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Our Not-So-Noisy Nest

We don’t sound right.

Too left-brained I hope

better balance might cool our home

relationships

lives

words

as richly dense Eternal Moment compost

feeds diversely rooted populations.

 

Lake’s surface ripples with

leaf blowers whining

jets roaring overhead

cars exhaustively streaming by

like cheerless tears of toxic bubbles.

 

Beneath

before

this vaporous high pitched system

still lives mountainous resonant joy.

Birds still tweet,

not just people,

rivers trickle and spray white noise

ocean surf still ebbs and flows

within our circulating systems.

 

Our hearts and lungs and minds

remember catholic lotus root systems

recall bisonic natural sync between

nature made commodious spirit lakes

reflecting

revealing

flowering

EarthTribe discovered Orthodox Tao mountain tops

natural tree-lined valleys in

regenerative systemed (0) core Prime Relationship

of left-brained Yang remembering

Yin’s true value as

polynomial is non-polynomial reversed

is binomially balanced

compassionately deep lake reflecting mindful mountain

dynamically harmonious dance of

peaceful twinkling

rippling

lapping

laughing thermonormative warm and slow relationship.

 

Communication,

positive discernment,

our bicameral vocation’s peaceful yeasty nest racing

embracing

evolving

revolving

rhythming

beating

breathing

thinking

choosing

soaring through humanity.

 

But, quietly, please?

Some of us are trying not to sleep.

 

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Revolutionary Psalm

What ecojustice requires of each

is precisely the same,

absolute integrity.

What justice invites us toward

is absolutely unique to each incarnation.

A love of justice,

a therapeutic bath

of self and Other acceptance

for who we are

as we are.

Redemption is a come as you are party

of deep integrity and love.

 

We are a species of cooperative communisters,

intentional communicators practicing community,

administering research

creating discovery

design

developing each regenerating being

to remember our EarthTribe

mutually defined

refined

divined.

 

Integral reiterations toward Multisystemic Therapy,

Deep Creative Learning toward balanced eco-living

(with oneself as well as others)

Nonviolent Listening toward active peaceful speaking

Positively hopeful toward ecology of graced-full mind

and harmonious heart

Permacultured Living toward integrative loving.

 

Regenerate metric-ulation

back in time pressed forward,

positively evolving toward rationality

integrity

sanity.

 

 

 

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Functional Human Family

Real life is a graced ecology

in which we learn compassion

for Self and Other-EcoSelf

by growing in mindfulness

of Self as integral to Other,

and vice versa.

 

Growing in positive mindfulness

can feel more like work camp

than a peace-filled Paradise Ashram.

 

When I comprehend

Work Camp is the Trimtab,

trim-the-fat,

tipping point

purgative learning invitation

toward enlightened love full-promised,

then perfect compassion occupies my mind.

Longing sweeps in toward universal belonging.

 

When life together feels like

monolithic Boot Camp,

and not so much Campy Play

and it seems no way

it could ever feel another way,

then I mindfully reverse

so it looks like

sure-footed positive intent toward

compassionate campus of soulful practice

with each of us all day

OR positive intent becomes shared vocation

to help each other understand

when this golden feeling evaporates

and why

and how we might help each other

more mindfully approach our messy dysfunctions together,

a functioning natural family

called “human” nature.

 

If human life,

and other natural systems,

feels more like a root canal

than gold-capped stress relief,

then water the memories of past gold caps

by imagining how this root canal

already builds toward your sustainably

healthy tooth

in the mouth of this well-fed community

living in polyculturing planet’s

positive potential Eternal Moment.

 

 

 

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SabbathTime Traveling

It feels wrong to commodify each day,

means to exclusively reclusive ends.

What mortality?

A night of dreams,

of merging id-entities into insight,

developing,

burgeoning coincidental awareness,

to arrive at co-prehensive moment

in morning’s meditation?

 

It feels right to full measure each day’s rhythm,

to respectfully dignify

our burgeoning story line’s

middle,

then commencement.

Each day a place of pilgrimage,

reauthoring our journey,

resting in rich place of gratitude

for gift of this eternal day’s promise;

fulfilling transition.

 

It feels wrong to commodify each moment,

means to ends.

What end?

Each life’s potential integrity

flows right and true,

radically replete song and dance,

engorged sustenance;

mindful,

graceful karma,

resonant resolutions.

Choosing rich eternal life

toward next moment’s transitioning abundance,

from prior moment’s integrity;

fulfilling

within time’s envelope

this day’s gifting economy.

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