I am a Farmer.

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I’m a good farmer. I prepare my soil, I use organic and Korean Natural Farming methods. I add fertility from natural sources. I use beneficial insects, not bug spray.

The food I grow is delicious and aesthetically beautiful. It’s got texture and nutrition.

I deliver food to my customers with love. Today I handed off green beans prepared with love and gave the chef a kiss on the cheek.

Being a farmer teaches me about love. I love my land. I want to conserve its soil and prevent erosion. I want the soil to have healthy structure, and biology.

I love my plants. If they are rotting, or shriveled and dying, or being attacked by some bugs, it hurts me deep in my heart. When I see them thriving and producing bountiful and beautiful food, I am proud and yet humbled in the same moment by their gift.

Like a loving mother, these plants offer food from their bodies to nourish us. They connect to us, deep in our wiring. We evolved together and they know how to hook us in and interest us, without us realizing it.

In turn, we Farmers offer this gift of love and intimacy to people who are hungry. We couldn’t give them bad stuff or stuff that makes them sick. It’s better to throw something away then harm anyone.

Love is how farming works. You need love and compassion to be a good farmer. Farming makes you realize that Love is a navigational tool for all of life. Love is a self-ordering principle. It always leads you to the most effective, easiest way to do something, get somewhere in life or get what you truly want. All it takes is a little patience.

If you make your whole life about “by when” am I going to have what I want, you’ll never end up with it. That’s for sure. You have to love your way into it. Which means that you getting what you want will be good for everybody.

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#TheWholeTruth

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#fromwhereistand

If you’ve got truth but no peace, then maybe you don’t have #thewholetruth.

Case in point: Muslims are not inherently violent. They have been polarized to violence because the US runs a lot of covert operations where they destroy democracy and violate national sovereignty while grabbing oil.

Sound familiar?

If you think about it, every time the racist, imperialist paradigm has taken action to grab resources, they demonize their opponent.

Think about the Spanish Inquisition, where people of earth based religions and Jews were tortured and killed, while the Queen ended up with their lands. Killing them was seen as God’s work.

The genocide of 100 million Native Americans in a land grab. They were demonized as “savages” who deserved to be killed off. Killing them was seen as a noble endeavor and a great destiny.

The genocidal enslavement of Africans to rob them of their lives and labor. Raping, brutalizing and murdering them was seen as beneficial and compassionate “civilization” of an inferior race.

Now Muslims are the demons, and we have a license to kill them and grab their oil and anything else of value in their economies.

Muslims are the new bogeyman that is used to convince us that violence, rape and murder are a good thing that will keep us safe. People talk about protecting their children.

Let’s just get real for a second. Children are safe in times of peace. If you think that killing, brutalizing and robbing other sovereign nations of their resources and dignity will keep your children safe, I suggest you look at how well that has worked throughout history.

If you want your children to be safe, work for peace. Recognize that there is no “other” type of person who is inherently evil. There are just people like you. Looks like they’ve been watching America and learning our idea that violence is justified for a noble cause. We’re the biggest dog. People around the world follow our example. It’s time to take control of the ones we have control of: ourselves.

Inform yourself. People like John Perkins have stepped up to confess the role they have had in betraying the Muslim countries of the world. He tells about the way Henry Kissinger instructed him in the manipulation and destruction of governments in Africa. Read “Confessions of an Economic Hitman” and “Hoodwinked” if you want to protect your children. Knowledge is power.

At the same time as we protect ourselves from people in other countries who are already lost in violence, we should recognize that we are contributing to the problem and take responsibility for reducing the violence we put into the world.

That means changing to renewable energy so we don’t need to murder every time we drive to work or turn on our lights. That means buying clothes made in the USA and food grown locally, so we don’t depend on slave labor in other countries.

Time to get right with #thewholetruth.

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#PeaceForParis #PeaceForTheWorld #GlobalLoveRevolution

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In the face of a tragedy, the answer is more peace.

The answer is more love.

Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that.

All the greatest accomplishments of our time were achieved by peace leaders.  From Mandela to the Dalai Lama, they teach that forgiveness is the only path to peace.

Forgiveness may not be easy, however it is a necessary step in creating peace.

We need to take a look at the part that we, as a nation, can control.  We need to stop regime change in other sovereign countries.  We need to stop abusing their governments in order to get access to their natural resources or to compress their populations into slave labor to sew our clothes or make our Christmas gifts

We can each be a Dalai Lama or Mandela and refuse to contribute more violence or more hate to an already roiling planet.

This is what it means to be the change; inside your heart, keep your love light burning for humanity.

Kapu Aloha, malama ke aloha.

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I wrote “The Beat Is Love” for the times we are facing

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None of us has the luxury of giving up now.

We’re all in this thing together

Walking a line

Between faith and fear

              – Old Crow Medicine Show

As the climate changes, we adapt by learning how to farm, make our own implements and clothes.  We reinvent what it is to be grown ups as we make the old paradigm obsolete.  We create horizontal social relationships to replace the nasty, outdated and stifling hierarchies of the past so that we can breathe, scream, call for help, rejoice, innovate.

The Empire strikes back but we are braced for the blow.  We’ve got solid ground beneath us and we know we have the truth on our side.

It’s just those moments when you stick out your neck and nothing is there, the dark feels like it is closing in, and all your hope seems to be dying, that somehow out of nowhere succor materializes, bringing blessed relief.

It can happen in the bleakest barren corner of the paved over, urban desert or the lush but lonesome wilderness.  We all have that moment where we stretch out to the unknown despite fear, despite doubt.  

We are betting on our inner voice because we have no other recourse if we are going to survive the rapid and devastating effects of anthropogenic climate change and its sister disasters of environmental degradation through pollution, economic devastation through greed, and social disintegration via manipulation and lies that we have been living on a grand scale.

Instead of being destroyed, we will link arms and join together to pull each other out of this crisis.  We will become something new; transcend the egomania of the past and realize that coming to each other’s rescue is the most shining and glorious reward that we could aspire to.  The most coveted laurel of the future is the inner recognition that we have the power to uplift each other.  Quiet, joyful moments that pass ephemeral, without attachment.

We don’t need to be afraid.  It is going to be OK.  

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Two Paths of Love

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It is a very different proposition to say, “I want to have an enduring love, so I am going to prepare myself with knowledge, I am going to grow, develop, take my lessons and have patience with the process”, than it is to say “I am going to make a structure that forces myself and this other person to stay together forever, no matter what the cost”.

Both paths can be hard.  The first path actually assumes more self-responsibility for the consequences of one’s choices.  Succeed or fail on your own merits.  If you fail, get back up, dust yourself off, learn and start over.  Fair and square.

The second path creates a kind of codependency where the distortions and the destructive tendencies of either partner can become exaggerated without being resolved, because there is this artificial mental structure forcing the partners together.

Because the first path works on free will only, the wasted and drained energy lost through conflict and drama is kept to a minimum.  A relationship that works becomes a source of energy that nourishes everyone who witnesses it, and it is celebrated.

The second path can only survive by externalizing the costs of making the relationship work by becoming a drain on others.  Each partner needs outside energy to keep them propped up.   When the love in the relationship is gone, they will look to outward sources of love and approval.  If they refuse to honor that new love with their full presence in the relationship, essentially they begin to cannibalize others, ripping love out of them and then abandoning them because their only concern is to last one more day inside their self-constructed prison.

The moral value of either path is deeply connected to the value of love.

What is the value of a love that lights you up and fills you every day with bursts of inspiration and joy?

What is the value of feeling that rightness when you are close to your partner and a natural desire to fly right into their arms?

I have tried the second path.  I held my lessons in my hands and looked at the broken and wasted landscape that the second path creates and you know what?  At that moment it became clear to me that either I could wade into the minefield and spend so much effort trying to reverse what happened, or I could recognize that the first path is the one that I want to commit my time and energy to realizing.

It’s not enough to tell people what they should and ought to do no matter how much it hurts.  To drag a partner eternally back into the mosh pit is cruelty.  It’s also incredibly painful when someone tries to start a relationship in the posture of controlling, limiting, lashing out, or nitpicking, when they haven’t even really begun to discover the full potential of their new love.

A real partnership would be a creative collaboration with someone who would be an architect of beliefs and identities with me, and we could spend the rest of our lives coming up with awesome new ways to be human. That would be more fun than having to obey one ideology forever when it is so easy to design interesting and beneficial changes.

Real collaboration makes space for both people to identify their goals, strengths, and needs and from that basis creates something totally new.  It requires someone who is ready to say an unconditional yes to love, and protect their dream from being crushed by other people’s fearmongering.  It can only develop rightly in an environment of affection, exploration, play, discovery, face to face communication, and relating.

My heart’s desire was and is, to walk the first path and realize its full potential in the natural course of my own growth as a soul, in order to shine a light out to the world that that rightness of love, that sweetness can come into being and last a lifetime in an unfolding of joy and delight.

That is the path I am on.

Nahko Bear and the Gondola Sessions – Wash It Away

Thanks brother, for singing our story and telling our truth…

Nahko and Medicine for the People

Wash it Away

for Xavier

We are part of something special

we are part of something special

we’re a part of something special

It’s a crack in time

a wrinkle

Fallen from the nest, young eagle

I will pull my feathers out

stay humble

stay humble

stay humble

stay humble

stay humble

Uncle Mana taught us like an elder

took asunder older brother

he said

this is powerful country

this is powerful country

we felt like we were returning

to our land rebels

and the shepherds in the sea

takers are taking what the leavers will leave

so grieve me the black prince cicada

such a loud voice for a tiny creature

teach me to let go of all of my pain

I do forgive, I don’t forget these things

I do forgive, I don’t forget these things

We burn the bluegum for a safe passageway

drink of the earth

smoke of the dirt

and my warpaint was red ochre clay

Hoka hey

Red ochre clay

Hoka hey

Red ochre clay

Our prayers igniting, cast out into the shire

and the song of our struggle

came straight from the fire,

it goes:

holy holy grandmother, we sing

wash us clean of our pain and suffering

give us strength for our new beginnings

From my deepest grace I sing

wash away, it will wash away

lift ’em up

wash away, it will wash away

lift ’em up

wash away, it will wash away

lift ’em up

wash away, it will wash away

lift ’em up

ooh lift ’em up

ooh lift ’em up

in my dreams a whirling aboriginal man

gave me your hat

and your past in one hand

he said,

you’ve come to be with rainbow serpent

red hands red land red worship

red hands red land red worship

just then I heard bush mama crying in the chasms

for the stolen generation

and the children who haven’t

come home

come home stay home

come home

come home stay home

my bullets are my words

and my words are my weapons

so chain me to the pipeline

for our rivers and mountains we sing

today’s a good day for my ego to die

today’s a good day for my ego to die

spirit live on in my heart, in my body, my mind

then sister crow came with the murder that day

so he tattoed the bird nation onto our faces

she said we sing to let go of all of our pain

we dance the story

to

remember when things

changed

remember when things

changed

remember when things

changed

holy holy grandmother, we sing

wash us clean of our pain and suffering

give us strength for our new beginnings

From my deepest grace I sing

wash away, it will wash away

lift ’em up

it’ll wash away, it will wash away

lift ’em up

it’ll wash away, it will wash away

lift ’em up

it’ll wash away, it will wash away

lift ’em up

ooh lift ’em up

ooh lift ’em up

ooh lift ’em up

ooh lift ’em up

ooh lift ’em up

ooh lift ’em up

We danced the ghost dance in two separate countries

To this old song

so familiar to memory

the road will teach you how to love and let go

it can be lonely but it’s the only thing

that we’ve ever known

it can be lonely but it’s the only thing

that we’ve ever known

Our mommas told us

let go of jealousy

and for vagabonds and vagrants, that won’t come so easy

we’ve come from nothing

nothing

we have come from nothing

nothing

I traveled halfway across the country and back

only to find love undefined

and I’m OK with that

cause I’m gonna be a guardian

be a man among men

be a guardian

be a man among men

or be a woman

among women

be a guardian

be my friend

ooh

be my friend

teach me to love you

in a different way

same cuts

same guts

same crazy

same cuts

same guts

same crazy

it’ll wash away, it will wash away

lift ’em up

it’ll wash away, it will wash away

lift ’em up

it’ll wash away, it will wash away

lift ’em up

it’ll wash away, it will wash away

lift ’em up

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