An Updated Prayer, credit G*d, our Creator

April 11th, 2018
A Blessing to Say every Morning
Blessed is the Tribe and the Earth, and the house, and the tent,
and the place, and the sun, and the moon,
and the city, and the creatures,
and the heart, and the mountain,
and the refuge, and the sanctuary, and the cave,
and the valley, and the land,
and the sea, and the Family, and the island,
and the meadow, and the desert and the tundra,
and the sea
where mention of G*d hath been made,
where G*d’s song hath been manifested.
Abdul Baha
(with modifications by feralfae. com, with gratitude to our Creator.)


The Fields of Fairbanks

November 14th, 2016

The Fields of Fairbanks

I watch with wonder this approach of Fall
How do trees know when to colour leaves?
How far can one goose hear the southern call?

Who tells the birds to fill the skies?
What signals orchestration of the freeze?
I wonder who it is who plans it all.

Today, I glimpsed a pattern to it all
In stretch of sky and soft leaf fall,
In icy lace of pond’s first freeze,
In last song as the warbler leaves.
I think I saw a hint in snowy skies
As all of Earth responds to timeless call.

If the geese flew lower, I would call
Them in and turn them, one and all,
To leave the labours of the icy skies,
And fill the fields, to glean the harvest fall
That the careless reaper always leaves
In stubble where the furrows soon will freeze.

Before the days grow short and dark and freeze,
Before the sun retreats too far to call,
Before the warmth of summer finally leaves,
I’d like to make a study of it all,
And parse this fascination that is fall,
To know it well from icy pond to graying skies.

But who am I to wish to read the skies?
As if it is a pattern I could freeze
In one still place and label it as “Fall”
And hold it static at my beck and call,
So that, with time, I could study it all,
Piece by piece, where nothing ever leaves.

Yet I wonder how I’d still patterns of leaves
That swirl their dance of colour in the skies,
Before they reach the fate that waits them all.
Before they fade and curl beneath the freeze.
I wonder – Does the Earth send each a call,
To tell each Dancer where to fall?

I think each of us leaves without the all-
Knowing reason for the call for Earth to freeze.
And do we dance a while on skies, before our time to fall?

© iloilo

Scriabin and Cooperative Anarchy

November 14th, 2016

Scriabin is my favorite composer.  Check him out.  I was listening to Scriabin when I “got” mutual-vector Calculus applications in high-energy physics and could “see” it happening.  I left Flatland.  🙂

I’ve not been around much for a while now.  There were heart issues to heal from Doug leaving, and from other things that happened around that time.  I hope I now return with greater wisdom, and with more compassion for our Earth and all Her living things, but especially for Humankind, my species. *<twinkle>*

I’m listening to Scriabin’s Preludes Op. 11, performed by Evelyne DuBourg, although I think my favorite artist for these Preludes is Ruth Loredo.  Horowitz does a nice job, too.

I think, amidst the disorder and collapsing of old structures that we see all around us, we are also being offered a wonderful opportunity to step forth and dare the creation of new structures based not on greed, addictions to power, insatiable materialistic lust, anger, and at the bottom of it all, of course, the fear.

I am suggesting that we are building new structures—new social structures, new solutions for old problems, through free markets and free minds.   Time to leave Flatland.  If old structures were built on initiation of force, caging people, enslaving people, greed, power addiction, and fear, then what shall form the foundation of this new structure of society?

I’d suggest we use as our foundation honor, courage, and love.  Let our fundamental human characteristics be balanced: compassion with objectivity;  justice balanced with mercy; trust balanced with self-defense; right of association balanced with cooperation; free markets balanced with free minds.  I think we have an opportunity to create intentional structures without hierarchy.  I am suggesting that there are alternatives to hierarchal government.  I am suggesting know that there are other ways to conduct the affairs of Humankind, in directions that lead us away from ignorance and darkness.

“No institution predicated on the use of force or fraud can prevail,” wrote Doug Buchanan.  He also wrote, “The net effect of government: diminish human potential; lessen quality of life; stagnate advance of knowledge; serve only the pleasures and egos of the hierarchy.”  Doug left a lot of notes for me, and I am only slowly sorting and publishing them, saying as close to the original words as possible.  Much of these times, we were also talking as he wrote.

And now I, solo me, am going to be writing more about Cooperative Anarchy, and hope you will join me here occasionally, enter into the discussion with your comments, and join the rising chorus of Humankind all over the world as we gather in peaceful consultation.  Let us dare toward peace. *<twinkles>*

I’m now back  to listening to Scriabin.

Toward entelechy,


14 November 2016

Cooperative Anarchy

November 7th, 2016

Cooperative Anarchy.  An alternative option to the structure of society. You can make it any way you want, just so it’s cooperatively. 


Live life your way.  Cooperatively.

iloilo  7 November 2016

“No institution predicated upon the initiation of fraud or force shall prevail.”

June 13th, 2016

What is a perfect meme to say this?  I want to find a way to articulate the logic of this statement as a meme.  That is the project for the near term.  Many of the attempts at problem-solving taking place among Humankind today are based in the assumption that some person can be granted a license initiate force or fraud in order to coerce other humans to acquiesce.

“No institution predicated upon the initiation of force shall prevail.” said Doug.

History repeatedly teaches us this.  And yet, if our leaders wanted us to disarm, for instance, they could set a good example for us to follow by first disarming themselves and their myrmidons.  They could set a brilliant example.  If they really believe what they are saying about arms, and if they really believed that we are all equal under the Law they would lead by example.  Simple.

They would, if leaders of foresight and conscience, already have disarmed themselves and their myrmidons, else they are just as lost as they claim the rest of us to be if we favor self-defense.

They could lead like Gandhi: from conscience.

We are evolving, and I think the next big leap in evolution is going to be the culturally universal emergence of a repugnance toward swinging a club or dropping a bomb to get what you want, and the shunning of those who continue to engage in initiation of force, whether physical or psychological.

Isn’t that what the best leaders, the world leaders we remember with fondness and pride and love, isn’t that what these leaders do?  Pythagoras, Jesus, Gandhi, Martin Luther, Einstein, de Broglie, Martin Luther King, Jr.  . . .  the list goes on and on. ( I am wondering how to best word another effective meme that conveys the message of leading by example, as true leaders must do.)  None of them employed force or fraud.  None of them preyed on the innocent.

I will find the meme for Doug’s words, and probably someone among the good leaders will have said it already.  Or it may come from you.  (Especially the Freedom Outlaws, Intertel members and Friends who might read this, I ask for your help.  *<twinkles>*

Carry on, carry on.

iloilo   12 June 2016

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Now is the time for all . . .

June 9th, 2015

. . . good women to come to the aid of their Earth.

What’s your project? 

I realize that this sounds terribly enigmatic, but all I really mean is—what are you doing individually to make a small change?  Some have a minute and a penny.  Some have millions and time to kill.  It doesn’t matter.  Make whatever manifestation you can—make a change that makes you smile from your heart.

iloilo  8 June 2015

Albert Einstein on war and government by force.

August 4th, 2014

“Human beings are not condemned,

because of their biological constitution,

to annihilate each other

or to be at the mercy of a cruel, self-inflicted fate.”

 Albert Einstein

So then, just why do we have wars and government by force?

 Who chose those paradigms?

Did you?

I didn’t.

3 August 2014


A World in Trauma. Where are the leaders?

May 20th, 2014

While we watch a world in trauma, I must ask a simple question:

Where are the leaders?  Where are the leaders who will lead humankind out of initiation of violence one against another, and into a more rational and loving approach to peace and reconciliation?

Where are the leaders who will lead humankind into a more balanced, respectful, and kind relationship with all of Life and with our Earth?

Where are the leaders who lead peacefully and with patience and kindness, and who refuse to initiate violence?

Where are the leaders who turn humankind away from the mass murder of warfare, corporate greed, and might makes right; who will lead only toward peace and reconciliation?

When all has been said, we can only lead ourselves.  We are each our own personal responsibility, and we make our own choices.

It is a beautiful spring day here in Montana, with the rising sun’s light pouring energy into the trees.  Loving, nurturing energy.  Each dawn returns us to our place of growth and activity, and each dusk returns us to our place of rest and healing.

For today, right now, lead yourself into peace.  Do not be surprised if other people notice and smile.

Lead yourself.  Politicians and priests are obsolete paradigms.  Lead yourself.  Then watch the leaders walk among us, one by one.  Lead yourself.

Peace,  iloilo  20 May, 2014

Why Are We Here?

December 11th, 2013

I ask each of you to ask of yourself, this question, which I will endeavor to make an effective question:

If I have a spirit, and that spirit has a purpose, then what is that purpose?

I occasionally ponder my spiritual purpose in being here, on Earth, at this time, connected with all the wonderful, compassionate people of great lovingkindness whom I am blessed to know. I have a totally magnificent Tribe!   I wonder why Doug had to leave, although he has shown me many reasons it was a grand, dramatic, and strategic exit, undertaken with incredibly meticulous planning.  And his total trust in me, as I had infinite trust in Doug.  

I smile when I read his notes, and watch unfolding so many things he told me would unfold.  And of course, one of the admonitions he left with me, besides that Patience is a Virtue, is that his words hold their meaning, and so far, he has been spot-on.

I remark on this because it is remarkable, and because it informs my Faith in a fashion that I would not have imagined possible only 23 months ago.  I doubted my own Faith, you see, as my human body responded to my husband’s escape with profound pain and shattered psyche.  I am slowly trudging out of the Valley of the Shadow.  His words hold their meaning.

I have been put in the enviable position of having been given a part of a map, but one which can only be seen by eyes connected to a brain that understands one of Doug’s last notes on the back of one of his cards.

“The Knowledge to cause your brain to cause your muscles to laugh.  No argument against it.  It is that Knowledge.  Try it.”

Since I am still here in this human body, I have more games to play, obviously.  I have more lessons to learn and teach (I sometimes fancy myself a student assistant of a brilliant Headmaster who teaches metaphysics every eighth term. We are in that term.)  So besides my regular activities of chopping wood and carrying water, I am at work on studying as hard as I can to learn as much as I can in this here/now, so that for myself alone, I can answer this question:

If I have a spirit, and that spirit has a purpose, then what is that purpose?

I know spirits have free will, and I am busy exercising mine, but I also come from a line of humans who seek meaning.  For a while it was loving and caring for Doug.  Before that, it was working in Human Rights while also making beautiful art.  And doing archaeology.  And some other stuff.

I am a simple artist, a potter and a painter, and from the depth of that simplicity, comes this answer:

I am a spirit, and I have a purpose, and that purpose is to manifest love and beauty.

I am writing my answer here, knowing it might change.   But this answer gives me a ledge to make a stand and to rest while I prepare for the next pitch.   

So, I now ask you who read here.  If you say you have no spirit, you are off the hook.  If you have a spirit, do you know it well enough to know some of its purpose?  It will have to do only with you, and no other person, even if they are richly and beautifully interwoven into the fabric of your life. 

If I have a spirit, and that spirit has a purpose, then what is that purpose?



7 December 2013 

For My Husband

August 8th, 2013

For My Husband

Douglas Leo Buchanan 19 May 1947 ~ 7 February 2012
August 7, 2013
In the days of war, he spoke for peace
In the days of servility, he spoke for free Humankind
In the days of slavery, he spoke against wars and taxation.
In the days of shadows, he stood as a Light.
In those days of Doug Buchanan, he made us think.
In those days of Doug Buchanan, he made us smile.
In those days of Doug Buchanan, he made us see ourselves.
In those days of Doug Buchanan, we played some Very Good Games.
In these days when corruption is mundane
In these days when money is held higher than Love,
In these days when Life is held cheap,
And we forget we are all Souls
Here to learn Great Lessons together
Lovingly provided by our very own
Most Worthy Headmaster,
Who shows us the Miracles of Love made Manifest,
I was blessed to be the Wife of Douglas Leo Buchanan.
He talked to Headmaster often,
I told him I was sure he was an A+ student,
And no doubt an Instructor as well.
Teaching Souls by his example of Honor.
In days when he had great courage
In days when he asked the hard questions
In days when he sometimes felt he stood alone
With only the Headmaster behind him.
He found me, and he came to claim me.
And we chose each other, following our hearts.
We lifted each other from behind old walls,
We resolved some of each other’s contradictions
We helped each other peel off old labels
We played in the Beauty of our Love.
We played beautiful Games of Magnificent Wonder
We celebrated our Love as Living Beings
We celebrated this Earth and Her Nurturing
And gave Thanks daily for the Wonder of our Love,
For the Beauty and Brightness of our Love.
We taught each other much about Manifesting
We gave each other Great Happiness
We gave each other our Deepest Trust
We sang our own Song in harmony with the One Verse.
In those days when Douglas Leo Buchanan walked this Earth
In those days when he taught the moral meaning of Anarchy —
That each Individual is responsible for our own Spirit, our own Life.
And I taught the logical and practical algorithm of Love
Each Individual Manifests Most Effectively from Love.
And we agreed that G*d, our Headmaster, was Love
And therefor the most effective Creator of All.
And those who knew less of Headmaster’s logic,
Simply had not asked enough questions.
Just as we had more questions to ask,
More ranges to cross.
In the days when our Spirits had met
And our bodies followed our hearts.
In the Days of Douglas Leo Buchanan.
I am honored he chose me to be his adventure partner.
He was well loved in his own time.
I am blessed beyond words.  Thank you my HM.
We carry on, here within the Mind of G*d.


~toward entelechy