Ecology IS our Economy!

Like all of LIFE, I am in a transition... in a state of invisible change, measured only by the wisdom of reflection and analysis which will happen AFTER the time of the present has passed.

Our gift is this moment - exactly where we are right now.  From here, we can observe, understand, learn, choose, acquire, release, assess and project our future past.

From right here, we can see our parents, and theirs.  We can watch our children and theirs emerge. This space and time that we occupy together is our place of power and joy.


Here is where I am learning that my life is connected to everything everywhere. Right here we can see the cycle of life on Earth - birth, death, human impact, restoration... a closed system with open minds, not withstanding the bottomless pockets and excess waste that only we humans can produce.

Here we begin again every day - living, reliving our life and the lives of all those who have lived, breathed before us. Here we begin again every day - the human search for knowledge, understanding, meaning, love, life...

We begin to ask questions, find answers. We begin to assess what is needed in our system - individual, family, community.

We begin again to understand that I am because you are.

"We are one and yet not the same"

That in diversity exists

the ingredients for life

And that with

each life lost

our system

dims and

must be

ignited

with the

hope

that

our

bio

diver

sity

will

flourish

once more!

Ecology IS our Economy!
Entrepreneurship is building our COMMUNITY!

Like a fetus in harmony with our Mother's body

We ARE the environment
our environment is US

We are the children of our Mother the Earth
We are connected to all of life

Yes, it's a simple concept - let's apply it!

Standing firmly for our future

When you look at me…
What do you see?

Do you form boxes or pyramids or spheres
Around your experience of my existence?

Do you label, tag and file
Your perception of my experience?

Do you interact intending to
Listen and learn, hear and teach to or with me?

When you look at me…
Do you see my endless transformations,
Translations of time, space and place?

Do you see my endless imperfections,
Perfectly timed choices to bridge the next leap?

Do you see me changing?
Because life and time are motion!

Do you see me listening, hearing and learning
With you?

We are
Inside and out – outside and in

We are
WE ARE
Together & Apart

We are
Wrong and Right

WE ARE
I am because WE ARE
WE ARE
WE ARE Finding a Path
To the Future
In Balance
Together

We ARE exploring the
Basics of life
In Balance

We ARE asking the critical questions
Of why and how and what and who

We are
Together
Finding our way
Through the chaos
Of uncertainty
To the firm footing in the bedrock of
Our unshakeable foundation of
Core values

We belong to the Earth and Sky
Our duty here, on our brief stay, is to remember
And act accordingly.

The Earth is our Mother
We must each learn again
How to live a life
Of Respect
And Integrity

We begin NOW
(And again every day)

Let us respect our Mother
(and each other)

We begin from within our hearts and homes
Cleaning, clearing, cutting loose and letting go
Of those thoughts and patterns that no longer need
Space in our surroundings…

Within that most sacred of spaces we call “home”
Is where the truth of our existence dwells…

Our struggles there reflect those of our family,
Community and nation.
Our battles won and lost is the stuff of our life journey.

The love that is shared – or absent – here is our best answer
To how to survive, to live, to thrive and to restore
The health and balance between us humans
And the rest of the plant, animal, animate and inanimate beings
On this water drop spark in the universe…

Exploring Roots of Entrepreneurship... (part 2)

Now, in the midst of this head on collision I feel between past - future, right - wrong, ideal - real… Regardless what analysts, bankers, or my high school civics instructor Brian Flaherty say, economy to me is the ability of a person, a family, a community, a nation, and an ecosystem to maintain long term relationships of symbiosis where all survive, thrive, flourish and replenish the resources they used during their lifetime; death giving rise to the renewal of energy that will fuel the next generation.

A strong economy to me means that the renewable resources available from the land support the total number of its inhabitants (plant, animal and otherwise). So, what are the elements that encourage each part of the system to grow, perform and produce at maximum levels of sustainable capacity?  And are there current or historic models that help to inspire creative problem solving?

Our solutions are many and varied and are likely not appearing in the textbooks that guide our teachers and students gently into a tiered caste future run by the existing corporate oligarchy.  Our humanity will not be preserved and maintained by drones or robotics or by militarizing everything…. But rather by seeking to restore our ever fleeting compassion – by seeking to instill in our children the fearlessness required to stand up and share our own stories… by building in each other the determination and discipline needed to chart our own strategic initiatives, laying a course to a future of our own varied design and vision.

To me economy is food (local), housing (green), health (lifestyle) and a quality of life that is shared with everyone - where our individual, community and collective happiness takes root to motivate, guide and inspire us to survive, thrive and set a path to a future where equality and liberty are real and lasting.

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Exploring Roots of Entrepreneurship... (part 1)

Chatting with a group of friends about land, time & economy

In my mother's town every November 19, there is a sunrise ceremony on the banks of the Stann Creek River.  It is a ceremony that commemorates the arrival of the Garifuna People to the safe shores of what is now Belize.  Central to the commemoration are:  song, oratory, canoes and the plants.  Specifically, the food plants that are brought from the distant homelands, to be re-planted, making this new shore "home".

Working our borrowed Minnesota Milpa

Meso-American People have a tradition of economic development that is highly integrated into the concept of community.  Among many Maya communities in Southern Belize, for example, when a new couple formalizes their commitment to move through life as a nuclear family unit, the entire community mobilizes to gather the materials necessary to build their new home together.  A home that is comprised of the natural elements obtainable from their surrounding environment.  A home that is measured using units that are comprised of the male partner's own unique hand and height measurements.  A model that truly demonstrates the harmony that can be achieved between humans, nature and our environment.

Milpa in the foothills of the Maya Mountains, Belize

These types of highly integrated practices - which have sustained thriving, vibrant communities through the rise and fall of more than one empire - are of great importance and relevance to our current human task of regaining balance and equilibrium between each other and our first, natural environment - Mother Nature.

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Clip from a soon to be released documentary on the Indigenous Youth Freedom Project

Happy Autumn!

Here it is:

• the fledgling results of my deepest soul searching
• a summary of the things I really enjoy filling my life with
• an almost shameless effort in self promotion

Your brand new comprehensive guide to services available from yours truly! If you know of anyone who shares our values and has an interest in or need for any of the offerings I can provide, I deeply appreciate connections assistance.  I'm still working on the references and testimonials section - so if we have worked together before, I would love to see your thoughts in the comment section!

Thank you so much for your good thoughts, work and inspiration.  May we all move forward together!

Tara

On the cusp....

Helper, assistant, associate, manager, teacher, driver... for 28 years now, I've advocated - like a good doula or midwife - in the planning, birth, growth and development of the programs and projects of many super-talented, gifted, visionary leaders.

It's been an incredibly fulfilling journey for me - always learning, sharing and receiving endless inspiration from the tenacity, determination and resilience demonstrated by the babies, children, youth, adults and elders of the communities I've had the honor and privilege to live and work among.

In so many ways, this year has been a completion of another one of my life circles... teaching my children to grow roots in the ecosystem that nourished me, through hardship and love... like the indigenous flora of our bioregion... our "roots run deep."  I am happy that my compassion for the well being of my extended nuclear family unit has brought us back home - to the outer rim of the tropical lowland forest.  This heat is in our blood and it feels good learning how to eat with native perennial vegetables.

Today I realized that in my time of relative recluse from the bustle of community building, teaching and organizing, something has formulated itself within me - something I've been without for the major part of my "adulthood:" to my surprise, I suddenly have a new life goal.

It will take as much discipline and determination as I can possibly muster, I'm certain.  And like all goals, will need the coddling and care of anything precious and new - be they seedlings or babies.

I have come to the realization today that after 28 years of helping visions become reality, I wish to gain the skills and support necessary to learn how to see my own vision and bring that into reality.

Simple, maybe even obvious - but it took some major work to get here - and a lot more to get there.

I feel ready to take on the challenge to be true to myself, while building a road to "everything for everyone..."

Watch out, second half of life - here we come!

One year and a day

Why do I?

Why do I care about kids, borders and bombs…?

Why do I keep friends when I don’t even see them…?

Why do I get by when I could be getting down…?

Why do I keep trying when perseverance seems futile…?

Because.

Because to care is to love.

Because to know is to never give up.

Because only values PLUS logic can lead the way.

Because the blood boiling in my veins never lets me rest for very long.

It’s been a year now since my family and I took one giant leap and left the comfy nest of work, friends and community we had made for ourselves over the past 13 years.

I had done this once before, when I was about to start 7^th grade… I’d left for my annual summer sojourn with my grandparents and decided to stay – that year was the hardest and best year of my life – I learned Latin, algebra and how to dance like a Ukrainian.  I even got to mentor a class of first graders and taught them the alphabet in sign language.  That year I turned 13. I cut my hair. I started to wear makeup. And I got a job babysitting two little kids across the street from my aunt and uncle’s house where I spent the weekdays.

This year is very reminiscent of that - leaving one nest - to go find and make another. New roots, new shoots. Still holding fast to the love, teachings and experiences we left behind – not knowing truly if or when we might ever return… it is a journey so many have taken, and yet one others cannot even imagine.

Following one’s life path is not for the feint-hearted – that much is certain! So many guts and books and boxes and things to sort out in endless attempts to organize… Not much glory in finding the many prize items 10 or 20 or 30 years later left wrinkled, weathered and definitely worse for the wear.

Lots of guts to get through as we examine and re-examine what all the baggage is we’ve acquired in these short young lives… and what on earth compels anyone to commit the ludicrous act in this day and age of purchasing a printed ink book, much less three bookshelves full?

Relocating is definitely an act of comparative analysis, more than slightly colored by one’s pre-existing personal preferences.  The first year was all about coming to an understanding of where we’re not. Only from this somewhat dismal realization can we begin to appreciate all the opportunities that abound where we are.

Where am I?

Home because here is where my heart is.

Home because we’ve made a place to hang our hats.

Home because this place needs us and apparently we need it.

Home because the miracles of love and life sprout from everywhere.