Sunday Morning You Sure Look...

 ...fine, here in the West Indies. It's sunny and warm with a nice breeze. It's nice.  We have been without internet service all week, the 2 month old new modem set-up provided by the monopoly internet service Flow (owned by Cable & Wireless) failed last Sunday night.  I have been seeing clients via phone hot-spot but that's not always good. Probably 1/3 of my meetings last week did not happen.  I really don't like not showing up for people when I've said I'd be there, not to mention the lost income.  We have been told every day by a Flow Rep that someone is on their way, and no one has shown up yet. What a way to run a business!  But mine are US expectations in a small developing just barely post-colonial exploited society. So I adjust, one has to. It did lead to a very frustrating week, including some recording anomaly in Paradigms, some reverb on my voice in the interview.  That was not intentional, but so it goes.

This week's Paradigms episode is about war.  I'm really happy with the way it came out.  The guest, Marc Eliot Stein from World Beyond War, was great to talk with about war and humans and all of it. It's such a pleasure to choose music to go along with an interview like this.  This is the creative part, painting pictures/telling stories with other people's songs and words, to convey what I intend to convey.  The songs chosen for this week's show are like perfectly fitting puzzle pieces.

All media has an agenda, I am right out front with my media production agenda, to inspire people to have visions of a viable future for life on Earth including humans. Certainly Peace is part of that.

Mornings...

Mornings start with awakening into a moment of peaceful light, and then memory comes, reminding me of everything.  Then there is the moment of decision, am I going down emotionally into despair or am I not? Lately it's more "not" which is nice for me, and for those around me.  Then I start looking at the world in my mind's eye, seeing the planet, looking at places where there is conflict, looking at the wonders of nature, perceiving and imagining.  I imagine people with guns putting them down on the ground.  I imagine fighter jets being parked, and war ships dropping anchor. I imagine the factories where the weapons are made, shutting down and going silent. I imagine hungry people being fed and children playing without fear of bombs or soldiers.  I see, in my minds eye, the gardens and fields and food forests of Earth, thriving.  I imagine all the stray dogs and cats having homes where they are loved. One thing leads to the next, from the ceasing of violence to the thriving of life.

Then I get up and start my day. 

It seems so simple.

 It seems so simple.

Train the frontal lobe to recognize when the amygdala is activated, to discern when fight/flight/fawn/freeze is needed and when it is not.

Teach that all cruelty is an aberration and should be addressed as such, because where cruelty exists healing is needed. Make acts of cruelty taboo.

Voila!

Indigenous Peoples' Day 2023

When we hold The Earth and all her life forms in our hearts, and we are part of that, then it is natural to celebrate the existence of all life forms. When I think of Indigenous People's Day I think of all life, all our relations, that magical spark of life which we cannot quantify or replicate, and how easy it is to be awed and to find joy in the fact of existence.

In terms of the politics, today I celebrate and honor the People of The Earth of Turtle Island, who knew, and many still know, how to live in balance.