We listened to Germans, French and one from the Netherlands. While in Iceland we heard their tales of the refugee crisis. There are no easy answers. Human beings need sanctuary. The homeless have fled the carnage and ravages of war and have come to the richest of the European countries. Most bring a desire for work, education for their children, a home and safety. They also bring their faith, a sharp contrast to those long settled in Europe. This difference, together with the monetary cost and temporary upheaval have unsettled and disturbed the Europeans. They are struggling in their governments and in the consciences of each individual, causing some divisions among families and friends.
These stories we heard are not new. In fact, they are all too familiar to those of us who have lived through the migrations of the displaced in World War II, Vietnam and more recent conflicts. To be sure, we have all have seen conflicts about differences closer to home.....in our own families, neighborhoods and local governments.
While immersing ourselves in the culture of Iceland, there was a city council meeting back here in our home town of Hot Springs, SD. On return we heard that the council and citizens in attendance were deeply divided over some issues regarding the finances of our local tourist attraction/health club called Evans Plunge. This Plunge is the oldest tourist attraction in the Black Hills and has been a year-round destination for local residents seeking to improve their health and well being. It offers all types of exercise, including the healing mineral waters for swimming and the hot tubs, sauna and steam room that are conducive to relief of aching muscles, as well as a social oasis during the darkest days of winter.
We returned from our "Viking" adventure to the furor of residents who wanted the city to carry all debt to those who wanted some cuts to assist the health of the city finances. Each person had an opinion. Each one wanted it resolved in their way. Each wanted what they felt was best for the city.
There was another meeting by the Plunge Advisory Committee that oversees the Plunge and its finances. They listened to all sides, from "close the golf course, to keep the Plunge open all days, some days, shorten hours, raise rates, lower rates, market more", and on and on.
This committee had yet another meeting. They made compromises in an attempt to appease all sides. They presented their findings at the next city council meeting. Wonder of wonders, each and every council member voted for their compromise! Each council member seemed to appreciate the hard work and decisions made by the advisory group.
I sat in quiet awe. I felt a feeling such as a wave of good karma had filled the chamber. Anger had dissipated and an overwhelming calm was left in its wake. I observed first hand how a small group of determined volunteers had done their extensive research, dismissed their egos and tweaked their initial proposal for the general good.
It can be done. It was done in our small community of Hot Springs, SD. Long may it continue, both here and, just maybe, fingers crossed, it can happen "out there!"
Saturday, September 26, 2015
Sunday, September 20, 2015
Hello and Goodbye to Iceland
We recently returned from the land of the geysirs, waterfalls, glaciers, volcanoes and geothermal used in heating homes, businesses and greenhouses. There are numerous hot springs that are also used by the locals throughout the country for their recreational soaks and social gatherings. Many have been made into outdoor pools, used through out all seasons because of their temperatures averaging 100 degrees. The American and Eurasian tectonic plates which are pulling apart at the rate of a few centimeters a year, can be seen right through the middle of the country.
I was confused. It is also the land of the Vikings. The Vikings were known as explorers, conquerors and pillagers. They could travel miles by water, on oceans and up rivers. It is known that they explored America long before Columbus. And yet, today, the people of this country appeared friendly, kind and extremely polite. You never heard the angry tooting of a car horn or saw the police. Crime is almost non-existent. We saw no beggars, homeless or indigent. The streets were clean and bike/hiking paths were numerous and well-used.
Parliament began here, long before any other country. They settled their disputes by law. When there was an issue over legal issues by two sides - pagans and Christians, it was settled by one man. He mulled it over during one night and made his decision: Christianity would be the official religion but paganism would be allowed in private. There was no bloodshed over this decision. All accepted it and went back to their homes and lives.
In present day Iceland there is no army. Tax money is used on health care and education. Where is the Viking spirit? Perhaps it is channeled into their environmental exploration and their conquering of world visitors through their extensive and convenient tourism spirit using all of their natural resources that appeal to both the adventuresome seeking adventure on the glaciers and river rafting and those who simply want to observe the natural wonders or soak in the warm healing natural mineral waters.
I left Iceland with appreciation for all they have achieved in our world of today, but, as always when I return from another country, with gratitude for my country, with all it flaws and struggles. We can learn from visiting other cultures, hopefully taking the best of what they have to offer and merging it gradually into our own.
Grandma may have had the best recipe for her marvelous bread or chocolate cake, but that does not eliminate some amount of improvement with a dash of a spice from some foreign land. Mixing, blending, while retaining the essence of a way of life, just might bring some enrichment in an unexpected way.
Perhaps when jet lag has evaporated I may return to some adventures in Iceland, but for now I will leave this journey and get some much needed rest.
I was confused. It is also the land of the Vikings. The Vikings were known as explorers, conquerors and pillagers. They could travel miles by water, on oceans and up rivers. It is known that they explored America long before Columbus. And yet, today, the people of this country appeared friendly, kind and extremely polite. You never heard the angry tooting of a car horn or saw the police. Crime is almost non-existent. We saw no beggars, homeless or indigent. The streets were clean and bike/hiking paths were numerous and well-used.
Parliament began here, long before any other country. They settled their disputes by law. When there was an issue over legal issues by two sides - pagans and Christians, it was settled by one man. He mulled it over during one night and made his decision: Christianity would be the official religion but paganism would be allowed in private. There was no bloodshed over this decision. All accepted it and went back to their homes and lives.
In present day Iceland there is no army. Tax money is used on health care and education. Where is the Viking spirit? Perhaps it is channeled into their environmental exploration and their conquering of world visitors through their extensive and convenient tourism spirit using all of their natural resources that appeal to both the adventuresome seeking adventure on the glaciers and river rafting and those who simply want to observe the natural wonders or soak in the warm healing natural mineral waters.
I left Iceland with appreciation for all they have achieved in our world of today, but, as always when I return from another country, with gratitude for my country, with all it flaws and struggles. We can learn from visiting other cultures, hopefully taking the best of what they have to offer and merging it gradually into our own.
Grandma may have had the best recipe for her marvelous bread or chocolate cake, but that does not eliminate some amount of improvement with a dash of a spice from some foreign land. Mixing, blending, while retaining the essence of a way of life, just might bring some enrichment in an unexpected way.
Perhaps when jet lag has evaporated I may return to some adventures in Iceland, but for now I will leave this journey and get some much needed rest.
Soaking in the mineral waters of the Blue Lagoon
Saturday, September 5, 2015
Through the Eyes of a Child
When do things change? When do we lose taking the normal breathes from our stomach as a baby does? When do we lose our daring to hope? When do we lose the dreams?
Somewhere between childhood and maturity we discard the sense of wonder at the beauty around us, long taken for granted. We become jaded, afraid to love and be hurt.
We become wise and cautious. We learn to be careful. We have been hurt too many times to count. We choose safety, but somewhere in the tangle of our lives we lose the marvel surrounding us in each sunset, flower, bird, butterfly and crawling insect. When I was a child I studied everything around me.....rocks, turtles, chipmunks, salamanders, night crawlers, trees. I watched them closely, at times touched them, held them and admired them.
Children observe and listen to all around them. As we mature we tend to listen less and spout our views. There is much to be said for acquiring wisdom, but in the process, let us never lose our sense of amazement in the world around us. Let us listen, behold, and age with grace and a dogged belief in miracles.
Somewhere between childhood and maturity we discard the sense of wonder at the beauty around us, long taken for granted. We become jaded, afraid to love and be hurt.
We become wise and cautious. We learn to be careful. We have been hurt too many times to count. We choose safety, but somewhere in the tangle of our lives we lose the marvel surrounding us in each sunset, flower, bird, butterfly and crawling insect. When I was a child I studied everything around me.....rocks, turtles, chipmunks, salamanders, night crawlers, trees. I watched them closely, at times touched them, held them and admired them.
Children observe and listen to all around them. As we mature we tend to listen less and spout our views. There is much to be said for acquiring wisdom, but in the process, let us never lose our sense of amazement in the world around us. Let us listen, behold, and age with grace and a dogged belief in miracles.
Tuesday, September 1, 2015
And They Still Want to Close Our VA!
SEPTEMBER IS SUICIDE PREVENTION MONTH_
(From the Military Order of the Purple Heart)
This tragic epidemic reflects severe strains on military
personnel burdened with more than a decade of combat in Iraq and Afghanistan,
complicated by anxiety over the current prospect of being forced out of a
shrinking force.
www.mentalhealth.va.gov,
[2] to better explain what mental health resources are available to veterans.
Cpl. Hunt's case is often cited as an example of the problems
within the VA.
He told his Mother in March 2011 that he would not go
back to the VA because dealing with them was just too stressful. Two weeks
later, he locked himself in his apartment, and committed suicide.
11 years, it is the younger female veterans, aged 18 to
29, that kill themselves at nearly 12 times the rate of non-veterans.
There is no reason why a service member or a veteran
should ever feel that they are alone, or worse-that there is no reason to go on
living.
Bloggers note:
I am publishing this article in today's blog and wonder each time I read statistics such as these why the government is still trying to close down our VA which has one of the best programs in its Domiciliary for PTSD, substance abuse, brain trauma and other emotional issues common to veterans.
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