Addendum to Blueprint for a Greener World (Printed, Not Online)

Noise in IL?

Pollution?  Not sound.  We want a state of music, not sounds of pollution—or sound pollution!

We can capitalize spiritually on our history here:

See our folks frolicking together, not just drinking beer.

Artisanal outlook: ebony and ivory

Playing, taking turns, no rich-folks-wanna-be,

But wealthy and healthy in heart, strong again in soul:

We excel in being ourselves—from jazz to rock and roll!

GUTS HAVE BRAINS BRAINS HAVE GUTS

Blueprint for a Greener World is meant to inspire and fuel, as a gift for the world to use to heal itself.  It can be used as a step stool, to begin to ascend, and illustrates why I have hope for the future.  This experience with growth I want to share so the audience can’t blame me for withholding juno (feminine genius) from them. 

I see that the unit of “God” is the sphere—the whole, as opposed to just individuals or parts.

As English Premier League soccer team Arsenal says, Victoria Concordia Crescit—Through harmony, victory!

We need to capitalize our planet’s name: Earth, and to use an exclamation point after Black Lives Matter!

Can the world human population use everyone’s mental powers to control the weather?  Or are we gonna sit and wait for some god to act?  Which would be more insulting to the higher powers?

When are we going to quit turning our frustration from living in such a difficult world onto each other—and ourselves?  Of course we die!  

What changes would we have to embrace to save the planet?  

If not fun, why done?  Please stand up and move and be moved!  Tears of joy can flow—all right!

~Jenny

“She was always shoving her wet, wild nose into some cavernous place in the Earth, as if to convince it it still spoke in a valued tongue.” –The Eyes that Mind, © 2017

A Plan

A Plan

Sermon on Isaiah 45:18

I refer to God here as He, capital H, because that’s what seems appropriate to me—if you’re gonna call it a him, it has to be a Him to be rendered as holy.  That’s why I capitalize Mother Nature, too.

Whose Earth is it?  How should its inhabitants act?  Does the creator get a little credit and appreciation from us humans?  Or, are we secure in our identity of being one of Earth’s several species of great apes?

Holy Bible, King James Version, Isaiah 45:18 says:  “For thus saith the LORD that created the heavens; God himself that formed the earth and made it; he hath established it, he created it not in vain, he formed it to be inhabited: I am the LORD; and there is none else.”

This is interpreted by me as: “The Creator of Earth and the heavens, Who formed Earth, didn’t do it in vain—He planned Earth to be inhabited, and says He is the LORD, nobody else is, dammit!”

Isaiah 45:18 asserts that God planned for some type of inhabitant on Earth.  Earth was supposed to be an environment for some type of denizen.  Life developed here, and evolved, leading to humans, planned to exist, according to the Bible, in God’s images (male and female—see Genesis, 1:26-7). 

No, He didn’t create us in vain.  But it’s up to us to prove our mettle and show—who?—Jehovah?—at least, us!—that we appreciate Him, and each other.  That’s why we call Him Our Father or Big Daddy.  To us, He is not only a lord, but The LORD, as we can experience His results—we live!

In the next chapter of Isaiah, God even talks of bearing in the womb his people and being committed to delivering them (46:3)—indeed, 46:13 says, “I bring near my righteousness; it shall not be far off, and my salvation shall not tarry: and I will place salvation in Zion for Israel my glory.” It seems that He is asking for our faith.  

Indeed, Jehovah, in 45:19, expresses concern for His creations, His folks, as follows: “I have not spoken in secret, in a dark place of the Earth: I said not unto the seed of Jacob, Seek ye me in vain: I the LORD speak righteousness, I declare things that are right.”  This God deserves our loyalty—not only does He make us, he does and says other right things: He proves that He’s a special lord—the one and only LORD.

Jehovah acts like a creator, and He warns us not to question Him in 45: 9-10: “Woe unto him that striveth with his Maker! …Shall the clay say to him that fashioneth it, What makest thou?  or thy work, He hath no hands?  Woe unto him that saith unto his father, What begettest thou? or to the woman, What hast thou brought forth?” 

In the meantime, we can work/play with our neighbors, and the other species here.  Let’s start with “earth,” the word which means land where we make our homes.  Capitalized, it becomes the proper name of our own third rock from the Sun, just as Jehovah is our LORD’s name. 

We can gain direction by examining this title of our globe.  The word “planet” is the noun we now use to describe our physical sphere composed of lands and waters, inhabitants and phenomena.  But this actually works poorly for some of our fellow Earthlings, I’m guessing.  They don’t like “-net”!  Animals who make their homes in water, most likely, do not want their home to be referred to in a word partially composed of a human tool used to harvest and destroy them.  Neither do the bugs, I’ll bet; there are a lot of aquatic animals and insects that can be caught in nets by us people!  From Nature’s point of view, the orb’s been titled with a “-net” for too long!  I mean, this stuff goes into our consciousness!

There is an alternative: “-nit,” as in “plannit.”  We humans are squeamish about this name for parasitic insect eggs in the hair.  But Mother Nature loves to see Her apes grooming each other to remove nits; they feel closer and this is quite fine.  The use of two Ns encourages the speaker to avoid saying what sounds like “net,” while remaining true enough to the original word, planet.  So we can change the spelling of our home to include an animal reference, and a positive image, the reference to happy behavior of our great ape friends and relatives.  

What about the other part of the word—“plan-”?  This syllable suggests the Biblical passage we are talking about—God in Isaiah asserting His plan to have Earth inhabited, and this making Him The LORD!  Earth’s people could use a little planning to act better, in concert, these days, as well.

Also, looking at the last two letters of the “planet” alternative I am suggesting, we can see something familiar to people—the moniker “information technology” or IT.  Not only does this remedy the focus on yucky bugs that “plannit” suggests, it humanizes the word: IT is a distinctly human invention, one that connects people the world around, these days.  Information technology has been with us for years, but no other animal has developed the computer and internet, which have made global communication—suitable for the salvation of the whole Earth?—a possibility.  Controlling global warming, for example, might be doable, if our precognitive capacity could be developed.  (I know about this because my family has in it a neuroscientist researcher who’s written about these abilities.)  Perhaps utilizing digital apps to train us in using our full mental skills would work for this purpose.  Or, we might want to sit around and blame God, instead of developing ourselves to the fullest capacity possible that He has formed in us, while we drown and assert that we are not Noah.

While we’re at it, we can also deny responsibility for our fury at the challenges of life on our sphere—anger we turn inward, madness that kills our bodies.  This instead of us living forever, as promised in the Bible (see Revelation 21:4).

I suggest that we modify the spelling of our home sphere to “plannit,” a word containing the feminine name “ann.”  Ann was, to return to the Bible, the name of the mother of Mary, Jesus’ human parent. 

Furthermore, the final letter of our word can be a reference to the wooden cross that Jesus died on, as a “T.”  The ultimate sacrifice—death exposed on a structure of wood—was shared by the many African Americans hung from trees in the racist history of the USA.  In another English-speaking nation, Scotland, my ancestor, George Wishart, Protestant martyr, was burned alive, most likely by wood-fueled fire.  Our family motto is “Mercy Is My Desire!” 

To take the bull by the horns, the name of our dear home, Earth, can be expressed as our “Plannit.”  The use of a capitalization to write the proper name Earth should be extended to describe its noun.  Plannit Earth can never be far from godliness or global intimacy: Mother Nature meets God the Father.  

Let us fuel ourselves with compassion, collaboration, and cooperation and let the trees alone: we need them to breathe from!  Let the new English name of our home sphere reflect the others who share it, and the glory that we have created here, for every tongue—including those of other species; even the plants, such a big part of our system, which are run by both feminine and masculine powers.  As Pope Francis quotes, “‘Praise be to you, my Lord, through our Sister, Mother Earth, who sustains and governs us, and who produces various fruit with colored flowers and herbs,’” as St. Francis of Assisi wrote in Canticle of the Creatures (first page in On Care for Our Common Home, Laudato Si’, Encyclical Letter, 2015, Washington, DC, United States Conference of Catholic Bishops).  

May peace and mercy flourish in endless tomorrows for all!

~C. Jennifer Walbridge, December 12, 2023, Chicago, IL, USA

Peace!

My planet–it apparently is not yours, or else you would be taking better care of it–is groaning in pain. Language is a virus, as Laurie Anderson sang. We are sick. We need to talk together in a tongue(s) of peace. Cooperating releases abundance–your sperm are not going to be active until you beat the guns into glitter!

Remember hearing about the soccer playing soldiers in WWI, of 2015, and others would quit fighting at Christmas? “The Christmas Truce of 1914 was not a unique occasion in military history. It is common in conflicts with close quarters and prolonged periods of fighting for informal truces and generous gestures to take place between enemies. Similar events have occurred in other conflicts throughout history–and they continue to occur.” https://www.veterans.gc.ca/eng/remembrance/those-who-served/christmas-at-the-front/history/truce-1914

While Biden plays Tough Guy to Putin’s Mr. Macho, and Zelensky, not to be outdone, acts horrible like Netanyahu, there are yet other conflicts the U. S. is involved in, around the world. Our defense industry is the only thing that’s healthy these days. It has its pudgy fingers in many parts of our society–including child care. But that doesn’t make me love our country ‘s faults.

“This Declaration [of Universal Human Rights] is based upon the spiritual fact that [hu]man must have freedom in which to develop [his/her] full stature and through common effort to raise the level of human dignity,” spoke Eleanor Roosevelt in her United Nations speech in 1948, on page 129 of Great Speeches by American Women, 2008: Mineola, NY, Dover Publications, Edited by James Daley. Freedom, I say, is predicated on peaceful surroundings. All human accomplishment–from individual to planetary–needs time to be built, and its tools come from the labor of love. Eleanor quotes Gladstone Murray: “No man is by nature simply the servant of the state or of another man…the ideal and fact of freedom–and not technology–are the true distinguishing marks of our civilization,” (p. 129).

Roosevelt says, in topic relevant to today, on the Soviet proposed and rejected amendments by the UN, “We in the United States admire those who fight for their convictions, and the Soviet delegation has fought for their convictions. But in the older democracies we have learned that sometimes we bow to the will of the majority. In doing that, we do not give up our convictions. We continue sometimes to persuade, and eventually we may be successful. But we know that we have to work together and we have to progress. So, we believe that when we have made a good fight, and the majority is against us, it is perhaps better tactics to try to cooperate,” p. 127.

Always Below–song of Earth

(Response to USA’s Space Force song “Semper Supra”– “Always Above:”

Always Below—song of Earth

©2023 by C. Jenny Walbridge

Here on Earth we never miss

Chances to love, times to kiss.

Moon shows path in days and nights,

Sunny jokes while Sexy lights.

Beneath our legs around, Earth goes.

Like snakes, our body wisdom knows.

Born from wombs of mammal dudes:

Mommies teach, dads drawing nudes,

All spinning stories for the bands,

Planet of sea and homes of lands.

Yay, when we look afar at us

Eyes are tearin,’ but no fuss.

Moving is our law down here:

Science says to us, don’t fear,

For, as genes said, we’ve felt the end:

Life and death will be our friend!

While below we care for others—

Elders, children, sisters, brothers.

Jumping high yet being held,

Gravity our futures meld.

Jeweled brooks will set the mood—

People feeling gratitude!

We can edit like a genie—

Need care, but not from a meannie.

My vision opened the letter–

Returns us to living better.

I see plain and I bee sky:

Queen of all, here!  Have my eye!

Comfort abounds in this new song,

Play, feel the demise of wrong.

Earth’s provided for us—hear!

We find out who we are!  Don’t leer

At our fine world, our flag unfurled.

Mark garden, creatures, in hope curled.

Change is upon us, jump for joy!

For each them, they, and girl, and boy!

Atmosphere: Call It, Space!

“Exploration: Pass it on!” I’m afraid must be “Exploration: Pass on it!” because we are not mature enough to take care of people first.

We are (slowly) learning that valuing things that cause air quality impairments are problematic. This becuase of the cumulative effects of fires caused by nature–global warming, included–and humans, such as explosions in war and accidents. They are saying that in the future, the air will only be able to handle each person flying in an airplane only a few times in their life.

Plus, it is becoming clear that money should not be a motivator in tomorrow’s world. Focus on American internal security has emphasized military preparedness as opposed to strength and fitness of bodies, minds and hearts of our citizens. New ways are lurking around, waiting to be embraced in love as opposed to trying to get something from people so one can feel better. Money is not the way, trust me. Choose the gates of heaven instead of those of hell, when your time comes to change, okay?

On the other hand, maybe woman-faced bills would make their owners behave healthfully. I like the quarters with different scenes on them; is more change called for (Freudian slip)?

Concern for Earth’s atmosphere makes me want war to stop immediately–and all tools to that effect be utilized, including maybe a little insulting of each world leader–why not? You can count me in if you want, I’m up for a little gameplaying. Hillary was Secretary of State. Biden, you can appoint me and I will gather a Cabinet of other Fire Horses, just watch me, and will fill my Office with yout like myself from Generation X!

As an animal, I am sick of our world’s net. As Info Tech, I prefer calling us PlanniT Earth. Why? Wise–Weyes: let’s look out and around!

A baby is not unborn. A fetus will become a baby once it leaves it’s mommy’s body. That is the truth.

The photographic image of a fetus is so lovely! These photos should be shared. The lives of new humans should be honored. “Children. I know. You deserve more than the world could ever give,” as EMF sings. Well, we could at least try! It takes a village… No, it takes a planniT–one planniT, under sky, indivisible.

Revised (Again) Opinion

I am getting sad as the USA spends more and more money in Ukraine, and can’t help but wonder who will be paying for the reconstruction of Ukraine once the war is over. Correct me if I’m wrong–our country doesn’t have unlimited funds. Plus, we have many a problem that could use some cash thrown at it. How old is this Zelensky guy? Biden has been around longer and should be getting extremely impatient with the leaders of Russia and Ukraine as he sees America hemorrhaging funds for defense against the destruction of an important nation like Ukraine. ?

Meanwhile, in China, the Belt Road Initiative goes on: projects to open up Africa and other places near China are happening, as we sit idly by, and China continues to make goods for sale here in the USA. It seems obvious that we should be friendly to China; speaking of oldies but goodies, Chinese culture is wise, older than ours (much), and interesting enough to explore, so why don’t we? We fail because we get the metaphor wrong: it should not be “work together,” but “play together.” The martial arts of China, for example, are to be emulated; a culture built on pictures–the characters of their language–is full of opportunities to reach out creatively. I hope Biden doesn’t waste time approaching China with a ball in hand–or, does, with a soccer ball, and some good American coaches to welcome China into the world of soccer that is empowering the other nations of the planet.

Altered Opinion on War in Ukraine

Despite feeling anti-war, like the Quakers, I currently want Ukraine to win the war against Russia, Putin’s Russia. I’ve changed my heart on this, because of several discussions and also what I saw this Sunday past on 60 Minutes. I saw the President of Finland being anti-Russia, and was so impressed with her ability to lead her country–which shares a long border with Russia–by wanting to join Europe, not Russia, in the future. Marin asserted that she was a human being; others in her nation were critical of video showing her acting in a sexy way, but I think we’d better stop right now and define human being and leader: being able to act in a sexy way is a gift! Marin showed that she is a full person, even a young one who feels human feelings and enjoys expressing them–there is nothing wrong with that! To the contrary–I have struggled with my own sexuality enough to tell you that Marin is a healthy woman. She should be a leader. And her expression of worry about Russia has made me change my mind–I see that her country and the Ukrainians are beautiful folks who don’t deserve aggression directed at them–by conservatives or Putin’s Russia. Plus, Zelensky is maintaining his leadership, and seems–believably–after all this time–a good man, too. Meanwhile, Nature has spoken in Turkey and Syria, with tens of thousands murdered by earthquakes: surely this is enough destruction for Western Asia and Eastern Europe!

The war has focused my mind more on Russia (unfortunately, bad news tends to have this effect). I, frankly, know extremely little about the different cultures who make Russia home. I had a doctor who was Russian, and we would speak a tiny bit of the language together (nyet; da; etc.); she was very nice. I remember her scolding me for being so concerned that my finger was crooked or had a small lump–“You are a human,” she wisely said. I’ve seen pictures of Russian horses called Akhal tekes that have a coat that shines like metal. And those funky towers in Moscow! How many films or pictures could they feature in! I recently found a picture of a woman with a sign in blue and yellow that says, in Russian, “Give them peace, and us, freedom of speech,” so I know that not all Russians are misled; plus, my first name is Catherine, spelled the same as Russia’s empress Catherine the Great. Please, media, get in there and show some of my cousins’ Latvian culture, and that of the other folks who live in those northerly lands. People are dying of ignorance here!

Now, when I say “People are dying of ignorance here,” I could also be referring to Americans who don’t know who the American enemy is, and get the wrong and stupid ideas from folks like Trump–but also from Republican rich guys. A lot of folks fail to figure out that their real enemy is not the Democrats, who actually look out for people like them, but the GOP, which wants to do away with food stamps and Medicare! Glomming onto the flag will not solve their problems. We have a sick world here–it be illin.’ We ALL need help, and taking away assistance for human needs is not the correct first step towards recovery. And I do not digress!

If you’ve seen this website–especially the Patriotic section–you know how big a fan of the American flag I am (see flag poems), and how my ancestor likewise was (“Poem to Old Glory,” 1941). I am such a big fan that it feels like sacrilege to modify the Stars and Stripes by using banners with different colored elements, even to convey “respect for the Rule of Law.” So get your dirty paws off Old Glory, I say! I like you, poor whites, and I am poor and white myself. I am the descendant of a baby born on the Mayflower ship. But hitting yourself in the head–trust me, take my word for it–is not a successful tactic for thriving on this planet!

Directives for Year 2023!

Directives for Year 2023!

It seems to me that if people were not so frustrated by living, we would want to live longer—and would!  But when the whole species is not partying together, we break down in various ways.  

Religions that call themselves faiths of love but don’t extend that emotion to all people on Earth, even those who are not believers of that religion, are messed up and hypocritical!  Love transcends boundaries!  The ultimate show of it is not wanting someone to convert so they can be “saved;” the true meaning of love is valuing someone as they are, even if you think they could be healthier.  

Celebrating is the mission for our Planet’s people.  Let’s focus on kind, inclusive having fun together—the world needs us to be happy!  

We need to plan species-wide playing, because we need to show the Creator/Planet that we get them—we understand the natural system on not just an intellectual level but also an emotional one.  Like, how do other cultures value Earth?  How can we transcend differences between Earth dwellers enough to have a good time, together, to GET Her?

The Creator/Natural System of our home, Earth, probably is waiting for us to be a mirror of Her/His/Its greatness.  WE need to tend our Garden home, not wait around for some power to come and do it for us!  We need to figure out how to come—together!  Is sex bad?  Why or why not? Learning to do this, including leaving some wilderness wild, is the direction of the future, the ultimate empowerment, the joining of hands with our Lord or Whoever!

Why do I know this?  How can I say these things?  What gives me the power to see this?  I am an artist and writer, and the world has shown itself to me, and I’m not going back!  

If the Planet—yes, our home, capital P—had feelings, She/He would be offended at Her/His humans raping and causing starvation; She/He would like to be known as a pleasant place to stay and dine.  Raping means seizing body or possessions.  This reminds me of the Christian sentiment that charity should come from one’s substance, not one’s surplus (p. 8, Catholic Teaching on the Environment 2020, Washington DC, United States Conference of Catholic Bishops).

And as Pope Pius XII said, as quoted in the book Catholic Teaching on the Environment (2020, Washington DC, United States Conference of Catholic Bishops, page 11), on material goods, “‘the goods which were created by God for all men should flow to all alike, according to the principles of justice and charity,’ (Sertum Laetitiae [On the 150th Anniversary of the Establishment of the Hierarchy in the United States]).  (no. 43)”  

Further, from this book (Catholic Teaching on the Environment), it is stated that “If one is in extreme necessity, he has the right to procure for himself what he needs out of the riches of others,” page 8.  Does our American Bill of Rights trump the Catholic teachings?  Surely the right to pursue happiness that it guarantees suggests that we cannot feel truly happy when our neighbor is suffering!  When we have seized the wellbeing of others for our own benefit, that is rapine.  The USA is engaging in sin!  

Let’s figure it out!  If our economics was based on presence, if we felt more whole and shared that with each other, we could give better presents.  Maybe we could dabble in prescience, figuring out the future!  But we can’t do it when the house is a mess!  We need some clutter busting on a large scale!  If there’s going to be a God coming here, we need the paths to be straight (see Mark, 1-3: “The voice of one crying in the wilderness: ‘Prepare ye the way of the Lord; make his paths straight.’ ”)—we need to figure out what that means!  

The Jesus thing: If God gave us His Son to save us, and we failed to learn from Jesus and other peacemakers how to live better lives, does it make sense that we are gonna be judged well if the  world ends?  Certainly we could—and should—try harder to be virtuous and help our neighbor.  What if the whole world—Catholic, believing in Jesus, as well as pagan—were our deity’s special project, and Jesus was an example, along with other prophets, of what the successful project would look like?  This is what saving means: the peaceful are a direction—a guide–for us!  

Instead of ignoring religious advice, thinking that the worse the Planet gets—the more evil becomes the human race—the sooner we will all (who believe) be taken to paradise—I want you to know that I am committed to figuring it out right here.  I see ways to do it, to help impress our deities, and each other, by virtue and creativity, playing, not just praying, for salvation: theater games for all!

So, what we need is an active involvement with Earth’s elements, including the human population, not waiting and even damaging Creation because our reading of the Bible suggests that we should be passive and weak.  I see that the God of Christianity is more powerful than that.  I was made in His image, according to many believers; He and I are not wimps!  He may be unorganized and need clarification to Himself, which is where we come in.  He might not, as I say, possess an effective mirror—yet, we can, if we try harder to have fun instead of suffer, grow to show Him to Himself, partnering with Him/Her and each other for a great future, one where all children grow using the expression of the joy they feel all the time.  

Wow!  What a year!

“Get who…”

“Get who gets you”

©C. Jennifer Walbridge

“Get who gets you”

Goes a mating service jingle.

“Earth” the Planet’s name.

If Nature on our orb was alive—

Made in a deity’s image?—

She/He would likely want to be known as a pleasant place to stay and dine 

With no starvation and without rapine.  

So, don’t seize me or my stuff!  And why not point out the berries?

We the people shall overcome…ourselves:

To get her!  Grasping, holding, helping—on target: the future!  

Liking the species,

I think this is inspiration that the Planet does well.  

And easily.  

“Earth” means more than “soil;” more than “land,” 

IT INCLUDES OCEAN, BROTHER BARRACUDA AND SISTER SQUID!  

Who do eye, how to Why?  

US, togetHer, here, everywhere,

Hear we: today!

And where else does One live?

Poem: From Earth

From Earth

© 2023 C. Jennifer Walbridge

We’re all from the Earth—

Dirty.  (Wordy.  Flirty!)

Seeing our aspects—other folks, other creatures—

Dead or alive, keeps us, sanely, to-get-Her.

Yesterday at work at the supermarket,

I saw lobster tails, wrapped for purchase; I

Don’t usually see those, but the New Year came

And, with my new grocery bagging job,

Wilder foodstuffs than in my daily life!

Our store sells warm chicken cheaper on Mondays; 

When the customer brings them in their

Plastic bag, they smell: my body—mostly vegetarian,

Certainly not a fan of bird meat—must

Imbibe some.  We share the air.

Care?

Likewise, the cleaning supplies aisle

Stinks to high heaven—like detergent, chemicals;

How do the odors, in thick plastic containers,

Emit?

Cleanly—meanly

To my health?

Yet, soaps are needed to wash:

Dishes; clothes; floors; produce.

Soil.

Love!

Tomorrow—our next day; our

Children’s lifetimes.

Garden?

Wilderness?

Taming; using.

Sustaining; abusing.

Here us play

“To get Her:”

Is our planet really so hard to understand?

She asks us to be gentle on ourselves;

She is more than dirt; She is also snow.

So, frolic!