“Only connect! That was the whole of her sermon.” – E. M. Forster

I like to believe we can all make that important connection – to nature, to each other, to the value and beauty of all life – the connection that lifts us beyond competition and savagery. Making the connection is the path to peace, individually and collectively. Sooner or later we’ll see it, by any variety of means – hopefully, before our mortal end.

The connection is there for all of us – in any language, on our own or with help, no matter what color our holy book or science journal. Some find the connection through meditation or prayer; some while contemplating a spectacular starlit sky or holding a child; some only after experiencing a dramatic injury or other traumatic event.  The connection exists whether you intentionally seek it or not.  Sometimes the connection serendipitously finds you. The connection exists no matter how you define God, and even if you consider God a fiction.  If we spend our lives squabbling over the semantics and details, we can miss the value of the connection altogether.

In this beautiful TED talk, neuroscientist Jill Bolte Taylor talks about her discoveries as the result of her 1996 stroke:

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More information about Dr. Jill Bolte Taylor and her book, Stroke of Insight, is available at DrJillTaylor.com

Special thanks to Larry Glover at Wild Resiliency who reminded me of this TED talk in a beautiful, candid memorial post he wrote after the death of his father: A Father’s Lessons on Living and Dying.

“Worthy of empathy: ninety-nine.”

A Word on Statistics

Out of every hundred people,

those who always know better:
fifty-two.

Unsure of every step:
almost all the rest.

Ready to help,
if it doesn’t take long:
forty-nine.

Always good,
because they cannot be otherwise:
four — well, maybe five.

Able to admire without envy:
eighteen.

Led to error
by youth (which passes):
sixty, plus or minus.

Those not to be messed with:
four-and-forty.

Living in constant fear
of someone or something:
seventy-seven.

Capable of happiness:
twenty-some-odd at most.

Harmless alone,
turning savage in crowds:
more than half, for sure.

Cruel
when forced by circumstances:
it’s better not to know,
not even approximately.

Wise in hindsight:
not many more
than wise in foresight.

Getting nothing out of life except things:
thirty
(though I would like to be wrong).

Balled up in pain
and without a flashlight in the dark:
eighty-three, sooner or later.

Those who are just:
quite a few, thirty-five.

But if it takes effort to understand:
three.

Worthy of empathy:
ninety-nine.

Mortal:
one hundred out of one hundred—
a figure that has never varied yet.

-Wislawa Szymborska
(translated from Polish by Joanna Trzeciak)

via Psychologically Speaking

“Nature Is Wiggly!” – Alan Watts

“What is the essential difference between the world of nature and the world of man?”

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“Wherever human beings have been around and done their thing, you find rectangles.”

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“What is explicitly two, can at the same time be implicitly one.” – Alan Watts

“Everybody, by virtue of being a human being, is willy-nilly a metaphysician.”

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Speaker: Alan Watts

Music: Svefn-G-Englar by Sigur Ros from Soundtrack to Vanilla Sky

Posted on YouTube by redliterocket4 (Matthew Segall)

Special thanks to Twitteur extraordinaire @gregorylent for tweeting the link to this video.

Personal Balance: Serendipity of a Tall Sunset

We rarely get a sunset tall enough to splash color above our 60-year old evergreens.  Conditions have to be just right – a very red sunset and clearing to the west with high clouds lingering overhead here to provide a reflective canvas.  One of nature’s perfect moments of fleeting artistry.

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Living in nature can be demanding at times but the rewards are abundant. Staying spontaneous enough to stop all else and relish such serendipity promotes my sense of  personal balance. (Photos are icing.)

Umbrage, W.O.O.S.H. & Positive Press for Hermits

If I were an umbrage-taker, I’d probably be inclined to start taking umbrage with the recurrent and often-unwarranted bad rap meted out to us hermits in legend, lore and now online.  (I’ve always wanted to use the word “umbrage” in a sentence.) Taking umbrage with anything feels a bit spiritually unevolved, though, so I usually just chuckle when I run across these continual hermit defamations. [...]

Blog Stall and Talking About Religion or Not

…when thou prayest, enter into thy closet.. (Matthew 6:6)

Unfortunately, blogs are the antithesis of closets.

This post is an experiment in exposure. Sometime early last month before weather (the conversational safety net) began to predominate my psyche and blog, I was going to add a couple of Most Memorable Hermits to my list, but I kept procrastinating because both are spiritual teachers and I have some fairly deep-seated inhibitions over “talking about religion.”  It is so easy to offend.

Now that I no longer have weather to hide behind, I’m stalled out again, so I’ve decided to just blat out some of my own beliefs first (to put what I say about the two hermits in context). I’ll then add the two hermits in rapid succession and see what happens.

Perhaps those I offend will forgive me.  Linear time is a bit illusory in the blogosphere, but perhaps by Sunday I’ll have deleted the posts, acquired a pseudonym, stopped blogging all together, or been struck down by lightning. Here goes:

I believe in an immanent and transcendent Divine Creative Field – universal consciousness, oneness, allness, some sort of divine essence – call it God if you want, I usually do not though I am not put off when others do.

I DO NOT believe in a pathologically megalomaniacal, vengeful bearded white dude sitting on a throne somewhere passing judgment on the behavior of humans and punishing any that don’t conform to his dictates.

Although I believe there are threads of positive, universal moral, ethical and spiritual truths to be found in the writings of all of Earth’s major religions, I DO NOT BELIEVE any one religion’s “Word of God” is more accurate than any other. I consider words themselves human constructs – when translated and politically redefined through generations of evolving circumstances, written works have been known to stray from the original – occasionally missing the author/speaker’s original intent completely.

I believe this Divine Creative Field is accessible to each one of us with or without religious hierarchy, ritual or dogma.

I believe in the eternal continuity of spirit (though not necessarily the continuance of individual identity). Spirit to me is energy – divine energy, the essence of creativity, peace, unconditional love, compassion and forgiveness – that which motivates us to transcend our animalistic instincts and be more  – call it a Soul if you want, I usually do not, though I am not put off when others do.

I believe in the power of forgiveness, love and compassion for ourselves and all others as the best path to understanding and transcending the way things have been, accepting the way things are and improving the way things will be.

I believe we all come into the world truly innocent (even the bad guys) – each and every one a perfect creation of the divine field – and after we get here, things go to hell or heaven, or any combination thereof, both of which exist, are accessible, and can be experienced and seen right here on Earth – no separate PLACES to go to.

I believe life is a learning opportunity for each of us. An opportunity in which we can choose to express the divine rather than the animalistic. Our individual responsibility for making those choices, every day, makes every day judgment day. To me, Immanent Divinity essentially means  “You are God.”  That  makes each of us eternally responsible – Karma by any other name.

I believe in the enormous power and potential of the intellect, reason and science. I also believe the intellect (and thus reason and science) can be inherently limited by (often unacknowledged) subjectivities. I support organizations such as The Institute of Noetic Sciences which attempt to integrate and bridge the gap between science and spirituality.

I believe no human, not scientist or religious leader, knows the absolute truth about what happens to us when we die. The ultimate commonality among all humans is we don’t get to find out that particular answer until we die ourselves. Since I believe there is some continuity of consciousness, I personally like to think the first thing that happens at death is we relax and have a good laugh – laugh at all the silly hoo-hah in which we were over-invested while alive. I look at death as an opportunity for an adventure of discovery. Of course, I don’t know anything for sure, so I acknowledge the possibilility that death is an absolute end – but if that is true, there’s still nothing to fear because there will be no way to mind being dead.

I think very few us get to feel like we got everything done before the moment of our death arrives. Therefore, I believe it is extremely important to express love, compassion and forgiveness right now – even before you get all that other stuff done.

I believe evolution is an vital element of creation.

I believe in the ultimate beauty and awesome power of nature which reminds us to practice humility and provides us with life’s playfield upon which we are granted the opportunity learn to do better.

I believe in inclusivity not exclusivity.

I believe in some universal and eternal connectedness of consciousness, including the extension of this connection beyond mortality of the individual. I believe this connectedness of consciousness is sometimes accessible to each of us and may account for many “unscientific” human psychic phenomena (PSI).

My belief in this universal connectedness includes some confidence in the concept of reincarnation – wherein one’s divine essence chooses to serially manifest as specific life forms within particular life circumstances to best address individual or collective karmic resolution and to grow spiritually. I tend to believe we incarnate and bond in groups (switching roles and relationships like playing different parts in a play). For me, this particular quirk of magical thinking empowers me to conquer grief over the loss of loved ones and forgive those who choose to play bad guys (whether they do it through ignorance, childhood programming, psychological deficit or simply to provide invaluable though uncomfortable lessons for the rest of us).

I believe animals are a part of this universal divine connectedness. I believe most animals are fully capable of experiencing and expressing emotions, including but not limited to love.

I practice meditation with some regularity.

I devote about 20 percent of my available reading hours to the investigation of spiritual and philosophical concepts.

I’m a pro-choice, feminist. (Ouch, that oughta alienate a few followers.) This, of course, excludes me from membership in most (though not all) religious organizations. However, if I was a joiner, I suppose I’d be a Taoist or a Unitarian, but I’m not a joiner. Although I understand and appreciate the value of fellowship and communion, my hermit nature resists participating.

I try to honor those threads of positivity common among the world’s major religions. I try to forgive those negative aberrations which recur so loudly when religions are used as tools of political power – locally, regionally, nationally or globally. I believe manipulative and oppressive regimes (religious or otherwise) are expressions of animalistic territoriality and have no relationship to divinity. I try not to judge others by their religious affiliations. I try not to judge entire religions by the bad behavior of a few loud fanatics within each fold.

I feel extremely fortunate to have been born into and reside in a society which actually values and legislates freedom of religion (though not freedom from religion). The discourse that results from the cultivation of this freedom aggravates me from time to time, and at other times seems just silly – but it is a variety of discourse that we should all prize – the option isn’t even available to much of the world’s population.

That’s the basics. I spilled out a lot more than I thought I would. Forgive me, if you can. If not, may you find peace within your system of belief.

Sunset Deprivation and the Privacy Trade-Off

Here’s a ho-hum autumn sunset through the stand of deciduous trees in the southwest corner of our property – about the best we get of visible sunsets.dsc_0277

Our evergreens, many of them 50 and 60-year olds, are great for the year-round privacy we value; but they do deprive us of those unobstructed sunsets so everpresent in our sailing days. When you live aboard on the West Coast, you are often a part of the sunset. I do miss that.

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Such is the nature of life – there are always trade-offs to be made.

Fred and Judy are Sailor’s Sailors!

Anyone who loves sailing or fantasizes about cruising to faraway places, should follow the blog of Fred Roswold and Judy Jensen Wingssail. Fred and Judy were neighbors when Griz and I were living aboard at Seattle’s Shilshole Marina. Griz and I enjoyed the sailing lifestyle and became reasonably decent cruising sailors, but sailing for us was secondary to our pursuit of a life close to nature and away from people.
FRED AND JUDY ARE SAILOR’S SAILORS. In Seattle, they raced their Serendipity 43, Wings, weekly in all seasons. For the past 12 years they’ve been cruising the Pacific and still particpate in regattas wherever and whenever possible. Their blog not only has great photos, but Fred’s descriptive posts include good technical information, a realistic view of the vagaries of cruising on a budget (working along the way), and beautiful philosophical prose about his passion for sailing. This from his June 2 post:

“But even after a thousand times, 10,000 times, each day on the water is a thing special, a day important, a day which restores life into a sailor.

We must have it. Or we die. We die anyway.

But at least this way when we eventually come to our end we will have followed a compass of our own devising; the only compass which we know how to follow.”