Blazing down to Esalen: to volunteer with cabins, to do some dancing, soaking and connecting with friends and with nature.
Behind two excruciatingly slow unbelievably inconsiderate white RVs. Turn out after turnout they would NOT pull over. I began to pull my hair and gnash my teeth.
No one wants to miss the Cabin's check in...way too much fun.
At last a long curve before the bridge...and no on coming traffic... I screamed around them. Damn that felt great! Now to make some time! I picked up speed as the Highway 1 opened to the straightaway before Andrew Molera State Park and the River Inn.
And Lo-- there was officer stick in the mud. No mercy. I can't believe I was going that fast but he says he clocked me. I was feeling the exuberance of the open road...I am sure I was the first car in 1/2 hour due to those two white snailers.
I have an honest appreciation for law enforcement and the honorable warrior archetype so I thanked him for his work and politely took the ticket. I eased back onto the highway...and behind the two slow RVs.
Please stop for lunch! Please appreciate the magnificent views at any magnificent turnout! Please stop to make a phone call, make love, relieve yourself! Please mister white RV driver. Please!
My ethereal suggestions went unheard. I resigned. Took in the blissful panoramas while driving. Still. A wandering eye on the clock. I was behind those two white RVs all t h e way t o t h e E s a l e n drive way.
Walked into the Lodge and immediately connected with the Cabins Chief. All good.
Went to get in the brunch line and connected with good friend and eco-hero Kat. She invited me to sit right down with another Eco hero Julia Butterfly Hill who would talk about spiritual activation.
Wow. What Divine timing!
Thank you RV drivers!
I essentially heard JBH say that the core of activism is love. The love for nature has to include love for people too. While emotions, bickering and the need to vent are valid they can be viewed as just a trail sign to get back on the way. We are all activists. What we do matters. The crazy things man does are reflections of inner turbulence and so the mission to save the watershed, or keep air breathable cannot disturb our right relations with each other.
This may be news to FOX NEWS. JBH was telling me to be in right relation with all-- even inconsiderate RV convoy drivers.
I heard her invitation to what I'll call "right activism." By her definition we are all activists as what we do matters now more than ever. We only have so much creational energy to spend here in time and space. Best spend it in highest integrity.
I was hearing JBH because of some divine timing of behemoth RV convoy drivers with a little help from the CHP. My desire to be on time to appear a certain way i.e. committed and punctual to my coworkers and supervisor put me in a horn honking state of urgency. I needed to just ride it out, put current relations over my misplaced sense of mission, be in good relations with fellow travelers and have a great day. Interestingly I supervised another volunteer and we did a great job. And I got to do all I wanted at Esalen including have a mini-seminar with a personal hero.
Behind two excruciatingly slow unbelievably inconsiderate white RVs. Turn out after turnout they would NOT pull over. I began to pull my hair and gnash my teeth.
No one wants to miss the Cabin's check in...way too much fun.
At last a long curve before the bridge...and no on coming traffic... I screamed around them. Damn that felt great! Now to make some time! I picked up speed as the Highway 1 opened to the straightaway before Andrew Molera State Park and the River Inn.
And Lo-- there was officer stick in the mud. No mercy. I can't believe I was going that fast but he says he clocked me. I was feeling the exuberance of the open road...I am sure I was the first car in 1/2 hour due to those two white snailers.
I have an honest appreciation for law enforcement and the honorable warrior archetype so I thanked him for his work and politely took the ticket. I eased back onto the highway...and behind the two slow RVs.
Please stop for lunch! Please appreciate the magnificent views at any magnificent turnout! Please stop to make a phone call, make love, relieve yourself! Please mister white RV driver. Please!
My ethereal suggestions went unheard. I resigned. Took in the blissful panoramas while driving. Still. A wandering eye on the clock. I was behind those two white RVs all t h e way t o t h e E s a l e n drive way.
Walked into the Lodge and immediately connected with the Cabins Chief. All good.
Went to get in the brunch line and connected with good friend and eco-hero Kat. She invited me to sit right down with another Eco hero Julia Butterfly Hill who would talk about spiritual activation.
Wow. What Divine timing!
Thank you RV drivers!
I essentially heard JBH say that the core of activism is love. The love for nature has to include love for people too. While emotions, bickering and the need to vent are valid they can be viewed as just a trail sign to get back on the way. We are all activists. What we do matters. The crazy things man does are reflections of inner turbulence and so the mission to save the watershed, or keep air breathable cannot disturb our right relations with each other.
This may be news to FOX NEWS. JBH was telling me to be in right relation with all-- even inconsiderate RV convoy drivers.
I heard her invitation to what I'll call "right activism." By her definition we are all activists as what we do matters now more than ever. We only have so much creational energy to spend here in time and space. Best spend it in highest integrity.
I was hearing JBH because of some divine timing of behemoth RV convoy drivers with a little help from the CHP. My desire to be on time to appear a certain way i.e. committed and punctual to my coworkers and supervisor put me in a horn honking state of urgency. I needed to just ride it out, put current relations over my misplaced sense of mission, be in good relations with fellow travelers and have a great day. Interestingly I supervised another volunteer and we did a great job. And I got to do all I wanted at Esalen including have a mini-seminar with a personal hero.
