Thursday, September 17, 2020

Philosophy of Life - Search for Roots

             Philosophy of Life — A search


             (How my compass is set)


   My desire tonight is that my unfamiliar views, described as uncommon on my blog, might be understood. That you may have a sense of where I am coming from as the expression goes.


   I believe I would have to start .. Where do I start? 


   Just start… so let me describe my world and maybe we can find some agreement at least, hah! .. at the start. Everything external to me, that being the weather, the air, the sun, the people, the nature, the civilization, the newspaper world, this Life I am breathing in, I synthesize. Everyday I filter it afresh

and yes everyday it reaffirms and picks up where it left off, or to be more exact I pick up where I left off. This external world is both supportive as in the air, (not counting Smoke) the sun, the trees, good food which I will almost always find and friendly as in friends and family. Sounds idyllic right? It is in many ways. It is supportive and then there is the harsh and maddening. How do I deal with this knowledge that can be gained simply by using one’s senses that there is something fundamentally suffering/askew/ something sadly wrong with the society that I exist in. 


   You might say that this is simply my subjective interpretation of ‘reality’. That would be correct. If I am living in bucolic Oregon you might question how I could find anything wrong with the picture. We don’t have to play that notion out I am going to take a chance and hope that I still have most of my reading public still with me all 7 of you (if I am lucky!) We have turned Paradise into a Hell and how the Hell do we get back on the right track. Everyday, everyday this world reveals itself in it’s glory and it’s misery ( I know most of you don’t want to hear misery… can you be upbeat ?) Upbeat, yes I can. I can transcend but I cannot deny the fundamental reality, of life within a civilization that destroys Life. 


    So how do we/I keep my sanity believe that there is a path forward that leads us out of this sad spiral. I of course can only speak for myself. I know that we all have unspoken principles that guide us on and that the good news is the upwards spiral lives in all of us.


     I am going to see if I can connect to my principles that pull me up and give me a framework to view life and will further explain my so-called uncommon views.


     A love of Nature. You want to know my philosophy? Nature is probably the first place to start. Here’s what I have figured out or what I have gathered from all the other people who figured it out, or at least had clues before me. This experience of Life that we all come into wide-eyed and mind blown (well sort of if I can borrow a phrase from a few years back) is being alive in this web of biological life. We humans are set apart from almost all the other animals and vegetables, particularly wild life. So removed that we think we are something completely different. All life’s inputs in this modern world for so many people are simply created, or not so simply created by human design. This is the matrix of which so many children are raised. It can be seen to be a practical approach as that is the direction our civilization is taking us. Nature in civilized USA is something that you visit on a vacation perhaps, let’s drive to some distant location to pay our respects to Nature. Increasingly science is the framework of our perspective for educated or educating youth. Now Science and Nature work hand in hand, they are not opposing forces. Science is mankind’s collective learning process of uncovering the ‘wonders of nature’. 


     This practical approach however has it’s limits for as we make our way through the year 2020 with it’s symbolic reminder of good vision, our whole society is shaken with an unease, a distress that crosses all political thought. Where are we going? What lessons of the fundamental Nature have we lost track of? How wise is this path increasingly to believe that Science holds all the answers? What is wealth and how do we live with Liberty and also with Responsibility?


    I met a teacher one day. He was a substitute teacher. He enjoyed it very much. He liked coming in to a situation where he knew he was going to be the bump in the daily routine. How was he going to handle it? He told me he started every day with his new class by chalking in a little circle in the middle of the big chalkboard. ‘Kids, this circle represents all the things we adults know, the rest of the board is what we don’t know. There is no such thing as a dumb question. Do not be afraid to ask a question, any question.’


    There are questions that kids want answers to. Start here…


     ’Who are we and where are we going?’


     The first, an identity question that a child might not really form in his or her mind because it is such a fundamental taken for granted ‘I am’ … I am Billy, Suzy, Mohammed, Rainbow etc… Though in a child as we move along to being an adult ( an honorary status called adult when you are old enough to take care of yourself and create more children ) the question never disappears, and our inner dialogue will continue to mull it over, refresh and ponder and then some more and be very grateful when we can find some activity or company that let’s us forget that introspective concern.  


     As children, who have now become adults or parents, many take care, pride and concern to pass on this identity that we have fashioned to the next generation. We are..  fill in the blanks… Left, Right, Progressive, Conservative, White, Black, Red White and Blue, Rebel against this, Rebel against that, God Fearing, Atheists, the Chosen and on and on and we all are doing our best to impart identity. Not only impart as in ‘Teach Your Children Well’ but still be that identity ourselves.


      Am I thinking too hard? Here it is kids, We are Life itself. It is not about your ‘isms’ but your ‘Is’. 

 We are Life itself. The fundamental is what we need to reach inside ourselves and simply be   

 ourselves as Life. Maybe step outside ourselves and be Life Itself. When I get into that place either  

 by some act of grace, or just being awake with enough health to realize that once again, this is It.  

 Simply keeping this ‘framework’ of understanding alive so that in my tired, busy minded self I know 

 that this is it.  I am not advocating a lifestyle that disregards education, science or intellectual curiosity. It is the opposite. I advocate for the continual refreshment that comes through learning and discovery, a learning that continues at every stage of life.  


     By my perspective I am part of an organism called humanity who is part of a larger organism called Life itself. I am at my desk, with my hat sitting by the computer, that says ‘Only You’. 

My glasses are where they need to be, resting on my nose held by little plastic arms that sit on my ears, my American Flag T shirt on and my name is Guy W. Meyer, Jr with all of my completely unique experiences and perspective but the fundamental reality is I am this Nature, I am this Life and we are all part of this organism. This unity and that is an amazing event, a potentially Planet altering change of perspective. When people say or have said we are all one, it is not just an abstraction it is the fundamental truth. When I burn away the fog, the struggles and worries of who am I, it is then I step up and be part of an existing reality that is all powerful. 


    When we re-orient our identity like a person who has outgrown old clothes, too many holes, too tight, the potential of a new identity to begin the major healing transformation of our planet is here for all of us.


     ‘There is nothing new under the sun.’ This talk of a new-identity is nothing more than a recognition of what has always been here. We have been living with this ‘breakthrough’ discovery that has been discovered thousands of times before, and so many of us go there on occasion and like all the best things when you want to hold on it slips away. Let’s keep on keeping on, discovering it everyday until it becomes our everyday identity. It is open to us all, every step in our lives is important every day we can step out on to this Planet Earth.


   

I edited this remainder out but I’ll keep it here in case these thoughts have value.  

    

* and unless parents have good insight, which many do, but even with some knowledge it is not easy to bring the fundamentals into the hearts and minds of children. Nature is more taught to be something that you visit on a vacation perhaps, let’s drive to some distant location to pay our respects to Nature. Increasingly science is the framework of our perspective for educated or educating youth. Now Science and Nature work hand in hand, they are not opposing forces. Science is mankind’s collective learning process of uncovering the ‘wonders of nature’. 

Monday, September 14, 2020

Sunday is for Walking (Horses too) ...


Beautiful smoky, foggy morning, became
a fine day for a hike into town. ...


         Who can describe their day? Any one of us, and we each face the same experience though completely unique. Looking out on the Planet, Hello God, the existential cosmos, the sun rose this morning as expected, I wanted to sleep in late it is Sunday after all. That seemed to be the general accepted plan. So hard to eliminate or even just lighten the exhaustion level. Great to be here up in Oregon again at my sister's families farmstead. The New World Farmstead. I am here for the health of it. You might say for my heart.

      Is it true that breathing air with an AQI of over 400 is like smoking a pack of cigarettes an hour?

      I did finally rise and acknowledged my bodily argghhh! discomfort.. 

      let's move on....

      you could have seen me back at the Arcade Fire new video release marveling and enjoying it feeling almost a tear of joy... skipped ahead and went to the internet, to find the chords for No Cars Go. Went down to find Glenn and get my volunteer chore of loading up a 1/2 cord of firewood in the pickup truck done, surprising how a half a cord can completely fill up a pickup truck if you just toss them in willy nilly. 

       Looked at the small job of 'chopping' (hydraulic wood splitter) and decided that can wait...

       Climbed back into bed around noon and slept till' past 3 PM. Put my little made in Nepal Hemp backpack on with Camera and 6 French Prune (perfect) Plums from a tree and headed into town. It occurred to me it was kind of late now. 3:30.. I didn't really know how many miles to town but figured it was do-







                             able.   ..... Hey look here you old suave Billy Goat, you got some 
                          advice for a human trying to muster up some of that suave,
                                               muy suave style ..... 'f'geddaboutit !!' (we both say) 




                                              Here Kitty Kitty ....






                                   

                                               See you later Bob ... 

               Had a fine walk into town. 14 mile roundtrip ....  Got rescued on the way in, 
       and on the way home. So rural and yet so close to civilization, where I am right now 
      back in the cabin, not far away, Eugene. pop. 171,000.

                 Thank you Tyler, who had spent his day earlier volunteering

     at the clothing rescue center in Eugene, just helping sort stuff, just a small     

     thing to lend a hand. I had stuck m thumb out for just a split second it 

     seemed ... the third vehicle,  just as I was telling myself

    'no one picks up hitchhikers, these days of masks and fear', shazam…!



    So many signs say Choose Kindness .... sounds good. 


      I try... hard to walk past the Homeless along Chambers Street getting ready for 

   a night on the sidewalk. I saw a mix of human colors amongst those there. 

   Homeless Lives Matter. 10 minutes later there's a guy pushing a shopping cart

   on the sidewalk up ahead he's slow, he's limping, I see among other things

   in the cart are a pair of crutches, I walk past walking out into the street, 

   social distancing you know. I slow to say something, and he says something    

   which I can't really hear. I took my mask off.  He kept talking through his 

   mask, a still young man, finally he takes its down and says he has been 

   having a hard time finding aluminum tin cans in the trash... 


   I say maybe it's the smoke, nobody wants to go out at all.


   I think of the homeless I have seen who have done what he does... 

   scavenge through the recycling to make a couple of dollars a day. 

   I gave him a bill, bigger than a dollar, he seemed happy.

   It wasn't much. 



     On the way home 7 PM and about time to call home for rescue the

   second vehicle passing pulls over and a smiling face says, 'get in'. 

   Brandon loved my Bobcat photo .. 'most definitely a full grown cat' he says. 

   He could tell by the markings on the face and legs. He says post the photo on

   the Oregon Fire Information website. It's not really a fire photo I say.. 


    ‘It's good’ he says ‘people want to look at something besides fires. ‘


    He drove a little out of the way to get me home and then right up the driveway. 


    Thanks Brandon. 

   

    Tonight I can't find the website. …. It's alright.



         
         



Thursday, September 10, 2020

Holiday Farm Fire Update

Listened to the Governor's Briefing. As you might know Oregon has their hands full putting it
lightly. The Governor calls it a crisis.

The National Guard has been called up and should be on the scene Saturday, Sunday and Monday.

https://youtu.be/xsxgzV-Cn6A?t=1463

 24:20 For National Guard Commander's statement.

As stated in Oregon National Guard FB entry Sept 8

SALEM, Ore. - The Oregon National Guard has been responding to five separate counties with wildland fire and search and recovery efforts employing seven aircraft to include, HH-60 Blackhawk and UH-72A Lakota helicopters directly assisting local counties.
With situations continuing to change, the Oregon National Guard is monitoring the ongoing conditions to respond and support local agencies when requested. The Oregon National Guard has three teams of 125-members red card trained and on standby to support wildland fire efforts.

.....

As I stated I am not going to worry. Nor quibble over why teams on Standby have to be 'mobilized' ... and it takes 3 to 4 days. I am from out of state and if I went wondering, publicly asking etc about California State issues it would cause me to have an actual real effective blog
so I will ponder it all including myself. Hope we all get unstuck and mobilized. All hands on deck, is the PLanet's call. First order of business... align yourself with the Planet. How? Whatever comes to you but I will recommend the Community approach .... Green Trails. Sundays are for Horses, join The Tree Party.

The Holiday Farm Fire East of Eugene/Springfield

Normally, for a fire of this size, there would be more than 1,000 firefighters mobilized to attack it, he said. But on Wednesday morning, there were only about 190 available among state and local resources, reflecting an overall lack of firefighters available to battle the many fires across Oregon and the West. As of 4 p.m. Wednesday, there were 46 active fires in Oregon that had burned nearly 477,000 acres.

https://www.registerguard.com/story/news/2020/09/09/oregons-holiday-farm-fire-105-000-acres-mckenzie-valley/5759027002/

Very frustrating that able bodied volunteers are turned away from joining in the fight until now I had no idea of the lack of resources that is the case.

"We are not getting opportunities to get a line around this fire right now — we're trying to rescue people from these communities still, we're trying to stop this fire from burning down whole communities when we can."

 Some volunteers who were turned away by the Oregon authorities on Wednesday came to the New World Farmstead and helped her put together a trailer/pen to evacuate goats and chickens if necessary. We are still not in an Evacuation zone as their is a lot of Springfield and Eugene between us and the fire unless it dips south and follows a rather doubtful path. 
Basically we have I-5 and quite a bit of civilization between us and the fire.


  Dragonheart says the governor should call out the National Guard, if that was possible it seems like a good idea.

 I went to Oregon National Guard Facebook......

 https://www.facebook.com/OregonGuard/

  It says they are on standby....

    With situations continuing to change, the Oregon National Guard is monitoring the ongoing conditions to respond and support local agencies when requested. The Oregon National Guard has three teams of 125-members red card trained and on standby to support wildland fire efforts.

 (apparently) a guardsmen posts ...

  Justin Duncan

Why haven’t they called up any of the NG firefighters? Are we just supposed to be on “standby” and watch our communities that we joined to protect burn

  ???? Very interesting.... 

  Apparently authorities are confident that there 190 or 209  personnel can handle this.  

Hmmm...?  0% Contained ... burned 145,000 acres so far ... about 15 or 20 miles from Springfield, but the winds are supposed to start coming from the West and that should help and hopefully the right decisions are being made all around. Stop worrying Guy,  I am going to take a nap. 


Wednesday, September 9, 2020

Martinez

 This originally written on August 2nd was unpublished and unfinished at the time. Today in rural Oregon where I sit looking back on my previous work attempting to bring things up to date, and to dig deeper into the story and keep it open for review I am moving it along.

 Racism? Can we at least get back to a show of respect for the truth.

 The Contra Costa DA and the staff of the Chronicle believe this to be a hate crime?  Is it possible that some citizen is simply fed up with the slogan used as an emotional tool to create either this notion of 'solidarity' or the notion you are the enemy if you find it too much. A slogan painted on a Public Street without a debate or approval of the residents. *

  ( I do not know the full story, just what is gleaned from a SF Chronicle headline article... that in reviewing this blog entry I can't find the original SF Chronicle story but these two  linked articles below give a window into the event.  * A permit was approved by the town of Martinez for the original 'street message'  )

  Is it a hate crime? To paint over the BLM sign. It's not a mural by any stretch of any art teacher's imagination (though I am not an art teacher). It is a political slogan.

   The history of Contra Costa justice and American justice in general might very well accept the
bold statement of the 10 feet tall block letters facing the courthouse as opposed to some form of
violence in response to injustice.

  All Lives Matter is another phrase or slogan.  All Lives Matter and they have always Mattered. Am I guilty of a 'hate crime' for expressing my opinion?

 The courage to defend free speech against the heated emotions of the moment is a test for all Americans we have to succeed at if we want to hold on to this fragile experiment in freedom. The work is far from over.

   https://sanfrancisco.cbslocal.com/2020/08/04/martinez-couple-accused-of-defacing-black-lives-matter-mural-plead-not-guilty-to-hate-crime-charge/

  https://martinezgazette.com/black-lives-matter-mural-painted-on-martinez-street/

  I almost always enjoy and find informative the commentary that follows any article...

 Song Monette says:
My child and I have lived in Martinez over 16 years.. active in school functions, sports and band there has always been this slight of favoritism with many of the organizations that we’ve encountered. Yet I speak, solely of the racisms and stereotypes that were projected to my well spoken, intelligent, talented and gentle spoken daughter the challenges she had to overcome growing up in Martinez. I decided to send my daughter else where after 8 years of Martinez school system due to being exposed to a culture that was inclusive based and not “old boy and/or old girl” mentality. The Junior High and their facilitators should be closely monitored in reference to their connection to family connections of “generational Martinez folks” and how such narrow visions can limit the minds of our youth portraying a world that is not correct conducive to “heirarchy of connections”.. this too is about Black Lives Matter. The need for superiority can exist anywhere as history has shown and is showing today. I have meet beautiful people here in Martinez despite the constant struggles of my skin. My daughter, her experiences here I hope now older can help her realize that ”shes amazing” as the day we first meet.. Years ago while dropping my daughter off to Jr. high Martinez, a parent says in the parking lot of school “go back to where you came from.” I reported to the Martinez Police. The Officer made my daughter and myself safe with his response and actions. He went to that person’s home due to me writing the driver license down and told him if anything happens to my daughter or myself that he would be charged with a hate crime. This man from the school parking lot stalked me for roughly one month as I dropped my kiddo off to school. I appreciate the school superintendent Mr. C, the few but touching family along the way that had genuine love for my daughter and for me. It can say today, seeing BLACKLIVESMATTER downtown Martinez in front of courtsakes me feel more than proud to be apart of this community.. my home residence over 16 yrs.
  1. I am terribly sorry for the disrespect shown your family. The same Junior High school you speak of is where I danced my first jitterbug with a handsome black teen. I asked him! He accepted. It was one of the best memories in my life. Many of the teen girls started asking him to dance. That was 70 years ago! Skin color has never changed my mind about respect for others.

 

 There's enough in these two letters to make me say again ... Hooray for America! We can get through this and keep on growing together. The power to influence the world by our actions and our own lives best not be underestimated. My own visit to Martinez a weeks ago was informative and inspiring, the world is much more a verb than a noun, we are alive and not constrained by anyone else's fear nor labels.

  Views of Martinez..... 
                                             American Justice ... CoCo CountyCourthouse


... grow.

                                                                    ....greetings

                                                           
                                                    .... with California Nomads in Martinez

                                                   
                                                      ...  more Nomad Ecology? Martinez


John Muir,  Martinez resident
Communicator to Civilization
Love your Mountains and all Nature


His beautiful home


                                                                 With his family,
                                                                 The Dog Rules..
                                                                  Muir the Racist?
                                                             Better ask what is Racism,
                                                             than was John Muir racist.

Fire in Oregon

  Tuesday Night.

   It’s 10:33 PM in the fine little cabin at the New World Farmstead run by my sister Genie, her Husband Glenn and their daughter Emma. We are about 15 minutes our of downtown Eugene but very rural. The Douglas pines tower over the small cabin I am in, that looks out on the Barn, Chicken Coops, the new house being built and the little valley.

  The generator was just switched off as is done to save fuel at night. The internet stops working, I have 31% charged laptop that might last me to finish this journal entry. 

   ‘Get out of California and have some clean air to breathe..’ a friend told me the day before I left in an encouraging way. I had told him of my plans and responded that Oregon probably had fires too.
From the frying pan into the fire, a fine adventure, I think it shall be, even as Fire crews battle a blaze that started apparently the day I arrived and that has many people evacuated from their homes, probably a few (hopefully only) perished in the blaze in the town of Blue River west of us. The Fire would have to cross I-5 and the Willamette River to reach here. Someone else said if the winds picked up the fire could reach here in 3 hours, I doubt that scenario, right now and much of the day the winds seemed to have stopped as is predicted for tomorrow. 

   The smoke filled area created this chill to the air, sun blocked, temps in the afternoon of about 60. Strange … Monday when I arrived it was clear blue sky temps around 90. We had a delightful picnic dinner on Monday evening out on the lawn with the family not only had I arrived but a ‘woofer’ (something like World Organic Optimist Farmers entry Rebels) had arrived that day and a friend dropped in so we were having this … delightful time…. Hah! Now that I think about it, the yellow jackets who it seemed were going to ruin the dinner left us alone… probably had nothing to do with things but by the time we were putting things away we could smell and almost taste smoke drifting in. We looked at the trees swaying and wondered which way the fire was coming from.

  By the time I headed off to ‘my’ cabin the wind had really picked up. There was talk that maybe I could sleep in the unfinished house but I didn’t think I had to worry about falling trees. I won’t even get into (right) the weirdness of some animal trapped somehow within the walls of the cabin … driving me crazy. For 30 minutes I tried to figure it out what it was, where it was, it would stop and then go off, this while the wind was gusting and small branches were dropping all around. The darnedest thing.. sad, weird I wasn’t going to sleep with this going on. I made plans to move down to the unfinished house, bring futons, bedding etc at first trip I paused at the doorway looking back up towards the hillside of pines, the cabin, the barn to the left … the wind was whipping, gusting. You can only imagine what flames somewhere were doing, as you could smell the smoke, hear the wind …. 
 Then I heard what I thought was a boom from the barn (maybe Genie says it was just the big Barn Door on its tracks getting getting caught the wrong way by a strong gust, and banging against the structure… about the same time Looking back to the cabin there was another Boom or Pop or something and suddenly I am looking at a strange light show… this coming from behind the cabin illuminating pine trees from behind it probably lasted 5 seconds not much more… The Glow was Pink then Orange and …. All the lights went out. 

 (The power on the computer says only 10% and it is in the red and when it goes out I am going to bed.. )

    I got Glenn who was of course already coming out and we went up the hill to investigate.. anyhow cut to the chase… No fires in our backyard. Except the one that God Willing (you know the Fire teams are doing their job as best they can)  will be stopped still about 40 miles away.

     Talk about evacuation over today’s dinner table let’s see 8 goats… 30 chickens … don’t forget the damn geese. (Forget the Geese.) Glenn will be working on the evacuation trailer tomorrow morning… Still between I-5 and the river and a goodly number of highways and roads I don’t see any of that being necessary … but. That’s what is going on here. 


    Wonderful food, great people, having a wonderful time. Glad you are not here! Cheers!

Labor Day Weekend - Amtrak

     Amtrak Labor Day Weekend …. 
     Emeryville to Eugene .. Sunday ... 

      Maybe I should have given this more thought.

      ‘Sigh….. Humanity!’

      That’s what I said when I looked down at the platform at  Sacramento Station/. The Coach car was about half filled…. Modern filled, as Amtrak has it, is every passenger has both seats to him or herself. Lumpy overweight strange shapes …. Now I am being unkind. But is that the sad truth of this country… too much. (See Wall E the movie.)

      A little later on …We just had stopped at Chico I guess …. strangely. for me, I had been asleep. I get up to use the rest room and change into long pants to stay warm through the night. The overly round man who got on in ‘Sacamenna’ is snoring  ,,, no mask. The guy in front of me I look down viewing his smart phone, No mask. I walk back to the end of the car about 2 to 1 no mask. I decide to do a full coach visual survey It evened up to about 50 % masked. Would it be nice if a conductor made the rounds during the night? Poor folks are probably overworked and underpaid. I wonder if they have given up. Is this standard for Amtrak? Did they not get a little prepped for Labor Day weekend? 

   In fairness to hard working under appreciated Amtrak workers the next morning the conductor over the PA system was announcing the draconian policies of on the third warning you will be exited off the train at the next stop, to cover your nose. I think I heard that .. (you know how some PA systems work? What did they just say?)

   Earlier in the evening a masked conductor asked for tickets from an unmasked passenger. I noted that as ‘loose’. On the AC Bus Line and on the Golden Gate Bus lines drivers will Bark at customers to get your nose covered. 

   I tighten my mask continually around my nose, as I write. Time to see if I can make it into dreamland again. Pulled a T-shirt over my head eventually and found an empty seat a few
Seats back from the snoring man. I got a few hours sleep last night in the early hours. I woke up and sure enough right there out the window bigger than a breadbox, Mt. Shasta.

  I got carried away taking pictures of the mammoth mountain, I have to always get reminded that the mountain is a double cone. The one still with it’s snow cover, the other just the brown volcanic …. …..