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History’s Balancing Act

I continue reading Iain McGilchrist’s
“The Master [Mistress] and his [her] Emissary,”
a retelling of many RightWing dominant
and LeftWing repressed and suppressed events
anti-ecofeminist
and pro-orthodox patriarchal white privileged histories
of nationalistic fatherlands
written across the individual ego-hearts
and eco-habitats
of every EarthMother trans-regenerator
born into spatially incremental awareness
through temporally exponential change–

like a river
greeting an ocean
and an ocean
receiving a river.

Where Julian Jaynes
tells a psychological story of bicameral breakdown
into RightWing bipolar schizophrenic madness,

Introducing healing possibilities
in WinLeft/WinRight
WinWest/WinEastern dipolar integrity,

McGilchrist sees bicameral balance buildup
of LeftBrain ego competence
to passionately re-heal RightBrain integrity
remembering each ego-individuating story,
restorative listening and speaking continuous identity’s history
uniquely, yet interdependently,
told through bicameral
bilateral
binomial polypathic
polyphonic musing music
polynomially ZeroSoul Zone
resiliently dancing
universal ego
and unitarian eco-habitat resonance,

Integrity’s double-boundary
Yes! Yes!
ecstatic communion potential.

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Blessed Are…

Blessed are transgenerative memories
of spatial neighborhoods
and temporal past through future generations,

Ours is the compassionate co-empathy
sustaining Earth’s both natural and spiritual
outside and inside
inhaled and exhaled
implicating and exclamating
listening and praising
Zero ZenSoul

Of integral transubstantiating resilient health,
timeless expansive wealth,
becoming whole
holonic
bicamerally restructured again.

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Playing Without Weapons

She played her mysterious saxophone
as if we could be together alone
in concert halls
and Republican
and Green Democratic balls,
behind
and in front of
magisterial boundary walls.

She brought in a few million dollars
from quiet
more sedate
enraptured listening fans

Before her critics
complained She takes no risks,
no dissonance dare pass her wet vibrating reed.
Hopelessly romantic,
Without a hint of unpredictability.
Too many sustained wooden notes!

She is to saxophone performance
as communion
and compassionate communication
are to tiresomely pedantic religious orthodoxy,
behind
and in front of
multiculturing experiential walls.

About half a billion well-voiced dollars later,
She thought it time to respond
from a patriarchal position of musing strength.

“I invite those who don’t like my ecofeminist natural music
to not listen with such obviously desperate disappointment.
Instead
make your own muse
on your own performing saxophone
or flute,
Your own drum of choice.
Become wildly successful
with your own well-tooled, but unweaponed, message.
Make tons of fan co-invested money.”

“And, when you do,
I am sure I will have a chance to listen mindfully with you.
And, I hope I will become greatly amazed
with spatial wonder
and timeless awe.”

“I will be so happy
to raptly listen
and write your superlative review,
to become your greatest co-empathic fan.”

“Sadly,
until that great gettin-up morning,
I will continue playing my best music alone,
and hope you will now know
my muse and I best hope
to become your John the Baptist,
in faith waiting for your richer Messiah tunes
of even greater
wealthier
healthier rapture.”

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Healthy Arts

A sometimes Yin
sometimes Yang
climate health advocate,
reading Thich Nhat Hanh,
unlyrically speaking of the Arts,
Muses of Communication,
creating resiliently wealthy Community,

S/he warmly considers
Why is such a simple book
so difficult to remember,
and breathfully incarnate?
Soaring through each chapter
for the third time
in less than an historic decade,

She notices
before “Art of Communicating”
Thich Nhat Hanh wrote
Science of “Fear.”

Fears about courageously communicating
even within our left and curious right hemispheres
about either/or
thought v feeling
dominating Western sciences
for dualistic cognitive nature v emotive spirit research
overpowering both/and Eastern acts of compassion,
compression
expansion

S/he holds these sacred communion keys
close within his vest,
listening for peaceful control
of that which leaves her
listening impassioned nest.

She speaks harmonic mantras
for love of understanding
when suffering arises
so too do fear
and stressed out waiting ominous boredom,
without nurtured lives of courage
climate planning.

Despite lapse of peaceful memory,
s/he’s more mindful now of vocational communions
in global interweaving communities
continuing resilient international health communication

When s/he practices
zen re-reads
time re-practices
curious compassions
overwhelming Western fear-filled praxis.

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Unfinished Exodus

As Exodus tells his story,
Moses was compelled by God
and then invited,
commissioned by inside/outside Voice,
and bv voices of Israel’s extended people
to lead them through forty desert years
of sometimes nomadic wins
and mostly immigrating losses
in a competitively shared wilderness.

Then,
just as they approached the Promised Land’s border,
now matured
multigenerationally seasoned
regeneratively prepared for entry
into this great Middle Eastern creolization journey
in-between Earth’s secular/sacred history
of multicultural peace-making,
win/win environmental envisioning
and compassionate planning
and cooperative implementation,

Just as Moses could climb a sacred yang mountain
and look across rich heavenly green Promise
in Yahweh’s chosen yin valley
of profoundly interdependent
complexly transcendent
co-presence,

Moses suddenly understood right then
right there,
he would die before he could live
among those who would cross over
to complete this epic historic pilgrimage
toward compassionate climate of Promise,
both secular and sacred majesty,
patriotic epiphany
of resilient
multiculturing
healthy demo/theo-cracy.

I see our post-millennial Boomer regenerative process
restoratively wandering through this win/lose forty year
post-industrial wilderness
toward epic climate pollution risks
and monocultural loss
for polycultural wins
of ego-left/eco-right opportunity.

Here,
with now,
on this very cusp of 2020 robust revision,
I know we will not live
to see health optimizing
resilient Promised land and waters,

Although I have lived and loved to locally
and globally,
personally
and politically,
ecologically
and economically long to grow
together
migrant green integrity.

And my autonomous left hemisphere feels disappointed
sad
unfairly deprived about this unfinished migration,
Frustrated because cooperative liberal love,
active compassion,
is so obviously healthier for all travelers riding Earth,
wealthier than competitive fragmenting mistrust,
conserving climatic rage
about our globally
and locally unfinished industrial business.

At the same time
my dipolar interdependent right hemisphere
remains timelessly silent
on topics of ego-left mortality.

S/he may not distinguish
between first yang-patriarchal inhale
and last yin-matriarchal exhale
because this Zen ZeroSoul,
this Holy Nature/Spirit
is one
with that of Moses,

With all Messianic pilgrims,
leaders,
facilitators,
mediators,
With all bodhisattva peace mentors,
With restorative peace and justice integrity Advocates,
wandering a post-industrial green wilderness.

Polypathic Moses
of Earth’s great exodus Rapture
into unfinished healthier life
wealthier transformational business
of regenerating Promise,
for transgenerating lands and waters,
mountains and river-valleys,
mortally unfinished transcendent Eminence
and immortally interdependent Imminence,
Yang universal being with Yintegral uniting
resilient becoming
yet unfinished Exodus
into climatic healthy Promise.

 

 

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Closed White Doors

My eyes wander against this white privileged door,
starkly plain in sight
and self-secured.

My mind wonders around this bedroom door
as if the first ever seen
back when doors
were open doorways
for entering curiously in
and courageously back out
of cavernous
or canopied shelters
from storms and cold
and unbearable desert heat.

I wonder courageously against
and curiously about this white door
as if the first and last one ever seen
and heard.

What were doorways called
before we had white doors?

Invitations
or opportunities
and risks to turn my eyes and back
away from outside climates,
too inhospitable.

What were these entrances and exits named?
Non-doored ways to inside shelters
and outside adventures,
long before white privileged history
and reborn climates of pathology.

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Rejoining Work With Play

Dividing work from play,
like noting night not day,
is useful in a left brain dominant way
yet not so good
in right and left to-gathering
communicating say.

In my most real
and sacred trust right mind
no profound difference I find,
not even any healthy reason to distinguish
secular and physical work
from sacred mental play,
cooperative investment
from perpetuating multicultural empowerment,
communicating humors, dark and light,
virtuous polypathic and polyphonic
reiterative exchange loops,
harmonious circles,
seasons of processing health
producing nutritious wealth,

Sacred trinities of ego
and eco
and double-binding ego/eco
searching truth statements
about compassionate regenerative EarthBound patriotism
to this planet home of humored Earth,

Host of work and play
wealth and health co-passioning experience
left-autonomous either secular or sacred
with both natural and spiritual rights more integral
re-creative process
and nondual Eastern passions,

Cognition from emotion,
being from becoming,
ego belonging Left from eco-longing Right
universal secular nutritional memories
from unitarian tribal experience
originating in EarthMothers’ eco-wombed Communion
health-wealth Commons
politically empowering
economic win/win healing ecology
re-wombed,
re-connecting,
re-collecting,

In my most real and sacred true right mind
I find
no profound secular difference,
not even any sacred healthy reason
to distinguish
or extinguish
secular physical engagement
from sacred mental cooperative commitment.

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