in reciprocity
A little over a week ago, I shared a gift. This gift was/is in the spirit of reciprocity and in honor of the ancestors. I gave away more than 20 free simple website designs to those who were the first to contact me. To date, two of those sites are up and running. The others are in the works.
Many have asked me why I would give away my graphic design services for free. My question to them is, why not? In this infinite universe, there are infinite possibilities and an infinite amount of positive energy that flows through everything. There is something intrinsically degenerate about a culture that enslaves through a system that nature did not create. Nature gives everything for free. But humans have decided to enslave others to a point where only those in power can utilize the freedoms of nature, while everyone else must be enslaved to those who hold the power and succumb to their system in order to survive.
Although I am forced to live in this type of culture, I believe there are ways to give back to that which gave to me freely. Everything around us is a gift; a gift we are meant to share with each other freely, with no one person or group controlling the whys or hows of utilizing our mutual natural gifts.
I have chosen to work in accordance with universal law in some small way. I would have shared many more free website designs. But as a slave to this culture, I am forced to participate in this monetary system. The last vestige of freedom has been stripped from us. So now, if I even wanted to live on a piece of land and denounce my participation in this culture, I cannot. Because we are now,… Continue reading
photo: amish country and their cows
amish country cows
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a bird's home
a bird nest • october 18, 2009
Today I discovered an abandoned nest in a tree. It is amazing to see how other neighbors on earth create their living spaces. The structure was tight, packed with not only twigs, but earth compacted all around. The nest was strong, clearly meant to withstand all types of weather.
I looked at the small structure and wondered what it must be like to be a bird. What is it like to have the natural ability to create my own living space, no blueprints, no hammer and nails, just nature and my body…my labor.
The nest served its purpose, and like most creatures on earth, once it outlived its usefulness, the residents move on and let life take them where it may…unhindered by laws, and taxes, borders and enslaving notions. Just fly away…that is what they do. New residents who are grateful for the labor put into the nest, move in and let their lives unfold…unhindered by taxes, borders, laws and ownership. All is for all. And shared by everything.
What would it be like to just fly away?
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photo: a river runs through it
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