It is not my style to leave my regular readers hangin'. I fell short of my seven posts per month goal last month and i feel terrible about it. So many things were competing for my attention, especially late in the month, that I completely dropped the ball. I have more than enough nearly finished posts that I could have just posted incomplete ones, but these four missing ones reflect the four directions, Earth, Air, Fire Water as the pagans say. The four directions are still but two dimensional. When space and grounded in the earth are added, the six directions hint at the Merkabic principles upon which my own ancestors cultivated their world view. These six directions may need to be honored and understood before they can be felt to be missing from our daily lives. Like the Om, we each respond to our own resonant frequencies. Hippies refer to it as good vibes when two people seem to immediately be in synchronicity. When we feel close to others, we can openly receive their energies and actions through the interplay of our own and theirs, to create something greater than either one of us could have done alone.
These are the sorts of things that have been occupying my time; as with the four directions, their immediacy became predominant, blocking the spiritual and Earth-centered rites of the give back.
The spirit of the East has been the blindingly rapid successes of my campaign for Wisconsin's 8th District to the U.S.House of Representatives. It is as if the sun rises on a different world than it did a few short moons ago. Being inspired to represent nearly three quarters of a million people is pretty heavy stuff. Like the Sun rising on each moment, there is very little thought about reducing my contacts with people, in fact the exact opposite is the case. I try to cultivate opportunities to get around folks. I have to get one to two thousand signatures to get on the ballot in the fall and getting those signatures will take hours and hours, introducing myself and re-introducing myself. each time delineating some of my positions as succinctly as possible.
From the South has come growth and a broader recognition that most of the policies that Bernie Sanders holds are the same as mine and they always have been. We both have records of walking the talk for the last thirty years. Old hippies are comfortable speaking truth to power, indeed it is the thing we have done all along. I am re-invigorated by associations with folks that have long ago been part of the revolution that has never been televised. Growing like fungal hyphae, the tendrils of association are vast by the time you have lived nearly half a century in the same place.
Into the West I have plunged, the unknown spirit world of darkness, embarked on canoe trips on all the major rivers of the region, bicycled tens of thousands of miles throughout the district. I have personally met over one quarter of a million people who lived around here. sadly, quite a number of them have passed the veil now. Some of my trips through the district have been far enough off the established path as to change forever the way I see northeast Wisconsin, Green Bay and the tributaries of the Western Lake Michigan shoreline. It leads me to even more deeply respect for the Wolf River, Lakes Poygan, Butte des Mort and Winnebago.
I have also adventured into the desolate winter along with many who felt that voting can't make a difference, that "all politicians are all crooks", so voting at all just enables them. Here is perhaps where my greatest challenges remain.
My spirit quest and Earth ties are renewed and firm, the art of the give back has again been practiced and release has brought even heavier fruit. Abundance has trined! Rest assured that I could have written a post about each of the four directions over the past week, if my fingers were not stirring all the pots at once, energizing and enhancing the ability of each to impart blessings beyond my campaign! My campaign literature will include information on biochar and how to use it to double agricultural production.
Thousands educated, can lead to millions of positive actions, in the non-digital world, My time is in great demand. Please spend the time that you would have been reading The Otherfish Wrap, Times four, contemplating and adventuring amongst the four directions this month. This will ease my pain over missing those posts. Expect at some thime to be asked to spend the time of two more installments devoted to spirituality, both the between you and space and between you and Earth.
These are the sorts of things that have been occupying my time; as with the four directions, their immediacy became predominant, blocking the spiritual and Earth-centered rites of the give back.
The spirit of the East has been the blindingly rapid successes of my campaign for Wisconsin's 8th District to the U.S.House of Representatives. It is as if the sun rises on a different world than it did a few short moons ago. Being inspired to represent nearly three quarters of a million people is pretty heavy stuff. Like the Sun rising on each moment, there is very little thought about reducing my contacts with people, in fact the exact opposite is the case. I try to cultivate opportunities to get around folks. I have to get one to two thousand signatures to get on the ballot in the fall and getting those signatures will take hours and hours, introducing myself and re-introducing myself. each time delineating some of my positions as succinctly as possible.
From the South has come growth and a broader recognition that most of the policies that Bernie Sanders holds are the same as mine and they always have been. We both have records of walking the talk for the last thirty years. Old hippies are comfortable speaking truth to power, indeed it is the thing we have done all along. I am re-invigorated by associations with folks that have long ago been part of the revolution that has never been televised. Growing like fungal hyphae, the tendrils of association are vast by the time you have lived nearly half a century in the same place.
Into the West I have plunged, the unknown spirit world of darkness, embarked on canoe trips on all the major rivers of the region, bicycled tens of thousands of miles throughout the district. I have personally met over one quarter of a million people who lived around here. sadly, quite a number of them have passed the veil now. Some of my trips through the district have been far enough off the established path as to change forever the way I see northeast Wisconsin, Green Bay and the tributaries of the Western Lake Michigan shoreline. It leads me to even more deeply respect for the Wolf River, Lakes Poygan, Butte des Mort and Winnebago.
I have also adventured into the desolate winter along with many who felt that voting can't make a difference, that "all politicians are all crooks", so voting at all just enables them. Here is perhaps where my greatest challenges remain.
My spirit quest and Earth ties are renewed and firm, the art of the give back has again been practiced and release has brought even heavier fruit. Abundance has trined! Rest assured that I could have written a post about each of the four directions over the past week, if my fingers were not stirring all the pots at once, energizing and enhancing the ability of each to impart blessings beyond my campaign! My campaign literature will include information on biochar and how to use it to double agricultural production.
Thousands educated, can lead to millions of positive actions, in the non-digital world, My time is in great demand. Please spend the time that you would have been reading The Otherfish Wrap, Times four, contemplating and adventuring amongst the four directions this month. This will ease my pain over missing those posts. Expect at some thime to be asked to spend the time of two more installments devoted to spirituality, both the between you and space and between you and Earth.
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