The seeker is constantly challenged. Enlightenment and evolution are what our souls long for. Our hearts cry out for clarity and discernment in search of our spiritual path and self realization. There are no solid or easy answers. It is our shared experience and compassion that sustain and support us through life.
It's not surprising that more urban trees lower the levels of heat and pollution. Although many cities maintain tree-planting programs, not all canopies have equivalent value.
A new analysis from the American Forests conservation organization states that the US needs to plant more than half a billion trees across 500 metropolitan areas and 150,000 local communities.
“Whatever you’re looking for is just beyond yourself.” ~ David Whyte
David Whyte is one of the few poets to take his perspectives on creativity into the field of organizational development, where he works with many European, American and international companies.
The author of eight books of poetry and four books of prose, he holds a degree in Marine Zoology and has traveled extensively, including living and working as a naturalist guide in the Galapagos Islands and leading anthropological and natural history expeditions in the Andes, Amazon, and Himalayas.
He brings this wealth of experience to his poetry, lectures and workshops.
One of the things we almost always have is a sense of heartbrokenness about the world. And certainly that's a collective experience at the moment.
Around our climate, around Afghanistan, around Israel, Palestine, around so many dynamics in the world. And the temptation is to turn away - one of the great central invitations of poetry is to say no.
Actually this doorway of difficulty, this vulnerability, this axis of heartbreak, is exactly the road that you'd be invited along. You could don't get to start from anywhere except this place of collective sorrow.
Sweet balm for our troubled times and aching soulfulness.
For Filipino Americans who survived the yoke of the Marcoses' conjugal kleptocracy and dictatorship, September 11 dredges up too many dark and devastating horrors.
On his 104th birth anniversary, the scourge that is Ferdinand Marcos may be long dead. Yet his wife and spawn remain a Philippine treat and bleeding canker. Living on to perpetuate their entitled fantasies, empowered by all their ill-gotten wealth and boundless greed.
Even now, the Marcos minions are relentless in their fanatic frenzy to rewrite history in the name of their doomed dictator.
The failed and current president of the Philippines is one of them and with their money and support has grown into another horrible political figure. One that is bleeding our county's coffers dry as its citizenry die in droves due to the world's worst disastrously mismanaged COVID administration.
