love or violence, which will survive…?

One of my favorite papers I wrote in college was regarding the “pyramid of power”, with capitalism at the base, and the three walls being our media, politics, and corporations. Within that pyramid is our society, and we have been domesticated to follow their design for what is appropriate and how to attain it.


Since I was a very young girl, I knew this system that we lived in lacked a soul and a heart to guide it. Living for the sole purpose of making money creates nothing but competition, and humans cannot survive long-term if our goal is to consume the very planet we live on.


Darwin’s “survival of the fittest” has done more than explain evolution, it explains the human psyche… win at all costs, or perish. The problem with using this model in our human society is that we are not simple animals, our brains have developed beyond fight or flight. Our hands manipulate our surroundings, and we can emote verbally, sharing our knowledge for generations to come. We also cover our naked bodies, and by doing so, have forever separated ourselves from the animal kingdom. But we are not separate, and it is time to repair the damage caused by our abuse and naivete inherent in our evolution… and time to remember our connection and reliance on mother nature.


Reuniting with mother nature is the crucial first step to our continued survival here on this planet.


We thought we could control mother nature,

but she doesn’t like bullies.

One has to coexist to play in her ground.


This is where AHIMSA (the Buddhist practice of non-violence) connects. It seems impossible for non-violence to exist in an inherently violent (capitalistic) society; the same social platform we are all accustomed to living, and one that feels secure if we are lucky enough to land in a good spot.


The opposite story of this evolutionary violence, one of NON-VIOLENCE AND UNCONDITIONAL LOVE (ahimsa), represents a release of our ego and its’ expectations. Only by surrendering to our heart can we choose to live outside the capitalistic society; this means living by an entirely different code of conduct, and requires a completely different pyramid. One that I designed in college to be based on the soul, and the three walls to be built by truth, passion and love. This is a structure I could unconditionally coexist in love.


Each of us unknowingly accepted a “life plan” for our existence on earth; regardless the continent, culture or tribe, we have all been trained by our predecessors. We can rewrite this story, and as I see it, we have to rewrite this story, both personally and globally; and this nation is seeing it in the “Me Too” movement, there is a better story to be told.


For me…  until my heart is cleared of the muck, I cannot (sustainably) love unconditionally. It reminds me of the book, Ishmael, by Daniel Quinn, and “how the sixties offered an ingenious and disorganized effort to escape from captivity. Failure came due to failure to find the bars of the cage. If you cannot find what is keeping you in, you get confused and ineffectual.”


Can we love if held captive within bars? Unconditional love is born of freedom, peace and honesty… within oneself and with the world sustaining us. In pure form, the two (captivity and love) cannot coexist… something else is created in loves’ name.


Our world needs help, but where do we start?

We need love and understanding, but it has been so long.

How do we change the anger that has been building from the start?

We need to care, not count our money.

How do we show that love will mend our hurt?

We need to start with ourselves… it will begin from within.

my A-HA moment…

I got my A-HA moment… what I was yearning for a couple weeks ago (a particularly hormonal week); if you read my last blog, you already know I’ve been questioning my worth, my rationale, my sanity. Sticking to my rekindled spirituality, I saw the fear my ego was sending out and like a fan to flames, my hormones stoked that fire. I allowed my thoughts, my defeatist thoughts to flow through me, acknowledged and then released them. I re-committed to my goal, my one-year goal, and kept my head up and heart aware, as I continued on my true-north path.

Sounds good, right? Then it just kept getting better; found myself at my favorite yoga venue, Wanderlust in Squaw Valley, enjoying an upbeat class with a new teacher (new for me). Must admit, I am always a little disappointed when my favorite motivational teacher isn’t leading class (shout-out to Meg McCracken) but I have an open mind. As I mentioned, class was going along well, she presented our mantra, “I AM (wait for it) COMPLETE”, and as we repeated this in our breath-work throughout the practice, the tranquility of this mantra fell over me like a cashmere blanket. I was riveted and then brought to tears when she shared a quote from an unknown author:

“The two most important days of your life are first, the day you were born and second, the day you discovered why.”

As if that wasn’t enough to bring me back to joy, I received an even bigger universal hug on my walk later that day; was pondering my back issues, nothing serious just a bunch of hang-loose vertebrae that like to break-free from the chain-gang. I was lamenting how I always gauge my well-being by lack of ailments and perfection occurs only when nothing hurts. The interesting part is when you are approaching 50, there is always something out of sorts, and if I don’t change my mindset, aging is going to get in the way of my LIFE’S JOY factor. Instead, I must consider each day complete and perfect regardless the drama. Then the A-HA hit me… stop questioning my motives, my goals, stop waiting for anything to occur – I am complete, NOW!!!

            Today, yesterday, tomorrow,

            Every day I choose joy

            And any day I am grateful

            Is a day I live free.

This brings to mind a quote from Daniel Quinn’s book Ishmael, “It is simple, we are all captives of a civilizational system that more or less compels you to go on destroying the world in order to live… The ‘60’s offered an ingenious and disorganized effort to escape from captivity.  Failure came due to failure to find the bars of the cage. If you cannot find what is keeping you in, you get confused and ineffectual.” Applying this quote to my recent insecurities it becomes so clear how my lack of CONFIDENCE are the bars to my cage; it is far too easy for me to get lost in the noise the world amplifies without concern.

All and all, a brilliant day I wanted to share with you…xo


just love…

“The truth of simplicity brings life’s clues…”

Living in a fantasy of money, lust and religion, it is hard to see where the battle begins.  Of course, each person is distinct and appropriate to their own mind; we all understand the battles within and birth-right prejudices, but until we honestly see the bigger picture and trim our denial, we have no hope of escalating our condition.  It reminds me of Daniel Quinn’s, Ishmael, and the battle against the unknown bars that cage our culture; the exact same reason why he thought the ‘60’s revolution failed.

The drawback of living a life by following the rules society sets is that your life, my life, everyone’s life is not wholly their own; it’s a walk down a structured path.  I believe that nature has so much more to offer, a more organic meandering; embracing the learning turns of life… choosing to live life, instead of reliving it!

As Thomas Paine once tried to inspire in his day can be said here today, “we have it in our power to begin the world over again.”  We just need to breathe confidence into our visions for lasting peace and real change.  Some call me naïve, but I believe we are at the cusp of change, just moments before we realize we can redesign our values… and stop competing.  I repeat loudly…. STOP COMPETING.  Competition is at the root of our captivity; our self-created bars also serve in keeping us too busy to see the obvious.  The fastest way to destroy a community is to withhold resources; people will turn on each other for fear of losing what meager resources they have.

I believe people choose the righteous path when playing a fair game and that a good person comes from within, not from threats.  Western values and morals are all built on fear; and we are so petrified of losing that we blindly chase our tails in vain.

Thomas Paine had the right idea with his “guaranteed minimum income”… a system of social welfare that guarantees that all citizens and families have an income sufficient to live on, provided they meet certain conditions. It seems most of Europe agrees with this plan, as does Canada and most of the Scandinavian countries… France began their program in 1988, which seems a bit late for a country who learned long ago to put community first with their lavish meals and long siestas.

France does seem to have their lives in alignment with healthy living… as their rates of disease are down with eastern cultures, yet still eat, drink and smoke without fear.  I believe one of their keys to success is their commitment to keeping food free from contaminants, and from cooking seasonal foods from local farms.

Here in the United States, we aspire to a higher calling… we want food to be cheap, easy and fast; while our corporations want to make the most products at the cheapest cost, creating the biggest profits.  We don’t put our physical or mental health as a priority in our lives, so what we desire is then manifest, the most unhealthy, wealthy nation in the world.

We are told that if we follow certain rules, good will follow; we will go to heaven, get in the right schools, get a good job etc. Success by this standard is quite easy for the small, gifted and mostly white percentage of people (and their offspring).  But what if you are born into poverty or worse, the possibilities are slim to nearly impossible for the beaten, broken and abused larger percentage of the population.  And we are tired of this hypocrisy, otherwise we would not be backing such extreme candidates as Trump and Sanders, and these unlikely candidates have gained strength.  One wants to beat everyone into submission with an oversized club, and the other wants to level the playing field by forcing Wall Street and large corporations to share their wealth.

Putting politics, religion and capitalism aside… there will be more than one path to regain our pride and sense of control in our lives, but it will first begin with changing the story we tell ourselves.  It is time to believe in the intent of our being, not as interested in what we do, but why we do it; to reconnect our spirit to the divine oneness of us all on this planet.  No room for labels, just for love.  I repeat loudly… JUST LOVE.

“Take apart your bow and arrow…

And what you have now will be there tomorrow.”