Archive for the ‘Wild Wisdom’ Category

When I look into your eyes…

October 30, 2009

“When I look into your eyes I see nobody other than me.”
— attributed to Bob Dylan, from Modern Times

A recent post here, entitled Not Two!, received appreciative comments and in response to one I promised to follow up with the lines of inspiration for the title. The lines below are generally attributed to a Zen patriarch, Seng-ts’an, and are from a piece that is translated into numerous titles. This excerpt of of the longer piece is from a translation by Stephen Mitchell.

In the world of thing as they are,

there is no self, no non-self.

If you want to describe its essence,

the best you can say is “Not-two.”

In this “Not -two” nothing is separate,

and nothing in the world is excluded.

Seng-ts’an, The Mind of Absolute Trust

I encountered the opening Dylan quote while incubating and doing some research for this post… and of course it fit perfectly. My mind will not stop here however, determined as it is to find another quote itching for association:

Once we have …”fallen in love outwards,” once we have experienced the fierce joy of life that attends extending our identity into nature, once we realize that the nature within and the nature without are continuous, then we too may share and manifest the exquisite beauty and effortless grace associated with the natural world.John Seed

And now, at 3 AM with a the rays of a nearly full moon illuminating the darkness of my office, I am also reminded of a post here titled Self-Love: A Radical Political Act. It closes thus:

“This Self seeking birth is, I believe, the experience and knowledge of our Wholeness. We are not separate. We belong. To gift our selves with such love as this? This is the most radical political act any of us can commit!”

From the perspectives of Bob Dylan to Seng-ts’an to John Seed to my own, we have come on a long journey in this brief post, full circle we might say. It must be the moon tonight because now T. S. Eliot wants his say too.

We shall not cease from our exploration
And at the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time.

“Little Gidding,” pt. 5, Four Quartets

Note: Mitchell’s The Second Book of the Tao is a beautiful reference for Seng’ts’an’s poetic writing.

the heart of resiliency

October 21, 2009

I’ve been writing on the heart of resiliency of late as I clarify my own thinking in this regard. Following is a brief excerpt from that writing… and then a synchronistic quote from Gangaji sent by friend and colleague Sheva Carr; it was to benefit the Fyera Foundtion established by her that we provided a recent Santa Fe Aspen Hike benefit: Our Hunger for Nature.

We  live in times of tremendous challenge, threat and opportunity, all of which require our resilience if we are to find a path through to sustainability and thrive-ability.

Not all resiliency is created equal however. Some resiliency serves only the past, disavowing all that is not orthodox and stamped, “Pre-Aproved.” Some resiliency would disconnect itself from the past altogether and serve only the future. Then there is that resiliency that honors the ancestors and the past while serving the future too; it does so in service of ‘all my relations.’ This is a wild resiliency whose potentiality lives innately within each of us.

It is wild in that it arrives with an increased opening of our hearts in some way; this opening and embrace potentially extends to the Oneness of all Life—in celebration of diversity. And once a heart opens into such vulnerable strength, there is no telling where it will take you. Or me. Or us. There is no telling what future of thrive-ability we are capable of dreaming into creation from here.

This is the heart of resiliency. It looks and behaves differently in each of us and at different times in our lives and in history itself. It’s grounding however is in loyalty to the love of Life, and in the courage required to find a voice of our own in affirmation of a wild joy and wisdom within.

If you give yourself to love one hundred percent you cannot know what the outcome will be.

Giving yourself to love is laying yourself bare without knowing how you will be used; knowing that however you are used, you are given to love, in service to love. Whatever your mistakes may be, however you fumble, however you stumble, if it is in service to love it teaches you something. You pick up and you serve love even more strongly. You marry love, and you say, “I am yours.” Then whatever beautiful temptations go by, you say, “I am taken. I have given myself to love.”

There are moments of extreme difficulty in all lives. When you really give yourself to love then you are not concerned with difficulty or ease. You may not like difficulty but it is here. How is it serving love? Where is love in this, where is silence? Where is truth? Then life is the teacher of love.Gangaji

Artist as Leader — Leader as Artist: Part 1

February 12, 2009

Living inside me, living inside you, inside each one of us is an artist. Boy in Fountain.jpgGuiding us on our artistic and creative journey of adventure through life is the leader that lives within. The cultivation and nurturance of this leader is, interestingly, also the ultimate job of every leader, whether in the home, business or government, religion or education….

The mission statement of the renown Institute of American Indian Arts (IAIA) honors this relationship between art and leadership:

“To empower creativity and leadership in Native arts and cultures through higher education, lifelong learning and outreach.”

I was recently contacted by the IAIA to provide resiliency related programing for one of their classes. This post arises out of some 3AM reflections provoked by my anticipation of meeting the students there.

Daily we paint, sculpt, dance, write and edit with the tools we come into life with. These include both the genetic propensities of the clay ‘we are given’, and the canvases, brushes, pens, papers, blades, chisels, hammers and floors and spaces provided by our environmental nurturance, and also those acquired through our passions and disciplines….

Happiness researchers have recently estimated that 50% of our personality and happiness are genetic. Then there are the family and environmental influences, the nurture side of the equation. What we do with all these amalgams lies in the domain of our inner leadership.

Somewhere along the fine and blurry edges of these amalgams, between what we arrive with, are given and acquire, we learn — if the awareness so awakens within us — that our very Self is the ultimate work of art of our lives.

Do we re-discover how to breathe with the fullness of ease of a baby, and with the wild freedom of a roaring Lion?

Do we finally embody the peace and presence of the old growth Fir tree in the primeval forest? Do we walk through the world on two legs rooted in the firmament of beauty?

Do we remember how to belly-laugh and giggle and cry with the spontaneity of a child at play? Do we embrace the love of Life for all we are worth?

Do we discover how to drop, release and let go of the requisite domesticated patterns of comparing our self with others, of self denigration and self-inflation, of loyalty to the voices of should and ought and can’t? Do we claim at last the voice of our own authentic and true being, the voice of our own heart’s true cares and desires?

Do we pick up and live the gift of learning, of living in a world of beauty; with beauty before us and behind us and all around us, do we leave a trail of beauty?1

Ah, to be an artist or a leader is no small thing. It is to be true and loyal, to risk the authenticity of our wild joy, to listen to and honor the intelligence, wisdom and silence greater than ourselves that would flow through us the way water flows to the sea.

Are you, am I, willing to risk the adventure of such a surrendered path of our own creation? To do so is to be wildly resilient. And it is to be an artist, and a leader.

1 With acknowledgement to the Navajo Blessing Way Prayer

Heart Opportunity Knocking — At Your Door!

November 28, 2008

Datura Flower

The World is my teacher

filtered through eyes memories and emotions

attitudes moods and beliefs

conscious and unconscious

rigidities and flexibilities

of body and heart and spirit and vision… and

My goddess!

How large a being can I allow

this little Self to grow into?

The broken-open Heart

it is rumored

has room

enough

for all.

— dedicated to the Aspens, and to Sheva, both true through to their heart

And Sheva, a ballerina of wild resiliency, at Fyera.com, is offers recurring HeartMath courses. The first beginner’s class is free, and her web site is a treasure of the heart’s wild wisdom.

A better mentor cannot be found; and it is true, the accessed intelligence of the heart integrates mind’s powers and knows the path through these times we are in, personally and collectively.

Where do we think

brain gets

its Life Blood from anyway?*

The invitation is in the listening

deeper…

tracking breath’s incoming roots

to the heart’s longings

for the coherency of a Self

arriving as we open

the heart portal

to gratitude or appreciation or love…

all or any capable of expanding our experience of self

out of an identity too small

to hold

the grandeur

and the ordinariness

the warts

and the visions

of our heart’s

blueprint for fulfillment

we are after all

our very own teachers and pharmacists

Cornucopias

of Fyera!*

awaiting but the revealing

of own heart’s door

The time, by the way,

last I checked,

is Now!

Same as yesterday and tomorrow.

So why not open Now

this most vulnerable

most intimate of doors.

new-mexico-sunset

*Fyera: the sparkle in your eyes… enthusiasm, joy, happiness, hope, motivation, love, peace, serenity, contentment, compassion, openness to life, care…

*Heart Facts: 80% of communication between the brain and the heart… is from the heart to the brain!

Stopping Mind

November 11, 2008

Allowing raw experience, unfiltered by civilization’s symbolic representations into our nervous new-mexico-sunsetsystem, is a deeply healing experience. It takes us back, not only reconnecting us with our personal fetal development, but reconnects us too with the eons of primal human development. Being in such presence nourishes us in this NOW , in this womb of being, in this deep silence out of which we arise and return to.

The world is recreated anew there.

Meditation is useful for this, as is simply sitting, ecstatic dance, trance dance, walking, knitting for some, drumming, rattling, classical music for others perhaps. Some walk into buildings and pray for revelation. The technologies of the sacred are many and only the small man in me judges the practices of others.

Being in the presence of the wild, being in nature is what works best for me. That is where my wild resilience is most easily renewed and re-membered. That is where I most easily know the mystery that I am; indeed, that we each are woven of.

It is a good thing to know, this knowledge of where and how to find one’s self—again.

Aspen-Body Wisdom Archive

November 4, 2008

The Santa Fe Sun Monthly (Nov. 2008) has just published Forbidden Knowledge and the Aspen-Body, Aspen Goldthe first version of which appeared on this blog as a post (see below for link). I’ve been looking however to take a larger look at the writing I’ve done on aspens, including on SAD (Sudden Aspen Decline), and this gathering of links is an initial step in that direction. My hope is that it might also help any who find their way here through the Sun’s publication, to discover more of the aspen’s medicine.

See a post to come shortly for an update on related off-site aspen links (SAD, ecology…).

Loneliness & Presence: What the Aspen Know, August 22, 2007

The Aspen Have Been Working Me Over, August 9, 2007

Forbidden Knowledge and the Aspen-Body, October 20, 2007

Aspen-Body Wisdom: Learning Journey Quotes, October 25, 2007

A Celebration of the Self: Wild Resiliency!, October 29, 2007

Learning From Nature’s Emergent Creativit: Margaret Wheatley and the Aspen Trees, October 31, 2007

Self-Love: A Radical Political Act, November 3, 2007

Intelligence in Nature: Chimps vs. Humans, December 8, 2007

Change Hardiness & Learning Agility: What the Aspen Know, January 6, 2008

S.A.D? Sudden Aspen Decline!, March 26, 2008

The Power of McCain’s Religious Worldviews, May 8, 2007

Interwoven Spiraling Dimensiions of Consciousness, July 22, 2008

Restoring the West 2008 — Aspen Restoration, August 4, 2008

To Think a Tree Might…Save Us From Ourselves? September 23, 2008

Bits of Wisdom From a Tree! September 17, 2008

What is the Most Important Question You Can Ask? October 25, 2008

A Walkabout into Collective Consciousness, October 27, 2008

Collective Consciousness, Wisdom and Intelligence Resource Links, October 27, 2008

Turning 60—at 2 AM

November 1, 2008

Spanish Dagger Bud

Woke in the dark

thickness of night

hearing the call

my soul… my heart

“Get up! Wake up!”

gently but urgently repeats

Until I sit now

Breathing

Listening

Cat a-purr in my lap

Stars brilliant all around

My soul calling out for itself:

Wake up

Open your eyes

Be a strong heart

A true heart

Live your joy

Dive deep.

Spanish Dagger Blossom

Spanish Dagger Blossom

A Walkabout into Collective Consciousness

October 27, 2008

There is a way that nature speaks, that land speaks. Most of the time we are simply not patient enough, quiet enough, to pay attention to the story.
— Linda Hogan, Native American author and poet

Look deep into nature
and then you will understand everything better.
— Albert Einstein

I recently participated in the Summer 2008 Presence Walkabout hosted by Glenna Gerard, renown for her work in the field of dialogue (Dialog: Rediscover the Transforming Power of Conversation, with coauthor Linda Ellinor). This Presence Walkabout was “intentionally focused on exploring the frontiers of collective consciousness and the ways in which our relationship with Land invites and facilitates this experience.”

The program’s invitation drew a delightful collection of diverse colleagues, 3 men and 4 women, and a couple of ‘virtual participants’. We quickly discovered our deeper shared interests and concerns: the personal and collective evolution of humanity and our love of Life, our love of the Land and of the Earth, our concern for these and for the state of the world—and who we are within it.

These shared concerns and passions emerged into view as we explored the initial questions proffered by Glenna:

  • What is consciousness?
  • What does it mean to ‘be conscious?’
  • What models of consciousness might inform our inquiry?
  • What is it for a group to create and experience a “collective” consciousness?
  • What practices might a group develop to nurture such a state of awareness and intelligence?
  • What role might the awareness of such a collective consciousness play in today’s emerging political and business world?

Our inquiry into collective consciousness was deepened by the by the demanding beauty of Northern New Mexico. Each day of our seven included an excursion into a landscape of enchantment, and non-religious but intentional invocations of its presence into our personal and collective consciousness. Glenna’s leadership, grounded in the land as it is, made these invitations of awareness artful and appropriate and without pretension. A meditative walk in the surreal Plaza Blanca setting near Georgia O’Keef’s Abique, a labyrinth walk, a visit to a pueblo ruin, a medicine wheel, circle listening… such ceremonies of calling intention into presence became gifts of simple ritual appreciated by all.

The embodiment of appreciation and gratitude rose early into our presence as practices to deepen our inquiry, as did the simple and yet profound practice of simply placing questions into the center of our circle without defaulting to a cultural need to respond or answer them. We also cultivated a practice of speaking into the center of our circle. The intention being that the contribution of one’s voice arise out of a listening to the deep-silence—a field of presence greater than the individual. Each voice thus held potential revelatory meaning and wisdom sourced from deeper than the speaker’s personality.

Also personally appreciated was the emergent recognition of “the requirement to support and maintain the integrity of the individual…as necessary to the constellation of the collective.” This bit of wild wisdom is also inherent and vital within the Aspen-Body Wisdom material that plays me, as is indeed are the themes of collective consciousness, collective intelligence, collective wisdom, somatic consciousness and embodiment….

Each of these themes, and their inherent tensions and polarities, might well begin and end with the question, “What, or who, is the self?”  Honoring this question and the polarities of tension between the individual and the collective, I have written elsewhere that Self-Love is a radical political act; this too is a timely bit of the Aspen’s wild wisdom.

The relevance to this Walkabout’s focus of collective consciousness is that the Aspen grove is the largest known individual life form on the planet, and the most widely dispersed tree in North America. Its abundance is largely due to the tree’s strategic cloning behavior off its root system.

This reproductive investment in shared rooting is a strategy for thrivability subsequent to forest fires; what is an environmental disruption and eco-shock for many others species can actually stimulate aspen’s root system into procreative sprouting. Entire mountainsides and landscapes of aspen trees that are in reality “one organism,” are witness to the strategy’s success.

Thus, a walk among the aspen trees may literally be a walk inside the ‘body of an organism.’ Yet one can look out upon that forest and perceive the leaf, or the tree, or the grove…as a self, as an individual, or as a collective consciousness.

This perceptual agility regarding the dimensionality of the ‘self’ only broadens and deepens as one considers the biological and symbiotic relationships of other mutually interdependent organisms, including squirrels, butterflies, birds, grasses, bacteria and fungi… just for starters. The medicine that aspens work within me, and that they offer us, is this mythic and ecological perspective of our own biological and ecological self-nature, indeed the very nature of our collectively interwoven consciousness.

Here is western science speaking on that consciousness, as it is present between aspens and various fungi, such as Aminita muscaria mushrooms.

In the ectomycorrhizal symbiosis between fungi and trees, the fungus completely ensheaths the tree roots and takes over water and mineral nutrient supply, while the plant supplies photosynthate. Recent work has focussed on…the role of mycorrhizal fungi in connecting individual plants to form a ‘wood-wide web’.
Verena Wiemken and Thomas Boller, Ectomycorrhiza: gene expression, metabolism and the wood-wide web

I suggest we are more like this “one biological entity” forest, this “wood-wide web” of connectivity and consciousness, than we are dissimilar.

The interwoven consciousness and ecology and history of New Mexico’s enchanting landscape, within which our walkabout was embedded, informed our inquiry into collective-consciousness the way Aspen groves carpet entire flanks of the local Jemez and Sangre de Cristo Mountains. The Ojo Caliente River, whose banks we met upon, did not divide the land but tied us to the mountains further north and to the Gulf of Mexico further south. The Rio Grande River we rafted connected us to the Rocky Mountains and the dynamic juncture of continental tectonic rifts and plates, and to the 4.5 billion year old fine vintage water in our own bodies. Highway 285’s ribbon of black asphalt tied us to people passing through, some from across distant oceans and speaking languages, that like English, are not native to the local Pueblo peoples, whose ancestors once lived and migrated across the soil we now sat and talked upon.

Like these resilient native people, we too looked to the yet older “first peoples” of the Cottonwoods and Willows, to Ant and Spider and Beaver and Raven and Snake…to see if we too might hear their indigenous voices and songs amidst our own. Each of us heard their singing in our own way, as we too heard our own and the chorus of our collective as well: each in our own way.

How could it be otherwise, but that we live and listen life, as a verb—each in our own way? And that we are also informed by and inform the collectives of community we are embedded within. These communities are the weavings of our relationships, whether we weave them unconsciously or choose to risk a tapestry of conscious relationship to them, to life itself.

Relationships are, after all, The Language of Life. We are each embodied living walking talking eating burping digesting desiring fearing loving sleeping and… yes…waking and awakening…paradoxical individual and collective selves. It is the nature of the self, and of the Self. As individuals, our self is woven of a collective consciousness the way a forest floor is woven of a mycelium web, a wood-wide web of symbiosis and reciprocity.

And as we weave our web of listening and perception…so too are we reciprocally woven. That human conscious arises out of and is embodied within this wood-wide-web of the starry universe implies that to consider our collective consciousness outside of the other than human landscape—is to diminish what it is to be human. This reciprocity is the nature of the consciousness of the world soul.

The only question that now comes to mind is this: “How consciously shall I (we) live this multiplicity and dimensionality of rooted Oneness, these wondrous lives we are embodied and embedded within?”

I for one am confident of the wild collective consciousness, the wild intelligence and wisdom that live within us, that is available to us, that flows in an unbroken linage from the birthing of the cosmos into me and into you. I am also confident that if we but risk opening ourselves to deep listening, if we but open ourselves to the wild resiliency of this heritage, we can and will create a world of our conscious desires rather than the shadow world of our unconscious fearing.

The choice is ours…for the claiming.

Selected Additional Resource Links:

This list became so long that I’ve moved it to a separate post. See Collective Consciousnesss, Wisdom and Intelligence Resource Links. Please feel free to suggest additons or to add your own in the comments.

The New Religion of the 21st Century

October 9, 2008

The potency of our worldviews is part and parcel of the wild resiliency keystone process, The Power of Arrival — A Self in the World. What I like about the poetic worldview expressed by Brian Piergrossi below is that it is life affirming, that it is grounded in love and the intelligence of the heart as the primary orienting loyalty in life.

He also captures a sense of the drama of our times, of the tensions between that which is dying and that which is seeking birth, an honoring of all life, and the innate impulse for transformation: “Embedded in the timeless evolutionary pulse of all human beings.”

Love Now is thus a great expression for me of our wild resiliency, “our love of life.” The potential shadow side of such self identification and one I carry and share with fundamentalists of all hues is a hidden elitism. I don’t pick this up in Brian’s poem, but I am sensitive to the dangers of anything presenting an ‘us and them’ perspective.

Love Now
The New Religion of the 21st Century

On the surface of the world right now there is war and violence and things seem dark
But calmly and quietly, at the same time, something
else is happening underground
An inner revolution is taking place and certain individuals
are being called to a higher light
It is a silent revolution
From the inside out
From the ground up

It is time for me to reveal myself
I am an embedded agent of a secret, undercover
Clandestine Global operation
A spiritual conspiracy
We have sleeper cells in every nation on the planet

You won’t see us on the T.V.
You won’t read about us in the newspaper
You won’t hear about us on the radio

We don’t seek any glory
We don’t wear any uniform
We come in all shapes and sizes
Colors and styles

Most of us work anonymously
We are quietly working behind the scenes in every country
and culture of the world
Cities big and small, mountains and valleys, in farms and villages,
tribes and remote islands

You could pass by one of us on the street and not even notice
We go undercover
We remain behind the scenes
It is of no concern to us who takes the final credit
But simply that the work gets done

Occasionally we spot each other in the street
We give a quiet nod and continue on our way so no one will notice

During the day many of us pretend we have normal jobs
But behind the false storefront, at night is where the real work takes place

Some call us the ‘Conscious Army’
We are slowly creating a new world with the power of our minds and hearts
We follow, with passion and joy
Our orders from the Central Command
The Spiritual Intelligence Agency

We are dropping soft, secret love bombs when no one is looking
Poems
Hugs
Music
Photography
Movies
Kind words
Smiles
Meditation and prayer
Dance
Social activism
Websites
Blogs
Random acts of kindness

We each express ourselves in our own unique ways
with our own unique gifts and talents

‘Be the change you want to see in the world’
That is the motto that fills our hearts
We know it is the only way real transformation takes place
We know that quietly and humbly we have the power
of all the oceans combined

Our work is slow and meticulous
Like the formation of mountains
It is not even visible at first glance
And yet with it entire tectonic plates shall be moved in the centuries to come

Love is the new religion of the 21st century

You don’t have to be a highly educated person
Or have any exceptional knowledge to understand it

It comes from the intelligence of the heart
Embedded in the timeless evolutionary pulse of all human beings

Be the change you want to see in the world
Nobody else can do it for you

We are now recruiting
Perhaps you will join us
Or already have….
All are welcome…
The door is open

-Brian Piergrossi
(From the book ‘The Big Glow‘)

“….stay at the center of the circle
and let all things take their course….”
— Lao Tzu

“True freedom and the end of suffering is living in such a way as if you had completely chosen whatever you feel or experience at the moment.” — Eckhart Tolle

To Think a Tree Might…Save Us From Ourselves?

September 3, 2008

It’s absurd to think a tree might teach us how to live more joy filled lives, let alone how we might save us from ourselves. Of course it is.

Unless, unless of course the tree in question might be the metaphorical Tree of Life. But such a tree as that is to be found only within the fantasies of our imagination, like the mythical Fountain of Youth or the fabled Cities of Gold so…

So thought some scientists in Africa who were studying Acacia trees and discovered that Relationships are the Language of Life. Surely this is the trail of apparently forbidden knowledge and wild wisdom, the biognosis, Albert Einstein pointed to:

Look deep into nature and then you will understand everything better.

So too I have come to experience that mystical Tree of Life as being embodied and closer to us than I ever believed possible as a youth. Now I know that, as George Washington Carver said:

Anything will talk to you if you love it enough.

So while some may find the Garden’s Gate through a holy book and others through perhaps—even a rock, the Aspen Tree, the Aspen Grove, they too provide us with an open and indigenous portal into the primal and essential nature of our own being—if we are but willing to look. Of course to do so will result in a revisioning of the nature of the self, of what it is to be human, of indeed the texture of the world itself so… so the risks are high.

On the other hand, or perhaps, more appropriately, on the other branch, perhaps we have everything to gain and nothing to lose by discovering that we do indeed belong, that Relationships are the Language of Life. It might change…everything: for in that wisdom lies the capacities for balance, adaptation and transformation. Yes, for peace making too, with all our relations.

In the spirit of this I am returning to blogging about Aspens. Until I’m able to gather past and coming posts into a planned ebooklet, you can view them in the Aspen-Body Wisdom Archives. Also, I will be presenting Aspens! Ancient Wisdom for Thriving in Challenging Times in Durango, CO, September 7, 2008, at the Whole Expo: The Four Corners Holistic Health & Ecological Conference and Exposition.

My fall/winter workshop schedule will be finalized shortly and I appreciate whatever help might be available to arrange presentations and workshops. You can sign up to be notified of these through the Be Well! Stay Wild! newsletter form at wildresiliency.com.

Coming soon is a longer video on Aspens! Change Hardiness and Learning Agility. Coming sooner, What We Can Learn From a Tree: Aspen Lessons.