March 14, 2014 Common Thread Collective Poetic Conscious’stream Is.16

This special reflection is inspired by the 58th annual UN Commission on the Status of Women (CSW). The umbrella topic of this years CSW was to summarize the effectiveness of the MDGs or Millennium Development Goals that were created in 2000. If that doesn’t mean much to you, don’t worry it didn’t mean much to me, until I started preparing myself to attend this phenomenal event.

As a member of the Women’s International League for Peace and Freedom (WILPF) and a developing Woman of Peace, I know that as we seek to grow and develop our communities, localities, regions, nations and world, the only way we will develop true Freedom, Liberty and Justice is through disarmament and new cultures of discussion, debate, mediation and cooperation.

Here’s a reflection:

Millennium Development Goals

            And why the arms trade is dismantling them all….

1.    Eradicate extreme poverty and hunger.

Guns made by the multi-national high-tech industry defy borders and become imported tools of violence to flood the rest of the world. Their purpose is to divide inherent communities from their right to the inherited security of the lands, work and wealth grown through cultural creativity.

2.    Achieve universal primary education.

So much money spent by corporations and governments upon the tools of armament rather than the simple tools to enhance intelligence. Critical thought processes manipulated by propaganda spreading ignorance and fear rather than promoting the ability for children to learn and enjoy the discovery of the gifts that persevere.

3.    Promote gender equality and empower women.

Weapons of pain, violence and destruction are a-gendered tools that defy both feminine and masculine empowerment. Held in the hands of unhealthy men and by their will condemn global communities of women from gaining equal space and being heard in the socio-political and economic realms. Woman, her very body taken to be made over by man into a weapon of war that dismantles her integral strength and ability to be the stable hearth at the center of her family.

4.    Reduce child mortality.

Whether by military, paramilitary, militia, guerilla, solitary psychopath, stranger or family member- Women and children are forced to bear the blows of and many never recover from outbursts of violence that happen along sectarian lines or within their own homes. Children around the world are directly caught in the crossfire or directly face the repercussions imposed by sanctions that restrict the flow of food, water and medicine. Forced to orphans or refugees, many grow up weak without the support of vital community.

5.    Improve maternal health.

Emotional well-being, complete nutrition, and access to health care are three pillars that give a mother best chance of giving birth to a healthy child. All three are easily shattered by the stress of fear and violence of community and national instability. Insecurity perpetuated by the diseased masculine narrative that maintains its skewed perspective that weapons are needed to bring peace when it is easy to see that their presence only denies our ability to resolve conflicts peacefully.

6.    Combat HIV/AIDS, Malaria and other diseases.

Where armaments control populations the dissemination of critical information and medicine that enlighten, help prevent sickness, and cure suffering becomes severely limited by perceptions narrowly formed and forced upon; as well as causing the instability that shuts down the causeways of our distributive means.

7.    Ensure environmental sustainability.

There’s a great difficulty in maintaining sustainability of our environments when guns are sold to both lines of sectarian violence by elite manipulation that leads to power driven agreements, inevitably leasing lands to multi-national corporations that have no allegiance to communities other-than the profit-driven interest of their board of trustees.

  1. 8.    Global partnership for development.

Above all, the obscene amount of money being funneled into research, development, manufacture and sale of ammunitions and armaments is money directly being kept from funding grassroots movements that build stability, security and a precedent for the kinds of development that feed the visionaries dreaming of being part of a new age of enlightenment.

Where Peace Agreements include the insights of Women;

Where gender and sexual violence is sad tales of the past;

Where environmental sustainability includes human culture and biological diversity;

Where all people have safe space to give voice to the vantage point they’ve taken on;

Thereby fleshing out a whole conscious perception of where the human family is coming from

And the dreams we seek to form.

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December 13, 2013

December 13, 2013

Reality Bytes (Poetic Commentary)

Alexandria “Rain” Smith

Dedicated to the transfigured bodies that have been so asked to trade pounds of flesh and bone, for radiation and chemotherapy; asked to “Slash, burn and poison” their own journey. Spirit whole despite body.

Cancers have come to ask us to bear the scars of the relationship our species has come to inflict upon the equally living body of this planet at our feet and there are as many variations on how this cancerous disease grows into our being as there are seeds blowing on the winds—well as used to be blown about before the Economic entomologist figured out the most profitable reasons to develop chemicals on massive scales. With a greatness now that truly rivals the development of petroleum, but they are more like monstrous Siamese twins than competitors, for it is so convenient that atomic science has enabled dead-creation to fracture the ancient flora’s fertile compost into pieces far removed from the peace of the ancient waterdance that helped give birth to the black gold we defile the water with today. Spilling it through patched and inspected to be unworthy pipelines like intravenously shooting up with a needle shared too many times and hungry to infect life with compounds enabling Auto Immune Disease Syndromes to seek and conquer like Drones precision shooting up entire school yards and community activist family homes with their shrapnel with their undiscriminating aim to kill kill kill, the echoing refrain of the fear of the unknown or the fear of being figured out. Work! Spend! The capitalist refrain of the empty economic theory of endless growth that only makes sense to me if you perceive that the earth itself enabled the human species along with countless, incredible others tens of hundreds of thousands of circles around a star to endlessly grow into new and ever more enchanting life forms until one became so pompous to believe that life could be so vital to the one that it could bear to live without all the miraculous relations that openly offer up the medicine another soul is calling for. For when you open your perception to encompass the whole story being told upon this little spinning blue reflecting ball there is more compassion being shared across the species borders than within and between our own…

In 1981 at a Conference held by the National Alliance of Business, Pres. Ronald Reagan said, “Excessive Government spending, taxing and regulating no matter how well intended is a formula for disaster. Volunteer activities and philanthropy play a role as well as economic incentives and investment opportunities. To be certain we’re talking about America’s deep sense of generosity (HA!)—but we’re also talking about a buck for business if it helps to solve our social ills.”

As for the former message of this statement I’d like to know what it’d be like in my lifetime (I was born 2 years after that conference took place) to have the branches of our government that are imagined to be regulating the products in our markets to protect our health and safety actually doing that, but if the Trans-Pacific Partnership (TPP) gets passed that’s never going to happen.

And as for the last bit… Yeah, if it helps to solve our ills, that’s the business best engaged in, a job worth doing, if only because vitally necessary the worst job is born with deep dignity and pro’vocation to be busy. I’d personally love to see more beings beautiful busyness watching out for bees, helping them and all the countless interrelations flowing from their pollinating making the world more vibrant, verdant, colorful, a scent’suous dance —as though the path to sweet honey’s making secretly weaves sweetness into the daydream of the planet, innerwoven like the tides of the Moon’s song beating seas, rocking seeds into their beds, may they find, en’root, be’hold, be’held, be’leaf, be bud be blossom to flower, may be fruit capable to cradle new seed…

Lettuce, let us release belief to be held, beholden to the part we play in a dance far greater than the plastic castle of bitumen sludge spewing hydraulicFRACKtured blanched waters like chemotherapy for the Earth Mother’s body, evaporating up to be spun through turbine jet wings, exhausted now, spinning lines of free radicals growing cancerous cloud covers, raining acid to accompany the thunderous megaload transfers of raped materials industrially manipulated to create massive machines whose sole purpose is to rape and pollute a world we might be able to live healthfully and creatively with indefinitely if we can end the successions of the mighty few who profit now by the tens of millions of people made slaves to the purchase and wage enslavement of products that are weakening our immunity, toxifying the planet and numbing us like Huxley’s “soma” in the Brave New World the colonial patriarchy create by killing the Goddess and disparaging(despair raging through) the Mystic Creative power of the unknowable Feminine that whispers our names on a moon breeze of soft qi only your true presence can perceive because it’s speaking through the aggregate of every atom of your being calling out to you: “See you are a shining knight, a star of beauty to transform visions of brutal night, not in the least bit little, but a big bright phenomenal Light!”

…just imagine when we unite…

Quan Yin

Compassion Heals

 

 

Peace.

Selah.

Blessed Be.

 

This commentary was especially inspired by Trey: Harold Fanando Owens III and the Documentary: Pink Ribbon Inc. Directed by Lea Pool.

http://www.firstrunfeatures.com/pinkribbonsinc/

Pondering a Common Core…

Petals of the Lotus

Petals of the Lotus

Preliminary Reading:

http://www.washingtonpost.com/blogs/answer-sheet/wp/2013/11/24/following-the-common-core-money-where-are-millions-of-dollars-going/

http://www.washingtonpost.com/blogs/answer-sheet/wp/2013/11/18/who-are-the-enemies-of-common-core/

http://www.corestandards.org/

 

I concede to a “common core”

But my agreement is no writ

In stone

Concrete

Or bone

In colors of Mother

Or Father

Or sum financial factor

My assessment is not contained by standards

But I don’t mind testing

How boring without obstacles blessing!

For every challenge faced

Becomes a TESTament of personal progression.

What if we tested our children

In ways that taught us

How best to draw them deeper

With lines not linear

But spiralling

Through the thick and thin

Of what they love

And struggle in

Tests that teach them

To plant confidence

In the composting nutrients of mistakes

Turned over and over again

Until they break down into revelation

Witnessing of self

For self

To see the seeds of conscious wisdom bloom

Into the dreams each day breaks open….

 

(written August 13, 2013; Alexandria “Rain” Smith)