Here's an amazing website and video 'The Story of Stuff' by Annie Leonard, who spent 10 years researching the issues of the production/consumption patterns of western culture. It's well-worth 20 minutes to watch the video. While doing so you can also look at th workbook and other features on this well-designed, interactive site. 'Good stuff' so to speak!
From its extraction through sale, use and disposal, all the stuff in our lives affects communities at home and abroad, yet most of this is hidden from view. The Story of Stuff is a 20-minute, fast-paced, fact-filled look at the underside of our production and consumption patterns. The Story of Stuff exposes the connections between a huge number of environmental and social issues, and calls us together to create a more sustainable and just world. It'll teach you something, it'll make you laugh, and it just may change the way you look at all the stuff in your life forever.
Saturday, April 26, 2008
Thursday, April 24, 2008
The Dog's in Heaven and the Cat's in Jail
"Somebody's going to emergency, somebody's going to jail. You find somebody to love in this world, you better hang on tooth and nail...the wolf is always at the door...." lyric from 'In a New York Minute' by Don Henley
I have seen the following silliness before, but tonight when it showed up again in my email and just wanted to jump onto my blog, I let it. No spiritual significance here, other than to marvel at how wonderfully different we are (as evidenced by the anthropomorphizing of our pets). And just for the record...cats are weirder than dogs.
But, what's even weirder is that 9 year old rescued Siberian Husky/German Shepherd-probably-some-wolf-in-the-woodpile Geronimo, aka Damn Dog, aka You Dog You, has some cat-like qualities. I am taking a huge liberty in trying to translate a recent interview I had with Damn Dog, wherein I asked him what he did with his days and told him some other dogs' responses. I am working on more effectively channeling his authentic voice, but for now this will have to do. Damn Dog is a dog's-dog, but I swear he's part cat. Geronimo's responses to the interview are in blue. Any misrepresentations are purely mine. He was very clear.
Ostensibly the 2 original dog and cat diaries are from the same household.
DOG DIARY
Wolf pup from Defenders of Wildlife website. Looks a lot like Geronimo must have as a pup.
8:00 am - Dog food! My favorite thing!
Damn Dog:
As long as it's raw hamburger, buffalo or elk, I'm in. Try any of that high quality turkey or chicken, or gawd-awful salmon (what kind of a northern dog do you think I am??) and I'll lay beside it and not eat until I die.
Oh, and the kibble thing. Don't try to sell me on those little round pieces of processed plant food and animal by-products being the same thing as real food. Don't try mixing it in. I'll pick around it if it takes me all day.
9:30 am - A car ride! My favorite thing!
Damn Dog:
I hate riding in the car. I howl and pace the entire time hoping that the door will swing open on a curve and I'll jump out and find a bush to whiz on and a cow to eat. Now THAT would be my favorite thing.
9:40 am - A walk in the park! My favorite thing!
Damn Dog:
Don't you people know about the Iditerod? It's this fun thing where you use your large feet to snowshoe across thousands of miles of snow--for fun. A walk in the park? That's for sissies like poodles and mini-dachs.
What I do with Beth or Andy every morning between 5 and 6am is a watered down version of the Iditerod. After I've howled and ululated for 30 minutes to wake them up from their boring slumbers, and only after they've taken 10 l-o-n-g minutes to put on coats, hats, mittens and shoes (humans are so ill-equipped for life on this planet--they have no hair to speak of, bad eyesight and can't smell worth a damn)..sigh...I trot about 20 feet in front of them, or more correctly, I trot when I can. At this time of day they don't trot very well. They stumble a lot. I take it in stride. If they'd put a harness and a cart on me...now THAT would be my favorite thing. Maybe they could sit in the cart and drink their stupid coffee and be nicer and glad to be up at this hour if I pulled them in the cart or on skis or something. They have bad attitudes sometimes.
10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing!
Damn Dog:
Usually. When I feel like it, I do admit to liking to be petted. What really irritates me though is when Beth rubs my luxurious fur the wrong way because she thinks I like it. She's nice enough, but sometimes I wish she'd just ignore me a little bit. You know what I mean?
12:00 PM - Wagged my tail! My favorite thing!
Damn Dog:
I've wagged my tail twice in the last 3 months. Humans are really pretty simple-minded and easy to train. If I wag my tail at everything they do, how will they understand what I really want them to do? You have to be clear with these people. Wagging your tail all the time is bad inter-species communication and leads to confusion on the part of the humans.
1:00 PM - Played in the yard! My favorite thing!
Damn Dog:
I cannot fathom what it is that's fun about chasing a ball around and around and around. I have some pretty retarded cousins out there, and I like to smell them and all, but they just give dog-hood a bad name with all the running after balls and sticks and such-not. Play, like tail-wagging, is to be reserved for special occasions.
3:00 PM - Ran back and forth in the hall! My favorite thing!
Damn Dog:
I'll be polite and keep my opinions to myself. Phiff if all I have to say about this behavior. However, I do occasionally do a 'crazy dog' routine where I run as fast as I can around the yard dodging stuff and screaming to a halt and then taking off and doing it again. I'm not trying to justify or explain it. It just feels good. 5
5:00 PM - Milk bones! My favorite thing!
Damn Dog:
If it ain't raw meat, it ain't worth my time of day. Beth and Andy keep bringing home these bits of rawhide and green things shaped like--like toothbrushes? I'm not sure. Sometimes at the drive-through or walk-through coffee shop or at the bank some well-intentioned person will hand me a foul-smelling biscuit made out of plant material and animal by-product (see my opinion about 'dog food') and expect me to eat it. Sometimes I try to be polite, take it and bury it under the front seat. Sometimes I won't even take it, and they seem offended. THEY'RE offended. Do you see the irony of that?
And then there's the stuff that they say I should like, like pigs ears. I happen to like pigs, and don't really fancy eating their ears. The people say they're like big potato chips. Since I've never even touched a potato, and don't plan on doing so, this accolade doesn't mean a lot. I just want a frozen hot dog every now and then, or a real bone with real meat (and this does NOT include poultry or fish) on it. I wish they'd save their money and buy me a half a cow to munch on. I could bury most of it in the iris bed for later, but I might eat some of it now.
7:00 PM - Got to play tug! My favorite thing!
Damn Dog:
Are you shining me on? And entertain the possibility that the human might win? Fits under the category of wagging tail and playing: don't do it, don't want to, can't make me.
8:00 PM - Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favorite thing!
Damn Dog:
Well, I do love to snuggle on the couch with them while they watch endless reruns of West Wing, Northern Exposure, Big Love, Brothers and Sisters, and Frazier, with that little rat-dog, Eddie. Whatever.
11:00 PM - Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!
Damn Dog:
Favorite? Define your terms. I do like sleeping on the bed and cuddling. But favorite? Better than the Newspaper Hydrant? Better than a long slow trot? Better than a frozen hotdog on a summer day? Whatever.
CAT DIARY
Day 983 of my captivity. My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength.
The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet.Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates what I am capable of. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a 'good little hunter' I am.
They continue to pick me up and handle me, an obvious attempt to subvert me. There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of 'allergies.' I must learn what this means, and how to use it to my advantage.
Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow -- but at the top of the stairs. I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released -- and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded.
Tonight I will again lay on their heads while they sleep and hope to smother them.
"Somebody's going to emergency, somebody's going to jail. You find somebody to love in this world, you better hang on tooth and nail...the wolf is always at the door...." lyric from In a New York Minute by Don Henley
Here's to the love of our pets...let's hang on tooth and nail!
What we can learn about how our perception is everything! So the question is: "is it--whatever 'it' is-- heaven or jail?"
Technorati Tags: humor,dogs,cats,behavior,silliness
I have seen the following silliness before, but tonight when it showed up again in my email and just wanted to jump onto my blog, I let it. No spiritual significance here, other than to marvel at how wonderfully different we are (as evidenced by the anthropomorphizing of our pets). And just for the record...cats are weirder than dogs.
But, what's even weirder is that 9 year old rescued Siberian Husky/German Shepherd-probably-some-wolf-in-the-woodpile Geronimo, aka Damn Dog, aka You Dog You, has some cat-like qualities. I am taking a huge liberty in trying to translate a recent interview I had with Damn Dog, wherein I asked him what he did with his days and told him some other dogs' responses. I am working on more effectively channeling his authentic voice, but for now this will have to do. Damn Dog is a dog's-dog, but I swear he's part cat. Geronimo's responses to the interview are in blue. Any misrepresentations are purely mine. He was very clear.
Ostensibly the 2 original dog and cat diaries are from the same household.
DOG DIARY
Wolf pup from Defenders of Wildlife website. Looks a lot like Geronimo must have as a pup.
8:00 am - Dog food! My favorite thing!
Damn Dog:
As long as it's raw hamburger, buffalo or elk, I'm in. Try any of that high quality turkey or chicken, or gawd-awful salmon (what kind of a northern dog do you think I am??) and I'll lay beside it and not eat until I die.
Oh, and the kibble thing. Don't try to sell me on those little round pieces of processed plant food and animal by-products being the same thing as real food. Don't try mixing it in. I'll pick around it if it takes me all day.
9:30 am - A car ride! My favorite thing!
Damn Dog:
I hate riding in the car. I howl and pace the entire time hoping that the door will swing open on a curve and I'll jump out and find a bush to whiz on and a cow to eat. Now THAT would be my favorite thing.
9:40 am - A walk in the park! My favorite thing!
Damn Dog:
Don't you people know about the Iditerod? It's this fun thing where you use your large feet to snowshoe across thousands of miles of snow--for fun. A walk in the park? That's for sissies like poodles and mini-dachs.
What I do with Beth or Andy every morning between 5 and 6am is a watered down version of the Iditerod. After I've howled and ululated for 30 minutes to wake them up from their boring slumbers, and only after they've taken 10 l-o-n-g minutes to put on coats, hats, mittens and shoes (humans are so ill-equipped for life on this planet--they have no hair to speak of, bad eyesight and can't smell worth a damn)..sigh...I trot about 20 feet in front of them, or more correctly, I trot when I can. At this time of day they don't trot very well. They stumble a lot. I take it in stride. If they'd put a harness and a cart on me...now THAT would be my favorite thing. Maybe they could sit in the cart and drink their stupid coffee and be nicer and glad to be up at this hour if I pulled them in the cart or on skis or something. They have bad attitudes sometimes.
10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing!
Damn Dog:
Usually. When I feel like it, I do admit to liking to be petted. What really irritates me though is when Beth rubs my luxurious fur the wrong way because she thinks I like it. She's nice enough, but sometimes I wish she'd just ignore me a little bit. You know what I mean?
12:00 PM - Wagged my tail! My favorite thing!
Damn Dog:
I've wagged my tail twice in the last 3 months. Humans are really pretty simple-minded and easy to train. If I wag my tail at everything they do, how will they understand what I really want them to do? You have to be clear with these people. Wagging your tail all the time is bad inter-species communication and leads to confusion on the part of the humans.
1:00 PM - Played in the yard! My favorite thing!
Damn Dog:
I cannot fathom what it is that's fun about chasing a ball around and around and around. I have some pretty retarded cousins out there, and I like to smell them and all, but they just give dog-hood a bad name with all the running after balls and sticks and such-not. Play, like tail-wagging, is to be reserved for special occasions.
3:00 PM - Ran back and forth in the hall! My favorite thing!
Damn Dog:
I'll be polite and keep my opinions to myself. Phiff if all I have to say about this behavior. However, I do occasionally do a 'crazy dog' routine where I run as fast as I can around the yard dodging stuff and screaming to a halt and then taking off and doing it again. I'm not trying to justify or explain it. It just feels good. 5
5:00 PM - Milk bones! My favorite thing!
Damn Dog:
If it ain't raw meat, it ain't worth my time of day. Beth and Andy keep bringing home these bits of rawhide and green things shaped like--like toothbrushes? I'm not sure. Sometimes at the drive-through or walk-through coffee shop or at the bank some well-intentioned person will hand me a foul-smelling biscuit made out of plant material and animal by-product (see my opinion about 'dog food') and expect me to eat it. Sometimes I try to be polite, take it and bury it under the front seat. Sometimes I won't even take it, and they seem offended. THEY'RE offended. Do you see the irony of that?
And then there's the stuff that they say I should like, like pigs ears. I happen to like pigs, and don't really fancy eating their ears. The people say they're like big potato chips. Since I've never even touched a potato, and don't plan on doing so, this accolade doesn't mean a lot. I just want a frozen hot dog every now and then, or a real bone with real meat (and this does NOT include poultry or fish) on it. I wish they'd save their money and buy me a half a cow to munch on. I could bury most of it in the iris bed for later, but I might eat some of it now.
7:00 PM - Got to play tug! My favorite thing!
Damn Dog:
Are you shining me on? And entertain the possibility that the human might win? Fits under the category of wagging tail and playing: don't do it, don't want to, can't make me.
8:00 PM - Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favorite thing!
Damn Dog:
Well, I do love to snuggle on the couch with them while they watch endless reruns of West Wing, Northern Exposure, Big Love, Brothers and Sisters, and Frazier, with that little rat-dog, Eddie. Whatever.
11:00 PM - Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!
Damn Dog:
Favorite? Define your terms. I do like sleeping on the bed and cuddling. But favorite? Better than the Newspaper Hydrant? Better than a long slow trot? Better than a frozen hotdog on a summer day? Whatever.
CAT DIARY
Day 983 of my captivity. My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength.
The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet.Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates what I am capable of. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a 'good little hunter' I am.
They continue to pick me up and handle me, an obvious attempt to subvert me. There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of 'allergies.' I must learn what this means, and how to use it to my advantage.
Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow -- but at the top of the stairs. I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released -- and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded.
Tonight I will again lay on their heads while they sleep and hope to smother them.
"Somebody's going to emergency, somebody's going to jail. You find somebody to love in this world, you better hang on tooth and nail...the wolf is always at the door...." lyric from In a New York Minute by Don Henley
Here's to the love of our pets...let's hang on tooth and nail!
What we can learn about how our perception is everything! So the question is: "is it--whatever 'it' is-- heaven or jail?"
Technorati Tags: humor,dogs,cats,behavior,silliness
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Whining, for a change 30 March 08 05:29 PM Beth Patterson 2 Comments [Edit]
Technorati Tags: rescue dog , rest , Shabbos , psychodrama , whining Geronimo, also known as You Dog You and/or Damn Dog is doing well. Thanks to all who have been asking about how he's adjusting to his new family and home at the advanced age of 9. Everyone Read More...
Filed under: Shabbos, life-balance, vulnerability, whining, contentment [Edit Tags]
Oprah and Eckhart Tolle Teach A New Earth in Live Webcast Classes24 March 08 03:30 PM Beth Patterson 1 Comments [Edit]
I figure everyone, everywhere, knows about this...but just in case you don't...here's an unlikely but powerful duo. Would love to know what any of you who are signed up think about this class. --Beth, VTH Host It's Not Too Late to Join You can get Read More...
Filed under: purpose, engaged spirituality, Eckhart, Oprah [Edit Tags]
On the 30th anniversary of my mother's death23 March 08 05:47 AM Beth Patterson 2 Comments [Edit]
My niece Dione, who I was fortunate to help raise, and who of course, helped raise me at the same time...with her son beautiful son Edan. Mom died 3 years before Dione was born. Dione was very close to my Father for the first 6 years of her life before Read More...
Filed under: ancestors, 7 generations, eccentricity, blooming where we're planted, gratitude, ancestry, abundance, motherless daughters [Edit Tags]
Waiting in the Garden: Stories of hula-hoops, humus and holy crappola22 March 08 07:50 AM Beth Patterson 4 Comments [Edit]
We had a lively and wonderful gathering for the March Central Oregon Fire Circle last night, March 21st. Great fire with the full moon rising over the back fence. Several new people, as well as regulars and us old-timers came out for the celebration of Read More...
Filed under: ancestors, acceptance, fire, becoming more human, hope, prayer, winter, grieving, contentment, engaged spirituality, spirituality, spring equinox, humanity, paradox, prayers [Edit Tags]
Jack's Foiled (Im)mortality Plan19 March 08 05:46 PM Beth Patterson 5 Comments [Edit]
Technorati Tags: spirituality , honoring , humor We had a bizarre happening today, March 19, 2008. Our good friend, Jack Kennedy, spiritual director, teacher of Ignatian spirituality and much-loved human being from Portland, Oregon was proclaimed both Read More...
Filed under: becoming more human, gratitude, spiritual teachers, amazement, humanity [Edit Tags]
Tea for Two, Deja Vu18 March 08 06:00 PM Beth Patterson 0 Comments [Edit]
"Where there's tea, there's hope." Had to be one of our Brit friends who quipped this, yes? Tea for Two...2008! Can it be that it was a year ago that we jumped-started this website with the Tea for Two...Million campaign? Well, so, you are invited to Read More...
Filed under: connections, spirituality, spring equinox, tea [Edit Tags]
At play in the heart of the matter, Take 2!16 March 08 08:32 AM Beth Patterson 1 Comments [Edit]
del.icio.us Tags: trees , connection , play , dreams , windows One of the joys as well as potholes of hosting a rich and engaging site like the Virtual Tea House is that I'm constantly scouting around, looking for cool stuff to 'drag home' to the site. Read More...
Filed under: connections, dreams, windows, trees, spirituality [Edit Tags]
At play in the heart of the matter15 March 08 07:08 AM Beth Patterson 2 Comments [Edit]
Technorati Tags: play , fire , challenge ,dreams For more on the theme of the title, click here: 'At play in the heart of the matter, Take 2!' I just spent a week (March 7-14) with some amazing folks in Portland, Oregon. I was sort-of sequestered with Read More...
Filed under: fire, becoming more human, dreams, sacred fire, play [Edit Tags]
Guest post: A little bread, cheese and tulips for the soul04 March 08 05:17 PM Beth Patterson 4 Comments [Edit]
Poem of the Month Club: Tulips for the Soul of It This guest blog is from Karen (Krayna) Castelbaum. Krayna is a psychotherapist, psycho-dramatist ,spiritual director, dream diva, poet, artist, and all-round mensch. Plus, she’s a lot of fun to hang with! Read More...
Filed under: stories, connections, blooming where we're planted, delight, blessings, calling things by their right name, engaged spirituality, seeing clearly, poetry [Edit Tags]
Am I ready after all these lifetimes?02 March 08 03:19 AM Beth Patterson 1 Comments [Edit]
Subtitle: Can I return these new glasses if they make me too peaceful, joyful and contented? A few years ago I had a dream that rocked my world and will stay with me for the rest of my life. Here it is in a nutshell: Summer 2002 Title of dream: Perfect Read More...
Filed under: courage, becoming more human, gratitude, dreams, calling things by their right name, complaint-free world, seeing clearly, kindness, youtube [Edit Tags]
1st BLOG CARNIVAL on Engaged Spirituality01 March 08 02:02 PM Beth Patterson 5 Comments [Edit]
Carnival on Engaged Spirituality! Bill Wilson's pilgrimage to India and Nepal When I thought about hosting the first Engaged Spirituality Carnival, the first thing that went through my head was, “Carnival, eh?” I wonder what the root meaning of the word Read More...
Filed under: Blog Carnival, engaged spirituality [Edit Tags]
Guest Blogger: Helen Mildenhall goes Off the Map01 March 08 01:27 PM Beth Patterson 6 Comments [Edit]
I met Helen in my scouting around for quality blogs for the Engaged Spirituality Carnival. I found more in Helen than I knew I was searching for... Helen lives in Illinois with her husband and two children. She hosts the blog Conversation at the Edge Read More...
Filed under: faithfulness, community, acceptance, courage, becoming more human, calling things by their right name, Blog Carnival [Edit Tags]
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Whining, for a change 30 March 08 05:29 PM Beth Patterson 2 Comments [Edit]
Technorati Tags: rescue dog , rest , Shabbos , psychodrama , whining Geronimo, also known as You Dog You and/or Damn Dog is doing well. Thanks to all who have been asking about how he's adjusting to his new family and home at the advanced age of 9. Everyone Read More...
Filed under: Shabbos, life-balance, vulnerability, whining, contentment [Edit Tags]
Oprah and Eckhart Tolle Teach A New Earth in Live Webcast Classes24 March 08 03:30 PM Beth Patterson 1 Comments [Edit]
I figure everyone, everywhere, knows about this...but just in case you don't...here's an unlikely but powerful duo. Would love to know what any of you who are signed up think about this class. --Beth, VTH Host It's Not Too Late to Join You can get Read More...
Filed under: purpose, engaged spirituality, Eckhart, Oprah [Edit Tags]
On the 30th anniversary of my mother's death23 March 08 05:47 AM Beth Patterson 2 Comments [Edit]
My niece Dione, who I was fortunate to help raise, and who of course, helped raise me at the same time...with her son beautiful son Edan. Mom died 3 years before Dione was born. Dione was very close to my Father for the first 6 years of her life before Read More...
Filed under: ancestors, 7 generations, eccentricity, blooming where we're planted, gratitude, ancestry, abundance, motherless daughters [Edit Tags]
Waiting in the Garden: Stories of hula-hoops, humus and holy crappola22 March 08 07:50 AM Beth Patterson 4 Comments [Edit]
We had a lively and wonderful gathering for the March Central Oregon Fire Circle last night, March 21st. Great fire with the full moon rising over the back fence. Several new people, as well as regulars and us old-timers came out for the celebration of Read More...
Filed under: ancestors, acceptance, fire, becoming more human, hope, prayer, winter, grieving, contentment, engaged spirituality, spirituality, spring equinox, humanity, paradox, prayers [Edit Tags]
Jack's Foiled (Im)mortality Plan19 March 08 05:46 PM Beth Patterson 5 Comments [Edit]
Technorati Tags: spirituality , honoring , humor We had a bizarre happening today, March 19, 2008. Our good friend, Jack Kennedy, spiritual director, teacher of Ignatian spirituality and much-loved human being from Portland, Oregon was proclaimed both Read More...
Filed under: becoming more human, gratitude, spiritual teachers, amazement, humanity [Edit Tags]
Tea for Two, Deja Vu18 March 08 06:00 PM Beth Patterson 0 Comments [Edit]
"Where there's tea, there's hope." Had to be one of our Brit friends who quipped this, yes? Tea for Two...2008! Can it be that it was a year ago that we jumped-started this website with the Tea for Two...Million campaign? Well, so, you are invited to Read More...
Filed under: connections, spirituality, spring equinox, tea [Edit Tags]
At play in the heart of the matter, Take 2!16 March 08 08:32 AM Beth Patterson 1 Comments [Edit]
del.icio.us Tags: trees , connection , play , dreams , windows One of the joys as well as potholes of hosting a rich and engaging site like the Virtual Tea House is that I'm constantly scouting around, looking for cool stuff to 'drag home' to the site. Read More...
Filed under: connections, dreams, windows, trees, spirituality [Edit Tags]
At play in the heart of the matter15 March 08 07:08 AM Beth Patterson 2 Comments [Edit]
Technorati Tags: play , fire , challenge ,dreams For more on the theme of the title, click here: 'At play in the heart of the matter, Take 2!' I just spent a week (March 7-14) with some amazing folks in Portland, Oregon. I was sort-of sequestered with Read More...
Filed under: fire, becoming more human, dreams, sacred fire, play [Edit Tags]
Guest post: A little bread, cheese and tulips for the soul04 March 08 05:17 PM Beth Patterson 4 Comments [Edit]
Poem of the Month Club: Tulips for the Soul of It This guest blog is from Karen (Krayna) Castelbaum. Krayna is a psychotherapist, psycho-dramatist ,spiritual director, dream diva, poet, artist, and all-round mensch. Plus, she’s a lot of fun to hang with! Read More...
Filed under: stories, connections, blooming where we're planted, delight, blessings, calling things by their right name, engaged spirituality, seeing clearly, poetry [Edit Tags]
Am I ready after all these lifetimes?02 March 08 03:19 AM Beth Patterson 1 Comments [Edit]
Subtitle: Can I return these new glasses if they make me too peaceful, joyful and contented? A few years ago I had a dream that rocked my world and will stay with me for the rest of my life. Here it is in a nutshell: Summer 2002 Title of dream: Perfect Read More...
Filed under: courage, becoming more human, gratitude, dreams, calling things by their right name, complaint-free world, seeing clearly, kindness, youtube [Edit Tags]
1st BLOG CARNIVAL on Engaged Spirituality01 March 08 02:02 PM Beth Patterson 5 Comments [Edit]
Carnival on Engaged Spirituality! Bill Wilson's pilgrimage to India and Nepal When I thought about hosting the first Engaged Spirituality Carnival, the first thing that went through my head was, “Carnival, eh?” I wonder what the root meaning of the word Read More...
Filed under: Blog Carnival, engaged spirituality [Edit Tags]
Guest Blogger: Helen Mildenhall goes Off the Map01 March 08 01:27 PM Beth Patterson 6 Comments [Edit]
I met Helen in my scouting around for quality blogs for the Engaged Spirituality Carnival. I found more in Helen than I knew I was searching for... Helen lives in Illinois with her husband and two children. She hosts the blog Conversation at the Edge Read More...
Filed under: faithfulness, community, acceptance, courage, becoming more human, calling things by their right name, Blog Carnival [Edit Tags]
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