What would happen if The Great Silent Grandmother Gathering came true?

Grove of pollarded trees behind us as we
stood for peace Saturday
© L Kathryn Grace
All rights reserved

On Saturday, Sharon and I stood for peace outside City Hall, our third week. Under the blue, blue San Francisco sky, we two stood in silence, each in our thoughts, glancing to smile at one another now and then. One thought flared again and again: What would happen if our numbers grew? If we became four? If four became eight, and eight sixteen? What would happen if Sharon Medhi's story, The Great Silent Grandmother Gathering: A Story for Anyone Who Thinks She Can't Save the World, came true?

What if next week, as we turned, stretching our backs to keep them from getting too stiff, we saw another woman standing, facing City Hall? Then, stretching our backs the other way, we saw a fourth woman, there, deep in the grove?

What if, the week after that, there were others, each standing alone, perhaps a few in pairs or threes, scattered about the Joseph B. Alioto Performing Arts Piazza? Some might stand near the north playground, its bright colors glistening purple and green in the sun. Some might stand on the grass, near the homeless people crawling from their sleeping bags and makeshift shelters into the sunlight.

What would they think about, all those women, and perhaps some men too? What would they contemplate as they stood, in silence, facing City Hall?

We are not alone in our quest. It is rare that I am near Golden Gate and Larkin on a Thursday afternoon, but last time I happened by, the people who stand for peace each Thursday were there. In a 2008 SFGate.com article titled Quiet Stand for Peace Each Week, several of the vigil keepers tell why they stand. The Gate quotes one, The Rev. Richard Schaper then of Grace Cathedral: "Some say, 'This is foolish; you can't change the world.' I understand that, but I do it to keep the world from changing me."

Actually, I hope I continue to be changed, as I have been changed standing for peace five minutes nearly every day; but I understand Reverand Schaper's sentiment. Standing for peace gives me a sense of equilibrium, a sense of balancing the fulcrum beneath me, that I might not succumb to the rage I feel at times, witnessing the devastation, pain and suffering that rampant greed and lust for power wreak in my community and across the world.

Standing for peace with Sharon gives me hope that we might yet build a better world for our grandchildren--and theirs. Deep within, at my very core, I know that when thousands of individuals join us in the piazza, join us in plazas all over the Earth, and stand in silence with visions of peace in their hearts, the vision of The Great Silent Grandmother Gathering will come true.

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We stand for peace as part of Grandmothers for Peace San Francisco, which we initiated after an OccupySF peace meditation. You can read about our experience and why we started Grandmothers for Peace Occupy SF on Yes, we did Sit4Change.

12/7/2011: Edited typo in "Yes, we did Sit4Change," immediately above.

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Yes, we did Sit4Change and surprised ourselves

Macy's giant artificial Christmas tree
behind us as we sat for change
© Sharon L Richardson
Used with permission

On Friday I told you about Sit4Change and how I would join others in support of Occupy San Francisco and the entire Occupy movement worldwide. The idea was that through faith, meditation, prayer--whatever spiritual practices we as individuals employ--we might effect personal transformation, and through that, global transformation.

The individual who scheduled the San Francisco action did not clearly define the where we would meet,  nor give many details about the how. In fact, near as we can tell, he or she didn't show up on Saturday. In the end, only my partner and I participated. Here's what happened.

The night before the event, our local news reported that a person carrying guns at the Occupy SF location had been arrested and released on bail, vowing to return on Saturday with an AK47. Neither of us would-be martyrs, but wanting to honor our commitment, and with no further information forthcoming from the organizer, my partner and I decided to sit instead in Union Square. I announced it on the Meetup page, invited others to join us, and designated a subtle sign so they could find us.

On Saturday morning, the two of us made our way downtown. At 9 am, the city was already bustling, the square busier than anticipated. The giant, fake Macy's tree was up and decorations nearly complete. The big crane used to carry workers to the top stood idle. A few skaters sailed around the recently installed ice rink--an annual holiday extravagance, one of two in the city..

View from our Sit4Change spot
© Sharon L Richardson
Used with permission

We picked a spot and sat, facing Macy's. Double decker tourist buses came and went, unloading and reloading. Sleepy singles and couples ambled by, carrying disposable cups of coffee, not one reusable mug in sight. An enormous generator behind us, powering the crane perhaps, roared to life and spit noxious fumes.

Still, committed, and having decided our old knees and backs wouldn't tolerate nearly two hours, we set our timer for 54 minutes, exactly half of the 108 prescribed minutes for the sit, settled in and began our meditation.

Despite the noise and fumes, I felt instantly at peace. As I focused on my breathing, I wondered what about this exercise could possibly be transformative, personally or globally. I gave the thought to the wind and to Spirit and breathed, eyes open, fully awake, aware of all going on around me.

When my bones began to ache, and sure we were near an hour, I glanced at my partner. She glanced back and smiled, pulled out her phone and checked the time. We had about three minutes to go. Reluctant to leave the peace of our meditation, I was grateful when she said, "Can we talk?" Grateful because I knew she meant she wanted to talk about what she had experienced just then.

Without preamble she said, "I want to organize grandmothers for peace to sit like this regularly." My heart skipped a beat. I knew, in that way we do sometimes, that we would do this.

So next week, dear friends, Grandmothers for Peace will occupy San Francisco for the first time, in the spirit of the The Great Silent Grandmother Gathering: A Story for Anyone Who Thinks She Can't Save the World.

I don't claim to have been transformed, but I can tell you that I feel a tremendous sense of peace as we prepare for this first gathering of the grandmothers, even if once more it turns out to be only we two.

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We make peace in a million small ways every day.

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Good news Friday: Ultimate Transformers Sit4Change tomorrow

I wonder if we will remember the date, Saturday November 12, 2011, when people of Spirit around the world came together to sit in quiet meditation for 108 minutes. It's called Sit4Change and takes heed of the non-violent actions of Gandhi, Martin Luther King, and others.

In its call to action, MoveOn.org says,

Practices of spirit, faith and personal transformation have been THE essential, critical ingredient of our most admired social movements-generating compassion, inclusion and sustainability on the road to victory. ... We encourage all Occupy sites to share 108 minutes of expression of the sacred, of ceremony, of prayer and of compassion as individuals, as families, and as communities.

The idea is that, sitting together in Spirit--whatever that means for us as individuals--in support of the Occupy movement, in support of We, the 99 Percent, we effect personal transformation, and that in transforming ourselves, as the woman in the short video below says, we transform globally.

Why I will Sit4Change tomorrow

Not long ago, my sweetie and I joined a hundred or so others in an Occupy meditation in downtown San Francisco. It is one of the most positive political--and joint spiritual--actions I have experienced.

There we were in Union Square on a cold, blustery day--old people, young ones, a man on a cane, another in a wheel chair, some in Buddhist monk robes, some in business attire. After brief welcoming remarks, and surrounded by the honking, shouting din of rush hour traffic, we planned to sit in silence for thirty minutes.

At first I thought I might not be able to meditate in the relative discomfort of noise and public exposure. Those feelings quickly dispelled when the thirtiesh woman who organized the gathering began to speak

The city permit forbad using a public address system or even a megaphone. With the wind and poor acoustics, many could not hear. Someone shouted, "Use the People's Voice!" She smiled and said a few words. In unison, the people within ear shot repeated them. She said a few more. They repeated them. Soon the speaker and her amplifiers spoke with such rhythm that it seemed the most natural thing in the world. We heard every word perfectly, as I have never heard over a PA system in the open air. I felt astonishment at this incredibly effective, and unifying, way of communicating within a crowd.

It is easy to forget how powerful We The People can be when we come together. We have a much stronger voice than we realize. And that's not all. Sitting in utter silence with these individuals, each of whom had taken time from their busy day to make their way to this public square, I felt a deep sense of peace. At one time, something wafted over me, it felt like a giant, warm bubble of love. I can't describe it better any other way. In that moment, I felt as if we had generated that bubble and it was touching each of us, teaching us the power of our collective love and intention. Then it floated away, to where I do not know.

So yes, tomorrow I will join others, whoever comes, to sit for change at Occupy San Francisco.

Will you join us? Find an Occupy location near you.

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We make peace in a million small ways every day.

All text and images, unless otherwise noted, copyright L. Kathryn Grace. All rights reserved.