Tuesday, December 27, 2022

For Just a Moment, I'm Sure She Was There


 By Marilyn Moore


I heard a variation of this sentence several times at holiday gatherings, “For just a moment, I’m sure she was there.”  Words spoken by a friend, in wonder and awe and uncertainty, describing the sense that her mom, who died recently, was there in the room at a family gathering.  For just a moment…seemingly unseen by others, but there, definitely there.  Not just a memory, but…there. Some spoke of not seeing, but hearing the voice, of a parent or grandparent who is no longer living.  Another friend said, somewhat hesitantly, “I talk to them,” and the person sitting next to her said, in a rush, and with relief to hear those words, “So do I.” 




I believe these experiences are real, and that they are true. Several years ago I first learned of the Celtic understanding of “thin places,” those places, or times, where the veil between this world and heaven becomes so thin that we sense we are on the threshold, we sense the presence of God, the Divine, the Holy…. The thin places may be places, like mountaintops (where the air is thin) or sea or prairie horizons (where the sea or land blends into the sky, as one).  Thin places may be times, like dawn, or dusk, where it is neither daylight nor darkness, but the moments between.  And they may be experiences, with music, or art, or an intensely loving moment among two or more people, in which a sense of the presence of the Holy is present.  I’ve experienced these places, and times, and moments…and they are soul-sustaining.




I’ve since come to know that many cultures and faiths have expressions and experiences similar to the thin places.  The Iroquois prophet said, “The distance between our surface world and the world of the spirits is exactly as wide as the edge of the maple leaf.”  Thin, indeed…. 

In Iceland, I heard stories of kindling elves, part of traditional Icelandic culture, who are able to slip easily between realms.  They are described as gatekeepers; I like to think of them as the creatures of the light, escorting others from one realm to the next.  

And in our present physical world, we learned this summer from images from the James Webb telescope that we are able to “see” planets, stars, and galaxies as they were born billion years ago, and as they are coming into life today.  Wondrous, almost magical….but real, very real.  Time folding across vast expanses, literally more than my mind can comprehend, creates the image of a thin place, both physical and temporal…and my soul soars as I catch my breath in awe.

And what does all this have to do with Mom, who died several years ago, whose chair is empty at the family gathering, being present, not only in memory, but for just a moment, really present, as the family gathers?  Thornton Wilder said that there is a land of the living and a land of the dead, and the bridge between the two is love.  It seems very real to me that if cultures across time and in many corners of the planet have understood that there are moments when one can be in this world and the next, and that if we have watched as very old stars and very new stars are being born, then with love, it is possible to bridge this world and the next…and Mom is there, for just a moment, really there.  

(I am indebted to Dr. Jane Florence for some of the content of this blog. The application to Mom, however firm or shaky it may be, is totally my own.)

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Sunday, December 18, 2022

In the fallout of overturning abortion rights, give the gift of choice this holiday season

 

By Mary Kay Roth

Drive by Lincoln’s Planned Parenthood these days and the landscape changes moment to moment. Clients are coming and going, as always, while pro-life demonstrators camp just outside Planned Parenthood property, barely on the other side of a hedge boundary line. Consistently they block the driveway entry, sport generic fake Planned Parenthood vests and attempt to stuff propaganda into anyone confused enough to open a car window. Some bow in prayer. Others scream out vicious taunts, “baby killer,” “you are going to hell.” 

Yet tension has heightened even more at Planned Parenthood over past months in the aftermath of a Supreme Court ruling that overturned our constitutional right to abortion. Numbers surged for zealous pro-lifers – who became emboldened, louder, nastier – at the same time, a new group of gutsy pro-choice demonstrators joined the fray, counter protesting with irreverent signs and chants.

Each week the unease intensifies.  And the circus is likely to get crazier in January as the Nebraska Legislature convenes with abortion debate looming large. In numerous Republican state legislatures, the fight is no longer whether to ban abortions, but how severely to do so.

I am a volunteer for Planned Parenthood, standing sentry on the other side of the property line. Over the last few years my purpose has been a quiet one, walking women from their cars to the front door – and back – hoping to help them feel safe and welcome, serving as something of a buffer to the onslaught of harassment. 

This holiday season, frankly, I am growing weary of watching bullies torment women who simply want to make decisions about their own bodies. So, instead of wrapping up something with a pretty bow, I propose we start making some noise – and show up in the Nebraska Legislature to fight.   All I want for Christmas this year – for our daughters, granddaughters, sisters, mothers – is the gift of choice.  

“We have a collective story about freedom, the freedom to choose our own destiny,” says Thia Hartley, one of the pro-choice demonstrators.  “No one but you can choose how many children you birth or the timing of your pregnancies, whether or not to end a pregnancy resulting from rape or incest, or to have an abortion to save your life.  Someone else’s religion or politics can’t rule our reproductive lives”

Hartley explains her aim is to help reclaim the space co-opted by pro-life demonstrators – to make sure volunteers and clients know they are not alone. 
“I’m trying to represent the majority of people who are on the side of reproductive freedom and give them an outlet to make their beliefs known.”

Oddly enough, Republican-dominated Nebraska is now perhaps the nation's most unlikely harbor for abortion services. Since the fall of Roe v. Wade, Nebraska, with its Republican governor and state legislature – a state that gave Donald Trump a 19 percent victory over Joe Biden – has emerged as a haven for abortion access.

In fact, since the ruling, Planned Parenthood clinics in Lincoln and Omaha — two of the three in Nebraska that provide abortion services — have seen an increase in the number of people from outside the state seeking support. 

As a volunteer I see license plates from conservative states across the Midwest, cars sometimes pulling U-Hauls, others stuffed full of random possessions.  And I am overcome with a sense that the Court’s ruling placed the greatest burden on people who need access to health care the most, women with few resources to allow them to travel hundreds of miles from their homes.

“It was the Roe V Wade decision that was the catalyst for my protest actions,” says Judy King, an audacious pro-choice demonstrator who sometimes sports a tutu and dances around people holding pro-life signs –blasts rock-and-roll music to drown out the hecklers.    

“As an activist the most beneficial thing I can do to protest the pro-life movement is to show up and not let them own the space out in front of Planned Parenthood,” King explains. “Just showing up gives others the courage to do the same thing.  It shows people that you don’t have to be submissive. You can get out there and be brave.”

Last summer, immediately following the Supreme Court ruling, Nebraska Republicans' hopes to fast-track draconian abortion laws were thwarted when Gov. Pete Ricketts opted not to call a special session – when he learned he would fall short of the 33 votes needed for passage.

Such setbacks are odd given the state’s history as a leader in abortion restrictions, enacting the country’s first law banning abortion after 20 weeks of pregnancy.

Currently in Nebraska: 
  • Abortion is legal up to the 20th week of pregnancy (except in the municipalities of Hayes Center, Blue Hill, Stapleton, Arnold, Paxton, Brady, Hershey and Wallace, where abortion has been outlawed by local ordinance).
  • Exceptions that may allow an abortion after that time: To save the pregnant person’s life; to preserve the pregnant person’s physical health.
  • Private insurance policies generally cover abortion only in cases of life endangerment.
  • If you are under the age of 18, a parent or legal guardian must give you permission.
  • A patient must receive state-directed counseling that includes information designed to discourage the patient from having an abortion, and then wait 24 hours before the procedure is provided.
“My grandfather's first wife died of blood poisoning in 1905 after aborting herself with a crochet needle,” says Mo Neal, a pro-choice demonstrator who helped start the local RuthsForChoice on Facebook and TikTok.  “My mother had a back-alley abortion in the early 1940's. She was terrified but so damn lucky she survived intact … Like millions of women, we were furious at the Supreme Court …so we decided to push back.”

Battlelines are definitely drawn at the approach of Jan. 4, opening day for the 2023 session of the Nebraska Legislature – with senators now cradling the future of Nebraskans’ reproductive rights in their arms.  

Last spring Gov. Ricketts was crystal clear in his intentions (and most likely those of the incoming governor) to change Nebraska’s state law and prohibit abortions starting at 12 weeks.

Pro-choice advocates are bracing for a fight: “Abortion is still legal in Nebraska. Now, it is our job to hold our elected officials accountable and remind them that Nebraskans are the second house,” proclaims Claire Wiebe, with Planned Parenthood’s North Central States region “When politicians who want to strip away our rights take office in January, Nebraskans will stand up against continued attacks on our health care and reproductive rights.” 

State Sen. Megan Hunt has promised to use every tool in the toolbox to stand against any bans in Nebraska … “and make sure that we keep the government out of the conversation between a patient and their doctor. But, Nebraskans, we really need you to be here at the Capitol physically, to make sure that these senators’ phones are ringing off the hook, to make sure that anybody who wants to enact a full ban on abortion in Nebraska understands where the people of Nebraska are coming from.” 

If, in fact, the Legislature does further restrict women's access to abortion, the road ahead would be challenging.  A statewide initiative could be used to enact or amend a law, or to amend the state constitution, but would require a petition drive to place it on the ballot.  In addition, statewide initiatives can only be placed on the ballot at the “general election in November in even-numbered years,” which means November 2024 is the earliest all Nebraskans could actually vote on this issue. 

“I remind people to stand up and shout for freedom of reproductive choice,” Hartley says. “We can vote, write our state senator, governor, other politicians, talk to family and friends, protest, counter protest, make reproductive rights a discussion in our own churches and social circles. We are about to face a fight this legislative session to keep reproductive freedom in Nebraska. It would be a damn shame if we lost it for ourselves and especially for future generations. The only way we can lose it is to let it slip away.” 

Rest assured, I will continue to join volunteers at Planned Parenthood every week, standing guard and standing vigil.  I ask you to join me this holiday season and pledge to keep watch and speak out at the upcoming Legislative session.  

Wishing you all, peace on Earth, good will to … women.  




Sunday, December 4, 2022

Tis the Season

by Mary Reiman

Tis the season for...

-Red bows and white lights 

-Inflatable reindeers and snowmen larger than your front yard

-It’s a Wonderful Life and Christmas Vacation

-Lighting Hanukkah candles                                                    


-Special ornaments of days gone by           

-Opening the windows of the Advent calendar each day

-Jingle Bells and Hark the Herald Angels Sing

-Stocking stuffers (so many decorative socks to choose from these days!)

-Decking the Halls with the Lincoln Symphony

-Oyster Stew

-Spritz cookies (and being so very grateful my sister is carrying on the tradition of making them)

Yes, those may all be possible components of your holiday season. Many are traditions we carry with us from our childhoods. Some are new additions to our repertoire in the last few years. 

But really, as the days get shorter, the nights longer, and the temperatures drop...tis the season of casseroles. Yes, casseroles. They transcend the other holiday traditions. They make us happy all year long, but there is something even more special about them in November and December. They bring us joy, a full stomach and most often grand memories of days gone by.  

If you now think this blog doesn’t really speak to you, you might stop here. However, if you continue reading, you might find a new recipe to try this winter!  

Casserole: a kind of stew or side dish that is cooked slowly in an oven.

Google it and the first entry listed is from the Food Network, “47 Comforting Casserole Recipes/Recipes, Dinners and Easy Meal Ideas.” 

I don’t know about you, but yes, I grew up in casserole (some call them 'hot dish') land. And there was nothing better on a cold winter’s night, especially in the midst of a blizzard when the roads were closed, no school, no electricity except the gas stove in the kitchen which provided warmth for our bodies and casseroles for our souls!  Luckily, we grew up in the era of non-electric can openers so we could get the soup can open in spite of the lack of electricity.  

It's a bit difficult to determine who 'invented' casseroles. "Recipes for casseroles start appearing in American cookbooks in the late 19th century but they really grew in popularity during the Depression and World Wars. Vegetables and starches helped to pad a meal so that a small portion of meat could become a more filling dish during times of hardship.They became even more popular in the mid-20th century as a vehicle for leftovers - often bound together with a can or two of condensed cream of what-have-you soup." https://bit.ly/2rpFWeY

Yes, many casserole recipes include Campbell’s soups. I admit there is always a can of soup in my pantry...it’s a staple. Some people may snub their nose at canned soup, preferring to make their own creamy concoction. I don't often have all the ingredients to quickly make the cream sauce so I turn to the can. Personally, I think canned soups are all American and deserving of their place of honor among Andy Warhol’s paintings. 

Canned soup or homemade sauce, you decide. Either way it will be used to create a warm and creamy delight that will definitely fill your soul with happiness.

If you are lucky enough to have family recipes from the past, I am sure you have favorites and many have different names for the same dishes. My hamburger rice casserole is Nancy's mom's beef rice bake. Tuna noodle casserole or tuna au gratin? Same ingredients, different names. Does it matter if the word 'casserole' is in the name?

Having hand written recipes with detailed instructions brings a bit of nostalgia. I heard on the morning show today that ‘nostalgia’ is prevalent in decorating this holiday season. Good to know. Maybe that’s why I’m feeling sentimental about casseroles this year. 

Perhaps it could be a conversation starter at your next holiday gathering. What is everyone's favorite casserole? You know they all have one, even if they won't admit it.

Yes, I have many of mom’s recipes, including her all-time family favorite. She wrote with great detail, and with options...always options! We made copies of this recipe and gave to the family and friends who joined us for her celebration of life in October. I know several have already tried Junebug’s scalloped corn. 

This is a special season for so many reasons, a busy season for most. In and amongst the attempts to find the perfect gifts, getting out the tubs of decorations, going to a tree farm to cut the tree OR walking to the garage and dusting off the artificial tree before taking it in the house, I wish you a month of nostalgic moments, memory making time with family and friends, and the comfort of the flavors of your favorite casserole!  Tis the season...






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