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Aug
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Have You Seen Ashley Summers?

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Ashley Summers disappeared July 6, 2007 from her Cleveland, Ohio home, and hasn’t returned since.

The media has, for the most part, ignored the story, since Ashley isn’t from an affluent suburb, according to local crime writer/Scene contributor James Renner, known for his investigative work on the Amy Mihaljevic case. “If she’d been a cute young little girl from a rich suburb, you’d know her name. She’d be all over the news. Maybe even on Nancy Grace. But 15-year-old Ashley Summers was from the near-West side of Cleveland, from a ramshackle house on Holmden Avenue where the lawn has been overrun by little kids and dogs.”  The local media put out the family’s press release, but hasn’t bothered to speak with the family, nor have any of the outlets broadcasted any follow-up stories.

The FBI has has an open Missing Person investigation, and the National Center for Missing & Exploited Children placed her on their list last June.

According to information posted on Renner’s blog, The Coldest Cases, Ashley was living with a great-uncle on Holmden Avenue, in a dangerous neighborhood, at the time of her disappearance. Eric “Big Willie” Wilson was a known frequenter of the area at the time. Wilson has been in the news as the man who shot 12-year-old Cookie Thomas, who got caught up in the gunfire from a botched drug deal. Wilson went on the lam and was captured in Montana. He was found guilty last year of kidnapping and raping a woman, who escaped, in 2004.

Renner also brings up another twist: Ashley was known to frequent the McDonald’s on Lorain and the area where Georgina DeJesus and Amanda Berry went missing. Also, Berry’s family got a call after Amanda disappeared, from a man who said she was alive and safe. Ashley’s family received a similar call after she disappeared. Could all three disappearances be linked?

If you have any information on Ashley’s whereabouts, please contact the Cleveland Fugitive Task Force at 216-522-1400, the Cleveland Police Department’s First District at 216-623-5118, the FBI Cleveland Field Office at 216-522-1400, or the National Center for Missing and Exploited Children at 800-THE-LOST. A reward is available.

More information, discussion and latest information available at The Lakewood Observer.

Aug
5th
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WHAT WILL MATTER………… ……… …….

Ready or not….some day….. all this will come to an end.

There will be no more sunrises…. .no minutes…hours or days.

All the things we collected, whether treasured or forgotten…
…will pass on to someone else.

Our wealth, fame and temporal power will shrivel to irrelevance.

It will not matter what we owned or what we were owed.

Our grudges, resentments, frustrations, and jealousies too will finally
disappear.

And so too, will our hopes….ambitions. ….plans. ….and to-do lists
expire.

The wins and losses that once seemed so important will fade away.

At the end……it will not matter where we came from….
.. or on what side of the tracks we lived.

It will not matter whether we were beautiful or brilliant.

Even our gender and skin colour will be irrelevant.

So…. what will matter? How will the value of our days be measured?

What will matter is not what we bought, but what we built…

Not what we got, but what we gave.

What will matter is not our success….. but our significance.

What will matter is not what we learned….. but what we taught.

What will matter is every act of integrity, compassion, courage or
sacrifice that enriched, empowered or encouraged others to live a better
life.

What will matter, is not our competence.. ….but our character.

What will matter, is not how many people we knew…..but how many will
feel a lasting loss when we’re gone.

What will matter, is not our memories…. . but the memories that live in
those who loved us.

What will matter is how long we will be remembered.. ..by whom and for what.

Living a life that matters does NOT happen by accident. It is not a matter
of circumstance but of choice.

So dear brothers and sisters….now is the moment….

Let us choose to live a life that matters!

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SLOW DOWN

Life is not a race. It is a journey.

Getting someplace first, before anyone else, has very little real and lasting
meaning. Seek instead to encourage others to come along, and we’ll find the
journey much more fulfilling.

When we hurry through each moment, we miss out on the richness that could be
ours.

Take the time to live, to experience where we are, rather than being so obsessed
with getting to the next checkpoint.

When we stop demanding to have it all now, we’ll discover that we have plenty
already. Learn to experience joy where we are, and we’ll experience it in abundance.

Yes, it can be wonderfully exhilarating when life is moving quickly. But do not
move so quickly that speed becomes our only experience, for there is so much more
to enjoy.

The terrain of life is filled with wonderful and astounding detail. Slow down and
take in its richness.


Deepak Balani. (dpb)
Blessings


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Apr
22nd
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Ackem. Take two. This is so good.

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http://www.jonvermilyea.com/ongoing/animal-collective---my-girls-video/

So good.

Apr
14th
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Twitter reverses the notion of the group. Instead of creating the group you want, you send it and the group self-assembles.
Apr
2nd
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Sellsumers” : If saving is the new spending, then selling is the new saving.
— trendwatching.com New April 2009 Trend Briefing
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To be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make you everybody else means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight; and never stop fighting.
— e.e cummings (via whatisleft) (via bowlingalleylawyer)
Mar
29th
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Art and design cannot be told apart according to formalist criteria. A chair does not necessarily design make, and a bas-relief in molded resin that looks like abstract expressionism could actually be the germ of a new mass-produced design for a building façade. To find a subtle principle of distinction, one has to transcend aesthetics and fly into the sphere of ethics: While an artist can choose whether or not to be responsive and responsible towards other human beings, by definition a designer must be. In good design, ethics are as important as aesthetics.

Design and Being Just by Paola Antonelli

 Seed Magazine March 23, 2009

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Writing Toronto’s (Hi)Story is my premiere production of a web-specific documentary. The 24-minute program examines the artistic process and origins of 7 of Toronto’s most prolific graffiti and street artists. Created specifically for Toronto’s 175th Anniversary, the project aims to foster a dialogue about this very public form of contemporary art and its role in developing healthy, creative cities.

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Wrecked

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Today, something in me has to ask: As Americans, what are our intentions in regards to activism? In other words, are we just flirting with the idea of helping others because it is popular, or are do we truly care? What will it take to move from a point of ignorance to awareness to action, and make it stick as a lifestyle?

Call me cynical (thank you, journalism,) but I have to ask if our enthusiasm to make a difference in the world comes from a real desire inside of us to help others, or a latent desire to be accepted. I mean, are we doing this because deep inside, we want to “fit in” and right now, saving the earth and saving the people of the earth is the trendy thing to do, or has something struck us so deeply, we can’t help but respond in love and action? I feel that some of us, if we were truly honest (myself included some days,) would have to confess that we really don’t care, and that worries us. That’s the fast track to getting kicked out of the cool club where Save the Earth T-shirts and Free Tibet stickers are de rigueur. But come on: Would some of us actually give a damn if people didn’t tell us to?

Activism has changed our lives through the centuries, from William Wilberforce lobbying for the end of the slave trade in England to Mother Theresa starting a quiet revolution by caring for the dying, but I think many people in the modern Western Hemisphere have had their hearts squashed under a selfish need to seek comfort. Ouch. (By the way, as I point my finger at you, there are three pointing back at me.)

Change, or revolution as it were, is never comfortable. It hurts like hell. It causes us to give up everything we are and everything we have for the belief that the condition of the lives of others is more important than securing our own comfort. I’m sure there were many days when Mother Theresa was hurting and uncomfortable. But her personal comfort mattered little to her in light of offering peace and rest to the dying around her that had suffered a mountain of hardship their entire lives. The center, the key to her happiness and joy, was serving God by serving the dying. (Mark 9:41 - I tell you the truth, anyone who gives you a cup of water in my name because you belong to Christ will certainly not lose his reward.) It had become a “moral imperative,” which is a word I picked up from Andy Stanley’s book Visioneering. Stanley defines “moral imperative” as a vision that has become so ingrained through God’s direction and leading, that, if you do follow through, you feel as though you are disobeying God. Sure, this comes from a Christian perspective, but for those who don’t have the same beliefs, feel free to apply it this way: Is there something in your life that has wrecked you for the ordinary? Is there something you just have to do, and if you don’t do it, you just feel wrong? 

Changing the world becomes a moral imperative for the true revolutionary. It’s something that gets under your skin and digs into every nook and cranny to the point that not doing it feels alien, wrong. It comes out of love, which is the most powerful substance in the universe. Are we willing to be so wrecked? Will we allow the power of invading, eternal, poured out love saturate our lives to the point where our lives are no longer our own? I for one hope so. The power of love (Thanks Huey Lewis) can change the face of the planet if we will give over our comfort in favor of serving others. 

Nothing to add to this at the mo’ but want to reblog in order to reread it and think further about your questions. And it’s been awhile since I’ve read that Visioneering book. Perhaps I need to find myself a copy again.

I really enjoyed this.

I’ve reposted it because the author has made public an often private dialogue. An important dialogue to have in my opinion—the origins of our motivations. 

It is true that ‘we often have to be told to care’ or to be called into action from our default setting of complacency (I am speaking of those of us in North America). But I think that asking these questions of ourselves means that we’re not so wrecked after all.