Redwoods, McDonalds, Tinkle Fairies & Time-Tested Eco-Sustainable Solutions

Apr 26

In This Issue:

“If we did the things we are capable of, we would astound ourselves.” – You?

1. Expanding our view in the Redwoods, McDonalds, and Farmers Markets.
2. “April” inspiration by EE Cummings.
3. The Many Benefits of the USA’s Post-Industrial Era.
4. How and Why To Make Your Automobile (Body Temple) Run Hot! Brrmm Brrrm.

Advanced Health Tip: “Sleep on a hard surface, then the whole world feels soft. Eat greens for breakfast, then everything else tastes sweet.” – Happy

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Expanding Our View Energizes Our Approach. Observations in the Redwoods, McDonalds and Farmers Markets.

One hundred years ago, mercenary meant “one who works for money” rather than the definition of today “one who kills for money”, because it was considered the same thing, since working for money kills the soul.

This is one reason why I am so earnest about reminding each of us how important it is to live our unique “Godzillionaire Lifestyles” without hesitation. Prontisimo. None of us can afford to wait a moment more in hopes of earning  x number of dollars or degrees before fully and fabulously enjoying the magnificent life with which we have been so generously given today. True or true?

Raw Spirit Foraging update: For those Raw Friendlies on a budget, thanks to the recent 70-year trend of people shopping in stores, the foraging is phenomenally unharvested wherever we go. Beneath the Redwoods, for example, wild blossoming onions, heart-shaped violets and wild gingers, plus, sorrels, spearmint and miners’ lettuce, fill our salad bowls with ease.

We are campering here (yes, that is, as of now, a new verb in the English Blisstionary) in one of the most awe-inspiring groves of majestic towering redwoods, living here betwixt trailside forget-me-nots and creekside ferns, just one hour from the bustle of sprawling San Francisco.

Yet, virtually no one is here but us.

Due to the “Ecstatic Economy” (to quote myself) as well as Facebook, Twitter, videos, excessive emails and other distractions, parks are rarely frequented by visitors and are frequented rarely by any remaining over-worked, seasonal rangers who now fear the public. Do you realize what this means?  Millions and millions of acres of wilderness are at our beck and call, my friend, if we simply dare to step out and explore!

From our observation, the rampant violence for which the USA is evermore internationally infamous is happening mostly either on tv or in specific intercity intercultural war zones. Tv is generally a heck of a lot scarier than real life, and it has successfully scared many people into staying home, including some people you know.

Thus, the only person we met during our three days and nights here in this vast forest amidst venerable Redwoods was an African American woman who walked up to us one evening with her sleeping bag and pad strapped onto a light aluminum trolley with two bunjee-cords.

She asked us where to camp in the enormous park. “Wherever you like,” we told her. “We are the only ones here.”

For a moment we thought she might be homeless, and asked her how she arrived at the park. “I took a bus,” she said, smiling with pride of accomplishment. Now that’s guts! That’s what we are talking about.

High five for her and for everyone
who dares to dream and manifest a dream.

In contrast, back in the city, I dashed into McDonalds recently, heeding the call of what I call the “Tinkle Faerie”. The stall was stark, steel, grafitti-ed and prison-like.

Upon returning to the restaurant, I slowly and sadly saw the faces of the dozen people who were eating at the various plastic booths and tables: a cowering mother with her young slouching son, a man slumping over his dim, dirty laptop with his leg twitching rapidly, and other individuals each sitting alone, looking desperate and profoundly unhappy.

The Happy meals were evidently not working. How alarming that people choose to come in here by their own choice, magnetized by the down-and-out vibrations, somehow feeling at home, thinking that they have no other option.

I remember lunching at McDonalds once a week as a young child in the 1970s. It had an air of optimism and joviality. The place was packed with laughing children running around and convivial adults sporting business suits and dresses.

Forty plus years later, this visit was a powerful reminder that the raw vegan godzillionaire lifestyle is not only about quality of our food, but equally about the quality of our interactions, conversation and meeting places.

Why do we ever settle for less with our diet, exercise and associates?
We make dozens of choices each day. How can we aim for
the higher options, healthier choices and gladder paths?

From McDonalds we drove to San Rafael, CA’s Sunday morning Farmers’ Market at the Marin Center. We arrived at one of the most popular, joyous, hopping, musical and produce-diverse organic farmers markets in California. With delighted eyes and imaginations we experienced every raw pie our Raw Spirit Festival vendor friends were serving. We lightly sampled several booths serving up exotic raw chocolates, sipped a few of the local organic juices, from grapefruit to orange to apple-lemon to green juices, plus saw sophisticated smoothies, and an array of temperate fresh vegetables and fruits worthy of applause.

We highly recommend the local walnuts, kiwis, strawberries, enormous juicy heirloom tomatoes, and celebratory garden greens, especially the curled, sweet, old-style, fresh-this-morning-picked spinach that we love to eat straight out of the bag. We procured bouquets of herbs that would match those diverse varieties found in any market in the countryside of France. We discovered how tasty spearmint can be with wild greens, apples, tahini, raisins, lemons, lemon rind, walnuts, and please forgive me, a spoon of honey. Ooh la la!

Most nourishing of all were the new and old friends we enjoyed being with at the market as we strolled along in the sunshine among the smiling faces, singing birds and wildflowers on the walk to and from the market.  The spring-blossoming ambiance evoked this treasured April poem:


when faces called flowers float out of the ground
and breathing is wishing and wishing is having-
but keeping is downward and doubting and never
-it’s april(yes,april;my darling)it’s spring!
yes the pretty birds frolic as spry as can fly
yes the little fish gambol as glad as can be
(yes the mountains are dancing together)

when every leaf opens without any sound
and wishing is having and having is giving-
but keeping is doting and nothing and nonsense
-alive;we’re alive,dear:it’s(kiss me now)spring!
now the pretty birds hover so she and so he
now the little fish quiver so you and so i
(now the mountains are dancing, the mountains)

when more than was lost has been found has been found
and having is giving and giving is living-
but keeping is darkness and winter and cringing
-it’s spring(all our night becomes day)o,it’s spring!
all the pretty birds dive to the heart of the sky
all the little fish climb through the mind of the sea
(all the mountains are dancing;are dancing)

~ ee cummings


Benefits of the USA’s Post-Industrial Era. Rejoice That We Have Choice

100 years ago this redwood forest was just beginning to recover from the slaughter with thousands of slender young saplings amidst a couple hundred old growth trees.

150 years ago this forest was the site of the Pacific Coast’s first paper mill, plus a saw mill and village to support these operations. There were no trees at all save 200 that were spared from the saw mill.

200 years ago this forest was savagely wild and home to  hundreds of species of flora and fauna, including mammals in very large numbers, most of whom do not exist today. Most people do not realize that we have already lost 99% of the wild life that lived in the USA just 500 years ago.

Except for an occasional bird this immense forest is today quiet, oddly quiet, so much so that one’s heart beat sounds loud.

Many Americans who visit Alaska fall in love with Alaska because it still has a few remnant hints of how vastly abundant the Wild West was merely a seven generations ago.

In Alaska, the last herds of thousands of caribou still roam together in the Arctic Wildlife Refuge the way antelope and buffalo used to roam our prairie lands, while fish packed the streams in humungous numbers and varieties, and “a single flock of birds flew for three days above us like a dark cloud without us being able to see the sky”, wrote Audubon just 150 years ago.

We are the 7th Generation that native chiefs prophesized as they advised our ancestors to change their ways toward eco-sustainability.

What can we, the 7th Generation, do? If we are young enough, many of us can voluntarily reduce humanity’s population. Even if we attain the very rare fortune of giving birth to a Buddha or a Jesus, they too will consume resources.  Could it be the sheer size of many of our homes that make Americans the world’s largest consumers? Americans are beginning to reduce our living space by sharing homes and mansions rather than unnecessarily building new ones.

Industries started heading overseas a few decades ago. Today the USA  is gradually showing signs of becoming a well-off 2nd world country. Unprecedented architectural infrastructures have already been built from shopping malls to university campuses, that could house towns unto themselves.  There are  more than enough homes to house us all for decades to come – if we choose to share. The air is cleaner today than just a few decades ago. The pace is more natural – slower for many, especially the underemployed.

Where are those noxious smoke stacks seen and smelled in too many cities in the 1950s, 60s and 70s? Gone. Where are the toxic rivers polluted by those factories?  Those rivers are relatively clean today. Gone, too, are the diesel soot and lead gasoline fumes that once dirtied our cities air. Plus, Americans are driving less these days than we did five years ago.

Cognizant of the scale of the restoration tasks of many generations ahead, nearly every day I ask myself, “How can I be even more ecological today than I was yesterday?”

With the right gladitude, asking and answering this question is a very fun, ponderous, lifelong game to play! Rather than one sweeping move such as simply buying an electric car, and thereby absurdly feeling off the hook, it is the thousand little steps that count. For example, can I re-use the kitchen trash bag 20 times instead of 10? How can I be drive-free today? Is it possible to use a little more candle glow or moon light and a little less grid electricity? How can we reduce the use of paper products even further? Overseas, most people have never heard of paper towels. They simply use wash cloths, rags and cloth towels.

How to save water most enjoyably? Rather than flushing, our ancestors saved considerable water by by tinkling in the woods and poo-ing in natural crevasses and pits, thanks to low populations.

In days of yore, people lived by rivers, streams and lakes. With few exceptions such as the highly-advanced plumbing of Afghanistan and India’s ancient cities, people of antiquity took their baths in rivers and streams. Even today, this daily baptism proves to be a most joyous thing to do. Wild waters are even gladder than the happiness-containing waters of manmade pools and domestic bath tubs. Now that spring and summer are afoot, enjoy!


How and Why To Make Your Automobile (Body Temple) Run Hot! Brrmm Brrrm.

Here is a twist on how  we can save on heat and AC and maintain the chassis of our body vehicle:

1) Run. Just like a car, one’s automobile (your body) needs to be run for it to function properly. Running keeps the body’s heating and AC ducts clean and functioning so that we feel warmer when it is cold out and cooler when it is hot out. Thus, we only rarely need to turn on the heat and AC.

2) Top up your battery.  Beyond whatever else you normally drink, your body battery best be topped up with water with at least two glasses twice a day, upon rising and before dusk, as India’s yogis recommend.

3) Check the oil – not too much and not too little. An avocado a day keeps the medical industrial complex at bay.

4) Run thy engine. Walking is a good start. Walking and jogging is better. Adding in running to the mix is far better still. Top it off with wind sprints! Wind sprints are the icing on the cake or in our case, the spirulina in the salad.

Why run your automobile at top speed? If we don’t use the top gears, they will atrophy. What is the practical use of running in ever day life? Is it not more important to have a fast sports car than to be a fast sports car? In third world countries, school yards and inner cities, the ability to run is likely more useful, yet times are changing.

Because I can outrun and out sprint most men these days, aside from athletes, I feel safer in the wilderness and in cities than do most women – and men too. Plus, in more than one country, I have chased pick pockets through the streets and caught them. I have escaped aggressive gestures of several would-be rapists by running away at top speed.  I have run away from gun-firing battles, and run through storms in dangerous alpine wilderness situations to find safe shelter. The ability to run has saved my life.

While traveling in the tropics, when a jungle hotel manager decided to arbitrarily triple the hotel rate, knowing that we were in the middle of nowhere with no transportation, I decided to run and walk all day to the nearest village, and enjoyed every step of the way.

Fitness gives us options, and freedom is the greatest joy. Now that spring is here, please join me in saying, “I hereby renew my love for organic raw foods, running, walking, skipping, swimming, hiking, tinkling in the woods, and dreaming beneath the stars.”


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