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My parents missed a Gandhian

On Saturday, a few of us were lucky to hear Dr Ariyaratne speak. He is the founder of The Sarvodhaya Movement, which means Awakening for All(Everyone/all time). We also got to meet the the organizer for Sarvodhaya USA. I was excited to find out that the Movement is going global.

He’s won the respect and admiration of lots of organizations that promote peace. On his current tour, Dr “Ariy” has spoken at amazing organizations like Charity Focus, The World Bank, and even Google. He told Google how important technology is to helping in coloboration thought out the world. He told the World Bank that they are not working out of love (I think he meant how they are putting developing countries into hard debt). He’s trying to spread the word on Ahmisa, Service, Satyagraha, Colaboration, Upliftment, Buddhism, Loving Kindness, Non-violence, Gift Economy, Micro-finance etc.

The Movement has been able to bring those ideas into organizing 1500 villages in Sri Lanka. Amazingly he’s also been able to use the same ideas to keep his self-pride from taking over and to convince people that have tried to kill him to not use violence. In 2004, he was able to organize a meditation in Anuradhapura that was as large as the “Million Man March” to inspire peace in Sri Lanka. He joked, “It was the first time that 850,000 people were SILENT on an important issue!” He believes that people should never try to convince others of peace; they should find peace in themselves and the rest will understand(that peace comes with some faith in others and that can help them see themselves). There is a famous story of how a terrorist named “Choppe” wanted to kill him because he saw him as a threat. So Dr. “Ariy” met with the guy and convinced him not to. He said, “when a man comes at you with a gun, don’t assume he’s going to kill you–you are as good as dead if you do. But if you are at peace and think of him as a similar human with the same mental consituancies you can survive.”

My mom was really excited to see him speak because he is a national hero. She kept saying how wonderful he is and how he’s been able to stay above the corruption of big organizations. He’s a very humble guy. He says he keeps asking himself, “Who do you think you are? Gandhi?”. And that usually helps him check his pride. He also says it’s important that he always spends the money into projects as soon as he receives it. Alot of times pride comes into people of organizations that get big and they accept big gifts like Presidential Benz cars (like Sri Lankan orgs) and corporate private jets (like March of Dimes), where they could easily sell those things and invest that into helping people while catching a ride with someone else or flying coach.

But, my parents didn’t go to the lecture. They were in San Bernadino giving out clothes and food to some of the victims of the So Cal fires with a group that came together to help Victims of the Tsunami. I was really proud of them because of through the work they did for Tsunami victims, they felt the same compassion for people that lost their houses in a neighboring county.

Read the links above to find out more and hopefully you’ll be inspired as we were.

Here’s more inspiration with the same kind of thinking from another one of our home boys that got some recognition from the US government recently.

curbside philosophy

My strict-traditional-filipino parents have this paranoid notion that I spend my nights talking to men in internet chatrooms, which is RIDICULOUS — I know, since I spend Saturday nights talking to guys outside the Santa Ana jail

because…

on Saturday nights/Sunday mornings, BTC partners up with Saint Vincent De Paul for the Lights On Project, which is a plain humble RV parked down the street from the jail, 11pm-4am almost every night of the year.
People who’ve just been released can stop by to use a cellphone, grab a cup of coffee and some snacks or a cigarette, find a sweatshirt if its cold out, and wait for their rides to pick them up. Completely free.

As a volunteer, it involves a lot of waiting.
Sometimes no one is released until 2 or 3am.

Last Saturday I brought my prep book thinking I might study during down time (applying for a masters in public service). We used the book to prop up a crock pot of soup so that the extension cord could reach the electrical outlet.
Lesson #1: Application is better than theory.
If only I could explain that when I mail in my GRE scores, you know?

Anyhow, when people are finally released, it’s probably not at all what you’re probably thinking it should be.
If you are in any way hesitant about volunteering at Lights On, you might be a little disappointed.
Everyone is pretty normal.

However, last Saturday we did meet someone from an obscure band who could maybe possibly be nominated for a grammy this year!
You heard it here first.

Other brilliant things I heard while sitting on that sidewalk..

(While trying to convince a homeless woman to go to a shelter)
Her response: Don’t worry about me, I’m used to it. I like looking at the stars. I’ve been in jail for a long time, the last thing I want to do is stare at walls right now. I want to look at cute guys.

Ha!

then I spent most of the night bonding over a bowl of soup with a nice old man named Richard, reminiscing about all the different places we’ve been, and his sister who passed away a long time ago. By the end of the night Richard and I were both wiping our tears on crumpled napkins, and in the background I could hear Supun’s voice asking people if they needed jackets.

Not a bad way to spend a Saturday night.

If you’re interested in voluteering, please email lightson@bethecause.org

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