Thanks, Peter! ... and part 2 in the works, interestingly pseudo-synchronously with your recent about "Baron & Femme", about Lords & Ladies, Masters & Slaves, factories...
Thanks for appreciating, April! ... and that line was a last minute add, as the ending felt like it needed something more. And thanks for sharing your poem! Plus with your comments they accentuate the two drastically different ways.
is the language of spirit song with spirits songs.
In the alive and living intelligence of Mother Earth, nature and all relations, is a wonder how intelligence can possibly be measured and quantified if the first mother earth tongue, human beings learn is domesticated spiritless.
This is just a little poem about the changing "ecosystems" from heart of earth to heart of sky. Every ecosystem interconnected to the others with variations of trees, plants, animals, medicines, foods, - - relatives specific to those "homelands" ... and the request for "free, prior and informed consent" FIPC before being welcomed or refused entry, is actually a much more intimate, personal, and collective reality of relational living intelligence than domesticated domination understanding wants anyone to remember and live.
Thanks for appreciating, April! ... and that line was a last minute add, as the ending felt like it needed something more. And thanks for sharing your poem! Plus with your comments they accentuate the two drastically different ways.
Yes to the wild. I was fortunate to grow up at the edge of the South Jersey Pine Barrens with our house very close to the pine forest - and the sense that we could walk forever in the sandy bottomed woods. I have repeatedly chosen the edges of communities where I can walk into woods or coastal hills without getting into cars. Better to live in drafty houses that let nature in as much as possible, I think why I feel trapped in colder climates where the winter is too harsh and being outside not as easy. A good subject to delve into Mankh, thank you.
Thank you for the Carlin quote - it made me laugh. I need to laugh.
The seriousness of #landback came to mind - how our ancestors were caretakers of land, not for money or for greed, but for preservation, community and really good health.
Glad you got a laugh from Carlin's insightful humor. And yeah as whacky flipped as things have gotten, they could turn around rather quickly, as the pandemic showed when rivers and skies started clearing up. Thx too for the restack.
Thanks, Peter! ... and part 2 in the works, interestingly pseudo-synchronously with your recent about "Baron & Femme", about Lords & Ladies, Masters & Slaves, factories...
Thanks for appreciating, April! ... and that line was a last minute add, as the ending felt like it needed something more. And thanks for sharing your poem! Plus with your comments they accentuate the two drastically different ways.
nice pulling together of strands in history, language, culture, economics, etc.!
"praying for humans to remember, remember where they come from and how they truly are"
Thank you Manhk
generations relationing with,
homelands variations,
from meandering valley to baldy breasts where living starwater lives,
pausing at every change,
from sea to peak,
all is quiet...still...listening...observing...
2 legged earth walkers,
come visiting with,
breath winds giving weaving offerings heart thinking,
spirit to spirit,
patience greetings,
call and response,
listening, feeling, seeing,
for relationings,
wilding welcoming,
from heart of earth and heart of sky,
is the language of spirit song with spirits songs.
In the alive and living intelligence of Mother Earth, nature and all relations, is a wonder how intelligence can possibly be measured and quantified if the first mother earth tongue, human beings learn is domesticated spiritless.
This is just a little poem about the changing "ecosystems" from heart of earth to heart of sky. Every ecosystem interconnected to the others with variations of trees, plants, animals, medicines, foods, - - relatives specific to those "homelands" ... and the request for "free, prior and informed consent" FIPC before being welcomed or refused entry, is actually a much more intimate, personal, and collective reality of relational living intelligence than domesticated domination understanding wants anyone to remember and live.
Thanks for appreciating, April! ... and that line was a last minute add, as the ending felt like it needed something more. And thanks for sharing your poem! Plus with your comments they accentuate the two drastically different ways.
Yes to the wild. I was fortunate to grow up at the edge of the South Jersey Pine Barrens with our house very close to the pine forest - and the sense that we could walk forever in the sandy bottomed woods. I have repeatedly chosen the edges of communities where I can walk into woods or coastal hills without getting into cars. Better to live in drafty houses that let nature in as much as possible, I think why I feel trapped in colder climates where the winter is too harsh and being outside not as easy. A good subject to delve into Mankh, thank you.
Thanks, Sabrina, and nice to learn some of how you got acclimated to the types of areas you're drawn to.
Thank you for the Carlin quote - it made me laugh. I need to laugh.
The seriousness of #landback came to mind - how our ancestors were caretakers of land, not for money or for greed, but for preservation, community and really good health.
It is not too late to give land back.
Glad you got a laugh from Carlin's insightful humor. And yeah as whacky flipped as things have gotten, they could turn around rather quickly, as the pandemic showed when rivers and skies started clearing up. Thx too for the restack.