Honoring Our Dead Means Acknowledging War’s Truths
I have been busy and unable to post about Memorial Day but I have spent time this week with dead and dying and thought this a good reminder.
Anyone who has watched an A-10 cannon spray an area KNOWS in their bones that war is not romantic, even if no one was beneath that GAU-8. Remember our fallen and think long and hard about the price before asking for war.
It’s Memorial Day here in the United States.
In the resort town I live in, that means a return of the tourists (and their money), and the true beginning of summer. But of course, Memorial Day is about much more than the local supermarket going to longer hours, or a day off for school kids and bankers.
Memorial Day was created out of “Decoration Day,” during which people cleaned up and decorated military graves in a ritual that is almost pagan in nature. Unfortunately in my view, the 1968 move from observing Memorial Day on May 30th to doing so on “the last Monday in May” in order to create a three-day weekend may have done much to undermine the occasions traditional meaning.
As a shaman whose work includes the Dead, and for me specifically, the wandering Dead, I’m saddened at the diminishing of the day’s meaning. To be clear…
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