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Coyote Tales and Red Moon Omen
The moon was a sickly red last night high in the sky, an ominous portent from many fires.
The world’s reset button is being hit. Read all of Coyote Tales and Red Moon Omen
Our Nature
For millennia humanity struggled with Nature, simply hoping against odds to somehow survive.
Then we won. We got our agricultural revolution and our industrial revolution and our information revolution and we settled into our boxes, little house boxes and tall office boxes and little rolling boxes to get us from one to the other. Most of us could pretend our struggles with Nature were over and we could isolate ourselves..... (read more)
Impact of Refugees
On only rare occasions do we safe and well fed actually have to face the injustice, to look into the refugee’s eyes, to see the child being carried by a parent escaping war. On only rare occasions do we get to ask, have to ask, what will we do for that person, for that child, for that parent. Often as not we find no satisfactory answer, and we leave the desperate masses on the bridge or shore or sidewalk or shelter, while we return to our comfortable hotel room or home.
But God help us if we are not changed by the encounter. God help our souls if we do not ask what we can do, even if no answer is evident.
What will we, the well fed in safe places, do about those hungry and at risk?
We will not change the world, but can we change a life? And if so, must that change not start with our own life?
Syrian ceasefire
(Excerpt): It has started, the declared ceasefire. Thirteen minutes ago, the guns and bombs were to be silenced.
Somewhere a shot rings out. But perhaps, perhaps, somewhere the breeze is the loudest sound, or snoring, or the opening of a food package.
What could better capture the razor edge of the human disaster and human hope than the minutes preceding and following the declared start of a ceasefire. …Midnight the designated time….. Ceasefires almost always start in the dark of midnight.
Someone somewhere is at this moment making a choice.
How many will have no choice? How many will give orders out of duty and desperation? How many will obey orders out of duty and despair?
There on the frontlines, on the razor’s edge of darkness, breathes the human condition, the prospects for disaster and the potential for greatness..... (read more)
Reality Gap Excerpt
Speak truth. Do compassion. But resign yourself to the fact it will all be interpreted and misinterpreted through each individual's lens of experience. Read the rest: Reality Gap
Blanket Man
God help anyone not feeling sorry for blanket man. Read why: Blanket Man
Pre-dawn Ragged Blanket excerpt
Perhaps it is necessary to reel in the discernment, to temper the intensity of life. Perhaps there is no peace to be found in that doomed intensity. Turn from it, dampen the senses, pull a ragged blanket over awareness, like the homeless do on the cold nights in the park. Read the rest: Pre-dawn Ragged Blanket
Alate Assist
Life lessons from a flying ant. Curious? Read Alate Assist
Coyote Tales and Red Moon Omen
The moon was a sickly red last night high in the sky, an ominous portent from many fires.
The world’s reset button is being hit. Read all of Coyote Tales and Red Moon Omen
Our Nature
For millennia humanity struggled with Nature, simply hoping against odds to somehow survive.
Then we won. We got our agricultural revolution and our industrial revolution and our information revolution and we settled into our boxes, little house boxes and tall office boxes and little rolling boxes to get us from one to the other. Most of us could pretend our struggles with Nature were over and we could isolate ourselves..... (read more)
Impact of Refugees
On only rare occasions do we safe and well fed actually have to face the injustice, to look into the refugee’s eyes, to see the child being carried by a parent escaping war. On only rare occasions do we get to ask, have to ask, what will we do for that person, for that child, for that parent. Often as not we find no satisfactory answer, and we leave the desperate masses on the bridge or shore or sidewalk or shelter, while we return to our comfortable hotel room or home.
But God help us if we are not changed by the encounter. God help our souls if we do not ask what we can do, even if no answer is evident.
What will we, the well fed in safe places, do about those hungry and at risk?
We will not change the world, but can we change a life? And if so, must that change not start with our own life?
Syrian ceasefire
(Excerpt): It has started, the declared ceasefire. Thirteen minutes ago, the guns and bombs were to be silenced.
Somewhere a shot rings out. But perhaps, perhaps, somewhere the breeze is the loudest sound, or snoring, or the opening of a food package.
What could better capture the razor edge of the human disaster and human hope than the minutes preceding and following the declared start of a ceasefire. …Midnight the designated time….. Ceasefires almost always start in the dark of midnight.
Someone somewhere is at this moment making a choice.
How many will have no choice? How many will give orders out of duty and desperation? How many will obey orders out of duty and despair?
There on the frontlines, on the razor’s edge of darkness, breathes the human condition, the prospects for disaster and the potential for greatness..... (read more)
Reality Gap Excerpt
Speak truth. Do compassion. But resign yourself to the fact it will all be interpreted and misinterpreted through each individual's lens of experience. Read the rest: Reality Gap
Blanket Man
God help anyone not feeling sorry for blanket man. Read why: Blanket Man
Pre-dawn Ragged Blanket excerpt
Perhaps it is necessary to reel in the discernment, to temper the intensity of life. Perhaps there is no peace to be found in that doomed intensity. Turn from it, dampen the senses, pull a ragged blanket over awareness, like the homeless do on the cold nights in the park. Read the rest: Pre-dawn Ragged Blanket
Alate Assist
Life lessons from a flying ant. Curious? Read Alate Assist