September 16th, 2006

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Movement -

Today is the model's orientation for the fashion show so I am scurrying about.

I decided today to sign up for the Rosen movement training.   Movement can be vulnerable, and I have avoided it, but the more I am hearing about the group this year, and how fun it is, I have decided to put myself into the plunge.

My image is this.  I have been a still point, a nucleus.  Now, I am putting my electrons into action, spinning them like hula hoops.  It is time to step more thoroughly out into the world of rings, to create more ripples.   When I go to Pilates, and move, I notice things, and want to comment, but there is no place for it there, but there will be in the Rosen movement training.   The teachers are excellent, and I look forward to spinning the rings of Tuesday this year.  

I check out Tuesday.  It is represented by the planet Mars, action.   Ah, perfect for me right now.  I have been resting these last few days.   Now, I start my hula hoop, swing my hips, and twirl.   I want to put more action into space.   My still point needs to hug, kiss, and twist.

Happy Saturday to All!!    Remember this is a day of peace!    And today the skies are blue where I live, and all is still, unlike the whirling dervish that, for today, is me.  
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no hand-held cell phones while driving -

I am thrilled to read these words in the SF Chronicle today, and I wonder why it will take so long to enforce this law.   How many accidents will there be before July 1, 2008, because people talk on their cell phones while driving, and I know we all do, and I know it is dangerous.  There is no way the kind of attention can be paid that is needed while we are driving, and most of the time we get away with it, and sometimes we don't.   Anyway, I am happy to read these words.


    "Drivers in California will need an ear piece or speaker to use their cell phones in the car under a bill signed Friday by Gov. Arnold Schwarzenegger.

    Motorists could face fines of up to $50 if they violate the law, which makes it an infraction to hold a cell phone while driving. It takes effect July 1, 2008, and is similar to laws in New York, New Jersey, Connecticut and Washington D.C.

    A first offense will be punishable by a $20 fine, while subsequent violations will carry $50 fines. Calls made to emergency-service providers are exempt."

 

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Building a dam -

There is an interesting article on Hoover Dam by Tom Huntington in the fall Invention and Technology magazine.    Huntington writes:  "Everything about the Hoover Dam is unfathomably enormous - and it went up in less than years during American's worst depression."   Interesting in light of what doesn't happen today.    Officially about 100 men died building the dam.  The commemorative plaque says, "They died to make the desert bloom."  Huntington says is might also say, "They died to tame a river."

What interests me in this is that those who worked on it were almost all "white men."  "Mongolians" (i.e., Chinese) were specifically banned, and later, even under pressure from the Roosevelt administration only a handful of Blacks were allowed to work.   This was in the 1930's.   Times have changed.


There is also an article in this magazine on the clothespin.  In 1998 the Smithsonian Institute's National Museum of American History had an exhibit on "American clothespins."  People were nostalgic.  Then one day, the curator of the exhibit, heard a boy ask his father, "What's a clothespin, Dad?"   Here is this wonderful marvel and when is the last time most of us used one?   Remember clothespin people.     Take a spin through nostalgia today.
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Fashion show -

I think the fashion show is going to be really fun.  That is their intention and it seems it is to be so.   Somehow I was chosen for the jazzercise segment, so that means extra rehearsals.  There are eight segments, and we are each in either two or three of them, and then there is a grand finale.   I don't know what else I am in, only that I am in this one, which means I need to be there by 9 tomorrow, instead of 10.  What I do see is that they schedule generously, and so, we were out today before 1:00, and they hope to keep that up.  These people run like clockwork and there are a tremendous number of people involved in putting this on.  I am impressed. 

Today, people shared, on DVD naturally,  what they gained from their cancer experience.  All have gained.   One thing I have learned is that I am enough.  I am happy to be enough, just as I am, now and now and now.   I have also learned to receive, to expand in reception.  I am grateful for that, and it certainly is fun.   We have one man in the fashion show, and he shared that he has had cancer before, but never this much fun with it.  This is his second fashion show.   Somehow, women have found a way to make what might once have been tragic into something loving, giving, and sweet.  

I am touched!
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Lazy afternoon -

Steve and I went to the Mill Valley Arts Festival, and didn't see anything that appealed.  I see how simple my tastes have become.   Most of it seems overdone to my sensibilities at this point.   We came home, and I napped with the kitties.   I notice I do nap more with my little kitten friends.   They close their eyes and mine go right with them.  I seem to keep recovering strength.   Each outing needs a little inning.

At the models' orientation today, one woman shared that her cancer meant she could be home with her young children instead of at work.   She cried as she spoke of what it meant to her to be home at three when her children came home from school.   She said it was worth being sick.   Her tears are with me today, as I try and consider how it can come to be that men and women have meaning and fulfillment in their work, and the time with their children they desire.

One thing I noticed today at the Art Festival is how beautiful the setting.   The sun was streaming through the redwood trees.  Usually, we go early, and the lighting is different than it is in the afternoon.  Today, I felt how each of us is art.   Steve and I ate a snack in the old railroad car, and right behind us sat a friend I haven't seen in years.  She recognized me, and we shared a lovely journey into the past under the redwood trees.

Each time I go to this festival, I am entranced with the setting.   Last time we went, we sat by the stream and watched the children playing with the water and rocks.   We each individually and all together,  are art!    Fulfill your palette,  with your dreams.  
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Wine -

In perusing the items in the auction, I come across this quote.

    “Penicillin cures, but wine makes people happy.”

            --- Alexander Fleming (1881-1955).


I think it may be time for a glass of wine and a toast of happiness,  to you!
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Inspiration -


Tonight I watch the stars come out in the sky.   Is there anything like it?   I think I appreciate it even more living here, because so often the fog plays hide and seek with the stars.   Tonight, two planes swim through the sky.

I come to the Chronicle to see which planet I may be viewing and find this wonderful article on Edgar Wayburn, our own living John Muir.   What a man to contemplate on the evening of a day of peace.   His priorities enrich us all. 

100 years, 100 million acres of land saved

Jane Kay, Chronicle Environment Writer

Saturday, September 16, 2006

 

Pre-eminent San Francisco environmentalist Edgar Wayburn, who ranks with John Muir in the annals of conservation history, is credited with saving more than 100 million acres of mountains, meadows and rivers in California and Alaska.

On Sunday he marks another milestone: His 100th birthday.

That means he has protected at least 1 million acres of land for each year of his life, from the top of Mount McKinley to Point Reyes National Seashore.

"Edgar Wayburn has helped to preserve the most breathtaking examples of the American landscape," President Bill Clinton said in 1999 when he presented Wayburn with the Presidential Medal of Freedom, the country's highest civilian honor.

"He has saved more of our wilderness than any other person alive," Clinton said.

As president and longtime leader of the Sierra Club, Wayburn designed and negotiated the creation of the Golden Gate National Recreation Area, which stretches over 85,000 coastal acres between San Mateo and Marin counties, and Redwood National Park in Humboldt and Del Norte counties. His work saved the slopes of Mount Tamalpais from development and expanded Mount Tamalpais State Park by six times its original size.

And after a life-changing trip in the 1960s to Mount McKinley, the Kenai Peninsula and Glacier Bay, he wrote and worked for the passage of the sweeping Alaska lands bill, signed into law by President Jimmy Carter.

Wayburn now spends more time in a comfortable chair in his Japantown home than in the High Sierra or his beloved redwood forests.

Yet he can recall in detail 60 years of environmental battles, his early medical practice in internal medicine at San Francisco General Hospital and UCSF, and family life with his wife and four children.

"I think of flying with my wife, Peggy, above the clouds over the Alatna River in Alaska. The clouds cleared just at that time so we could see the startling color of the beautiful green-blue river. This was one of the things that got us started in trying to protect it,'' Wayburn said.

"On all my adventures, Peggy was with me," he said.

It took him and his colleagues 13 years to win passage of the Alaska National Interest Lands Conservation Act, which saved 103 million acres of parks, refuges and wilderness areas, such as Denali, Glacier Bay and Katmai.

In his 2004 book, "Your Land and Mine: Evolution of a Conservationist," he explained why he spent so much of his life on environmental causes:

"Whenever we encroach on the natural world, we crop the boundaries of our own existence as humans, cut off our fields of solace and sensation. Vistas, textures, odors and sound fade and then disappear. In destroying wildness, we deny ourselves the full extent of what it means to be alive.''

He grew up playing outdoors at his house in Macon, Ga., but his ethic of conservation and the scientific knowledge of the natural world grew after he moved to California.

Both as a boy and after his first year at Harvard Medical School, he visited his uncle, Will Voorsanger, who ran a tuberculosis sanatorium in Los Gatos. Wayburn resolved to move.

"San Francisco, I thought, was the place to be. It was California,'' he said.

He arrived by train in 1933 at age 26 to start his medical practice. On seeing San Francisco Bay, he wrote that the "bay looked immense and soothing, its expanse yet to be fractured by such constructions as the Golden Gate Bridge, the Bay Bridge and Treasure Island.''

He hiked from Tuolumne Meadows to Benson Lake in Yosemite National Park in 1935 and was struck by the beauty. "The Sierra was my first wilderness love,'' he said.

Wayburn joined the Sierra Club in 1939 so he could go on a burro trip in the Sierra. At that time, the club had about 3,000 members, most in California. Today's membership exceeds 750,000.

After four years in the military during World War II, he returned to San Francisco and in 1946 had his first date with chic, cigarette-smoking Peggy Elliott. She was a former Vogue editor working at the J. Walter Thompson ad agency in San Francisco. They fell in love and got married less than six months later. Peggy Wayburn, also a dedicated conservationist, died four years ago.

"She was beautiful. She was intelligent. We enjoyed talking about the same things,'' Wayburn said.

They'd take the ferry to Sausalito and the train to Larkspur, walking the rest of the way to hike on Mount Tam. Ed Wayburn worried about speculators buying up the old ranches and covering the land with houses. It took more than a decade to acquire land for the state park, which now covers 6,700 acres.

The couple, who always lived in San Francisco, later in life bought a weekend house in Bolinas.

Artist Amy Meyer became Wayburn's partner in working with San Francisco's Rep. Phillip Burton, a Democrat, and Rep. Bill Mailliard, a Republican, on the creation of Golden Gate National Recreation Area, one of the first urban national parks.

"The most amazing quality about Ed is that he doesn't put his ego in front of a project. What counts is the park -- the habitat for wildlife and the place for people," said Meyer, who just wrote a book about those days, "New Guardians for the Golden Gate."

Wayburn and Burton, who died in 1983, became close friends. When the congressman came to town, the pair dined at the House of Prime Rib.

The two were quite a contrast: big, brash Burton and slim, soft-spoken Wayburn, then a Republican.

"I offered to change the registration of my party. Phil said, 'Oh, no. I need you to introduce as my Republican constituent on the Capitol steps.' Later, I did change my registration, but not until after Phil died," Wayburn remembered.

With Burton marshaling votes, it took only 21 months in 1972 to pass legislation creating the Golden Gate National Recreation Area.

"What characterizes Ed Wayburn, like nobody else, is his perseverance. He's quiet. He doesn't stand and shout. He's not the first person you notice in the room. But he's always there, and that's what does it,'' said Dr. Bill Andereck, who joined Wayburn in practice at Presbyterian Hospital-Pacific Medical Center in 1979.

Even today, the younger guardians of the Golden Gate's national park come to him for advice on subjects as varied as dogs and budgets.

The Sierra Club threw a party for Wayburn at Fort Mason on Friday. The club named him honorary president a decade ago and holds him in the same regard as founder John Muir. On Sunday, his close friends will help him celebrate.

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Forbidden fruit -

So now that we are not supposed to eat spinach for some undisclosed period of time, I find myself craving it.   Yum, spinach, fruit of the Gods, and cultivator of Popeye's muscles, and now, we are told to eat other greens, until the problem is defined and rubbed and squeezed squeaky clean.