The Sacred Future...

I wish to present a webpage that is well worth a read.  It is a part of Starhawk's web page and it is an updated section from her novel, THE FIFTH SACRED THING.  In the novel she outlines a vision  of the city of San Francisco that could very well be a blueprint for a sustainable future for the human race.  This small example about energy: 
"The city has abundant sources of renewable energy. The tides and currents that flow under the Golden Gate turn huge generators that provide a major source of electrical power. It is supplemented by solar panels on roofs, wind generators, including many that hang from colorful balloons suspended above the rooftops, and others that crown the supports of the bridges that span the bay."
The book is an excellent read.  The abbreviated webpage is well worth a look as a blueprint for the future.  THE FIFTH SACRED THING
 http://www.starhawk.org/writings/fifth_sacred_SFvision.html

A Visit from a Chickadee...

I stepped out onto my balcony to look at something when I heard a noise.  At first I couldn't tell where it was coming from.  It sounded like a bird had banged into a window.   I looked around and saw inside my apartment a bird on the inside of the window trying to get out.  I went inside and caught the bird and as I went toward the open balcony door it slipped out my fingers and flew out into the forest.  My dog was going crazy....
It was a little beauty of a bird and it left before I could photograph it.  As a totem the chickadee talks about communication and how to use our voice.  It teaches us about flexibility and curiosity.  I think my little visitor must have been a very curious little one.  Chickadee also is considered the bird of truth and one of my favorite places on the internet, Linsdomain, states it this way:   

"Truth can be shared in a way that adds joy to everyone’s lives." I wonder.  Can that be Chickadee's message to me, or to you? http://www.linsdomain.com/totems/pages/chickadee.htm

I Had a Steller Day Yesterday...

I had a steller day yesterday, in more ways than one.  From my balcony window I saw at least 6 species of birds, a deer, and squirrels.  Earlier in the day on a walk with a friend in her neighborhood we saw 4 deer.  For someone like myself seeing this wildlife in the city really made my day.  I’m not very fond of people, although I suppose I have learned to live with them.  I also know that I would probably not enjoy living without other people.
There do not seem to be many like me, who love the wild things.   This is the reality I have created for myself.  It is a reality which makes me happy.  It gives me joy.  Those deer represent gentleness, love, and compassion.
“Deer teaches us to be gentle, to touch the hearts and minds of wounded beings who are in our lives. Don't push people to change, rather gently nudge them in right direction, with the love that comes from deer. Love and accept people as they are. The balance of true power lays in love and compassion.”
I had a steller day yesterday.  5 deer, chickadees, gold finches, stellar’s jays, towhees, crows and hummingbirds.  I love the wild things.  They give me happiness and joy. 

You are my Sunshine... A little boy's song...

I have no idea where this story originated or if it is true.  It doesn't matter.  I believe in miracles.
Read it if you want to feel good.  Maybe it will help you or reinforce your belief in miracles. 

"Like any good mother, when Karen found out that another baby was on the way, she did what she could to help her 3-year-old son, Michael, prepare for a new sibling. They found out that the new baby was going to be a girl, and day after day, night after night, Michael sang to his sister in Mommy's tummy. The pregnancy progressed normally for Karen, an active member of the Panther Creek United Methodist Church in Morristown, Tennessee. Then the labor pains came. Every five minutes ... every minute. But complications arose during delivery. Hours of labor. Would a C-section be required?

Finally, Michael's little sister was born. But she was in serious condition. With sirens howling in the night, the ambulance rushed the infant to the neonatal intensive care unit at St. Mary's Hospital, Knoxville, Tennessee. The days inched by. The little girl became worse. The pediatric specialist told the parents to prepared for the worst.

Karen and her husband contacted a local cemetery about a burial plot. They originally fixed up a special room in their home for the new baby - now they planned a funeral.

Michael kept begging his parents to let him see his sister, "I want to sing to her," he said. Week two in intensive care. It looked as if a funeral would come before the week was over. Michael kept nagging about singing to his sister, but kids are not allowed in Intensive Care. Karen made up her mind. She decided to take Michael whether they like it or not. If he didn't see his sister now, he may never see her alive. She dressed him in an oversized scrub suit and marched him into ICU. He looked like a walking laundry basket, but the head nurse recognized him as a child and bellowed, "Get that kid out of here now! No children are allowed. The mother in Karen rose up strong, and the usually mild-mannered lady glared steel-eyed into the head nurse's face, her lips a firm line. "He is not leaving until he sings to his sister!"

Karen towed Michael to his sister's bedside. He gazed at the tiny infant losing the battle to live. And he began to sing. In the pure hearted voice of a 3-year-old, Michael sang: "You are my sunshine, my only sunshine, you make me happy when skies are gray --- " Instantly the baby girl responded. The pulse rate became calm and steady. "Keep on singing, Michael." "You never know, dear, how much I love you, Please don't take my sunshine away---" Her strained breathing became smoother.

"Keep on singing, Michael." "The other night, dear, as I lay sleeping, I dreamed I held you in my arms..." Michael's little sister relaxed as healing rest seemed to sweep over her. "Keep on singing, Michael." Tears conquered the face of the bossy head nurse. "You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. Please don't, take my sunshine away."

The next day--the very next day--the little girl was well enough to go home! Woman's Day magazine called it "The Miracle of a Brother's Song." The medical staff just called it a miracle. Karen called it a miracle of God's love."

Earth Guardians....

I have written before about youth that are being born with much more awareness than the generations who came before.  Often they appear as prodigies and are recognizable by their intensity and even at a young age, their abilities.   Here is a group of those youth.  There are more, they are all over, they are all ages.  Look for them, give them support and assistance. 
This group is Earth Guardians:
http://www.earthguardians.org/index.shtml

Keepers of the Secrets Know...

There is magic in the air.  And changes abound.   A South American dictator dies, Barack Obama keeps his presidency for another 4 years.  Horrible school shootings have started an amazing dialogue about firearms and mental illness.   A pope resigns and the new one is not from Europe.  There are still wars and many states, countries, and cities have financial problems. 
Many looking at these goings on would say that things are getting worse, that good ole mother earth and her greedy humans were on the fast track to hell.  But I want to remind you.  If you start to think that thought, that all is going to hell in a handbasket, cancel it.   Cancel the thought and replace it with the thought that this is all part of the birth of a new way.  The old ways will fight for their existence but they are on their way out.  Look for the positive things.  There is Magic in the air.   Which is the message of the crow and raven.  They are keepers of secrets but they know.  The changes are positive.  You will see...

Just a little light.....

Its only March but it seems like its been a long winter.   In the east and midwest lots of snow, in the northwest lots of rain and dark, grey days.  I get tired of the grey days, the days without sunshine.  But I have to remember that I sometimes have to supply the light.  Just a little light is all it takes. and sometimes that inner light is all you can find.   In the darkness all it takes is turning on a light, however that is done and the darkness goes away.   That is how easy it is to make the darkness go away.  Darkness on its own has no power.  Darkness cannot come into a lighted room and chase away the light.  But any little light, a match, a candle, even a cell phone, chases the darkness away.   Allow your light... the beautiful light that is in you, all of you, to chase away the darkness.  You can't imagine how much light that puts into the world, each of us... just a little light...