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Seeking Mature Leaders

When I am searching for a healthy leader,
a wise teacher,
a mature mentor,
I look for someone who knows from experience
when a family member dies
a cherished part of her or himself
also is lifetime lost.

I look more for someone
who at least might feel,
even for a short moment,
that s/he would prefer
it had been her or himself.

Why does this matter?
Because without this maturity of extended family identity,
security,
love,
adolescent and even childish issues evoke ego-mania
rather than wiser and slower and steadier eco-passion
with other human natures
as with other EarthTribe cellular health natures.

Cells whose purpose becomes reduced to self-thrival
grow leaders of cancerous pathology.
Cells whose purpose remains to reproduce
their full contribution to organic families,
their extended forests of life,
their ecological eco-root systems,
are those mentors
my healthy wealth most needs
and craves
and would gladly step-aside from my personal agenda
to listen to
and learn
what remains of our synergetic purpose,
regenerative meaning.

I would be more drawn to a parent
who would say
My son broke the law
because I asked him to,
and he trusted me to not ask him to do
or not do
anything that would become a problem for him.

I would steer away from someone
who would say
My son did it on his own qualitative initiative
and never said a word to me about it,
but I respect him anyway.

And,
by the way,
those corporations that fell apart
while I was CEO,
well they did that all on their own
right after I drew my final paycheck
and quarterly return on my short-term investment.

I would not nominate such a person
for public office,
or even any private office,
for s/he does not know the wisdom of a healthy cell,
s/he has not felt the crippling loss of a wise mentor,
and is thereby her/himself exposed to monoculturing cannibalistic tendencies
of self and other exploitation,
eating our young;
not strong CEO maturity
because not a strong mentor of future compassionate CEOs.

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Seeking HealthCare Experience

I recently have heard
from a people of growing remorse,
Perhaps we should add to Presidential prerequisites
some prior experience in public service.

While this has always been a personal requirement,
I had not thought we would need a legal restriction,
where logical and moral imperatives are so blatantly transparent
and mutually compatible.

If you need heart and brain surgery
and have a list of candidates to choose from,
And you instead choose your dentist
because you are uncertain about those distant names
but you know how your dentist smells and tastes,
then we should be alarmed
if you also propose
to lead our way on health care planning
and Earth climate therapies,
insurance,
assurance,
compassionate reassurance,
especially when early drafts specifically disinvest
of dental care,
and inside
and outside nutritional development
for public as extended family service.

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The Senior Center’s Budgeting Party

We started slow and old-growth
yet steady.

The Senior Democrats
and Republicans
and Libertarians
and Independents
hosted a Community Integrity budgeting party.

Party favors were ballots
with options for small,
medium,
large,
and extra large service sectors
beginning with agriculture and permaculture support
and ending with zoning and long-term planning expenses;
the whole A through Z list of community services
we want for and with each other,
sometimes less,
sometimes more,
yet always competing less for cooperative more.

This Community Integrity Party
looked and felt like
an Old-Growth ReForesting Party.

We began with separate caucuses
to discern these diverse quantitative options
as to their quality of cooperative root systemic investment.

Education small
would remove more holistic arts and therapies
of music and dance troupes and bands
and choreographed orchestrations,
organic and regenerative harvesting and replanting
rhythms and harmonies,
painting murals of hope
and writing sonnets of creatively
and re-creatively
healing history.

No one liked that,
although some Old-Growth Republicans began to look wistful.

Education medium
was Business As Boringly Usual.
Budgets to feed evolving minds and bodies
competing with investments in more sewer lines
feeding our rivers less toxins
yet not feeding our top reforesting soil more fertility.

Education large
began with cooperatively owned and managed pre-schools
and ended with post-doctoral studies
in synergetic community as forestry enrichment
for optimizing mutual health-wealth
ethical and aesthetic designs.

Education extra large
suggested listening and learning would become our primary mission,
non-violent service of and for our municipality,
cooperative ownership and governance
of regenerative,
annually reiterative,
Slow and Old-Growth ReEducation Parties,
plantings,
feeding symbiotic organic fertilizers
to harvest health and wealth optimizing economic
and political outcomes.

Once the three caucuses were finished,
we formed one party circle
to compare reforesting notes,
to look for harmonies
and dissonance,
to see what both could together teach us
about further listening and learning
who to nominate as Community Integrity candidates.

We started our reforesting inside and out party
slow and old-growth steady,
study,
then began raising young candidates
to manage family and community integrity,
living in and on our slow and old-growth reforesting
Cooperative NonViolent Education Planet.

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Uniting Republics of Domesticity

It took us too long,
but eventually
we noticed Republican women
and Democrats both women and men
often preferred to spend about twice as much on domestic education
and defensively proactive mutual health care assurance
as compared to international defensive co-investment,
too often reduced to the militaristic over-industrialized budget.

And, of that international relations budget,
about two-thirds for growing cultures of healthy peace warriors
and maybe up to one-third on policing criminal offense
with cooperative co-investment intent.

So,
the domestic and educational security matriarchs
formed cooperative ecopolitical networks
for governing inside these fifty States,
while the more WinWin patriarchs
tried to mutually dominate
a more Left-Right Brain and Mind and Incarnate Body
of harmonic global co-investment networks.

Both internal and external cooperatives
rooted in Lovelock and Margulis double-binding
chemistry as also synergetic microbiology
producing Gaia Hypotheses of CoRevolution,
flowering in Golden Rules Revised:

Do not not ecopolitically flex and do
as you would have your great grandchildren remember like you,
with kindness,
contentment,
grace of awesome love,
continued abundant co-investment
in regenerational strings of polypathic mutual promise,
positively imagined in our retrospective matriarchal-patriarchal future,
multicultures of health-balancing wealth.

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Maker of Rich Women

A ballad for Franz Dolp

His exercise was forestry
His initiative was art.

He painted his forest in trees,
composing four seasons of song.

He searched his right balance of trees
revising rhythms for harmony’s poem,
Mothers of Deep Rich Women.

A writer of therapeutic forests
written in trees with good roots.

Franz was a poet
rebuilding with forests,
artisan trees
forming long-healing words.

Inspired by Robin Wall Kimmerer’s story of Franz Dolp’s 40 acre reforesting homestead with Western red cedar trees, which, if I remember correctly, have a First Nation name that translates something like “maker, or mother, or mother-maker of rich women” because of their unusual domestic commodity value when cooperatively harvested and planted.

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Climates of Descent

Energy descent
need not predict financial descent
by inviting cooperative ownership and governance instead.

Just as democratizing love descent
need not predict hate and terror and paranoid acceleration
when love could invite more polypathic
and polyphonic
and polycultural outcomes,
creolizing multicultures of omnipotent abundance
instead.

Just as climates of ecopolitical pathology descent
need not predict 0-sum
Win To Lose Later
Industrial Capitalization Game-Over
when positive energy invites more diastatic flowing landscapes,
cultures of regenerative health
watering flowers
and not so much our weeds.

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Songs of Resistance

Songs of resistance
are love songs.

Anthems sung together from churches
and temples
to town squares
and capital sold-out markets.

Sounds of acquiescence
are cowering silence
suffered alone
through long and lonely nights
of fear and anger.

Great lovers
prefer to sing
in full harmonies
and resonant octaves
of sound
and loving light,
whether resisting
persisting
or assisting
escorting
affirming love’s compassioned notes.

We sing
when climbing up jacob’s ladder
together.
When climbing down
we feel alone,
are silent
and live in sorrow
for love life’s absence.

Silent majorities and minorities
reassure bullies
and defenders of plutocracy.
Resistance songs
are love medicine
fear-mongerers fear,
yet need the most.

 

 

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ReStoring OurSelves

“In restoring the land, I restore myself.”
Franz Dolp

We long ago started bilateral tree balancing information
for mind and land restoration structures.

We noticed trees in an old secular commodified above ground way
and also a new-old sacred below Earth
bicameral Way.

Trunk and competing ambidextrous branches
of economic and political multiculturing productions
produce industrious creolizing leaves,
breathing in yang light
to breathe out yin-fractal RNA energy
of, and yet also for,
root systemic regenerativity.

Bilateral hierarchical competitive
and yet also reverse-hierarchical cooperative
trees and shrubs and grasses
creating and recreating flowers and polyculturing seeds
with Earth’s water and humus
eco-rooting more than mere cheerleader omnipotent support.

We noticed matriarchally cooperative root systems
understand above ground care-receiving
from a cooperatively dominant care-giving
nurturing understory;
a more nutritional perspective.

Without us,
said cooperatively-owned and -managed on-line networkers
you patriarchal trunks and competing to WinWin cooperate branches
are ecopolitically nothing.
You come from RNA and newer DNA wombs
of embryonic matriarchal enrichment
into a World Without Walls promise
of Earth’s integrity.

And so
the most robust patriarchal flowers,
confronted by growing climates and cultures of pathology,
listened for their underground seedling children’s futures
to these root systemic
cooperative-dominant
reverse-hierarchical
nurturing sisters
and feminist brothers
and the vast polyphonic voices in-between bilateral polarities,
and saw this Tree ReStoration must become
our sacred understory
of regenerative forest creation
within this,
our ecopolitically healthy,
zero-sum
WinWin
GaiaEarth
Matriarchal Sacred Hypothesis-Right
and Patriarchal Secular Thesis-Left.

LeftBrain dominates language development
with Either/Or
Win/Lose scientific deductive hypotheses
as RightBrain cooperates healthy nurturance
for WinWin
BothAnd sacred ecosystemic optimization,
like a horizontal tree,
with branches and leaves strong LeftYang producers
and cooperative matriarchal Elder root DNA systems
mutual flowing bilateral YinYin Right consumers,
notnot polyphonic octaves of health
co-measuring polypathic values for wealth.

It started with an 800 year old Tree
of Industrial Goods and Evils,
to end with an 8,000 year old tree
of cooperative-competitive humanity
living together with
on
under
in Earth
as one of Her most grace-filled sacred Tribes
for 80,000 regenerating landscape restorations more,
integrity of bicameral mind’s PromiseTree.

 

 

 

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The Senior Center

The Senior Center was a beehive of active waiting
to die.

Bingo
but not ballroom dancing.

Knitting
but not garden expansions.

Physical therapy
but not yoga
and not chi gong,
much less mindful meditations
sung in four part harmony.

The new guy,
just growing into sixty-five,
asked them
How would we like to be remembered
one hundred years from now?

That doesn’t seem likely,
I know,
but perhaps more likely together
than playing Solitaire
side by side.

I would like to be remembered
as healers of The River
said a somber SeptemberGenerian woman
surrounded by ancient lady friends.

No one needed to ask why.
We all knew
what was coming downriver
for future regenerations
of thirsty toxined minds
with biodiverse bodies.

And so we found younger allies
who owned property along The River,
beginning with the railroad company,
and the Mohegans
and the Pequots,
where a Senior knew a Senior
with a well-placed daughter,
and sometimes a son
of unusual cooperative and long-term focus.

Together we planted firs
and cedars along polluted and denuded banks,
for future generations to manage,
harvest for housing
and furniture
and fiber
and possibly even coffins
waiting for memories of polluted rivers
to die.

That was one hundred years ago
we started
in this regenerative Senior Center,
and still going strong
as each year
a new incoming class
of those who finally reached sixty-five
joined our river healing project,
more recently also producing fruit trees
and berries,
flax
and hemp,
mushrooms
and nuts
and sweetgrass baskets
woven by SeptemberGenerians.

Women and a few surviving men
and some more in-between
smiling together
at the round cedar table in the back,
remembering Elder healers
of our barren land
and naked River.

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Unflinching Exegesis

Eyes are for seeing.
Ears are for hearing.
Noses are for smelling and breathing
both in and out.
Mouths are for tasting
both bitter hard
and sweet soft truths,
trusts and mistrusts,
cooperations and competitions,
cultures of health and pathology,
climates benign and toxic,
and all sensory flavors between
balance and imbalance.

We reseed universal spirits
in remembered unitarian materials of forest,
oceans of becoming
sea son daughters of being.

We reweave omnipotent divinity
within recast integrity of biodiversity.

We feed transcendent wealth of Earth’s rich souls
and thereby bleed redemption from subliminal humanity.

Only together we heal future’s climate of universal Promise
by re-sensing Elder’s landscapes of symbiotic polypaths.

As one GaiaTribe of spiritual health
we reconceive material wealth
reborn nations
corporations
religions
capitalizations
plantations
ministrations
individual imitations,
cultures of health and pathology
and all enspirited flavors between
trust and mistrust,
truth of and for healing competing dualistic truths
resounding We Are One

Resonate CoArising Wave

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