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War and the Tree Hugger: Everything is Connected.

Image source: truththeory.com

Image source: truththeory.com

Two places on the earth. Two different problems. Powerful juxtaposition.

Everything is connected to everything else. Everything.

What follows is not a cogent piece. It is the dumping grounds for stuff running around in my head this morning. There is clearly a bias here – it is rather obvious. However, this blog is my stump (Ha!) and stump I shall.

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My Pen Keeps Running Out of Ink

Over the past week, I have been reading “The Earth Has a Soul, C.G. Jung on Nature, Technology & Modern Life”, edited by Meredith Sabini.

It speaks to me, what can I say.

I’ll admit this is one of those books that I already knew I’d love before I started to read it. By the time I finish it, I’ll have underlined nearly every sentence. To some it is a waste of time to do that, to underline or highlight,  but it’s a technique I use to slow down my eyes and my brain. It’s the same reason I write long hand, at least once a day. While the ink is soaking in (I use a fountain pen), I spend time with each word, letting the sentence linger and soak in.

I buy books like this all the time. Affirmation books. I read the jacket cover, or a summary or review on-line, and the author is on my wavelength. I think to myself, “See there, someone else who thinks like I do. I’m not a complete imbecile. My ideas and opinions have merit. At least one other person, and an author no less, is touched by what touches me. I’m not alone.”

But, I am also leaning in to disagreement and discomfort. There are authors of several blogs I now follow whose minds work in ways that are mysterious to me. So I sit with their words, letting them soak in. In some cases, I need to backtrack and read from their archives, or from responses they make to comments in an attempt to understand the foundation from which they write. I am not always successful, nor will I be. I am experiencing the emptiness of understanding. I will feel and understand differently each time I read, whether it be a piece familiar to me or untried. I am different each moment.

I have the most difficulty with poetry. I have read ten times the poetry in the past 2 months than I have read in my life. It is a worthy struggle. I am learning to let go of expectations and a mind that wants to jump immediately to categorization or answers or patterns and interpretations that are familiar to me.

I am learning to open to diversity and change. I am talking back to judgement.

I am learning to feel.

I am building connections not barriers.

It’s hard.



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Flatlanders

My daughter is hiking the Pacific Crest Trail this summer, and reached my neck of the woods this past Thursday (she left, and will return to the trail near the Sonora Pass/Hwy 108 intersect).

She, her hiking partner, and her boyfriend (who has been hiking with them the past 5 days) are taking a break from the trail this weekend to rest, upload blog entries (PCTBOLO), write and respond to email, call family and friends, do laundry, replenish supplies, and sleep 2 nights without the constant buzz of mosquitos. To date they’ve hiked from south of Campo, CA (the California/Mexico border), to the Sonora Pass/Hwy 108 intersect, which is a whopping 1000 miles (1600 km). They deserve a break. They’ve still got over 1600 miles (2500 km) ahead of them.

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