Monday, June 28, 2010

Einstein and the Oil Spill: A Three-Step Response— See, Be, Do



After my talk here in Montpelier, Vermont, a discussion broke out on a very big question: What in the world are we to do?

One audience member talked about feeling powerless. Her activism, she said, felt in vain. The life was sucked out of her. Indeed, do-gooding, however outwardly noble, tends to bring the do-gooder into the blight: the same level of consciousness that creates problems like the global ecological crisis. Hence, the archetypes of the burnt-out aid or social worker, the jaded inner city teacher, and the compromised activist. In my new book Twelve by Twelve, the off-grid physician (Dr. Jackie Benton, a pseudonym) suggests that there is something absolutely essential beneath the doing — and it’s the most important part. It has to do with something both Einstein and Jung said in different ways: the world’s problems can’t be solved at the same level of consciousness at which they were created.


Jackie’s philosophy is a unique approach to living authentically in today’s world. It’s not about a religion that forces you to put on blinders or accept rigid rituals; nor is it purely secular, in an overly analytical, Cartesian sense. I’ll synthesize her approach as: see, be, do.

First, see the problem. It could be anything: resentment toward a family member; a homeless woman by the curb; a government plan to fund a bigger nuclear bomb instead of better schools; stinky crude washing up in your local marsh. Often we look away — we’re busy earning a living, going to the ballgame, or depressed. But this is a core error. Every one of these so-called problems is there to teach us. Either we face it, and grow toward that higher level of consciousness, or it comes back again and again, in one form or another.

You’ve garnered the courage to see the problem. But it’s not yet time to act. First, be. This is both the simplest and hardest part: going to that solitary place of I discovered in the deepest part of the woods beyond the 12x12. Some people call this place God, but you can call it intuition, or the “still small voice” (Gandhi), or grace, or simply presence. The words don’t matter. They are merely signposts, suggesting something that you either understand through direct experience or barely at all. For example, imagine you’d never tasted honey. We could talk for days about “honey” with no real comprehension, but one taste of it would instantly tell you much more about it. When we find a way — be it meditation, music, prayer, your child’s eyes, a shooting star, it doesn’t matter what it is — to become present, we can look at problems with fearless clarity.

The final step — do — is then as natural as drawing breath. You hand the homeless woman a sandwich; forgive your loved one whatever supposed injury they’ve done to you; join a peace study group to confront the nuclear issue with others in your community; put solar panels on your home to use less fossil fuels. Or take one of a million other actions, based in what I’ve come to call warrior presence.

In twenty years of meditation and spiritual search I’ve noticed that the people who really “get it” in the sense of beautifully blending inner peace with compassionate action have something in common. It doesn’t seem to matter whether they are Buddhist, Hindu, Jewish, Catholic, or born-again-pagan. They have warrior presence. In other words, they face larger problems just as they face their personal problems — as Einstein and Jung suggest we do — on a different level of consciousness than the one at which the problems were created. Instead of allowing the negative forces of a flattening world to flatten them, those with warrior presence maintain beauty and control in their interior space, through being fully present in the moment.

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Treehouses

As I’ve been touring the country for Twelve by Twelve, I keep meeting other people doing fascinating things with eco-architecture.

One is treehouses. Yes, you heard right. One of my cousins lived in one for a long while out in Oregon. And they can be quite luxurious. Here are some photos of swanky treehouses from today’s Daily Green

If that doesn’t do it for you, how about floating homes? Or straw homes, shipping container homes, green modular homes, or floating houses. What about natural swimming pools that don’t a lot of rubber and chlorine? Or some awe inspiring new green homes?

Check them out

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

I'm on the road in Arizona this week, meeting with people to talk about Twelve by Twelve. But like everywhere else, we're also talking about the oil spill in the Gulf of Mexico.

The over half-million gallons of oil spewing into the Gulf each day is terrible, but not terribly surprising. After all, we’re also losing several thousand acres of rainforest every day, heating the climate by a fraction of a degree each day, and losing an indigenous culture every two weeks as jungle homelands become cattle clear-cuts.

Welcome to the Environmental Era, where the biosphere’s limits are overstretched in every direction. What in the world are we to do?

Some good news biked up to me today, here in Tucson, Arizona. Joy, a forty-something graphic designer who lives in an urban 10’ by 12’ house here, biked 24 miles to attend the Twelve by Twelve launch here. She’s got her carbon footprint way down, to almost nothing. Even in this car-intensive state, she doesn’t own one. She grows much of her food, and is part of a city-wide permaculture group that meets twice a month to share ideas and inspiration, and form sustainable community.
I’ve been amazed at the people I’ve been meeting on the Twelve by Twelve Arizona tour swing. After my talk in Phoenix at Changing Hands Bookstore, I met two retirees who are building off-grid; two thirty-something male friends who have just moved a mobile home onto a piece of land where they are to grow their own food; and a young single woman who simply said, “I’ve had enough. I’m going off grid.”

Beyond these Americans who are reclaiming our Jeffersonian tradition of independent freeholding, are several dozens of others I’ve met at readings who are living mainstream urban lives but who long for a deeper connection to nature, others, and self. We’ve discussed practical ways of doing this, including: deepening one’s meditation, prayer, or yoga practice to go beyond having and doing, to simply being; vowing to buy nothing new (besides food, of course) for a month; planting a spring backyard or windowsill garden; using those tax-breaks and putting a solar panel or two on the roof; or composting kitchen waste.

For more ideas, please see the Resources section of my website.
There’s a softer world beneath the flat. I’m thrilled to be seeing it in Arizona. Thank you for sharing your stories and inspiration.