Tonight -

An old friend calls.  We have not spoken in years.  Her brother died, just died.  She has been grieving this last year.   Her son has a baby boy.   They gave him an old Hebrew name and an Arabic name in their prayer for peace.  Welcome,  Ramiel Said Gordon.   If only it could be that easy, peace found and cultivated, in the naming of our children.  If only we truly could have peace, each one of us within, and between, and in the embrace of us all.  I so want the sanctity of peace,  and I know we need some creative tension in our lives, and can't that be found in daily watching the sun stroke the sky, and the earth open up new paths for seeds?