Reality sure is doing its best to knock us down. The question is, when it beats and batters us into submission, will we get back up? And if we do, will we keep going the same old way or try something else?

The oil spill in the Gulf is but one example as it wakes us from our slumber to face head on our refusal to recognize our interconnectedness with the planet of which we're part. No longer can we ignore the fact that we're part of this giant eco-system, and if we destroy it, we are destroying ourselves as well.

Lives have been lost; countless more are disrupted. Unforeseen possibilities too horrible to imagine are working their way into our awareness, and bringing with them greater probability for manifestation in our world.

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Fairies in Winter

When the winds swell in earnest,
After the seasonal rains have come,
And the trees, the trees have cast their
Leafy lot with the Earth below,
the fairies, the fairies slumber.

When the winds swell in earnest,
And drenching rains have turned to snow,
The earth and all of her denizens
Drop in, drop in, dwelling deeply, while
The fairies, the fairies slumber.

A sacred ceremony needed to occur on behalf of New York State’s Hudson River. The request was made simply enough: while working almost two month’s ago with Napa, California’s Lisa Morris, my superb energetic healer suddenly received an image of the lower Hudson River reaching up and claiming two passing aircraft overhead.

For several months now, I’d been feeling the urge to return to Northern California’s Mt. Shasta region for something resembling a spiritual recharge. Upon learning that my Divine Partner, Fay, was going to be visiting my son’s and my Bay Area home, I suggested, and she agreed, that we might consider making the five hour trek north to the southernmost edge of the Cascade Range?

The oldest and largest trees within California's world famous Yosemite National Park are disappearing. Climate change appears to be a major cause of the loss.

The revelation comes from an analysis of data collected over 60 years by forest ecologists.

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On March 24, 1989, the single-hulled tanker “Exxon Valdez” ran aground on Alaska’s Bligh Reef in Alaska’s Prince William Sound. The fully loaded ship bore fifty-three million gallons of crude oil that was transshipped via the Trans-Alaska or “Alyeska” pipeline from that state’s North Slope to the port city of Valez. Between thirty-eight and eleven million gallons flooded into the once pristine setting giving rise to the most damaging oil spill in US history. What ensued was a badly botched symbolic “cleanup” in which 6,722 workers subsequently filed claims for respiratory illnesses (6,000 of whom died while their cases churned through the judiciary system) and an Olympian public relations and legal campaign aimed at limiting corporate liability, meaningful government oversight and citizen involvement.

On Sunday, January 25, 2008, several of us gathered for the first in a series of monthly, public circles at Moss Beach, California’s Joy of Being (joyofbeing.com). Our heartfelt play was dedicated to reconnecting human beings with the sacred Earth and all of her children. Before describing our first gathering together, however, I wanted to backtrack and explain the origins of this long standing practice.