Hi!

Nov. 12, 2014

this be me.

About fifty years ago in the Spring of my life I had a pen pal. She lived in New Zealand and for a while we sent letters back and forth. I am hoping this blog will fulfill the same role in the Winter of my life. I will write about what I find interesting in my life and world and others will take the time and make the effort to share with me what is of interest in their lives.

Just for the record ‘She Who Must Be Obeyed’, myself, our two dogs and one turtle do live on the side of a sleeping volcano. It is far enough out of the city to keep me happy and close enough for my wife to get to her work. In other words we have the rarest of rare occurrences… a compromise that works well for all concerned.

As this is an introduction I will also state for the record that I am sixty-three, a Mahayana Buddhist, an ex Christian pastor, a 20+ year controlled alcoholic and a person with more questions than answers.

In my life I have lived in villages, lighthouses, cities and the country. Before Multiple Sclerosis made it a bad idea I loved to drive. Two wheels or 18 wheels, single or multi-engined airplanes, sailboats or powerboats I enjoyed them all.

Now, in the winter of my life I find myself  the Steward of our garden/temple. Most of my traveling and exploring is done with a telescope or a camera. And as much as I miss the freedom of the road, air and water I find the telescope and camera also allow me the freedom my spirit seems to need.

You will find that I have more questions than answers. I also hope that you will find my musings interesting enough to come back again and share some of your thoughts on my questions and beliefs.

Take care,

Brian

A Week Without A Letter ~ I Have Been Remiss ~ Apologies

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would that the world looked this good through my keyhole

rəˈmis/
adjective
adjective: remiss
  1. lacking care or attention to duty; negligent.
    “it would be very remiss of me not to pass on that information”
    antonyms: careful
Origin
late Middle English: from Latin remissus ‘slackened,’ past participle of remittere . The early senses were ‘weakened in color or consistency’ and (in describing sound) ‘faint, soft.’
Remiss is such a marvellous word. And yet as can be seen in this graph it is almost unknown and unused now.
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Unknown and unused, sadly the same can be said for much of what I hold dear. Perhaps I merely look back through the filter of Golden Age Mythology? Perhaps the World is not going to Hell in a handcart? But as I look through my keyhole into the great wide world it seems to me to be doing just that. Let us hope I am mistaken!
Take care,
Brian

The Anthropocene ~ The Age of Humans

March 12, 2015

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Hi,

Fourty or so years ago I was keeping body and soul together by driving a taxi in Prince Rupert B.C., Canada. It was a slow morning and I was listening to the radio. When Canada Manpower announced the Coast Guard was looking to hire a lighthouse keeper I couldn’t resist and applied for the position. Three weeks later I was the junior keeper on Ivory Island. On Ivory I experienced Mother Earth and Father Sky in a powerful way. A way so strong it has coloured everything in my life.

Which explains why I need to urge all of you to read and think about the following quote. Perhaps you will follow the upcoming series and be moved to change your life?

There are three really simple numbers which explain this (and if you have even more appetite for the subject, read the excellent July 2012 Rolling Stone piece by the author and campaigner Bill McKibben, which – building on the work of the Carbon Tracker Initiative – first spelled them out).

  1. 2C: There is overwhelming agreement – from governments, corporations, NGOs, banks, scientists, you name it – that a rise in temperatures of more than 2C by the end of the century would lead to disastrous consequences for any kind of recognised global order.
  2. 565 gigatons: “Scientists estimate that humans can pour roughly 565 more gigatons of carbon dioxide into the atmosphere by mid-century and still have some reasonable hope of staying below 2C,” is how McKibben crisply puts it. Few dispute that this idea of a global “carbon budget” is broadly right.
  3. 2,795 gigatons: This is the amount of carbon dioxide that if they were burned would be released from the proven reserves of fossil fuel – ie the fuel we are planning to extract and use.

You do not need much of a grasp of maths to work out the implications. There are trillions of dollars worth of fossil fuels currently underground which, for our safety, simply cannot be extracted and burned. All else is up for debate: that much is not.

Doing It Wrong On The Right Side Of Town (names omitted so no one decides to shoot in my specific direction)

March 11, 2015

Hi,

g1-290A while back a high ranking government man met with the wheelers and dealers of a university. They met to promote the local environmental agenda. A good and noble thing to do. At least it should have been.

To celebrate their meeting and paper signing they decided to be practical and plant trees.

Planting trees that need consistent watering at the start of the dry season is not such a good idea.

Nor is it a good plan to plant them where the locals feed their goats and cows.

Dare I mention that they transported the seedlings and planters in a diesel powered smoke belching dump truck and that they left a lot of plastic garbage beside the seedlings?

As I said ‘Doing it wrong on the right side of town’.

Take care,

Brian

Oh Lordy But It Is Hard To Overcome Our Childhood ~ Or ~ Give Me That Old Time Religion

March 10, 2015

Hi,

There are times when there are only three choices, screaming, laughing or crying. Luckily for you this isn’t one of those times. It is however, time for the history lesson found in the Gospel of Saint Waddington.

fixedf3shcbbbg1-dscf5562-00411. Behold about 200,000 years ago the first of our kind dropped out of the trees and came up out of the caves.

2. The Downers didn’t trust the Uppers anymore than the Uppers trusted the Downers.

3. And there was violence and bloodshed in the first time.

4. From then till now and for always violence will be our way. 

There you have the simple truth that has created our world;

Humans don’t trust Others.

If you are different you are Dangerous. Dangerous means me and mine leave, you and your’s leave or… we fight. This has always been our story. More than likely it always will be.

The only hope humanity has and it is less than a fools hope is that we find a way to overcome childhood.

We either find a way to play nice and share our toys or…

This Is Not My Letter ~ But It Is A Letter That The World Needs To Read ~ Understand ~ And Live

quevedo1-629x671PEACETALK: Grieving, Doing Justice,Working for Peace (A Letter To All Christians)

COTABATO CITY (MindaNews /08 March) — Fellow Disciples of Christ: Greetings of peace in the Lord!

As a Filipino and Mindanawon, I grieve profoundly for our gallant SAF (Special Action Force) troops who sacrificed their lives in pursuit of justice in Mamasapano. I grieve deeply with their families.

As a disciple of Christ I likewise grieve for the other Filipinos, Bangsamoro civilians and combatants, who perished in the same horrible tragedy. I grieve deeply with their families.

With the families of all the victims I demand that justice be done, that answers to the many questions raised by the whole nation be forthrightly answered. Those responsible for the tragedy must be brought to justice without fear or favor. The attribution of guilt must not be one-sided. It is now coming to light from the ground that inhuman brutalities were committed by both sides. Guilt is on both sides of that fateful, clearly avoidable, combat.

Yet in the face of outrage and calls for all-out war for the manner by which our law enforcers lost their lives, I call for peace. I call for rationality rather than emotionalism. I call for justice that is not selective. I call for openness and fairness rather than bias and prejudice.

For in the wake of Mamasapano our age-old Christian biases and prejudices against Moros have quickly and most sadly resurrected. Biases and prejudices have colored and clouded our judgment.

We hear ourselves say, we cannot trust the Moros. We cannot trust the MILF (Moro Islamic Libreration Front). We cannot trust them to lay down their arms, we cannot trust them with the money they need for development, we cannot trust them to go after terrorists once they have their own government, we cannot trust them to practice democracy, we cannot trust them to govern well. We simply cannot trust them.

The bottomline of the Mamasapano tragedy is mistrust—on both sides of the conflict.

It is sheer human tragedy that such sentiments come from the dark side of our hearts. And as a Christian religious leader, I grieve also for this eclipse of the Christian heart. From an anguished heart I ask the Lord to forgive us.

Our biases and prejudices have brought us to convictions and conclusions that are totally wrong:

  • We lump all Moro armed groups together (MILF, MNLF (Moro National Liberation Front), BIFF (Bangsamoro Islamic Freedom Fighters), Abu Sayaff group, private armed groups) as lawless groups that advocate secession and independence ;
  • We believe that the MILF claims the whole of Mindanao;
  • We conclude that the Bangsamoro government will have agencies that will be totally independent of their national counterparts;
  • We assert that the MILF will become the police force of the Bangsamoro;
  • We dismiss as sham the conversion of MILF from a secessionist movement into a principled partner for peace. We persist in calling them “secessionists.”
  • We threaten to do away with provisions that protect a proposed fledgling Bangsamoro government from the negativities of warlordism and clan domination. Yet it is so easy to ask our own peace negotiators why it is necessary for the Bangsamoro to be “MILF-led” in the short term.
  • We mistrust the MILF’s determination to govern well and thus to reverse Bangsamoro political history.

On the contrary, my brothers and sisters in Christ, the following are at the heart and soul of the Bangsamoro Basic Law (BBL):

  • Bangsamoro self-determination will be exercised within a limited territory under the sovereignty of the Philippines. National sovereignty and territorial integrity will be preserved;
  • The over-all principle that governs the BBL is the Catholic moral and social principle of subsidiarity, a principle already enshrined in our own Constitution. The principle requires the intervention of the national government and its various entities when the common good of all requires it. Therefore, no entity of the Bangsamoro government, such as a Bangsamoro auditing department or police force, is absolutely independent of their national counterparts.

My fellow disciples of Christ, self-determination has been the cry of the Bangsamoro for centuries. They struggled to preserve it against the Spaniards and the Americans. They insisted on it in the face of our government’s efforts to neutralize and domesticate it by democratic processes and the lure of economic development.

Rightfully we are outraged by the manner by which our valiant SAF forces were killed. But in the past 100 years the Bangsamoro have seen hundreds of their own people, including women and children, massacred in mountains and mosques. And we did not open our eyes and ears to see and hear their plaintive cries for justice.

The lesson of history is not one we can sweep under the rug – the fundamental aspiration of a “nation” for self-determination does not die. It will seem to fade away with the passing of old leaders but if unrealized the drive for self determination will rise with the radicalization of younger generations.

I have been a missionary among Muslims for the most part of my priestly life. I have been a parish priest in Jolo. I taught Muslims and Christians in a Catholic University which now has a predominantly Muslim student population. I have witnessed a harmonious dialogue of life among the students. Many of our soldiers and high ranking officers studied in our Catholic schools. So, too, did members and leaders of the MILF. They are not terrorists. Terrorists have in fact broken away from them. The MILF only aspires and struggles politically for a place under the sun in freedom and dignity. The BBL was negotiated painstakingly with stops and detours for at least five years. It is not an agreement that was hurriedly done. It fulfills the Bangsamoro aspiration for self-determination. It preserves our fundamental principles of national sovereignty and territorial integrity.

Yes, by all means we must refine the BBL so that it will hew closely to our Constitution. But let there be consensus among constitutional luminaries on what is constitutional and what is not constitutional among the provisions of the BBL. Let us make sure that we do not “improve and strengthen” the BBL such that the idea of self-determination that is imbedded in various provisions of the BBL becomes once more an illusion, a desire begging despairingly to be realized.

I am for peace, the peace that God grants to people of good will. I am for the peace that God gives through the collaborative work of men and women who work conscientiously for the good of the whole country. By focusing on the good of a Bangsamoro minority in the “peripheries” who have suffered social injustices for centuries, they are working for the common good of all Filipinos. They are healing historic wounds that have caused great suffering to all Filipinos.

And so must I grieve for our courageous SAF troops who have lost their lives. I must also grieve for all the other Filipinos who perished in Mamasapano. I grieve and pray for the families they left behind, their inconsolable widows and children, for their uncertain future. For their sake I seek justice and accountability.

I beg you as fellow disciples of Christ, the Prince of Peace, to pray and work together for peace so that Mamasapano will not repeat itself. Let not emotions, biases and prejudices prevail over objective reason and over our most cherished Christian values of justice and peace, truth, love and harmony.

It is the Spirit of God that gives hope and infuses love and harmony among peoples of different faiths and cultures. With God’s Spirit we can soar over tragedies, we can restore trust for one another, we can strive together for harmony and peace. Ultimately it is in the enlightened heart where love and peace begin.

May the God of Justice, Peace and Love bless us all.

(Orlando B. Cardinal Quevedo, O.M.I., the Archbishop of Cotabato, is Mindanao’s first Cardinal. He served as President of the Catholic Bishops Conference of the Philippines from 1999 to 2001 and from 2001 to 2003, within which two wars against the MILF were launched – the all-out war in 2000 launched by the Estrada administration in the midst of the peace talks, and the Buliok war in 2003 launched by the Arroyo administration, also in the midst of peace talks). “

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One More Week To Go ~ the congregation whispers Amen, rolls over and goes back to sleep

March 6, 2015

Hi,

when did we get old?

The only way I like my early mornings is when they come attached to a late night!

I was born at give or take 16:00 about sixty-four years ago in Vancouver. Since then there has been one overarching reality in my life: I am most assuredly NOT a morning person.

In one more week the current semester ends and SWMBO gets to negotiate a schedule that does not include early morning classes.

And the congregation whispers Amen, rolls over and goes back to sleep.

M.S. ~ Tin Cans ~ Squash ~ Food For The Family

March 3, 2015

I’m back,

frtb1-dscf2898My old friend returned with a vengeance last week but he’s starting to get bored. Sooner or later he will leave. Until he does letters will be thin and intermittent. Not for lack of desire, but rather for lack of ability.

Decided to try a ‘new to me’ technique in the garden. We are germinating Squash seeds in cans.

Hopefully we will be able to plant them can and all in the garden without disturbing their roots. Thereby happily avoiding the two to three weeks usually given over to the roots digging back in during transplanting.

If it works our neighbors that feed their family from the garden could end up with more food on the table.

Time will tell.

Take care,

Brian

The Hidden One ~ Wholeness ~ Health ~ One ~ Danger

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The Hidden One

Feb. 27, 2015

Hi,

I can’t know for sure but I am willing to bet serious money that you also harbour deep within, your own Hidden One. I’ll also bet you’re Afraid of your Hidden One.

Now that I have your attention …

For you to heal you two will need to work together. Yes it is dangerous. Yes it is easy to get seriously damaged. No you can’t keep things as they are.

I cannot tell you how to  do this. But I suggest going slowly, gently and honestly is a good way to begin.

Take care,

Brian