Roisin Dubh

Roisin Dubh - "Rosheen Doo" - the little dark rose - dark rosaleen. Dark Rosaleen is an old, old poem; a call-to-arms disguised as a love song to Dark Rosaleen, a symbol for Ireland. The poem was a call to rescue, preserve and protect ancient Gaelic Ireland from the British. It is a sad and beautiful poem of defeat, outrage and hope. Those poets who kept the dream of Ireland alive did so at the risk of being accused of treason and (murdered) executed.

Citizens of the United States in the year 2006 risk being labelled as "enemy combatants" and detained by our government if we exercise our freedom to speak out against government policies and decisions. We, the People, stand at a crossroads. Will we assert the rights and freedoms guaranteed to us in our nation's Constitution and the Bill of Rights or will we roll over and let the 43rd President of the United States take our rights away?

I intend to use this blog as a tool to stay sane and centered, as one venue for discerning the currents and undercurrents of positive change and transformation at work in the world we live in today. It is my belief that the more clearly we can comprehend and articulate a vision of our potential for evolution and transformation, the more clearly we will be able trace the outlines of the new world struggling to birth itself in the midst of the corruption and death throes of a failing patriarchy, exemplified, I believe, by The Bush Administration.

Each sentence opens the door to at least ten more, rooted in new world views, new sets of information (or at least new ways to relate information sets to each other), and value systems based upon connectedness. This will be a wide-ranging and eclectic blog reflecting my struggle to understand, integrate and describe a vision of a truly free and brave new world. Rob Brezsny may be right, the world really is conspiring to shower us with blessings

"The moment you have in your heart this extraordinary thing called love and feel the depth, the delight, the ecstasy of it, you will discover that for you the world is transformed." Krishnamurti

It is a mystery.