Building On What We Already Know

If anyone was surprised by the recent devastating tornado that hit Oklahoma, the flap being made of the IRS scrutiny of right wing not-for-profit applications, or the deaths of hundreds of thousands of farmers who have been put in such untenable situations by agricultural (corporate welfare whores) bullies, that suicide seemed to be the only way our for them, it is possible that you have been paying attention. We know the climate is out of balance. Pushing the limits of nature and stretching the rubber band of atmosphere that encloses the planet, eventually someone, somewhere is going to get snapped. Well funded rhetoric says the federal government has no right to the fruits of our labor. We keep denying, in spite of evidence, that corporate approaches cannot work.

We run, full speed, into a wall. Pedal to the metal as many of my friends like to say.

Relativity takes over and we forget that we are actually moving. Think this inalienable fact. When we think and observe that we are at rest, we are actually spinning around the planet’s axis, revolving around the Sun and wobbling slightly along the way. As stationary as we may perceive ourselves to be, we are hurling through space, destined to come this way again. Like a bizarre version of Groundhog Day, we wake up every three hundred and sixty-five and a quarter days in virtually the same exact place after traveling both the Earth’s circumference at our latitude (365 1/4 times) and the diameter of our orbit around the Sun. Add to this the incidental trips that we have taken, to work, grocer, hardware store, pharmacy, or perhaps a far away city and you really have some serious distance!

If we sit in one place and consider this fully, it could blow our minds. This seemingly impossible action takes place with or without us being aware of it. If we think about it for a while, there are many other actions that take place, some at very great distance from our organism proper. The loving thoughts of friends, or worries of folks who know and care about us all have an impact on our lives. Often, we don’t realize it. Prayers, memories, hopes and plans for the future all merge with who and where we are, what forces are acting upon us and how we respond to the environment that we encounter, we may never be able to become fully aware of. How many times have you picked up the phone to dial a close friend and had them call, just then? Or have you gotten the address book out to call or write and gotten a call or letter from that person you may have not spoken to in years? There are forces that tie us all together that are stronger than blood, more profound than affection and deeper than mere genetics.

Finding our way back to the tribal sensibilities that make us human may take more than a conference. We may need to commit more than a few weekends relearning the lost language of souls, but it will certainly be worth whatever we put into reestablishing contact with our true soul’s purpose. Our spirit family exists, of that I am sure. Something brought you to read these words and it is not for me to decide what that reason may be, only to do my best to communicate the deep and abiding love that exists between us and to encourage you along your unique path.

David Yarrow, a friend of mine, is going to be offering a course on Bio-char and sustainability in agriculture. Along with the information that he shares on carbon sequestration, there will be even more important information about soil science, diversity of soil organisms and water holding capacity of soils. I have been experimenting with char as well and offer those who take ECO-tours through ECO-Tours of Wisconsin Inc. a window into my research and experience. Ameliorating the damage that has been done to the environment in the last hundred and fifty years or so will not occur overnight, but we are moving, perhaps not always in the right direction. A nudge here and there can help a great deal. Namaste’!

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About otherfishwrap

One of the last of the Baby Boomers, I remember where I was when JFK was shot. Good story. Born during the Cuban Missile Crisis, my life has been spent studying, practicing skills and attitudes that reflect justice and the sanctity of Earth, Air, Fire, Water & Spirit. Trained as an educator, my life has been devoted to cultural development and social justice.
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