Peace Globes will Fly Soon

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Peace globes will fly over the Blogosphere and social media 
November 4-7, 2021
Our theme is “Courageous Peace in a Time of Great Change

It’s going to take courage to manifest peace in these times.

Tell us about it. If words are powerful…this matters.

Use this blank template to design your own peace globe. 
Then post on your blog and social media pages anytime NOV 4-7, 2021. 
How To Blog 4 Peace on NOV 4 and Everyday!
1.Choose any graphic at @blog4peace.com or use the one above.  Make your own peace globe by decorating the template or leave as is. There are thousands of examples HERE.  Don’t have to time to make a graphic? There are also pre-made peace globes to use HERE
2. Send the peace globe to blog4peace@yahoo.com OR TAG Mimi Lenox on Facebook. Your globe will be collected and placed in the Official Peace Globe gallery @ blog4peace.com.

3. Post it anywhere online NOV 4 – Nov 7. 

Title your post or status “Dona nobis pacem” (Latin for Grant us peace) WRITE A POST about peace with our theme in mind to accompany your peace globe graphic. VISIT other bloggers and comment. It’s a community event!

 Be inspiring. Be inspired. It’s an amazing week in the Blogosphere!

You will find a whole page of FREE peace globe templates @ this link  

Lots of LINKS at the top of this page with information and graphics for inspiration. Visit blog4peace.com to see the thousands of peace globes that have gone before. From 214+ (and counting) countries/territories and all seven continents. This is our 16th year of peace blogging. You don’t want to miss it! Let your blog be represented!

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Blog 4 Peace (BlogBlast For Peace) November 4 – 7, 2021

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Papa’s marbles of peace

Announcing BlogBlast For Peace 2021 (aka Blog4Peace) 

Welcome to the 16th year of peace blogging in the Blogosphere! 
Welcome peace bloggers! 

*Thursday, Nov 4, – Sunday, Nov 7, 2021
*NOTE: We have expanded the date from one day to FOUR days of peace blogging this year. Choose a day to participate or blog peace all four days! This gives people a chance to really visit each other and see all the peace globes.

 How to Blog4Peace 

Bloggers and social media posters from all across the globe

will blog for peace
Nov 4 - 7
NOV 4 – 7th

Our 2021 theme is 

Courageous Peace in a Time of Great Change
No one on earth has been unaffected by the perpetual unfolding crisis of this global pandemic. We are still thriving and swimming and struggling a bit with its far-reaching effects. I believe it’s always wise in a crisis to glean those nuggets of truth that rise to the surface and change us for the better. And despite our well-deserved grumblings and grief-stricken days, there have been transformations within each of us that perhaps only a scene of such epic proportions could produce. The fallout might rain down some fruit. 
Notice it. Harness it. Strengthen it. Loose it to the world.

Courage: the ability to do something that frightens one or
strength in the face of pain or grief
Courage: the choice and willingness to confront agony, pain, danger, uncertainty, or intimidation

This is how I’ve felt since the pandemic began.
 Can you relate?
          

Wire-walking on a smorgasbord of choices: Physical courage involves proceeding despite fear of physical harm. Social Courage. …Moral Courage. ..Emotional Courage……Intellectual Courage….. …Spiritual Courage. It’s taken all seven forms of courage to walk this wire.  All of us were forced to dig deep – right down to our core – and pull from that bountiful bucketload of courage on a daily basis. Life has become a kaleidoscope of neon colors on steroids since early 2020! What a global ride we are on!  The things that really matter have been held to a light of specific and painstaking inspection. We are still in a mode of discernment across the world!  You became caregivers, educators, fierce protectors of self and family, armchair scientists, researchers, questioners, and truth-seekers. 

I contend that somewhere in that mix of human achievements is also a bounty of peace.
Peace that comes from simply doing what you have to do. Putting one foot in front of the other and doing the best you can. There’s satisfaction in that. There’s grace in that. And I don’t mean finding peace at the end of the the tragic mess we’re in, but peace in the midst of the mess we’re in.

See that light?

It’s in you.
Peace bloggers always know how to find it. It’s been challenging the last two years to write about peace, but it’s NEVER been more important. Your words have never been more powerful. Your words (!) oh, your words are truly inspiring and fabulous! The thousands of peace globes and posts you’ve created continue to alter the landscape of the hearts and minds of all who see them.
 Give it your attention and ride this out. I promise it will be the best peace blogging year we’ve ever had – even and especially NOW.

Courageous Peace in a Time of Great Change! 

What has your courage looked like in your life during the past two years? What does it look like now? I’m asking because you need to understand that those of us paying attention SEE your character shining through with every choice you’ve made and continue to make. My opinion on your personal choice doesn’t matter. I’ve seen stress, illness and death knock on doors in my neighborhood…. only to be met with that one neon-colored beautiful word – COURAGE
That’s what matters.
How can we take this extraordinary fortitude and weave it back into the ordinary, if and when our pre-pandemic lives ever return? What attributes and/or personal growth have you noticed about yourself that you want to carry with you through the remainder of your days as we deal with an ever-growing chasm of dissent and division? 
It’s going to take COURAGE. It’s going to take CONSISTENCY. It’s going to take CONVICTION. It’s going to take COMPASSION.
And where does peace fit into this equation? I contend that peace is a natural consequence of walking through grace….even when you think that grace looks like pain. If you made it through this far, peace IS a consequence. Keep holding on to that and don’t let go.
When the world looks back at your life during this time of great change, what will they see? What will your story be?
It’s going to take courage to manifest peace in these times.
That’s my challenge.
Let’s go. It’s a launch!
See the thousands of peace globes from 214+ countries and territories flying in the Official Gallery @ blog4peace.com

HOW TO LINKS: 
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It's a Covid Christmas and We Will Speak PEACE

Dear Peace Bloggers,
LET ‘EM FLYI am releasing the peace globes this week of Christmas 2020.Covid Christmas? Crazy Christmas? Unprecedented Christmas? Stressful Christmas?All. of. the. above. I’m struggling to keep my head and heart and body protected as well. But we can’t let the presence of the virus steal our joy or our hope. I can’t let the virus take me to a dark Christmas.
LET ‘EM FLY
It will make you and this community feel better.Pick your favorite one from past launches or make a new one. Post peace globes and words of comfort all over your blogs and social media during Christmas Peace Week 2020 starting NOW through New Years. If you don’t know how and would like to join us for the first time, contact me or visit blog4peace.com for templates and instructions.  Here are a few from years past during Christmastime. Encouragement. Peace. Love. HOPE.
Let’s do this. We mourn the passing of so many people around the world. Our friends. Our loved ones. They would want us to keep the faith. They would want us to speak love and hope.Things will change. It WILL get better. HOLD ON.

Miss Bee of The High Seas



Sanni in Germany

Skeezix the Cat ~ RIP ~ He still makes me smile.

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Dona nobis pacem ~ Grant us peace




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There is Peace on the Horizon

Peace on the Horizon? A resounding YES!
There is no greater influence in the world than the power of spoken words.
They have the ability to lift
 To inspire greatness
 To overcome hate 
To soothe discord
 To elevate
To heal

If words are powerful…then this matters.
Blog4Peace wherever you are online NOV 4, 2020.

Our theme this year is “Peace in the Time of  Quarantine”

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10 days Until BlogBlast For Peace (Blog4Peace) ~ NOVEMBER 4, 2020


Peace in the Time of Quarantine
is our theme for 2020
What else?

Grab this banner and display it on your blogs or choose any of the logos you find on this page. 

What will you write? How are you dealing with the pandemic? Why is peace so important now? What are you learning? How has your life changed? How have you changed? Does peace look different than it did a year ago? How are you finding peace in the midst of this chaotic time?  Join us.

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Feeling Stressed? Send a Message in a Bottle

Several years ago, I started a blog called Message in a Bottle. The website is still up and running. It’s like PostSecret for the blogosphere. Now might be the perfect time to let off some steam or perhaps say something loud and intense. Or gentle and sweet. You choose whether to submit your message anonymously or link your blog/name to it. Your choice. The graphic is free and there is no charge to toss a bottle in the bloggy ocean. Here’s how to do it:

1. Compose a message to place in your virtual bottle.
2. Right click and Save the graphic above
3. Use a graphics program to place the message on the picture. Save in JPG format
4. Return your anonymous (or not!)  “Message in a Bottle” to
sendmessageinabottle @ yahoo.com
Your virtual bottle will remain afloat in the Blogosphere Ocean for all blogernity.
You may post the virtual bottle on your own website. Send in as many as you’d like. If you choose to remain anonymous, no identifying information will EVER be disclosed to anyone. 

Need inspiration? Browse through the Message In a Bottle blog to see the fascinating and mysterious message bottles from all over the world. 
Now…back to peace globes! November 4th is upon us!  It’s almost time to blog for peace. See you there. In the meantime, I invite you to go play in the Bloggy Ocean.

Peace in the Time of Quarantine ~ Announcing Blog 4 Peace NOV 4, 2020

Wherever you find your peace….
share it with others. It’s time to Blog4Peace. November 4th is the day.
Blue peace globe template for Nov 4
It is our 15th year of peace blogging.

I still find my own peace in the sanctuary of silence, meditation and prayer. Living in the days of a global pandemic calls for more and more of whatever brings you to the place you call peace. 
I love Natalie Grant’s honest emotional performances. Those strings!
 That choir Recorded with The London Studio Orchestra earlier this year, I was shocked and inspired to see that one of the cellists looks exactly like my Papa, my grandfather, the marble-giver, the one who set my life on a path of discovering peace. Coincidence? Or is it a wink and a nod from Heaven….Papalways leaves me clues. I think this is no different.  

We Blog 4 Peace November 4, 2020. Wherever you find your solace in this year of upside-down humanity, please prepare to share it with us. The world needs peace like never before. 

Our 2020 theme is Peace in the Time of Quarantine. 
 It’s a launch!  Dona nobis pacem in the blogosphere has begun.

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BlogBlast For Peace 2018 ~ Dona Nobis Pacem

Welcome to the 2018 launch of Blog4Peace. We are an international group of bloggers and social media gurus who promote the cause of peace on our blogs, websites and pages. Click one of the links above to get your own peace globe and join us. It’s an amazing day on the Internet! Our theme this year is the power of words. Here’s my peace post. I’ll be by soon to read yours!
Words in Blue Kyanite
If there are stories to be told in heaven, let them be these. 

Let them be told as these have been told. Let verse and lyric rhyme as old saints do on the eve of great awakenings. Lean your ear toward what matters most and listen as spirits mutter sacred texts and beautiful songs. Stretched across the throne of the world from the top of heaven’s doorstep, words can still reach earth.  Stretched across the world’s doorstep in many homes and hovels today, words can still reach heaven. And you will say them again. And again. And again. That’s what storytellers do. That’s what peace bloggers do.
For you see, words are not only powerful for the content and wisdom they bring to bear; they are powerful for the reason they came to bear. There is no great catharsis, no sudden shift in the universe, no real progressive change in the world without storytellers. And you thought your chapter was over? Let me tell you something…it doesn’t end until you tell it to end. He had this twinkle you see….A spark of something that resided deep inside the brilliance of his mind. Something that glowed with kindness, documenting years on earth like centimeter markings on a ruler.  My Papa. He is the one who inspired me to write in the first place. He is the one who left me with an earth marble full of continents and rivers and mountains. He left me the whole world. 


And his hammer.Words are not the only tools we have.  He needed it to make things. I need it to smash my fingers. He understood hammers. I do not. 
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I’ve been asking him lately, in my dreams and in my mind, what story he wants to tell today on November 4th, because he always give me a nudge. And all I am hearing from him is that he wants me  – and you – to tell our stories. Now. Not his. Ours.  
 It is the most basic of human needs – the power and joy of connection. Of being heard. Of being heard!!!  Not because someone is shouting, anyone can start a movement if they’re loud enough, but because purposeful intent behind mightily built well-chosen words is strong enough to make a whisper ripple across seven continents and twenty-five rivers and still be understood on the highest mountain peak a thousand miles away.That’s what Papa’s marble did for me. That’s what your words do for the world each and every year.
And while there was serendipity and more than a few God winks to get the ball rolling (so to speak), the discovery of the marble only served to help me understand that in this life there are no coincidences. Every person you meet brings their energy, their intent, right smack-dab into your personal space…sometimes so close you want to (and should) run away and hide from it when things don’t feel right. That is discernment. Others bring the healing you need when you didn’t even know you needed to call a healer.


That is grace.
Which brings me to my friend.  It happened at the beginning of a new school year.  I bent over in agony when I heard the news, so unexpected it was, so cutting. It was a physical pain in the caverns of my body. I could hear the bones break in my brain.  I didn’t expect to feel her loss so viscerally. Peacefully housed in pine she lay weeping and exhausted no more. She was free. I was not.


I was afraid.And angryLet’s be real. My life was full of complaining. And whining. And posturing. And planning. And pondering. And procrastinating. And even whining to myself that complaining would do me in.  I was even tired of my own complaining! I’ve been tired and exhausted this year. Not.peaceful.at.all.
And there she was. Asleep forever in a cold pine box full of peace. Not even fifty years old. My heart broke for the losses and pain she endured on planet earth. 
I was at the crossroads between terror and panic. Would I be next? Would my body betray me as well? Can I live up to the example of courage she set?  Could I maintain this pace and keep my health intact? After all, she was the strongest person I knew. Heart-stopping, constricting air-depleting suffocation. Did I mention the fear?  Even so, I felt guilty for focusing on myself when it wasn’t about me at all. 
What was her story? She spoke loudly from the pine box. The silence was maddening. Knock it off, Mimi, and listen up! I can’t remember one single meeting, one single instance, one day or second or smile that was wasted on her. She made me better and sometimes made me mad doing it. Oh, but she didn’t know it. And she had no patience for my histrionic nature. She didn’t waste time worrying about how other people perceived her, whether or not she hurt your feelings, or how you arrived at any conclusion without her. She was too busy living strongly while she was dying slowly.
You knew you were in the presence of someone who knew what it meant to inhale and exhale with intent every single day. You knew, somehow you knew, that time spent with her were masterclasses in how to live fully.Image result for blue kyanite

Could there be a better time to shake up the world than on the day you decide to die? She shook up my world! Yes, I said decideI know that I know that I know (as my grandmother would say) that some people decide it is their day to die. Ascended gurus manage to mark the hour quite regularly. When it’s time for the body to give up its usefulness, it’s time to give up the ghost and take up a new identity somewhere else. 
And so my friend became my catalyst for change in a year that began in fear. That happens when you see someone you just talked to reposing in a pine box too soon. 
**Excuse me, Miss Pencil Skirt, said the doctor…but I don’t think you’re breathing quite right** 
 Fear is a simply a jumping off place. “What you do in this moment will determine everything,” whispered the Voice of reason.
I decided to change my words. Starting with my thinking
I wrote pages of self-talk: I will not tolerate pity. I will not tolerate blame. I will not tolerate complaining. I will not abide negativity. I will not entertain anger. I will not surrender to bitterness. I can breathe I can breathe I can breathe I can breathe…. 

“Gather your strength,” whispered Spirit. “Gather strength for yourself.”  I wanted to live well. I needed to love myself well enough to gather my strength and heal. Those who live well, by default love well. 

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Pyrophyllite

 I mean the kind of love that makes you sweat, requires your blood, makes you live in it, slog through it, talk about it, wade in it, fall down under the weight of it until you can’t even breathe because that devastating love is so full of itself. Have you ever come to a pivotal moment in your life when days were so dreary you’d rather feel something than nothing at all?  Your lungs are tight from holding back the light that so desperately wants to get in…but you can’t exhale well enough to inhale?  Stress will do that to a person. At least that’s what the doctor told me. What? What?? I can’t breeeaaatheee?? 
“No, Miss Pencil Skirt, something seems to be affecting your lung capacity.”  

This is not what you want to hear the day before you go to a funeral.
**raises hand**I think I need to call a healer.


I didn’t understand the world until I was sixty-years-old.It was then that understanding became too soft a word for the depth of knowing residing in the bones of six decades on earth.It was more like burning lava cooled by the flames of tea leaves. 

I love leaves

When my Papa was in his early sixties, he fell on the kitchen floor and took his last breath. Just like that. Suddenly. Without premeditation or fanfare. His lungs collapsed and the poison inside caused a massive crumble of tissue and structure.  He was gone before his head hit the floor.  

Kyanite blue in pyrophyllite stone


I never knew he couldn’t breathe. There was a ticking time bomb inside the man whose heart was overshadowed by a pair of lungs full of pyrophyllite dust. He never told me he couldn’t breathe!  I always thought he’d die of arthritis. Or working too hard. Or loving too much. I never dreamt he’d fall in a heap of poisoned air and give up the ghost on the kitchen floor. 

Look familiar?

He was too busy living to die of sensible causes. 
All he did was love me. In large loud bouts of contagious love. His love was all I heard. It. Was. All. He. Said.
Papa worked in a pyrophyllite plant (think talc) back in the day before it was safe to mine or breathe dust particles from the clay or work with the intensely heated kilns which were to used to mold particles for commodities like furniture. It caused fibrosis in some and unknown lung ailments in many. I didn’t know Papa couldn’t breathe. Apparently, neither did he. He just kept living. And loving everyone around him. Until he decided to fall on the kitchen floor. 

Kyanite

That one blue marble in the center of the bowl – yes, that one – is Kyanite, infused with and altered by pyrophyllite. It is a metamorphic mineral found in sedimentary rocks within soapstone mines in the southern United States, Brazil, New South Wales, Australia, India and Kenya. It contains aluminum silicate (hence the silent poison).


Kyanite gets its name from the Greek words for fire and leaf. Tonight I have discovered that this same blue stone has crystal healing properties especially in the throat area near the bronchial tubes.  I know little to nothing about the realm of gemstone metaphysics, but I do respect the power of Earth and the ancient wisdom of chakra healing. 
**You can’t breathe said the doctor You can’t breathe said the doctor*I never knew I couldn’t breathe until they told me I couldn’t breathe!! Has this ever happened to you?
And what other silent gift did he pass on to us?Pyrophyllite is also known as “Pencil Stone” (said The Pencil Skirt) and has been used to enhance writing abilities, helps to speak one’s truth with clarity and brings balance to all the Chakras. So you see, that wonderful blue marble we’ve gazed at since 2006 might well be one of the reasons that peace bloggers feel compelled to write. On some deep spiritual level we feel it. 
It’s alright if you don’t believe that. I’ve just unearthed this myself (so to speak). But doesn’t it make sense?  That blue stone became something beautifully rare and healing to all of us. Papa’s intent was good.Papa’s intent became our words.Papa’s destiny is still evolving.
I want mine to do the same.  Don’t you?
It wasn’t so much what he said throughout the years to his curly-headed, hardheaded granddaughter that made the cataclysmic shift in my DNA; it was the unspoken life of a simple man too busy living a simple life he loved to die conveniently proper. I want to die inconveniently improper too. 

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I think I just found my healer

 While Papa harvested dust and clay, he fashioned a symbol of the world for a granddaughter he couldn’t have known would ever even exist. Harvesting and working in the dust of those stones eventually led to his death. For him to pass this treasure on to me – to us – is surely more than coincidence. It illustrates how every single act we do on planet earth has a consequence, often far-reaching and seismic in nature. 
 All I remember was that he loved meand that was enough
He didn’t have to say a wordThat is the powerof words laid carefully round in blue Kyanite  

Jamie White ~ Washington


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November 4 is the day.
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You Don't Have To Have a Blog To Blog 4 Peace

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