Cleaning out the house for new renters brought a few thoughts to mind today. I thought about what I learned over 10 years ago from environmental cleaning expert Bridget Gardner about non-toxic cleaning. She said the best thing to use is hot water and a microfiber cloth with a bit of elbow grease. So that’s what I used.

I thought about how much I hate cleaning, especially stuff that 1) will be dirty again in minutes, 2) you can hardly tell it was cleaned and 3) won’t be appreciated by those it’s being cleaned for. But I couldn’t not clean.  Oh did I mention, cleaning up after other people, yeah, I love that, not. However, I expected it to be worse.

I thought about how gendered cleaning is. That might be related to why I hate it so much. In fact, I don’t really want to talk about it anymore. Actually, I’ll make one exception.

The technology that helps me clean. At our new place, we have a couple of robot vacuums that clean the floors. They’re not perfect but they are pretty good. I like having them. I also really appreciate our dishwasher, washing machine and dryer. I love how much time they save me and reduce the need for me to clean things. I’m grateful to be alive at a time when this is a possibility.

Boring Post

I worked a shift with RED today, for a fashion show/awards night for Blue Illusion at the ballroom of the Regent Theatre. WOW, what a gorgeous venue, very Romeo & Juliet. I was glad to know all of the people on the crew, had worked with each of them at least once before. Including the woman I did my first two shifts with who got very annoyed with all my questions. This is the second job I’ve been on with her since and I was convinced she still held it against me. It was killing me that I was the newbie that asked too many questions, because she seems really cool. She barely made eye contact with me today, and when I asked if she needed a hand Continue reading

Eating from our Garden

I squeezed my own orange juice yesterday morning, not from our oranges, but from the Tangellos (mandarin-grapefruit cross) we got from Emma’s Grandma’s place near Mildura a few weeks ago. Lots of seeds but the taste was worth it!

I found a potato in the tub of spuds and we put it, sliced, on the BBQ with the fish and it was really tasty!

I’ve been eating a fair few nectarines and thinking about what to do with the rest of them as they start to ripen, you can pick soft ones from the tree now! We’re thinking stewed nectaries, maybe dehydrate some of them, freeze a few more. The fresh ones are much better cold, tho eating them fresh and hot is interesting.

The peaches didn’t fare so well, we got a few but it was a bit too hot as they were ripening and many of them cooked on the tree and had bugs in them. I am surprised that I’m enjoying the nectarines more than peaches and not from availability.

The apples are starting to get big and one fell in my bunny proofed section of garden under the orange tree and within a couple of days it was a tiny bird pecked core! No wonder the birds love our place so much, the feast on our fruit! I’d rather they left the strawberries more, i don’t mind sharing but we’ve only had a handful of the 20+ berries that have fruited.

I feel really blessed to have this food from my garden but it’s alot of work and it’s a bit tricky learning to deal with bugs and other nasties when you want to raise them naturally, no chemicals for me thanks! I’m learning what grows where and how to protect the plants from some of the things that want to eat them, and find nice surprises like a handful of rasperries, hiding under the leaves, not visible to birds! And the potato was a nice surprise too.

The joy of having food to eat in your own back yard is such a treat, despite the challenges, like empty rain water tanks, and its’ not even February! I used mains water for the first time this year. Praying for rain amid my gratitude for the long and sporadic harvest!


in this moment

In this moment i have very little to say, however, it’s been a long time since my last post and my journey has meandered a great deal with hardly a moment to blog! Much less provide new coordinates of my location to my communities! So this is simply to say, i’m here, in this moment, and having just returned from a weekend workshop of Deep Ecology/Work that Reconnects facilitation skill building, i feel renewed, with a fresh perspective of what’s next.

I have been reading the book Presense by Peter Senge, Otto Sharmer et el and it’s blowing my mind. I’ve been connecting to a few others who have also been influenced by it and am looking for ways to move forward with the ideas. Whole systems change is really what i’m up for, what i’m here for, what i’m hungering for.

One of the last processes we did at the workshop this weekend was “Letter from Gaia”. Second time i’ve done it, and said very similar stuff, to focus on writing my book and to trust, focus on my own process than what it may provide for others. Its’ a birthing process and a rebirthing process. It it my role as midwife of the new and hospice of the old.

That’s what’s here for me to share in this present moment.

King Kong & Princess Leia Jungle Surfing

We made it back safe and sound from Queensland. It was wet season and flooding followed us but never impeded our way. Some heavy rains were no fun to drive thru but the lightning was cool and did a great job of illuminating the very dark surrounds.
We had a fantastic time and did SO much. We flew to Brisbane on New Years Eve, our flight was delayed an hour and our hostel was on the south side so getting to the gay pub was not only unlikley but our desire to go anywhere was minimal. We still managed to watch the fireworks from the hostel balcony. The poor weather had fireworks cancelled in the Gold Coast just south of us.

On Jan 2 we picked up our Wicked Camper and started our trek to Port Douglas. In Bundaberg we toured the Rum distillery (i can still smell the molasses vat!) and the Ginger Beer brewery. Mon Repos Turtle Rookery was in the middle of egg laying season so we got to watch a turtle build a nest and lay over a hundred ping pong sized eggs.

In Townsville the Aquarium, Reef HQ captured our fascination, sharks, turtles, starfish, sea snakes, maori wrasse, baramundi… Learned a fair bit about the reef and what to expect, there was a climate change educational display and a section about how different generations regarded the reef and didn’t realize they were depleting the fish stocks. It was really well done.

Most of the way up the coast the threat of box jellyfish prevented any swimming, even the ‘stinger nets’ we saw were closed cuz people were still getting stung!

We crossed the tropic of Capricorn into the humid tropics and rainforest. A cave system we visited had a cool light display from a particular hole that allowed sunlight in around noon at the time of year we were there, not as spectacular as Bucchan Caves but pretty cool.

More about the rainforest in the next installment.

ecological self expression (Seeds2 inspired)

She spoke loudly to me. Simple messages in her multitude of expressions. Banana Slug taught me about responsiveness. The rocks crumbling into the sea spoke of impermanence. ‘This too shall pass.’ Frogs echoed in time, mini-scale creatures creating a deafening sound. Calling the rain, in praise of pure water for survival. Something larger than individual species or landscapes at stake.

She knows i can feel it, in dreams she tells me i have a message for the world. My mind listens to the voice of doubt, that i’m too young, that no one will listen. But this time her voice rose above the uncertainty. It’s time to put the excuses aside, let my love for the earth sing loudly, to share what it feels like to be loved back by the earth. To feel held by her arms extending in tree branches. To know that the deeper my sorrow, the brighter the joy shines out of the other side of my tears. To feel deeply the pain of the world and consequentially, the deep love of earth, of my larger body, my ecological self.

Earth love is self love, when the earth loves you back, it’s oneness. She is me, i am her.

In Van

We’ve been staying with Stacy in vancouver, been fab!

now we’re at Ashely’s, the host of this blog!

he got my phone to work so now i can finally call people!

we went to the dyke march the day after we got here (4hr delay on our flight from SFO to YVR) and the pride march the day after that, which was only yesterday!

We’ve been gone a week and feels like 3! Loving it here, having a great time, will be going to Kelowna on Thursday.

Heat Wave

PHEW! Two days ago it was a pleasant spring, warm and even cool. Now it’s 33 at 7pm. A bit of a shock, and not fun to ride in let me tell you! The hot wind blowing pollen and bits of trees, etc. makes for an added challenge. I actually wore sunglasses more for keeping stuff out of my eyes than for the sun today. Tho my ride home left me with really sore eyes, not to mention the head wind!

It’s the Anniversary weekend, neither me or emma is working tomorrow, and we are going out tonight but i have lots to do before then, and i’m blogging to procrastinate! Will let you know how the weekend goes.

a year already

It’s been a year already since i’ve been in Oz! i’m sending out a big update to everyone, it was January since i sent the last one! Seems insane, it went so slow to start with and now time just keeps speeding up! My life has changed so much, who i am has changed to much.

I finally bought a copy of ‘What the Bleep do we Know’ yesterday! Watched it with Emma last night, thougth her scientific mind would be intrigued but she was looking for concrete evidence. Maybe she’ll get more out of it the second time, it was my 6th time seeing it. Totally affirms my life and especially since i did the Landmark Forum. It’s like the ‘how to’ version, how you can create your life and get freed up from past crap that you didn’t know was running your life.

Be skeptical all you like, i was but i’m much happier now, having given up my skepticism, i still have doubts about Landmark and there’s stuff i don’t like but i don’t let it spoil the rest of my experience, just like how my relationship is with some of my family memebers, they may have different and way more conservative and ultimately right-wing values from me but doesn’t mean i can’t love them for who they are as humans and as kin. Nor do they condemn me for being gay or left or a greenie even if they have a fundamentally different perspective or lifestyle.

I realized how much time i spend looking for whats wrong, man does that take up a lot of energy and zap my vitality. And living in that headspace sucks, it’s no fun, i don’t want to wallow in that, i want to soar. I was so invested in being right about everything else being wrong that i didn’t even think of what it would be like to get beyond that state of mind.

The impact on my activism has been great, especially my experience with Stillness in Action in combination of what i got from doing the Forum, i don’t have to be so focused on how fucked things are, i can accept that and move on to making a difference, articulating my vision and taking action. Like doing the Peak Oil Workshop. More on that another time.

Anyway this tangent is taking away from getting that update out, chances are you were directed from there to here, so it’s a done deal by the time you’re eyes are cast on these words.
Ah the nebula!

PS if you want other links on Peak Oil, or some on Landmark let me know, wikipedia has a balanced treatmen of it and this is my fave, go to adventures #2, and do check what #1 is.