Minga Claggett-Borne
Minga Claggett-Borne

I’m thinking about our grandmothers, about endurance, occupying our hearts with joy, bathing our actions with justice. I live in Cambridge, MA the people’s republick. I’ve played games like Apples to Apples and thought about what would TinTin put in a smoothie. I’ve invited friends over to make sushi, I’ve started a quilting project, I’ve recycled more paper that I can imagine. Two years ago when I started this blog, I had running dates with girlfriends. Now I have 7 am dates to pick up trash along the river. I used to play tennis, now I do yoga. I worked part-time at a hospital, then I got laid off. What do you do with your days. I love and laugh. I ponder, How can we act towards newcomers as if they were our brothers? Is society becoming c0-dependent with drugs? Can the Occupy movement teach us new paths to justice? So, to my Friends, friends and yet to make friends, let’s try to make 2012 the best year yet.

Why start a blog in the tangle of words swirling in cyberspace? I want to plunge deep, and seek truth. Truth can’t be a solitary adventure. My audacious hope is that I can ask hard questions and be open to new wisdom. We write to learn to act. We act for the betterment of our great-grandchildren. Quakers have a unique manner of listening to Spirit’s nudgings along with insights from the Meetings voices. I’m a mother, a teacher, a potter, a war tax resister, and a world traveler. We all need guidance in such courageous activities, myself especially.