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Historic Healing Projects

I had two big projects
from 1970 to 1975,
The first,
to earn a usually white Bachelor dual-major degree
(which sounds at least sexist
as a usually black, brown, red, yellow Mistress nondegree)
of deep learning about yin/yang,
right/left,
east/west interconnections
cultural communions
between persuasive Speech [and non-verbal] Communication
and attitude changing Psychology.

My second project,
like the first,
was about coming out of my investigating queer closet;
how to find peace
ease
resonance
within a new, yet resilient, extended family
through healthy attitude change
about GLBTQ identity
and hetero/homo interdependent family persuasions.

These two projects,
one feeding my left brain academic hunger,
the other watering my right mind emotive thirst
for healthy communicating win/win relationships
of untold infinite harmonic historic resonance
for EarthTribe rememory climates,
theological inside metaphors
for resilient outside ecological communions,
healings,
regenerations,
creolization of interdependent gratitude
rather than heterosexual colonization attitude;
became One curious and courageous investigative aptitude,
Project.

This comes to mind
as I think about how the religious,
theologically driven, sector
of my local community is,
and is not,
prepared to lead us into climate rapture
rather than more degenerate business as usual climates of trauma,
loss,
lose-ego/lose-eco death.

Healing competitive win or lose climates,
sadly heading toward almost inevitable traumatic loss
of living EarthTribe identities
and living Earth
invites historians to remember
“traumatized parts stay frozen in time
for a reason, right?”
(from Sarah Peyton’s “Your Resonant Self” p. 105)
AND
therapeutically interdependent parts stay fluid
across historic climate changes
for a reason, left and right?…

Whether theologically perceived as secular NotGod nature
or ecologically felt as sacred Gaia spiritual webs
of interdependently complex emergent EarthMother
historically co-present rebirthing wombs,

Disconnected religious-theological memories
protect business as usual
eco-illogical exploitation
of sacred Earth,

Ecological life continues
while local faith community theologies
are planning for other rapturous and hellish things

Bowing to our own collective trauma
of universal sacred interdependence
giving way to immersion experiences
in disconnecting traumas
of fallen
fallow win/lose competitive human egocentric nature
more powerful than right mind Earth-climate balancing spirits
creolizing hetero/homo historical resilience,
multi/mono-cultural resonance.

So,
our early 2020 historical revision project
begins with revisiting our diverse faith community
local histories.
How were these motivated
to bring together for healing
lives ignored
neglected
marginalized
suppressed
enslaved
raped
inquisitioned
and otherwise abused
by already established good/bad faith communities?

How were established theological communions
potentially enriched
by their new neighbors?
Prepared for healthy win/win creolization climates
rather than ever more chaotic trauma
of win/lose side-by-side stiff-jawed tolerance
of not cooperative gospel-singing divisions
between lives co-present on sacred Earth
intended for interdependent raptures
of healthy-wealth webs and wombs
for actively hopeful life?

What are the original founders,
our local saints of communal faith inheritance,
inviting us to reconsider?
How to grow theological and ecologically healthy resilience
to end traumatized-by-negative-climate degeneration
pollution
rabidly competitive over-populated
and under-inspired
merely tolerated secular multiculturalism
rather than actively curious poly-culturalistic sacred immersion experiences
in locally complex histories
reweaving future win/win communal potentialities,
left brain resilient climates
with right mind theologically resonant local nature/spirit
trans-regeneration
transubstantiating theo/eco-logical communion
for present
and future
co-inhabiting past
health/wealth climates of co-revival,
inter-religious thrival.

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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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Inclusive Epiphany

Your euphony
sounds like my epiphany
he explicitly noted.

Your polypathic resilience
feels like my polyphonic resonance
she compassionately warmed and comforted,
nurtured and nutritioned.

Your theologically divine relationships,
progressions through historical multicultural experience
think and feel my ecologically natural communions,
processions through polyculturing anticipations,
s/he silently sang,
imaginatively danced,

Not for future performance,
but from past inclusive participations,
investments,
compassionate regenerations,
dispassionate degenerations,
passionate incinerations,

Euphonic epiphanies.

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Safe Space

Am I safe now?
Are we safe?

Is it safe to listen here?
To speak of over there?

Is Earth safe to sing?
Safe to dance with?
Safe for new birth?
To spin past romance?

Does life matter
if no one’s noticing?
Remembering?
If no one’s vocation
is to sacredly listen?
while all creation refills silent gaps.

Are we safe now?
Reborn silent angels,
angels of light,
pushing back this dark night.

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Invitations Are Out

The invitations are already out
for our local community dialogue
without need to shout or pout
about another straight white male monologue.

In fact,
as fiction,
we have taken a nearly unprecedented step
of inviting straight white males
over the maturing age of thirty
to show up in droves
to listen,
and not to speak.

Yes,
you have heard this invitation clearly
discriminating not against Business As Usual
but for Busyness as Listening.

Once we have our multicultural plan in place
for this local health racing space,
we may invite our silent witnesses
to share with us what they
and we, perhaps,
have learned
about wisdom voices of non-elites
fully empowered
while elite over-voiced microphones
remain reverently on mute.

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My Body

You invited me to bring
some object of great regard,
And so I present My Body.

A marvelous sensory object
perfect in so many feeling ways
I dare not count
or shout
or flout it through my days.

Unlike my home
where some rooms I like
just as and where they are
and others could be larger
or a wee bit smaller,
and further back or front,
less up and more down
to better accommodate this perfectly aging body,

All my inside parts are perfectly placed,
even my mealtime’s exhaustive plumbing space,
I’ve grown systemically proportioned,
and synergetic’ly refunctioned,
integrally ecologized with marvelous winning grace
and apparent co-relational ease of pace,
although dis-ease does threaten inside grief
as outside gratitude
to leave room for younger climate minds;
Who healthy best remember
this cherished
chiseled
richly robust EarthBody.

My garden would be magnificent
if as organically functioned
as my organs
and my digits
and my senses of magical sight
and sound
and tasty touch and feeling
good wealth object-ives for lunch this day.

I mention house and garden
because these objects, too,
I cherish
and yet they feel less sacred,
worthy of awe and wonder from you
than this body
which I usually cover up,
especially when going out for lunch,
unless you would rather that I not?

Perhaps you would prefer
I had brought what’s left of my right mind,
to more objectively share,
critically compare;
Rather than leave this gloriously embodied self
wide open
for your most remarkably startled glare,

Which was my original nutritional intent, you see
before you asked me,
To bring a specific icon,
my most noble ancient object
worthy of our admiring subjective stare.

And now in closing
I must confess
this body’s shy performance
finds life easier to bear
by imagining your well-seated bodies
in nothing less or more than underwear.

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Outdoor Sanctuary

I am much more likely to feel like a respectful,
trusting family member
than an entitled warrior,
when outside “property improvements”
than when inside anthropocentric habitats.

Sometimes
even as I approach my favorite sanctuary,
an AllSouls Unitarian-Universalist built structure,
I feel more sacred peace before I open our front door
of intended mutual hospitality
accommodation
conversation
accompaniment on life’s great spirited journey,
than after closed off into merely human monoculturing nature.

It’s not that I see or hear myself
as some great and profound nature mystic.
A post-millennial John Muir
I am clearly not,
although I would like to at least feel myself this communal way.

This contrast between indoor and outdoor trust
and resonance
comes not from feeling trees embrace me
but from me embracing trees
through sight
and sound,
smell,
touch,
occasionally taste, if no humans are watching
with judgmental eyes.

Trees are much more tolerant of my curiosity,
intrusiveness,
than my cousins,
and most of my siblings.

Perhaps tolerance is not the best word choice.
Acceptance sounds more reassuring.
Inviting into co-presence feels too grand,
yet honorable,
worthy of vocational commitment,
loyal

Where indoor mistrust and distrust relationships
speak of selfishly heartless patriotism
and national monoculturing identity
and language and cultural antipathy,
rather than positive integrity
of a sanctuaried people
longing to live free
and comparatively loving lives
under and within paint
and textured sheetrock
looking a bit like bark
if high-end
and if I am feeling generous;
boundaried boxes smelling like chemical toxins.

This unfortunate comparison feels too simple,
for sustained resolution
of internal unsancturied sensitivity,
to notice I need to get out more,
because this means leaving my good faith community behind
as if I were so autonomously strong
in active outside hope and passionately robust love
that I need not hear human stories,
songs,
Need not see and conjoin liturgical non-verbal dance,
sacred rhythms
and patterns of compassionate dialogue,
mutual esteem and support,
appreciation,
warm accompaniment,
not of warriors,
but of peace-builders,
resolvers,
cooperative listeners, prayers
non-predative.

My oppositionally defiant daughter,
when in a forgiving mood,
refers to me as a “Talking Head.”

I find too much truth in her smiling tolerance
of this inflamed ego’s hunger and thirst
for regard
rather than a quieter mutual righteousness
of co-presence,
stalking hearts
inside as necessary for communion’s nurture
and outside as profitable for everyday sane nature.

I respect the limiting fact that pipe organs
and grand pianos
cannot sustain in the rain,
but I also seem to respect the possibility
of rapture in a cappella chant
and fire-circle sanctuary dance
witnessed by trees
and stars,
spoken of only by sacred smoky breezes.

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The Warm and Caring Muse

Music
is so amusing
as warm caring
entirely uncold nondespairing

Yet, curiosity
compels cooperative courage,
while competitions in courage
disperse
absorb
devour curiosity.

Music
is curious communication
more right-brain prominent
than courageous left-brain dominant,

But, competitive solo performance
anxiety
is not amusing,
not cooperative,
not a warm inviting environment
for knowing music’s resonant lessons,
harmonic and dissonant experience,
atomically noted
and wave-circular
spiraling
cycling
and recycling
repurposing effluence;

And theoretical major Yang
and Yintegral minor transition keys
of conflicting transformations
from color to spectrum, and back again
branch to tree, and bilateral root systemic shadow structure
culturally supported future nutrients
remembering historic past health-wealth,
ego-key to eco-scales, circular and fractal-linear
ego-climate to eco-global atmosphere
identity to individuation, still individuating life
within love’s global EarthMother promise,

Music to muse, to multicultural metaphor
creation to creator, double-binding
to recreative process, energy democracy
voice, synergetic
communion
communication
democratic co-operation
energetic co-passion
eco/theo-logical metaphonic networks
of co-relational notations,
vibrations,
rhythm and pitch, color and tone
emerging through silent caring intention,
play,

Both curiously left-voiced
and courageously right-unvoiced integrity
symphonic
harmonic, karmic
synergetic

And never truly
absolutely finished,
dead-listed
fragmentary
unlusted
disloved
mortal;
The Ended.

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Repurposing Life and Death

Life or death
is a left-brain dominant cultural assumption,
While right-brain is more comfortable
with life and death,
health and pathology,
nuance of co-arising dipolarity.

Environmentalists
shout for sustainability!
Ecologists calmly advocate
polycultural energy resilience
to recreate wealthier dynamic ecosystems

While warm psychologists
and embracing psychiatrists
listen for co-relational resonance within
and between
healthy cooperative ego-systems.

But,
resonance between egos
not so robustly,
democratically healthy,
might also develop unfortunately viral,
vicious feedback loops
of negative,
toxic communication
festering monocultural missions
of supremacist degenerativity;
more of a persistently narcissistic weed patch
than a resonant right-brain
and resilient left-brain
ego/eco-system.

I recently read that viruses
can be as dead
static
zero-dynamic absent exchange of energy,
a tiny pebble,
but, when placed in a friendly organic environment,
come back to life,
rebirth resonance,
if not life/death recycling resilience.

Physicists,
sounding more like cool metaphysicists,
report subatomic particles are affluently indestructible
and effluently destructible,
depending on whether we observe as a functional part of a whole
or as a structured whole of an energy flowing past through future part.

Immortal because an unchanging co-related potentiality
within any one static moment of unimage-able time,
and yet mortal
as a constantly changing process
of co-acclimating energy exchange,
transitioning into transformation
into retransitioning.

Resilient
when spatially imaged as individual function,
secular,
autonomous,
independent sub-structure co-relational constancy
within a linear line of temporal events,
not resonantly,
sacredly fulfilled,
sufficient,
satisfying
as complete viral extending family
into spatial interdependence.

Resonantly alive
when resilience
flows toward positive healthy,
co-relational intent,
and not confused with persistent fragmentation
flowing out into dispersed
despaired
evaporating lose/lose potentialities,
monocultiuring weed patch autocratic,
self-aggrandizing intent,

Which matures into rabidity,
feeds on our own young,
future generations,
and, finally, on our own extremities
until democratic viral death
remains autonomously,
irresiliently silent
still
without hope
for life
or even further death
of life-giving species.

Which may all have something,
and nothing,
to do with why the most positively viral economic
and political
and social
and psychological
and analogical
and ethological
and metaphysical enlivening environmentalists
resonantly speak up and out!!
for optimizing sustained
dynamic
co-relational
co-arising
co-present resilience of cooperative intent!!
to optimize all climates
advocating multicultural exclamation points!!
of life and death and repurposing life…

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Communion Parasites

I worry about being unfair to other benign parasites
in my feeding-frenzy faith community,
and to myself,
because I need
and/or want
a residential
intentionally cooperative
resiliently win/win consensus
co-investing
co-managing
eco-responsible and responsive
health-wealth community.

This feels rather much to ask
of someone already satisfied with a weekly sanctuary bath,
washing off some of the weekday BusinessAsUsual compost,
looking for ever renewing possibilities for repurposing trash
into refueling treasure.

I fear afflicting innocent souls
with my competitive capitalistic commodifying infliction
endangering all sacred values
averse to genuflecting before all secularized disvalues;

My own intentional community dreams
of relief from justice as revenge
anticipate double-binding win/win commitment to mercy
as peace restoring justice
for mutually healing purposes,

Sacred sanctuary relations between and among
strong-faithed cooperative parasites on MotherEarth,
actively seeking ego-systemic kindness within
and eco-systemic compassion
communioned
communicated
through commonly-held metaphoric verbals
and metaphysical non-verbals,
motions and emotions also shared
without my own comfortably sacred faith community.

I worry this desire of mine
bears little difference
than a hope to live in a multicultural gym
rather than to come in,
invest in twenty aerobic minutes on empty rows of exercise bikes,
take a quick, very private, shower,
and leave enough hot water
for all future regenerations.

Efficient,
like commercial sandwich bread,
but not really the stuff of robust communion.

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