House of Your Purity

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Oh you

Spiritual traveller

Connected to the stars

I saw you sleeping in the forest

Under hoary trees

With your overcoat on

The peace of cold clean water in your soul.

You slept with a clear conscience

In the house of your purity, your heart

Was sparkling truth

Your throat singing sweet chords of honesty.

I saw you, with long grey hair tied behind your head

Shaggy but tranquil

You kept my hair clip in your flannel pocket as a talisman

A message of love from the cosmos

And your dreams became sweet.

Why I Find #HillaryClinton’s #Interventionism Unbearable

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My mom was a refugee. My grandpa sent her away from Medan, Indonesia where she was born when she was 10 years old, because there was a genocide that began when the CIA tried to overthrow the communist president Sukarno and turn people against his alliance with China, by spreading the rumor that the Chinese in Indonesia were oppressing the indigenous by making a lot of money while others didn’t, very much like the Holocaust was rationalized in Germany. 

I live to this day with the post traumatic stress of my grandpa and my mom, and while I’ve been mostly able to heal from it, they definitely haven’t. That is why I find #HillaryClinton’s #interventionism unbearable; because I know that the devastating consequences will last far after she is dead and there is no worthy reason to take other sovereign nations’ right to succeed or fail on their own terms, away from them. We don’t know their culture, we don’t know their laws.  These are wars of self interest, more than anything.  
 
Secretary Clinton did get to intervene in Libya and when critics say her elimination of Gaddafi led to the rise of Isis, she blames Obama for not having bombed Libya after Gaddafi was killed. So goeth the narrative with Syria. Since we know her friend #SidneyBlumenthal was hoping to get a huge government medical care contract from the replacement government with Libya, we can infer (and debate the legitimacy of inferring) that they had assumed a standard US issued government like those in Iraq and Afghanistan would be installed – what people in other countries like to call “puppet governments”. The world is pretty tired of that sort of proxy colonialism that the US has practiced for years – the kind John Perkins has documented Henry Kissinger being a proponent of in his book “Hoodwinked”. 
 
When you know the extent of the damage done by our agents worldwide, you will stop seeing Isis or Osama Bin Laden as demons and start realizing that they are human beings responding to conditions that the US helped create. Osama was there when his parents cut deals with the Bush family for oil, that would disenfranchise the people of Saudi Arabia, who live in abject conditions while their rulers profit from corruption. John Perkins details his involvement in that corruption in his book “Confessions of an Economic Hit Man”. 
 
The people of Isis have been radicalized by constant violence, death and ultimately heartbreak which has been ongoing in their region since 2001.  It’s been 15 constant years of unrelenting violence.  Many of them were children whose minds were still developing when exposed to this tidal wave of violence that we decided to unleash on them for no good reason.  We haven’t apologized to the mothers whose babies died, the women or men who were raped, for #AbuGhraib, for the destroyed infrastructure, cultural treasures, farms, or lives.
 
Violence breeds violence.  Love breeds love.  When we are taught to see the other side as evil, it is meant to cast ourselves as innocent. Which means we can hide our own evil and our own darkness from ourselves by projecting it onto the other.
 
Secretary Clinton is less morally compromised than Donald Trump, still she believes that she has to be compromised in order to succeed. 

 
Corporations who give her money, like Monsanto, stack the ranks of regulatory agencies like the EPA, and their chief is appointed BY THE PRESIDENT, which in turn makes it impossible for us to get approval for safe, organic pest control used widely in other countries (in just one of many examples) and criminalizes many important agricultural practices like actively aerated compost tea (illegal to transport across TMK lines meaning someone can’t start a business making it really well for other farmers).  
 
What I’m not willing to accept is that a so-called feminist candidate is willing to support biotech companies who spray little kids with pesticides in Kaua`i schools and then refuse to tell doctors what the kids were sprayed with. I’m not willing to accept a woman whose mentor is Henry Kissinger, a sociopath who engineered the economic demise of many developing nations by assassinating their leaders. I’m not willing to accept the corporate rape of Honduras and Central America assisted by this woman who prevented a democratically elected leader from returning to his post. And I’m not willing to accept the ignorance of that same woman who wanted to send back child refugees fleeing from the violence that she was instrumental in unleashing. I’m going to have another choice and I think the world will be uplifted by having a leader who sees that peace is more powerful than war.
 
What I believe is that I cannot accept that these horrors will be perpetuated because we all just settle for things being kinda wrong. That “kinda wrong” for first worlders means “my village was terrorized by corporate soldiers and several farmers were murdered because they wouldn’t give up their land and some young girls were raped” for a ‘third worlder. 
 
Bernie may be wrong on some things, however I think when challenged he makes an effort to inform himself, as he did with #BlackLivesMatter. He is running on the premise that he can’t accept a certain level of wrong because the cost of that complacency is too great. That is where he has got me and where my passion to see him elected comes from.
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Money in the New Paradigm

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We live in an age where money is not used to meet real physical needs.

Rather, money is used to meet emotional needs.

When something seems too painful, too difficult to tackle, or too confusing, looking at numbers seems to provide reassurance that at least something in the world is reliable and true.

Or does it?  Because so many people with unresolved pain and broken hearts, working through the money system, distorts it.

The ideal of the market is very different from the emotional, impulse driven decision making of people who live through money.

What we have forgotten is that the ancient healers had ways of healing broken hearts, setting us free from inner torment.  Many people still learn their ways today and use them to heal each other.

Traditional healers often worked via emotions, thoughts, and dreams; intangible experiences that we now know influence our body’s health and well being, and our choices through neurotransmitters.

Escaping from emotional chaos into money does not ever heal the wound that causes the chaos.  There are ways to heal that wound, but it has to be looked at, spoken of, and treated.  It cannot heal if it is ignored.

In the world where ignored wounds express themselves unconsciously through peoples’ decisions about money, the pain has free rein to unleash itself across the face of the earth.

It is better when we take time to care for ourselves enough, to experience emotional healing.  In order to do this, we must believe that we are worthy of healing.  We must be worthy of love, in our own imagination.  We must be worthy of health, joy, and balance.

We have to forgive ourselves for everything we have ever regretted in our lives and completely accept that forgiveness.  Then, our true healing can begin.

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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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Gratitude and The Sacred Feminine

Gratitude and The Sacred Feminine

Mother Earth is hurting
And everyone is searching
For that feminine energy
– India Arie

As we collectively heal our culture, we are conscious that to heal is to deepen our capacity to honor the sacred feminine.  One realization after the other, our appreciation for all the facets of the feminine unfold.  The Holy Mother Durga gives way to the Sacred Bitch Artemis of classical European mythology, and then to the Passionate Tutu Pele of Hawaii and all the faces of the Changing Woman of the Navajo mythology.

One facet of the feminine that is still not yet fully appreciated in our culture is our ability to receive.

It is sacred to be helped.
To be loved.
To be fed.
To be taught.

In the Vedic system, our left side is the feminine, receptive side.  Our right side is our masculine, active side.  Each of us has the power to give and receive.  Not only that, but our health and wellbeing depend upon a balance of forces.

In the trajectory of American history, it has been a part of our national story to take pride in our rugged individuality. Because European Aristocracy was such a toxic and abusive system, it really was necessary for independence from the prior system to become a prime value in our culture.

Moving from abusive dependence to a wholesome interdependence is a transition still in process.  

To truly move into balance, we must value our power to receive as much as we value our power to create and give.  The student who receives the teaching is just as necessary to a true transmission of insight as the teacher is.

We also need to recognize when someone taught us.  Maybe we were afraid and they consoled us.  Maybe we were wild and reckless and they tamed us.  Maybe we received their teaching in private, and don’t have to acknowledge them. Maybe we received their teaching through our own suffering, and we don’t want to acknowledge them.  True humility dictates that we acknowledge their contribution to our lives, anyway.

When we have been inspired by someone, we say thank you.  As the Tibetan Buddhists, teach, when someone says they made it on their own, you know that’s not true.  We’ve all had help since the day we were born and took food from our mother’s bodies.  The only honesty is to acknowledge all we have received, with gratitude.

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Love Anorexia

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Today I read about a study that shows that the less power people have, the more their psychology adjusts to see the way things are as positive.

It’s a coping mechanism designed to protect an animal that has no choice; a carryover from our earlier stages of evolution.

However, we have a choice now.

We have a choice to exert our more recently evolved decision making capacity on behalf of our survival as a species.  We need to guide our own minds, our mammalian instincts with all of the collective might of human efforts to be more conscious throughout history.

So, the particular mammalian instinct I’m talking about here – the one where we tend to view the way things are positively even when it’s going to get us hurt very badly – this one tends to show up in our experience as the fear that we are not worthy of love.

Will I still be loved if I step out in a new truth?  Will others feel hurt by me pointing out the error of our ways?  Will people attack me?  Most to the point – if they do, do I deserve it?

We have a powerful instinctual investment in preserving social bonds.  Our job is to gently and tenderly undo the bonds that are tied around things we need to change, and to carefully remake those bonds in a healthier, better pattern.

Ultimately, the answer to the question “am I worthy of love?” is always yes.

Even the worst person is still a human being who needs love.  In fact, those are always the people suffering from love anorexia, they are starving for love.  Unconditional love heals.  If we could love unconditionally while setting good boundaries and loving ourselves first, it would work miracles on our planet.

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The Beat is Love

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When you think you’ve had enough
Keep on up the beat is love

Unicorns and rainbows here
Bend to whisper in your ear

In the voice of a seraph
Keep it up the beat is love

When the weight is coming down
Visualize your golden crown

Wings embrace you from above
Keep on up the beat is love

You don’t need to be afraid
Cause it is going to be OK

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