Relative Existence in The Unified Field

A Feminine Perspective of the Southern California Wild Fires and their effect on the Environment and Population

playagirl — Mon, 05 Nov 2007 16:42:57 GMT

Listening to public radio a couple of weeks ago I heard that Stevenson Ranch in northern L.A. County was being evacuated because of the fires raging there. I immediately called my friend Marilynn and she told me that she was indeed leaving her home as we spoke trying to get her dog and her medication together. Then she said, “This is coming at the worst time in my life, so much is going on and my brother just collapsed in a restaurant last night and had to spend the night in the hospital. We have no idea why he collapsed.” “Stress perhaps?” I thought. As I was preparing to write something about the fires for my blog the question was posed to me, “What is this [the fires] doing to the collective psyche?” As I spoke with my friend I began to ask myself the inverse, “What impact is our collective psyche having on the environment?” I thought about this question again when I found out that many of the fires were set purposely and thought to be arson. Is it possible that we, collectively as a nation, are having a profound effect on the environment not just through our abuse of resources and neglect of stewardship but through our stress, fear and indifference? Do these emotions or lack there of play a part in the natural landscape? Does nature pick up on our emotions? And is there a sort of call and response going on between nature and ourselves? Before Al Gore was on the scene it was a lot easier to not notice ‘the environment’. Now we drive our cars and unconsciously pick off whose driving the gas-guzzlers and who has a Prius. We notice more frequently the trash on the side of the road or when someone throws something out of her car window. We watch the soapy suds run down the street from the guy washing his car and drip into the rain gutter and think of the sea animals who will be affected by this. Where once we were blind now we cannot help but see. Where once we were ignorant now we can spout statistics for the dwindling Ecuadorian rain forests and the disappearing permafrost in Greenland. And as we learn more about global warming and the threat of terrorism and dirty bombs and the death toll in Iraq and what’s actually in our shampoo and our detergents and our lotions our fear rises along with our knowledge. It seems to me this fear is what is being projected onto our environment and reflected back to us in perfect symbiosis. Did you know that if you put a grand piano in one corner of a room and a cello in the opposite corner and then strike any key on the piano, the cello’s complimentary string will vibrate in sympathy? In 1935 Albert Einstein and his colleagues Boris Poldosky and Nathan Rosen set out to disprove the predictions of Quantum Mechanics that particles at one point of space-time have no effect on particles at other points of space-time. This is what’s known as the Principal of Locality. Actually, Einstein’s thought experiments proved him wrong which is why the experiment is now known as the EPR Paradox. Einstein could never accept the idea of “spooky action at a distance” or what we might term synchronicity, events seemingly unrelated having an effect on each other. About thirty years later John Bell disproved Einstein’s thought experiment concretely showing that an event or particle introduced at one point of space-time does, indeed, affect an event or particle introduced at another point of the space-time continuum. This is what’s known as non-locality and it is the widely accepted view of scientists today that this is “the way the quantum world works”. And this is happening in our world unseen by our eyes on our gross, relative level of existence all the time. Quantum non-locality, things being affected by other things, is going on all the time. Quantum mechanics proves a symbiotic relationship between things, energy and events. Spooky action at a distance is happening constantly on the quantum level. Why don’t we take a leap of judgment and surmise that this phenomenon is happening in ‘nature’ and ‘the environment’ and that there is actually no nature ‘out there’. Nature is actually us and that this experience of things being affected by other things is happening as a natural phenomenon of existence. In fact, why don’t we just assume this is what’s happening the next time we look at a flower and realize that the flower is possibly affected by the experience of being looked at. There is no difference between the observer and the observed. If you look at a flower from this perspective you might actually see the flower differently. You might actually see it as not separate from yourself. Like a child taking his first steps in the world, as he walks away from his mother he continually looks back at her making sure she is watching him. He instinctively knows that he needs his mother’s attention to keep growing and maturing just like a mother knows her attention is the secret ingredient of his well-being and advancement. I believe we have a similar relationship with our environment specifically and with nature as a whole. I don’t believe that nature is in any way a child to our parental stewardship. Rather that our stewardship is part of a deeply symbiotic relationship that has always needed attention. We have neglected this relationship for a long time and now that we can see ourselves driving off the cliff of evolution as a real possibility we are playing catch up. But this catch up is zealous, fearful, terrified and angry. Our attention to the Earth is currently rooted in these qualities. I think the Earth is rather uncomfortable with this kind of attention and is mirroring back to us this uncomfortable feeling, this fear, impatience and frustration. We have spent many years approaching our relationship to nature with a masculine (not male) thrust of action and doing. Now, maybe it’s time for a feminine shift of focus onto the simple beingness of beauty. The masculine asks, “What can we do?” “How do we do this?” The feminine instinct is to simply focus on the beauty of the thing, which appears deceiving as if we’re not doing anything. But you can’t make the kid walk, you can only watch and cheer and notice the beauty and eventually he rights himself and moves forward. This needs to be our approach to nature now. And this brings me back to the fires. When I put my attention on the fires I can’t separate myself from what created them. I can’t help but think of the stress my friend was living in before the fires happened to her life. Multiply her stress, fear, frustration, impatience, etc. by millions and think of the energy created by that. The very essence of quantum physics is the very real study of how energy affects matter. Think of how ‘the environment’ must be feeling with all that adrenaline it needs to keep absorbing into its atmosphere just to keep equilibrium. Could you absorb all that and not go into a fiery rage?

Pan's Labyrinth

playagirl — Sun, 26 Nov 2006 18:02:47 GMT

If you like foreign films you will love this film. If you don't like foreign films you will love this film. It is so beautiful and enchanting and beguiling. Take note: it's also very violent. But not gratuitous. I really want to promote this film because it has such a timely message about the violence of war and how deeply children around the world are being affected by it. But besides that it is so magical and surreal and sweet. Go see it! Spanish, sub-titles, rated R

Ask Not What Your Country Has Done For You. Ask What You Can Do To Take Your Country Back.

playagirl — Sun, 19 Nov 2006 20:52:52 GMT

Ask yourself what you can do today. To protest, to raise consciousness. To stop taking it. Go to your window right now...and ask. Ask questions. Don't ever stop asking. And don't ever stop fighting. And don't ever stop being your beautiful, dancing, individualistic, outrageous selves....And ask. After Pat's Birthday Posted on Oct 19, 2006 By Kevin Tillman Editor's note: Kevin Tillman joined the Army with his brother Pat in 2002, and they served together in Iraq and Afghanistan. Pat was killed in Afghanistan on April 22, 2004. Kevin, who was discharged in 2005, has written a powerful, must-read document. It is Pat's birthday on November 6, and elections are the day after. It gets me thinking about a conversation I had with Pat before we joined the military. He spoke about the risks with signing the papers. How once we committed, we were at the mercy of the American leadership and the American people. How we could be thrown in a direction not of our volition. How fighting as a soldier would leave us without a voiceŠ until we get out. Much has happened since we handed over our voice: Somehow we were sent to invade a nation because it was a direct threat to the American people, or to the world, or harbored terrorists, or was involved in the September 11 attacks, or received weapons-grade uranium from Niger, or had mobile weapons labs, or WMD, or had a need to be liberated, or we needed to establish a democracy, or stop an insurgency, or stop a civil war we created that can't be called a civil war even though it is. Something like that. Somehow America has become a country that projects everything that it is not and condemns everything that it is. Somehow our elected leaders were subverting international law and humanity by setting up secret prisons around the world, secretly kidnapping people, secretly holding them indefinitely, secretly not charging them with anything, secretly torturing them. Somehow that overt policy of torture became the fault of a few "bad apples" in the military. Somehow back at home, support for the soldiers meant having a five-year-old kindergartener scribble a picture with crayons and send it overseas, or slapping stickers on cars, or lobbying Congress for an extra pad in a helmet. It's interesting that a soldier on his third or fourth tour should care about a drawing from a five-year-old; or a faded sticker on a car as his friends die around him; or an extra pad in a helmet, as if it will protect him when an IED throws his vehicle 50 feet into the air as his body comes apart and his skin melts to the seat. Somehow the more soldiers that die, the more legitimate the illegal invasion becomes. Somehow American leadership, whose only credit is lying to its people and illegally invading a nation, has been allowed to steal the courage, virtue and honor of its soldiers on the ground. Somehow those afraid to fight an illegal invasion decades ago are allowed to send soldiers to die for an illegal invasion they started. Somehow faking character, virtue and strength is tolerated. Somehow profiting from tragedy and horror is tolerated. Somehow the death of tens, if not hundreds, of thousands of people is tolerated. Somehow subversion of the Bill of Rights and The Constitution is tolerated. Somehow suspension of Habeas Corpus is supposed to keep this country safe. Somehow torture is tolerated. Somehow lying is tolerated. Somehow reason is being discarded for faith, dogma, and nonsense. Somehow American leadership managed to create a more dangerous world. Somehow a narrative is more important than reality. Somehow America has become a country that projects everything that it is not and condemns everything that it is. Somehow the most reasonable, trusted and respected country in the world has become one of the most irrational, belligerent, feared, and distrusted countries in the world. Somehow being politically informed, diligent, and skeptical has been replaced by apathy through active ignorance. Somehow the same incompetent, narcissistic, virtueless, vacuous, malicious criminals are still in charge of this country. Somehow this is tolerated. Somehow nobody is accountable for this. In a democracy, the policy of the leaders is the policy of the people. So don't be shocked when our grandkids bury much of this generation as traitors to the nation, to the world and to humanity. Most likely, they will come to know that "somehow" was nurtured by fear, insecurity and indifference, leaving the country vulnerable to unchecked, unchallenged parasites. Luckily this country is still a democracy. People still have a voice. People still can take action. It can start after Pat's birthday. Brother and Friend of Pat Tillman, Kevin Tillman

Word.

playagirl — Sun, 29 Oct 2006 22:50:41 GMT

Bill Maher Manifesto... "...we can pretend that the biggest threat to "our children" is some creep on the Internet, or we can admit it's Mom and Dad. When your son can't find France on a map, or touch his toes with his hands, or understand that the ads on TV are lying - including the one in which the Marine turns into Lancelot - then the person fucking him is you." If you think the worst thing Congress doesn't protect young people from is Mark Foley, wake up and smell the burning planet. The ice caps are cracking, the coral reefs are bleaching, and we're losing two species an hour. The birds have bird flu, the cows have mad cow, and our poisoned groundwater has turned spinach into a side dish of mass destruction. Our schools are shooting galleries, our beaches are cancer wards, and under George W. Bush - for the first time in 45 years - our country's infant mortality rate actually went up. Read the labels on your food. It turns out the healthiest thing you can put in your body is Mark Foley's penis. He was probably the first fruit those pages ever came into contact with that wasn't drenched in pesticide. But that's America for you - a red herring culture, always scared of the wrong things. The fact is, there are a lot of creepy middle-aged men out there lusting for your kids. They work for MTV, the pharmaceutical industry, McDonald's, Marlboro and K Street. And recently, there's been a rash of strangers making their way onto school campuses and targeting our children for death. They're called military recruiters. More young Americans were crippled in Iraq last month than in any month in the past three years. And the scandal is that Mark Foley wants to show them a good time before they go? When will our closeted gay congressmen learn? Our boys aren't for pleasure. They're for cannon fodder. They shouldn't be another notch on your bedpost. They should be a comma in Bush's war. If I hear a zipper, it had better be on a body bag. Why aren't Democrats and the media hammering away every day about who we're supposed to be fighting for over there and what the plan is. Yes, Mark Foley was wrong to ask teenagers how long their penises were but at least someone on Capitol Hill was asking questions. We're the predators. Because we have an entire economy built on asking young people what they want, making the cheapest, sleaziest form of it they'll accept, and selling it to them until they choke on it and die. You know who's grabbing your kids at too young an age? Merck, Pfizer and Glaxo-Smith-Kline, by convincing you they're depressed, hyperactive or suffering from attention-deficit disorder and so they must all get medicated. The drug dealers hooking your kids aren't in South America they're in the halls of Congress handing out campaign donations to your congressmen. Mark Foley says he never slept with those kids, and I believe him, because American children are so hopped up on pills I doubt any of them could get it up. From 1995 to 2002, the number of children prescribed antipsychotic drugs increased by over 400 percent. Either our children are going insane - which we might look on as a problem - or, more likely, we have, for profit, created a nation of little junkies. So stop already with the righteous moral indignation about predators - this whole country is trying to get inside your kid's pants because that's where he keeps the money Daddy gave him to stay out of his hair. I don't care if Mark Foley had been asking boys to describe their penises because I have some sad news for you: Your kid is so larded out on Cheetos and Yoo-hoo, he can't even see his penis. We live in a country where the ultimate consumer is an obese 16-year-old hooked up at one end to a Big Gulp and at the other to a PlayStation. So many of our kids today are fat drug addicts, it's almost as if Rush Limbaugh had had puppies. In conclusion, we can pretend that the biggest threat to "our children" is some creep on the Internet, or we can admit it's Mom and Dad. When your son can't find France on a map, or touch his toes with his hands, or understand that the ads on TV are lying - including the one in which the Marine turns into Lancelot - then the person fucking him is you."

Always, in All Ways.

playagirl — Mon, 23 Oct 2006 00:57:32 GMT

meet you in the Sun meet you again in the Burn... always, in all ways When you get there you are blown like a million stars across the Universe sprinkling your love and inspiration like stardust from the Heavens Your beautiful soul changed forever by the dust and the lust of the playafield and its children at play whooping up dust clouds in the Sun's watching rays... in dust we trust.

Massage and Bodywork

playagirl — Fri, 20 Oct 2006 19:57:17 GMT

I recieved my training from the Institute of Psychostructural Balancing. I combine massage with energy work for stress release, deep relaxation and rejuvination. I believe that when you can de-excite the nervous system through deep relaxation your body's natural intuitive processes take over to boost the immune system, rejuvinate the organs and systems, repair damaged muscle tissue and so much more. I have a very caring, nurturing and intuitive touch. I believe that massage and bodywork are no longer a luxury but need to be integrated into our hectic, stress-filled lifestyles as preventive, Self-healthcare techniques for long, happy, bliss-filled lives. I don't consider what I do work. I love watching people transform their lives and being a part of that process. And most of all, I love sharing healing touch with people. I integrate Deep Circulatory, Thai, Reiki, Craniosacral therapy and Passive Joint Mobilization to create a recipe that is specific to each client's needs. Check out my website: www.quantumenergytherapies.com

VEDIC MEDITATION

playagirl — Sun, 19 Mar 2006 09:30:42 GMT

Meditation is the new MDMA, without the side effects. "For thirty-five years, the delightful Thom Knoles has traveled the world, initiating people into the sacred practice of meditation. He spends most of his time in India, Australia, and the United States. Thom has been an adviser to Presidents, run seminars with Deepak Chopra (and others) and is a consultant to a select group of billionaires. Thom is arguably the most knowledgeable meditation teacher on the planet, having taught over ten thousand people from all walks of life. The ancient wisdom of the Vedas (Indian system for attaining enlightenment) and the complexities of modern day science are combined and communicated by Thom in a fun and easy to understand manner On the theme of psychology, physics and quantum-mechanics, Thom gives mind altering answers to virtually every question; put simply, "the guy's a genius". " www.introtomeditation.com My Experience: I have been practicing Vedic Meditation for two years and can say that my life, unequivocally, has changed and transformed in ways I never thought possible. For several years b/f I found Vedic Meditation I tried many different other forms of meditation and could never get my mind to 'quiet down', or get silent, I could never concentrate for very long on my breathing etc. Then I met Thom and he actually TAUGHT me the correct way to meditate. And it wasn't about concentrating or silencing the mind. Once I started doing it correctly I started to experience deep states of bliss in my meditations. It actually became fun to sit down and meditate. I started to look forward to closing my eyes and meditating. It became such a treat b/c I was experiencing such serenity. Then it started to seep into my everyday life and I began to see changes happening effortlessly, changes I had wanted to make for years, just happening. I have been watching my life accelerate and grow and expand rapidly ever since. If you are interested, want to learn more or just ask me questions about my own experiences please Tribe me. I love talking about this stuff. And if you are interested I can hook you up with an amazing teacher. Check out the website: www.introtomeditation.com The above picture is of Guru Dev, one of the teachers of this tradition of meditation.

Cause it's my Birthday and someone wrote me a poem...

playagirl — Wed, 01 Feb 2006 19:56:36 GMT

Queen. Princess of unfolding her Higher Self. Thank you. Sweet baby in the bed, awakening at dawn. Choosing sweet baby body again. That you are sharing the love, the radiance! Do you remember who you are? Aiy-yah! A babe, a wonder. Joy! Ay yes. You are God and Goddess come to grace us here. You are Divine and such a tender human child. Greetings in your oneness your wholeness. Hellbent on your mission and so comfortable at rest. A rose. I went to a meeting. I did not say much. Does a rose say much when it goes to a meeting? Does it need to? Does it contribute? I love Love in love Love is Love aiy Love, mama Love sweet Papa love this Tree this root this mud love love is love love gum me up love is love ah yes love mmlove. Hya! Sum (poem by Sumati Ganeshan)

New Year's Revolution

playagirl — Tue, 03 Jan 2006 17:21:04 GMT

Be incapable of indifference.

My Fren Ben

playagirl — Mon, 02 Jan 2006 20:17:17 GMT

I want to give some props to my friend Ben. He just got certified in Deep Circulatory Massage. And you'd think he's been doing it for years. I got a massage from him on Friday and proceeded to have an absolutely fucked up day. Unbelievably bad (that's another blog). But it didn't matter. I didn't care. I felt so relaxed and happy. I felt like I went in for a massage and got a Perspective Adjustment. It was amazing. Let me just go off on a little tangent here and say that this is the power of energy work. Whether it's massage or Reiki or meditation or Cranial-Sacral or dancing or any of a thousand energy-focused practices. Energy work is so underrated, but We Are Energy. That's all we are. So doesn't it behoove (sorry to be so 11th grade) us to harness it? To know how it works? To know what drives our intentions? Our desires? Our thoughts? Our actions? Don't we want to be in more control of where we're going and how we're getting there and the quality of the ride? Back to Ben... So it was a bumpy, fucking ride on Friday but I got to where I was going and the quality of the ride and who I was with etc, was great. My day ended so perfectly and happy and relaxed and life was great. All thanks to my friend Ben. So get a massage. But you know, energy work is only really transformative if you do it consistently so get a massage a week! Or some Reiki. (shameless plug, sorry Ben) You can tribe Ben as Benji or go to my profile and find him on my friends. He's the man. Thank you Ben. PG

Time is Not Dead

playagirl — Wed, 14 Dec 2005 23:03:16 GMT

Yo. Go. Go. Go. Step into Evolution's flow. Let the marble drop where it will. Don't let flow catch you with time to kill. Let chance and charm take you by the arm. Don't let the pendulum swing one more time before you quit your life of crime. It's a crime to stand still. Unless you stand in Being Surrendering your Will. Evolve. And start breathing.

From Walmart to Burning Man

playagirl — Mon, 14 Nov 2005 19:03:23 GMT

Yesterday I saw a screening of Walmart: the High Cost of Low Price, the new documentary by Robert Greenwald, director of Outfoxed. Although I thought I new quite a bit about the "Walmart Capitalism" phenomenon sadly there was even more I didn't know. And what I didn't know was shocking and incredibly disturbing news for the future of this country and I am not being sensationalist. But I am not going to go into a breakdown of the movie here. It's your job to go see the movie and get informed. I want to use this blog to address a fundamental hypocrasy in our community as Burners, Tribers, and people who consider themselves to be rigidly attached to the fringe and underground of our society. Yeah for us. We are making a difference. Electronic music is rampant, dance is an epidemic, healers are coming out of everybodies ears and asking them how they feel. And hopefully as our communities grow and We become the mainstream we are also spreading different values than the ones that drove us away from "Normal" in the first place. Hopefully we are spreading the values of Oneness, Peace, Conflict Resolution, Love, Joy, Be and Let Be, etc. But I have a problem with something that I consider to be a huge hypocrasy in the Burner community in particular and the Rave Culture in general. It's when that big event is coming up, let's just use Burning Man as a small example shall we? It's two weeks before the day we leave. We've just really solidified our plans for going, and where to camp and who's driving up with us, etc., etc., etc., we all know it, we've all done it. It's Burning Man Prep Hell. It's a big job and we love doing it. Last minutes to get water, gear, lights, food, warm stuff, stuff for the car, stuff for your friends, cheap booze, on and on and on. It doesn't fucking end. The list is infinite. Where can you go for all that stuff? You gotta go here, you gotta go there. You only have your friend's car for one day to get all this stuff, bla, bla, bla. I know! You'll go to Walmart. Or maybe your in Reno and you forgot your water. Just make a quick stop into Walmart! And while I'm there... Since this is my blog I want to emphatically say THIS IS BULLSHIT. What message are we giving to the rest of the world, Reno included, when we all go filing into Walmart with our crazy fucking hair asking where the butane is? Are we giving any different message at all other than "We talk the talk, but we don't walk the walk". Walmart doesn't promote sustainability or peace or diversity. It promotes amoral capitalism out of control, destroying everything in it's path. Is that Burning Man? Is that your message? Is that your way of Life? Quit living a double life. Quit freeloading on the back of Walmart. Quit being a hypocrite. How about getting to know your local store owners? How about taking a vested interest in your local community and what it has to offer? How about the next time you're in Reno look up the local retailers there? Don't be an American Ostrich hiding your head in the sand about big business practices when it's more convenient for you to stay addicted to One-Stop shopping. DON'T BE LIKE THEM. Be different with this too. Stand out. Take a stand NEVER GO INTO WALMART AGAIN! Period. The end. Zipit. Zip. Zp. Absolutely not. No.