A Tale of Gaia the Great

The Greeks had a place and a story for everything in the world. Gaia, the Goddess of Earth, was in charge of all. She created her husband, Uranus, the God of the Sky. She also, clever woman that she was – and is – created Pontus, the Sea. In early times, in all cultures, Gaia in one name or another—is in charge.  There were, of course, many invasions of the system she commanded. Men learned early to throw bombs of fire and bring hills and mountains to their knees. We…

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The Spirit of Water

The world is full of Eternity. And when we honor it, it speaks to us. For me, born under the sign of Cancer, a water sign, I have had many mystical messages from the world of water. And through water, I have experienced the Divine. Not one time, but many. Once I was sailing with my beloved out and around the Farallon Islands. How many have crashed and broken their boats here, I wondered. Perhaps we too shall be punished rounding this craggy lump churning waters right in view of San…

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Reversing the Tide of History – It Can be Done

War brings terrible destruction. But it also brings invention. The first World War brought about the submarine as an effective machine of war. And thus began a new possibility of learning of the ocean. The subs were not to sink commercial vessels. But as time went on, the agreement was breached. German submarines sank over 2 million tons of food stuffs on Allied ships in 1917 alone. The war in the trenches killed 9.7 million soldiers and 10 million civilians. Terrible inventions, terrible deaths. Was killing on land and sea,…

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Children Take the Lead

Many in the US adult community were startled to hear that a 16-year-old girl from Norway was on a sailboat to speak before the UN. “What was this kid all about?”  People asked each other as she came into the New York harbor. When this youth named Greta Thunberg gave them a walloping speech at the United Nations about “stealing” her dreams, she was so right on.  The whole world sat up and took notice. When Time Magazine made Greta the “Person of the Year,” the media started to scramble…

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Women and Children First

In the struggles for clean water and clean air, all too often women and young people are on the front lines of the battle for change. Why? Because they are also on the front lines of the fallen. This is a story of how women and young people across the country are struggling, and may very well succeed, in their battles for their, and our, safety. Their growing activism is against such toxic chemical giants – Chevron and DuPont and, in some cases, even against their own city governments.  Yearly,…

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The Bright Side

On YouTube™ there is currently running an adorable toddler complaining to his father that his mother left for work without kissing him good-bye. This one-minute piece is both touching and funny at the same time. And close to million people have watched it. It is worth taking a look. The reason this sampling of warm heartedness is worth a look is because this tender, humorous example might very well make your day. And that’s really important.  The Center for Disease Control has been studying what has happened to us since…

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We Can Do This!

Once upon a time, several years ago, I was Mayor of the Town of Fairfax in Marin County. Fairfax is a population of 7000 souls with a stable compendium of old and young, progressives and conservatives But all are actively doing something that matters to them. Some are devoted to their 30-year jobs; some are devising new kinds of work.  All the people in Fairfax, whether young or old, are involved in something that matters to them. Volunteering at the church thrift shop, or shelving books at the library or…

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No Room at the Inns

I bought a boat when I left my marriage, 20 years ago. It was a creaky, soggy Delta River Boat.  My kids, ages 16 and 7, and I lived on it for a year and a half. Which means two winters. The dock we were on was wobbly. It was sea worm food. Many people that lived on our dock were often struggling to get food of their own. Our lives were shaky – literally and figuratively.  The boat never had a really working bilge pump. But there was always a…

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I’m From Brooklyn

I’m from Brooklyn. In my part of Brooklyn, everything was interactive. Whether your ethnic group was Puerto Rican or African or African–American or German or Chinese or Thai or Yemeni, our part of Brooklyn actually encouraged you to talk to each other. As a family we were – and still in many ways are – Italian, even those of us who can no longer speak Italian. Being Italian means being vociferous, which is to say having opinions and being eager, watchful, and alert to the possibility of expressing those opinions…

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Act of Contrition

Kneel at the feet of the searing,  Withered and flattened World, O my Country! Take your Penance  And Swallow it. Ask the Kurds  And the Yemenis And Nigerians and All those others with  Brown hair and dark eyes Ask the Mothers and Fathers  Across the World, Ask ALL of THEM to Forgive you. Forgive you for the horrors  You have Shoveled upon THEM Like huge, burning COALS And the ruin you have made of  Their Children’s Futures. Then, only then, Crying and rending  Your Clothes--- Take all you have taken…

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