hands

alone in the house tonight, wrap the space in some of the beautiful new music i got in brussels (sounds better than saying that i put the music really loud, doesn’t it…) and as i take all the time in the world to cook for myself i kind of enjoy the tiredness of a long day of work.

i sit down to phone sandino. he’s the guy from the Brown Berets that i met at the march and rally against violence in july. he’s very sweet. i find out that he works at the Resource Center for Nonviolence. i already came across people from the center both at the talk of Rabbi Lerner here in SC and at the Spiritual Activism conference in Washington DC. we decide to meet up at the center tomorrow, so i’ll get to see more of them.

sandino tells me more about the recent raids on migrants that took place in Watsonwille, SC and Hollister, on september 7th and 8th. basically the Immigration and Customs Enforcement Agency kidnapped people from there homes; more than 100 were arrested, and almost hundred were immediately deported. many of them were comrades, sandino says. there will be a march in Watsonville this sunday, and more activities planned in the next weeks. tomorrow the Brown Berets have there weekly meeting. sandino drives down to Watsonville every thursday for the meeting, and offers me the possibility to join him whenever i want. i’m curious and excited. a good time to joins us, he adds, we’ll need all the hands we can get.