"I want to to tell you a story about Yellowstone National Park in United States to show just how vital undisturbed forests and woodlands are to the future of our planet and how our appreciation for trees affects the way we interact with the world around us.
It all starts with the wolves. Wolves disappeared from Yellowstone, the world's first national park, in the 1920s. When they left, the entire ecosystem changed. Elk herds in the park increased their numbers and began to make quite a meal of the aspens, willows, and cottonwoods that line the streams. Vegetation declined and animals that depended on the trees left. The wolves were absent for seventy years. When they returned, the elks' languorous browsing days were over. As the wolf packs kept the herds on the move, browsing diminished, and the trees sprang back. The roots of the cottonwoods and willow once again stabilized stream banks and slowed the flow of water. This, in turn, created space for animals such as beavers to return. These industrious builders could now find the materials they needed to construct their lodges and raise their families. The animals that depended on the riparian meadows came back, as well. The wolves turned out to be better stewards of the land than people, creating conditions that allowed the trees to grow and exert their influence on the landscape."
This quote is contained in the "Introduction to the English Edition" of The Hidden Life of Trees: What They Feel, How They Communicate; Discoveries from a Secret World (2016) by Peter Wohlleben, a German forest manager in the Eiffel mountains. His story brings to the fore, for me, the wisdom of the natural world and all of her inhabitants who each have an integral role in the ecosystem in which they reside.
My very first sighting of an owl was potentiated by Shasta, MuRefuge's Guardian of the subtle energy web. Her early morning notification that a BEing not usually present was visiting was loud and attention getting as usual. The sun had not yet risen so it was pretty dark as we stepped out of the sliding glass door to the cement patio. Shasta looked up into the two oak trees and gave her usual loud, deep bark that an intruder was present. The Great Horned Owl spoke in its identifiable hoot. We walked around the West side of the house to the front and I could hear the quiet flutter of the Owl's wings. I flashed a beam of light from the flashlight I was carrying up to the utility poll. There atop the Owl perched. The sense of gratitude flooded my BEing for the presence of this majestic creature that is often heard in our area but has remained unseen.
"Owl is a messenger, a holder of secret knowledge, and welcomes its shadow self. Seeing through deception, Owl perceives what others miss. Owl leads us into the dark unknown, reminding us to open our eyes and attune our senses, teaching us to receive inner wisdom and follow its guidance....
Listen! Watch! Be patient! Discern! Owl teaches us to find and follow our inner council. By piercing illusions, Owl extracts secrets, nudging us to see behind the scenes, under the surface, in the dark, in the depths of our being. Owl offers accurate vision and clear navigation through dreams, fears, and repressed emotion. Owl teaches us to pay attention to our perceptions-this is how we gain wisdom."
This quote is from Dawn Brunke's Animal Teachings: Enhancing Our Lives Through the Wisdom of Animals (2012). And her writing about what the animals from the natural world have shared with her is a reminder to connect with my inner wisdom. At this time in my life, with chaotic energy both here at MuRefuge and about the planet, the Owl's presence one morning past reminds me to BE with my inner knowing, aka wisdom, and the path through the chaos will be less treacherous.
And the female Indian Runner ducklings are also offering a similar message about honoring inner wisdom. I am with them during their afternoon foray into the vegetable garden. Even in their three week old development they know and trust their instincts, aka wisdom.
They forage, gathering ants from the soil and seeds from the European annual grass, and they munch on the tender new leaves of the clover. They trust me to carry them safely into the garden for their daily dose of warmth and sunshine. They run about freely and explore unhindered by fear of the unknown, demonstrating a natural curiosity.
They stretch their miniature long necks that are the Indian Runner trait when a crow flies over as though knowing that particular bird would not swoop down and have one or both for a tasty snack. They teach me to trust my untainted natural instincts, aka wisdom, and "go with the flow" of the natural world rather than down the path created for and by humans.
As we each access our inner wisdom and become conscious of our human foibles, may we
Sharing the process of BEing Rooted initially at Refuge; transplanting to Santa Fe, NM and reRooting, then back to California and reRooting in Cotati.
Tuesday, March 28, 2017
Wisdom
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Tuesday, March 21, 2017
One Week Old
Today, March 21, 2017, the babies aka Fawn and White Indian Runner ducklings are one week old. Here are pictures, as promised, taken by Dwight earlier this afternoon so you all can see how much they have grown in just one week.
Monday, March 20, 2017
Spring: March 20, 2017
The afternoon before the arrival of Spring's zenith we are watching the USA team beat the Puerto Rico team in the World Baseball Classic. Of course, this was a taped version so we could bypass all the commercials and view at our leisure. As you notice in the picture below, it is Cathie watching and the babies are focusing on wriggling out of my top.
"It is the time of the equinox, when day and night
are briefly equal. . . . .
Of course, this day only represents
a moment in time.
Spring has long been returning,
and we know that Summer will soon follow.
The cycle of the seasons will continue in succession.
There is no such thing as true stopping in time,
for all is a continuum.
Nature makes its own concordances
as a mere outgrowth of its movement;
it is we who see structure and give names to patterns."
-Deng Ming-Dao.
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| Between Earth and Sky, sculpted by Dwight looks towards the East and heralds the awakening of sequestered energy that is bursting forth. |
With the record rainfall here in West Sonoma County, California, the native plants at MuRefuge that have been in survival mode are now are bursting forth in all their Spring time glory. Here are a few pictures taken yesterday.
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| MuRefuge's older planting of Pacific Wax Myrtle (Myrica californica) in her most stunning Spring attire. |
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| Sage napping amidst the Purple Needlegrass that is decorated with full flowering Buckbrush (Ceanothus cuneatus). |
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| In the foreground are spears of asparagus ready for harvest. Right behind the fence is the now spreading stand of Oregon Grape (Mahonia aquifolium) abuzz with pollinators. Behind and to the left is a California Bay (Umbellularia californica) and in the background are two Coast Live Oak (Quercus agrifolia).
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Saturday, March 18, 2017
Spring Offerings
Here at MuRefuge the humans aka "Two Leggeds" are aging; not a surprise as each BEing traverses this path. The male is feeling especially "old" right now. To counterbalance this feeling the baby ducks' arrival offer a stupendous counterbalance for MuRefuge's humans, bringing palpable vibrant qi, aka wonderfully buoyant energy and filling us with joy.
Expect weekly updates so you will be able to follow the rapid growth of these amazing and treasured BEings.
As the babies accompany me each morning beneath my top to let their big sisters out of their duck house, I
| These are the newest MuRefuge's inhabitants, hatched Monday, March 13, 2017, at Metzer's Farms in California's Central Valley, just retrieved from beneath Cathie's top where they rode from Rivertown Feed, in Petaluma. In this picture they are two days old. |
| The two female Fawn and White Indian Runners beneath the brooder light. In the picture above you can see their home, a large cardboard box, for the next few weeks in the upper left. |
As the babies accompany me each morning beneath my top to let their big sisters out of their duck house, I
Saturday, March 11, 2017
Wind, Rain, Sun and Pleasant Weather
Thank you for the wind and rain
and sun and pleasant weather,
Thank you for this our food
and that we are together.
Mennonite Blessing
These past few weeks here in West Sonoma County we have had wonderfully warm, sunny days with temperatures nearing 70 degrees. Then came frosty nights with day temperatures barely getting out of the 40's. And snow was seen on the Coastal Mountain tops. How beautiful to see the steam arising from the Geysers, from whence our electricity here at MuRefuge comes, and the contrast of the white snow. Then a weekend with showers and some hail in some areas of the county followed. Now once again we are blessed with gorgeous sunshine days and night time temperatures remaining in the 40's.
| This season's stream, filled by the recent "wind and rain," flowing along MuRefuge's Southmost property line. |
During one of our recent "sun and pleasant weather" episodes our resident cat, Sage, was out cattin' around during the night time. Then several days later he developed a noticeable limp so he was shut into the garage for the night and the following day was visited by the mobile vet who identified numerous bites from another cat (the same one who several days later was returning from his vet after having an abscess drained?). She cleaned up all the bite wounds and gave him an injection of a long lasting antibiotic. His twice a day probiotic was double for several weeks
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| Here is Sage getting a warm compress applied to his left leg and left side of his body, one location of his numerous bite wounds. |
| The 'Howard McMinn' Manzanita is flowering late this year; however both the residential and migrating hummingbirds are enjoying the nectar. |
| The Pink Flowering Currant (Ribes sanguineum var. glutinosum) featured here and the White form, as well, will later provide food for the birds once the flowers have been pollinated and the berries ripen. |
| The California Wild Lilacs are beginning to flower as well. This 'Snow Flurry' (Ceanothus thysiflorus) provides the specific caterpillar food for the California Tortoise Shell butterfly. In addition MuRefuge also sports the blue flowering version. Other species of Ceanothus also here at MuRefuge are caterpillar food for the Spring Azure and Hedgerow Hairstreak butterflies. |
Thursday, February 16, 2017
What If . . . ?
“What if” we BEings are more than the physical vessel we believe we see with our naked eye?
“What if” we BEings are made up more of subtle energy than physical matter much like what is represented by the spider (physical vessel) and web (subtle energy)?
I recently heard that the ratio of energy to matter in living BEings is 90%:10% which caused me to pause and reflect. Back in the late ’80’s when I moved to Sonoma County after wandering the country in search of the “perfect job” I embarked upon a path of healing and self cultivation. As I began on this path I was introduced to the Enneagram, a dynamic map (“the map is not the territory” a soul sister voiced) of both the personality AND of higher states of BEing. I was intrigued that others saw the world differently and likewise reacted in other ways from myself. I thought to myself, “if others can see the world differently than me, I can learn to see differently too.”
We Ones of the Enneagram are all about perfecting oneself which can be annoying to the other eight types and yet serves me well in the process of waking up from habitual behaviors learned in infancy and childhood. While sitting a recent morning past while gazing at the beach rock engraved with the Enneagram symbol, a thought arose, “What if the opening in the bottom of the Enneagram diagram allows for the flow of Tao, aka qi/Life Force, which then splinters into 9 narrow and quite different fragments of reality?”
Thus the Enneagram diagram illustrates that each of the nine types numbered One through Nine sees, experiences and feels a different slice of reality as though each type wears glass lenses of distinct color within the full spectrum of color representing reality, much like the opening in the bottom (all that is "real" or reality) splinters into narrow views of reality represented by the nine points around the circle.
Recently my awareness has been shifting to seeing and feeling energy which is allowing me to recognize that energy flows within and around me. This process is affording me awareness of the connections to, not only the Tao, but all sentient BEings as well. As we live in a world of rapidly increasing human manufactured energy, aka electromagnetic fields (EMFs), how does that “static” interfere with our own individual BEing? And what disruption does more and more EMFs cause in our ability to connect or “bind together” (as in the Latin origin of the word: con - together and nectere - bind)?
Recently, while staying in a small house with solar panels atop the roof, I became aware of the splintering of/holes in my energy field. My late brother would say my energy field was "wonky." I could not connect with the beauty that I felt in my body or visually saw around me; nor could I stand still in the Standing Crane qi gong pose, one of my usual morning poses which I typically can maintain for some while. An ah-ha occurred when I noted the solar panels
above our living space. I have previously known viscerally that solar panels are not a beneficial way of generating electricity for the ever growing number of humans, most of whom have no idea about simplicity nor “what is enough.” Of course, there is the response, “the earth generates EMFs,” to which a counter response may be that all sentients BEings evolving here on Planet Earth have done so in the presence of her electrical field. The human generated EMFs are now occurring in massive amounts to accommodate the out of control appetites of our overpopulated planet.
above our living space. I have previously known viscerally that solar panels are not a beneficial way of generating electricity for the ever growing number of humans, most of whom have no idea about simplicity nor “what is enough.” Of course, there is the response, “the earth generates EMFs,” to which a counter response may be that all sentients BEings evolving here on Planet Earth have done so in the presence of her electrical field. The human generated EMFs are now occurring in massive amounts to accommodate the out of control appetites of our overpopulated planet.
So, “what if” the human created EMFs disrupt homeostasis not only of humans but all sentient BEings. We know from research that those humans living near electrical transformers have an increase of rare and unusual cancers. “What if” this is the end result of chronic interference with those humans' homeostases which are not maintained by physiological processes as we have been told, but rather by subtle energy processes?
| Can you feel the energy and physical matrix of Golden Currant (Ribes aurum) now beginning to flower here at MuRefuge? |
| Or within the California Pipevine (Aristolochia californica) also beginning to flower and leaf out here at MuRefuge? |
For me the anthropocene worldview is nothing short of terrifying! Edward O. Wilson described this worldview in his glossary of Half-Earth: Our Planet’s Fight for Life (2016) as “applied to nature, the belief that all life should be henceforth valuated primarily or even solely for its importance to human welfare. In its extreme form, the worldview envisions future Earth as entirely enveloped and engineered by humans.” “What if” the widening chasm in our Congress is merely a microcosm of the widening schism between those viewing Nature with all of her magnificent subtle energy as the most valued force on Mother Earth versus “science” which believes and acts as though it can do better than Nature, or at the very least, create what she has created.
A revealing happening at the latest Heirloom Festival, held annually usually in August in Santa Rosa, California, at the Sonoma County Fairgrounds, was a representative from agribusiness interviewing attendees about their preference for heirloom tomatoes to tomatoes created by this industry. YIKES! Humans think they can create something as good as or better than what has evolved without “splicing and dicing” as the saying goes?
Also in Wilson’s glossary: “Anthropocene: The proposed name for a new geological epoch in which the entire global environment has been altered by humanity.”
“What if” this comes to fruition? It seems to me we are well on our way. And if we continue on this path then of course we are participating in our own extinction.
“What if” rather each human wakes up, is conscious and connects with Tao both within and without? Could we then avoid the Sixth Extinction?
As we each ponder this, may we
Thursday, February 2, 2017
Cross Quarter Day
Today, Imbolic, or Candlemas Day, is halfway between Winter Solstice and the Spring Equinox. For some in cycle with the Seasons, it marks not only the beginning of Spring but marks the return of the light, mirroring the transformation within us from an inner contemplative focus towards one of outer manifestation.
"I who am the beauty of the green earth
and the white moon among the stars
and mysteries of the waters,
I call upon your soul to arise
and come unto Me [aka Tao].
For I am the soul of nature
that gives life to the universe.
From Me [aka Tao] all things proceed
and unto Me [aka Tao] they must return.
Let My [aka Tao] worship be in the heart that rejoices,
for behold -
all acts of love
and pleasure are My [aka Tao] rituals.
Let there be beauty and strength,
power and compassion,
honor and humility.
mirth and reverence
within you.
And you who seek to know Me [aka Tao],
know that your seeking and hearing will avail you not,
unless you know the Mystery [aka Tao]:
for if that which you seek,
you find not within yourself,
you will never find it without.
For behold,
I [aka Tao] have been with you from the beginning,
and I [aka Tao] am that which is attained at the end of desire.
Doreen Valiente
As we herald this beginning of Spring, may we each
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