When I ask...

The moon is on the rise.
Change is our constant, but I wonder is there a greater change, a force, a momentum at work for truth? For justice? For peace? As I sit here, Mcleod Ganj is bustling with people from all over the world. People, pilgrims of truth come to have a glance at a living reincarnation of the buddha of compassion---His holiness the Dalai Lama. They also come to support the tibetan people as we approach the historic day---March 10th, 2009.
From 1959 to 2009--50years in exhile, 50 years of resistance to the chinese government which seeks to devour the land of these people as our ancestors once devoured the land of the red man--the navaho, the sioux, the arrapaho, the shoshonee, the hopi...the list goes on.
And why I ask, does history repeat itself?
Why are the indigenous people of this planet treated so brutally?
The brutality is embedded in this greed, the paranoid fear for the power of the world.
Manifest your destiny, across the land.
Head west my boy, they said back then.
Head north they say without any knowledge that as they move north they simaltaneously are participating in cultural genocide.
Ignorance? Culturally blinded?
The roof of the world.
The heart of the west.
What is the difference...and why must it repeat itself?
March 10th, 1959 the tibetans rose up, revolted for truth...couragious disedance against the monster. David and Goliath.
A failed revolt.
But a successful escape of His Holiness.
Oh, yes and some 80,000 tibetans to follow.
exodus.
fleeing this genocide.
saving lives, culture, the way.
a way so unique.
minds so full of heart, so connected to the earth.

And so I ask, what can be done?
where does justice prevail?
When will this dark period end, and illumination begin?
When, good lord, will truth prevail?
2012? Polar shift?
From ME to WE, from greed to green?

Until then, I will continue to believe.
and to prepare by standing on my head, breathing from my head to my toes.
recirculating, as to prepare phyisically for this shift.
so my head can feel my heart beat constantly as I bow in the face of truth, and stand strong in the face of injustice.

may this all find you and instill you with courage.
as I mentioned earlier---look to the root.
This word courage finds its latin roots in the cor, the heart.
When I ask will we all have the courage to stand for truth, and not just for "I" and "ME".