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What is THAT about?

Truthfully,
and kinda depressing,
I can’t “manage” anger
any better than fear
and contagious distrust
and nearly constant anxiety
and chronic depression.

In nonviolent communication practice circles,
peace networks,
organic therapeutic systems,
“curiosity” slowly grows ascendent
as “patience” to resist negative feelings
and “impatience” with shameless Others
and not so blameless Selves
fades off into a less used lexicon.

Impatience about expressing anger,
verbally and nonverbally,
evokes LeftBrain dominant
patriarchal
capitalist
corporate management models
for hierarchically oppressive
suppressive
repressive
not really impressive
humorless control.

Curiosity about deep therapeutic win/win potential
for evolving healthcare competencies
comes from a political economy
of co-operative compassion

NOT: intimidating
and frightening scarcity
of control
sufficient to guarantee
a never-ending expansion
of ego-engorgement
through solitary
deductive
reductive
dualistic non-enlightenment
segregating the StraightWhiteMale
corporate well-capitalized WINners
from us unstraight
unwhite
unmale frightening
and yet uppity LOSErs

Apparently LeftBrain incapable
of managing our anger issues,
sometimes frightened by vulnerability
and emotional transparency
yet quietly curious about compassion
and neuro-sensory peak
RightBrain prominent
interdependent
co-empathic
co-invested peak spiritual experiences
biological
ecological
theologically transcendent

Exploding boundaries of autonomous ego-defensiveness
and, possibly, even Either/Or,
LeftBrain dominant Cause
OR RightBrain felt Effect,
StraightWhite monotheistic
Capital-theistic compunctions,
monoculturally supremacist,
macroeconomic win/lose predative,
pathologically angry and frightening
terrorized global apartisan politics.

Remarkably unfazed
by climax-trending ecocide
and degenerative patriarchal
capitalist
LeftBrain narcissistic
snarky
Us v Them genocide

Unconscious about our lack of control
to manage our viral global anger
while spiritually and naturally,
theologically and ecologically,
dying
from lack of win/win curious
green cooperative thrival.

Truthfully,
and kinda depressing,
we can’t “manage” anger
any better than climate fear
and contagious EarthTribal distrust
and nearly constant neuro-systemic anxiety
and chronic LeftBrain dominant
divisive depression.

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Was War Worth It?

Asked an NPR journalist
of U.S. soldiers
damaged in Afghanistan
direct fire
for one hundred everydays,

“Was it worth it?”

“I can’t answer that question.”

She asks more hesitantly again
of another veteran,

“Was it worth it to you?”

A good soldier,
“I can answer that question
only as an individual.
It was what our Nation
asked of us.”

Neither the question,
nor the answer,
starts at the beginning.

What were this Nation’s goals?
What were these objectives worth
to our Nation’s interests?
Did we pay more
or less
than that?

Who would dare answer such questions?

With a Yes, of course
the price was right

With a No, of course
life,
like health,
is fathomlessly priceless
miraculous
exquisite
elegant
sacred.

How was your time in deadly conflict
worthwhile to you?
How was it not worthwhile
to you,
your family and friends,
future generations?

What would you have done instead
if your Nation
had not asked this soldiering on
from you?
This calculated exposure to high stress,
anxiety,
environmental toxins,
destroyed property,
collective terror
fear
anger
loss
wounds
death of friends,
allies
other organic species,
death of people you aimed toward
with lethal accuracy.

Why are we civilians
so quick to celebrate
our soldiers’ shared response
to what our governments ask
of our young adults?

Why is “I can’t answer that”
a sufficient answer
to “Was violence worth the price to you?”

But,
when we consider tragedies (despairing comedies?)
for all EarthTribes
from global climate degeneration,

When will curious journalists ask,
Was our violence against terror
worth our peaceful returns?

When will global soldiers ask
and answer
It was what Earth asked of Me
and asks of We,
planting trees and grasses,
healing rivers
lakes
wetlands
organic topsoil,
protecting parched forests
and thirsty endangered species.

What does Earth ask of us?
What are Her public health care goals?
What are these objectives worth
to our resilient EarthTribe interests?

Are we,
as a species,
and as individuals,
paying too much?
Not enough?
Just right with left
bicameral
bipartisan
even-handed bilateral intelligence
for future EarthTribe
wealth optimizing regenerations?

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Dark Souled Night

Black seeps deep dark empowering
back widely and wondrously enlightening
black reaps deep dark EarthTribe empowering
back wide wounding SunShine
wondrously enlightening

Blank as deep dark Earth
empowering responses back
nocturnal
from wide wild SunShine
wondrously enlivening
eternal

Black seeps deep dark empowering
back widely and wondrously enlightening

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MisGuided Meditations

I am sorry
about my judgmental,
sadly disdainful,
tone
in earlier messages.

Even worse,
I remain embarrassed
for spreading it out
for key staff
and leaders
to well-positioned see
and hear
and feel,
touched by toxicity.

My training
and experience
includes community mediation.

Within this mindful context,
I have tried to understand
what you want,
what you are learning,
what feeds and waters you
in your Presidential Position.

Your responses:

  1. that you know
    and care
    about our residential members,
    AND
  2. that you have unusual expertise,
    skills training,
    and/or Business Administration experience
    not available from other members,
    at least not any
    willing to step up
    and out into saying,
    Yes, I’ll help.

I failed to fully fit these
with past mediation interviews.

I was not as surprised by the second one,
as by the first,
because usually those seeking arbitration help
feel they live
in a high-risk win/lose
zero-sum system
punishing loss,
while looking for
their personal most loss-avoidant path
toward personal gain.

More closely regarding #2,
that you have unusual contractor,
business and project budgeting,
business management,
and significant financially successful property management experience

I was impressed
with what you bring
to our leadership table

And yet this does not,
in and of itself,
speak to skill sets
for PRESIDENT
of the Board.

On the contrary,
it seems to me
all this volunteer work
must detract from where your most cost-effective
personal focus needs to be
on your too busy workdays,
probably extending into evenings
and family/friend-lost weekends.

With regard to #1,
knowing and appreciating
win/win health and safety feelings
for residential members

This also did not sound
quite like my personal experience
could typically recall.

When I ask for personal motives,
usually what win/lose business men
speak of begins with financial motivations,
sometimes secondarily supported
by ecological concerns,
occasionally theological beliefs,
political aspirations,
retaining a positive community relations image,
community leadership aspirations,
wanting to be perceived
as a good and competent leader,
legislator,
teacher,
and/or,
in the case of religious constituencies,
wise spiritual Elder.

I have clearly failed
to understand why
you want to continue
Presiding over the Board.

This remains a mystery
shared by everyone I’ve asked.

When I share with them
your two responses to
“What’s in Presidency for you?
this fits with their
Successful Business Leader view
but raises dissonant questions

How could you afford to donate
this much time
and personal interest
without any personal financial return?

This dissonant mistrusting feeling
grows further
by those who have been residents
for many years
yet still do not feel seen or heard

So how could you know
and care about us?

As a mediator
with therapeutic,
nonviolent communication
intent

What do I do with my inability
to accurately and compassionately empathize
with you
on your journey toward fulfillment,
success,
happiness,
prosperity
and, preferably, unconditional regard?

To truly understand
and support you
in your personal and social
health and safety self-interest,
and to continue as our business leading
Presider?

I do not know how
to do both of those things,
and no one who encouraged me
to join the Board
wants me to support you.

That said,
one way sure not to help you
or me understand
and support you
is to publicly judge,
shame
and/or blame you
for circumstances beyond your responsibility
and authority to control.

If I have done that,
when I have done that,
while I am doing that,
I have not been a good person,
I have been a disappointing
multiculturally trained to listen
community-mindful mediator

And,
I have not practiced
even basic nonviolent communication skills

And,
you
presumably
are experiencing further high-risk
chronic trauma
as a result of my negligence.
For these failures on my part,
I apologize.

I often recall
a line of self-discovery
learned from a favorite
and famous spiritual director

“Who,
in your life now,
and perhaps in your past,
has been with you
at your most passionate
positive best?”

These are often romantic,
and sometimes earlier
healthy and safe parental
win/win relationship histories.

“How would that person,
or those people,
probably describe your sense of humor?”

If you have no idea,
you might want to start there
to therapeutically respond
to deeply engrained
trauma-avoidant
chronic stress disorder.

If you do have an idea,
some warm and welcoming ideas
about what helps you laugh with yourself
(not at yourself)
and with another you trust
and have found attractive,
compelling,
in some integrally soulful way,
then try to use that co-passion tool
to feel better about yourself,
your personal relationship history,
and your potential
for future healthy
and good-humored
win/win
nonviolent communication
for achieving resiliently co-mediated
health and safety outcomes.

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Where Lives HAPPeaceness?

Where lives aliveness,
healthy wholeness,
organically fluid integrity?

Despite trauma
unwanted present irreparable loss
separation
divorce
apartheid
excommunication
impeachment
shunning
incrimination
shaming
bully victimization
suffered also in our past,
personal
and/or vicarious

Now all right feeling
sometimes noticing chronic stress
in a systemic light/dark skinned racist
and homophobic bisexual-erotic
exotic past still felt present
deadening business as loser usual

In competitive CapitalHeaded values
for LeftBrain dominant privilege
monoculturing
monotheistic
monopolistic
purely white bright light
monochromatic
monological
non-ecological
verbal written down HIStory

Not much about woke-up
EarthMother wombed aliveness
with
and for
and of
and from polycultural EarthCreation
fully wholesum
widely pre-cognitive
and deep intuitive integrity,

Potential for win/win nature-spirited compassion,
love for felt trusted Truth,
passion for harmonic uniting Beauty

Inside as outside
inhaled
as neighboring green-leaved
and alively needled trees
exhale empowering,
nurturing,
nutritional enlightenment,

Co-operative Way
co-empathic Truth
and democratically Green
co-passionate wellbeing Life

Read analogically
top left toward bottom right
AND metaphorically
Bottom right felt Life on through
waving Ways
toward wellbeing cooperative.

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Integrity of Forests

Students enjoy a question
often wisely asked
especially of teachers
parents
and preachers
who seem not too often recall
curious younger learners,
deep listeners

If I must choose
which to trust,
your words without compliant
healthy resilient action,
OR your less mindful actions
not supported by your invocations
for divinely healing reactions,

Like telling your kids not to smoke
in-between stinky toxic puffs,

Which will have primary influence,
and which a wider and less deep
secondary smoke screen
of ambivalence
where we had hoped for integrity?

I question how to safely and astutely trust
a source of incompatible verbose
and poignant inaudible messages
brought by legs with feet,
arms with hands,
minds with hearts,
rooted nutritional systems
with sensory complex faces.

What primal communications
are most likely
to miss communion’s full
of grace potential?

Our more obvious EarthTribal point,
we deeply trust only Earth’s naturally
spirited resources,
healing advocates,
ecological green nurturing leaders,
indigenous species of integrity

Like trees
bushes
plants,
blessing soil
water
breezes in integral, sacred forests,
beautiful and true
trusted green
breeze in
and not relentlessly blue
breath out

Where healthy deeds
and safely consilient
brilliant
refulgent
resilient communications
are integral,
confluent,
in sync with humane
and divine local
through global
green EarthWealth care

For upright inaudible meaning
with downleft poetic purpose.

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Natural Matters/Spiritual Desires

Natural sensory matter
organizes spiritual deep desires
metaphorically co-infested
co-invested
co-arising healthy space
wealth of timeless time
mindfully
playfully polynomial

Positives
more than equal not pathologies
naturally outside
remains not not spiritual inside
poly-estatic
panentheistic
polynomials
not not polycultural wisdom
polyphonically polypathic

LeftBrain thought
is an internally perceiving sense

Like right-brain implicit spiritual feelings
for deep inside win/win healing
not win/lose hurting
and not-not lose/lose
Yang hurting v healing Yintegrity,
colonizing v creolizing,
conquering v liberating,
controlling v freeing,
YangStrength v YinFlow,
hierarchical monocultural bandwidth
resisting integral polycultural depth

ReOpening
CoPassionate sunlight evolution
and green/blue Earth revolution

TransPartisan
EnLightenment and EmPowerment
wu-wei indigenous wisdom

Of natural sensory matter
re-organicizing spiritual deep desires
metaphonically co-infested
co-invested organic systems
co-arising healthy space
wealth of timeless time
mindfully
playfully polynomial
not not polypathically health humored
self/other optimizing wealth
of cosmically blissful laughter.

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ReCycling Days and Nights

Harvey Feinstein,
in I WAS BETTER LAST NIGHT
reflects:

“Artists
return to paint the same landscape
over and again,
but
they do so looking forward.”

“The goal isn’t to copy
what they’ve already done,
but to try to capture it all anew.”

“The question isn’t ‘What did I see?’
–it’s ‘What DO I see?’

And what might we hope to feel
recommemorating
organically reconnecting
inter-religioning
multiculturally regenerating again?

And so it is also true,
I hope:

Artists
and ecofeminists
and compassionate bodhisattvas,
green messianic panentheists
and wounded
suffering GLBTQ+ woke servants

Return each morning contemplating
how and why
to paint this same nurturing EarthTribal landscape over
and again,
but to do so looking compassionately
win/win
cooperatively co-invested
ecopolitically health wealth optimizing
forward

Not to competitively win/lose copy
our leftbrain dominant
straight white male privileged past
but to win/win try to capture
blue starlight ecstasy
and full green GrandMother Moon integrity
indigenously anew.

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Straight White Privileged Silence

Listen to sterile silence
nursing homebound fans
wavering white noiselessness
of silent futile passing

Absence of passion
hope
care
happiness
or creased
and reasoned sadness.

Hear this void of madness,
lack of hunger
or parched thirst
for conversation
splendid nutrition
scandalous emission
empowering immigration
enlightened emigration
or angry fear emanation
of forced solitude migration

Into mortal loss
of sensory reception
political deception
economic perception
theistic inception
septic conception.

Smell nothing.
Taste everything
becomes dust
delustered rust
lust for transcendent
disembodied consummation
omnipresent transportation
omniscient evaporation
full latitude
for fragrance-free
plastic platitudes
feckless attitudes
disdainful blows
to further fertile emanations.

Sing where nothing
settles into rounding octave rings
to never
ever want to dance
in robust spirals
again

Against depressions
felt repressions
thought impressions
known suppressions
unheard deflation
worn through integration
transcultural conflation

Of panentheistic elegant Zeroes
absorbed by a monstrous
monopolistic silent
slick One

Listening to sterile silence
nursing homebound fans,
white emptiness
of silent
restless passing.

Glare at it.
Rake it in.
Sleep with it
if you dare
to care
without an inch
or squeezed moment
to spare.

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Loving Jose

Yes, Jose,
this is another love letter
from anthroprivileged me
to LeftBrain dominant you
for multicultural us.

I’m still here
sinking into my deep blue camp chair
with feet resting on a weathered
wooden platform
for my monastic tent

Now folded
and masterfully squeezed into its storage bag
like a fat green sausage
with a thick
black fly zipper,
secure,
awaiting it’s next orgasmic coming out
to camp and play.

And you,
warm and glistening
listening you,
are still driving
west toward this transition
Saturday’s bittersweet sunset.

Perhaps already lonely
thinking
of what
and feeling whom
lies ahead
while all else feels left behind

Another week of adventure lost;
another week of memories gained

Yet memories have grown cacophonous
while adventures in knowing
new frontiers
grow old as shrinking Earth
grown bodies

Fading hope to feel
taste
see
hear
smell
touch abundantly enough
for this full life
experiencing love
quenched time

Comparing future now to back there then,
wishing we could have us all
warm and pleasant
in our head,
heart,
bed of intimacy
without embarrassing
premature limits,
boundary issues,
health precautions.

You tried to apologize
for not asking more
about my wounded kids

And I did not think to apologize,
but wonder, now, that I didn’t,
for not asking how you are feeling
and dealing
post prostate cancer

Remissions
feel like uncertain transitions,
undemanding admissions
both healthy opportunities
and diseased risks
lie beyond this day’s journey
toward Albany.

Perhaps you,
like me,
fear
and already feel
loss of intimacy
imagined
yet not touched,
thought
but not appreciably,
healthy needed
but not safely found,
sacred bound
for joy’s immense integrity.

When I walked into our group’s enclosed porch
this past Sunday
for my first check-in circle,
your first facilitation,
I thought of my former boss.

You look and sound
like Bishop Tafoya,
when he was your age
and I was half your age.

I had trouble
shaking this sage off.

It helps
that you sing
with warmth and passion
in fulsome baritone,
as the good Bishop
decidedly did not.

Nor could I imagine him
dancing with a white scarved fan
with integrity
flirtatious machismo
joyfulness
deeply resounding playfulness.

Do you have a type?
I wonder
Are you familiar with mine?

Those romantic,
erupting into erotic,
miracles of preference
we cannot control
or calm our appetites
to accept
AND appreciate,
anticipate
those with us
here and there
in and out of Gayla 44,
after and before
now heading west
away from east.

So much to hide,
to learn,
to unveil,
to set aside
for graceful aging,
and to warmly embrace
for compassioned wisdom
felt together,
rather than silently,
less sacredly,
apart.

The Center’s lunch bell rang
and now has gone

Absorbed by quiet shushing
and rustling
high in evergreens
baking in Mama’s summertime
weekend of commerce
and less commercial passions,
traffic rituals,

Pre-empting ancient natural liturgies
of sea,
flowing water
and strong mountains
inspiring bonfires
bond-fire between rising
and falling phoenix
conjoining
co-investing
multi-generational passions;
daddies and sons,
masters and slaves,
tops and bottoms,
poles and holes,
straights and rounds,
dipolar co-arising

Riding forward home
to what continues repurposing why,
reworking hidden meaning
as yet unredeemed
in sensory Business As Usual

Backward east
returning promises
of safe and healthy
bright happy new dawns
transcending broken hearts,
troubled mind’s
loss of time’s
most cherished values

Love’s integral compassions
resting first
returning last

Already
I miss you
ready to miss us.

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