Bedlam Farm Blog Journal by Jon Katz

26 January

Color And Light, As Promises. Thich Nhat Hanh On Getting Through The Storm

by Jon Katz

If you are anything like me, sitting, standing, or lying down, life is often like a tree swaying back and forth in the wind.

When the storm of your emotion is passing by,” writes Thich Nhat Hanh,” you should not stay in the thick of the storm, the level of the brain and the chest. When you are overwhelmed by strong emotions, don’t stay there – it’s dangerous. Bring your focus down to your navel – the trunk,  the most solid part of yourself – and practice mindful breathing. Become aware of the rise and fall of your abdomen. Doing this in a stable position, such as sitting, makes you feel much better. Just breath. Don’t think of anything. Breathe through the moment, the rise and fall of your abdomen. Practice in this way for ten or fifteen minutes, and the strong emotion will pass on through.”  – Thich Nhat, Hanh, Fear.

This has worked for me for several months. The more I do it, the more it works. I can put this advice to good use this year rather than joining the fray and permitting it to take over my emotions. I won’t let that happen again. If your mind wanders or you can’t control your thoughts, close your eyes and listen carefully to your breathing and how it feels. I think I can use this this year and at this time.

26 January

The Divine Feminine Comes To My Mansion Meditation Class. The Idea Lit Up The Room, And Shocked Every One In The Class

by Jon Katz

I’ve been waiting for months to throw out the idea of the Divine Feminine, which I believe is the force that will soften our country and help save the planet. Like most people, the Mansion Residents in my Meditation Class – all female but one – never heard once in their lives that God was always meant to be a male and female entity. It wasn’t until men decided to push women aside and take over organized religion that God became our “Sacred Father.”

The meditation class has broadened to include discussions on spirituality, faith, aging, and compassion. Today was the most exciting class yet, at least for me.

The residents were stunned to hear that God – “our Father – does not make the idea of God a male idea. The story of how men took over God, made him a man and pushed women aside left the residents wide-eyed. They couldn’t hear enough about it. And every one of them said they had never heard anything about it. This isn’t something the male-dominated faiths seem eager to talk about as church after church bans woman pastors and seeks to control their pregnancy.

The divine feminine is described as an energy inside everyone and everything, often associated with female traits – compassion, nurture, forgiveness, intuition, and empathy. The feminine aspect of divine or godly power connects the earth. The sacred feminine primarily focuses on the inner being and our emotional world. Tapping into this energy can help heal your mind, body, and soul and can assist you in showing more kindness to the world and those around you. Keep reading to learn more.

When I read this, I thought these are the leaders we need, not the testosterone-heavy children pretending to be patriots and leaders.

In her famous essay, Ancient Roots, spiritual author and monastic Joan Chittister wrote this chapter below, which I read aloud to the Mansion residents. Everyone said they had never heard of this idea or heard any priest, pastor, man, or husband talk about it. They pleaded with me to chat more about it next week.

I will honored to do that.

From Joan Chittister, “Essential Writings:”

The book of Genesis reads, as does every scripture of every religion on earth, about male/female creation out of the same substance: “Let us make humans in our image, in our image let us make them, male and female let us make them.”(Gen.1:26 – 27) God is male and female, not male. The scriptures reflect the reality of it, and the meaning is clear: how we see God determines how we see ourselves. The language we use shapes public perceptions of God. If we see God as only maleness, maleness becomes more God-like than femaleness. Maleness becomes the nature of God and the norm of humankind rather than simply one of its manifestations. If we limit ourselves to the Divine Masculine, we will never see the Divine Feminine.”

Have you ever heard about this? I asked Sharon, a poet and deep and original thinker. “No,” she said, “I never heard a single word about it.” I’m looking for a spiritual book that might help her.

That was the idea. The male popes, rabbis, and imans of organized religion decided it needed a male manifestation, and women were pushed into service or less relevant positions. The early Christian theologians never argued that women could not be holy or become priests. That came up in the letter when it was apparent how powerful and influential these institutions were becoming. Women were pushed aside, and the Christian women I am teaching how to meditate said this was the first time in their lives they heard that the first idea of God in Western civilization had no gender. God was about all of us.

We’ve come a long way; our former President regularly refers to women journalists and political features as being ugly, dishonest, and weak. Think of the difference it would have made if the values associated with women – compassion, empathy, and kindness – were still the church’s values and our political culture. Men are still fighting, more complex than ever, to keep women powerless and controlled, even in the most intimate parts of their lives.

My classes are not political. We never discuss politicians’ campaigns or candidates. But I think they really need to hear this story, and I’m looking forward to more talks about the Divine Feminine. It seems to be precisely what our world needs.

Chittister continued (what I read to the residents):

The great figures of early Christianity centuries ago – Origen, Irenaeus, Anselm, Benard of Clairvaux, and Aelred – believed that the womb of God is the Divine Feminine and that without that awareness of the motherhood of Good, as well as the fatherhood of creation, we will never know the fullness of God in our own lives. None of us, neither women nor men. In the end, the real depth of the spiritual life, the real development of the psychological life, the real development of the psychological-emotional life, depends on whether or not we each nourish the feminine image of God in us and around us as fully as we do the image of the fatherhood of God when they delete  female pronouns and so collapse the male the female into “all men” and “dear brothers,” and “God, our Mother,” into “God the father,” they derive us of the whole  spirit of God.

It was riveting to watch the women’s faces in my class, and they processed the idea that they had been misled all of their lives about the values of their religion as it relates to women and power. In 2024, thousands of years of the most potent faiths of history were formed, and a presidential candidate, Govern DeSantis, has made it illegal in public schools to teach what Chittister has written in her books. He wants to make sure the truth about women and religion does not influence children.

He thinks it makes America look bad.

But his problem is that the true history of religion is well-known and documented. And that women are voting in record numbers to block people like him.

Nuns in the Catholic Church can clean and wash sick priests, but they can’t conduct services. Many of the most powerful men in the church insist equal rights for women is blasphemy, even though the Bible never forbids it. Wholly and suddenly (thanks to Mr. Trump), the Republican Party has also embraced the persecution and control of women and their very bodies.

Zinnia and Alissa.

26 January

Friday Morning, Farm Journal: Still Gloomy, Rainy, Still Full Of Beauty That Chills The Bone And Warms The Heart

by Jon Katz

Friday has continued the gloomy days of early winter. Rain, mud, cold, and the eerie beauty of unsettled weather. It’s always a good time for me. I love taking photos of the winter landscape. I’m negotiating for a used lens I can get by trading in two or three of the lenses I use now. Fog and clouds always make for excellent photographs.

The haggling has begun. My idea is to trade if I can pay for the new lens – a 1oo to 400 nature lens. And I won’t get it if it increases debt. The odds are against me, but it’s worth a try.

I’m working with the Leica Boston store and know and trust them. My boundary is no new debt. That may be unrealistic; I’ll know in a few days. If this doesn’t work, I’ll try something else. I love making deals with the people at B&H Photo, but I’m digging in on this one. And the crew at Leica in Boston is honest and helpful.

Being rich would help; being tough is also helpful. There is only so much bargaining space with lenses.  Climate change has been good for me in a way, the most beautiful skies. I’m going after a good nature lens to capture birds and other wildlife. The lens I want will also help with flower photos.

I’m getting more serious about nature photography; it goes well with what I am doing. And I’m in the right place for it.

This will be the third time I’ve done this, and so far, so good.


Mists on the mountain are mysterious and beautiful.

Zip was waiting for me this morning. I sat with him on a chair for half an hour. I love doing it to start the day, and he turns very calm and affectionate in my lap. He sticks his nose into everything.

 

My landscape is gorgeous in the fog and mist.

The hens came out when it stopped raining; they rushed to the pasture, away from the pesky Zip.

 

26 January

Next Week, My First Soap Making Lesson With Cindy, The Goat Lady and Super Soap Maker

by Jon Katz

Cindy, a friend and “The Goat Lady” from Caz Acrez Farm makes the best soap I’ve ever used, thanks to her skills and the quality of her goat’s milk. I’ve been hoarding it to get through the winter and am burning through it. Cindy hosts popular soap-making classes at her farm. I’ve decided to take one.

It costs $ 50 to take the class, and you can take six bars of her wonderful soap home. I’m curious to know how something I use every day of my life is put together.

I’ve never seen soap as comfortable, sweet, swelling, and cleansing as Cindy’s, and she is now selling much of it. Although I doubt, I’ll be able to make some as good as hers. I still plan to buy my soap from here – I’m not messing with a good thing – but I’m interested in learning new skills and understanding how the things I buy and use are made.

Cindy is building a highly successful business with her soap (she and her husband run a goat farm), and Maria and I have both been impressed with her energy and business savvy. She is getting wholesale orders for her soap everywhere, and her classes are full and thriving.

My first class is next Sunday, two hours long, and I’ll be there and hopefully have some soap to take home with me. Cindy’s goats are not milking right now, so I must make my soap count. This is fun and exciting. I never had the time or will to learn new things for most of my life. I’m hoping to correct that. I’m busy and happy.

This is another intelligent thing Cindy does – teaching people how to make soap, letting them keep what they produce, and getting people to make some she can sell. It’s smart.

 

Cindy is among my favorite people at the Farmer’s Market and elsewhere. This is a new kind of thing for me, too. I’m eager to see how it goes. I love trying things I’ve never done, except skateboarding, skiing, and spending time at a gym.

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