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Evolutionary Reconciliation: Part 4

"Two groups of people approaching each other over a chasm, ready to shake hands."

“To put your ego in check, to subordinate your ego, you must have incredible confidence. If you find you cannot put your ego in check because you are afraid it might make you look weak, then guess what? You are weak.” Jocko Willink “Leadership Strategy and Tactics”

 
Conflict sucks but facing conflict is a part of building reconciliation skills. How can I subordinate my primal instinct to flee, fight or freeze during a conflict? I had an eye-opening experience with conflict recently that tested my ability to put my ego at the bottom of my priority list. The skill could be called “ego-death.”
 
The person I was with suddenly began to criticize me after what I thought was a benign sounding request. Their tone of voice screamed: “I am superior to and better than you in every way,” conceit and condescension hitting me like a blast of sizzling bacon fat. Here was someone who is politically correct, charming, and intelligent. I froze for a minute, then I wanted to scream  “FUCK YOU” and then realized that I did not want to fight back. I began to wonder if they were in pain, tired, hungry, lonely and/or oblivious to their use of cruel words. I also realized that I pride myself on being able to get along with people and that the other person should see how sincere and innocent I am. I had had many similar conflicts with this person and each time I concluded that they were a pompous blowhard, lacking self-awareness and not to be trusted. I took some deep breaths, while they babbled on about my faults. I did not interrupt them, which was a challenge. Thier words hung in the air like toxic smoke. Then, tentatively I verbalized some simple empathy, for both of us, but for them first. I did not try to defend myself, because I knew that self-defense would only escalate the conflict. Calm came over them and they apologized. I think what defused the tension is that I disarmed their ego by disarming mine.
 
You may fear that if you operate out of compassion (and not focusing on your desire to be liked, to win the argument, to deflect and defend), the other person will walk all over you. But in most cases, when the other person’s ego, i.e. their unconscious instinct to fight, flee or freeze, is not triggered by your own defense mechanisms, safety and regulation naturally comes into play. The ultimate form of leadership and compassion is creating neutral space in which the villain and victim realize they want a cease-fire.
 
This kind of interpersonal de-escalation tactic called “ego-death” takes endless practise. One way to encounter and navigate this skill is in the personal space of inquiry and meditation. If you are being honest and fully present, the unconscious mind will eventually vomit forth all your ego’s unresolved conflicts. There is really no permanent way of escaping unpleasant feelings so why not bite the bullet and explore your other options. In meditation, we ignore the distractions and stop blaming other people or any external circumstances for our suffering.  When we feel resourced and safe enough to allow unconscious material to arise; “Meditation is a kind of waiting and postponing of reaction.” Sarah Schulman, from her book Conflict Is Not Abuse. If you feel overwhelmed with anxiety, which I did for the first 5 years of meditating, you need to seek some outside help to heal unresolved issues.
 

I double dog dare you to sit still, close your eyes, no mantras or special effects required, for 13 minutes every day and see what happens. Conflict will present itself as the grist for your evolution towards inner and interpersonal reconciliation.

 

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Humpty Dumpty

Humpty Dumpty

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall

Humpty Dumpty was having a ball

He stole the folk’s money

And squandered their wealth

In order to hide it

He squandered their health

Green Wizardries: Three Winter Solstice Gifts

Before we get into the subject of seasonal gift giving, I want to tell you a story.  I recently made a huge pot of curried-squash soup.  It had to be huge because the squash was huge.  I thought of a friend I felt could use cheering up and took her a quart.  We met her today while she was out for a walk and she thanked me for the soup and then told me the sort of day she had been having when the soup arrived. 

Her electricity had failed several times that day.  The ultra-violet filter for her well water had stopped working and then, to put a cherry on top of her day, the water had also stopped flowing.  She had been so delighted to have a bottle of soup she could just set on the wood stove to warm up.   My timing was bang on that day!

We are kind of on our own now; the various levels of government, police, medical services, schools and similar all seeming to be having a series of melt-downs.  It is up to us to take care of our friends and neighbours.  We are the last line of defence.  So, ask people how they are doing and be prepared to step in with a kind gesture or a calming word.  

Now, on to the giving of seasonal gifts.  Giving the gift of a pleasant life is so much better than giving some trinket to clutter the house.  For example, I started to read Marcus Aurelius’ Meditations some years ago and have never stopped.  Without the very interesting footnotes, it is a short book and was never meant for publication.  The Meditations were just things Marcus jotted down in a notebook because as the Emperor of Rome, he couldn’t have frank discussion with any other mortal.  When I get to the end, I start again at the beginning.   

Marcus Aurelius was more than just Emperor of Rome, he was also a thoughtful, decent man and a lifelong student of Stoic philosophy.  I am sure you know the saying, “All power corrupts, but absolute power corrupts absolutely.”  Marcus was an angry man and he could have had his enemies pulled apart by teams of horses in the circus but he never did.  In fact, he was considered a prodigy of fair and even -handed rule.  

The Meditations have gone around my family.  I urged my sister in law to read them and when the family was together, we were talking to her eighteen-year-old son about what preparations would be good for him in life.  His Mother said, “Meditations,”  and we all stopped puzzled for a moment until she said, “Marcus Aurelius’ Meditations.” 

Some months later, we were all visiting again and the young man said how astonished he was that he could open the book on any given day and receive excellent advice from a man, long dead, who seemed to know him and care about him.  I find the same thing happens to me.  I open the book and read a paragraph and find that is just what I needed to hear that day.  The Meditations will make a fine gift for any person who does not own a copy.  

The next gift on the list is Rosemary Gladstar’s Medicinal Herbs, a Beginner’s Guide.  This is the first herbal I ever owned and it remains my favourite one.  She gives information on how to grow medicinal plants, harvest them and gives a selection of recipes to make remedies for lots of common health problems.  

She also talks about the excellent weeds nature provides us with and where to find them and how to prepare them.  Rosemary also talks about common herbs and spices you probably already have in your kitchen and the excellent remedies you can make with them.  I am continually amazed at how good the products are that I make with her recipes.  Get this book for anyone on your list who doesn’t have it yet. 

The last book I will mention is the excellent, “Encyclopedia of Natural Magic,” by John Michael Greer.  Greer is a good scholar who has a rich background in ceremonial magic.  The Encyclopedia is derived from his study of Medieval and Renaissance magical texts.  

Besides being a good encyclopedia of the stones and herbs used in magical techniques, Greer provides information on how to use the book to pursue your own magical projects.  He also talks about having good magical ethics as the starting point of a successful magical practice.  

This text is fun and has many projects such as making magical soaps, incense, amulets, washes and perfumes.  It even includes a section on magical gardening.  All the information and projects in this book are suitable for children.  Greer’s books are a huge improvement on the Harry Potter books as they deal in real magic which can be a potent resource in making a happy and fulfilling life.  

Letter to the Editor – Christine Stewart

Letter to the editor re Sally Campbell’s article in the Grapevine of Nov 23:

Most people are aware of the living conditions of Palestinians in Gaza before the present conflict. I do not dispute Ms Campbell’s personal experience. I do wonder why she felt she had to describe it to us in the way she did, in her article in last week’s Grapevine. Especially now when emotions around the Israeli-Hamas war are running high, and the media are reporting a rise in hate crimes in our own country. Surely the article wasn’t a veiled justification for the Oct 7 massacre and hostage-taking, the subtext being: “they had it coming”? It’s a sentiment as old as (recorded) time, and the reason for the existence of Israel today. If this is not what Ms Campbell was saying, her account will be used to validate those who are. 

Ms Campbell’s assertion that the conflict we are witnessing is about Israelis “getting all the land”, is simplistic, inaccurate, and inflammatory. Many Israelis support a two state solution – or they did before the conflict – and somehow I think Ms Campbell knows this. The repetition of her phrase in bold and italics doesn’t strengthen her argument. On the contrary. And it is not up to Ms Campbell to declare so confidently “what Israel-Palestine needs now”. 

I read this article during the fraught fragile pause in the hostilities when the media were talking about “a glimmer of hope”. Too bad I couldn’t see any good intent in what Ms Campbell wrote, or anything at all that was informative or beneficial. Her specious attempt to distinguish “Judaism from Zionism” doesn’t cut it. Speaking out against injustice and inhumanity is one thing. Doing it in a sensational, demagogical way that is harmful to another party, is another thing entirely. 

Christine Stewart

Theory

Theory

by Mr. Unknown

A theory is a spark

An educated guess

From the top of your head

You put it to the test

Many theories are used today

Coming from philosophers or scientists

A theory requires time

A lot to immense

A theory needs a steady mind

Who looks at the world differently

A theory can soon be proved true

Now we can see

This idea is real

The years were spent well

We will use this idea in the future

Only time will tell

Holiday Hampers 2023

Holiday Hampers 2023

By Sadie Gibbs for Denman Island Community Education Society

It’s Holiday Hamper season! Time and time again the Denman Island Community glows with generosity at this time of year.  The Holiday Hampers are made up of boxes filled with wrapped presents, fresh produce, turkey, treats, and groceries for the festive season. They support food security for the families and individuals in our community who need it. The hampers are fully organized and funded by the generosity of Denman Islanders by way of donations and volunteer efforts. Last year we provided 46 hampers and with the increase in visitors to the Food Bank, we expect an increased need this year. 

To fill the hampers, we are accepting quality gifts for children, teens, and adults, non-perishable food, specialty items, treats, and joyful decorations. Gifts can be dropped off at the Denman Island Hardware Store. Cash and cheque donations can be left in the donation jars at the General Store and the foyer of the Community School. Please make out cheques to DICES. Donations over $25 receive a charitable tax receipt! We also accept e-transfers to dices.communityprograms@gmail.com and donations through canadahelps.org. For us to be able to plan it is helpful if gifts and monetary donations are dropped off by December 12th. 

We welcome helping hands on the morning of December 22, when we will be wrapping presents, packing, and delivering the hampers. If you would like to lend a hand, send an email to dices.communityprograms@gmail.com or leave a message at 250-335-2058.

To receive a Holiday Hamper please fill out the form that you can find at the General Store, the Food Bank, and the School foyer. You can also find the form at www.dices.ca.

Thank you Denman Islanders for your ongoing support for Holiday Hampers!

Shucking Oysters: Dang Reviews

Before I stay at a hotel or eat out, I often read the Tripadvisor reviews. Recently I was looking for a good Chinese take out in Courtenay and I stumbled upon “dangW9218AA” reviews. East Kitchen is a “nice restaurant to go eat Chinese food.” Quality Foods has “very good Quality Chinese food” and the Mandarin Village Restaurant is “a very very nice old fashioned styled Chinese restaurant.” All good reviews. Hhmm. Who is this “dangW…”? He lives in Courtenay, is “a proud heavy metal fan” and has 16 followers. 

His first review, February 2021 was McDonald’s on Cliffe, “A nice very friendly restaurant with good food. A very dedicated hard working staff are always happy to serve customers with 100% dedication and are always caring about everything and very good delicious food.” 

Two weeks later the exact same review for the McDonald’s on Lerwick. Five months later back at McDonald’s on Cliffe: “Very yummy and delicious and very good tasting food” and a third review a year later in May “A very very nice and a very super cool and far out family restaurant with … very very good tasting delicious and super yummy food.” Maybe I’ll check one of them out, next time I’m in town.

He did venture. Looking for a good Asian place in town? Pho Maple Noodle: “very very nice and a very super cool Chinese restaurant with very very good tasting and very very delicious and very super yummy Chinese food and very nice staff.” The Saigon Noodle House: “A very very good restaurant with some very good tasting delicious and very yummy Vietnamese food.” 

And … The Kinaree Thai Restaurant: “Very fancy very good tasting yummy Thai food.” Ichiban Sushi: “Very very good tasting delicious and very yummy sushi and tempura and very good happy and friendly staff.” Sushi Jo Japanese Restaurant: “A very very nice and a very super cool sushi restaurant with very very good tasting delicious and very super yummy food and very good hard working and polite and friendly staff.” I know, I couldn’t decide either.

Or perhaps … Greek. Yiamas: “Very good Greek food that tastes very very good and very hard working staff with 100% good customer service and they are always happy and glad to serve there  customers with smiles on there faces and it is a perfect place for couples to have a romantic dinner.”

Subway on Cliffe: “A very very nice and very very cool sandwich shop.” Tim Horton’s on Cliffe: “A very very nice and a very very cool donut and coffee shop with very very good tasting delicious and super yummy food and very good customer service.” The White Spot: “A very very nice legendry BC restaurant.” Wendy’s: “A very very good and a very very nice and a very super cool family fast food restaurant with very very good tasting and very delicious and super yummy food and very good customer service.” 

A & W: “A place to eat burgers” and “very very good tasting delicious and yummy food.” TacoTime: “A very very super nice and totally far out Mexican family restaurant with very super good tasting and super delicious and super yummy food.” Dairy Queen Grill & Chill: “A very very nice friendly family restaurant with very good tasting and very delicious and very super yummy food …” Yes, I was torn, as well.

Downtown Courtenay has “some very very nice stores and very very nice restaurants and very very nice coffee shops and a very very good bank named the Scotia Bank.” The Urban Smoke Shop: “A very very nice local small town cannabis and smoke shop that sells a lot of very very good and very super cool cannabis and smoke products.” Weaver’s Leather: “A very very nice and a very super cool store to buy leather clothing and other biker stuff.” 

The Driftwood Mall? “A very very nice small town shopping center.” 

Still with me? Headache?

But mid 2023 something happened to Dang … Best Western Westerley Hotel is “a nice and beautiful hotel” AND “the front desk manager Josh looks exactly like John Cooper the frontman for the Christian heavy metal band Skillet.” 

Dang’s most recent review June 2023. The Flying Canoe West Coast Pub: “A extremely nice and friendly local neighbourhood pub … with extremely delicious food … loyal friendly caring good hearted cheerful staff featuring Tarun – Amanda – Robert – Olivia – Molly – Sam – Danielle – Chantelle – Annie – Roberta – Desmond and Kirk who are always super happy to serve their customers at any time day or night with very big smiles on their faces and a very diverse selection of music including Top 40 – Country Music – Classic Rock and a nice little dose of Heavy Metal on the side all played on their Spotify stereo system … I strongly encourage coming on down to this pub you will love it and the pub manager Todd looks like a member of the British rock band the Beatles. Hey everybody peace out and rock n roll all night and party every day.” 

I’m guessing Dan g is a very, very super cool extremely friendly nice guy, early 60s, very very single, overweight, smokes pot, lives downtown Courtenay. A heavy metal fan, of course. Rides a motorbike wearing very very nice leather … And which Beatles member does Todd look like, Dang it?

Getting all the Land

Haitham Imad/EPA, via Shutterstock

Nothing in my life prepared me for what I saw when we visited Hebron. It is one of the biggest and oldest Palestinian cities in the West Bank of Israel-Palestine, with a population of over 200,000. There were then about 400 Israeli settlers living in the most troubled H2 area of the old city.

We were cautioned not to look at the Israeli border police who patrolled the old city, and most certainly not to photograph them. The old town had a very heavy police presence, but I think the first sight that shocked me was a young Israeli settler sitting at a bus stop. He looked like a North American surfer dude, but he was nonchalantly holding an assault rifle in his hands.

This is not something we see in our society, thankfully!

Photo by Roberto Morgenthaler

In the centre of the old city, we visited the Ibrahami Mosque, site of the Baruch Goldstein massacre of 29 worshippers in 1994. This shocking act was followed by Israel’s division of the Mosque into two parts, one part now a synagogue with a separate entrance. We visited both and then began a walk down the city streets. Reaching Ash-Shuhada Street, our Palestinian guide informed us that he was unable to continue with us; the street was closed to Palestinians. It had been declared “sterilized”. Some of the Jewish members of our group refused to walk down that street in solidarity with our guide, Sayeed.

Market in Hebron by David Birchall

Perhaps the most disturbing aspect of our trip to Hebron was our experience in the old market, a place with that feel of a centuries-old gathering place, a place so full of stories, it felt like a giant step back in time. Hundreds of the Palestinian shops in Hebron have been closed since the advent of settlers to the area, but some were still open. We visited with one man whose family had run their particular small shop for many generations. He had a deep resolve to keep that shop open as an act of resistance, despite daily pressure to just give in, close it up and move away. Above the sloping stone walkway between the shops was a vast network of netting, preventing garbage strewn from the settler dwellings in the apartments above from falling on the vendors and customers in the market. Not only garbage got thrown down, apparently, also buckets of urine, of “stink water”, and even feces were dumped on the Palestinian market. Sadly, these kinds of open expressions of hatred for Palestinians are not uncommon in the West Bank. This is why Palestinians say: “Our existence is our resistance”.

Though some do leave for a better life elsewhere, the vast majority stay. They practice “sumud,” which means “steadfastness”.

Illustrative: Israeli soldiers check the ID of a Palestinian woman near a Jewish enclave in Hebron on October 29, 2015. (AFP/Menahem Kahana)

Everywhere in Hebron are checkpoints for Palestinians where their identity cards are checked, as well as moving roadblocks. Israelis have no need to stop at these stations; they are for Palestinians only. Israeli cars have a different coloured license plate which exempts them.

In the West Bank, there are buses for Jewish people only. Settlements are for Jewish people only. There are dirt roads for Palestinians and new highways for Israelis only. Israelis erase Palestinians by calling them all “Arabs”. Seeing “Death to Arabs” spray-painted on walls in public places was deeply disturbing. Israeli settlers in the West Bank have the vote, but

Palestinians living there for generations have no vote. Settlers are governed by the Israeli justice system; Palestinians are under Military rule. Naming this as apartheid was a rather obvious conclusion for me in 2014.

I’ve never seen anything like it before or since, and it is a chilling experience to see humans treat one another like that.

We visited a Rabbi in Qiryat Arba settlement, an upscale condo complex at the edge of Hebron and I was “nominated” to be the interviewer because I was a mediator. The first thing I noticed was his New York Brooklyn accent. He and his large family were living very comfortably and we were lucky he was willing to give a group like ours an audience. I had questions formulated by our group in advance and I remember at one point he nearly kicked us all out for challenging his strong sense of entitlement. I did have to put my “mediator hat” on at that point!

His desire to have all the land was what I remember most of that discussion. He strongly resented the Palestinian presence in Hebron and felt it unfair that biblical Hebron had to be “shared” on any level with anyone other than Jews. This was a good example of the Zionist mindset. Zionism really has nothing to do with Judaism. It is a political ideology bent on getting and holding onto all of the land of “historic Israel” (another article) for Jewish people only.

Judaism values “tikkun olam” – repair of the world – and caring for the stranger. It’s important to keep the clear the distinctions between Zionism and Judaism.

For now, we need to keep the Zionist goal in mind. The current onslaught in Gaza is about that – getting all the land. What everyone in Israel-Palestine needs is a Ceasefire Now. That has to be the first step.

A Prisoner’s Lament

March 31, 2007

A Prisoner’s Lament

Outside today it is a sunny and windy day. There’s a chop out on the lake surface and one needs to wear their overcoat to enjoy their smoking pursuits. Inside, it is just another day. With each spin of the earth this place gains in familiarity yet, with the continuing influx of new arrivals, it becomes almost less so. My willingness in getting to know my fellow detainees when I’d first arrived here has slowly given way to a cool detachment towards the newbies. Being the lone guy bunked in the only single room lends to this. While there is the obvious privacy, there too is an amount of isolation from the rest. Strangely, I find myself wanting for some of the faces that no longer inhabit this place. Are they any different than the ones who populate it now? Were I to have happened upon this range yesterday, I’d be just as inclined to chip away at the walls that can serve to maintain each of us an island, just as I did back in January. Would these stranger faces to my current scrutiny not then be as friendly and familiar as those of before? 

My lack of will I question isn’t seated in apathy, unfounded skepticism, or a form of lethargy. A mild depression perhaps. The familiarizing of this jail for me is, for all intents and purposes, done and the grind of realizing that I’m not even one-third through my stay has begun to take on a greater weight to my conscious. Momentary flights of fancy, dreaming of life after all this is over are restrained by the weight of knowing that I’ve barely gotten into the meat of my bit. The weather outside has turned reminding me that time is elapsing but the weather inside doesn’t pay that much attention or adherence to the seasonal shift. This may indeed be ‘Camp Cuddles,’ largely viewed as a cakewalk compared to doing time most anywhere else, but it is still jail. It is still draining on the mind and mood. It is something that I wouldn’t recommend. That being said however, I shudder thinking what time would be like serving it at Wilky or some federal penitentiary. It is utterly paradoxical to be appreciative for being at this facility when you can’t escape the fact that it’s still prison. Good Lord! Is this me becoming institutionalized?! 

I ache to be beyond this chapter in my life. It is such a waste. 

My life awaits me after all this and it could conceivably go in any direction. It’s almost as perplexing to my mind as the reasons for me being here in the first place. I feel that I am a kind and good soul but this place is meant to sap one of such notions. When I leave this place it will be to no one or anything in particular. My stalled out existence will be at the beginning once again. I suspect I’ll have more ties to my existence in this place than I’ll have to my life prior to arriving here. Everyone I know on the outside continues unabated in the pursuits of their lives, getting further ingrained and attached to their lovers, children, work, problems and dreams. For me it will all be new again and it’s hard not to recognize that in a way, I’ve been left behind by the world I knew. I might exist in the thoughts of those who knew me prior to this experience but while I’m mired within it there is no communing or active participation in each other’s existences to have me feel that the passing of time doesn’t discriminate. While I’m sure I’ll be received well by my true friends and family, I too will be distanced from everyone else for my absence. A shifting attitude not unlike the one I’m experiencing in this place. Here, the setting is familiar but the perception and feeling about it has changed in a mere two months. When I get released and return to the Comox Valley that setting will not have changed much from my remembrance but, for this ordeal I’ve had to undergo, the perception and feeling about the valley will likely have changed after eight months away. Woe is me. The children are growing up so fast and I’m missing that. Life can be calibrated by experiences but for the kids and me, it will be calibrated by inches. Most every child I know will be how much taller by the time I next see them?