WAR ~ We Don’t Need No More Trouble…

“What we need is love to guide us and protect us on…”

War on the outside, war on the inside, war on the street, war in the home, war on the playgrounds, war on the continents; war in the heart, war in the spirit, war in the body, war in the mind. War is waring, war is wearying, war is worrying. War is the robber and thief, war is no respecter of anything animal, vegetable or mineral. War is ego unleashed, war is greed, war is taking. One step in greed is one step into war. All genocide is war. All prejudice is war. All hatred is war.

Tend to the war within, in the everyday conflicts which exist within the human condition. All human emotion and desires if left unchecked and mindless contain the seeds of war, for a war within maybe a tide which goes out… and “we don’t need no more trouble”; I don’t need no more trouble.

Take a pledge to be mindful of the war within and tend to the tides which hold potential to breach shores of trouble… duality, greed, ego, comparison, covetousness… Look to oneself, not our governments to stop war by not taking up arms against oneself or another. Practice right speech, right action, right thoughts which serve the fullness of love, forgiveness and kindness. Agree to disagree, allow confusion, distrust and uncertainty without having to take action against it. Do not force resolution. Find your peace within and let its seed take root and foster in the fertile soil of ONE HEART. Look to oneself in Divine connection/correction and send out flowers of great beauty to lay at the feet of one’s enemies, even if they be our own.

“Why do you look at the speck that is in your brother’s eye, but do not notice the log that is in your own eye? Matthew 7:3

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Dreams in The Land of Kurosawa

The film Dreams by Akira Kurosawa (1910-1998) is one of my very favorite films of all time. Dream vignettes taking us through a landscape of the his own beautifully crafted dreamtime . Dreams in their elusive form play out with texture, color and scope is a delightful expression in snippets of beauty or disturbing mystery. Village of Water Mills is one of my favorite scenes in the film. The videos here appear in Pts. 1 & 2

As I was watching these clips our current crisis in Japan came front and center. We are given the gift of dreaming and praying a balanced world for all. Balance provides ~ balance provides; and in that balance we thrive in the natural cycles and rhythms of life and death. Birth is a gift, death is a gift and everything in between is a gift to nurture and share. Out of balance loss creates the potential for devastating tragedy and the pain and suffering is insurmountable. Whether through the hands of humankind or the rumblings and shiftings of the living planet, life and loss are part of our co-existence. May the hands and hearts of humanity not create that which exacerbates the natural rumblings of our world and may we put our hearts towards that which creates the greatest balance. So to Akira Kurosawa who is no longer with us in the here and now and to the people and country of Japan ~ love and prayers.

A Few Favorites From 2010

Here is a little list of some of my favorite films, books and music titles from 2010 (in no particular order) Hopefully you will find something here you enjoy as well. What are your favorites from 2010?

Books:

 

People of The Book by Geraldine Brooks

The Zookeeper’s Wife by Diane Ackerman

Just Kids by Patti Smith

The Help by Katherine Stockett

Cutting For Stone by Abraham Verghese


Films:


Seraphine

Coco Before  Channel

The City of Your Final Destination

The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo

The Horse Boy

The Last Station

Winter’s Bone

Cairo Time


Music:


The Union – Elton John & Leon Russell

Distant Relatives – Damian Marley & Nas

Sweetest Nectar – Simrit Kaur

Raising Sand – Robert Plant & Alison Krauss (from 2007, but I bought it this year)

Cee-lo Green – The Lady Killer



Grandmother Love

It’s time for me to express my love for the Grandmothers. Grandmother love is the way of the future, the way of the past and certainly the present. I extol their virtues and spread their fame far and wide. Look up, look out and see the hands of the Grandmothers, hear their hearts, give them love. They come with vision, they come with hope, prayer and purpose.

Rise up, Rise up and be wise. Lead with love and strength, speak truth with power and compassion and be The One, be The One. For if I am the One and you are the One and we come forth as the One, merged with the One, standing as the One then the One is before us, within us and manifest through us.  No more waiting – Be Here Now. So drum, sing and dance, pray, light the fire and gather, bless the water, the land, the sky; be sage, be sacred, be true. Participate. Tell your children, your grandchildren, your neighbors. Honor the ancestors, guides and elders; Coming down from the mountains, rising up from the seas bringing the Love. Singing the Love. Sharing the Love. Drumming the Love ~ Grandmother Love.

The International Council of The 13 Indigenous Grandmothers is a wise commission of Grandmothers across the globe who came together out of vision, a vision of healing. They travel worldwide sharing this vision of  hope with a commitment to be what they can, where they can, to whom they can in the belief it will pay itself forward.

Check out their website at :  www.grandmotherscouncil.org

And look for a screening of their film For The Next 7 Generations at:   http://www.forthenext7generations.com/home.php

Rivers and Tides

riv.jpgRivers and Tides is a stunning portrait of the work of Scottish artist Andy Goldsworthy whose mediums are whatever nature delivers to his doorstep. Mr. Goldsworthy creates organic sculptors and designs from earth elements with a Zen type simplicity in materials and concept. His work may last until the sun comes up, the wind blows, the rain comes…or endure, stone strong and sturdy, like bones and joints exposed upon the land. I was struck with his reverence and appreciation, his curiosity and his sincere artists eye. Mr. Goldworthy creates for the sheer pleasure of the art, his sense of play is lovely. He walks the countryside gathering dandelions to create a yellow circle on the grass or a floating blossom cluster in the pool of a rock on the riverside. He crushes iron ore pebbles found in the river to make balls of blood red pigment paste and releases them into the stream. We watch as it clouds and swirls, finds its current and moves slowly with the flow  returning back to the place it came from…the riverbed. Such beauty! Purist art which speaks for itself, unadorned and unpretentious. Mr. Goldsworthy works each project as it comes his way, creating from the gifts at hand. The nature of his work changes all the time as it is conditional upon time and space and elements, it is like watching performance art. Part of the pleasure of his work is the transient quality, savored in the breath; quiet, contemplative and pure.

 

 

Rivers and Tides is available through Netflix.

Sahaj Singh and Farmer John – The Real Dirt

Last fall, my husband Rob (Sahaj Singh) and I attended a viewing of The Real Dirt on Farmer John at the Bend Film Festival. We enjoyed the film very much and encouraged folks to see it if the possibility arrived. It was currently in the independent film circuit, showing at a few festivals here and there, not yet widely released. It won several awards in Bend, including the Grand Jury and Viewers Choice Awards. It has continued to garner awards at film festivals throughout the country and has now become more widely available. This film tells a great story of a man’s journey and struggles to live his passions, in relation to himself, his family and the land.

The power of the farmer and his land runs deep, deep, deep. Sahaj Singh comes from a farming family in the Palouse Region of Washington State. For generations they farmed wheat, peas and barley. No one in the family is currently farming the home place as traditional farming has been beset by hardships in the last 20 to 30 years and no longer supports the family as it once did. But when we go back to the land he was raised on, with the dirt black and rich, and stand upon that ground, it vibrates the passions of his great grandfather and grandfather, his father and himself; the story of farming from horses to machines, of backbreaking work and the satisfaction of a hard days labor in the rhythms of the seasons, in relation to the land. It is an intimate relationship, mistress and wife, in the knowing of her temperament and nature, her gifts and grievances.

These days Sahaj Singh “farms” our garden; dahlias, roses, iris, vegetables, berries. His green thumb has a Midas touch and everything under his care prospers and grows. And no matter where we travel, he has not experienced his journey until he can squat down upon the ground, run the soil through his fingers and feel the measure of the land. Then he understands her nature, what she produces, and her relationship to water, her capacity and limitations. It is his story and no matter where we live or what direction our lives may take, he will always be a farmer. It is his heart and soul, born and bred in the love of the land.

So here’s the dirt…

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THE REAL DIRT ON FARMER JOHN is the award-winning true story of third-generation American farmer John Peterson’s hero’s journey of success, tribulation, failure and rebirth, through his childhood in the ‘50s, the tumultuous ‘60s, the hippie-influenced ‘70s, and the farm-crisis ‘80s, culminating in his transformation-based creation of a biodynamic, organic CSA (Community Supported Agriculture) farm serving 1500 families in the Chicago area with weekly fresh produce.

 

 

This film is available through www.netflix.com


Visit http://www.therealdirt.net/story.html to read all about John Peterson, the making of the film and his farm.

You can also visit the website http://www.angelicorganics.com/indexold.html to learn about the farm, Biodynamics and Community Supported Agriculture.