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Craig's avatar

Jamie, thank you for clarifying. Perhaps I misread your post about the convoy. With these hcharged topics I’ll be the first to admit my lens isn’t always clear of bias in “how I interpret” what I read. Case in point, you said anti vaxxer and I read it through the lens of my own wounds . I’m not one to typically post comments but I have reverence for how you deliver your message and your keen insight. I’m trying myself to regularly reboot to that centre point as a practice. Thank you for challenging me and for your levity. Can you share the two Convoy posts?

It was a couple of years ago but I found the talk. I believe It was promoting Recapture the Rapture. It prompted me to buy your book and introduced me to your work.

https://youtu.be/Pbnn2X2fVvA?si=d-jWq6NZcq8G4RJI

Absolutely brilliant! How you brought all of that wisdom together and articulated it is a gift. I took the time to listen again and as someone who has been through the death and rebirth Initiation several times throughout my life, and most recently alchemizing cancer through the principles you describe in your talk, it was so helpful to me in understanding my journey with more clarity than before. I’m glad this exchange brought me back to that YouTube video.

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Appreciating the particular emphasis on the fundamentals of habitability. This morning at 5 am, on my way to the Austin airport to fly back to Boston, I spent 30 minutes in a lyft with a genial south Texan driver who wasted no time letting me know how much he disapproves of liberals, city governments, "that black lives matter crap," and the "homeless people tearing up the city." Although some of his language triggered my inner woke libtard, I rode it out because, you know, it was 5 am... and also because it was clear that he was genuinely sad about the state of the city and from his POV the ways it had become unlivable. When I asked him where he lived now, he said Canyon Lake, and described the gorgeous clear water and the houses surrounding the lake. That must be great, I said. Yeah, he replied, except our water is as low as it's ever been. Over 1.5 feet below the usual low water line. It ain't good. Damn, I said. Then we were at the airport. As I trundled my way onto the massive sky bus that would soon be belching out emissions (sorry, still probably gonna talk about that too) it struck me that his fear about the state of his home land might be the one place where an aging Boston millennial and a South Texan good ol boy could sit together and agree that yeah, things ain't good. If we're going to survive the road ahead, we're going to have to get a lot busier at making ourselves home in a natural world that no longer functions the way it did when we built all these cities, and suburbs, and strip malls and airports that serve as our current standard for the good life

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