Do Dying Trees Lead to More Human Deaths? The Debate Continues | PBS NewsHour

The hypothesis: Trees improve people’s health.

The experiment: Remove 100 million trees in the eastern and midwestern United States over the course of 10 years and see what happens.

What happened: People died.

via Do Dying Trees Lead to More Human Deaths? The Debate Continues | PBS NewsHour.


Thomas Moore » Blog Archive » Easter 2013

“Language is always an old testament, to be made new; rules, to be broken; dead metaphor, to be made alive; literal meaning, to be made symbolical; oldness of letter to be made new by the spirit. The creator spirit stands in the grave, in the midden heap, the dunghill of culture (as in Finnegans Wake); breaking the seal of familiarity; breaking the cake of custom; rolling the stone from the sepulcher; giving the dead metaphor new life.”

The context for this passage is a meditation on how our world comes to life when we can perceive its metaphorical depth and multi-layered meanings. To think poetically, not to take anything literally, to see past conventional meaning. The very significance of our lives and the world in which we live resurrects when we bring imagination to it all.

This means that every moment of every day is can be an instance of the mystery we celebrate on Easter. It is no small thing, because it prepares us for the ultimate transformation we all have to achieve as we face our mortality and wonder about life and death.

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Roger Housden: Secular Spirituality: An Oxymoron?

A secular spirituality, far from being an oxymoron, brings heaven down to earth, and encourages everyone to be their own priest. It bows in recognition of the extraordinary mystery that we are living in this very moment, without packaging it up in a neat bow of explanation. Bowing in a gesture of wonder and awe, not to any god or deity, but, as W.S. Merwin says in his poem, For The Anniversary of My Death,

bowing not knowing to what.

via Roger Housden: Secular Spirituality: An Oxymoron?.

Grateful for the mystery

Interesting ideas: “threshold guardians” + “Life is not a problem to be solved but a mystery to be lived.”


thank_youIn Active Hope, Joanna Macy and Chris Johnstone introduce the idea of “threshold guardians.” When we experience a call to service there is usually some kind of resistance or opposition. This is when we have reached a tipping point, or threshold where one tiny step can cause a critical mass of people to believe that change can happen. When we find seemingly insurmountable obstacles in our way, instead of feeling hopeless and defeated we can choose to persevere beyond the threshold of the unknown. These are pivotal times to mobilize for a purpose beyond our individual perspectives, without needing to know the exact outcome. Change happens through us, but does not stop with one person. The authors write, “With synergy, unforeseeable properties arise as if by magic… While we face the real danger of catastrophic collapse, we can also be poised on the edge of a major evolutionary leap.”…

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The Call of the WILD

Key Question: But without a direct experience of nature how can I truly understand my own nature?

expressions of an intimate ecology

(a case for ecopsychology)

Shall I go to the park today?

No! I will stay at home and look at the animals and trees, the mountains and oceans on the television. I shall live my life through a radioactive light-emitting screen, remaining at a safe distance at all times. I have done too much damage already.

But without a direct experience of nature how can I truly understand my own nature? Without fully experiencing the power of nature in all its sublime and mischievous mystery and cruel and terrifying glory, how will I ever understand the damage I have done or am really capable of? And how may I learn to take the steps to act more responsibly?

As an integral expression of nature it is my birthright to participate and to express my own nature, for good or ill, within the world. Nature does not judge me for the changes I make…

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Irish Blessing ~ Gatherings from Ireland # 23

SOCIAL BRIDGE ~ Jean Tubridy connecting with you from Ireland

The  poet, John O’Donohue, whose words have touched so many people’s hearts and souls around the world was born on this day, January 2,  in 1956 and sadly died on January 4, 2008.  I would like to post this beautiful poem  which is so appropriate for the New Year, in his memory:

On the day when
the weight deadens
on your shoulders
and you stumble,
may the clay dance
to balance you.
And when your eyes
freeze behind
the grey window
and the ghost of loss
gets in to you,
may a flock of colours,
indigo, red, green,
and azure blue
come to awaken in you
a meadow of delight.
When the canvas frays
in the currach of thought
and a stain of ocean
blackens beneath you,
may there come across the waters
a path of yellow moonlight
to bring you safely home.

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