EarthDay by Day

Day by day
within each passing shadow,
surging strength
to grow from fear through time.

Night by night
without full hope of living,
doubt pervades
my troubling mind’s worst fears.

Night by day
and day by night
within each dwelling passion,
faith I find
to live despite dark nights.

Day by night
and night by day
we dream co-dwelling passions,
loves as lives
to die apart in light,
to fly as part of bright.


EarthTribe Sanctuary

Bird chatter echoes mutual greetings
psalms reciting Other’s praising morning light
promising their co-enrapture of return
before light fades to dusk this night.

Birds echo cathedrals of tree majestic chatter,
underflight of bees and insect buzz growing conjoined refrain
evening’s glad sung massive eulogy
consecrates this flying day’s compline,
grace delight.

Liturgy of Earth flight song
echoes through shattering light,
entering as exiting each shared dark mythic night.


Natural States of Being

Who were you today,
at your best moments?

Grouchy hermit
already missing quality dream times
and rhythms
when chimes greet pre-light’s crust frosty dawn,
to get Yang, then Yin, up and out of our sangha,
ready to enter their own daytime sanghas,
tired of such anciently perennial retired,
Monday through Friday.

red coal scaly patterns
in blackened ash logs,
burning to fluffy carbon chalk,
nutrient potential for some soils,
although not mine,
perhaps my neighbor’s?

for a bright, although admittedly too intermittent, sun,
sliding in and out of hiding.

A smile,
where one would otherwise have been sadly absent.

feeling Arctic on my ears and neck
and nose
and through my nose out toward my aching bone marrow,
yet near my well-heated
and brightly lit

Ellen Fisher on NPR saying
“No one gets out of love alive.”
with so much enthusiasm and passion
for regenerative feelings and empathic maturing capacity
to manage anger’s ego-offense
with a strong remembering love’s co-opportunity defense
against high risk anthrocentric,
ego-bratty behavior.

for Yin political and economic cooperative opportunities
seeking harmonic balance.

of untimely rest as grace,
of older-wiser intent
without time to hear Earth’s glamorous response,
to newfound mutually speaking parts
and songs of dancing glances.

Gently eagerly lifting
blue tarp skirt
of my elegantly stacked woodpile,
seducing me with more fuel
for erotic clandestine fires.

Feeling Yang feeding on my third eye spot,
sucking in any embodied nutrients she might hope to find
within such grandfatherly care,
laughing together
at just how silly we appear
even to ourselves,

yet contenting with this narrow midway
modestly chasing Gods of True Love reborn
long-married to Gods and Godesses of Angry Past Deductions
meet Fear of Future’s Inductive
dualdark function,
confluent dialectical ego-demise
sinking into moonfilled eco-hibernation.


On Difference Between Evolutionary Process and Regenerative Ecosystems

No clue.

Seems like this is an important scientific and spiritual question, and a natural-systemic question, but it’s hard for me to hear it within either our scientific or health-care cultures, much less our religious sector.

Perhaps the reason I have trouble finding any difference between endosymbiotic evolutionary theory and temporal growth/decline dynamics, and regenerative systemic communication, information, formation, and bilateral-temporal-neural-biosystemic functional process for developing healthy and safe biosystems, is because there just isn’t any difference, or these are paradigmatic distinctions, sharing one permacultural informational ecosystemic 0-soul eco-normic LifePositive OVER DeathDoubleNegativeBinary WinWin Bionic Health and Safety Cooperative Gaming Theory.

Or, something along those lines, for those into digital-binary gaming systems, which I am not myself; more of a Unitarian-Universal Tao-Zeroist, PostMillennial PermaCulturist for both Interior and Exterior Landscapes, assumed to co-arise as time folds and unfolds co-gravitationally, as Uracil greets Cytosine, as day both greets dark dreams as double-dark gives way to dawn’s enlightenment, as warm fuses all cold climatic elements to transubstantiate light’s cold temporal potential, as summer emerges diastatically nutritious health and heat from winter’s hibernating decomposition and interior landscape purgation of DNA-conflicted Ego’s  AngerPast+FutureFear demands for more than Left-brain’s RightFilled Yin 50% of BiCameral EcoConscious Evolutionary-Regenerative, TransParently CoPresent, BiLateral-Temporal 50/50 Balancing EcoLogical Language as Positive=evolutionary regenerative healthy process, while Negative=notpast/notfuture balanced evolutionary regenerative pathological EgoWithinEcoRooted-DNA-temporal/fractal decompositional dipolar-diastatic permacultural ecolandscape WinWin analysis, design, principles, deep learning structure, all deeply eco-ego double-camera logical deductive/inductive-empathic bilateral-temporal neural syntax.

Hmmm. That seems a bit circular and yet run-on, at the same time. At best complex; at worst, merely dense. Let’s try again with this hypothesis.

Maybe there is a difference. In a way this may be like the chicken and egg question. Perhaps regenerative ecosystems are embryonic precursors of evolutionary processed chickens, like Julian Jaynes’ evolutionary theory of Left-brain and language’s evolutionary emergence from Right-Temporal aptic/synaptic Original Intent. Right MindBody is DNA/RNA-ecocentric mute co-empathically LeftDominant/RightRecessive-voiced. DNA is iconic of AnthroCentric Ego’s dominant evolutionary-culturing process, while RNA is embryonic of DNA and EarthOrganic-EcoCentric RightYinYin = LeftYang Tao-(0) Convex/Concave Universal/Unitarian EcoLogical, and PermaCultural Balance projecting WinWin Polycultural slow-growth Optimization Continuous Quality Improvement trends.

Hmmm. Not sure that is an improvement. Well is is shorter. So, moving in the right direction.  Let’s try starting with a quote from Andrew Cohen, who knows how to write reasonably-scaled citizens, I mean sentences.

“In traditional cultures, God or Spirit was the unquestioned reference point for higher meaning and purpose [and health and security and medicine].But those of us at the leading edge of modern and postmodern culture today have largely rejected what we perceived as outdated traditional moral, philosophical, and spiritual [Creation Story] worldviews. And, as of yet, we haven’t really found anything to replace them as a source of higher meaning and purpose.”

Hmmm, what if God/Spirit/Energy is ReGenerative Process, the evolution of Time it’s bilateral-dualdark-TransParent-co-arising/gravitational echo-self as DNA-languaged Other? That doesn’t really feel like a replacement so much as a potential “both-and” outcome.

Maybe not. But at least it’s shorter. Anyway, while I proudly claim to be an Andrew Cohen fan, this is a point in “Evolutionary Enlightenment” where we may actually disagree about how we see our present Great Transition, our interior and exterior landscapes of climatic change. I see a remembering that God/Spirit/Energy is regeneratively rooted in the healthy and safe polycultural outcomes of our co-arising evolutionary process, as individuals, as a species, as Bodhisattva Warriors and EcoMessiahs and PermaCultural Designers of Yang-Positive Time convexly explicating OVER YinYin-DoubleNotNot PolyNomial, PolyPathic, PolyMorphic, PolyCoOperative, Multisystemic Bicameral Therapy v. Pathological Cognitive/Affective Dissonance.

It seems like it should be easier, and much shorter, to invest in cooperative political and economic and GodPositive Health Trends, rather than have to competitively deduce and reduce which paradigms and word-choices might grab both your analogical and ecological resonance-optimization trends. Maybe when Goddess Gaia and SunGod once again bilaterally rule our DNA polycultural beehive, we might realize that interior is to exterior as exterior is to interior landscape, implies that if God/Spirit/Energy/Medicine/Health has co-created us in HisYang/HerYinYin image, then each of us and all of us also regenerate HisYang/HerYinYin in our own BiCamerally Remembering ReCreation Story.

If that much makes both evolutionary and regenerative systemic logical sense, then my EgoLeft’s optimal consciousness of self/other identity includes nonverbal access to co-empathic-intuitive-aptic Right MindBody’s possession of health-life back through incarnating regenerational time, and this co-arising awareness is a co-relational sacred trust, and a cooperative co-investment partnership between EgoSelf, nested holonically Interior/Embryonic co-related within EcoProGenitor’s DNA-syntaxed fractal-dialectical-dipolar Golden Rule.

Oh dear, just what I thought we were getting somewhere, all those hyphen-strings of redundantly reiterative adVERBs, acting like linked pearls of nouns, remind me that this is a regenerative-evolutionary creation story still in process of delivery, echoing through great transitional and revolutionary-occupier syntax and permacultural planning and design and doing, becoming. We are God becoming ReGeneratively SelfConscious BiCameral PositiveTherapy/NegativePathology Incubators, in EgoSelf-optimizing grateful service to Future Time’s CoArising ReGeneration.

I don’t know if speaking in capitals really helps, or just gets in the way. It all feels so crystal-clear and profoundly deep, that mere logos-logic sucks all the MythicMajesty out of this contenting life as EarthTribe CoOperative CoMentor, researching together how to optimize life as love, by divesting of interior/exterior angry-past PreMillennial dominantly fearing future absence of EgoMortal Time.

Wouldn’t surprise me if evolutionary process intends regenerative global systemic health, by divesting of degenerative pathological dissonance; whic may have something to do with the coincidence that evil is languaged as backward-reverse-“live”.  Then again, it could just be a co-arising nondual coincidence of syntaxed temporal synaptic/aptic Right MindBody memory verbs folding and unfolding in light v. dark as warmlive v. coldevil dialectic dipolar conversation.

Hmmm. Evolving Left predicts ReGenerating Right responding to CoArising Left researching ProcessGod’s evolving re-creation. That reminds me that if you spin Tao’s Yang-Yin icon it could also be 4D iconic of fractal-thermodynamic regenerative, self-perpetuating, self-optimizing, bilateral balance.  Really not all that much like my day to day life, where I seem to over value what happens to my ego during the day and undervalue what goes round for my eco during dual-dark TransParent notnot night.


January Light

He stood stalwart
watching western dusk
promising pink and red ribbon of light
crevice of Presence
between dual dark starless night
and vaguely outlined Earth’s end of bright
for yet another day’s journey
through spatial time,
diurnal rhyme.

Boot journeyed feet planted
centering weight and stretching spine
reaching to breach this transitional last gasp
of hope’s new day,
grasping for how this time is without precedent
yet timelessly emerging
re-submitting into unto worn-dark cosmic consciousness,
narrow gap of fading pink with blue-grey veins
networking night of sky with Earth
to close this endless day.

Where was he when this time started and closed
and before?
Standing stake-out watching Earth Day’s fading string
of time’s co-gravitational light
folding in Earth’s darkening rim
rolling toward him
across cold black twilight night
reaching toward his Elder future
staring blind toward endless time
glaring timeless blind back through him.

At last, he inhaled deaf heaven and blind Earth’s embrace
one more time
less day turning night
breathing light in and out of dreams
through lives of ages
lost to reasoned memory.

Treasonally forgetting
to say farewell
and namaste
before gently closing his back yard’s western door
with full will and warm co-arising intent
to thank morning’s dawn
for showing up
despite his lack of eco-social grace.

His dreams drench absorbing graceful face
smiling Earth’s radical revolution
with timeless eternal pace
of dusk’s red ribboned grace
warning dawn’s threshold of climatic race
toward upside-down political economies
as Heaven dressing Earth
in moon-evolving star light,
while Earth cooperates her most regeneratively sexy synthesis
through sun revolving light’s full ecoconsciousness;
all dressed up
with every ecorevolutionary place to go.

He stared this dual dressed study
until his turn to exhale once more,
while opening dawn’s eastern gathering door.


NewPerennial Opera

Past years of lives of ages gone
yet dark shadows shaping choices,
hiding unrecognized options
waiting for their New Year ReSolutions.

Future lives unraveling evil absent
doubling over crying laughter
days of PreMillennial Futures
cooperatively over-invested in competing
to Win a race only won through losing
Ego’s monocultive face.

Past tears seeding passion’s future flowers.
Flowers tearing weeds’ proactive past repression.
Regenerating fusions
recessing degeneration’s fission,
co-arising to co-fall PolyPerennial Harvest.

Reverse-cycling trees praying through root systems
Their feathered leaves may climax each timeless day
to rest deeply ruthless shy fear of unending fear
fogging elation’s joy in timeless joy
for this ReGenerate PostMillennial Season
of ecotherapeutic deductively induced
Natural Systemic Reason.

Future years of loves of ages emerging
bicamerally enlightened form
as eco-balancing Tao function,
bilateral Time bowing Namaste
facing Elational Space’s ZenAsDay,
spirited forms emerging Time’s naturally harmonic function.

Science merging ConScience,
Transitional Generation cooperatively growing Post ReGeneration,
Physics polypathing MetaPhysics,
EcoSystems dancing 4-step MultiSystemic Therapy,
Hope faithing Active Love,
Energy revoluting Synergy, conjoined as Integrity,
Iterations evolving CoEmpathic ReIterations,
Oppositions co-arising NonDual Appositionals,
YinYin dual-dark enthymeming YangYin cosmic-logical balance,
ionic tipping points co-drawing nondual ergodic-holonic harmony,
Win-Lose Becoming resolutioning Win-Win Being,
(0) cooperative Elation radiating Prime Ego/Eco Relation
TaoTime investment regenerating RNA strings of cooperative health,
Old Year’s Eve begetting New Year’s Timeless Day
dream embracing
TransParenting Nights.


Karma Grace

Our species’ karma
holds reasons and seasons with vast authority
color and romance
discipline and disaster
nature and spirit
to inform my family’s karma.

My family’s karma
explains my vocation and purpose
with far more authority and truth
goodness and beauty
peace with justice
terror and vitality
shock and awe and wonder
than my own proprietary ego-eco,
Left v. Right brain conversation,
truncated from where this ego originated
and future this eco-intelligence invites.

My own co-operative karma
invites vocation and purpose
as liturgy invites song and dance,
procession and pilgrimage
across each day
swimming through each night’s dreams
with vigorous resonance and resolution;
which too often feels overwhelming by light of day.

Now, which battle lines do I really want to draw today?
And why not draw them more inclusively,
to struggle with each other
to find our balancing equivalence
our solidarity of mutual subsidiarity
together noticing twilight lines each day’s shared battles
waiting to breathe through another day.

Our species’ permacultural language
and DNA encoded memory
holds reasons and seasons
with personally cooperative authority.


Grace’s Seductive Nature

This day dresses gracefully

like all our days before

but each one unfolds differently

with unique charism and dignity

inviting dawn’s engagement

to stay together in her place

a habitat that paints a dance

across my senses

reminding days before

some less, some more,

some brighter, others dark

wet to dry

cloudy to bright toward dusky night.


Each dawn invites engagement.

Step out into my sky!

Nature draws my humaned nature

out in simple abandonment of roof

and walls, windows and doors.

Step out please spin this day with us!

Ms. Day’s natural ways

have trees for voice and waving arms

and meadows for her lap

rivers sometimes quick and rocky and frisky

but usually more sedate,

lately, too often murky,

her circulation needs more exercise

more human exercise to swell her flows

and clear her clogs

beneath her lacey dressed up grace.


Each afternoon invites marriage

of human nature’s eco-clan.

Her heat each day reminds

invest some heat her way.

Summer’s warm acidic

flashy orange-red-tomatoed polish.

Fall’s weeping kaleidoscope

seeding color compost

cool and moist fragrant maturity

a harvest for her nest.

Winter’s white crystal sequined gown

hides icey heart in hybernation.

These days with her are shorter.

She freezes and prefers a solitary nap.

But, when she’s bright and warm and

brilliant, gleaming so white bright

her rays burn crisp dry skin

exposed beneath my chin

as I venture forth for warmth’s brief fling,

sniffing searching for her sisters’

warmer green-hued spring.

Warm spring heat gives birth to

flower, food, fragrance, folly

to be worried about missing her past winter.

Her fecund grace pledges a bun dance

for our wedding,

each mindful natured afternoon a marriage

of our diversely racing meetings.


Each day’s evening draws me toward her honeyed moon.

A time to rest together through dark

nights of reweaving flight

remembering this day’s beauty

and her beast

when nature’s tensions

made me want to slam shut door

go back inside

say, What for!

But dwelling in this beastly beauty

warps a weavish fecund trail

toward dawn’s next new dress

seducing humans’ nature.


Weeping Trees of Life

My tree of life too often weeps

willowing down toward grounded roots

sustaining all this weight of history.


Our tree of life grows up and down,

a tree of cultured composting ground

up through tiny reaching tendrils

laced to root-unwinding system growth,

up toward light and air and breeze

and full-bloomed flower of polyculturing praise.


My life tree weeps for fear of death

tear-seeds reining in my soul

winking down through fertile ground

where springs bring hope of day.


Not all trees are weeping trees.

We tend to grow near watered streams

flooding nutrintegritative souls

awash in tears

informed by years of self-encultured

sadness ignored by upright stretch

of stronger Yangish stuff,

with dryer roots.


My tree of life too often weeps

to grow up as an oak

filled willow to reach around this Earth

and dance with roots

gracefully embracing soulfilled

gravitating rhythms

of regenesis.


My tree of life too often weeps to grow.