' Slowly, steadily and unerringly." HT: How should we serve God? Chinmoy: You are destined to serve God the creation. If I know my father is all for me, can I not have faith in Him that whatever I need He will give me? Like a child. The child knows only how to cry. The mother comes running to give milk to the child. The child is not using the term "milk, milk" or something else. His only job is to cry. Similarly, I'm crying to God only to make me a good instrument of use. HT: Meditation seems too difficult. Chinmoy: Meditation is difficult. If I can't do meditation, let me start with prayer, which is easier. If prayer life is difficult, then start with japa on beads. And if japa is also not possible, then spend your precious time mixing with people who can do japa, who can do prayer, who can do meditation-we call it satsang. If you can't do that, go to a holy man, a guru, he will advise you. HT: How do we do God's work? Chinmoy: I serve God because He is all love, not because He is all powerful. Each human being is giving importance to the love of power. But we feel when you accept spiritual life it is the power of love that we need. Only if you can do something unconditionally for God happily, then you are fulfilled. HT: At the Parliament of the World's Religions recently held in Chicago you held only a silent meditation and refused to speak, even at the request of the organizers. Why? Chinmoy: Silence is infinitely more productive. When I open my big mouth to talk, I am proving I am a better person. That is what I feel. The speaker always feels he is doing a big favor to the audience. He thinks that he is superior, because he is sharing with his students superior knowledge. But when he is doing silence, at that time who is superior and who is inferior? HT: Please tell us about your community in Jamaica, New York. Chinmoy: In Jamaica, my students have accepted me as their spiritual father, and I have accepted them as my spiritual children. I have implicit faith in my students that they are willing to work and march and run along the road. Again, they have faith in me, that I will be able to help them, guide them and lead them to the destined shore. It is based on mutual faith. I give you what I have, you give me what you have. Then comes, I give you what I am, and you give me what you are. This is how I am dealing with them individually, and collectively, not only in Jamaica, but in various parts of the world. HT: What are your observations on the family in America? Chinmoy: In America, the sense of freedom is taking the family away, away, away. If there are four members in a family, then there are three members, two members. They are not satisfied with what they have. In India, they make many blunders, but they try to make themselves belong to one family. The divine feelings of their heart are predominant. In America, forgive me to say, that quality is not as strong. I can't imagine putting my father in an old people's home. No matter how bad the father is in India, it is the son's obligation to take care of his father. Here in America, old age is punishment. When you were a kid, who brought you up? Who helped you go to college and all that? Your parents gave you what they had at that time and now in return what are you giving them? Your indifference. In India even the poorest of the poorest, even if there are ten members in the family, they always take care of each other. The Western perspective is always separating, separating from the realities that God gave us.

peace movement

Queen Victoria sat quietly in a chair on a platform, dressed in black, her head adorned with a widow’s cap. She watched the seven women and four men in front of her sing. It was unlike any performance she had ever seen before, moody, earthy, and deeply moving. After a pause in the performance, the queen spoke. “Tell them we are delighted with their songs, and that we wish them to sing ‘John Brown.’” The singers obliged, and after the concert was done, the Queen smiled as she retreated.
This concert was staged in England in 1873. The performers were called The Jubilee Singers and they were poor, penniless blacks. They had been freed by the Emancipation Proclamation and were making their way through the Reconstruction. While the rest of The United States tried to pull itself back together, these former slaves were trying to make a life for themselves as free citizens.
Ella Sheppard directed the Jubilee Singers. When Ella was a young girl, her mother almost drowned her, in an effort to save her from a life of misery as a slave. She changed her mind, and Ella’s father purchased Ella out of bondage from her owners. He fled with Ella to Ohio where she learned to read, write and play the piano. At the end of the Civil War, Ella was determined to become a teacher and she enrolled at a school for freed blacks in Nashville called Fisk University.
Under slavery, reading and writing was forbidden. When slavery ended, many former slaves flocked to schools for freedmen. They were determined to get an education, something that had separated them from their owners, something they needed to count their wages, something they needed to vote and gain power over their lives.
Fisk University started out in an abandoned army hospital barracks. The American Missionary Association ran the school. Fisk’s treasurer was a man named George White. His job was to keep the school afloat. George White also had a passion for music, and after hearing the haunting voices of the former slaves, he assembled a choir. The choir rehearsed popular songs of the day. But White was enthralled by the music he heard behind closed doors. They were the songs from the fields, the melodies the slaves used to help them get through days of grueling work. The slaves were not readers, so these songs didn’t have many words. They were songs that everyone could sing over and over. “Swing low sweet chariot, coming for to carry me home.”

The Divine and Human Nature of Christ

The testimony which, according to Scripture, Christ has given of Himself is developed and confirmed by the preaching of the apostles. The confession that a man, named Jesus, is the Christ, the Only-Begotten of the Father, is in such direct conflict with our experience and with all of our thinking, and especially with all the inclinations of our heart, that no one can honestly and with his whole soul appropriate it without the persuasive activity of the Holy Spirit. By nature everybody stands in enmity to this confession, for it is not a confession natural to man. No one can confess that Jesus is the Lord except through the Holy Spirit, but neither can anyone speaking by the Holy Spirit call Jesus accursed; he must recognize Him as his Savior and King (1 Cor. 12:3). Hence when Christ appears on earth and Himself confesses that He is the Son of God, He did not leave it at that, but He also had a care, and He continues to have a care, that this confession finds entrance into the world, and is believed by the church. He called His apostles, and He instructed them, and made them witnesses to His words and deeds, to His death and resurrection. He gave them the Holy Spirit who brought them personally to the confession that Jesus was the Christ, the Son of the living God (Matt. 16:16), and who later caused them, from the day of Pentecost on, to minister as preachers of those things which their eyes had seen, and they beheld, and their hands had handled of the Word of life (1 John 1:1). The apostles were really not the real witnesses. The Spirit of truth, proceeding from the Father, is the original, infallible, and almighty witness to Christ, and the apostles are that only in Him and through Him (John 15:26 and Acts 5:32). And it is that same Spirit of truth who by means of the testimony of the apostles brings the church of all ages to the confession and preserves them in it: Lord, to whom shall we go? Thou hast the words of eternal life. And we believe and are sure that Thou art the Christ, the Son of the living God (John 6:68-69). When the four Evangelists in regular order report the events of the life of Jesus, they usually refer to Him simply by the name of Jesus without any more particular qualification or addendum. They tell us that Jesus was born in Bethlehem, that Jesus was led into the wilderness, that Jesus saw the multitude and went up the mountain, and so on. Jesus, the historical person who lived and died in Palestine, is the object of their chronicle. And so we find a few times in the letters of the apostles, too, that Jesus is designated simply by His historical name. Paul says, for instance, that no one can say that Jesus is the Lord except by the Holy Spirit (1 Cor. 12:3). John testifies that whoever believes that Jesus is the Christ is born of God (1 John 1 :5 compare 2:22 and 4:20). And in the book of Revelation we read of the faith of Jesus, and of the witnesses and witness of Jesus. Still, in the letters of the apostles the use of this name without qualification is rare. Usually the name occurs in connection with: the Lord, Christ, the Son of God, and like designations, and the full name usually reads: Our Lord Jesus Christ. But, irrespective of whether the name Jesus is used alone or in connection with other names, the connection with the historical person who was born in Bethlehem and who died on the cross always comes to expression in it. The whole New Testament, that of the epistles or letters as well as that of the gospels, rests on the foundation of historical events. The Christ- figure is not an idea nor an ideal of the human mind, as many in past ages maintained, and as some in our time also assert, but is a real figure who manifested Himself in a particular period and in a particular person in the man Jesus. True, the various events in the life of Jesus recede into the background in the letters. Those letters have a different purpose than the gospels have. They do not chronicle the history of the life of Jesus but point out the significance which that life has for the redemption of mankind. But all of the apostles are familiar with the person and life of Jesus, are acquainted with His words and deeds, and they proceed to show us that this Jesus is the Christ, exalted by God to His own right hand, in order to grant repentance and the forgiveness of sins (Acts 2:36 and 5:31). Often, therefore, in the letters of the apostles mention is made of events in the life of Jesus. They picture Him before the eyes of their auditors and readers (Gal. 3 :1). They stress the fact that John the Baptist was His herald and precursor (Acts 13:25 and 19:4), that He comes from the family of Judah and the stem of David (Rom. 1:3; Rev. 5:5 and 22:16), that He was born of a woman (Gal. 4:4), was circumcised on the eighth day (Rom. 15 :8), that He was brought up in Nazareth (Acts 2:22 and 3:6), and that He also had brothers (1 Cor. 9:5 and Gal. 1:19). They tell us that He was perfectly holy and sinless,1 that He presented Himself to us as an example (1 Cor. 11:1 and 1 Peter 2:21), and that He spoke words that have authority for us (Acts 20:35 and 1 Cor. 7:10-12). But it is especially His dying that is significant for us. The cross stands at the central point in the apostolic preaching. Betrayed by one of the twelve apostles whom He chose (1 Cor. 11:23 and 1 Cor. 15:5), and not recognized by the princes of this world as the Lord of glory (1 Cor. 2:8), He was put to death by the Jews (Acts 4:10; 5 :30; and 1 Thess. 2:15), dying on the accursed wood of the cross.2 But, even though He suffered greatly in Gethsemane and upon Golgotha,3 He has by the pouring out of His blood achieved the reconciliation and an eternal righteousness.4 And therefore God raised Him up, exalted Him to His right hand, and appointed Him Lord and Christ, Prince and Savior for all nations.5

PEACE

ARISTOPHANES' PEACE was brought out four years after The Acharnians (422 B.C.), when the War had already lasted ten years. The leading motive is the same as in the former play--the intense desire of the less excitable and more moderate-minded citizens for relief from the miseries of war.
Trygæus, a rustic patriot, finding no help in men, resolves to ascend to heaven to expostulate personally with Zeus for allowing this wretched state of things to continue. With this object he has fed and trained a gigantic dung-beetle, which he mounts, and is carried, like Bellerophon on Pegasus, on an aerial journey. Eventually he reaches Olympus, only to find that the gods have gone elsewhere, and that the heavenly abode is occupied solely by the demon of War, who is busy pounding up the Greek States in a huge mortar. However, his benevolent purpose is not in vain; for learning from Hermes that the goddess Peace has been cast into a pit, where she is kapt a fast prisoner, he calls upon the different peoples of Hellas to make a united effort and rescue her, and with their help drags her out and brings her back in triumph to earth. The play concludes with the restoration of the goddess to her ancient honours, the festivities of the rustic population and the nuptials of Trygæus with Opora (Harvest), handmaiden of Peace, represented as a pretty courtesan.
Such references as there are to Cleon in this play are noteworthy. The great Demagogue was now dead, having fallen in the same action as the rival Spartan general, the renowned Brasidas, before Amphipolis, and whatever Aristophanes says here of his old enemy is conceived in the spirit of 'de mortuis nil nisi bonum.' In one scene Hermes is descanting on the evils which had nearly ruined Athens and declares that 'The Tanner' was the cause of them all. But Trygæus interrupts him with the words:
"Hold--say not so, good master Hermes;
Let the man rest in peace where now he lies.
He is no longer of our world, but yours."
Here surely we have a trait of magnanimity on the author's part as admirable in its way as the wit and boldness of his former attacks had been in theirs.

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STUDENTS FOR PEACE

Students for Peace has an offer for anyone who desires a peaceful life in a peaceful world: unite with us. Peace is more than an idea, it is an experience of unity in ourselves, with other people, with all life, with everything, everywhere. Together we will promote the experience of peace, share it with others, and work toward establishing and sustaining it in the world. Together we will create peace that permeates all of existence.
Personal relationships are at the core of any effort to organize people for a common purpose. Students for Peace is facilitating connections between people who care about peace, acting with the conviction that all people are members of one family. People create peace in many ways. Educators inform and expand awareness. Activists preserve freedom and influence opinion. Social Workers strengthen communities and assist those in need. Environmentalists protect all life and develop our connection with nature. Some enrich the human experience through the preservation of cultural and spiritual traditions. Others are peaceful in ways too numerous to mention. By connecting and cooperating, all of us can empower each other to change the world for the better by reinforcing our individual roles and understanding our collective purpose.

Welcome to the Planetary Peace Movement International

Planetary Peace Movement is an international organization founded in 1998 by Master Choa Kok Sui with co-founder Charlotte Anderson to promote world peace and harmony through the Planetary Meditation for Peace.
The Planetary Meditation for Peace is a non-sectarian meditation that is practiced in over 70 countries throughout the world. This powerful universal meditation or prayer, can be used by almost anyone desiring to contribute loving energy toward achieving Global Harmony and World Peace.
Many religions and philosophies of numerous traditions state: "It is in giving that we will receive!" According to the Teachings of Master Choa Kok Sui, the same concept is true of Blessing. He teaches that when we Bless other people; our lives will likewise be Blessed.
In the Planetary Meditation for Peace, Master Choa used phrases from the "Prayer of St. Francis of Assisi" in order to project maximum Blessings to all of the people on the Planet Earth.
The Planetary Meditation for Peace was originally produced under the title ”Meditation on Twin Hearts". "Twin Hearts" refers to the activation of the Heart and Crown Energy Centers. The Heart Center is associated with Human Love and with caring for our fellow human beings. The Crown Center, also known as 'Our Spiritual Heart,' is considered to be the Center for Divine Love. The activation of the Crown Energy Center leads a practitioner to heightened Spiritual Consciousness or awareness of his/her Spiritual Nature.
By simply concentrating on these two energy centers simultaneously, they become activated and one may experience being filled with Universal Divine Love. It is also reported that many practitioners of the meditation frequently experience an intense sense of connection (unity) or "Oneness" with everyone and everything.
Benefits of the Planetary Meditation for Peace include better health, reduced stress, greater productivity, happier relationships, increased calmness and inner tranquility. The Planetary Meditation for Peace brings peace, joy, healing, reconciliation and transformation on many levels.
When regularly practiced, The Planetary Meditation for Peace may be used as a form of Service to Humanity as one becomes a channel for Divine Blessings to flow to the entire earth and all of humanity.

Common Peace

In 1960, in Nashville, Tennessee, anCommon Peace d Greensboro, North Carolina thousands of college students risked their lives by daring to be seated at the lunch counters of the local five and dime stores where they regularly shopped. A normal, everyday occurrence for most of us ---- but these seatings, and subsequent seatings at these same lunch counters by both African American and Caucasian students in support of the end of segregation in the south, was the beginning of a major transformation, first in the south, and ultimately, in the entire United States which resulted in the passage of the Civil Rights Bill in 1964. This simple act of nonviolent protest against the laws of segregation was a powerful shot which ultimately rang out as a loud and clear message to the people and government of the United States and the world ---- that what the Declaration of Independence stated, would in fact, be implemented. We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal . . .
Through our work as Common Peace, Center for the Advancement of Nonviolence, we honor those who have come before us in the name of nonviolent protest and change, and continue their commitment and powerful work. As taught by Martin Luther King, Jr., and Mohandas K. Gandhi, "nonviolence" is a powerful, effective, pro-active tool. It engages our inner and outer selves, and unifies our personal, professional and global relationships.
As Common Peace , our focus is "nonviolence education" ---- educating the public about the power of "nonviolence" as a pro-active expression of participation and change in the world. In alignment with our focus, we offer nonviolence education tools to the public in the form of a nonviolence school (or home schooling) "curriculum" entitled 64 Ways to Practice Nonviolence currently published by Pro-Ed, Inc. Publishers proedinc.com, community healing forums, adult and children nonviolence trainings, and other effective communication workshops that educate individuals and groups of all ages in the use and power of "nonviolence" as a daily practice and way of life that heals individuals, families and communities. We also share the vision of nonviolence as the global standard for resolving conflict.
Through our work, we honor the students of the 1960's sit-ins and Civil Rights Movement and so many other courageous individuals around the world over the centuries who have embraced and embodied the principles of "nonviolence," who have stepped out into the world, and activated personal and political, individual and global changes through "nonviolent" action.
We at Common Peace exist to nurture the spirit of "nonviolence" in our personal lives and communities and to demonstrate that every individual can move the world in the direction of peace through their nonviolent choice and action. While this is a noble task, we are clear that we cannot do this work without you, our partners and supporters. Without you, we have the ways but not the means through which to realize our mission and actualize our potential and the potential of thousands of students, teachers, participants and residents in Los Angeles and the surrounding areas.

Peace and Justice for Animals

The City of Santa Fe plans to destroy prairie dog colonies at the College of Santa Fe (CSF), as part of its bailout of CSF and development of St. Michael's Drive. The city has approved a deal to turn CSF over to Laureate Education, Inc., product of a $3 billion buyout managed by corporate raider Kohlberg Kravis Roberts, Citigroup Private Equity and hedge fund SAC Capital. A recent CNBC story on the deal explains: "Private equity firms buy and sell companies, borrowing most of the money through their targets to finance deals. So-called buyout firms seek undervalued companies with strong cash flows, because they need the cash to pay down the borrowed debt. "
The proposed construction site, which includes a floodplain, is habitat for prairie dogs, lizards, burrowing owls, and other birds and vertebrates of the prairie ecosystem. Construction on this particular parcel would require the removal and relocation of hundreds of prairie dogs, destroy acres of habitat, and reduce Santa Fe’s natural heritage.
The City of Santa Fe is threatening to remove the last remaining prairie dogs from the city, as it turns city parks into sterile playgrounds devoid of wildlife. The city prairie dog relocation ordinance, originally designed to protect prairie dogs from development, is now being used as an excuse to pay contractors to eliminate prairie dogs from the city.
The main prairie dog habitat on the College of Santa Fe property is scheduled to be turned over to the State of New Mexico. Speaking before the Santa Fe City Council in support of the CSF deal, Governor Bill Richardson committed the state to an "open dialog with the prairie dogs." This gives the site the potential to be a refuge for prairie dogs, safe from the city's eradication program.
The city claims that prairie dogs pose a risk of plague. Even though the city depends on tourism, they have posted a prominent plague warning on the home page of the official city website. According to the New Mexico Department of Health, Yersinia pestis, commonly known as "plague," is a rare and easily treated disease. They report: "The number of cases varies by year, ranging from 0 to 27 cases per year. From 1983 through 2006 there were 135 human plague cases in New Mexico, for an average of about 6 cases per year. Since 1993 the number of cases has dropped to an average of less than 4 cases per year."
Prairie dogs, cats and other small mammals can catch the plague, but they generally do not spread disease to humans. The Dept. of Health identified a potential transmission of plague to humans: "a hunter or trapper who catches a plague-infected rabbit, coyote, bobcat or other animal and then skins the animal."

Nature's Sacred Vibrations

Swanstar Essences bring a gift of healing (remembering the forgotten whole that we are) from sacred sites, flowers, and Spirit. Nature Beings, devas, angels volunteer to assist us in human, animal, plant and planetary self-healing. Essences are tNature's Sacred Vibrationshe vibrational or energetic pattern of the flower, star or gem. Swanstar Essences offer two choices for essence use: 1) new multi-dimensional single essences from sacred sites, flowers and Spirit and 2) selection and blending of these and carefully selected essences from other makers into personalized soul weaves.
Essences are an adjunct, not a substitute for medical therapies.
Essences are useful at bringing to consciousness the emotional and mental causes of disease that are shrouded in the unconscious. Essences also provide useful support during times of stress or powerful growth/change curves, such as moving, separation, or loss. Other benefits may include: greater integration and enlivening of higher aspects of personality or spirit, reduced stress, flashes of insight, crisis support, and overall improvement in well-being.
Essence makers all over the world co-create flower, star and animal essences with Nature and bring them to market so more people will have access to them. Edward Bach, M.D., developed the first flower essences 50 years ago. While they have received more recognition in Europe than in the United States, many are familiar with the Bach Flower Remedies. As a branch of homeopathy, hundreds of makers now provide thousands of essences.
Essences are generally preserved in brandy, distilled water, or vinegar. As with homeopathics, drops can be taken under the tongue, or in a glass of water, placed in the bath, sprayed, or can be "beamed" telepathically.
I create a weave or blend of essences for each individual as suggested by my "still small voice." The stock I draw from has been carefully selected by inner guidance from various locations and makers. Once blended in a sterile bottle, I add a preservative such as distilled water, and record definitions for each one in a report, so you have personalized information describing your essence. This may be helpful in identifying areas for self-study, surrender, affirmations or noticing the essences' effects on your process.
Please note: Swanstar Essences are complementary to medical care - not a replacement for it. Flower essences offer emotional, mental and spiritual support. Selection can be made by intuition, muscle testing dowsing, or any other method based on your deep wisdom.
Also Note: In the definitions below "God" refers to the Source or Creator, as you understand it, whether It be Father, Mother, Great Spirit, Universal Source, Goddess, Tao, Allah, Shiva, the All-Self, the One, Mind, Consciousness, or others.