Tuesday, November 13, 2012

Patricia Monaghan



 

when I choose, I’m blood-young again,
I rise fresh as washed granite
from foam, I love whom and when
I choose. Here I stand, pomegranate

in hand, ripe as a bud but old, old

as rock, unshakeable now, a power
essentially female and free

....."
Hera Renews Her Youth", Patricia Monaghan
I am very saddened to learn today  of the passing of Patricia Monaghan I saw her just this spring at the Women and Mythology Conference in San Francisco, which she was instrumental in creating and coordinating. I also remember her from years at the Starwood Festival, and the community I love so at Brushwood Folklore Center.  Patricia has contributed so much to the Goddess community, the Pagan Community, to consciousness,  and to waking up the world. She will be very much missed.
Thank you Patricia.  You've given all of us so much.   I wish we had more time with you. 
THINGS TO BELIEVE IN

trees, in general; oaks, especially;
burr oaks that survive fire, in particular;
and the generosity of apples
seeds, all of them: carrots like dust,
winged maple, doubled beet, peach kernel;

the inevitability of change
frogsong in spring; cattle
lowing on the farm across the hill;
the melodies of sad old songs
comfort of savory soup;
sweet iced fruit; the aroma of yeast;
a friend’s voice; hard work
seasons; bedrock; lilacs;
moonshadows under the ash grove;

something breaking through

—Patricia Monaghan

 From "Voices of the American Land":
Patricia Monaghan
Patricia Monaghan  is the author of four books of poetry, most recently Homefront, on the impact of war on families, and many works of nonfiction including The Red-Haired Girl from the Bog: The Landscape of Celtic Myth and Spirit. Among her literary awards have been a Pushcart Prize and the Phoenix Award for environmental poetry.

In Grace of Ancient Land award winning poet, playwright and essayist Patricia Monaghan writes of and from the Driftless area of Southeastern Wisconsin. The poems reveal the unique typography of stream-cut valleys and limestone-crowned hills that rolls out in a 600 mile swath of forest, farm and field. Patricia Monaghan opens to us the heart of this virtually unknown magical geography. Across wilding orchards, to a blaze of "prairie grasses/pink and scarlet in the dying sun" the poet’s attention is precise, awed, unsentimental. 

Within these arcs Patricia watches light fall across the meadow pearling the hissing woodlands:  
 "the dust-blue grapes ripe among the sunset plums
   was grace itself . . . 
   the embrace of  the unsought present"

Sunday, November 11, 2012

Storms




All this petty worry
while the great cloak
of the sky grows dark
and intense
round every living thing.

What is precious
inside us does not
care to be known
by the mind
in ways that diminish
its presence.


David Whyte 




4 years ago I went to Puerto Rico, where I encountered a tropical storm. My life in Tucson, post monsoon season, is placid, safe, dull, perhaps that's why I dreamed last night of Puerto Rico, of storms I have had the privilege to meet (and survive). Intensities…….that’s what the tropics are, life at its most vibrant, virulent, creative, predatory, colorful………impossible to be in the midst of that potency of life and not become intoxicated with it. Intoxicated or terrified, take your choice. Perhaps, in retrospect at least, experiences can be, well, kind of like meals. How did they TASTE? Did they fill, were they nourishing, spicy, sweet or bitter,  or toxic, making one slow, dull, digestive.
"The world is not with us enough - oh taste and see!" the poet said (Denise Levertov this time)  and it's true.

I remember I had a room with a balcony at the top of a hotel  in Rincon. I arrived  off season to visit someone, and had to find a place to stay unexpectedly.  I  felt a bit like a character from Stephen King’s “The Shining”, with a whole hotel to myself at night, empty bars ringing with the ghosts of bands and booze and laughter and sex, below me, two levels, empty blue pool, palm frond chairs, wind, wind, wind, the wet, heavy tropical air, wind blowing over wicker tables. As the storm advanced across the dark ocean, the lights went out, and there were no candles, or even an attendant to ask about candles.

So, I sat in the state of Storm, with nothing to do but witness.

I do not think I shall ever forget standing on the balcony, the intense heavy silence, sounds of the koki frogs, a woman calling for her dog in Spanish “Limon, Limon!”, and watching the sudden illumination of lightning as it revealed an advancing mass of  clouds, rolling in from the distant ocean. I could not but be awed by the truth of that moment, our lives, our plans, our hopes and imaginations of what is existing in the brief moments between those storms.
 
I know that sometimes
your body is hard like a stone
on a path that storms break over,
embedded deeply
into that something that you think is you,
and you will not move
while the voice all around
tears the air
and fills the sky with jagged light.

But sometimes unawares
those sounds seem to descend
as if kneeling down into you
and you listen strangely caught
as the terrible voice moving closer
halts,
and in the silence
now arriving
whispers

Get up, I depend
on you utterly.
Everything you need
you had
the moment before
you were born.

~ David Whyte ~

(Where Many Rivers Meet)

Friday, November 9, 2012

History of the Department of Peace in the U.S.

I posted this article a year ago, and think it's worth posting again as the second term of Obama begins.  It looks to me like this is an idea whose time has come  (and gone - and come - and gone - and come.....)    In asking why we don't have a "Department of Peace", I was  amazed to learn the long and dedicated history of people and times who have, in fact, tried to create just that.  It was first proposed in 1793, along with the founding of the Constitution

  From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia:

The history of legislation to create a Department of Peace

The peace movement in the United States has a proposed legislative history that dates to the first years of the republic:

1793: Dr. Benjamin Rush, Founding Father (signer of the Declaration of Independence), wrote an essay titled "A plan of a Peace-Office for the United States". Dr. Rush called for equal footing with the Department of War and pointed out the effect of doing so for the welfare of the United States in promoting and preserving perpetual peace in our country. First published in a 1793 almanac that Benjamin Banneker authored, the plan stated (among other proposals):
--Let a Secretary of Peace be appointed to preside in this office; . . . let him be a genuine republican and a sincere Christian. . . .Let the youth of our country be instructed in reading, writing, and arithmetic, and in the doctrines of a religion of some kind; the Christian religion should be preferred to all others; for it belongs to this religion exclusively to teach us not only to cultivate peace with all men, but to forgive—nay more, to love our very enemies.
--To subdue that passion for war . . . militia laws should everywhere be repealed, and military dresses and military titles should be laid aside. . . .
1925: Carrie Chapman Catt, founder of the League of Women Voters, at the Cause and Cure for War Conference, publicly suggested a cabinet-level Department of Peace and secretary of peace be established.

1926/1927: Kirby Page, author of A National Peace Department, wrote, published and distributed the first proposal for a cabinet-level Department of Peace and secretary of peace.

1935: Senator Matthew M. Neely (D-West Virginia) wrote and introduced the first bill calling for the creation of a United States Department of Peace. Reintroduced in 1937 and 1939.

1943: Senator Alexander Wiley (R-Wisconsin) spoke on the Senate floor calling for the United States of America to become the first government in the world to have a Secretary of Peace.

1945: Representative Louis Ludlow (D-Indiana) re-introduced a bill to create a United States Department of Peace.

1946: Senator Jennings Randolph (D-West Virginia) re-introduced a bill to create a United States Department of Peace.

1947: Representative Everett Dirksen (R-Illinois) introduced a bill for “A Peace Division in the State Department”.

1955 to 1968: Eighty-five Senate and House of Representative bills were introduced calling for a United States Department of Peace.

1969: Senator Vance Hartke (D-Indiana) and Representative Seymour Halpern (R-New York) re-introduced bills to create a U.S. Department of Peace in the House of Representatives and the Senate. The 14 Senate cosponsors of S. 953, "The Peace Act", included Birch Bayh (D-IN), Robert Byrd (D-WV), Alan Cranston (D-CA), Daniel Inouye (D-HI) and Edmund Muskie (D-ME). The 67 House cosponsors included Ed Koch of New York, Donald Fraser of Minnesota, and Abner Mikva of Illinois, as well as Republican Pete McCloskey of California.

1979: Senator Spark Matsunaga (D-Hawaii) re-introduced a bill to create a U.S. Department of Peace.

2001: Representative Dennis Kucinich (D-Ohio) re-introduced a bill to create a U.S. Department of Peace. This bill has since been introduced in each session of Congress from 2001 to 2009. It was re-introduced as H.R. 808 on February 3, 2009 and is currently supported by 72 cosponsors. In July 2008, the first Republican cosponsor, Rep. Wayne Gilchrest (R-MD) signed on.

2005: Senator Mark Dayton (D-Minnesota) introduced legislation in the Senate to create a cabinet-level department of peace a week after Dennis Kucinich introduced a similar bill in the House.

And we still don't have a Department of Peace. 

 

Thursday, November 8, 2012

The Secret Life of Things

Long may you run
Although these changes have come

With your chrome heart shining
in the sun
 Long may you run
.....Neil Young
First, of course, hooray!  We don't have Romney for president, and there is still hope that America may become a more humane, sane country.  If he had won, I'd be writing about my immanent move to New Zealand or Panama..............

So, a domestic matter that I felt deserved a bit of Dia de los Muertos honor as well.  It's time for me to let go of my "$3,500.00 Home", Lucy.  I can't afford to maintain her as a "second home", so it's time for her to hopefully find a new owner who will enjoy her as I have.  Housing may be going up, but Lucy cost me $3,500.00, was and is low-energy (at least, when standing), recycled,  remodeled (by me), had no mortgage, no property taxes, and if I didn't like the neighborhood, I moved her.  I realize motor home housing is not that good for people living in cold climates, but for people in the Southwest, and particularly seniors on a low budget, it's a solution to low cost housing.

I've had some happy times in Lucy, and although she isn't much up to long road trips anymore, she can still be settled somewhere and be a nice home for someone.  And what I think about as I sadly prepare to place ads is how I hope I can find someone who will appreciate my old home, take care of her.  Be friends.

We are such a disposible society, hardly  anyone understands my thinking in this way.  And yet, "things" have a kind of life as well, and deserve honor and gratitude for the service they've given.   Whether a house, or a car, or a teapot, things are infused with the energy of those who have owned and used them.  A fortunately enjoyed item can emanate peace, or comfort, or pleasure.........you want to touch it, sit in it, sleep in it, eat off of it, look at it.  It just feels good and you don't know why, and that "mana" one feels goes beyond design.
The disposibility of our culture has not only caused environmental destruction, but it's also caused us to lose this sensibility, a kind of "6th sense" that tuned us to the "secret life of things".


For example, people used to inherit collections of precious china, cups and saucers that were proudly brought out to serve tea to guests.  Those teacups (and I have a few of my own) are infused with the ancient aroma of ancestral tea leaves, and the hands and lips of people long gone.  Imagine people sitting to tea, eating their cakes and enjoying the lovely patterns of flowers on the cup in their hand, colors emerging from the amber liquid of the tea?  As a child I used to play with those fragile little cups and imagine their use and history.  How can a disposible Starbucks cup of coffee even begin to compare? Or how about my 75 year old sewing machine, which still works?  Think of the women who cherished this precious machine, kept it oiled and replaced the belts over the years, the changing fashions that were constructed for parties and work under that needle?  

So, my old mobile home, my friend.  Thank you for years of shelter and good dreams, for meals cooked and roads wandered.  Long may you run.



Tuesday, November 6, 2012

Dia de los Muertos Procession and....Orbs!


 My friend Ginny Moss is not only an amazing tile artist, and photographer, but she is also a "friend of Orbs".  She has taken some amazing photos with orbs appearing in them, and her photos of the "Dia de los Muertos Procession" this past Sunday in downtown Tucson were spectacular.

Over the years the Procession has grown to something attended by thousands of people, all commemorating and celebrating the Day of the Dead.   The parade ended this year with a Fire Performance by Flam Chen.

And look at all the Orbs that attended!





















Sunday, November 4, 2012

The New Atlantis: Gaia Casts Her Vote


 On the brink of a presidential election (and the end of the world at the Winter Solstice, according to the 2012 prophecy enthusiasts), as our not-so-visionary leaders argue about economics,  war, whether health care should be only available to the rich and privileged, and other domestic issues, everyone seems  to be ignoring the very large elephant in the middle of the room.


That's right, CLIMATE CHANGEAn Inconvenient Truth.  What one of the climatologists  in a recent interview with Amy Goodman***  called the "Voldemort of our time".  Only we don't have a Harry Potter, or a Frodo Baggins, to fight the Dark Lord.  We're all in this together, and the "Dark Lord" is the dark side of humanity that denies the almost inconceivable, that sacrifices the future of all children for greed and an insatiable lust for power, that trivializes the tragedy of the 6th Extinction into dancing Polar Bears that sell Coca Cola.  

Earth scientist James Lovelock (Interesting name, if you think about it, considering the situation) originated the now highly accepted premise that the Earth is a complex, interdependent,  self-regulating bio-system, a living being -  "Gaia Theory".   

As New York and the East Coast try to recover from the unprecedented "Frankenstorm" Sandy, it looks like GAIA cast her vote.  PACHAMAMA  made a political comment.

Gaia by Esther Johnson
She reminds us "Hello,  this is another wake-up call. 

We're not the first unsustainable civilization, as Pulitzer Prize winner Jared Diamond pointed out in his book Collapse, but we are (to the best of our knowledge)  the first global civilization,  the most environmentally lethal, and with the greatest consequences.  Even in the face of massive overpopulation, and some pretty clear evolutionary indicators that women should have equal rights with the other half of the human race, Biblical patriarchs living in the 21st century, but making conclusions from books written sometime around the 2nd century,  continue to insist that they shouldn't even have birth control. And although it's been 6 years former Vice President Al Gore released his definitive movie "An Inconvenient Truth", nothing much has changed.  How about "Fracking", and genetically modifying the food sources ("Frankenfoods")?  "Geoengineering"? HAARP and chem trails? Nuclear waste? Deforestation?.......... 
 

Are we the New Atlantis?

What is the myth?  According to Edger Cayce, Atlantis was a great civilization with wonderful inventions, including flying machines and the ability to move great stones to build their temples and their great pyramids.    But as they grew in power, their magicians became too proud, too arrogant.  Cayce's readings say they had great  crystals (so do we, Silicone, the stuff that makes computers work) that could do miraculous things, but they were so powerful that they could break the very fabric of nature and the veils between the worlds.  Atlanteans became divided, and at the end, warring Atlanteans broke the balance of the world, and the great continent sank below the ocean.  This tale is also one of the sources for Tolkien's "Silmarillion", the mythos from which he created the Lord of the Rings Trilogy.  

 Can we change the story? 


http://youtu.be/SAHqsmHY0cU





***Democracy Now:   http://youtu.be/YPfAvgJLDyA

Friday, November 2, 2012

Some New Masks.......

"AURORA (Dawn)"
 My friend Ann Waters is organizing a ritual event for the Winter Solstice, and as we have worked together with masks in the past, I'm delighted that she and her group are doing so again.  So these PERSONAE for the dawning of a  New Age arose from my imagination.

Dawn, of course.
"OUR LADY OF CHAOS AND ORDER"
 And these two Personae that speak, to me at least, about the cycling of all dualities, their ultimate union.  Things are ordered, things fall apart.  I think this will be the first study I'll do on "Shadow" masks, because I believe that integration of the shadow is so vital to our time, integrating balance.***

'PERSEPHONE"
Persephone, Greek Goddess of the underworld and wife of Hades, the God of Death, is also the maiden daughter of Demeter, the bringer of Spring.  In the natural world spring becomes summer, becomes fall, and becomes the darkness of winter.  And from that ending comes new life again in the Spring.

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 ***From "Myths and Dreams"( http://mythsdreamssymbols.com/majorarchetypes.html)
Painting by Christina Carbone

"Jung's formulation of the concept of the archetype he called the `Archetype of Wholeness', or the Self, is fundamental to Jungian or analytical psychology. The self has to be distinguished from the ego. The ego is the conscious mind. The self is the total, fully integrated psyche, in which all opposing or conflicting elements are united and co-ordinated. Bear in mind what Jung says about the relationship between the conscious and unconscious, the unconscious contains the opposite characteristics or capabilities to those that are evident at the conscious level of the personality (e.g. if you are the extrovert type your unconscious will be introvert). At this final stage of individuation conscious and unconscious become so thoroughly integrated into one harmonious whole that those things that were previously opposites and therefore - potentially, at least - in conflict are transformed.  Jung described this state of self-realization as follows:

"This widened consciousness is no longer that touchy, egotistical bundle of personal wishes, fears, hopes and ambitions which has always to be compensated or corrected by unconscious counter-tendencies; instead, it is a .... relationship to the world of objects, bringing the individual into absolute, binding and indissoluble communion with the world at large."