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Feeling Anxious

When I feel anxious,
threatened,
endangered by mortal loss
of an immortality
never organically promised
for perpetual pleasures of compassion,

When I feel anxious
aging toward permanent disability
before my Wise Elder fruition
returns to brain fog
from which I came
in embryonic form
and flow
and function,

When I feel anxious
about unmerited,
or,
even worse,
merited infamy
as my destiny
rather than fame
fortune
flowering time,
what do I need?
want?
crave for pleasure
purpose
practice
praxis
just protocol
performance
peace persistence
proper procedures,
and, perhaps,
sacred organic meaning?

When I feel anxious
do I need
deep verbal and non-verbal connections
to those who share a home
with still embodied me?

Do I want reconnections
with healthy neighbors
co-cultivating an intentional
conscious
aware
woke
win/win curiously active
healthy and safe
green eco-political community?
resiliently resonant communion?
co-passionate communication network?

Does my own internal RightHemisphere
need healthy and safe communion
while my own activist LeftHemisphere
wants to restore justice
through nonviolent communication
between multiculturally informed,
prescient win/win community mediators?

Do I seek fellow hearty
and healthy Me/We sighted
and cited
home-sited organizers?
committed, yet playful, musicians,
political poets,
cooperative co-investors
in healthy democracy
resilient
resonant
buoyant EarthTribe advocates
combining party lines
for win/win strategic thrival

When I feel anxious
do I also need
to solitary write
or sing and dance,
or hum
quietly alone
with no witness
but my own?

When feeling anxious
slowly turns
to considering curious anticipation
beyond dark dread,
must I always remain quite so shy?
about intimacy,
hesitant to publish internal dialogue
free of censoring
potentially consensual fear
about patriarchal capitalist
investments in LeftHemisphere
white privileged
straight male dominance
as the healthy-safe opposite
of conspiracy theories
and transcendently divine
dogmas justifying inhumane
punishments.

When I feel free
to anticipate
our safe and healthy
EarthTribe future,
do I seek
Polycultural Cooperative Investments?
formed by Elder Indigenous Mind,
panentheistically sacred memory
co-empathically robust
health speaking
nonverbally felt
deeply resilient
nutritious
deep nurturing
positive socio-psychological
eco-political
multiculturing wealth.

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Reflections On Ancient Love

Long before sun light
was born from starkness

Long before Earth’s dawn
broiled unsteady hot star fire

Long before She filled
Her scarlet mind
with Yang’s high hills
time was this love

This ancient life
is reborn.

Long before our trees
greenly filled
Mother’s forests

Long before a wind
unsailed to sing
Earth’s wholesome songs

Long before She filled
Her turqjuoise mind
across Her seas,
time rewinds love

This ancient life
health born.

Long before Earth’s great chain
of being
forged ecocidal
egosystems

Long before a voice
could speak
divine creation

Long before She filled
Her bleeding heart
to grow a child
there is Earth’s love

This ancient life
wealth torn.

Long before a Truth
of love’s life
could be broken

Long before our wounds
were nailed upon a Mother Tree

Long before She laid Her body down
under His light
time spins this love

This ancient life
still born.

Wakeful each night
Greeting Earth’s dawning

Stubborn as trees
rebirthing burned
wounded hills

As we fill our healing minds
to hold Earth’s timeless time
This ancient love
Her aching life
flows stumbling on.

Note: This is a theological/ecological reflection on the lyrics to “This Ancient Love” words and music by Carolyn McDade, Copyright by Surtsey Publishing/ 1996, by Carolyn McDade.  These are the word choices I hear when speaking and singing Carolyn McDade’s beautiful composition. Not experienced, meant, intended as an improvement, update, or correction, but as a Both/And communion of sad sacred gratitude, in preparation for Earth Day, 2022.

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Surprising Elders

I wonder if there are Elders
wise
or more perennially surprised
who, looking back at their youth,
regret all their erotic time
invested in having peak
experiential sex,

And wish they had, instead,
done something, most anything,
more left brain dominant,
more theoretically
politically correct,
more economically prominent.

I so hope not.

Better off, I feel sure,
invested in abundant splatters of messy,
sometimes musical, health

Than overly divested
away from EarthTribe’s gloriously peaking race
carried away by abstemious matters
of more disciplined pace
for securing capital infested wealth.

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Cooperative Journeys

It interests me,
this journey into the garden
each spring
to notice how diverse vegies
and flowers,
edibles
and ornamentals,
pollinators
and soil enrichers,
work cooperatively together
when they can

My own planning part
notices potential competitions,
for light
water
deeper top soil,
but these pursue
optimizing cooperation
to jointly thrive,
not competition
to barely survive
trauma,
stress,
pain,
loss,
duress.

While sitting in the shade
looking over a host of community gardens
enlivened
and enriched
by cooperative community gardeners,

I recall business
and even public sector classrooms
worshiping at the win/lose altar
of capital investment

Sure,
without responsible question,
that at the end of our lifetime journey
we will be celebrated by our successful oppressions,
suppressions of the vanquishable
repressions of the feminist weak
within ourselves
our gardens
our families
and compassionate friends.

This has not been my experience,
that I am celebrated by,
and for,
those I have divested of
like obstacles to overpower,
mere consumer subjects
to satiate into silence,
to financially abuse,
to emotionally neglect.

Whether contemplating
another spring season
of cooperative community gardens
or harvesting reasons
at the end of a long midsummer dream

In which we are religiously celebrated
for our multicultural passions
and polycultural communion,
participating in EarthTribe’s
cooperatively redemptive journey
back toward green
pristine Eden.

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Relationships I Hope For

I need clear blue rivers of life
to not always flow away from me,
in some direction
I can’t
or won’t
go right now.

I need green commitments to home
to feel mutually nurturing,
sheltering,
organic,
peaceful,
cooperatively engaging
in nonviolent communion,
co-passionate integrity
of sacred emergent space.

I need the sky
to not always feel grey,
dampening my curious natural spirits.
Instead,
I want to always imagine,
as needed,
as invited,
as if sun summoned,
a radiant blue sky
singing reflections
of invisible spinning stars
on the other
lighter side
of deepest icy winter’s
dense
dull
dark cloud bank
of settled in oppression.

I need rich black soil
to support my feet,
my nose,
my stomach,
green trees,
brightly colored plants
and amazing animated animals
giving back robust excretions,
reparations for past extractions,
borrowed co-investments
infesting EarthTribal
creolizing rich brown humus.

I need my rain-bowed neighbors
to notice
applaud
cheer
celebrate
when two elegantly athletic white swans
sensationally fly upstream
to hang out at our downtown harbor
where we eat
and drink,
rest
and float,
dream
and gloat,
on land
and sandy water,
at least side by side,
if not honking happy
swimming together.

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Shunning ElephanTowers

I invite all human kind
to shun Trumpeting Towers
because they are irrelevant
to all MeWe things therapeutic

And because
my depressing blues signs
and green songs
tell
and retell
ultra-nonviolet me

we don’t feed narcissistic
angry red
rabidly stampeding
ballistic elephants.

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When Wrong Goes Right

When bad choices
speak in wrong voices
delivering shame,
deserving shunning
and irrepressible self-blame,

Reconsider this jump
from bad choices
to “wrong” voices
unable to consider tomorrow’s
potential more right rejoices.

No one of us humans
has divine omnipotent might
to make all the right omniscient choices
spoken belatedly by unchosen judgment voices

To be omnipresently good
and regeneratively healthy
and impenetrably safe
for ourselves
for our loved ones
for our species
for our plants
and living planet
at all times,
in all multicultural inside places,
and polyculturally robust
outside wealthy spaces.

On better days,
well fed and watered and rested,
we may try more benevolent curiosity
about why feeling good
and healthy
can seem so frustratingly short
and insignificantly small
compared to long time
and large resources

Invested by patriarchal god-fearing
straight white corporate capitalists
to entertainingly seduce
and identity reduce
you into isolating bad faith consumer
feelings

Erupting in egocentric
left-hemisphere dominant voices
that habitually collapse
bad
unhealthy absence
of potential right hemisphere co-relational rejoices
into inevitably wrong
unwealthy feminist choices

Speaking in wrong voices
delivering shame
deserving dark fame
swamped by irrepressible self blame.

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Kindred Spirits

Yours is my sacred non-zero soul
core center shared
within

Surrounded by your robust
fertile
masculine energy

Not to exploit
and yet not too shy

Not too retractive
nor extractive,
equipoised

Anticipating
our cooperative re-investing,
powerfully ebbing
and succulently flowing
further enculturating future.

So, I do not cheat without you
in my most polypathic
panentheistic imaged way,

Always knowing we must each
separately
and full-clothed return
to yet another Patriarchal
White Capitalist dominant
LeftBrain academically
monoculturally anthro-supremacist
Straight Day

Our monotheistic Way
on Earth
waiting for full
and edifying thrusts
of and from
multicultural indigenous EarthTribe trust
in octaved sensory
resolving light
and musical resounding sound

Imagining
engaging
co-empathic RightHemisphere senses heard
and felt
in nonzero whole-sum
resplendently glad non-choices

CoEmpowered both/and opportunities
CoInfested
hot and hasty
awaiting win/win economic
and political play.

Doing my wholesome
whole sums
holy nonzero full of life
so not so win/lose unwholesome
empty entropy

Is not here where Eden
promised my wounded child
GreenPeace
restorying panentheistic
omniscient
WholeSum Systemic
yang-yintegral
resilient health pay ways

Way to say

You are the egocenter
within my ecosystemic
copassions gay

Taurus full-octaved
yang yintegral octane
regenerative DNA
poetic display
noetic fray

In a land-linear
and a deep sea-full
of repercussive 1/0
co-binary fruitful
erotic
sacred organic
double-binding fun

In between EarthPowered yintegrity
and HeavenLighting yang sun

Solar systemic enlightened
by indigenously sun-powered EarthTribe

Healthy selfcare flowing fun…
Inside/Outside pun…
Ego/Eco systemic run…
PolyCultural languaged plum…

Yang/Yintegral polymathic
polynomially polypathic
polyvagal neurosystemic
nutrients of super-positive health

Balancing ecological green wealth
living
organic Whole Systemic
language voices
nonviolent win/win
optimizing trans-connecting choices

So, in a way
I could not win cheating on your loss
in our most polypathic
panentheistic win/win privileged way
polyculturally healthy
within this singularly wealthy
gay day.

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OmniPotent Love

If your Straight White God’s
powers of love
are not omnipotent enough
to include Queer love
then S/He is too weak
diluted
polluted

For Me
at my humane best
as an integral part
of EarthTribe We

Curiously forgiving all
Straight White idolatries
of dark fascist powers
against green and fertile
integrity.

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The Choir Audition

Why does she know
laying our music down
raises musicality
reality up?

Does she also know
why my lips prefer to sing
in resonant Oh,
Oooooooh…
oozing round O’s
and singular Ah’s
free of mapping static lyrics

Lines sung
hung
rung right or wrong,
good marching when uniform,
bad when too shy
of improvising bold
multiculturing unity

Harmony musing
amusing spontaneous drifts
and rifts
of EarthTribe’s light
bright woke-up
out loud power focus

Searching out deep whole-sum liturgies
of octaved musicality
we share
when fine-tuned to listen
for our not-so-silent breaths,
anticipating life’s next cooperatively felt
and politically co-empowering
story.

Songs of sacred circling lines
and whole systemic spaces
clever linearly written,
yet never speaking totally predicted sounds
resonant transcendent
anticipating in-between joy
and silent
nonviolent
resilience.

I wonder if she feels
as I sometimes can do
that muses nurture music
as abusers remain
narcissistically
patriarchally
capitalistically competitive,
unsympathetic

Lacking indigenous co-empathic wisdom,
Yang universal
Yintegral unitarian
musical integrity

Of Earth’s sound tribes flowing
songs and rhythms patterning
natural narratives,
curiously intimate Earth Day
anthems

Dancing spirited
taoistic breaths
bicamerally cooperative
contemplating solidarity
sung clarity

Under a zillion twinkling
zen core inkling
starlit choral nights.

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