Tuesday, 12 February 2019

Clouds in Each Paper


This commentary on the Diamond Sutra is by Vietnamese Buddhist monk Thich Nhat Hanh (2002) found here.  He introduces a new verb, “interbeing” to help us understand the web that we are a part of.

Thich Nhat Hanh
If you are a poet, you will see clearly that there is a cloud floating in this sheet of paper. Without a cloud, there will be no rain; without rain, the trees cannot grow: and without trees, we cannot make paper. The cloud is essential for the paper to exist. If the cloud is not here, the sheet of paper cannot be here either. So we can say that the cloud and the paper inter-are.
"Interbeing" is a word that is not in the dictionary yet, but if we combine the prefix "inter" with the verb "to be", we have a new verb, inter-be. Without a cloud, we cannot have paper, so we can say that the cloud and the sheet of paper inter-are.
If we look into this sheet of paper even more deeply, we can see the sunshine in it. If the sunshine is not there, the forest cannot grow. In fact nothing can grow. Even we cannot grow without sunshine. And so, we know that the sunshine is also in this sheet of paper. The paper and the sunshine inter-are.
And if we continue to look we can see the logger who cut the tree and brought it to the mill to be transformed into paper. And we see the wheat. We know that the logger cannot exist without his daily bread, and therefore the wheat that became his bread is also in this sheet of paper. And the logger's father and mother are in it too. When we look in this way we see that without all of these things, this sheet of paper cannot exist.

We are familiar with the narrative of separation.  It is the narrative that seems to be running the world. It is the narrative that tells us there is scarcity, that competition is the norm and that we are separate from each other and from nature.

 What would it be like to explore the narrative of inter-being?  How would you tell the story of your life?  How would you tell the story of your family, your community, your country, our world?

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Tuesday, 5 February 2019

Cottagers and Indians



Drew Hayden Taylor
“There are no real heroes or villains in a story like this, only people trying to look after their families,” says Drew Hayden Taylor about his play Cottagers and Indians.  This play is based on the true story of James Whetung from Curve Lake First Nation who has been planting wild rice or manoomin (in Anishinaabemowin) in Pigeon Lake and other lakes near Peterborough and the reactions of cottage owners on these lakes.

The set is a simple lake backdrop with two sides on the stage.  On one side is a canoe, manoomin growing, the water and a shore.  On the other side is a dock, a blue plastic Muskoka chair, a barbeque, a bottle of wine and potted plants.  Arthur Copper, played by Billy Merasty speaks from the canoe side of the stage while Maureen Poole, played by Carmen Grant speaks from her dock.  They take turns telling their “side” of the story to the audience and occasionally interact with each other.

Carmen Grant and Billy Merasty
As is the case, when people are talking about a disagreement, the dialogue is winding, going back and forward in time, bringing in the personal stories of the two speakers, their points of view backed up with authorities being cited.  Taylor uses humour sprinkled throughout, as well as the wide range of emotions that the two speakers express to carry the audience through the storytelling.

It is revealed in the back and forth that Arthur Copper (who represents James Whetung) is planting manoomin which traditionally grew in these lakes, to provide a healthy food for First Nations people who have a very high rate of diabetes due to eating a more “modern” diet of fast food and sugar.  He talks about food sovereignty.  He harvests the rice sometimes with a canoe is the traditional way but also with an air boat to increase harvesting so he can share the seed with other First Nations.  He shares the traditional story of the importance of manoomin and its important place in the culture of the Anishinaabeg.  He demonstrates the traditional way of harvesting it, used for thousands of years.  His goal is to return to a healthier lifestyle that will sustain the people.

Maureen Poole, who represents the cottage owners who disagree with the planting of wild rice, speaks about how she doesn’t like the look of the plants and claims that they get in the way of boating and swimming.  She adds that Copper’s boat makes a lot of noise.  But as she keeps telling her story, it is revealed that her husband has become sick and has died.  Her two kids have grown up and moved far away.  She wants the cottage to stay the same as she has always known it as a way of holding onto that part of her life.  As she speaks, she swirls her glass of white wine, drinking it, attending to the organic chicken on the barbeque and using all the skills she acquired in her HR job to bring in the government, the threat of a law suit and pressuring the Chief of Copper’s First Nation.

The two actors connect a number of times during the performance. Sometimes they argue as one would expect.  But when they both reveal that they have lost a family member to disease, there is the very human and believable pause while they express their condolences and respond in their own cultural ways.  Copper offers tobacco and prayers for Maureen’s husband and Maureen makes a donation to the Juvenile Diabetes fund for Copper’s daughter.

Taylor manages to paint a backdrop of the current reality by mentioning issues such as Residential School, Murdered and Missing Indigenous Women and the use of the term “settler” but these are not discussed directly.

I saw this play in Orillia last week in a sold-out performance.  The audience laughed loudly along with the actors.  In a Q & A session with the actors after the play, the question of the use of humour was discussed.  Actress Carmen Grant replied that when people are laughing, they are open, they can hear the ideas expressed and perhaps think about things differently.  Actor Billy Merasty pointed out that humour is a vital part of Indigenous culture and is perhaps the reason that Indigenous people have survived so much hardship.

Actors and presenters after the Orillia performance sitting at the end. Maureen's "dock"

I’m sure that various parts of the performance spoke differently to each viewer but I found the way that they both saw the lake fascinating.  For Maureen, the lake was really the surface of the lake, clear, open and perhaps most importantly for her -- unchanging.  It was for boating and swimming.  In a life that had too many difficult changes for her, the lake was her constant. But the lake was not her home, it was where she retreated to, away from her normal life.  Copper saw the lake as a complex, living bioregion that included plants, fish and animals, one that he was a part of as well, harvesting food and giving tobacco as thanks.  He saw the lake as dynamic, alive and always changing. The lake was his home.

I found it really interesting to watch this performance as well as very funny.  Listening to the two “sides” speaking made me think about the current narratives that we hear at this time in Canada.  We hear sound bites on the radio, see news on the TV and read articles which quote both “sides”.  But rarely do we get to see Indigenous and non-Indigenous people together.  If we do, there is often such a power imbalance that dialogue is impossible.  I wondered what might happen if Maureen got off of her dock and into a canoe, if she got to help harvest the manoomin, if she took part in a community feast.  I wondered what might happen if she invited Arthur onto her dock for some chicken, if she learned more about the effects of diet on juvenile diabetes. 

I had to agree with Taylor that there are no heroes or villains in the story although Maureen was not very likable while Copper was funny and friendly.  It was harder to listen to Maureen’s story about the privilege of having two homes and expecting to control everything around her so that she wasn’t inconvenienced.  It was only as she told the story of her husband’s illness and death that I could connect with her.  But then she snapped back into using her anger as a coping mechanism as she dug into the fight with Copper.

No one “won” or “lost” the argument in the play.  On the surface, people might agree with one or the other character.  But the real story here, is I think, about how we need to learn to listen to each other and learn how to be in dialogue in order to find a way forward.  We need to step out of our comfort zones and offer spaces to listen, to listen with a view of understanding the other’s point of view.

Cottagers and Indians is presented by Tarragon Theatre in Toronto.  You can check it out on their website.

If you want to listen to James Whetung  speak about why manoomin is so important, check it out here:




Tuesday, 29 January 2019

Hospice Workers and Midwives




Sometimes, the most important thing, is to ask the right question, says Daniel Wahl, PhD in a talk based on his book Designing Regenerative Cultures. Wahl is a Sustainability Educator who works in sustainable community design.  

In talking about the great upheavals of this present time, Wahl uses language that is  easy to relate to on an individual level.   He feels that we need to be both hospice workers to the old system that is passing away and midwives to the new system that is being born. 

Wahl does not use the revolutionary language of killing, ending, or murdering but instead uses the more feminine approach of allowing something to pass away in its due time. He doesn’t use the aggressive language of imposing or forcing a new system onto people.  Instead, he uses the language of birthing.  Wahl feels that it is useful to recognize the old system patterns that are still working in us.  Then we can be compassionate and understanding in hospicing those patterns, to let them go and resolve.  We can also be enthusiastic and visionary about the new story that is coming into being.

This language struck me because I understand hospice or palliative care which is gentle and nurturing.  It allows someone to pass away with dignity and with as little pain as possible.  I understand midwifery which allows someone to come into the world as gently as possible while the baby and mother are nurtured and supportes for this difficult passage.

Wahl asks two important questions: “What things do we need to be hospice workers for?” And, “What things do we need to be midwives for?”  He asks these questions for us as individuals, communities and globally. 

Wahl did not give specific answers to these questions as he believes that these questions are important for each of us to think about. I have been mulling them over for a few weeks now, trying to answer these questions for myself personally.  I found it difficult to apply these questions to myself.  I think the hardest part was acknowledging that I have the choice to hospice and midwife things compassionately, gently, for myself.  That put me in the proverbial driver’s seat. 

Wahl feels that it is important to answer these questions for ourselves personally because we are part of nature.  If it is good for us, then it must be good for nature, for our communities, for our world.  I spent time with these questions and some answers began to bubble up.  For instance, I want to hospice the idea that I am on my own and that any problem must be solved in my own head.

Here is an example of this way of thinking.  Last week it was extremely cold and my four-year-old car, which I still think of as new, would not start.  Even worse, the hood latch was frozen closed.  Anxiety rose quickly since I spent years and years driving old cars and running into trouble.  I reasoned that I could call the roadside help line but the hood wouldn’t open.  I came inside and told my partner who very calmly came outside with tools and a flashlight to have a look.  Together we thought of applying heat and he had a little heater which we aimed at the frozen latch.  A few minutes later the hood was up and he started my car with jumper cables from his car which luckily did start.  I called my mechanic and asked him if he had any batteries since mine was obviously worn out.  He told me he would order one and I could come in that afternoon so he would install it.  Later that day, it was all solved.  My old way of thinking, that I had to solve this problem on my own needs to be hospiced, to be allowed to pass away.  Clearly, it is not a helpful way of thinking and only leads to anxiety.  Getting help from people who are good at this sort of thing makes much more sense.  That is a way of thinking that I want to be a midwife to.  When a problem emerges, feel the support of the web that I am a part of.

To apply this example to a community or more globally, would be to move from  more isolated, protectionist ways of solving problems, to a more cooperative, co-creative way of solving problems.  This can happen easily if the problems are big enough.  But it does require letting go of the notion of solving problems with limited resources and knowledge and midwifing the idea that using the collective knowledge and intelligence of more people will provide a better diversity of solutions.

Dr. Daniel Wahl
Wahl believes that asking the right questions is important.  He believes that the new story will be born from the answers to these questions. 


How would you answer these questions in your own life?  What is it that you want to hospice?  What is it that you want to be midwife to?


Tuesday, 22 January 2019

About Magic...


My friend shared these words and this encaustic picture with me and now with you…

God is alive Magic is afoot…
Leonard has got me thinking
About magic… 
How I need magic, 
feel magic,
am enlivened by magic, where I find magic.
In a forest
or on the water,
At sunrise and sunset,
Gazing at the night sky,
Gardening for flower and food,
Feeling the wind, hearing the whirr of wing, buzz of bee,
With dog and horse and rabbit and deer.
Moving in all kinds of weather,
And on… listening
In short, magic is 
an energy in 
all the natural world.
Magic is in me and those I meet.
We are part of the natural world.

Does magic provide the communication pathways
To share “language” between all the aspects of creation?
Or maybe magic is the communication itself, 
Listen…

Like music’s vibration, sound revealing
Limitless facets of
Singular beauty in our world
And the complex relationships
Our interdependence creates

When we no longer pretend to be outside of the natural world
And take our place deeply embedded,
Grateful for all that is within and between.
Then our responsibility to oneness is natural,
Sacred,
Magical.




Tuesday, 15 January 2019

A Friend's Face and Feathered Friends


My partner and I were walking through the forest.  I was feeling a bit lonely.  We stopped to hand feed chickadees sunflower seeds and at that same moment, bumped into an old friend coming from the opposite direction on the same trail.  This poem tells the rest of the story…..

photo: David Papp

Whirring wings
Whirrrrrrrrring in my ears
Feathered flashes
Flashing before my eyes
Trying to focus
On the face before me
Trying to hear
What she was saying
While incessant whirring
Frequent flashing
Fought for my attention
Her face and
The feathered frenzy
The face beamed pleasure
The whirring ignited joy

Seemingly all alone
And then suddenly
A friend’s face and feathered friends
Belied that foolish assumption
The hubris of thinking one can
Step outside of all our relations
That we can be unrelated
That we can step outside of the web
And be a lone

And then a spider suspended
Impossibly by slender silk
From cedar branch crossing the path
In December
Web weaver waving in the breeze
Whispers gently
So you thought you were alone?

On a January morning, on the same trail, the story was told again:

Avian Ambassadors

Two days past, the snow came
Now, bright sun shining reveals
The forest story in black and white
Like a news report of happenings.

Two humans walked here before us
We follow their tracks on the ski trail.
Crossing the path perpendicularly from
Cover to cover are the footpawhoofprints

Of mice, voles, rabbits and hares,
Ruffed Grouse, squirrels and deer.
While, running “beside” ours
Are the carnivores: coyote and fox.

Our open trail makes for easy movement
And provides intersections points with those
Who dash from cover into the open
And back again.

Reminders that we are not alone
In the forest, on the land.
Our footprints are in the minority
As we visit this home of our relations.

And the only forest dwellers that we meet
With our eyes and our ears and our hands
Are the bold chickadees who have trained us
With a little call to open hands filled with seeds.

These wise winged ones bridge the gap
Between the forest dwellers
And we, the visitors.
Avian ambassadors announcing
“You are home!”



Tuesday, 8 January 2019

RAVEN Victories 2018

Here are the victories that RAVEN (Respecting Aboriginal Values and Environmental Needs) for 2018.  RAVEN raises funds for Indigenous Court Challenges to protect the land and water for all of us.  You can learn more about their work on their website.



Tuesday, 1 January 2019

Downie Wenjack New Year Review


Here is the first of several 2018 Year in Review pieces that I will do in January.  It is important to celebrate the new story that is being created in our midst.

Although the Downie Wenjack Fund is only a few years old, this Indigenous led organization of Indigenous and non-Indigenous people is making an impact.  Here is their summary for 2018:

But first, watch a 2 minute New Year's greeting from Mike Downie here.




Legacy Schools is a national initiative that was launched in September 2018.  The idea is to “engage young Canadians in acts of reconciliation through education and awareness of the history and impact of the Residential School System as well as current challenges facing Indigenous youth.” (DWF website) As you can see from the visual chart here, 322 schools registered,  840 Legacy toolkits were distributed in 6 provinces and territories, representing  1213 classrooms and 35,000 students.

Legacy Spaces is an opportunity for governments, corporations, organizatons and educational institutions to play a role in their communities towards reconciliation.  These are “designated spaces dedicated to providing accurate information regarding Indigenous history and our journey of reconciliation.  These spaces are meant to be safe and welcoming places where conversations about the past, present and future are facilitated and encouraged.”  There are now 21 active Legacy Spaces across Canada.

Gord Downie's legacy is alive and well and growing. This is an exciting new story that is happening all around us.


Photo: David Bastedo, Downie Wenjack website