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Advent Funerals with Birthdays

The coincidence of Advent
and the HW Bush eulogies
reminded me of DJ Trump’s challenge
to laugh about himself
at least as quickly as he laughs against others.

As compared to any recent US President,
he comes in dead last
for his appropriate humility,
willingness to sacredly listen, empathize with generosity,
and least place for his ability to nurture resilient international peace,
and I am not sure these two challenges
are merely side-by-side coincidental.

Other challenges seem to come with the Yangish motivation required to even become a credible candidate.

Presidential candidates
at least since the Civil War,
if not the Revolutionary War,
are not generally known for saintly sacred listening
to and for healthy multicultural developments,
domestic or foreign,
domestic and yet foreign
to those unschooled in WinWin health-power whisperings,

Noticing positive deviance
advocated and praised and blessed first well-humored,
before negative pedestrian bullying rat races continue
with all paranoid Win/Lose stripes
madly pursued by monoculturing manic political stars.

This Advent day of HW Bush eulogies
was also my oppositionally defiant daughter’s seventeenth birthday.
When I asked her for an allegorical meaning
for the Sleeping Beauty fable
she dismissed the story
as another patriarchal humorless female Messianic staple
for achieving EarthJustice happily ever after
by mere kiss of Prince Charming
after she had done all the heavy emotional lifting
required to rebuild sacred communion
with resilient good humor.

But, she is more interested in discussing Robin Hood
and Little Red Riding Hood,
all the potential messianic Hood leaders
who know predative patriarchal wolves when they see
and hear
and smell them,
even in hooded disguise,
transparently lying on their own grandmother’s bed
and Bibles
and thrones,
about being more committed to democratic good-humored healthy constitutions
advocates for sharing communion with all
before defending their own ego-centric hindquarters.

My fetal alcoholic seventeen year old daughter
knows wolves when she hears them
in government threatening humorless voices
or more entertainingly violent industrial corruption predators.

Feminist Hoods can themselves taste wolf hunger
for royal hunting and riding
and devouring innocent WinWin democratic youth,
separating them from their naive healthy multiculturing forests,
composed by
and for
and of naturally diverse and good-humored habitats.

She can smell satiated predators
growing hungry for vulnerable healthy integrity
stealing back fleeting power from Win/Lose playing wolves
by investing economic and political trust
in those still living natural-humored life
as a normal spiritually connecting re-investment.

Hooded egos still know this spiritually enchanted forest life
as a naturally reconnecting hope
for healthy happier,
more co-redemptive,
EarthJustice futures.

And so the eulogies
and my daughter’s exegetical birthday party progressed
through Cinderella’s king and queendom
at healthier humored EarthJustice hand
after marrying her Prince of Adventuring Revolutionary Peace.

On through the Three Little Pigs
enjoying shared wolf-soup communion
with all EarthTribe’s piglets and cubs,
dolls and stuffed bears
communioned while sitting down grace-fully together.

She hears this same polypathic humored journey
in every diversely sacred narrative
she leads and listens,
smells and tastes and feels
hope for Earth’s wealth
of future everyday health
for democratic constitutions,
disability stories,
eulogies inviting salvific humor.

This coincidence of birthday and funeral
reminds me of our sacred challenges
to laugh communally among ourselves
more than jeering a viral twittering weapon
against the vulnerabilities of others.

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After Dinner Reflection

What are you grateful for,
I asked my 420 post-millennials,
not expecting to hear much
beyond Thanksgiving Dinner bounty.

For extended family
good relationships
and even those more challenging
with those still here,

For those no longer more than ultra non-violently visible,
For those yet to become mature healthy adults,
For future generations waiting in our eggs and sperm
Together nurturing slow-grown potential.

And for good food
like apple crisp
fruitful everyday deep-dish respect,
mutual nutritional engagement,
health investments
for gratitude giving
and thanks taking,
slow
and resonant
nourishing 2020 pre-communion.

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Gratitude’s Authority

Power’s purpose is shared authority
within a responsive range
of freedom with other responsible neighbors
other reasonable,
non-paranoid,
non-egocentric,
non-violent people
other well-fed and watered animals
other nurturing root systems
powering with other nutritional generations now past
our future integrity potential
power of Here/Now co-authority.

And with each authoritative eco-mission
steps responsible passion
co-responsive left foot, then right,
left…
slow revolutionary emigrating eco-normic-logic
with immigrating ego responses
to what travels between free authority to speak
and bonded responsibility to listen

As issues prioritize
spawn and nurture
double-binding patriarchal missions
with matriarchal passion
wombing EarthTribe re-issues,
challenges for yet unbalanced integrity
of positive/negative energy

Health of all remaining sacred generations
now with burning and decaying secular regenerations
of EarthTribe power’s co-responsible passions

Especially gratitude for ego’s homeless distress
Authority to raise
and nourish
Eco’s responsive nest.

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Princess Goldie’s Thanksgiving Dream

Princess Goldie was homeless
somewhere within her Gaian ruling reign.
She walked lost
through this morning’s reforesting project,
learning to spring back together
what had fallen into last night’s cold morbidity.

Princess Golden was hungry
for WinWin rules of nutritional global play.
Her tummy rumbled
as she saw a WhiteHouse
next to a swamp of punishing nettles
not quite distant enough
for peaceful conservation.

She knocked on the WhiteHouse forest floor
but no answer
so she tried the closed door
winning wealthy place
yet losing future healthy space
for hibernating bears and bulls.

Princess Gaia opened what no one had denied.
Then tried to break her fast,
but the first red bowl was too fundamentally hot,
the second, blue, too terrifyingly secular
academic
theoretical
abstractly cold,
while the green third, though smaller heard,
was ideally cooperative communing
just right for immigration.

She tried YangBear’s hard seat of authority
then YinBear’s heart seat of extended family responsibilities
before breaking BabyBear’s imprisonment
in loser retributions
attributions of autonomous sin,
too small for growing winner optimizations
restorations of wealthy health.

Princess Golden
ruled with great nightmarish nappy time
chaotic lack of ecotherapeutic resting school,
then bilaterally governed within matriarchal complex forest
networks of too-soft nurture,
then fell asleep just right
in beds for polypathic dreams
tricameral

BabyBear in-between
PapaBear and MamaBear
speaks within her hibernating open cave
harboring WinWin resolutions
too hot v cold
too hard authority v soft family responsibility
too highly egocentric v holonic ecocentric diversity,
reversity of reforesting reclimating times,
perversity of lack of LeftBrain sleepy time,
university of RightBrain healthy story rhyme,

Princess Goldie’s ego homelessness
reforesting Earth-centering nest.

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Love is Healthy

“Give up all hope
for a better [healthier] past.”
Bumper Sticker, on way to church

“Give up no gratitude
discovering a better [healthier] future.”
Homily at Churching Hope Together

“Love [health] is all there is.”
The Beatles

“God [Health] is love.
The Bible

Because anger jumps out upon us
rooted in past images
perpetrating, and yet also victimized by, competing oppression,

Because fear lurks before us
as victims losing bad faith competitions
between LeftBrain expedience
and RightBrain ecological
and theological
prime [health] relational wisdom.

Love is all there is
in each here and now
gratitude for past health,
wherever we can cooperatively re-imagine it,
and hope for future wealth
where we can, together,
enchant light more

To disenchant less fear-mongering
and angry-consuming management
marketed, less effectively now,
to cooperating victims and perpetrators
of past and future climate sabotage

A most unhealthy climate,
inside and out,
to continue dissonantly Occupying,
especially when healthy cooperative climates
are already WinWin Occupying
trusted trusting HereNow hands
and hearts
and feet for occupying healthier climates,
healing EcoSchool sanctuary students
longing to reforest Paradise.

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Inside Voices

Why do I need to keep all my inside voices
speaking nicely with each other?
Expressing positive attitude,
gratitude for grace
and curious outdoor opportunity
feels much too positive to me.

It’s a robust Ego requirement,
An inside health and safety regulation.

That sounds like a federated government requirement
to open the door
so outside voices can tell me how to be grateful
for their underwhelming help.

Exactly.

OK. That is sooo inside only useless
lack of information.
What I’m trying to ask
is WHY are interdependent and resilient ecotherapeutic voices
an Ego-governing requirement?

Because this is a health democracy,
not a chaos anarchy,
which requires not feeding and watering
your elitist inside pathologies,
anti-matriarchal
and racist
and generally xenophobic through germaphobic
deep dark isolating
unsustainable fear
and anger
and active distrusting Voices.

That may be left and all right
but I never meant to take inside or outside voices all that seriously
or to hurt hurting green people
or sacred animals
or plants
with Them,
except maybe the mosquitoes and the weeds.

It may be that elitist human ego attitudes
have more in common with blood-sucking
parasitic
swarming mosquitoes,
and wealth-extracting
monocultural weed patches
of run-away overpopulated lack
of viably balanced consumer/producer economies
and ecotherapies
than any of the other insects
and edible and more ornamentally beautiful-voiced plants.

You make Egos and government regulators
sound like an infested parasitic thing.

Not at all my intent.
These are,
at our best,
cooperative health facilitators.
Allies of all our multiculturing inside voices
singing therapeutically enriching harmonies
danced with full mindbody resilience
all across Earth’s reforesting
healing skin.

Why, again, do we want to hear all our outside voices
speaking cooperatively with each other?
Taking slow-grown peaceful turns
singing and dancing in multicultural grace

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Swamp Babies

When participating in a HealthCare Future Search,
you are invited
to explore a personal timeline
as well as a global timeline
of critical healthcare events
in your past,
present,
and future.

HealthCare personal and political
and nurture-investment learning
begins early and ubiquitously
for new born and reborn ZeroZones
of all species

But, one of my earliest entries
on any personal and political timeline
is self-nurturing stimulation,
raptures,
wonders and awes,
paradise masturbation,
draining the compost swamp.

My parents were missionary-positioned
midwest monogamously StraightWhite Privileged
Republicans
but also underprivileged small family farmers
and matriarchal gardeners,
themselves raised
watered and fed
by missionary-positioned dairy farmers,
but also experts at cooperative HealthCare technologies
milking the tits of cows–
draining their nurture-swamps.

I recall lectures against premarital sex
out of contractually marketed wedlock
only for privileged orthodox swamps,
Yet total silence
on the non-subject of self-stimulating
HealthCare management
to avoid blueball
redblooded pressures,
competing tensions
with cooperative predilections
of and for belonging longing.

A much later Grace entry
on my personal gratitude HealthCare timeline
was becoming a parent,
When suddenly,
unexpectedly,
what was good for my firstborn son’s HealthCare
became what was also good enough
for my personal post-adoption
HealthCare for family swamps planning.

If sleeping through the night
was not in his best nutrition-feeding interest,
then not sleepy mine either.

Fortunately,
to place this co-redemptive miracle on my Future Search timeline
does not require I can explain how it arrived
remarkably self-with-SacredOther
co-nurturing stimulation.

My journey from competitive intrapersonal HealthCare
toward cooperative interpersonal newborn health-wealth care
feels as quickly under-capitalized normal
as an overnight co-adoption placement,
a co-revival natural-spiritual experience,
a reborn together rapture
from which I never fully recovered
my strictly autonomous intrapersonal swamp–

If only because isolated decaying swamps,
although immensely fertile,
are not healthy long-term habitats
for mammalian autonomy–
way too many bugs
and the water is unthinkable.

 

The first entry on my global cooperative HealthCare timeline
is noticing WinWin HealthTrends
As alike as we are polyculturing adults,
newborns of all mammalian DNA-prescribed species
are much more HealthCare giving for
and receiving from parents
and teachers
and WinWin Future Mentors

Sometimes cooperatively draining our pathological swamps together
and sometimes competing too secretively autonomous
in supremely unspoken self-governance,
our personal shame
hiding within global swamps of politically toxic blame.

My second global FutureSearch entry
in our cooperative HealthCare timeline,
is when I also noticed
that newborns emerge from nutritious swampy wombs
to hopefully return to elder compost swamps.

Swamps highly fertile,
regenerative environments,
richly resilient OpenSystems
and deeply resonant with polypathic life,
from early spring rutting croaks of bullfrogs
through winter’s red cardinal love song.

ReBorn cooperative HealthCare
draining and timeline composting
personal through global
under-valued swamps
hosting lower risk sacred revival
for higher opportunity secular thrival–
WinWin EarthTribal.

 

 

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