The Delightful Butterfly

DSC_0571It’s been one of those couple of months.  Just cold.  Really cold.  Last year we experienced extremely cold temperatures as well.  I was inspired then to write a poem to Old Man Winter.  It was a bit satirical and very sarcastic.  I gave him “what for.”  Don’t get me wrong, I like the seasons – all of them.  But extreme cold sucks.  I prefer a snowy winter with temps in the 20’s.  Heck, I could even handle the teens at this point.  But single digits and below zero can kiss my ice cold ass.  I am anxious for spring and warmer weather.  I am longing for a landscape with some color instead of the drab grays and browns.   I long for the warmth of the sun instead of the blanket of dreary clouds or the blinding glare of a taunting sun that is incapable of warming anything.  I long for the caress of a breeze instead of the slap and the sting of the bitter cold wind.    I want to wake up to the birds singing and not the plow tearing up our street.   I want my kids to play outside for longer periods of time than it took for them to get ready.  I want to see my neighbors for crying out loud.  I was lost in a daydream today.  I recently wrote an article on monarch butterflies and I have been toying with the idea of raising DSC_0426butterflies with my students.  So butterflies have been on my mind.  It stands to reason, then, that my daydream was a scene that has played out time and again for me.  It was about butterflies in the summertime.  Something that always grabs my attention and always gives me pause.  So I jotted, well typed, this poem…

The delightful butterfly so inspiring
Seems such a merry playful thing
Fluttering about impetuously
Showing off the colors in its glorious wings

Darting about hither and yon
In jagged bursts to lead you on
As if uncoordinated and impaired
Then stalls and glides effortless and silent through the air

Enchanting for the child whose spirit thrives
Giving chase with limbs flailing and eyes wide
Winded and weary the child gives up the pursuit
As the butterfly spurts and sputters out of view

It hangs in the air and then gracefully descends
To settle upon a bloom at meadow’s hem
There it finds its repose and takes its share
Of nourishing nectar abundantly spared

Thistle and phlox and succulent milkweed
The prairie a wide banquet from which to feed
Once sated the butterfly meanders in its unfettered style
And becomes the wonder of the next curious child


The Butterfly Effect

DSC_10802 (8)I’m sure most of you have seen a Monarch butterfly.  It is one of the larger species of butterfly with brilliant orange, black and white wings.  Surely they have crossed your path at some point, or perhaps you have crossed theirs.  Whenever I come across one, it gives me pause and lifts my spirits – and it always puts a smile on my face.  If you have never paid attention, I urge you to do so the next time you see one.  Watch for a moment as it flutters about.  Allow yourself to be mesmerized.  Their flight can be so graceful, like a feather drifting down from the heavens.   It can also be more animated; swift and jagged like a colorful piece of confetti being tossed about in the wind.   They are beautiful, they are meaningful and sadly they have become vulnerable.

DSC_2516When I was a kid, my brother and I would embark on a mission as soon as the weather warmed.  That mission was to find monarch caterpillars.  We would head out into the fields and scour the milkweed plants for the little, black and white and yellow banded larva.  Sometimes we timed it just right and the caterpillars would be no bigger than 3 to 4mm long.  That was particularly exciting for us because it meant that we would bear witness to more stages of its growth.  It also meant responsibility and commitment because caring for them required constant monitoring and feeding.  Believe me, they are voracious.  We took pride in successfully raising our caterpillars.  And it gave us great joy to watch them go through their fascinating metamorphosis.  When the butterflies eventually emerged, we felt triumphant!

DSC_0434My brother and I carried on this summer tradition with our own kids.  I’ve taken my kids out into the prairie every year in search of the monarch caterpillars.  My first outing with my girls was back in 2006.  We were lucky to find about 7 or 8 caterpillars that year.  This was no where near the numbers my brother and I used to find.  I just figured it was rotten luck.  We raised them and watched them go through their transformation.  My girls particularly admired the pupa stage.  The chrysalis is like a jewel.  It is a soft seafoam green with gold flecks.  It is quite beautiful.  And when the butterflies hatched it took them some time to acclimate which gave us time to interact with them.    In the following years we found fewer and fewer caterpillars and saw even fewer butterflies.  I had heard reports about a severe decline in the Monarch populations.  I had also received some petitions drafted for the preservation of theDSC_10802 (7) species.  I began to understand why we have been seeing less and less of these beautiful little creatures.  Last year, despite our persistent search, we did not find any caterpillars at all.  That was a huge disappointment and a great concern as it validated the information that I had been receiving through the wires.

By some estimates the monarch butterfly population has declined by nearly 90% over the last 20 years.  What is causing this rapid, extensive decline in the Monarch population?  Well there are a couple of things to consider.  Climate change is one.  Another is habitat loss, primarily the loss of milkweed plants – the monarch caterpillars primary source of food.

Monarchs are known for their incredible migrations.  They winter in Mexico.  In the spring they begin to fly north and they lay their eggs along the way.  They travel as far north as Canada.  Monarchs are diurnal and therefore only travel during.  They also travel alone.  However, at dusk they come together and form clusters or roosts for a night or two.  Years ago, while on a camping trip, my best friend and I were lucky enough to stumble upon a monarch roost that festooned an aged maple.  There had to be 200-300 butterflies congregating on this tree near our campsite.  At the time we didn’t realize how special that was.  Instead we walked amongst the butterflies and enjoyed the surreal moment as they fluttered around us.  I realize now what a gift that was.  The chances of encountering such a phenomenon these days is even rarer.  The monarch’s migration is becoming more and more difficult.

Extreme weather is affecting both their wintering grounds and their summer breeding grounds.  An example of such extreme weather occurred in January, 2002.  A severe winter storm that produced freezing rain and snow decimated the overwintering population of butterflies in Mexico.  The casualties were catastrophic – up to 500 million butterflies perished in that storm.  What’s more is that abnormal patterns of drought and excessive rainfall in parts of the United States and Canada have had a negative impact on the monarch’s survival rates during their migrations.  Unpredictable and unusual weather events result in fewer butterflies migrating to and fro.

chrysalis-122-242x300Loss of habitat also plays a role in the plight of the monarch.  Illegal logging and deforestation have had a negative impact on their overwintering grounds.  But the loss of milkweed habitat has had the most profound effect on the monarch population.  By and large the decline in milkweed is linked to the rise in GMO crops that are resistant to herbicides, particularly Monsanto’s Round Up.  With corn and soybeans resistant to herbicides, herbicides are applied with impunity.  Milkweed that once grew in abundance within and around these agricultural areas has been eradicated from this landscape.  Other contributing factors for milkweed decline are mowing and spraying of fields and along roadways, urban sprawl and industrial expansion.

The debate now is whether or not the monarch butterfly should be listed on the endangered species list.  This year the United States Fish and Wildlife Service will review numerous studies and data to determine if the monarch warrants protection and, if so, what form that protection will take.  Why is this important?  It is crucial because monarchs are an important pollinator.  Without our native pollinators, production agriculture is at great risk.  What’s more, monarchs are not the only pollinators with a sudden collapse in numbers.  Bumble bees and honey bees are experiencing similar declines.  If we lose all of our pollinators, where will we be?  It seems to me that corporate agriculture is shooting itself in the foot on this one.

Portrait of a Climate Change Denier: Part II – The General Population

cc-cartoon_smallOften, when I touch on the topic of climate change, I encounter exaggerated eye rolling, dismissive comments, condescending smirks, counter arguments that are fueled by mainstream propaganda and lack common sense, subtle (and not so subtle at times) subject changes and shoulder shrugs that could be interpreted in a number of different ways.  As I sit at home on a Wednesday morning with my kids still curled up in bed, refusing to meet this very cold day, it seems quite apropos to start on the second installment of Portrait of a Climate Change Denier.  You see, the reason I am home this Wednesday is because, once again, we are experiencing some extreme weather and our schools are closed.  And before you roll your eyes and tell me that “Schools closed when I was a kid too.”, keep in mind that climate change is NOT a recent phenomenon.  It is something that has been occurring for centuries, and has been picking up momentum as time passes.  It is both cumulative at this point and a result of increased production and output of greenhouse gases in more recent decades.  If you look at the data, it is quite clear that the problem of climate change, and the extreme weather that is attributed to it, is becoming more and more concerning and prevalent respectively.

So as I monitored the school district’s Facebook pages yesterday, the weather forecast prompted many to become anxious and angry.  Anxious about their children being exposed to such cold air and angry that the district didn’t cancel school immediately upon hearing the weather report.  It was getting to the point that hostility and threats of boycotting school were beginning to emerge.  Don’t get me wrong, I get it.  I see both sides actually.  The forecast called for a temperature of 1 and wind chills potentially hitting -35.  Yeah, that’s cold.  What struck me, however, was the level of uneasiness due to an extreme weather event in an area that has, thus far, been spared of any significant weather catastrophe or natural disaster.  I live in a suburb of Chicago.  We don’t have a coastline and therefore are not subject to tsunamis, hurricanes or typhoons; we don’t have any active faults to speak of and therefore we don’t experience many earthquakes; our droughts don’t result is forest fires and our floods are pretty localized; we don’t have mountains or hills that produce landslides and sink holes don’t seem to be much of a problem either.  We have experienced  extreme temps on both ends of the spectrum, drought that has marred our landscaping, “ozone action days”, and increased instances in allergies and asthma (people don’t realize that climate change is a determining factor with regard to plant production of pollen, not to mention the growth of fungi such as mold and the release of spores.) So all of the admonishment and grumbling about sending kids to school on a very cold day made me wonder what the heck we will do when this extreme weather becomes the new normal as current trends indicate.  How will we adapt if we can’t coolly respond to one cold snap?

Well, my suspicion is that most people are not thinking of this cold snap in terms of climate change.  In fact, most people with whom I am acquainted don’t acknowledge that the extreme weather 897that is occurring globally and with increased frequency has anything to do with the “theory” of climate change.  Most will dismiss climate change and replace it with the assertion that we are experiencing cyclical weather patterns and the underlying insinuation is that it will eventually self-correct.   I don’t understand this.  By and large these are responsible, educated, intelligent people who are parents to young children ( I mention children because, for me, the health of our environment is more concerning for them and my future grandchildren and I want them to be able to live and breath easily).  According to a recent Gallup poll, only 40% of Americans are “concerned believers” in climate change.  Why people can’t stop and think for just a moment about this in a logical manner and at least consider that it might be a threat to our future baffles me and is incredibly frustrating for this climate change sympathizer.

I was at a party recently.  We were watching a sporting event on TV and at the end of the game the BBC came on and the newscast centered on extreme weather events around the world that either happened, were in progress, or predicted.  I couldn’t help but to make a comment and what I said was pretty generic.  I simply indicated to no one in particular that I believe that climate change had a lot to do with such extreme weather events.  Almost everyone ignored my comment except for one person.  He countered that these weather events were just “weather.”  I asked him if he really believed that and he told me that he did, and that he didn’t have time to worry about it even if he didn’t.  He also wondered why I was so worried about it.  I asked him whether or not he has read anything on climate change or paid much attention to the news about severe and record setting weather events worldwide and he simply replied to me with a wry smile on his face “You need to stop watching the news.”  I am pretty sure that my jaw hit the floor.  How could anyone be so careless, negligent and nonchalant about something so important?  Is it a collective perception that, climatechange11given the overwhelming enormity of global warming and climate change, small efforts and small voices and individual pursuits to combat it are seemingly ineffectual and futile?  Does a unified apathy develop as a result of this perception and/or the inconvenience of worry and action (or inaction as the case may be – it takes effort to not utilize certain conveniences)?    I have always believed that if everyone contributes just a little, it adds up to a lot.  No effort, no matter how small, is futile nor ineffective.  The impact may not be immediately tangible or noticeable.  But it is the sum of all parts, the aggregate, the cumulative result that matters.  Believe me, as much as I ride my high horse on this topic, I am not perfectly green.  Nobody can be in modern society at this point.  But if we could all  be mindful of our actions, respectful of our planet, open our minds to the science that warns us about climate change as well as the research and data that supports that science, pay attention to the news (and not just mainstream, network news) and be informed then we could make progress.  Does it really matter whether or not our impact stands alone or if it is part of a larger body of influence?

Now let’s move on to simply being informed.   I run into this all of the time.  I teach at a high school and so many of the students there are completely unfamiliar with the whole concept of climate change.  So many people in the general public don’t understand it, let alone know what it really means.  I recently encountered a woman who really didn’t seem to get it.  You see, I don’t use plastic when I can avoid it.  And let’s face it, you can’t always avoid it.  But I do what I can.  I don’t use plastic produce or shopping bags at the store.  I either don’t bag my items, bring in my reusables or ask for a box.  It is a small effort, but it is something.  Everything I do to be green and reduce my carbon footprint is small-scale.  I don’t want to come off as being holier than thou.  I am just doing what I can and I am holding out hope that most people will do the same.  Anyway, I feel I have to explain myself to the cashier almost every time I refuse a bag or ask for a box.  Most recently I made a purchase at CVS.  I purchased a few small items and told the cashier that I didn’t need a bag.  She asked me four times if I was sure I didn’t want a bag.  Finally she gave in and said “Okay.” in such a manner that the ‘o’ was low and drawn out and the ‘kay’ abrupt and high pitched.  That prompted me to explain myself by simply telling her that I was trying to be green.  Surprisingly I piqued her curiosity and she began to ask me questions about the use of plastic which lead to the general topic of climate change.  The minute the words “climate change” came out of my mouth, she asked “Do you really believe there is such a thing?”  At that point I wanted to pull up a chair, settle in and deliver my pitch.  But I had to be resigned to providing her with my abbreviated response “Yes I do.  Look it up.  The science is compelling.”  You see, a line was forming behind me, and as much as I would love to have an audience of 3 or 4, I knew my spiel would be ill timed and not received well.

What this exchange told me was that many people are simply not informed.  The public has a limited understanding of climate change for a number of reasons.  Politics, attitudes and education all play a role.  There is just too much to say on the topic of political influence so I will sidestep that topic.  Attitudes are what they are and hopefully can be swayed with evidence and education.  So that brings me to education.  The development and delivery of a curriculum in our nation’s public schools has been slow and difficult.  In April 2013 the final draft of the Next Generation of Science Standards was released.  A consortium of 26 states developed the standards with the cooperation of several academic and scientific organizations.  The goal of these standards is to combat the ignorance of science.  The inclusion of anthropogenic climate change to improve climate literacy has raised heated debate, however.  Since climate change is such a politicized topic, the new standards have been met with a lot of red tape and a lot of roadblocks.  I find it odd that 26 states worked on developing these standards, but only 11 states have adopted them.  2012-03-19-to-the-bitter-endHmm, could politics be involved?  Forty states expressed interest when the final draft was released but only 11 managed to push these standards through?  Yes, politics are involved;  news reports suggest that there is resistance from right wing conservatives because the new standards include anthropogenic climate change.  Are we encroaching on some personal or political agendas by exposing our youth to the concept of climate change?  And not wholly unrelated to politics in finance.  Unlike Common Core, there is no financial incentive to adopt such standards.  Hmm, could there be political influence there as well?     Look, the information is available.  Don’t wait around for the powers that be to jump on board and disseminate information with their endorsement.  Be informed!  Knowledge is power.

Attitudes toward climate change also fuel climate skepticism.  These deniers may come off as arrogant, contrary, cavalier, close minded, stubborn or simply ignorant.  I am holding out hope that evidence, scientific consensus, a shift in the political climate on the subject or simply a change of heart will sway them.  They are not an easy fix as their skepticism stems from the well of “no good reason.”  They will argue with you forever, but never prove a point, never state a fact and never present data.  A good example of a more prominent, “no good reason” skeptic would be Cardinal George Pell from Syndney, Australia.  He claims that global warming has ceased.  What????  He also stated that if the CO2 levels in the atmosphere doubled, then plants would love it.  Um, seriously?   If that is the only impact of doubling the CO2 levels then I guess the pharmaceutical companies might like that.  Sales of Claritin, Allegra and the like would be going through the roof – theoretically speaking of course.

Let me wrap this up with a quick analogy of what global warming really is for those of you who don’t fully understand it.  Looking at it this way makes the common sense of climate change just pop.  Imagine laying in bed with a sheet over you.  Your body produces energy (heat) and this energy will pass through the sheet at a certain rate. If the rate of escape is slower than the rate of production, then  the area around your body and your body will warm.  Imagine putting another blanket over you and your energy production remains constant.  More heat will be trapped under the covers and the temperature will rise.  Add another blanket, and another, and another and suddenly you are overheating.  Your body reacts by sweating, but at some point your body’s natural response won’t be enough to cool you off.  You see, the blankets are greenhouse gases and your body is the Earth.  Something I did not factor in is the increased energy output that the world is experiencing.  So add a few more bodies to the mix….

Please educate yourself, spread the word, open your mind and make even small efforts to be green.  If you do not subscribe to climate change, then just do it for the sake of aesthetics.  A cleaner Earth is a much more beautiful Earth.  It certainly won’t hurt now, will it?

Portrait of a Climate Change Denier: Part 1 – Politics and Industry

Happy New Year.  Some time has passed since I’ve posted.  I went through another career change – or more realistically, a career add-on.  For the last 9 years I was a Domestic Engineer.  In September I became a member of the faculty at a local high school (though I have not given up my duties as a domestic engineer;).  Essentially I have two full-time jobs, one of which requires me to clock in a lot of overtime hours.  So I have been busy.  But with a little time off after the holidays, I decided to rant about a topic that is near and dear to my heart and conscience – climate change.  As many of you know, I am a bit wordy, so what was supposed to be one article has now become two.  This, obviously, is the first installment.  It’s good to be back!

hoaxThe topic of climate change is a hot one.  It is an issue that raises heated debate about whether or not it is a real and imminent threat to our global environment.   On a large scale, it is politics and economics that motivate industries and individuals to be dismissive.  On a smaller scale, it is the sheer magnitude of the problem that causes so many to be indifferent, ignore the problem or react passively to opportunities to reduce their proverbial carbon footprint.

On one side of the denial spectrum, economics and politics drive industries and individuals to downplay, dismiss and/or flatly deny that climate change is actually occurring or that it is anthropogenic (by and large caused by humans).  Politics and economics are also the driving force behind these industries and individuals when they object and oppose the assertions made by 97% of climate scientists: assertions that plainly state that global warming is occurring and that, by and large, it is caused by mankind.  Why?  Well, the answer is somewhat obvious to me.  Perhaps I am a bit too cynical of big business and politics: both of which seem incredibly self-serving, but in my eyes it all boils down to personal agendas and finances, which have a very distinct direct relationship with one another.

www.usnews.comFor certain industries such as large agribusiness firms and the seemingly impervious fossil fuel companies, it would be detrimental to their “bottom lines” if they were to concede that global warming is a large and looming threat to us all and that their industry practices are, in fact, contributing factors.   Such acknowledgement would require drastic shifts in what they produced, how they produced it and how they might bring it to market.  With such changes comes inevitable cost, both monetary and with respect to time, when considering research, development and implementation.  The infrastructure within these industries is immense and I understand that restructuring power grids and integrating the fossil fuel system with renewable energy is a huge endeavor.  Weaning ourselves off of fossil fuels in any measure will be difficult.  I don’t think anybody advocating for our environment will deny that.  The transition from fossil fuels to low-carbon alternatives like wind, solar, and nuclear power will require speedy technological advancements, a great deal of capital investment and the political—and personal—will of ordinary people as well as collective industries and governments.  That is a tall order, no doubt.  But with such challenges comes so much promise.  And simply put, it is vital to our well-being and our future.  62924_cartoon_mainI suspect that if as much time, effort and money- and enthusiasm – was put toward “going green” on an industrial and political level as was put toward the industrial revolution or, more currently, as is put toward communication technology (the race is always on for the next advancement and consumers can’t wait to overspend their hard earned money on the next iphone even when their current iphone is just a year old and working just fine, which, by the way, is not a very green habit in and of itself as everything is seemingly disposable), then we would be making great strides in shifting from dirty fossil fuels to cleaner renewable energy.  (Phew, let’s take a breath.  That was a long sentence.)

120421noregretsBut alas, the dynamics of of our governments and of our industries lack ethics and moral responsibility and therefore their practices are self-serving, short sighted, uncompromising and close minded.  Profits and power bolster their agnosticism regarding climate change and the science that surrounds it.  Whether it is a practical response or one that is a deeply held conviction, this stance is the impetus for the plunder and abuse of nature and our planet.  But such casualties are of little concern to those whose ambitions are rooted in business, profits and material wealth rather than common sense, moral responsibility and self-preservation.  Let’s face it, what good is a cash cow when the pastures are uninhabitable due to catastrophic natural disasters?  Blinded by greed and a thirst for power, politics and industry deny that there is a problem simply to protect their current investments.  Hello?  Environmental catastrophe will beget economic collapse, political conflict, societal unrest, population demise due to disease and famine, extinctions, et cetera, et cetera.  What purpose will your bloated business and financial portfolio serve then?

61a3f52df1735619c153e3f50bc0c61bAs an individual without political clout nor measurable wealth, I find it incredibly frustrating to fight for any cause that I believe is “the right thing.”  I will admit that I sometimes feel insignificant in such endeavors.  But I remind myself that any step forward is measurable, and when many small voices sing together the song will be amplified and eventually reach a point when it can no longer be ignored.  So let’s wrap it up with a few positive notes.  On the bright side, there have been some things happening that are very encouraging: things that refuel the movement and increase its momentum.  Pope Francis’ edict on climate change, UN climate change conferences, the relatively recent financial lure of investing in renewable energy (so what if the motivating factor isn’t a noble one as long as it pushes us in the right direction), market boycotts or divesting in companies that jeopardize the rise of renewable energy, protests, the recent U.S. and China agreement to reduce carbon output and increase the use of cleaner energy options and, most importantly, our precious youth who is rallying for the cause by educating, empowering and mobilizing their counterparts through vast networks worldwide in an effort to inspire an entire generation to take action.  These are things to hold on to – these things and the hope that there will be more good things to  come.

Stay tuned for Portrait of a Climate Change Denier: Part 2 – The General Population

Here are a few links to some interesting reading in my opinion…

Back to School, Packing Lunches – Let’s Nix the Plastic Baggies for Dear Mother Earth

Back to school means packing lunches, or at least snacks. The first thing that comes to my mind is the environment.  I have long ago stopped using Ziplocs or similar products on a daily basis.  For me they have very specific and limited uses in my home.  Why?  Because I believe that climate change is anthropogenic and progressing quickly.  Why?  Because I am trying to do my part.  Every little bit helps.

baggieThe plastic baggie is one of those things that is so indoctrinated into our routines that many of us likely don’t give it much thought.  But if you think about it just a little, it falls into one of those unnecessary things that are disposable.  Too much in our society is disposable.  That is one factor that contributes to pollution and climate change.  Let’s face it, we are wasteful.  But it is also one factor with which we, us average Joes and Janes, can alter our use easily enough to contribute to being green which in turn gives Mother Earth a leg up on slowing the global warming process and all that goes with it.

I don’t want to debate climate change here.  If you are uninformed or a denier, so be it.  But these are things that we can all do that certainly won’t hurt.  When I pack my kids’ lunches, EVERYTHING goes into a reusable container.  I have purchased some, but what I primarily use are those containers that deli meat comes in.  Now before you criticize me for buying deli meat in plastic… I don’t claim to be the perfect Green Machine.  I do what I can.  I usually buy deli items from the deli in butcher paper only – no styrofoam, no plastic paper liner, etc.  On very few occasions I will buy stuff in those containers for whatever reason.  But I reuse those containers.  Over the last 2-3 years I’ve accumulated about 15 of those containers and we use and reuse them until they fall apart.  And they last quite a while even when washed in the dishwasher.  We have also reused containers that take-out food has come in.  I can’t remember the last time I purchased plastic containers for the purpose of storing and transporting food items.

Now let’s discuss recycling.  If you must use plastic baggies, then recycle them.  It is not the optimal solution because a great deal of plastic that we “recycle” ends up in landfills anyway.  But it is better than sending them to the landfill directly.  Give it a chance to be recycled and reused.  One example of how plastic is reused is in composite lumber which is manufactured from sawdust and plastic that is often derived from bags.   The fact of the matter is that baggies are tossed out either at school or at home.    So if you must use baggies, then at least recycle them properly.  Ask your children to bring them home instead of tossing them at school because schools often times don’t recycle at all or they don’t do it properly.  And keep in mind that many manufacturers are coming up with “greener” alternatives.  Whether it is marketing, ziploctrending or the bottom line that motivates these pushes for green alternatives within these corporations, take advantage of them.


Something else to consider is that single use items or disposable items contribute to climate change before they ever reach the consumer.  Manufacturing them and shipping them takes a lot of energy, uses natural resources, and creates a lot of pollution.   And, after only one use; they become more garbage – and don’t get me going on the hazards it produces for wildlife and the toxins it releases into our environment.  If we all do a little, it adds up to a lot.


You can hear it
You can see it
You can feel it

It is inherent and organic
But also human induced
It is omnipresent
And inescapable

It is:

The beating of our hearts
The pulse of our blood
The heave of our chests as we breathe
The intonation of our speech
The gait of our walk
Chewing, laughing, crying
Hiccups, blinking, flying
Gusts of wind, the crackle of fire
A cricket’s song and a cicada’s whine
A train on rails
With its intermittent clank
Waves lapping at the shore
Reaching and grabbing at the sand
The tick of a clock
The toll of a bell
Rain on your windowsill
The song of a bird
The bark of a dog

There is rhythm in it all
A cadence that soothes
Or perhaps one that rattles the nerves
It may or may not be steady
At times it may falter
But within it there is rhythm
To which we can add a melody
And that becomes a song
A song that moves you

It’s not an investment if it’s destroying our planet.

A simple message to big oil and big agriculture.

Polenta Medallions with Portabella and Cheese

shroomI made a little appetizer the other night for my wonderful sister-in-law and brother-in-law. Love them to death. Anyway, it was something that I just threw together because I know they are willing guinea pigs when it comes to food. It was a hit! It is really simple. It was very tasty, And, best of all, I was able to prepare the topping ahead of time so party time prep was minimal.


         What you need:

  • one polenta log
  • 8 oz baby Portabella mushrooms (chopped)
  • 1 Tbs garlic (chopped, pressed or minced)
  • butter
  • olive oil
  • 2 tbs soy sauce
  • 1 tbs Worcestershire sauce
  • Asiago cheese (shredded)

What you do:

topping can be prepared ahead of time

  • melt butter in pan and saute garlic and mushrooms until frangrant
  • add soy sauce and Worcestershire and let it simmer for about 2-3 minutes
  • slice polenta log
  • sear polenta medallions in olive oil until golden brown
  • top medallions with mushroom mixture
  • top with cheese
  • broil until cheese is melted to desired consistency
  • serve with a fresh basil leaf atop each medallion


I suspect that this recipe would be very good using goat cheese instead of Asiago.  I will give that a go next time.

I hope you enjoy it if you dare to try it.  I am a novice after all.



Respect is earned. It is earned through simple kindness. GENERAL respect is not about abilities, talents, salaries. Nor is it lost on someone when mistakes are made, but good intentions are clear. GENERAL respect is given to those who are kind; to those who give respect, even in times of trouble. Especially in times of trouble. To be able to find the strength to be angry yet in control is paramount to being a respectable human being. Words can hurt, sometimes far more than a fist. They linger. A bruise will fade, but the meaning behind the bruise, like words, will stick. One must be careful with what they say as words can not be taken back, even with an apology. Over time the weight of such repeated insults is a heavy burden to bear. Respect will be lost on the one with a sharp tongue and the other is likely to emotionally and mentally “check out” or detach themselves from the source of such pain. It is NOT weakness to show kindness when involved in a conflict. In fact it is an impressive show of strength. We all have been angry. But a grand show of rage that is terribly disproportionate to whatever the perceived infraction may be proves nothing and accomplishes nothing, except to show a lack of control, common decency, judgement and an inept ability to nurture, care for and place value on a person and/or relationship. It is a profound weakness to allow a knee jerk tirade to take over a situation. Instead of slinging insults, instead of delivering hateful blows, have a rational conversation. Use words to diffuse a situation instead of accelerating it. Seek resolution or at least agree to disagree. Such efforts are contagious most times. It is the person who refrains from being mean and nasty that warrants respect on a daily basis.  It is so much easier to be kind to one another.  It takes less energy and less time if you factor in the healing.


self3I was inspired this morning.  This inspiration came from within; from the heart.  I presume that we all have some sort of inner struggle or struggles that we deal with throughout our lives.  Whether they stem from insecurity, a crisis in identity, relationships, fears etc; they can sometimes get the best of us.  Most days they are likely tucked neatly away behind the vast collection of preoccupations that keep us in step with our daily routines.  Some of us may not even know that they are there.  But sometimes an idle mind will suddenly be upon us and the gears begin to turn.  The things you may or may not dwell on daily will find their way to the forefront of your mind and haunt you.  They tend to make me feel fragmented, conflicted and broken.  I’ve talked with my girlfriends about some of these things and they have shared their struggles with me as well.  It is comforting to know that we all have weaknesses and it helps to have a sounding board.  I tend to write about these things as well.  It is cathartic for me.  I don’t claim to harbor any talent with regard to the written word, but it is a necessary tool for me to thoughtfully express myself on my own terms.  It allows me to reflect, to analyze, to attempt to find resolution or to simply come to terms with whatever I happen to be wrestling with at the time.  Some of it I may share and some of it I keep to myself.  I’ve always found it interesting how differently people may interpret the written word,  especially when it is deliberately delivered with subtle vagueness, or more profoundly, with acute ambiguity.  I’ve read many poems from many poets and I’ve found that I’ve interpreted the same poem differently at different times.  It can be very subjective in both the writing and the comprehension.  Depending on the topic, I will often write with a great deal of ambiguity.  It is my way of expressing myself AND maintaining a certain level of privacy.


 The ink runs from my pen

as tears of inspiration

trace the contours of my face

until they fall,

leaving stains of emotion

upon my words

in small, blurred, imperfect circles.


My words and their abstract character

are but a vague confession that is lost in interpretation,

and therefore, it is without consequence.

They are my solace, my refuge,

my heart and soul open and exposed.

An honesty that I presume will be lost

to anyone who attempts their deciphering.


It is most often a matter of the heart

that moves my pen.

Love given to an echo.

Or the fear of loving fearlessly.

The want of love that leaves me hallow

and with an aching emptiness

that lingers within me.


The remedy is in the doing,

but the doing is costly.

I try to remind myself that, like a flower,

we are most beautiful when we open up.

But I’ve never been brave enough

to bloom and show off my colors.

Instead I’ve sacrificed my heart’s content for yours.


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