I have worked for the last twenty-five years to save Big Sur from logging and commercial development..
"The wind blows over the lake and stirs the surface of the water. Thus, visible effects of the invisible manifest themselves."
I Ching
OZYMANDIAS
I met a traveler from an antique land Who said, "Two vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand, Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown, And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command, Tell that its sculpture well those passions read, Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things, The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed. And on the pedestal these words appear: "My name is Ozymandias, KING OF KINGS! Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair!" No thing beside remains. Round the decay Of that Collosal Wreck, boundless and bare, The lone and level sands stretch far away.
I hold degrees in psychology and philosophy, and make my living as an Astrologer, Western and Hindu systems. For the last 25 years I've been an environmental activist on the Big Sur Coast. I've fought commercial development, logging of old growth redwoods, and the taking of water from one watershed to another. I was an architect of the Big Sur Land Use Plan, the most restrictive Land Use Plan in the nation. I love nature, am committed to global Gaia healing, and want to bring forth the concept of Spiritual Ecology.
FREEDOM....
(Mar 27)
Our hearts soar like the gull...who knows it belongs to the sky...as we know we belong to Great Spirit of Gaia....
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Tribute to my best friend
(Mar 6)
Tootie mad me laughWe laughed our way through school.She got her period before me,And then grew bigger boobs.She had a 12-guage shotgun...
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The Unicorn Mane the colour of churning foam or snow on a moonlit night Like dandelion seed fluff as fine as cirrus in the morning light Each eye like a stormy whirlpool in the dark, swirling sea, Her horn casts rainbow haloes which shimmer beautifully Pearly coat of liquid silver like a glossy sheet of ice White feathers at her cloven hooves as soft and quiet as mice In the moonlight she gallops gracefully like a shadow on the sea With softness, sweetness and purity she looks across to me. by Anna (aged 11) ... may your week be full of Love Ana
What is a Poem A poem is hidden in the soundlessspeechless soft clouds Tossing turning twisting in the crystal clear aquamarine sky Look inside a pleasing pretty flower Climb immeasurable immenseimpressive mountains If you find a poem handle it carefully Like a newborn puppy For a poem can die or slip through fingers Like creamy butter And be lost in the dark streets Look in places where you have never been before And there you might find a poem Lost somewhere in the soft clouds The clear sky or a pretty flower Waiting for you! by Amber Hickman (aged 8)
Hello Dear Sister, Stopping by to say hello, and to wish you,
The magick and protection of dragons, and beauty of faeries! Happy Spring!!! Blessed Be, Maureen
Yanaar Lee, an extraordinary activist, is an old, old friend of mine and we have now re-connected after 25-years. Yanaar has worked for years as really the Point Person in saving the Big Sur area of the California Coast from the ravages of development and being turned into yet another National Park (to what? ... allow the TREES to be Cut in the Background, while people travel along all the new N.P. Asphalt roads and so forth -- NOT! Not to be!)! Yanaar is newish to Care2 and new to some Hosting Duties on the "Worldwide Interfaith Healing Circle." She will be launching a very special "Gaia Healing Project" or whatever she is calling it, soon, and this will be VERY SPECIAL for all of us on Care2, and throughout our World. CONTINUE ... =sapan=