Worldview 1/28/2010

Worldview Interview 1/28/2010

This is a revised posting which includes the link to just the Niños del Lago portion of the 1 hour Chicago Public Radio program. Thanks to my friend Jean you can now click on the link and go directly to the interview.

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Niños del Lago receives radio coverage

Before returning to Guatemala, I was interviewed by Chicago Public Radio's Jerome McDonnell for their Worldview program. The worldview program covers global affairs and has in-depth conversations on world issues and their local impact.

The program will air tomorrow, January 28th. You can hear it on the air on 91.5 at 12:00 and then again at 9:00pm. You can also listen live via streaming on their website at Chicago Public Radio. Otherwise, it will live on their web archive.

What I don't take for granted

I recently received a cool link to vintage ads and found a 1950's ad set in the foreground of the Antigua Arch, probably the most photographed spot in Antigua, Guatemala. I wanted to show you a then vs. now photo and realized that I didn't have a current picture. I have pictures of many things Antigua, but not the famous arch.

I'm not an avid photographer who likes to capture everything I see. I often rely on my mind's eye in exchange for being in the moment. It's just that it hit me that I'd been taking that arch for granted. I know the arch itself isn't a big deal. You get what I'm saying, though, don't you? I ran right out to get a picture.

Antigua Arch 1950's

p.s. Here's what I don't take for granted: everyone who has offered me a room to sleep and a meal during my recent visit to the states (especially Jean's most comfortable bed in the whole world); my renter in the U.S. - she is the absolute best; my new renters here in Antigua - they also are the best; baking cookies with friends; KrisforKids readers; Niños del Lago donors, volunteers and the entire Niños del Lago team; good leaders who move things forward; my family - snow days with my sisters, dinner with my brothers, Christmas Eve with the whole family, and especially the 4th generation; my enduring friendships, new and old; the list goes on......

The Children - Yes!

Have you read "The Invitation" by Oriah Mountain Dreamer, an Indian Elder? I recently ran across it while cleaning files on my computer and preparing for 2010 (I keep poems etc. in a file to look through when I need some inspiration). Here's an excerpt which especially speaks to me --

It doesn't interest me to know where you live or how much money
you have. I want to know if you can get up after a night of
grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone, and do what
needs to be done for our children.

Yes! (Full poem below)

En Español:

Los Niños - Si!

Habeis leido “La Invitación” de Oriah Mountain Dreamer, un anciano indio? Lo encontré hace poco limpiando archivos en mi ordenador y preparándome para el 2010. Guardo poemas y citas en un archivo para echarles un vistazo cuando necesito inspiración. Aquí hay un fragmento que me inspira especialmente:

No me interesa donde vives o cuanto dinero tienes. Quiero saber si puedes levantarte después de una noche de pena Y desesperación, cansado y sin poder moverte, y hacer lo que
Ha de ser hecho por nuestros niños.


Full Poem: The Invitation, May 1994, Oriah Mountain Dreamer, Indian Elder

It doesn't interest me what you do for a living. I want to know
what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your
heart's longing.

It doesn't interest me how old you are. I want to know if you
will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dreams, for the
adventure of being alive.

It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring your moon. I
want to know if you have touched your own center, if you've been
opened by life's betrayals or have become shriveled and closed
from fear of further pain.

I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own,
without moving to hide it or fade it or fix it. I want to know
if you can be with joy, mine or your own; if you can dance with
wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers
and toes without cautioning us to be careful, be realistic, or to
remember the limitations of being human.

It doesn't interest me if the story you're telling is true. I
want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to
yourself, if you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not
betray your own soul.

I want to know if you can be faithful and therefore be
trustworthy. I want to know if you can see beauty even when it's
not pretty everyday, and if you can source your life from ITS

I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine, and
still stand on the edge of a lake and shout "YES!"
to the silver of the full moon.

It doesn't interest me to know where you live or how much money
you have. I want to know if you can get up after a night of
grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone, and do what
needs to be done for our children.

It doesn't interest me who you are, how you came to be here. I
want to know if you will stand in the center of the fire with me
and not shrink back.

It doesn't interest me where or what or with whom you have
studied. I want to know what sustains you from the inside when
all else falls away. I want to know if you can be alone with
yourself, and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty