Friday, April 28, 2017

May Day with the Church Council of Greater Seattle: Upholding Sanctuary

ACTION ALERT
Upholding Sanctuary:
Re-Launch of the Sanctuary Movement
Monday, May 1
9 a.m.
Saint Mark's Episcopal Cathedral 
1245 10th Ave. E., Seattle. 

Faith communities, people of faith, and friends rooted in social justice are invited to gather together for a time of prayer, story-telling, and commitments by congregations to accompany and offer solidarity to immigrants and refugees.

Churches, synagogues, mosques and temples and the wider faith community are united by the perennial tradition of welcoming the stranger as neighbor, alleviating suffering, removing fear and humanizing situations of injustice through solidarity and systems change. We exercise our spiritual commitments of hospitality, accompaniment and rapid response as part of the equity and social justice movement of liberation; "no one is free until we all are free".


Church Council of Greater Seattle | (206) 525-1213

Friday, April 21, 2017

Undriving!

Very fun item about "undriving" from awhile ago featuring the current clerk of RantWoman's Meeting, talking about health, bicycling, crusading for transportation alternatives to The Automobile.

Enjoy!

Our Clerk on "undriving"

Thursday, April 20, 2017

Whacking at the State of Society


The time is upon us again to reflect on our State of Society. This year a trip to Europe put the duo who months ago volunteered to take up the drafting task a bit behind. RantWoman is confident God will be able to cope; RantWoman is less sure about God’s people, including herself.

It has never been RantWoman’s practice to post the first draft of the State of Society Report. RantWoman is doing the best she can not just to rewrite the thing but to contribute FEEDBACK and then to continue to riff as led. 

Repeat: RantWoman is compiling FEEDBACK; part of the task of each report’s drafters is to receive the FeedBack but the drafters are not obligated to do anything with it.

No, of COURSE RantWoman never needs an editor either--except for the last couple things to make it into print. These required several rounds with each diligent and faithful editor. So maybe think in terms of EXAMPLE. Plus, RantWoman is also crazy enough to offer to read intervening drafts, a practice books she reads sometimes gratefully acknowledge.

RantWoman offers these, well, opinionated gripes in hopes that this year’s authors will find guidance.

Reviews at first reading are mixed and ranged from “it’s fine,” with vague flabby sort of bureaucratized prose and 14 uses of the word “spiritual,” several to a paragraph in places to “we should have a called Meeting” (bloody hell NOT on Easter Sunday….) before Quarterly Meeting.

The sense of the Meeting after First Reading: get suggestions to the drafters within two weeks. Friends dying to read at Quarterly Meeting will get an invitation to look for the online “alternate format” option in time for Annual Session at the latest.

RantWoman’s point of view: some data moments

No examination of our community’s spiritual health would be complete without at least a partial inventory of things trying our souls

This year’s long and tendentious political campaigh weighed heavily on our lives even before we began to grapple with the stomach-churning outcome. Some in our community feel ourselves and people close to us explicitly under attack, often from several directions.

The political environment has brought newcomers simply unused to Quaker worship as well as deeply motivated seekers in search, not always successful, of both divine guidance and nourishing community.

Our region is experiencing very rapid economic growth. This is reflected in severe traffic congestion, a widespread housing affordability crisis, and just endless construction projects. Of immediate relevance to our community: after years of work for stakeholders, business, faith communities, other organizations in the University district, the city council has enacted a long-awaited upzone intended to increase housing and foster other economic development in our immediate neighborhood.

After the upzone vote, our Meeting formed a committee to lead a discernment process about stewardship of our property, our needs as a worshipping community and financial realities.

The SHARE group which has slept in our worship space for a number of years has been away for organizational reasons. In the meantime one member faithfully collects money for protein donations to a tent city, and we are discerning about what direct service we will be called to.

This year’s clerk grew up in our Meeting, the daughter of one of our founding members. Our clerk has been considering the meeting’s history as part of discernment related to many changes occurring in our neighborhood and around our region. One act of faithfulness has been to remind us regularly that the land where we worship first belonged to the Duwamish; at the very least we owe gratitude for what we have received.

As today’s immigrant communities face outrageous threats and uncertainties, we observed the 75th anniversary of Executive Order 9066, the catalyst for the internment of Japanese Americans during World War II. Our member Gordon Hirabyashi openly challenged the accompanying curfew, served time in federal prison, and ultimately had his conviction reversed by the Supreme Court.

Worship on the anniversary brought messages about friendships with the children and grandchildren of the internment, about the importance of people treating others as people, and about choices in difficult situations.

Further worship notes:

Put the word carpet into the search bar of this blog for more detail than probably most people care to read: we replaced the carpet in our worship room! We also did some other improvements. We also removed the sound muting carpet panels on our walls. As the carpet was being replaced we also made sure the hearing loop in our worship room works for some hearing aid users among us. Other Friends with hearing loss have also acquired various assistance devices. Besides greatly improved appearance we celebrate better acoustics and better hearing for many.

God has shown up at 9:30 worship with messages, some weeks several messages, considerably more often over the past year than regulars at this Meeting for Worship are used to.

If one listens carefully, it is clear that people in our community vary widely about how we vote, view the right way to engage about climate change, and experience Meeting for Worship If one centers well these divergences bring powerful energy.

We like praying and worshipping together just fine but we sometimes have trouble getting along with each other the rest of the time.

We regularly hear several visitors and newcomers introduce themselves almost every week. RantWoman was blessed one First Day after particularly out on the edge vocal ministry to hear the couple proclaim that is why they like Quakers.

We have wonderful children whose ability to sit in their worship during First Day school frequently attracts notice. A few kids attend all of adult Meeting for Worship; most come in during the last 10 minutes of 11:00 worship. Worship generally embraces the accompanying exuberance though there are one or two people who sometimes grumble that they are not done worshipping and if they liked coming to all of worship as children, what is wrong with kids these days ...?

We have begun the practice of inviting worshippers to share Joys and Concerns after the close of worship. Honestly, some of the topics shared, in RantWoman's view deserve time in all of worship and RantWoman finds herself annoyed that the concerns get shunted to the end. Other times, stunningly long and provocative  afterthoughts have emerged during this time. In any case, the invitation seems to matter.

We also appreciate our place on the itinerary for students from a class in Spiritual Formation at Seattle pacific University: about once a term students come to one or another of our Meetings for Worship, ask good “what canst thou say?” questions, and sometimes speak of their own faith and worship practices.

Hip replacements, moves to retirement centers, and the aggravations offered by our paratransit system have been a theme among the oldest in our community.

One beloved member and one longtime attender passed away this year.

Tuesday, April 18, 2017

Dances with Dirt

This post is part of DATA RantWoman means to feed to this year's state of society drafting team. It's DATA, subject to sundry RantWoman peculiarities, error terms, missing values....

This message did not get published in a timely way that would track with specific World Events. Unfortunately, almost every week right now offers topics burning new media streams, not to mention old streams still roiling. RantWoman also reminds readers of her blog as Quaker journal model of blogging. If this posting winds of involving confusion as to several timelines, for instance multiple different Meetings for Worship PLEASE just hold in the Light and digest as you are able.

RantWoman offers EXTREME gratitude that last First Day meeting for Worship included NO mention of several topics burning in news and media streams. RantWoman was meditating about what it means when tens of thousands if people take to the streets in multiple Russian cities, but nothing coalesced in RantWoman's head let alone made it out of her mouth.

(Hint: 20,000 people on the streets of St. Petersburg for an unsanctioned event is kind of like 150,000 people on the streets of Seattle. Except as far as RantWoman knows no one in Russia was wearing cat hats)

RantWoman was thrilled during Close of Worship to hear of Young Adult Friend whom RantWoman knows from the Women's Theology Conference visiting on a Quaker Job-related trip. Later, RantWoman was gratified  when Young Adult Friend also mentioned being really glad to see RantWoman across the worship room. RantWoman was called into service and good conversation in connection with another amazing episode of "Holy cow. It's Quaker Baptism. We've got the NewComers washing Dishes," also knows as another chapter in the Ministry of Truth and Hospitality = Pastoral care plus knives and hot Liquids.

In appreciation of last week's spiritual nourishment, and by way of procrastinating about more mutant material, RantWoman hereby offers a special shout-out to Dances with Dirt Friend. RantWoman offers the shout out by blog partly because conversations by phone or in person are, um, challenged. Dances with Dirt Friend is also pretty minimalist about email. Furthermore, RantWoman keeps testing whether Dances with Dirt Friend is the sort of wise elder RantWoman would like to turn to for counsel. Keeps testing. As in keeps testing and wondering whether RantWoman in fact knows more of what is needed than... Enough said? And Dances With Dirt Friend has company.

Dances with Dirt Friend is pretty minimalist a lot of the time about email except when the Still Didn't get the Memo Committee on Email Immoderation collides with RantWoman's  phone and in person hiccups busy at all hours life schedule. Yes in fact, if the Still Didn't Get the Memo Committee on Email Immoderation stands up firmly enough to "we thought we had an agreement" email guildelines crammed down the community's throat, at some point RantWoman gets to celebrate unconventional success indicators: if people RantWoman is trying to have sensible conversations keep ignoring phone and email, RantWoman perhaps is SUPPOSED to celebrate when a contingent of THREE of said people finally bestir themselves to come meet in person with RantWoman. Now, if it seemed to RantWoman that actual two-way conversation were possible...

If readers want to stop here and just hold circus in the Light, that might be fine, except that RantWoman is certain there is more fascinating material available for anyone with the fortitude to keep reading.

Recently in an in-person conversation, connected actually with the THREE PEOPLE show up at once situation, Dances with Dirt Friend wanted RantWoman to appreciate some article from Friends Journal about silence. RantWoman asked someone to find her the specific link partly because in the moment RantWoman did not have anything at hand with which to jot down the author's name. RantWoman THINKS the link lurks somewhere in her email but has not located it.

Dances with Dirt Friend wanted to read aloud a longish passage or longish for RantWoman's attention level at that moment. At least RantWoman's bedtime story time to sleep reflex did not kick in. RantWoman even found siome of the language about the depths of silence in Meeting for Worship somewhat intriguing, but the RantWoman department of Message manglement still managed to hear the passage mainly as "Shut up." RantWoman is unclear more blog will help but is clear bravely to type on anyway.

RantWoman has previously written of Dances with Dirt Friend in a post from awhile ago about slugs. RantWoman thinks the nom-de-blog used in that post was Inveterate Gardener Friend but RantWoman is NOT going to go look, not even if the post in question should pop easily out from a search bar with one of the linguistic moments offered

Dances with Dirt Friend is a retired nurse with  considerable knowledge of herbal approaches, the therapeutic value of dirt, and other matters of health. Dances with Dirt Friend has a lovely house with wood floors perched on a hill. The front yard has several beds of garden and fruit trees. Dances with Dirt Friend also has chickens, interesting housemates, and what seem to RantWoman to be rich history and many blessings especially now that she has retired. Dances with Dirt Friend also seems to have lived wisely and avoided both medical calamities and other Bad Decisions which roil the lives of others.

RantWoman does not quite know what to do with the rest of this: RantWoman nearly always deeply esteems Messages in worship from Dances with Dirt friend about gardening.

Dances with Dirt Friend has another regular message strand which lands her  is on RantWoman's frequent Flyer list mainly in the category of "not objectionable messages but GOD it would be nice if it came out of someone else's mouth. These are messages that Dances with Dirt Friends means to be soothing ior modestly self-revelatorybut sometimes seem stifling to RantWoman. RantWoman is perfectly well aware that her own spiritual compost heap is mixed up in er reaction to these messages, but RantWoman's spiritual compost heap is not the only thing in the picture. RantWoman keeps seeking the right words to ask but so far...

A time or two over Dances With Dirt Friend's tenure on RantWoman's Frequent flyer list, Dances with Dirt Friend has offered messages RantWoman holds very tenderly about aging and most recently fear of being alone or in considerably worse circumstances than seem likely at least to RantWoman. RantWoman wonders what is this fear about? RantWoman is tempted to mumble that the phrase "fear not" is the most frequently occurring phrase in the Bible. RantWoman is tempted in this direction but is pretty sure the comment might be unhelpful.

The last time Dances With Dirt Friend offered vocal ministry about aging and uncertainty, the cosmic connections with the Divine seemed to have more static than average, thanks to Eye Roller friend and another Friend, to be known for now as Self-Important Friend.

Eye Roller Friend is artistically gifted. Sometimes, horrors, he draws or sketches during Meeting for Worship. Sometimes he also fidgets or clears his throat a lot. The week in question, Eye Roller Friends usual non-verbal ministries plarty got lost in the sonic soup: LOTS of people were coughing and hacking with winter respiratory crud, There were meditations on the word "safety" in Meeting for Worship.  RantWoman found herself briefly meditating about the balance between the immune system boost from social contact and the wisdom of staying home to avoid exchanging germs.

RantWoman did not get to stay with that meditation very long. Eye Roller friend was seated behind and a little to the side of Self-Important friend. At one point, Self Important Friend grew tired of something Eye Roller Friend was doing and asked him loudly whether he might like to go take a walk. Eye Roller Friend equally loudly and equally clearly "No!" Self Important friend announced that he was not prepared to put up with whatever Eye Roller Friend was doing and stalked out of worship.

To be honest, RantWoman found herself thinking "Good bye. Don't let the door hit you on the way out."

Shortly, Dances with Dirt Friend rose to offer vocal ministry. Eye Roller Friend's gift of apparent prophesy kicked in and some kind of audible eye rolling occurred. Dances with Dirt Friend has more than once in the past just continued speaking in spite of audible eye rolling, but this time her first words were "I should not be afraid to offer vocal ministry."

[RantWoman to herself. No. You should have enough trust in God that you are to deliver the message and will have what is necessary to do so...]

Eye Roller friend did subside and Dances with Dirt Friend continued with her message, different from her average message as noted above.

Worship continued with other messages at least one quite lengthy also not deterred by Eye roller Friend.

Close of worship two newcomers seated next to RantWoman seemed not disturbed in the last and found common ground with RantWoman about figuring God can handle the questions and something different every day..

After worship, much conversation occurred. For it to be eldering RantWoman would have to have a sense that something stuck. RantWoman is not in a position to evaluate, but RantWoman  grabbed one afterthought from one moment in the conversation:

Self Important friend "I don wanna think about.(Eye Roller Friend) during worship..."

RantWoman, later to herself, Ya know, maybe God is exactly asking you to think about...

Monday, April 17, 2017

Resurrection in two characters

RantWoman offers the following reflections on Easter RantWoman-style:

This year's "When Christians celebrate Passover, there's a crucifixion involved" moment beside thoughts of still wanting to try Ben and Jerry's Charoset ice cream: Maundy Thursday at RantMom's church. Handwashing from a pitcher of warm water (lovely actually, but thank you no footwashing), the passage from Exodus about smiting the first born and roasting a yearling ram and blood on doorjambs to keep God from smiting all the firstborn. Ummm memo to self: must read further. Meanwhile, enjoy the chickpea soup and send RantMom a useful search string to share with a church mate badly needing a wheeled walker with a seat.

Twitter already on Easter Eve
Христос воскрес  Christ is Risen
воистину воскрес He is Risen Indeed
вв (He is Risen Indeed, in two characters.)
Easter Lily, blossoning since Wednesday


Praise the Lord and pass the Congressional Investigation. The Western and Orthodox calendars have Easter occurring the same day this year. We humbly take time off from  #russiagate #trumpRussia #notmyPresident, that intersection of geopolitics and military display, and sundry related hashtags for a spell of praying and worshipping together

Meeting for worship: messages of unbelief, fasting, and bacon. Also large family celebrations. Jumble of RantSiblings, Easter Sunday church production and feast did not make it out of RantWoman's mouth. Nor did Passover because by that time the children had come. Is RantWoman doing any favors by shielding children from the full piquancy of her mental meanderings? Uhhh, figure that out another day.

Recently RantWoman had overheard a comment and realized it would be easy to pray over. A voice during introductions ...

RantMom had her usual spell of needing to have a crowd over and feed them. This year, besides RantMom and RantWoman, Little Sister, Brother in Law, Nephew and ....First Girlfriend. Nephew was just back from a week of building houses with his church group in Tijuana. Conversation alternated between fresh back from trip details, extended yawns,  and desire to go take a walk with Girlfriend.  Menu was Keep It Simple: grilled Salmon, asparagus, orange jello salad, mashed potatoes, with any combination desired of sliced strawberries, ice cream and shortcakes. There was also sufficient chocolate.

Little Sister offered the Family Blessing. She kept saying Thanksgiving. Possibly just fine.

Friday, April 14, 2017

Spiritual times 14

The time is upon us again to reflect on the State of Society in RantWoman’s meeting.  The short version: an examination of the spiritual health of (someone’s) Meeting

 Note: excessive use of the word “spiritual” sometimes makes RantWoman sneeze, violently, with noises that start to sound like “theologically insipid!”

 [--Yes, RantWoman, and this may be the state of YOUR Meeting but it may or may not reflect the state of the drafters’ Meeting. Come on. Support. Encourage!

--Yeah. There is that part about the soft bigotry of low expectations and eldering as a path to draw out people’s better selves…

--RANTWOMAN!!!!]

 Anyway, RantWoman has various translation and code-switch reflexes that SOMETIMES kick in. For this season, luckily out popped some queries aimed at helping this year’s drafters overcome numerous other allergy-provoking points.

 
What does God require of us? (you mean we gotta use the G-g-g word? Yeah, around RantWoman there better be room.)

 How are we called to walk along side each other in our various struggles?

 What does walk along side each other mean anyway?

 What are some of the circumstances trying our souls?

 What blessings do we need to enumerate?

 
A longer version, round 1.

The time is upon us again to reflect on the State of Society in RantWoman’s meeting.

 
Reviews at first reading are mixed One Friend: “It’s fine,” with vague flabby sort of bureaucratized prose and 14 uses of the word “spiritual,” several to a paragraph in more than one paragraph.  Another: “we should have a called Meeting” (bloody hell NOT on Easter Sunday….) before Quarterly Meeting.

 FOURTEEN uses of the word “spiritual?” Fourteen? Holy Theologicallly insipid Batman! Fourteen! Whatever is a RantWoman to do?

 
Google Translate????

RantWoman’s first instinct: take every sentence containing the word “spiritual,” Google translate the sentence into some random language, choose one of the suggestions at random, back translate to English and see what comes out.

 

One problem with this idea: some sentences contain the word spiritual more than once.

 
Another problem, besides obvious well-documented and also way more esoteric issues about Google translate: RantWoman regularly evokes Google autocorrect and fiercely resents any hunk of code acting like it knows more than RantWoman herself does about God, what RantWoman means to type, or the rest of the world.

 
Okay, how about those code-switch reflexes?

Okay.

See above.

RantWoman does better with specifics.

Show me, don’t just tell me.

There. Now RantWoman will return to “Jesus is dead and you expect me to WORK?” mode.  #GoodFriday

 

Tuesday, April 11, 2017

Should we continue to pay taxes for war: EVENT

RantWoman will not be attending the event described below this introductory rant but is posting it here IN CASE any of her readers have time, inclination, leading etc....

RantWoman does not entirely apologize for lack of timely announcement. RantWoman in this case would greatly appreciate it if people who have great content to share would take responsibility and share it themselves, not expect RantWoman to do it for them.

RantWoman feels the world is entitled to further tirades  involving the word EMAIL.  Hold that in the Light, for one thing because RantWoman's day was already WAY too full of tirade-worthy themes, even before the White House Press Secretary's disgusting Passover offering to the world.

Resisting Taxes for War
Tuesday, April 11
6:30-8:30 PM
Pipsqueak Art Gallery
173 16th Ave (at the corner of 16th & Spruce)
On Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/events/250594938736504/

Should we continue to pay taxes to a government that declares war on
immigrants? That militarizes the border? That for decades has colonized and
destabilized other countries? That helps create the refugee crisis and
conditions that cause immigration, and then demonizes refugees and
immigrants?

There are many different ways to resist war taxes, with varying risks and
benefits. Join local war tax resisters to discuss reasons for and ways to
engage in a Tax Day revolt against Trump's (or any president's) militarist,
anti-immigrant agenda.

Although Tax Day 2017 is April 18, and many of us have already paid taxes,
it's just the right time to start considering resistance for next year.
We won't just refuse to pay—we will redirect our refused taxes to groups
working for justice, liberation, and meeting basic human needs. Many
resisters are choosing to specifically redirect to local groups led by
people of color who are working to end militarism, imperialism, and
oppression of immigrants, refugees, and border communities.

Light refreshments provided - please feel free to bring something to share.
Accessibility: The space is wheelchair accessible, but unfortunately the
bathroom is not. This is not a fragrance-free space, but please avoid
wearing fragrances for the comfort of folks with chemical sensitivities.
Please contact seawater@riseup.net with additional accessibility needs.
---
Program by Seattle War Tax Resistance (http://www.facebook.com/seawtr).
Inspired by the work of the National War Tax Resistance Coordinating
Committee. Learn more about the call for local collective redirection (
http://nwtrcc.org/resist/redirection/redirection-2017/) or about war tax
resistance in general (http://nwtrcc.org/resist/).


--
There should be parties
to celebrate
the end of this world.
There should be flowers
to welcome
a new one.
- "There Should Be Flowers," J. Jennifer Espinoza

Grab The blind Person and Bless Them, chapter n+1

Dear I'm not Interested in Your Thought Processes Friend,

RantWoman wishes to thank you.

RantWoman does NOT particularly wish to thank you for the need to make MULTIPLE efforts, by phone, by email, previously over a period of years to address Grab the Blind Person and Bless Them Behavior. RantWoman does NOT Thank you or anyone else to whom RantWoman THINKS she has clearly articulated requests for help. RantWoman does NOT thank people for ignoring phone, email or for deciding that RantWoman somehow does not need to talk about this situation.

But Friend, thank you, when RantWoman finally just decided to confront you in person about your most recent and most egregious Grab The Blind Person and Bless Them moment!

THANK YOU for acknowledging that grabbing RantWoman by her upper arms on both sides and saying "Hi" is, in fact, Grab the Blind Person and Bless Them behavior. Thank you for saying, when RantWoman called this to your attention, that you realized right after you did it, that your behavior is objectionable. How about next time, you just Mean Not to?

Please do not EVER grab RantWoman like that again. Say "Hi it's ." Or "excuse me." Or just wait for choke points to clear.

The situation was crowded. RantWoman did not want to bump into anyone.She wanted to put  things down and get in line for lunch. Possibly as a public service RantWoman should have yelled loudly but did not. Now though, RantWoman is asking you very  directly Not To Do It Again!

 RantWoman deals with this Grab the Blind Person and Bless Them / move them out of the way  all the time: older white some kind of official guy at some disaster preparedness event 
http://rantwoman.blogspot.com/2016/03/the-latest-in-disaster-preparedness.html

(not so far committed to the blogosphere)
African American woman in tippy heels and spangly dress who thought dragging RantWoman across the street in the dark would be helpful at a neighborhood memorial event,
 random guy in pickup exuding slight redneck vibes who drove past me, stopped his car and waited for RantWoman to approach in order to bless or pray or something annoying enough to trigger some nerves related to a stalking experience.

"Grab the Blind Person and Bless Them" evoked gales of laughter from the whole room when RantWoman did two minutes of standup last year at the WA Council of the Blind convention so RantWoman knows it's a common problem. RantWoman really does not care what you intended, whether you intended this to be friendly. RantWoman considers it consider it off the charts for everyone else at her Meeting except...drum roll please... Conflict Is a Gift Of God Friend...  who has gotten the message after having to be told multiple times. 

To Summarize DO NOT do it again!

There. Now RantWoman will resume her usual calm demeanor, at least until the next amazing episode....

Sunday, April 9, 2017

This Home is a Sanctuary--Idea

(Blind Friends, RantWoman is hoping you are technologically advanced enough to have access to OCR)

This item swam out of RantWoman's social media streams.

Some of the time, RantWoman finds this sign deeply inspiring.

Some of the time RantWoman quibbles and finds it deeply problematic.

What are we called to do?


Friday, April 7, 2017

Keeping the X

From the editor of Gleamings, the monthly newsletter at RantWoman's Meeting:

"The Women’s March in Washington provided an opportunity to affirm the importance of our country’s values and our willingness to continue the struggle so I went and marched. I left the march with a sense of hope that I had not had since the election. "

Madame editor, did you intersect with ANY of the social media streams about why the preferred spelling is WomXn's ?

Should RantWoman just file her fixation with the specific non-gender specificity of this X among the many linguistic twitches in RantWoman's particular mental lint trap OR should RantWoman demand it be considered as her Meeting grapples further with a certain Minute on Gender Inclusiveness?

Moving on, first estimates were that the WomXn's march in Seattle would draw 30,000 people. Then maybe 50,000. Final estimates put the crowd size close to 150,000 and multiple info streams including RantWoman's Twitter feed reported that the march stretched from its starting point in Judkins Park all the way, over 3 miles to Seattle Center and it took over two hours for everyone marching to get to the end of the route.

150,000 people all streaming in to one location puts A LOT of strain on the transportation system. The Light Rail reported a single day ridership record.  Every bus driver RantWoman talked to who worked the day of the march talked about WAY overcrowded buses, passing people by, long waits.

Please excuse RantWoman AGAIN. RantWoman is doing well not her level best but maybe her least disequilibriated best to maintain some measure of equanimity in the face of the ongoing barrage of outrages to common sense and civility wrough during the current regime. RantWoman is TRYING to keep her feet on the ground, take the long view, figure out what is distraction and what must be confronted immediately.

No Forget all that. RantWoman is still striving to cope with The WomXn's March Seattle edition as seen from Planet RantWoman

What summoned the ( ****ing P***y) March this time?

Minutes! That's what!. Minutes for the monthly meeting of Where RantWoman was instead of at the WomXn's march. This month's minutes involve an announcement that the speaker who cancelled because of the WomXn's march in January will be appearing at the March meeting. (This post lingered long in the drafts folder. Hold that in the Light.)

And before that, #InternationalWorkingWomen's day, noted specifically for working on #InternationalWorkingWomensDay.

RantWoman is secretary of a local blindness organization that meets the third Saturday of every month, conflicting with the WomXn's march. RantWoman thinks the decision not to cancel and reschedule was wise: not everyone wanted to go to the march and actual work got done at the meeting. The planned speaker did decide not to brave the colossal transportation disruptions caused by the streaming crowds and others besides RantWoman had travel challenges getting to the meeting.

In particular, RantWoman has two choices about getting to the monthly meeting, one through downtown near the march route, and one that takes Rantwoman in the opposite direction from the crowds streaming to the event. RantWoman decided to choose her routing based on which bus came first. Bad Choice. The routing through downtown involved multiple adaptive reroutes, RantWoman deciding tjust to walk from one stop where no buses were stopping in a completely non obvious direction and then just deciding to stand with Ambassador Thwack at the first bus stop she found and act pitiful.

Somewhere in the bus reroutes it occurred to RantWoman that maybe the speaker would need help connecting with a bus. RantWoman texted and learned that Speaker was gladly not even attempting....

Somehow while making way through the transit maelstrom, RantWoman's mind wandered to a march long ago in NY City. over 1 million people took to the streets in connection with the UN Special Session on Disarmament. RantWoman was basically still a New York city novice. RantWoman remembers DEEP gratitude just to leave everything to do with directions to Blind Roomate and her political activist connections. The day of the WomXn's march, RantWoman though had to swallow grumbles: why can't everyone be Wonder Blind Person in exactly the same way????

RantWoman! Why indeed?????

In Seattle the WomXn's march originated practically in Little Sister's front yard. The park in question is a couple times a year the gathering point for marches. This time the march planning came with 40 portable toilets delivered to the parking lot out Little Sister's front door. One of Little Sister's neighbors could not go to work for two days because her car was blocked in.

There is also an email excess / event coordination thread tangled here.

Look world, RantWoman realizes this excursion darned well needs editing. God and the universe get to cope for now.

In the Light.

Monday, April 3, 2017

Act with justice and righteousness

Verse and Voice (Sojourners)

 verse of the day
Thus says the Lord: Act with justice and righteousness, and deliver from the hand of the oppressor anyone who has been robbed. And do no wrong or violence to the [stranger], the orphan, and the widow, or shed innocent blood in this place.
- Jeremiah 22:3

voice of the day
You cannot get through a single day without having an impact on the world around you. What you do makes a difference, and you have to decide what kind of difference you want to make.
- Jane Goodall

From tonight's broadcast of As It Happens

"...guns in my head and they won't go. Spirits in my head and they won't go."

RantWoman is not enough of a bibliographer to look up the whole link; had to turn down the radio too in order to make Mr. JAWS read this item:

Wounded Anti-Milo Protestor Speaks

In RantWoman's experience members of the Industrial Workers of the World tend not really to be down with people quoting Bible verses in their direction. RantWoman refuses to apologize for her own psychic state but the verse above seems on point. RantWoman finds this interview both powerful and challenging.

As for Spirits in My head that won't go, think Diversity on Steroids project management and multiple people both stunningly frank and exhibit A about their mental health conditions. Example: someone with aliens in his head that keep wanting to "help" about email. Or maybe do not think too much of that. Just hold RantWoman and sundry others in her orbit in the Light

Sunday, March 26, 2017

Send Lawyers Guns and Money

A character from a previous Y a wanna hassle me? Get in Line  post rolled in again this week to  The friendly Neighborhood Center for Extreme Computing RantWoman was very glad to see this customer, to hear that she has made huge progress, that she is using technologies that make sense and work, and that she is ready to work the next steps of her goals.

This is where RantWoman asks to have situation held in the Light and does not specify technical minutia or goals. But first an excursion into a world of circumstances that fall between the cracks of several government programs, illustrate culture gaps among different strands of service providers, and cause RantWoman to scratch her head about confidentiality issues.

By way of intro, RantWoman is feeling her age, musing about an old song line: Send Lawyers, Guns, and Money. Actually posting a link to the song would not enhance the narrative. Keep it simple.

Lawyers?
Check. The kinds of lawyers needed  for gnarly personal matters or when someone whose job description is to facilitate certain legalities is not doing their job. Sigh. The challenging personal circumstances seem at least to be moving forward. RantWoman already knew there might be data to be collected about the job description thread. RantWoman would not have minded being wrong. Sigh.

Guns?
Yep! A veteran involved so access to guns is NOT A PROBLEM. Suffice it to say RantWoman's attitude toward guns is dissimilar to the views of the average veteran. RantWoman's assessment: reference to guns understandable for a situation., whatever rantWoman's preference would be. So far, no indication of any inclination toward gun irresponsibility or self-harm.

Money: Rules. Finances. Falling into the cracks between programs. Enough technology acquired without help from the Friendly Neighborhood center that we or at least RantWoman see clearly how some of what we do might help, at least enough to try again about one source of financial assistance.

This constitutes a good day.

Wednesday, March 22, 2017

Camas Friends Discerns Way forward

Camas friends Rejects Authoritarian Path

RantWoman posts this link as:

1. Mental note to hold NWYM and all presently or in recent past affiliated with it in the Light. RantWoman is humble about thinking the word soap opera might somehow be applicable. Hold that point in the Light as well.

2. Appreciation of Divine sense of humor: somehow God plunked the two most theologically divergent strands of Quakerism as embodied by North Pacific  and Northwest Yearly Meetings right in geographic proximity and told them both they are Quakers and then told them they are supposed to get along about it.

Along with everything else on RantWoman's hold in the Light list today...

Friday, March 17, 2017

Erasure stops here: March Announcement and History

The short version:

There is a march tomorrow, Saturday march 18 at 5 pm at 23rd and Union  in response to the situation at the Umoja Peace Center.

This is an important way for Friends to show up for racial justice and to increase awareness about Seattle's history of race-based redlining for all the people streaming into Seattle.

Map of Redlining in Seattle
Alright, alright I will add a caption for people who don't detect the Alt Text:
Map of Redlining in Seattle





Here is one video about this history.
https://www.facebook.com/search/top/?q=european%20dissent%20seattle


Here also is a link to a Seattle Times about related real estate issues.
http://www.seattletimes.com/seattle-news/politics/central-area-eviction-of-activist-spurs-protest-as-redevelopment-looms


Here is a statement from the Seattle Black Book Club facebook event
Gentrification must stop here!

 This week the Sherrif's and Seattle Police Department participated in an illegal eviction of long time resident and elder, Omari Tahir-Garrett along with the Umjafest Peace Center from the Midtown Block in the Central District. The comes on the heels of recent attempts by Hugh Bangasser of Bill Gates Sr. firm K&L Gates to switch the locks to Black Dot without legal authority to do so.


 Africatown has received investment and has the opportunity to purchase Midtown property, one of the most underutilized city blocks in the city, for Black ownership and development. However, wealthy developers of Seattle are illegally doing whatever they can to prevent this from happening. We must not let the developers win, we need all good and decent people to show up and help keep our community rooted.


 For too long we've allowed Black bodies to be exploited in this economic system, which was built off of the most extreme form of exploitation of our ancestors. We will not sit idly by and allow this process of abuse to continue to our communities. The Central District is a historically Black neighborhood, and we are demanding inclusive development to keep Black communities rooted in the city.


 While we've received public support and denouncements of the illigal displacement taking place at Midtown from Seattle elected officials, we know this is not enough. We must have a presence in the CD, and put political pressure on the ultra-wealthy developers that believe Black people and communities are disposable. We are calling for a demonstration this Saturday, March 18th, at 5 pm to say that we are not disposable, and that we will no longer stand for the continued abuse of the Black community by the elites of Seattle.


 We demand that GENTRIFICATION STOPS HERE!


 Come to 23rd and Union this Saturday, 3/18, @ 5 pm. Show up, come out, and spread the word. We need all hands on deck with this one!


 For those that can't join us, please donate what you can, and share this event far and wide.


www.fundedjustice.com/saveumojafest?fb_ref=share__66WsRe


RantWoman personal comments, uncharacteristically in first person:
The video covers really important history of direct action in Seattle. It touches on Redlining. The CD is historically african american because the rest of the city was closed to people of color, basically. I learned from the video that the UW was one of the first universities in the country to include covenants in real estate sales agreements saying people could never sell to African Americans.

It is vital to lift up this history for all the people new to Seattle. I would love to see this lead to steps that prevent further displacement and make sure there continues to be a place in the new Seattle for people who are part of this important history.

The Times article makes no mention of proposals in another video including community land trust or community partnerships to develop more affordable housing in the area. The article does mention disputes and real estate deals that keep falling through so MAYBE there is opportunity to take steps that prevent displacement AND increase the supply of affordable housing.

I feel personally connected to this story because I lived at two different locations near the Umoja Peace center in the 1990's. It was in the middle of the crack epidemic. When I dod not want co-workers to be frightened I told them I lived in West Madrona. One of my small acts of witness was to refuse to sign an invitation the police department left me,. They wanted me to authorize them to investigate any signs of intrusion without me calling them. I did not really own anything worth stealing: if someone wanted to carry away my way underpowered corporate surplus desktop computer, they deserved the back pain of lugging it around.

More recently, I got a market research call about my interest in having a Metropolitan Market at either 23rd and Union or 23rd and Jackson. I said, not so much. It just seems like one more thing making the area unaffordable. Plus there are two perfectly good Safeways and a number of other stores already in that area. though I do not know what will happen to the Promenade at 23rd and Jackson as that gets redeveloped.

It has been a long time since I caught the #48 bus at 23rd and Union to go to Meeting. Now I catch it earlier in the route and the most interesting religious moments come from an Ethiopian Orthodox church down the block from "my" bus stop. But as a person of faith who strives to live my faith in public engagement, I need to offer some further reflections.

Often while I waited I would watch well-dressed African Americans arrive for services at Mt. Calvary Christian Center  I asked some of them where they lived: many had already moved out of Seattle to places like Renton though they clearly were willing to make the drive back for Sunday church. I have no current information about congregational life or about the work that church does to help steer youth away from crime and drugs.

And talk about ironies: now instead of the Philly Cheese Steak shop, at the corner now there is a legal weed shop. The Philly Cheese Steak shop, an important point of contact for queer people of color has moved further south, closer to where I live now.

But here we are venturing into the realm of calorie hazards, usually reserved for my other blog. There I promise further meditations on appalling foods such as chicharrones! Crisis! WHERE will I send people for chicharrones if Promenade goes away?

Thursday, March 16, 2017

On Carrying a Concern: VERY cool resource

WAY Cool resource.

On Carrying A Concern

The Podcasts
On Carrying A Concern Podcast Episodes

Hiccup from the intro:
"We don't want this stuff to be Google-able?"

Why the hell not?

RantWoman has a twitch about true presentation in the streams of google. RantWOman has this twitch partly because RantWoman deals far too much with Google autocorrecting incorrectly.

Earth to RantWoman if you insist on Blog as Quaker Journal, you get to just accept what comes along and interact as led.

Podcasts are a great good thing, with two comments.
--Despite RantWoman's longstanding geekiness, RantWoman is somehow twitchy about downloading and cataloging podcasts. RantWoman does not particularly think sorting this out is particularly the job of any podcaster, but ...

--Voices with normal human inflection are generally preferable to computer generated voices. Okay, yeah, but RantWoman has the blind person adaption to accelerated speed and admits she may sometimes be impatient with voices at normal speed.

One technological hiccup which RantWoman notes and will celebrate when gone:

RantWoman hopes and expects that when she listens to something on a site that there will be keyboard controls for whatever media player is embedded in the site. RantWoman did not find any such. Once the podcast downloaded, RantWoman knows how to deal with Windows Media Player.

RantWoman GREATLY appreciates the intro and statements about support, the language, and the stories included. RantWoman means to check back or figure out subscribing.

Thursday, March 9, 2017

Stand with the Sikh Community Saturday March 11

ACTION ALERT
Standing with the Sikh Community

Below is a sign-on letter for religious leaders that the Church Council plans to present to the Sikh community on Saturday, March 11, at the Community Unity Rally held from 11 a.m. - 1 p.m. at Kent Lutheran Church. As you feel called, please sign onto the letter.


As religious leaders from congregations throughout Rev. Martin Luther King, Jr. County and beyond, we share our profound shock and sorrow upon learning of the shooting of Mr. Deep Rai. We offer our prayers and thoughts for his full and speedy recovery with deep consolation for his family.

We are horrified that such an attack was directed as a result of Mr. Deep Rai's Sikh religion and ethnicity. For people of faith, an attack on one person because of their religion is an attack on us all. We stand in solidarity with all our Sikh neighbors in the Puget Sound region and the U.S. and will do everything in our power to uphold and affirm the free expression of your faith and the full rights and dignity that you enjoy as human beings and children of God.

Indeed, the Sikh religion, rooted in values such as faith in God, community, equality and social justice, has much to teach us and our nation. We open our hearts in friendship and cooperation with the Sikh community to strengthen our bonds of unity amidst our diversity. May we all be strengthened in the belief and commitment that we are all tied together in the pursuit of "life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness" for all. 

Church Council of Greater Seattle | (206) 525-1213 | www.thechurchcouncil.org
STAY CONNECTED
Church Council of Greater Seattle | 4820 S. Morgan St., Seattle, WA 98118

Gas. Oregon. Kiswahili

RantWoman dedicates this blog post link to her facebook troll, one of many Christians RantWoman observes saying what RantWoman considers vile uninformed xenophobic and islamophobic things about Muslims.

The Prophet Jesus Peace be upon him would like to buy your gas today

#NoBanNoWall

Tuesday, March 7, 2017

Gonic Friends Meeting: No Ban No Wall. Gonic Meeting Welcomes All

Go New England Yearly Meeting.

RantWoman thanks her Twitter / messaging feed for bringing her this lovely example of:

--concise Quaker witness including several examples of appropriate Quaker vocabulary

--publishing Truth in a more modern ( and accessible to RantWoman) medium than dusty pamphlets.




No Ban No Wall Gonic Meeting welcomes All
What does Love Require of You?
NEYM Advices and Queries
neym.org

 
And while we are at it, a lovely topical item too important to keep cooped up in a private email list.

AFSC 4 tips for talking about ...Muslim Ban

Sunday, March 5, 2017

Looking for Quakers who want to go see Bad Panda.


RantWoman thanks her Facebook Feed for serving up the following opportunity. RantWoman means it about wanting to find a clump of people to go with. RantWoman also wants this post to stay clean and focused. But RantWoman has A LOT to say about some other things and GUESSES she is supposed to be grateful for the opportunity to say what is on her mind. Bless us oh lord in thy abundance. But first, Bad Panda:


Bad Panda graphic: text as below on the Left and Panda face on theRight.
 
 
 
Our heartfelt and hilarious season begins with Bad Panda, a play by Megan Gogerty of the Iowa Writer’s Workshop that’s been performed from Beijing to Baltimore and is receiving its Northwest Premier in Seattle directed by Kate Huisentruit!

When Gwo Gwo and Marion become the last two pandas on earth, the heat is on as they attempt to repopulate. There’s just one small problem- Gwo Gwo has fallen in love with Chester, a crocodile.

When Marion ventures out of the enclosure and returns with a bouncing baby panda and Gwo Gwo begins to examine the difference between predator and prey, the three must navigate the challenges of co-parenting, identity politics, postpartum depression, and what it takes to be a Good Pan...da.

Join us for this zoological exploration of non-traditional families playing March 23rd through April 8th in association with Theatre Off Jackson.

THE CAST
Gwo Gwo: Richard Sean Glen
Marion: Helen Martin
Chester: Michael Ryan Blackwood

THE CREATIVE TEAM
Director: Kate Huisentruit
Stage Manager: Jordan Talbot
Dramaturg: Claire Koleske
Lighting Design: Keny Dutton
Costume Design: Eleanor Withrow
Scenic Design: Caitlin McCown
Props Design: Emma Ambacher
Sound Design: Erik Siegling
Choreography: Anthony Pallozzi
Build Crew: Konstantin Lazarov
Run Crew: Kayla Reynolds

Theatre Off Jackson
409 7th Ave S, Seattle WA 98104

SHOW TIMES and DATES
Doors open at 7:30 and show starts at 8pm
Thursday, March 23rd
Friday, March 24th
Saturday, March 25th
Thursday, March 30th
Friday, March 31st
Saturday, April 1st
Thursday, April 6th
Friday, April 7th
Saturday, April 8th

TICKET PRICES
General Admission: $20 in advance / $25 at the Door
TPS Member: $15 in advance / $17 at the Door
Student/Senior: with ID $12 in advance / $14 at the Door


OUR MISSION
Fantastic.Z is Seattle’s LGBTQ theatre company. An artist founded and run company presenting the Puget Sound with quality theatre focused through a queer lens. In addition to our community outreach and education programs, Fantastic.Z strives to bring fierce, entertaining and passionate theatre while giving a voice to the LGBTQ community and its allies. Fantastic.Z Theatre is a not for profit 501c3 company.
 
 
 
 

Thursday, March 2, 2017

We're Still Not There: A Practical Guide to Resistance | Full Frontal wi...

Awesome and pretty old-school inspiration to keep on keeping on.

Really UP way to celebrate Black History Month




Wednesday, March 1, 2017

Worship: Bus, oatmeal, bananas

Has RantWoman mentioned the spiritual and physical gifts of bus ridership, in say the last 10 minutes? By Gifts, RantWoman means: time for things other than driving, an above it all visual perspective from riding in the biggest passenger vehicles on the road, much greater physical comfort at least for RantWoman than in many cars, the always spiritually enriching er challenging frisson that comes from finding that of God among which ever strands of rolling anthropology project one is travelling among on a given day, and never to forget that sometimes blurry line between bus reality and worship.

Never mind. Time for another journey, involving various modes of transportation,  to exotic Planet RantWoman. RantWoman was on one of her cyclical bus journeys from A to B. RantWoman opened one of the daily bible apps on her phone.  And the Lord Spake Unto RantWoman....

The Lord said "Okay RantWoman, this time the Text to Speech will work. We will not ask whether the reason it did not work last time you opened the app was something you and your device did or something that someone else complained about and got fixed. The point is this time it will work and you will be grateful.

"It will work and you will be grateful and then, when you are already praying for things to soothe your soul and not further inflame your need to elder others, when you are on fire with concern about divisiveness and the logistics of trying to round up immigrants and the human rights outrage of the day, in the daily meditation I will send you Rwanda, and Rwanda at and after the period of fear mongering and  genocidal killings among people not very different from each other."

Holy CRAP God, can't we just tell people to use their search engines on the phrase Africa Great Lakes Initiative  stick to conflicts and soap operas closer to home.

Apparently not.

RantWoman went about the rest of her day and the activities due at her destination and then at home. First  activities presided over by the Queen of Spades, She who Will NOT be disregarded, She who Demands a minimum daily requirement of Human cat furniture time. Laundry was also involved. So was missing an always wonderful Quaker event. Sigh.

And lo, the next day the Lord or at least NPR Spake unto RantWoman. First it was the 75th anniversary of #EO9066, the executive Order that led to the internment of over 100,000 Americans of Japanese Descent.

Then a death notice, a death notice for a convicted terrorist. Even convicted terrorists deserve lawyers, but this convicted terrorist got stuck in RantWoman's mind because of issues to do with the last of his lawyers and her interpreter.  The short version: the lawyer and the interpreter both wound up facing charges. Court interpreting was not the interpreter's regular beat. One thing led to another and the interpreter wound up being a code of ethics case study of many things not to do for a  professional association meeting RantWoman once attended. And the lawyer lingers in RantWoman's highly unusual sampling of Life Experiences Involving Lawyers.

Lo, the Lord again spake unto RantWoman. The Lord suggested that since RantWoman had not gotten her act together to tend to various matters of breakfast food supply, RantWoman should go in search of ...oatmeal at a nearby newly remodeled fast food emporium, and this before it was time for Oatmeal people to ride the bus to Meeting.

The bus ride and other events transpired and RantWoman settled into worship.

The Lord again spake unto RantWoman, several times: "RantWoman don't go to Rwanda today. Your audience will not get there with you."

"And the lawyer message: that's a message for another moment."

As it was, God served up a seriously Quaker banquet:
 A lengthy message from a travelling visitor exhorting those worshipping together to get over / examine / repent of unearned privilege. The ministry went on a good while with several pauses. It earned at least 3 audible eye rolls from Eye Roller friend, but the speaker seemed not disturbed.

 Two messages related to the Internment. deal with history, moral ambiguity, and how much human gestures like treating the people in the camps like human beings, spending scarce fuel and tire resources to bring necessities to the camps and being willing to hire them after the war mattered

RantWoman does not remember whether there were other messages during worship, but Joys and Concerns overflowed with a headier mix than people's individual prayer requests and celebrations.

RantWoman finally was given the right Please hold in the Light words to speak both about moral choices in the matter of mass undocumented immigrant roundup logistics and about a personal connection where she can do exactly NOTHING except pray

Then another Friend, new to Meeting and ardently eloquently seeking spiritually,  also offered passionate ministry about how by the hundredth time someone calls one a Nazi it gets a little tiresome and we need to love listen to.. people who voted for and support The Orange One (RantWoman's term; the speaker was more respectful than RantWoman is capable of being.)

RantWoman DEEPLY reveres Love Our Trump Voters Friend but is going to have to season how to say more or what will respond to his specific seeking.

Start Small. Yep. RantWoman has a goodly number of Trump voters in her life as well. And yep, "how to be a better Christian" around such people also seems like a HIGHLY topical question.

RantWoman is not clear to Blog about Love our Trump Voters Friend's highly exotic to RantWoman transportation issue except to insert her own perspectives: RantWoman really DIGS having elbow room while travelling at times when the bus is not overcrowded.  RantWoman also acknowledges some inconvenient truths about this problem. RantWoman promises to season. In the meantime, RantWoman's quest after the latest iteration of transportation conversation: how to get both  the bananas and the eggs home unscathed by bus.

For now, may the Lord bless and keep the bananas and the clerks who best just hand the bananas to RantWoman to bag!