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Optimizing WinWin Gratitude

This holistic position
simultaneously invites co-passion
and celebrates becoming ever more compassionate,

Inspired that Earth stewards hope to rightly balance
human relationships
with our wider ecological responsibilities.

These right relationships
and EarthCentered responsibilities
need not compete
with more anthropocentric views
of care-giving and -receiving rights
within theologically reasoned
and sensed,
thought and felt, responsibilities to Earth’s wealth
of health.

How I rightfully invest in family
and friends
and vocation
operates integrally
(not disassociated from)
with being
and becoming
a healthy resilient
and wealthy resonant
Earth organic energy system,
one identifiable ZeroSoul
interdependently individuated,
and yet still individuating.

Because humans are sacred sons and daughters
of matriarchal EarthWombs,
and DNA strictures within health strands
and maternal histories rebirthing toward future regenerations,
unbroken webs of intersectional win/win interests,
bleeding our past for mistakes
and breeding our future healthiest opportunities

EarthRights
predict humanely informed Sanctuaries,
prophesy invited Green organic
global and individual intentions
toward Win/Win Green Sanctuaries,

Shared sacred
safely invested
places and times
co-owned and eco-managed
where now lie more disassociated apartheid communities
of diverse idolatrous/industrial bodies
associations/disassociations
divisions/multiplications
corporations/decapitations
organic and mechanical
divine and robotic
complex and chaotic
unitarian networks and universal bosons,
exterior ecosystems and interior egocenters
compassioning timeless EarthWombed gratitude.

Compassion is not a fixed state,
not a property I can autonomously own;
As gratitude is verb of positive emergence,
a property we can only cooperatively co-own
as perpetually timeless
and yet momentarily eternal
becoming together
compassions
rooted in songs and dances
unfinishable
this side of Earth’s death.

This holistic life position
simultaneously activates love’s compassion fruit
and celebrates becoming ever more well-being
ego/eco-passionate.

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Sacred Stewardship

Stewardship
is taking cooperative care of what you don’t own,
giving and receiving care
of what you could not rightfully own.

I could not exclusively own a symbiotic relationship,
a robust string of reiterative emerging communication,
a resonant relationship,
harmonic integrity.

I would most resiliently own nothing
without profound solidarity
lived in economic and politically empowering sanctuary,
free of colonizing intent
through capital-driven reductionism.

With a more ecofeminist cooperative stewardship
arises an ancient,
yet renewing, emerging win/win
bicameral co-passion,

Not about which transcendent spirits are up
and which beastly alien natures are down;

Not either divine
or human,

Not sacred
or reduced to mere mundane secularity,

Not mindfully transcendent
or mindlessly immanent,

Not supreme ecosystemic interdependence
or severely disassociated,
ego-uncentered.

Ecooperative stewardship
is about curious egos within
giving and receiving care
with and from courageous eco-life systems
interdependently cooperative,
more than hidden and competitive,
without prior resonant win/win association.

Stewardship,
both/and cooperative
more than either/or competitive,
bicamerally re-associates
restores
resonates
Left with Right bicameral thoughts with feelings
of warm care received from EarthWombed heritage
returned for Earth’s active compassion given
as received,

Won
as mutually successful,

Divine
as also humane,

Sacred
as profoundly communioned EarthNature,

Ego rights received
as eco-responsibilities cooperatively given
shared
communicated,

Eco-empathically co-relationed,
theologically co-passioned.

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Climate of Fragility

Which of these,
is an actual published book title?

White Fragility:
Why It’s So Hard
for White People
to Talk about Racism

Patriarchal Fragility:
Why It’s So Hard
for Straight White Men
to Feel,
not just Talk, about Sacred Communion
and ecopolitically resonant Matrimony

White Resilience:
Why It’s So Easy
for People
To Communicate EcoPolitical Identity,
Verbally and NonVerbally
Together, TransGenerationally
rather than Apart, MonoCulturally

Capital-MonoCulturing Fragility:
Why It’s So Hard
for Straight White Men
to Communicate ComPassionate Values
and to CoOperatively CoInvest ReSources

Climate Fragility:
Why It’s So Hard
for Straight White Westernized Political and Economic EliteSystems
to ComPassionately Communicate Health,
to CoOperatively CoInvest Health/Wealth

AntiOppression TalkTherapy:
Why It’s So Hard
for Westernized EcoPolitical Education Systems
to Feel WarmAccompaniment
while Ego/Eco CrossListening
To ComPassionate Communications
of Poly-Pathic/Phonic ZeroZone BiCameral Cogni/AffecTive Experience,
Dialogue (rather than debate about merits of stress-voiced cold resistance)
BiLateral DiPolar DiaLogos,
CoArising Ancient West/East-NonDualistic Communions,
Allies,
Alliances of Ego/EcoAllied Win/Win Systems

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Peace Mediating Poetry

Thanks so much for forwarding
these John Paul Lederach stories
of un-learning academic approaches
to peace mediation.

I wonder if you remembered
my ongoing certification process
for justice-restoring mediation
in complex multicultural conflicting histories;
which are typically antithetical to resilient peace
through ongoing safe and healthy relationships.

With this background,
I was struck by “un-learning”.

To regain his poetic heart,
to remain resonant interdependently forward,
to give priority to emotional intelligence,
to remain actively curious about multicultural context,
and win/win strategic roots of issue-devolution,
we do well to relearn left-brain dominant communication lessons
to co-arise right-mind prominent compassionate listening
before speaking of how to win more,
or at least lose less,
through competitive win/lose
either/or assumptions
contrary to the opulence of Nature-Spirit
function and flow ZeroZone patterns
everywhere immanently transcendent.

From this non-dualistic place
un-learning academic cognition hierarchical models,
maps pointing up to win
and down to comparatively lose conflicts
of self-survival interest,
feels more like relearning both/and,
higher and wider and deeper points
of left with right minded skills,
loves within interdependent complex feelings
thoughts
passions
curious cooperative historical interests,
emerging courageously power-with
2020 re-vision anticipations.

May Sarton, sometimes a poet, observes
“It is good for a professional
to be reminded…
professionalism is only a husk,

That the real person
must remain an amateur,
a lover of the work.”

“…if to be a poet
means allowing life to flow through one
rather than forcing” love/life
“to a mold the will has” calcified;…

“If it means learning…
the day shape[s] the work,
not [just] the work,
the day,
and so live toward essence
as naturally as a bird
or a flower”

In a meadow
arrayed in warm-lit splendor
health and beauty,
healthy beautiful wealth
optimized by transcendent right-brain interdependence,
metaphoric neurological relationship,
analogical
ecological
theological re-communication,
holonic co-operation with Earth-wombed Mother’s
healthiest past through future.

We are increasingly invited,
by left with right minded correlations,
to want to do
what our healthiest ego says we must,
and to love what we ego-must
do to ego-eco-theo-logically want
to retain wealth of cooperative inter-communion,
healthy immanent/transcendent relationship climates
becoming/being the opposite of excommunicated,
the apposition of impeached
by disloyal and hate-filled over-reactions
heralded by the insufficient love
of our hierarchical and too-monocultural forefathers

Invites us to restore EarthJustice
one momentary win/win relationship choice
in a lifetime of sacred multicultural invitations.

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Point of Departure

My time of promise,
before mistrust of parents
settled into growing fear
and grief into angry disappointment

Began with a visit
from a GreatHorned Owl
dying on our barbed wire fence

Announcing she would go before
but return for my time
to follow heaven’s departed promise.

But, my father responds,
Only straight humans sing in white evangelical Heaven,
And this planted my seed of doubt

A cosmic point
in bitter anticipation
of further adult atrocities to follow
in imaged flight

From this brief encounter
with natural and spiritual wings
I gradually developed internal witness:

If not ecologically necessary,
then not yet theologically sufficient.

Now,
still breathing,
singing and dancing,
beyond all reasonable health risks
of my own environmental history
in a new barbed millennium,
on the cusp of 2020 EarthJustice
left and right winged co-revision,

Heaven’s great-returned owl
revisits in near nightly dreams

Inviting me, and us,
to set aside anger,
to grab hold of more compassion
ego/eco-therapeutic communion
communication

Inclusion in Heaven’s climatic winning
ecologically wise theologies,
long incubating Rapture–
safe flight home.

 

I go back,
reversing imaged time
to when I felt
and knew untrammeled internal space
responsive within external
eternally immortal times
of Earth’s regenerative history.

For some,
again less fortunate re-imagining
with some conversing,
comparing rights,
contrasting lefts
hear no such winning exterior ecopolitics
with winning internal empowerment
and self-investment
since emerging from EarthMother’s
redundant DNA nurturing womb.

But, for a few,
a time of awareness
recalls a later conscious memory,
a time of courageous and curiously restoring justice
to those few relationships
showing early signs of uncreative anthro-centric tension.

These, unusually blessed
with resilient confluence,
may not recognize each wisdom-visiting other
and yet search for their potential bodhisattva peers,
returning to these childhood experiences
to remember slowly regrowing what went right
and vulnerably wrong
for restoring peace-filled justice
within and without
ego/eco-empowering tipping points,
wealth of healthy co-redemption

For all wombs,
their plantings and yieldings,
now still searching
through past generations
still incarnate in wombs
birthing future health-seeking regenerations.

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Hate-Love Relationship

Where we embrace love,
Grief is as strong as death;
love lost.

Where we are afflicted with hate,
Gratitude is as strong as death;
loss wished for.

Grief rages against loss,
Yet gratitude lost
can become violently angered,
terrorist frightened
of present and future
as past’s reincarnate vulnerable pain.

Grief begins
felt in solitary vulnerability.
Gratitude eventually heals
through transparently shared solidarity.

Love is as strong as
mortality’s vulnerable weakness.
No more,
no less,
as these merge into one healing face
of gratitude for co-relational gain
more than mere absence of pain.

Habitual love,
Earth-inhabiting resonant life,
Eco-regenerativity
as strong as
Ego-relationality.

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Climate Reparations

Come by here, Lord,
Kum ba ‘eah;

Come by here, Land,
Kum ba yeah;

Come by here, Love,
Kum ba yah;

Oh, EarthSoul Mama,
come by here!

Someone’s singin’
Someone’s swingin’

Someone’s in pain
Someone’s dyin’

Someone’s laughin’
while Someone’s weepin’

Someone’s prayin’, LandedLady,
Kum ba here.

Each of us contains
a therapeutic difference
Between bad news trauma
from suffering and pain
untimely lost,

Amid degenerating chronic loss
of resilient healthy prospects

Someone’s coming, Land
with aging bones,
with deep Earth longing
to appreciate this difference

Between ego and eco-fragmentation
despair of timeless souls,
capitalization
commodification
buying and selling out
positive regenerating hope
for negative ungenerously depraved profits.

Come by here, EarthBodies
of wisdom to re-attach repairing climates
with vulnerably resonant messages,
re-memories of Earth’s detritional enslavement,
of apartheid bought
and sold embodied souls

From non-elite historic elders past
prayin’ for reparations
restoring youngsters health wealth futures,

Home safe journeys, Earth reparations
kum ba here.

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In My Right Mind

My healthy right mind
is not one likely to retain left brain
disparate details
more than elastic and interconnected trends.

So it has been with U.S. religious history recall.
I live immersed in impressions of indigenous communities
without investment in distinguishing
relationships within ecological nature
from communications between theological spirits;
without language capable of recognizing difference
between left brain either/or outside divides
and right mind both/and inside dialogue.

I remember early religious cultures
were also natural tribal communities
of profound communication resonance.

I seem to remember prophets for change,
for renewed faith communities,
were those whose personal immersion experiences
within nature/spirit
ecological theologies
were marginalized,
considered heterodox
and/or not colonizingly competitive enough
to safeguard patriarchal fertility
regenerativity
sacred communion
of Earth’s interdependent health/wealth web
inherited from faithful progenitors
and projected to continue only without multicultural change
by uniformly utilitarian future robotic generations.

While U.S. religious history
is dominated by exodus trends,
advocates of old time religious revival
often break off from frozen icebergs
claiming it is no more possible for Earth’s sinful nature to change
than it is for a transcendent god of punishing jealousy
to change His ever-loving mind about evil nature, fallen
down and up
in and out against good healthy HolySpirit.

Yet this Great Transitional divide,
when we consider global religious history
back to indigenous nature/spirit immersion experience
of multiculturing EarthTribes,
appears like a Great Fall
after, and maybe not before,
this human species became supremely self-anointed prophets
of self-inflicted divine realms
inspiring more of a Great Rapture
co-arising communal healthy wealth
back when prophets
and sages,
seers and witches
were being devoured by dinosaurs,
decimated by protracted frozen winters,
unseasoned steamy swamps
of nature/spirit immersion
in marginalization experiences.

Could it be
that ecological relationship,
or lack thereof,
predicts theological communication,
compassion,
and lack thereof?

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For Every Light, A Season

For every state,
property, inside or out,
every unchanging constant,
a hint of hopeful restating,
healthier transitioning, outside and in,
correlation communicating constant change.

For every constant changing (x) variable
a hint of timelessness,
resilient eternity,
dynamic (y) rediscovering.

For every open touch function,
potential for deeper resonant feeling flow.

For every win/lose courageous risk,
potential win/win curious co-opportunity.

For every new sound,
a chance for wider hearing
with new ears.

For every leftbrain either/or thought,
a rightmind emotive hint
toward both/and polyphonic ease
of warmth with light, co-resident.

For every voice of God,
a hint of warm wet Goddess.

For every co-present Gaia,
a hint of constant seasonal change.

For every negative anxiety,
a hinting glint for positive anticipation.

For every secular psychological experience,
potential ecologically sacred relationship,
complexly interdependent.

For every historical process,
potential for multiculturing progress.

For every synergetic procedure,
a chance for integrity’s deep and widening potential.

For every warm-lit eco-balancing life,
a hint of cold-dark ego-supremacy death.

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Swing Low Sweet Chariot

One way
I know this afrocentric music,
rather than a eurocentric mere performance piece,
is longing for
a sweet and swinging chariot,
rather than a messiah white and male.

I know
this is a cooperative-felt spirit,
and not so much a competition,
because of how
word choices and round rhythms
combine to pitch longing free safe home.

A freestyle journey
to a rich robust and polycultured freedom
of tribes long living
loving Earth’s peace paradise.

A paradise
western civilization
has not sung or danced,
out loudly joyed about
for far too long
without a warm cooperative song

Swinging low and high
in sweetly waving gold
ruled and ratioed
traveler’s chariot,

Coming and going
racing forth and back
to carry us
in and out of home

To freedom’s too long lost,
stolen, kidnapped
while we were dreaming,
singing and dancing with another day
dreaming nights of disembodied free,

Anxiously anticipating,
weary
and yet warmly welcoming.

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