My organization is hosting the bi-annual GROCC conference Monday & Tuesday Dec 17 & 18 2006.
What does GROCC stand for? Global Roundtable on Climate Change!
I assisted this afternoon in the space these important people will be sitting in - the Exon Mobile's, the General Electric's, the President of Iceland, boys like that... clan boys.

Anyway, as we were gaffing, and getting everything ready for "El Roundtable", I asked one of the writers to put together a bulletted list at the end of the conference of all the things we can DO as people to CHANGE the impeding crisis. We have the data, but do we have solutions?

Everyone paused and looked at me. "Umm, hahahha." was the response.

It seems no one believes anything can really be done. I'm like "We're the EARTH Insitute, for cryin' out loud. We're dealing with the UN, with the African Millenium Villages. Can't we get real and actually offer solutions?"

But the answer seems to be more complicated. Its all tied into peace keeping and money. Seems if someone slits the lie lose, the whole thing will collapse like a house of cards... crazy to think that people really will go to war over water. That's something you thought stayed in Science Fiction novels.

The Bush administration is drilling for water on the moon. Yeah, NASA isn't keeping it secret, and I met the man in charge of the project myself - in an airport smoking bar in Colorado between flights.

He sat and smoked and told me how he is a mining engineer, and that the government is getting a team together to go up there and look for water. That was back in Feb 06, by now there's rock debris intermingled with water flying from the dark side of the moon like a dental tool against a tooth, and we ask ourselves: "How did we get here?"

And there ARE solutions. Most of them are governement policy. Most of them mean the rich have to stop getting richer. Most of them also mean that the majority of this uneducated mass must die in the trailer parks while sipping Juicy Juices and staring at the floating penguins as good BBQ prospects. Most of them require calamity and I'm not depressed!

Isn't that odd? We as a people will be tried and most of us will die. Maybe it will be in 10 years, maybe in 6 like the Mayans predicted. Maybe even the Mayans with land will have nothing to say once the heat dries their only food source.

There doesnt seem to be much of a solution list left. No one wasn't to say it, well maybe Al Gore, and our administration wants to keep us as bloody ignorant as it can - so that it can do its grand escape plan right under our noses.

Im not a conspiracy theorist - this is logic.

We have sacrificed longevity for comfort and boxed juice.

What to say now?  We can go to the conference and listen to the talks and eat sandwiches made from sick animals and close our eyes as others close theirs.

And i will sit there and manage the slide projectors and power point presentations on just how screwed we are.

But I'm not depressed... I think our generation was born ready.
I just hope that we can do as many acts of kindness as we can before its time.

Because if the time doesn't come, we will have been humaine while ordering our coffee from someone who doesn't speak English very well.

So you want a teacher....

If any of you have been to India (and I have not, but get my stories from the many firends who have) you may have a story yourself about being confronted by many people telling you that they are your "Baba."

"I am your Baba!" they yell. "I have been waiting for you. I will teach you truth!"

Most of the time its a hoax, and where they may have minor psychic powers, they are generally looking for a benefactor. Read "Entering the Diamond Way" by Ole Nydhal for a good story on that.

So you want a teacher...

Here are  The Necessary Ingredients:

1. your personal level of awareness
2. your personal karma
3. your view of the world - shaped by the above 2
4. your dedication to snapping out of your nonsense
5. the teacher
   
   

The first 3 dictate the type of person whom you are likely to attract. That is pretty elementary.

Number 4 deals with your actual intentions. What do you REALLY want? And number 5 is, well, the guide.

Lets address #4.

This is almost the most important thing.
WHAT DO YOU WANT?
You have to ask yourself that.

 Do you want peace? Or magic powers? Or unsurpassible wisdom? Or just a better life?

What do you want? First answer that.

Because #5, the one you attract will follow your bullshit meter precisely.

If you want some tea-time blah blah blah, then you will get that. If you want a dead sage who can not refute your words, then you will get that. If you want a teacher in the astral, who will be your personal guide, then you will get that. But what do you want?

I noticed with my teacher that what I wanted was a smack. A smack hard enough to get me straight. A smack that was done with ultimate compassion, but a smack nontheless because I did not listen any other way. And guess what - I got that.

I also got a path to wisdom through personal experience, because that's also what I wanted, though the most mezmerizing journeys of body and mind ever imaginable, and an adventure through the worlds of my mind.

Many of my friends got a Buddhist monk, who met with them each week and read whatever they read. Some even went to a monestry, and later debated consort behavior and the law of disattachments with me, only to invite me to speak on the subject. Me! I told him it was not such a good idea. I would make them all take off their robes and laugh at themselves.

But that is me. Crazy wisdom lover. There was no other road for me. I am both - order and chaos. And what I take seriously will be laughed at shortly, only to be taken seriously again.

For many of you, what you want is logic and linearity alone.
Unfortunately that will bring you only more law and order, only more confusion, because in order to break through your walls of stasis you need anything BUT THAT.

How to look

Create the intention.
And he will find you.

You dont ultimately pick your teacher. They pick you. You attract what you need, and the teacher comes.

I sat outside a window reading Castaneda when I was 18, and I wanted that lineage. And I got it - within months. But that was also my development, my karma, and my readiness.

Many of you will be shocked and scared if you see things you are not ready for.

But some of you really really want something INTENSE!!!

So go for it. Wish for it. He'll come...

I focused, splitting hairs.
On history, through years
Of stories, colors, hues,
Great differences in views.

I was no warrior this time.
I was not strong, not fair, nor kind.
Drowned eagerly in graying mud,
Neglecting my own flesh and blood.

And stabbed.. Because I hurt so much.
How classy, I, and with what crutch!
A sword?
A knife?
Her bleeding heart!
Already hurting from the dart
Of years past...
Of years gone.

And I still fought...
Not moving on.

I was no warrior this time.
I was a shame, a fraud, a fake.
Now worth pretending I'm awake.

For I am not
If I could be,
So cold So eagerly.

But its alright,
My fur is down.
My tail is thinned.
Rests on the ground.
I do not growl.
Nor kick, nor stomp.
Accepting prenance
For my pomp.

And I agree that I was not
A warrior this time.

So splitting hairs is not the way.
I am not here to find out why.
I am not here to point the blame
Or make her feel some Christian shame

I'm not a judge, nor am I right.
I am a warrior who need not fight.