Showing posts with label connection. Show all posts
Showing posts with label connection. Show all posts
Monday, May 7, 2012
Alone...
“Not I, not anyone else, can travel that road for you; you must travel it for yourself.”
- Walt Whitman
"... AND I can walk beside you, hold your hand and offer you unconditional love and comfort..."
- Sahila ChangeBringer
with love and thanks for, and to, all the wonderful beings,
walking beside me in my life...
Labels:
alone,
connection,
Life,
love,
path,
Sissel Kyrkjebø,
Walt Whitman
Friday, March 30, 2012
This Says It All...
... the geometry of death and life...
on the left - the pyramid - how we, in our arrogance and ignorance, have deluded ourselves into thinking the world is ordered (almost killing the planet in the process)...
and on the right - the circle - how it really is ...
If we want a future for ourselves, our children and the other surviving life forms with whom we share this time, space and place, we're going to have to re-frame our understanding, our choices and our actions...
It's time for:
Triple P Bottom Line Accounting
Planet
People
Prosperity
Sunday, January 22, 2012
Incommunicado...
Wow - three days without the internet due to cables being downed by ice and snow, and the world is still here and it appears I haven't missed much!
Really weird watching post office and UPS workers valiantly braving the ice and snow, risking life and limb to keep the mail and parcels delivered - crazy... as though it matters that a letter or parcel is delayed for a couple of days...
Played UNO with the boy and housemates - fun...
More conversation happening...
Some twiddling of thumbs and consideration given to catching up on paperwork, and getting the knitting out of the back of my van... didn't happen!
Realising how much of my communication is with people I have never met!
Boy said he was sorry that the TV/Netflix was down, but not that the internet was because I spent much more time with him.... hmmmmm... have been thinking about the issue of balance and being present to and for him lately... a bit of a shock to have the truth that he is feeling neglected come out of his mouth...
AND he also is having a hard time with being an only child - me being with him 100% of the time is not possible nor necessarily desirable/healthy and no amount of playdates with other children ever satisfy him...
Realising how much slower and sane the world was before computers and the internet...
Getting back to listening to the radio, and enjoying it very much - though HATE, HATE, HATE that I have to listen to evil GATES FOUNDATION advertisements on National Public Radio...
Back on line now, and no more excuses not to move certain parts of my life forward and to take care of outstanding business!!!
Watch out world!
Labels:
communication,
community,
connection,
ice,
incommunicado,
internet,
isolation,
Life,
parenting,
Pony Express,
silence,
snow,
sons,
UPS,
USPS,
weather
Saturday, October 8, 2011
Tribal Web...
"Hey, do you know something? You and I, all of us, are members of one family, we are sisters and brothers, and we are going to sink or swim, together."
~ Archbishop Desmond Tutu
LYRICS:
There is a silence all over downtown
Where community celebration should be aroused
Life is on empty, Life is on pause
(Here it is)
No can do this!
No can do that!
What the hell can you do, my friend?
In this place that you call your town
(Here it is)
No can do this!
No can do that!
What the hell can you do, my friend?
In this place that you call your town
I guess you can't expect much from the hometown
Well I don't know if you can even call it your own
When they don't want you to get near excitement
In respect of that you just stay home
(Here it is now)
No can do this!
No can do that!
What the hell can you do, my friend?
In this place that you call your town
No can do this!
No can do that!
What the hell can you do, my friend?
In this place that you call your town
On intersection of all dimensions
Where I was stopping by just for a drink
I meet a brother from tribal connection!
And together we began to sing
We going to turn frustration into inspiration
Whatever demons are there, we going to set them free
Such is the method of tribal connection
Of our fun-loving, restless breed
Cus' I want to walk this earth like it is mine (It is MINE MINE MINE MINE!)
And so is everyone in our fun-loving tribe
Come on man, is it really so much to ask
From all these goddamn nazi-fuedals
But I'm going to take it to community
Because I want everyone to see
There never was any conspiracy
And we are all here simply to say, NOW!
No can do this!
No can do that!
What the hell can you do, my friend?
In this place that you call your town
No can do this!
No can do that!
What the hell can you do, my friend?
In this place that you call your town
Where there's a music should be coming out of every car
There is a silence all over downtown
Where community celebration should be aroused
Life is on empty, Life is on pause
(Only intersection semi-alive
Outskirts are sedated, be gone...)
Outskirts are sedated, be gone...)
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Wisdom Of The Elders - The Land Owns Us
Labels:
Australia,
Bob Randall,
connection,
death,
Earth,
elders,
family,
Gaia,
indigenous,
Life,
mother,
oneness,
responsibility,
stolen generation,
Uluru,
unconditional love,
wisdom,
Yankunytjatjara
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