Politics and our Planet


I wrote this for my Facebook friends, but am also posting it here.

I love the life on this planet more than I love the humans, by far.  I am saying this final statement about why I vote and what I vote for, then it is over for me.  You can skim past this, disagree, whatever, but I feel this truth in my bones.

We are at a critical point in our ability to change the deadly course we are on with the planet, or not.  I think many people somehow think we will pull a rabbit out of a hat, but the problem is, that in the USA, I don’t see the political will to stop the polluting course we are on.  (I am not addressing other countries as I cannot vote nor change their minds — and frankly, it doesn’t matter because we are bigger and more screwed than most.)  I know a good deal about the oceans, geology, chemistry, biology and physics and see that we are screwed, and unfortunately are not only going to kill our grandchildren (and that isn’t enough to wake people up), but probably take most of the life on the planet with us.  And I love the life on this planet more than I love the humans, by far.  I am truly PRO-LIFE in the biggest sense of the word, not some sniggling stupid abortion-or-not sense of the word.  PRO-ALL-OF-LIFE.


It is a good idea to understand the difference between graphs where the line is steadily but gently rising, and exponential graphs which take us skyrocketing in a short time.  We’ve been polluting and occasionally cleaning up the planet for a long time, but the graph of destruction was a gentle hill.  Now it is a skyrocketing climb.  We don’t have 8 more years to change course.  We don’t have time to listen to CNN et all yammer on and manipulate us into feeling good or bad, feeling fear or hopeful.  At some point people have to wake up, and I don’t see that happening and so…

I have had it up to HERE *imagine hand on eyeballs* with the yammering about Clinton versus Trump.  The truth is, that at this juncture, we should be voting for the environmental president.  It won’t matter about human rights or law if we can’t drink the water, swim in the ocean, catch a couple fish, breathe the air, or have bees and other winged creatures doing the many many things that all of life does.  We have a symbiotic planet, and life gets along and supports each other, BUT WE DON’T.  We have screwed up, and our greed, righteousness and self-centeredness is not only going to kill us, but kill most everything else, which is the real tragedy.  I am grieving: whales (heart aches), manatee, seals, coral reefs, a million tropical fish, bees (my namesake), butterflies, herons (I watched them two days ago fishing in a polluted glyphosate river), redwoods (I am crying now), scrub oaks, California poppies, sweet-peas, sunflowers, and a billion other forms of life.  I am crying for the babies being born who will die, and if not, will not know how unbelievably beautiful our planet was.  

Most people don’t care.  They ignorantly hope for some miracle, but won’t be the miracle.  

Clinton versus Trump, Democrat versus Republican, they are the same when it comes to the real issue at hand, because this is a sine qua non — without this, nothing.  Without clean water, clean air, we are dead, and so, the bullshit that most banter on about means NOTHING.  Both candidates support Monsanto (and all polluting entities) and will not reign them in.  They both support fracking, and the dumping of pollution.  They both think it is just grand, like Obama, to go for deep-sea drilling.  They both support war-for-profit in the guise of *danger-danger*, that never ending bullshit that they keep you all hooked into through the terrorism they themselves have procreated.  God we are a stupid species.

I am sick to death of Clinton supporters acting holier than thou and damming those that are unhappy that we don’t have an environmental candidate.  You can’t even tell the truth about the woman you want for President — can’t even be honest about her incredible shortcomings.  I am sick about those that praise Obama as if he gives a crap about this environment, and his own girls.  Do not blame the Republicans.  Democrats are every bit as fucked up on the important issues with few exceptions.

I am done.  I love many of you, but I cannot tolerate the bullshit neverending stupidity.  I am blocking those that espouse the craziness, unsubscribing to the fights for this all to change, etc., because the truth is, it was time for people to wake up and people are too stupid, and so there is nothing to do.  I cannot do anything, and frankly, even the bullshit petitions we sign go nowhere.  NO WHERE.  

“Don’t be so predictable,” Trungpa Rinpoche, from the lojong.

I have 30 years on this planet if I am lucky, and am letting go of what humans will leave their grandchildren.  I have none, and thought that was unfortunate but now I am glad, because I won’t wonder what will happen to them when the oceans die, the bees die, and the birds die.  Hell will be right here, and so, now I simply hope I don’t have to see it.  I am coming to the whats-so of what is coming, and will enjoy what I can, and move away from the continual stream of stupidness that is so.  If I vote, it will only be for environmental issues, if there are any on the ballot.

I will paint, I will love my loved ones, I will look at the beauty of art, watch the moon, feel the rain, and I might paint more.

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So, Which Is It?


It's Fine.

I’m scared to post this. I’m afraid of alienating people I love, people I interact with on a daily basis, people whose friendships I value. I wouldn’t say this if it hadn’t been weighing heavy, like a 50 pound weight on my tongue every time I open my mouth to say something and stop before it comes out because I don’t want to stir the pot. I don’t want anyone to be mad at me. I don’t want to hurt anyone’s feelings. But I can’t, in good conscience, do that anymore.

I live with a certain degree of privilege. Monetary privilege? Not so much. But social privilege? Absolutely. I am part of a demographic that is perceived as the LEAST THREATENING to society. I’m a White Lady. Further, I’m a Southern White Lady. Still further, I’m a Heterosexual, Cis-Gender, Southern White Lady who Happens to be the Married Mother of Two…

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Native American 10 Commandments

I don’t know whether there are commandments in any Native American tradition (and I have studied two) or if these are in any way true; it is a bit like Buddha’s sayings, many of which are not even close to what Buddha might have said, but they are great nonetheless.  These are a good set of ten rules to live by:

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We are so stressed right now — work stress, deadlines….

Laughter saves us!
If you don’t know Simon’s Cat
here is the gift that will keep on giving!



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I wanted to be a Marine Biologist

I wanted to be a Marine Biologist…

It was all about the whales and other sea life.
I spent most of my time (growing up) IN the ocean,
not laying on the sand.

This would be my idea of a good time —
alas, I get DEATHLY  seasick in any kind of boat.
Dry heaves retching until I pass out seasick.
So unless I planned to swim everywhere, I’d be in trouble.

Maybe I’ll come back as a Mermaid.

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Originally posted on Tropical Affair:
In less than a week, the most devasting flooding in decades has overtaken the beloved city of my youth. And I have seen hardly a news report about it. Thousands will lose their homes, their…

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Statues for Sale

Downsizing, and selling a few special statues that have not been part of our actual altar but sat on bookcases and such, or were gifted to me.

The brazier has been used (more images on another page), and we are keeping the copper one and selling this one.  7.5-inch tall bronze brazier with lotus base, four elephant heads, fire mirrors, serpent handles and decoration, clouds create a stunning brazier or incense burner. Bowl (brazier) separates from the base, so the piece is in three parts: Base (Elephant heads), brazier (serpents and clouds with lotus decoration around top edge) and top, with serpent handle and cloud decor. We used it for incense on charcoal, and an occasional special puja.  Brazier and base are not secured, and so move a bit — it has always been that way.


Contact me by writing a message if you are interested —
I will not publish message but contact you.  Best, Kate

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