Sunday, September 11, 2011

STOP KILLING ANIMALS & THE PEOPLE WHO SAVE THEM!


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nGeXdv-uPaw&feature=youtu.be

This is a MUST SEE. Although it may haunt you, it did me, although it may disturb you, it did me, you still must expose yourself to this so that you may include all these horrors both the earth and her innocent animals endure in your TONGLEN practice. If you don't know what TONGLEN practice is, read this link:
http://www.khandro.net/practice_send_receive.htm

The earth needs us to do this for her, it is the only thing we CAN do. We will be killed like other saviors of the earth are killed if we take the role of activist - they silence those that do in equally horrible ways as they kill innocent animals for money, out of greed. We cannot help the earth if we are dead. We must all take a stand, and it must be done safely and effectively - we cannot help if they kill us as they have killed our brothers and sisters who have shown the courage to step up and take ACTION.

To those that are frustrated and ask, "WHAT CAN I DO?????" We can practice tonglen. After viewing this video, all I could do was feel frustrated that if I took a stand, I too would be killed. TONGLEN practice is something we can all start to do. But do it gently, as if you are as sensitive a being as I am, you may feel energetically "off" if you do the practice for too long. It IS intense, but so is what you will be doing, but it won't KILL you, and you can energetically ease some of the suffering. Please join me in doing TONGLEN practice each and every day, even if only for five or ten minutes. You WILL be making a difference.

NAMASTE~

Sunday, September 4, 2011

SEISMIC HEADACHES

THEY ARE REAL. I have gotten seismic headaches before a major earthquake for years now. As I write this, I have one. The symptom is, it wakes me up before dawn and is raging, or builds to raging over two to three days. The longer the headache, the worse the devastation from the quake. Before the Japanese quake, I had a killer one for three days, and they don't respond to any form of medication for relief, and only subside when the quake occurs.

I am quite nervous because yesterday I woke up with one, and although it wasn't a raging, killer headache, it has become one today, waking me at 2 a.m. Unfortunately, they are never wrong. I haven't had them over this past week during all the quaking going on, because there was no human devastation, but this one is nerve wracking, because somewhere, soon, it's going to hit. This is DAY 2, I've medicated twice and it's done nothing but getting worse.

All my friends in quake prone areas, put together your survival kits and have a plan. I've never made it this public before, but the reliability of these headaches has been 100%....the outcome of my headache going away only comes when there is a tragic outcome for many.

Wednesday, August 31, 2011

AND THE POINT IS.....?


Truly the question of why we are here is relevant. It has been worth the ponder, and continues being worthy of our ponderance because truly, what is the fucking point???

The potty training of toddlers highlights the fact that human excrement and bodily fluids are truly repulsive. Cute as little children may (or may not) be, their bodily functions disgust me. The messes they make with their food, I find enormously disagreeable. Their drool, snot & shit are things one has to have close contact with when caring for them.

When my girls were babies, did I truly not reel from the grossness of it all because they came from ME??? I do remember marveling that my breast fed infant's shit did not stink - that is until around the age of about five months - then something shifted and my olfactory nerve was processing the repulsive smell of human shit.
Dog shit & cat shit are equally gross. Bear shit and the shit (or scat) of wild animals is not. Why the fuck is that? I came across a giant deposit of fresh bear shit and not one molecule of aroma made it to my nose. If that were dog shit I would have been overcome.

And all this repulsive residue of the human creation has served only to pollute our oceans as we mindlessly and selfishly rid ourselves of it and impose it on the creatures of the sea. Now you see/smell it - now you DON'T.

It brings to my attention the words of the opening paragraph of this entry - WHY THE FUCK ARE WE HERE, ANYWAY? We have toxic thoughts, negative emotions, judgmental attitudes and smelly bodies. Oh, there are the fleeting moments of pleasure when we are in the company of something or someone we love. But sometimes that love carries a heavy toll.....the misery of attachment and all it's side-effects.

Are we truly here to propel our spiritual nature toward the alleged perfection from whence we came? Again - FUCKING WHY????? If we came from perfection, then why didn't we just stay there? Now we have to toil with the impositions of a societal creation that truly seems pointless. I mean, making money, paying bills, finding peace within while we labor with these issues? Finding our passion, living our passion, making a living with our passion ~ or not ~ and being miserable & unfulfilled while we toil with JOBS that don't resonate with our passion because people told us we had to ~ and we believed them!!!

No one has come up with an answer. The one offering wisdom and guidance was nailed to a cross, so why do these people think this entity will grace us with a second coming???? If an enlightened 'savior' did return to this Godforsaken place (pun intended) - they'd put him or her on medication or in a psyche ward in lieu of that cross.

I for one am tired of the whole game of everything ~ the drive to BE someone ~ accomplish someTHING ~ attain anyTHING and maintain a healthy detachment to it all. It all truly comes up as POINTLESS ~ and I truly have been pondering, introspecting and searching outside & more importantly INSIDE for decades ~ and it still comes up POINTFUCKINGLESS!

My precious little grandson is due any day to arrive onto this stink ball we've turned this planet into. He has come from perfection, only to be steeped into the cesspool of humanity with all the trimmings.....cellular memories that comes with a physical body, memories that aren't even HIS, but that of an ancestor ~ the pain of being a baby - a digestive system firing up with all it's pangs and pains and the resultant shitting in one's pants and spitting up sour milk. Getting teeth ~ losing teeth ~ getting MORE teeth! Having to undergo the barrage of bullshit the newly arrived are subjected to by the medical profession - pokes with needles, testing for this & that, the painful ritual of circumcision. Now THERE'S one I don't grok - surgically removing something that was placed there for SOME reason we stinky humans don't understand, so we WHACK it off for no other reason than the fact that it was done by others in the belief that a little less stink will be the result.....a few less genital germs will breed.

And, speaking of breeding - there is this insatiable drive ignited and maintained to breed - and if not to result in furthering the species, to only give us this thing called orgasms, or getting off. It's different for each person and none of us seem to match up favorably with another with our drives or lack of drive. This wreaks havoc when we couple up and try, like birds, to mate for life. This chemical in our system, or assortment of chemicals, drives us to make really bad decisions in your younger years (I can speak for myself on this account) thereby subjecting ourselves to further misery, emotionally and/or financially speaking. We breed with others that are not in our best interest - or are they??? Because after all, it's the misery we create for ourselves that promote this allegedly illusive and highly desired state of what is called ENLIGHTENMENT. One can attain this state by finding their center when the pendulum swings toward happiness and away from misery or away from happiness and toward misery.....either way, it's a roller coaster ride that we don't even realize we are on for several decades, if ever.

I for one am stuck in a very uncomfortable middle. I realize that what I don't like in others is what I don't like in myself (now THERE'S a fun mirror to look in!) ~ there's nothing material I am striving for and working toward so that I may possess it and show it off to others or simply enjoy it for myself ~ I seek not love in another human being, because GOD only knows, that love, IF found, comes with conditions I must live up to and fulfillment I must provide for whoever this other one may be that I think I love and am deluded into thinking loves me-or else a very painful parting ensues. I've lived through this one too many times to continue living with this illusion and striving to be part of it.

I may be perceived as cynical or bitter just because I've been around the block so many times that I don't see the point in going around that same block one more time. I'm not depressed or on medication to even things out, but that does remind me - having one's hormones in a jar in the refrigerator does at least make for one not being enslaved by their own hormone production gone awry.

So where do we go from here? Someone DO tell... what IS the fucking point?



Wednesday, August 10, 2011

Yes, We have No Plums (or is that bananas?)



There are no plums on any of the trees that supplied my breakfast all of last summer.
The snow landed heavily on the blossoms, and luckily I photographed this beautiful site.....because it resulted in no fruit.

Each morning I walk past the trees, whereas last summer I would stand beneath them with my dawg and engorge myself gratefully on these succulent spheres of purple juiciness chock full of nutrients, this year I just walk past them without having tasted one this entire season.

Yup, these times, they are a'changin'.

Thursday, July 21, 2011

LOVE IN THE CENTER


The puppet strings have been severed and the life force within me has been liberated from the ever-swinging pendulum of our dualistic nature of mind this very evening.

I FEEL SO FREE and OVERFLOWING WITH LOVE and SOFTNESS.

Further details will follow, but I wanted to share ever so briefly while I am freshly immersed in this wonderful place that I have been passionately seeking for this entire lifetime, and no doubt lifetimes prior to this one.

~BLESSINGS to all who read this, and to all beings everywhere~

Saturday, July 2, 2011

NETFLIX NO MORE! I'M WRITING A BOOK!



THIS IS IT....I'm going to put my neflix account on hold for 6 months to immerse myself in photography, my art/music & bringing the next book into reality. It's time. Movies have been great for the mind and relaxation systems...the great TUNE OUT. They've been inspiring, watching the documentaries on the Impressionists, and a host of other masters in all sorts of genres, hence being a great TUNE IN.

Then there's pure entertainment of the finest sort: The Tudors series. I could watch 8 episodes in an evening, getting to sleep really late. Such a sensuous presentation! Many amazingly handsome manly men who were also ruthless and total candy in appearance, demeanor and voice. Mmmmmmmmm.

The billing cycle begins July 5th, so I'm going to have my last hurrahh this weekend and it will be a fling gone by, a total indulgence, sort of like double fudge chocolate ice cream.

It's NOSE to grinding stone - as in the time of writing DIARIES. "People - bring me prepared meals, plates of fine cheeses and fresh fruit" ~ the campaign is on: "Feed the Author"...... that's the list of names in author's Acknowledgments: "I could never have written this book if so and so hadn't fed me...." It's frequently a trusty spouse at the end of the list, the author gushing forth, "and finally, last but not least, I could NEVER have done this work without the undying love and support of my beloved husband, Mr. Smith!" My sometimes lonely self with the history of non supportive relationships tries not to GAG when I read that one line. A line I will not put in my book.....but you people that FEED me....you KNOW who you are! And it's not just food, it's that support and encouragement that keeps me going when I want to take valium for breakfast to be able to sit at the computer for endless hours and not go up the wall from the creative flow taking me and my world on a swift current.


This time around, I will have a dog to walk and tend to, so I will be very grounded. And although my 'invisible friend' who was the hot topic in DIARIES is behind this decision and will be beside me in his own way, he is not the one I'm writing about, so it's more about humor rather than the heaviness of discovering myself in a multi-dimensional relationship. Whew! Glad this book is going to be FUNNY!






Tuesday, June 28, 2011

Man Doesn't Seem To Learn

Man simply does not see beyond the shortsightedness of his greed and desires to satisfy the insatiable appetite. It does not even matter to a human steeped in greed to consider for one brief moment, the long term consequences of his short term priorities.

ONGOING MASSACRE OF THE ALMOST EXTINCT TORTOISE

A tortoise in Madagascar Madagascar's tortoises sell for thousands of dollars on the black market

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Madagascar's poachers, known in conservation circles as "the tortoise mafia", are increasingly hunting down the Indian Ocean island's reptiles, threatening them with extinction.

The tortoise mafia, who allegedly include corrupt government officials and smuggling syndicates, are satisfying a growing demand locally for tortoise meat and abroad for exotic pets and tortoise shells used in aphrodisiacs.

"Everybody is eating them and everybody is trafficking them and as soon as people are brought to trial, there are mafia organisations who help to get them out," says the head of Madagascar's Alliance of Conservation Groups, Ndranto Razakamanarina.

Another conservationist, Tsilavo Rafeliarisoa, says two poachers were caught last year in southern Madagascar with 50 tortoises.

This was a small breakthrough in efforts to protect the island's endangered tortoises, which include the Ploughshare, Spider, Radiated and Flat-tailed species.

Often, poachers roam villages in groups of up to 100, picking up thousands of tortoises over several weeks.

Guns and machetes

They are heavily armed, fending off attempts to stop them.

"When a gang of poachers with guns and machetes come and take tortoises, the villagers are defenceless," Mr Rafeliarisoa says.

Tortoise meat laid out on a beach Tortoise meat is a favourite dish on the island

He says with food prices rising, more people are eating tortoise meat.

It has become a favourite snack in southern towns such as Tsiombe and Beloka, even among government officials who ought to be at the forefront of campaigns to save the reptiles from extinction.

"They say: 'Give me the special' - and the special is tortoise meat. It is a huge market," Mr Rafeliarisoa says.

Herilala Randriamahazo of Madagascar's Turtle Survival Alliance says he recently went on a research trip to Tsiombe and Beloka, posing as a tourist to see how common tortoise meat has become on restaurant menus.

To his horror, a bowl of tortoise meat, stewed in tomatoes, garlic and onion, was sold for a mere $2.50 (£1.50).

It was served to him in less than 30 minutes.

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People respected tortoises. They did not even touch them”

End Quote Ndranto Razakamanarina Madagascar's Alliance of Conservation Groups

"I sent it back. The waiter said he could get me something different, even a live one right away," Mr Randriamahazo says.

He says the streets of Tsiombe and Beloka are littered with tortoise shells - an unfortunate sign of the insatiable appetite people have acquired for them.

Yet, Madagascar's tortoises were once protected by the cultural beliefs of some of the island's communities.

"People respected tortoises. They did not even touch them," Mr Randriamahazo says.

Now, if tortoises do not end up in the rubbish heaps of restaurants, they end up in the suitcases of tortoise smugglers.

Sexual potions

Madagascar is known for its rich biodiversity but this has attracted smugglers interested in everything from its precious rosewood to minerals and tortoises - and the famous lemurs.

An alliance of 27 national conservation groups recently accused the government of being complicit in the illegal trade, as it had not cracked down on the "looting and plunder" of natural resources.

A WWF report on Madagascar's biodiversity earlier this month said more than 600 new species had been discovered in the "Treasure Island" over the last 10 years, but many were already endangered.

With only a few hundred of the world's most endangered Ploughshare Tortoises left, hundreds of species are crawling towards extinction behind them.

Tortoise shells are littered across towns in Madagascar (archive shot) Tortoise shells litter towns in Madagascar

Hasina Randriamanampisoa, of the Durrell Wildlife Conservation Trust, says the smuggling rings are well-organised, selling tortoises on the black market in Asian countries such as Thailand.

Wealthy Asians see tortoises as exotic pets, and are prepared to pay up to $10,000 (£6,250) for them.

Traditional doctors in Asia also buy the shells of baby tortoises, using them in medicine concoctions that allegedly enhance the sexual performance of men.

Conservationists say smugglers pack up to 400 baby tortoises in suitcases, before flying to cities such as Bangkok.

Increasingly, they are also smuggling out adult tortoises to breed in captivity in Asian countries.

Mr Randriamanampisoa says tortoise numbers are rapidly dwindling and they risk extinction over the next decade.

"Even if the poaching stops now, the natural habitat is so vast, there are chances that the females cannot meet the males in the wild to mate and to have babies," he says.

Mr Randriamanampisoa said there four species of tortoise "are endemic to Madagascar, so if they disappear here you will only be able to see them in zoos".