Hello again, dear readers. And full-moon greetings from the Green Tara. (It was fun to wait for the moon to rise to just the right spot.)
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Thanks so much for your heartfelt response to my Tales. There are many Zero Waste Warriors out there, who have been responding with consciousness since long before my nascent attempts. I often fail to avoid single-use plastic: people give me bottles of water, or I buy something that is otherwise unavailable without wrapping.. And I’m still learning about impeccability from Captain Zero Waste. Here (below) she and her wonderful grand-daughter, Gan-pu, rinse the bottle caps five times (!) before sending them off to re-cycling, carefully scrubbing any hint of dirt.
Speaking of cleaning up, it seems that my ongoing second chakra sweeping meditations, to clear the infants’ shame and trauma, are having a profound impact on my ability to see, to laugh, to rebound, to dance … you name it. I’d say: to be free.
Van Jones (one of my heroes and co-founder of the Revolutionary Love project) says it best:
If we haven’t cleared the early personal wounds of our own childhood , we will drown in an ocean of powerlessness and despair amidst today’s challenges.
Last Valentine’s Day, instead of buying chocolate candy [an industry mostly built on child slavery] for people who don’t need it, tens of thousands of “love warriors” wrote letters to prisoners, refugees, and migrants in detention.
This Tale is dedicated to Gladys Tiffany, a Quaker and Fayetteville peacemaker who walks her talk every day, ceaselessly standing on the front lines with grace, love and conviction. Thank you, dear Gladys. …