Sunday, May 24, 2009

WoodWitch On Etsy!


Well now...since I've closed down my JoyZAChoice site, it's time to get creative! Look over there to the right...and you'll see just a few of the treasures that are available in my Etsy Shop. There are wands and runes and art and kindness cards...and some new things about to arrive too...but you'll have to keep checking in to see! (doncha just love the suspense?!)

So, here's the deal...for the next few days (until May 31st, 2009), I've got the wands at half price. So...now there's no excuse to wait! You know you want one...who doesn't enJOY making Magick??? So, scoot on over there and have a look. More added every week, so make sure you come back again...and again!

AND...if there's something in particular you're looking for, just let me know. I'll see what I can do for ya! Ya know...there's nothing more fun than crafting one's world. And you don't have to be a "witch" to do it! We ALL have Magick...every single one of us. Difference between those who 'make it happen' and those who don't...is belief. Do YOU believe in Magick?

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

you are brilliant and the earth is hiring!

It isn't often I "copy & paste" on my Blogs, but this came to me today, and I just HAD TO share it. It came to me via a daily email (service) called "CharityFocus.org". Wonderful stories, anecdotes, etc., that inspire me to look beyond my little world, and spread my arms wide open.

This is a speech, given to the University of Oregon graduates in May 2009, by Paul Hawken. While it may be a bit on the 'long' side, it is most definitely worth the read. Powerful, beautiful, inspiring. READ ON!

Paul Hawken is a friend of CharityFocus, renowned entrepreneur, visionary environmental activist, founder of Wiser Earth and author of many books -- most recently Blessed Unrest.

Last week, he was presented with an honorary doctorate of humane letters by University of Portland, when he delivered this superb commencement address.




Commencement Address to the Class of 2009
University of Portland, May 3rd, 2009


When I was invited to give this speech, I was asked if I could give a simple short talk that was “direct, naked, taut, honest, passionate, lean, shivering, startling, and graceful.” Boy, no pressure there.

But let’s begin with the startling part. Hey, Class of 2009: you are going to have to figure out what it means to be a human being on earth at a time when every living system is declining, and the rate of decline is accelerating. Kind of a mind-boggling situation – but not one peer-reviewed paper published in the last thirty years can refute that statement.

Basically, the earth needs a new operating system, you are the programmers, and we need it within a few decades.

This planet came with a set of operating instructions, but we seem to have misplaced them. Important rules like don’t poison the water, soil, or air, and don’t let the earth get overcrowded, and don’t touch the thermostat have been broken. Buckminster Fuller said that spaceship earth was so ingeniously designed that no one has a clue that we are on one, flying through the universe at a million miles per hour, with no need for seatbelts, lots of room in coach, and really good food – but all that is changing.

There is invisible writing on the back of the diploma you will receive, and in case you didn’t bring lemon juice to decode it, I can tell you what it says: YOU ARE BRILLIANT, AND THE EARTH IS HIRING. The earth couldn’t afford to send any recruiters or limos to your school. It sent you rain, sunsets, ripe cherries, night blooming jasmine, and that unbelievably cute person you are dating. Take the hint. And here’s the deal: Forget that this task of planet-saving is not possible in the time required. Don’t be put off by people who know what is not possible. Do what needs to be done, and check to see if it was impossible only after you are done.

When asked if I am pessimistic or optimistic about the future, my answer is always the same: If you look at the science about what is happening on earth and aren’t pessimistic, you don’t understand data. But if you meet the people who are working to restore this earth and the lives of the poor, and you aren’t optimistic, you haven’t got a pulse. What I see everywhere in the world are ordinary people willing to confront despair, power, and incalculable odds in order to restore some semblance of grace, justice, and beauty to this world. The poet Adrienne Rich wrote, "So much has been destroyed I have cast my lot with those who, age after age, perversely, with no extraordinary power, reconstitute the world." There could be no better description. Humanity is coalescing. It is reconstituting the world, and the action is taking place in schoolrooms, farms, jungles, villages, campuses, companies, refuge camps, deserts, fisheries, and slums.

You join a multitude of caring people. No one knows how many groups and organizations are working on the most salient issues of our day: climate change, poverty, deforestation, peace, water, hunger, conservation, human rights, and more. This is the largest movement the world has ever seen.

Rather than control, it seeks connection. Rather than dominance, it strives to disperse concentrations of power. Like Mercy Corps, it works behind the scenes and gets the job done. Large as it is, no one knows the true size of this movement. It provides hope, support, and meaning to billions of people in the world. Its clout resides in idea, not in force. It is made up of teachers, children, peasants, businesspeople, rappers, organic farmers, nuns, artists, government workers, fisherfolk, engineers, students, incorrigible writers, weeping Muslims, concerned mothers, poets, doctors without borders, grieving Christians, street musicians, the President of the United States of America, and as the writer David James Duncan would say, the Creator, the One who loves us all in such a huge way.

There is a rabbinical teaching that says if the world is ending and the Messiah arrives, first plant a tree, and then see if the story is true. Inspiration is not garnered from the litanies of what may befall us; it resides in humanity’s willingness to restore, redress, reform, rebuild, recover, reimagine, and reconsider. "One day you finally knew what you had to do, and began, though the voices around you kept shouting their bad advice," is Mary Oliver’s description of moving away from the profane toward a deep sense of connectedness to the living world.

Millions of people are working on behalf of strangers, even if the evening news is usually about the death of strangers. This kindness of strangers has religious, even mythic origins, and very specific eighteenth-century roots. Abolitionists were the first people to create a national and global movement to defend the rights of those they did not know. Until that time, no group had filed a grievance except on behalf of itself. The founders of this movement were largely unknown – Granville Clark, Thomas Clarkson, Josiah Wedgwood – and their goal was ridiculous on the face of it: at that time three out of four people in the world were enslaved. Enslaving each other was what human beings had done for ages. And the abolitionist movement was greeted with incredulity. Conservative spokesmen ridiculed the abolitionists as liberals, progressives, do-gooders, meddlers, and activists. They were told they would ruin the economy and drive England into poverty. But for the first time in history a group of people organized themselves to help people they would never know, from whom they would never receive direct or indirect benefit. And today tens of millions of people do this every day. It is called the world of non-profits, civil society, schools, social entrepreneurship, and non-governmental organizations, of companies who place social and environmental justice at the top of their strategic goals. The scope and scale of this effort is unparalleled in history.

The living world is not "out there" somewhere, but in your heart. What do we know about life? In the words of biologist Janine Benyus, life creates the conditions that are conducive to life. I can think of no better motto for a future economy. We have tens of thousands of abandoned homes without people and tens of thousands of abandoned people without homes. We have failed bankers advising failed regulators on how to save failed assets. Think about this: we are the only species on this planet without full employment. Brilliant. We have an economy that tells us that it is cheaper to destroy earth in real time than to renew, restore, and sustain it. You can print money to bail out a bank but you can’t print life to bail out a planet. At present we are stealing the future, selling it in the present, and calling it gross domestic product. We can just as easily have an economy that is based on healing the future instead of stealing it. We can either create assets for the future or take the assets of the future. One is called restoration and the other exploitation. And whenever we exploit the earth we exploit people and cause untold suffering. Working for the earth is not a way to get rich, it is a way to be rich.

The first living cell came into being nearly 40 million centuries ago, and its direct descendants are in all of our bloodstreams. Literally you are breathing molecules this very second that were inhaled by Moses, Mother Teresa, and Bono. We are vastly interconnected. Our fates are inseparable. We are here because the dream of every cell is to become two cells. In each of you are one quadrillion cells, 90 percent of which are not human cells. Your body is a community, and without those other microorganisms you would perish in hours. Each human cell has 400 billion molecules conducting millions of processes between trillions of atoms. The total cellular activity in one human body is staggering: one septillion actions at any one moment, a one with twenty-four zeros after it. In a millisecond, our body has undergone ten times more processes than there are stars in the universe – exactly what Charles Darwin foretold when he said science would discover that each living creature was a "little universe, formed of a host of self-propagating organisms, inconceivably minute and as numerous as the stars of heaven."

So I have two questions for you all: First, can you feel your body? Stop for a moment. Feel your body. One septillion activities going on simultaneously, and your body does this so well you are free to ignore it, and wonder instead when this speech will end. Second question: who is in charge of your body? Who is managing those molecules? Hopefully not a political party. Life is creating the conditions that are conducive to life inside you, just as in all of nature. What I want you to imagine is that collectively humanity is evincing a deep innate wisdom in coming together to heal the wounds and insults of the past.

Ralph Waldo Emerson once asked what we would do if the stars only came out once every thousand years. No one would sleep that night, of course. The world would become religious overnight. We would be ecstatic, delirious, made rapturous by the glory of God. Instead the stars come out every night, and we watch television.

This extraordinary time when we are globally aware of each other and the multiple dangers that threaten civilization has never happened, not in a thousand years, not in ten thousand years. Each of us is as complex and beautiful as all the stars in the universe. We have done great things and we have gone way off course in terms of honoring creation. You are graduating to the most amazing, challenging, stupefying challenge ever bequested to any generation. The generations before you failed. They didn’t stay up all night. They got distracted and lost sight of the fact that life is a miracle every moment of your existence. Nature beckons you to be on her side. You couldn’t ask for a better boss. The most unrealistic person in the world is the cynic, not the dreamer. Hopefulness only makes sense when it doesn’t make sense to be hopeful. This is your century. Take it and run as if your life depends on it.

Monday, May 18, 2009

turn, turn, turn

Ya know, it's pretty easy to fall into that great abyss...when everything seems to be so freakin' crazy and ya just don't know what to do. It's even easier to toss in the towel, say "screw it" and just stop trying. But why? Why would you do that? I mean, do you really think it'll make you feel better to curl up in a ball and die?

Well. I'm guessin' that sounds pretty dramatic...but truth is, there are times when I ask myself these questions...and I even ponder that towel. Not often, mind you. But there are times....And then...that leads me to wonder why it is that I'm so freakin' tenacious and unwilling to give up. What is it that makes me so resilient? So utterly optimistic when so much of my world is so NOT what it was. These are some pretty crazy times...and I'm beginning to understand why so many people threw themselves out of windows back during the Great Depression. People who were, to that point, on top of the world, opened their high-rise office window and just jumped. Before now, I never could imagine what would make someone so willing to quit. Now...I get it.

The good news is that I don't have a gazillion dollar business to lose. The other good news is that I happen to value Life far too much to ever do such a thing. I mean, COME ON. Is money REALLY that important that you'd kill your self for it? SHEEEESH.

The other day, while talking with a dear friend of mine about all this insanity, she said something that really (literally) made me stop and sit my little ass down in a chair. She said, "I am SO proud of you. You have every reason to be depressed and scared and ready to quit. But you don't go there. You NEVER go there. I just don't know how you do it. But I'm really proud of you for NOT."

Why does it matter what she, or anyone else, thinks about my fortitude? Why do I care that she's "proud" of me? Why in the world would such a thing even matter when it appears that NOTHING is happening to inspire me to continue on?

I'll tell you why. I say this ALL THE TIME...and I happen to believe it...

WE ALL HAVE CHOICES.

Choosing to be bummed out, or pissed off, or suicidal, are all CHOICES. The difference between those who grow and those who die is (in my opinion) all about tenacity. I mean...let's just say I chose to end it all...let's say that I finally reached some breaking point and said to my Self..."okay, Missy. You've done all you can. Why don't you just get it over with. Just think of all the people who won't have to 'worry' about you any more."

Are you kidding me??????? I have long believed that suicide is the ultimate in cowardice. I don't know why I feel that way, but I do. I think that people who take their lives are people who are just too scared to face another moment. Now, having said that, I also need to say that my "opinion" is not a judgment so much as it is an opinion. In other words, I don't condemn anyone for doing it. But I also don't think that anyone would commit such an act if they really knew how many people loved them. Because, while I do believe there is a "selfishness" that is productive, there is also another kind. The kind of selfishness that is so blind, so lacking in compassion, so utterly childish, that a person can forget. They forget that they MATTER. They forget that there ARE people who really love them. They forget that if they weren't here...their absence would affect soooooooooooo many people...that ripple affect. They simply get so self-absorbed that their perspective is lost.

I'm telling you this now because these thoughts have been flyin' through my brain at about 500 MPH for the last week and a half. And, without fail, every single time I think about such things, someone either shows up at my door, or sends me an email, or calls me...to let me know that I DO matter. I matter to them because I'm HERE. I matter to them because I inspire them...or I give them a reason to keep believing...or I make them laugh out loud when no one else can. Are these things I should dismiss just because I'm scared of being homeless? Are these people not important enough to keep me alive? Are these not lessons from which I shall build my own empire???????

I want you to know this:

No matter HOW awful things may seem...
No matter how much pain you're in right now...
No matter how scared you are..

YOU MATTER.
YOU MATTER.
YOU MATTER.

And
so do I.

Thursday, May 14, 2009

your attention please!

Just thought I'd let ya'll know...in case you happen to be a fan of the JoyZAChoice website....the site will be closing down on the 26th of May. For now, all "clicks" will take you to my Etsy shop (which happens to be: www.woodwitch.etsy.com). After the 26th, if you try to go to the JoyZ site, you'll likely get one of those pages that says it's not there.

I'm sorry to have to take the site down, but economics forces the closure (crap!). I'm hopeful that this will only be a temporary thing...and the site will be back up again soon. In the interim, you can find out all about what's going on both here and on my other Blog at: www.joyzachoice.wordpress.com.

Wishing you ALL a very Happy ThisDay! Blessings and giggles to everyone!

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

vascillation ~

there's nothing like a little perspective to get you off your butt, ya know? 'specially when you think you're having a less than stellar day...and then, you hear someone else talk about theirs. yep. makes ya really aware of what you have...and you can see it with grateful eyes. good stuff.

it's not always easy. i know. sometimes, regardless of how hard i try, there's that icky black cloud following me around, threatening to drop hailstones on my head. big hailstones...like the kind that'll dent your car. scary stuff. but the thing is, when i remember that the cloud is there cuz i formed it, i can unform it just as quickly. if i want to, that is. back to the whole 'turn the other way' thang. perspective. perspective. perspective.

yesterday, i had this feeling, all day long, that my friend was not having a very good day. just a feeling in my gut. so, after a while, i called to see how she was doing. the moment i heard her voice, i knew my instincts were right on. (as usual). i also knew that she was trying real hard to NOT tell her 'sad story'...cuz we practice that sorta thing all the time. but in the end, she did...and i was so glad for it. cuz, by the time we hung up, she was feeling better and so was i. funny how that works. more and more i see that one of the best things to do when my day is kinda icky is to call someone else and offer up some sunshine for their day. ya know, it works every time. listening to someone else's stuff takes your mind off your own stuff and pretty soon you're both whoopin' it up and laughing at how silly you're (both) being. that ick? well, it's just an illusion anyway. just like the black cloud.

it's the moments in between...the vascillation...that makes ya crazy if you let it. sheeesh! it's not like we don't have the 'tools' to change our perspectives, or our attitudes, or our moods in general. cuz we do! all of us do. question is, how often do we use them when we need them most? cuz the way i figure it, it's pretty easy to be happy when everything is honky-dorey. it's when the poop hits the pavement that we think it's hard to be happy. but if ya boil it all down to THIS MOMENT...and you look around for just a minute...you can always find something to make you smile. something to be grateful for. something to make your heart do a little dance. if only you'd take that moment, ya know?

i'm pretty sure that all this crapola is temporary. i'm also pretty sure that soon, VERY soon, it'll all be a distant memory...something for me to remember (or not!) as a time when i was asked to look inside and see just how much i have...and how much i CAN...and how many options abound for me to live the best life ever. tell ya the truth....i am SOOOOOOOOOO looking forward to that (distant memory)! for now, though, i'm just gonna keep laughing about it. cuz the only other option is to cry. and what good would that do?

HAAAAAAAAAAAA!

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

the little things


BoyHowdy! I gotta tell ya...there's nothing better than getting up after a good night's rest, and feeling FABULOUS! I'm talking down-to-your-toes FAB-U-LOUS!!! Yep. It happened this morning. The moment I opened my eyes, I knew something had changed. Because, mostly, the moment I open my eyes, the pain is there. NOT today. HALLELUJAH!!!HALLELUJAH! HALLLLLLLLLL-E-LUJAH!

I was so freakin' excited I started singing those words loud as can be. Chella jumped up onto the bed, purring and waving her tail. The dogs came running up the stairs to see what all the excitement was about. And I hadn't even stepped foot out of the bed yet. HALLELUJAH!

I finally did (get out of bed) and walked straight to the bathroom to look at my shining smile. I had THE biggest grin on my face...and felt like I'd just won the lottery. I was dancin' around like a crazy person...singing and pumping my arms way high in the air, with tears rolling down my face. HALLELUJAH!

I'm tellin' ya, there's nothing better than feeling good. It's been SOOOOOO long since I felt that way in the morning (& still!)...and I'm certain it's here to stay. I just know that today IS the first day of the rest of my Beautiful Life. I know that some kind of shift has occurred, after all this time. Who cares about how long it took? I sure don't. All I care about is that today, I am well. Today I am moving freely. Today I am going for a walk! A WALK! Whaddya know 'bout that!!!

Tuesday, May 5, 2009

in my garden

when nothing else will do
when the peace just will not come
when fires rage inside my bones
when breathing is my labor
there is only one place
where my spirit finds itself
there in the midst of my garden
the world is right again

the roses smile gently
a myriad of color
red & orange
yellow & white
the sweetest shade of purple
all with their own aromatic signatures

the thorns will rip my skin
if i try to move too fast
as if to say
slow down
we're here to share our bounty

even as the blood trickles down my arms
or the sting of a bee disturbed
a bug up my nose
a burr in my foot
matters not

there in my garden
life shows itself to me
in softness, in grace
in splendid
harmony

my garden is my sanctuary
when nothing else will do
i thank sweet mother
and father sun
for the gifts of life renewed

Monday, May 4, 2009

in a dream

had the COOLEST dream this morning...and woke up with my heart pounding and sweat on my forehead. i dreamed that i was running around the halls of some school, all fired up and back to "normal". that is to say, my BODY was all healed up and perfect. no pain, no stiffness, no signs of immobility. it was so REAL!

when i woke up, i thought, "hmmmmmmmmmm. NOW i remember what it feels like!"
so i'm gonna keep that real close. i'm going to keep remembering how it feels to run and slide and jump and all the stuff i love to do. it's been a lonnnnnnnnnng time. and i really had forgotten! kinda hard to 'visualize' when you can't recall, ya know?

there was more to the dream; but the gist of it (i'm thinking) was that somewhere inside, i still have this 'idea' that 'drugs' (i.e. Western Meds) are somehow 'needed'. now, in my conscious brain, i do NOT believe this. but, apparently, there's still some kinda resistance crap goin' on. so?

so i'm just gonna keep that image in my mind. and i'm gonna ask whatever part of me is resisting to show me...and let it go. LET IT GO! i am SOOOOOOOOOOOO ready for this shit to be done. i can't even tell ya. so....

here i go.......runnin' up and down the halls, sliding on my knees with arms outstretched, laughing and yellin' and carryin' on like a fool. oh yea. oh yea.

Saturday, May 2, 2009

let's do it!

There's a little country, in the Baltic region of Northern Europe, called Estonia. The population is somewhere around 1.4 million. And the majority of the country is covered in forest. Lots and lots of trees. What was once "pristine" turned into dumping grounds. It became a common practice to dump everything from old tires, to appliances, furniture, and all manner of trash IN THE FORESTS! ICK!!!

Well, turns out, someone decided this was just NOT cool. So, they started a campaign to clean up the forests. The results were phenomenal! You really have to take a look at this. It'll blow your mind.

And they say we can't? HA! What do "they" know?!

"Let's Do It!"

JoyZAChoice!