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Culture Change – Our World Crashing Around Us

February 19, 2009

The value of an accurate worldview during times of turbulence is particularly critical, to individuals, businesses, and to nations. Distinguishing the ‘Chicken Littles’ from those praying for Armageddon from the prophets… is now more vital than ever. It will be our worldviews that set us up for how we will navigate what, in the wild resiliency model, I reference The Winds of Change: Dancing at the Edge of Chaos. Navigating the Narrows is a related theme and category on this blog.

Below is an excerpt from a view I suspect is on the prophetic side, from a self-described “optimistic” perspective. And for the fear such scenario worldviews might engender in us, I offer this as perspective and antidote: Life’s Two Fiery Questions.

Culture Change – The old world is crashing down, welcome back the older: “”

This is the time we have been waiting for. Some of us, anyway. We wanted a better world, and we might just get it. The old one had to fall and get out of the way, and this must be finished for the sake of our faltering climate and for our own sakes. Meanwhile the old guard is floundering around and is as useless as tits on a bull, as my father used to say. People are still mesmerized by power and imagery, but the luster and facade are fading. While some government spending can be along healthy lines, it is certainly not “the answer.”

We have entered the time of the most rapid, sweeping change in culture. Great changes are in the works for the way people live and think. We are just beginning to see the failure of not just easy credit and overspending, but the failure of living for money and material things. Granted, most participants in the growth economy thought that’s how things were supposed to work, and now they feel at a loss. These are people who have had little use for traditions of their ancestors. They thought nature was something to dominate into submission and rape for pleasure and profit. They thought technology placed us above all life forms as well as primitive peoples, and that we could cast any number of them into the extinction bin. For we could continue to extract resources forever and solve any problem.

Now the humbling has begun, on several levels. By now only an idiot isn’t worried about climate change. Now that we know full well what we’re doing to the ecosystem, how can any sane person put the economy first instead of integrating it with ecology?

The older world we threw out — when our parents and grandparents embraced techno-conveniences and slacked off on the responsibility of educating their own children to learn what the great-grandparents knew — is going to return shortly. Preserving food, repairing things, sitting down to all meals together, amusing ourselves with creativity and conviviality (instead of with machines in isolation), knowing our relatives well, respecting the land and waters that give us life — such traditions are not choices but requirements for survival. And it’s fun to survive, or more fun than the alternative. The individual will again feel pride that what one does matters to the community while not harming the planet. This does not mean that there won’t be opportunists and mistaken people obstructing positive change. But with the end of the old order and its narrow mindset of paving over the farmland for “progress” — largely because it will no longer be possible — we can’t help but restore our village ways and tribal ways of mutual aid, once again serving the common interest over personal gain. For we have just seen the era of personal gain start its free fall to the trash heap. Stimulus? Too bad there’s not any discussion on what might be stimulated for the needed fundamental change.

A common error is to promote sustainable systems in a vacuum as if their logical superiority over idiotic and subsidized capitalist anachronisms need only to be made available. It’s great to promote them, provided they are not pie-in-the-sky technofixes. The problem is that good models are suppressed as long as the dominant system is intact or while petroleum is available. Therefore, the right course of action is to pursue the kinds of alternative models that both starve the beast and educate people to reject the present system. Then people can start to glimpse a better culture of sustainability and all that goes with it: sensible economics, co-leadership, compassion for the rest of the Earth’s species, and the realization that we will never get another chance like now.

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Jan Lundberg was an oil-industry analyst who ran Lundberg Survey in the 1980s. Since then, in addition to becoming an environmental advocate he became a generalist. In 1988 he formed the nonprofit Fossil Fuels Policy Action, now Culture Change, the longest running peak oil group.

What if Buddha had said…

June 13, 2008

It is told that Buddha, going out to look on life, was greatly daunted by death. “They all eat one another!”, he cried, and called it evil. This process I examined, changed the verb, said, “They all feed one another,” and called it good. —Charlotte Perkins Gilman, author and lecturer, from her 1935 autobiography

What a great example of the value of perceptual agility!

Perceptual Agility — and Presidential Powers

June 7, 2008

Spanish Dagger BudI have been struggling in my writing, struggling to weave simple thinking from divergent sources and tiered complexities of human minds. And I have been writing a series of posts about the power of our worldviews to shape our perceptions and subsequent experience of ourselves and of our world. Within this reaching for coherency amidst diversity and incongruity is my own need to make sense of the world, to perceive, craft and articulate, if you will, a world view of beauty.

Now emerging into my awareness is a belief I seem to carry, though I avow little use for beliefs in general. The belief is this: in the perception and experience of beauty there lies a path of thrive-ability. And in today’s world, the choices as to the beliefs and perceptions I will feed myself include a palette of commercial and government propaganda… and also too, the rising of life’s breath into a white blossom as the Spanish Dagger outside my window celebrates Life, it’s life.

Oh yes, recent posts visited the worldviews of fear and insufficiency, of the us against them thinking represented by the likes of Reverend Parsley, John McCain’s once acknowledged spiritual adviser… and frankly, I need a break from all the seriousness I’ve been embedding into this blog. I ought to be spending more time with the wild flowers of Spring and listening as they sing and dance to the polarities of male and female and day and night and this and that—as they interweave Oneness out of multiplicity.

So hold on, cause I consider the capacity and the ability for perceptual agility to be key to our wild resiliency. Yep, I’m talking about our willingness and courage and Life’s invitation that we perceive too the world from multiple perspectives, say from the way our neighbors across the fence or even our enemies see the world. And damn too but what it wouldn’t do me and us a bit of good to step out of our self-centric worldviews long enough to laugh at our follies.

So here, by way of invitation and warm-up are a couple of examples of perceptual agility.

Just Now
A rock took fright
When it saw me
It escaped
By playing dead
—Norbert Mayer

Now, what would happen if I began to perceive the world itself as a living presence? Even technology.

Oh my goddess! That would turn just everything… upside down. Maybe Woody Allen has an idea worth submitting to the powers that be when he writes, in Next Life

In my next life I want to live my life
backwards.

You start out dead and get that out of
the way. Then you wake up in an old
people’s home feeling better every day.

You get kicked out for being too healthy,
go collect your pension, and then when
you start work, you get a gold watch
and a party on your first day.

You work for 40 years until you’re young
enough to enjoy your retirement. You party,
drink alcohol, and are generally promiscuous,
then you are ready for high school. You then
go to primary school, you become a kid,
you play. You have no responsibilities; you
become a baby until you are born.

And then you spend your last 9 months floating
in luxurious spa-like conditions with central
heating and room service on tap, larger
quarters every day
and then Voila….You finish off as an orgasm!

I rest my case.

And I submit that laughter and humor and play are some of the best ways for helping us see ourselves and the world differently. So Thank You to the poets and artists and comedians… who carry that gift of reminding us that we owe ourselves a bit of perceptual agility every now and then, that it is healthy to look at ourselves and life upside down and backwards occasionally.

Just imagine, what if the esteemed President of the United States, the Commander and Chief, walked into the Oval Office this AM and the firstSpanish Dagger Blossom thought on his mind, the burning question that kept him or her awake through the night was: “How am I going to spread more love throughout the world today?”

Now we know that environments of love and trust commingle to create… not just peace but ecosystems nurturing of business, trade, abundance, security and yes, of resiliency too. So isn’t this the real job of the Presidential office, and the proper daily attention for one in such a position of influence and power: How am I going to spread more love throughout the world today?”

Rachel Carson, author of Silent Spring said as much, and in far fewer words than I:

The more clearly we can focus our attention on the wonders and realities of the universe, the less taste we shall have for destruction.

OK, so what’s your burning question of the day? What keeps you awake at night? How might you perceive it if say… you stood on your head? Where do you look to renew your experience of beauty and wonder and love? And what will you do today to spread their power upon this blue planet?

What will it take for my life, for your life, for the thrive-ability of humanity… to blossom like the Spanish Dagger outside my window?

Notes: The research on the economic value of trust comes from a great resource, Institute for Global Ethics. For Diving deeper into the perceptual agility Life invites us into see also: Beware of the Stories you Read or Tell; and The Value of a New Story—An Accurate Worldview, and numerous other posts and links on this site.

Also, I delightfully discovered today, and recommend: My Blue Puzzle Piece

For the Sake of a Worldview…

May 21, 2008

For the sake of a Worldview
one person thrives through challenging times
and another flounders on the rocks of life
one business is full of joyful people and customers
and another will crash on the rocks of change
one farmer’s soil is fertile and abundant
and another’s is thin and impotent
one country sows peace on the planet
and another spreads fear in every footstep.

For the sake of a Worldview
one man hugs his son
in spontaneous and open affection and
another man spanks and beats his son
to save a soul from sin
from the condemnation of a loving God.

For the sake of a Worldview
millions of Chinese are now homeless
fifteen thousand now dead, maybe more,
so that buildings might go up quickly
profits rising skyward
ignoring the inevitable
truth
that mother Earth likes
to shake her skin now and then.

For the sake of a worldview
poverty leads to harvesting
sheltering mangrove trees from the coast
and thousands more are now dead in Myanmar
yet more are hungry or starving even
and without water
so that a military junta
might save face and power
hiding from their own shared interdependency,
their inevitable human mortality.

For the sake of a Worldview
one country invents threat and invades another
lies are told for reasons why
and lies once told require yet more
to hid cover and protect
vulnerable egos and greedy hearts and
war criminals proclaim their patriotism
the salvation to be found in endless war.

For the sake of a Worldview
one man beats his wife
giving her what he feeds himself inside
and another man whistles as he walks to work.

For the sake of a Worldview
people can, people do, change
transform their very selves
their world image
so that for the sake of a worldview
sunlight and wind are transformed
into clean energy
food is grown
and eaten locally
neighbors know neighbors names
neighbors help neighbors
mass transit rises like a phoenix
schools nurture the innate love of learning
health care is provided for all
clean water access is a right
clean air too
all men are created equal and
thrive-ability supersedes sustainability of mind
and re-genesis of life’s diversity
Life’s vitality is valued
and the love of Life is subsidized
and biognosis, the knowledge of Life’s ways, is too

and rain falls upon the just… and… or… upon the unjust
For the sake of a Worldview.

Loss of Mangrove Forests Exacerbates Cyclone Deaths
http://www.mangroveactionproject.org/news/current_headlines/loss-of-mangrove-forests-exacerbates-cyclone-deaths

Why the China Quake was so Devastating
http://www.livescience.com/environment/080515-quake-buildings.html

Time Line: The Frightening Future of the Earth
http://www.livescience.com/environment/070419_earth_timeline.html

How Global Warming is Changing the Wild Kingdom
http://www.livescience.com/environment/050621_warming_changes.html

The Declaration of Independence
http://www.ushistory.org/Declaration/document/index.htm

More Worldviews… to Choose From

May 13, 2008

Now, there are more worldviews to choose from than there are Barbie Dolls. I’ve been writing on them (worldviews) of late just because I’m so fascinated about how it is that each of us come into our own version. And I’m also intrigued by the reciprocal power they exert, once chosen, to shape us yet further into their image. It’s a bit like we tell the story and by the telling of it we ourselves are changed.

A worldview is after all only a story; and it is through story that we give meaning and context to our lives. So for the Reverend Rod Parsley to declare, speaking of his perceived war against the Evil of Islam, We were created for the conflict. We get off on warfare,well, he’s just giving us a narrative about where and how he finds meaning and sustenance in his life.

Now I don’t know about you but I’d rather be feeding on stories of love and visions of peace than ones of eternal warfare. The folks at The Global Oneness Project apparently feel the same. They are creatively “exploring how the radically simple notion of interconnectedness can be lived in our increasingly complex world.”

“We have to make the structures of society unwilling to bear separation as a way of approaching things,” asserts one woman in the video below. And a man asks, referring to the healing of our experience of separation, “What if…this reality can change? What would it look like?”

Yes, we do have some choices to make as to the worldview we will feed, and the ones which will feed upon us. And when it come to nurturing our own thrivability, our wild resiliency, not all worldviews are created equal.

As David Brooks says in today’s NY Times Op-Ed, The Neural Buddhists, “We’re in the middle of a scientific revolution. It’s going to have big cultural effects.”

It is only natural that in times such as ours, in times of personal and cultural and global dissonance, many people will gravitate toward worldviews of simplicity, of us against them…. Our future of thrive-ability however lies in the affirmations of Life that are arising out of the confluence of our best science and the perennial philosophies. David Brooks again:

First, the self is not a fixed entity but a dynamic process of relationships. Second, underneath the patina of different religions, people around the world have common moral intuitions. Third, people are equipped to experience the sacred, to have moments of elevated experience when they transcend boundaries and overflow with love. Fourth, God can best be conceived as the nature one experiences at those moments, the unknowable total of all there is.

In their arguments with Christopher Hitchens and Richard Dawkins, the faithful have been defending the existence of God. That was the easy debate. The real challenge is going to come from people who feel the existence of the sacred, but who think that particular religions are just cultural artifacts built on top of universal human traits. It’s going to come from scientists whose beliefs overlap a bit with Buddhism.

In unexpected ways, science and mysticism are joining hands and reinforcing each other. That’s bound to lead to new movements that emphasize self-transcendence but put little stock in divine law or revelation. Orthodox believers are going to have to defend particular doctrines and particular biblical teachings. They’re going to have to defend the idea of a personal God, and explain why specific theologies are true guides for behavior day to day. I’m not qualified to take sides, believe me. I’m just trying to anticipate which way the debate is headed. We’re in the middle of a scientific revolution. It’s going to have big cultural effects.

David Brooks may declare that he is not going to take sides, but in truth we each do—daily. We do so through our willingness to be loyal to the deep and wild joy of our own wholeness, or not. Life invites forth this loyalty from us; affirming it requires the willingness to be loyal to the wildness of our own authenticity. And daily, Life goes on asking of us Two Fiery Questions:

There are only two questions:
“What shall I feed myself, today:
Fear? or Love?”

And the second question is this:
“What shall I make of myself,
As a sacrifice of flesh and spirit,
With which to feed the world?”

Note: Thanks to The Golden State for passing along the David Brooks article.

Understanding the Power of Worldviews

May 1, 2008

The Rockridge Institute is committed to the democratization of knowledge about politics. Our mission is to deepen and broaden the public’s understanding of the political world. Rockridge studies the worldviews, values and ideas behind conservative and progressive policies, issues and political discourse.” So begins the About Us page of The Rockridge Institute’s web site. Now however, as of April ’08, is also the notice that Rockridge has closed its doors. George Lakoff and collegues there have done much to further our understanding of the power of our worldviews to shape our perceptions… and in understanding how it is we come to our worldviews as well.

Take for example this simple and potent statement from their The Rockridge Era Ends notice, listed as one of the reasons for their demise:

The Enlightenment Reason Problem: Progressives commonly believe in some version of Enlightenment Reason, which says that reason is conscious, dispassionate, logical, universal, literal (it directly fits the world), and interest-based. The cognitive and brain sciences have shown this is false in every respect…

Say What!? What can they mean that reason is not… well, reasonable? Well there is a load of resource material on this issue in their online archives… and the discussion reminds me of a conversation (argument, really) I had with my father. For those not familiar with this blog, you need to know he was a fundamentalist Christian preacher; and we happened to be the only Christian group going to Heaven.

I began struggling with doubts as a student in high school, and by the time I was a senior, I engaged in a serious search for Truth (note the capital ‘T’). Of course I had to study other religious traditions if I was to be confident we possessed this elite elixir of salvation. And so began the conversation one Sunday when I wanted to borrow the family car to attend an Islamic worship service, excerpted below from my memoir in progress:

The folks had not minded too much when, out of curiosity, I attended Baptist and Methodist… churches. But my desire to attend the Mosque resulted in a fight; I might as well have wanted to attend a Catholic Mass. Dad and I often engage in such religious arguments now. Dad asks why I want to go…”to a what?”

“A Mosque. It’s like an Islamic church. And I want to go because I’m searching for Truth. If we have it, then what are you afraid of?”

“I’m not afraid. I have my faith in God, and in Christ. I believe the Bible is from God and I hope to hear on the Judgment Day, ‘Well done thou good and faithful servant…”

I now often aggressively cut Dad off in such arguments before he can finish his sentences; I already know his answers. He has become a parrot to me-repeating the same formula answers with never even an original twist of wording. I want to throw a rock through the window he looks out upon the world through….

“Are you afraid I might find out the Muslims have the Truth?”

“No…”

“Have you ever studied Islam? Or Buddhism, or Hinduism?”

“No. I… why would I…”

“Then how can you say you have the Truth?”

“Because Christ rose from the dead. That’s proof he was God’s Son. I choose to have faith in him. Mohammad and Buddha, neither one of them rose from the dead. Did they?”

“No, but Buddha was born out of his mother’s side, and he came out talking like an adult. That ought to account for something. Investigation at least.”

Dad mocked the silliness of taking seriously a talking baby being born out of his mother’s side. Who could ever compare such a primitive pagan myth to the virgin born Christ dying on the cross for our sins and then…rising from the dead?

“And Mohammad didn’t have to return from the dead,” I continued. “He left his proof that he was God’s prophet right here, on earth. It’s like this everlasting miracle that people can still touch today if they want. You say Christ rose from the dead but you have to believe it on faith…”

“Well, there is no other reasonable explanation for why his disciples would be willing to risk their lives…”

Now we cut each other off and our voices rise in competition for a listener.

“Do you even know what Mohammad’s miracle, his proof, is?”

“No, but…”

“It’s the Koran. Mohammad was an uneducated camel driver who spent his time hanging out in this mountain cave talking to God. Then people started writing down what God was telling him, and…that’s how we have the Koran. He was a completely uneducated man. Yet he authored what the Muslims claim is the most beautiful piece of Arabic literature ever to be written. That’s his everlasting miracle.”

“That’s what they claim, anyway. And that’s why I want to go check them out.”

Mother is present the whole time, but stands off to one side, safely out of the line of fire. She never likes us raising our voices this way and is now clearly agitated. She paces a bit and begins to wring her hands together and then finally, to use a phrase she herself often used, she can no longer “bite her tongue.”

Speaking of her faith in God and Christ, she says: “I don’t care if it’s true or not. I’m going to believe it anyway! That’s what faith is! Life is not worth living without it.”

Mom’s simple honesty emptied my lungs of air and ended the argument. There was no fighting against such a faith of abandonment and clarity. She said what Dad could not, or would not… and in doing so she gave me a gift that day that took years to unwrap, even as I now took a “life not worth living,” as the cloak of a mother’s curse upon my own life.

So here I offer a personal “Thank You” to all the folks of The Rockridge community. Your work helps me with understanding, and with the humility to be a learner… in the midst of those with whom I differ. Your offering helps us have higher levels of thinking and of conversation… when we have the courage to lean into the power of our worldviews… to reciprocally shape our perceptions of self and the world.

Note: Thanks to Kent at The Golden State for passing along the Rockridge closing notice.