Mars to Nova Scotia, India and New Zealand
COFFEE WITH WARREN, with Warren Harbeck
Cochrane Eagle, January 14, 2004
The universe is shrinking! The universe is shrinking!
I mean, how else can we understand the current state of communication
that allows a Maritimer fascinated with Mars to sit at our table with
coffee companions from India and New Zealand and reflect together on technology,
global tensions and inner peace?
Former Cochrane residents Ron and Carol Buckley now live near Wolfville,
Nova Scotia, where they own and operate The Old Rectory Bed & Breakfast,
a hospitality facility within walking distance of the Bay of Fundy. Ron,
a retired geologist, wrote:
I JUST READ your Jan. 7 column and thought again about the size of
our universe and our part in it. Really amazing. I have been watching
the pictures coming back from Mars and we truly live in a unique time
slot. During the last Rover exploration on Mars I watched its progress
on the NASA site on the Internet. What a wonder, that both Rover and
now Spirit can roll over to a rock and chemically analyze it and send
the results back to us. We always analyzed rock in mineral exploration
but we had to break off a piece then send it into the lab, wait for
weeks to get the results.
Ron Buckley, Port Williams, NS
MEANWHILE, also with an eye on major events, Cochrane entertainer Candace
Carnie noticed the top story on the TV news one day last summer was about
religiously-motivated taxi bombings in Mumbai (Bombay), India. She wrote
to her friend Raj Patwardhan, who lives in Mumbai, to express her concern.
Raj, a passionate writer, responded most graciously, sending me a poetic
reflection of his on the bombings. Fittingly, he titled it "The Top
IN THE NAME of Religion
when bombs blast
mind is shrapnelled
the Body of Religion
gets nailed in coffins.
In the name of God
when the Satan strikes
eyes are blinded
sounds of guns
smell of death
smokes the prayers...
Who are the winners?
"media barons, vote brokers"
Truth shrouded between the lines
of what is billed
"The Top Story"
Raj Patwardhan, India
THE VERY next day after receiving Raj's lament on the desecration of
life, I received an e-mail from a Maori songwriter in New Zealand on the
sacredness of life. Walter Wiperi wrote:
MY PEOPLE are known for karakia ("prayer") and the kaitiaki
("care takers") of Aotearoa ("land of the long white
cloud"/New Zealand). Karakia has been poured into this land and
we rejuvenate and express that continual connection through song and
I found your site (www.harbeck.ca/cww) while looking for something
else and enjoyed what you said. Please receive this song as gift of
appreciation. Porangimarie ("travel in peace").
Weaver, weave me a coat of colours
A cloak to keep me warm
Weaver, hide me in the shadows of the forest
Where my life, soul was born
In the hands of all that I am
All that I ever was
Shielded from the pain and anguish of love
There beats my mother's heart
Feel the warmth that the birds have given
Take me back to the womb
Guarding this vessel the Spirit within
The night time holds no fear
My sacred love is in the breath of life
And the earth gives me all that I need
Cloak of feathers cover me
That I might journey the night in peace
W. G. Wiperi, New Zealand
THANK YOU. With wisdom like this, perhaps some day an observer on Mars
will look back toward Earth and see that we finally did get peace and
© 2004 Warren Harbeck
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