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Shared mind, connecting mind.

I often feel “stopped” from within
Because of a belief that I don’t know enough

But what if it’s okay that I know what I know, and that more will be revealed in time, and that
Perhaps most importantly
It’s not for me to know or understand everything

I woke up this morning with the beginning lyrics from the song “This Land is Your Land” by Woody Guthrie

And thinking about the mind, and minds, and
Well, this land.

What if…

In the places where there is an abundant boatload of sunshine
(Hello, Southwest)
Solar was the means to harness energy…

In the places where there are many winds
(Hello, Midwest, hello, Southwest)


In the places where there are often boatloads of snow & rain
(Hello, Northeast, Midwest, Northwest)

That these continual, changing weathers and resources could be shared among all

And doing so in a way that would least harm or disrupt critters & wild places

Solar in the sunny places (on already existing rooftops so as not to disrupt wild places)

Wind turbines in the windy places (low enough so as not to disrupt the air beings)

Drains & Cisterns & pipe lines for places with abundant rains, snow, floods (pipe water instead of gas!! & maybe the heavily used rivers & aquifers will replenish themselves)

O I can hear the naysayers in my mind
O they are vicious and cruel
“What do you know?”
“You have no @$&;ing idea how to do that”

But here’s the deal
Someone, as I write this
In a plane above my head
there is light where I am even though it’s dark outside

So I may not know how
I don’t have the mind of an engineer
I wish I did

But I don’t

And that’s okay
I believe in shared mind, or connecting minds
I have a mind that sees connections & knows it’s possible to do something

For real, like, it can actually happen.

Even if I don’t know the engineering part.

There are brilliant minds all over the planet
Ones that actually see the connections, see what can be done, know how to do it.

And maybe “what ifs…” are not enough
But maybe it is?
A start or a spark?

If this little pea brain can catch the idea, then some brilliant minds can see the way how

If people fly all the time, then it’s possible to share the renewable resources that are all around us

To stop producing things which don’t break down (um, plastic, styrofoam, etc.)

Work (or if you prefer the word “jobs”) to create it, work to sustain & maintain it, and all the while in causing as little harm as possible to the land & critters who we share this place with

Work with the young
Work with the old

And a quote from William Douglas Horden

“We benefit from what our environment produces; our environment must benefit from what we produce”


Visit to a Dharma Center.

I drove out to a very small town in upstate New York to visit a friend who lives out at a Tibetan Buddhist Monastery & Center.

Greeted at the entrance to the property with this welcome & blessings


Something about prayer flags makes my heart smile, and is calming

All the way up the wooded drive hung prayer flags between the trees on either side of the slow gravel road.


This is the temple and library from the outside.

Walking up towards it, there were many poles made from long branches, stuck vertical in the earth with large prayer banners
And more long strands of prayer flags like the ones at the entrance

There was a steady breeze yesterday, and so the banners & flags waved and flapped rhythmically
Sending blessings into the wind, through the air
For all to benefit

I found the sound deeply soothing


Every year, in the Spring, all the many flags are ceremonially replaced with fresh prayer flags

The ones from the previous year brought to a wooded area up a gentle slope with some unusual boulders and a grand Black Cherry Tree


It was so honoring- these older flags, tattered & weathered, still offering blessings



I wanted to stay here for the rest of the day…
(There was a small wooden shack with a small wood stove inside, and I wanted to stay there forever)

A fox den was hidden near this boulder


Then we walked down through a great field which had just been hayed to sit by another prayer flag gathering

The view looking back towards the main buildings & temple

Here too was the soothing sound of the gentle, steady flapping of prayers in the breeze.

We just sat and talked and listened to the sounds of bees gathering nectar from clover blossoms.

Grateful for the time to talk with a Dharma friend
& happy for him that he’s found a supportive place for practicing with a Sangha.


May all beings be happy & know the root of happiness.

Good morning.