Reasoned Bicameral Balance

A rational frame of reference
for multicultural Taoism,
preferred by UniversalYang
and deferred with UnitarianYin,
regards experiences of systemic racism
and white straight male privilege
not only within each individual,
but within each community,
each faith community,
each ecopolitical energy-organizing sector
across this global EarthTribe.

This Taoistic reason/feeling approach
to big systemic issues
is more tipping point analytical,
probably inspired by polypathic bicameral Bucky Fuller,
And not so much monopolized by
micro-identity ego-afflicted elitism,
supremacy ideologies,
victimization debates
about how mine
is unfortunately bigger than yours.

Tao mindfulness
would prefer not to hear,
much less see or feel
Yang abusing
or even neglecting victimized Yin,
further Business As Usual
sometimes violent
Left hemisphere predations
or even verbal cultural misappropriations
depreciating healthy values
of cooperative Win/Win Right hemisphere resonance.

and other universal either/or egopatriarchal thinkers
and unitarian both/and ecofeminist feelers,
prefer the non-violent web
of secularYang with sacred Yintegrity,
bilaterally balanced
egopatriarchal competitive Type Yangs
fascinated with
and ceaselessly curious about
ecofeminist coopertive Type Yins,

Written dipolar co-arisingly
across the hemispheres of each heart,
each left with right non-violently winged
bi-hemispheric universal Soul,
and written across the outdoor climate geospheres
of Earth,
more multiculturally inclusive
on this larger stage
of healthy democratic energy,
more resilient polyculturing empowerment.


I Wonder Why

I wonder why
this perennial topic of death
does not interest me

Even my own
evokes cold detachment
rather than invoking warm
heated attachment to denial
body betrayal.

Death cast in dull shadow
by my fascination with my own mortal
double-boundaried life

Which came from lives
not mine
and returns,
disperses? perhaps,
this individuated Ego

Born and reborn
from and of
Earth’s eco-centered
co-gravitation with Sun and Moon
light and dual-dark
double negatives equating positives,
regenerate Energy’s great democracy
ergodically dynamic
experiential math and con-science
rather than entropically stuck
stale death

From win/win beginnings,
Alpha waves
through death’s atomic
whole ego-embodied system
leftbrain autonomous identity
back through brain systemic holistic individuation

Easing back into this great Climate Sea
of re-emergent win/win becoming,
sacred right mystery and profane left history,
dual-dark enlightenment,
dark images and bright win/win memory
future already past interdependent
Energy CoPresent

So much more curious
and interesting
than lack thereof.


Here Is My Ecological Faith

Here is my faith
rooted in experience
yet to flower in things unseen,
relationships unfelt,
communications not yet heard,
tasted and spit out;

When I touch another life’s body
with kindness
I am thereby touched in return
by remediation,
intimate compassion,

Perhaps this is also innocently true
of touching minds
with kind and curious intent,
compassionate purpose,

that is about my active hope,
already extending out
further family projections
from healing inside faith experience
that reemerges faith healing imaged future,
fluidly resonant
and co-presently resilient.


Winged Economy

When I wash dishes
I look out at my bird feeder,
noticing which political species are best at cooperating,
easy democratic process,
remaining focused on collective nutritional energy gains,
“we’re all in this together” feathers of kin kind
And, which are more elitist,
not so good with sharing a modestly seeded pot;
blue jays predatively pecking,
crows taking over with raucous self-appointed authority,
ganging up against non-supremacists
seeking win/win democratic health.
But, this morning’s meditation
looks over at a nearby large bush,
now January cold barren brown
camouflage, more than shelter,
for local birds of all species
waiting their feeding turn,
frightened by my neighbor’s cat
or a hawk flying ominously overhead
or human noises leaking through my windows.
This small bird sanctuary,
Or is it an asylum?…
Perhaps both, depending on the bird,
harbors those waiting,
patiently, impatiently,
How would I know?
for their turn at their nutrition tower,
their seed Commons,
their energy media feeding station,
local source for economic and political exchange,
social busyness.
Each bird flies back and forth,
some dressed in drab everyday,
others more business-ready flashy,
but all conjoining waves of flowing energy
in-between asylum bush
and open season feeding sanctuary.
Sometimes listeners and watchers,
and then short-flight toward feeders,
receiving sacred wafers,
investments in cooperative multiculturing futures,
gifts of a generous green Earth.
they are gone.
The feeder Commons
My meditative hiding
and curiously waiting medicine bush
bereft of waving winged energy
breathing in and out,
feathered wings up and down.
Time to go back home
to more private nests
or, perhaps
to visit my neighbor’s cooperative feeder,
another caffeinated sanctuary
outside his own warm interior asylum.

Wealthy 2020 Climates

What do I mean
when I struggle to define my vocation
as a Climate Activist?

How am I anxious
and how might I more positively

An Activist,
hoping for resilient interrelationship
and resonant communication equity,
feedback and forth loops,
is, first, a listening contemplative,
EgoTherapeutic Investor.

We listen
not only with and for egalitarian balance,
non-violent communications,
compassionate cooperative therapies,
democratic relationships of warm appreciation,
but also with and for multicultural win/win input
predicting robust health
of dynamic climate outcomes.

But, what could we mean
by longing for a more sacred Climate?
Green organic outside,
red-blooded holistic nutrition inside.

Climate may be habitat
and energy system,
healthy when not only democratically egalitarian
but also inclusively,
organically interdependent,
like networks of self/other-regenerating systems.

ecological and neurological,
outside and inside,
seek healthy harmonies,
musical muses,
liturgical dancers
cast by revolving Earth
and revolutionary peace-trusting EarthTribes,
spinning in-between Sun and Moon,
external and internal win/win orbits
of light and dark,
health and pathology,
love and hate,
communication and dissociation,
relationship and segregation,
rightbrain intersectionality and leftbrain either/or reductive apartheid,
yinflow both/and yang-strength.

In this uneven
eternally timeless moment
of 19 year old anxiety, for non-elite youthful listeners,
of anticipation, for seasoned polypath poets
and priests,
polyphonic preachers
and multi-theistic teachers
and Climate Activist polycultural prophets

Unfolds tomorrow’s Alpha 2020 Day
of democratic energy optimization,
equally and interdependently heard system inside
before resiliently and resonantly felt
before spoken
with universal
transparently substantial
2020 outside,
secular/sacred ReMembering.


Political Health

In this body
in which I healthy live

And, in this economic class
in which I study comparative social investments,
some more belligerently competitive,
others reassuringly warm culture cooperative,

We use these health v pathology discernment tools,
investment histories,
to understand how we are publicly
and privately committed
to our nutrition nurturing environments
within sacred Earth,
how we secularly are with ecological relationships
violently and non-violently communicated,
competitively ZeroSum debated
and cooperatively NonZeroSum,
plus emergent ecosystemic health multipliers, discussed,
commissioned by alien transcendent, yet fragile, Divinities
communioned by and through EarthMother’s
recycling strings of recombinant DNA.

In this ecologically relational
and economic health body
in which I live,
I cannot hear your communications
as irrelevant to my racial characteristics,
my financial value history
as commodified
in U.S. currency,

In liquid
and frozen
and over-heated assets
and environmental liabilities,
because these are germane to our power assessment
of me as an individual,
within a non-extended monocultural Republic,
And an extended polycultural Species,

Sharing this sacred ecological network
of interdependent organic systems
often green and brown and black
and red and blue
shades of light and shadow
multicultural sanctuary felt
and octave hues and tones remembered
as MotherEarthCentric warm moist memories,

Iconic Source
of all wombed health,
EarthMother resonant wealth

In this body
in which I live
and sometime die.


Advent of Adventure

There’s something to be said
for doing the right thing,
even for the wrong reasons.

Reasons are about becoming, a work in progress,
as doing is about living, a lifetime process,
both fully where
and when
and why
and what
and how we are
each day following disembodied wandering rights
of sometimes restless,
other times restful
playtimes more cooperative
than competitive,

And nightmares
about doing the wrong thing
for economic and politically
left-brain thought to be correct reasons,
natural and right-brain spiritual,

Seeking paradise adventures
engaging health-embodied relationships
communing with reasons
felt more right
than anthro-elitist wrong,

Inviting something,
perhaps to be loudly said,
often to remain silently fed
but discretely unsaid,
while doing healthy things
for complex wrong and right wealthier reasons,

Yet, within this LeftBrain dominant ego
remains something deductively unfinishable,
some warm accompaniment unsaid,
not identifiable
for doing right things
with reasons of robust resonant intentions
to ride this creative tensioned cusp,
that sacred tipping secular point,
in-between not not wrong alternatives,

And know
this timeless ineffable advent
is sufficiently resilient adventure.