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Healing Autoimmunity Against The Self And Against The Earth

Healing Autoimmunity Against the Self and Against the Earth

I’m writing today about the self attacking the self.  Immersed once again in questions about how to shift my body out of a pattern of autoimmune health problems, and feeling, as usual, trapped and hopeful, desperate and determined, I realized recently that the multiple autoimmune health problems that became common at the end of the 20th century are reflecting, and are metaphors for, the larger human struggle to stop abusing our planet.

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Why Connect Your Self Care To Earth Care?

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In the winter of 2013, I was hit with a realization that our major movements of self care and Earth care are functioning separately, and that’s a false and limiting separation because really they are deeply inter-related.  I'm sharing with you today why this matters.

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Harmlessness Means Slowing Down

Harmlessness Means Slowing Down

Recently I was being hard on myself for not having removed the weeds in a garden terrace where I grow herbs.  The wild grasses were threatening the herbs and some weed management was beyond needed.  Why hadn’t I been faster and more disciplined in taking care of this?  I was feeling somewhat irritated and even ashamed of my slowness with this garden tending task.

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Restoration - Worth The Effort?

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I’m reflecting on the long haul of recovering from some health problems, especially, in my case, adrenal fatigue.  (Yes, I know most conventional MD’s don’t believe it’s a real disorder.  I also know that at least 6 or 7 MD’s whom I’ve seen do believe it is, and that I have had many wonky cortisol tests over the years.  Try telling me, with my muscle fatigue, low blood pressure, and other problems on and off for 12 years, that adrenal fatigue’s not real, and I will laugh sardonically.)

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Letting The Body Lead

Letting The Body Lead

By: Chara Armon, Ph.D.

What if you can’t honor the Earth unless you also honor your own body?  What if Earth care isn’t as much an intellectual numbers game of measuring water pollution or carbon emissions, but a body-centered practice of loving one’s own self, and then relatedly loving the larger Earth self?

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Not Everyone Scores At A Red Tag Sale; The High Cost Of The Hidden Price Tag

Nature Never Goes On Sale~Monica Wilcox

If you would be so kind to give me a moment of your time and the key to open your mind. I’d like to challenge your perspective and offer you a new view through a set of green goggles.

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Spirited Sounds

Alexandra Heather Foss, Spirited Sounds

Where I am sitting right now a motorcycle just revved its engine and an inquisitive squirrel stopped its descent mid-trunk out of fear.  The engine has vanished down a curvy road but the squirrel remains still, afraid to shift position.  It watches me through the porch screen, wary of the sounds, the vibrations, the rhythm of a life force not quite natural, and when only the wind is left in the wake of the vehicle, the squirrel ripples its tail, as if testing the air for danger, and then dashes down the tree to a patch of lawn, careful to avoid the concrete road.

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On Pace With Leaves

On Pace With Leaves, Leaves, Goldenrod, Sunlight, Nature

There is this tiny patch of key lime hued leaves just outside my bedroom window.  The leaves belong to a tree that is barren except for this small bounty – this cluster of life.  Not one other branch has leaves that are not dried from autumn, or bare from winter, and I wonder as I watch the leaves jiggle, rather dance, at the mystery of life, why these leaves were in a hurry when all the other leaves remain hidden somewhere inside the deadened winter branches.  I understand.  I mean look all around us.  Magic is everywhere, fecund in even the most sterile moments, so it isn’t the magic of life that has me wondering but rather the pace, why one bunch of leaves blossoms early and others blossom late.

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The Freedom To Ignore

Now that the riots have tempered down in the Middle East and the offender ran off to hide in his hole, I’d like to cautiously offer a line of communication. We’ve come to a point of mutual misunderstanding between our societies. You can’t understand how we can allow anyone to smear the name of a prophet; we don’t understand how one man’s rhetoric justifies murder and mayhem.

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My Childhood As An Environmental Movement Test Subject

Monica Wilcox as an environmental movement test subject

Yes, it’s true. I tried to hide it but secrets are like glaciers upon the landscape of the soul; they freeze over for a time, then pull back to reveal their grinding destruction.

My father was the Al Gore of Wyoming from 1970-2005. He called himself a conversationalist but that was a cover; the man was greener than a cesspool. To be the movement before "The Movement" takes serious grit. He was left with his own meager resources - an office cubical with the State of Wyoming and his two children. So it is that my childhood began.

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