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Be the Enlightened

Monday, March 5th, 2012
Notes From the Beach

Notes From the Beach

This morning as I prepared for the workday, it was all hustle and bustle in my home. Wrestling with twenty pound cats, charging camera batteries. Organizing my gear for a shoot. Scanning weather data.  Reading a Chapter of Michael Kew’s new book, “Crossings”, and perusing Facebook a bit. Adding a few posts, while monitoring my tone, as best as I am able.

I was surprised to see the face of a rather chubby and notorious “pundit” on the walls of many of my “liberal progressive friends”. These are people who normally would never allow themselves to be in the same room with the man, let alone advertise him on their personal pages. As is that guys normal M.O. he had flamed “an innocent” and now cries of outrage were all over the place. To read it, you would have thought that the man’s actions were something new.

But they were not.

He does this for a reason. It works.

So now my friends were all calling for him to be taken “off the air”. The pundit has got to be laughing. Why? He just won. He got people who are normally pretty level, to stoop to his calculated level AND advertise some of his vitriol as well.

That is the modern World which we live in. It is one of egregious misdirection and it is generally done for one primary reason, and issues forth from the shadow world of fiscal prurient interest. That intention being, to control the attentions of a body of people so that they do not focus on the real issues at hand, so that some may profit.

The net effect of this, is that people who should be collectively outraged by the greater issues, which crush our spirit and land, run in circles and tilt at windmills. Funny thing about windmills. As long as a wind blows, they will continue to turn, and the grinding wheel crushes all productivity. Unfortunately it is the bottom which our formerly Democratic Republic has reached, as Partisan Politics have become a mere facade, which thinly masks the Corporatism whose strings manipulate the players in Govt.

I won’t put the pundit’s name or face on my blog. He is a notorious bottom dweller, and his handlers are smart men. I have had little but disgust for the man most of my life. But I do accede to his unalienable right to pursue his work and business and his contrived “opinions”

We all should. But if one disagrees with him, the best thing to do is to ignore the entire mess. Don’t buy in on anything associated with him. Just stop. Personally act. And help someone who builds. Put your attention there. Much needs fixing these days. We all need to study up, focus, and refuse to be led astray. CREATE something. Grow.

Wolfgang Von Goethe put it well.

“Divide and rule, the politician cries; unite and lead, is watchword of the wise.”

Yesterday, a Sunday, was spent studying a wide variety of things. Twelve hours straight online, while slowly working through an art file from a shoot the other day, when pressure and a feeling of claustrophobia from tales of much nastiness being delivered to my in box about my own poorly led town, made me feel in need of a saltwater bath. (Images posted below)

On my return, I had sat down to watch a  Ted talk that Donna Von Hoesslin had sent me. I liked the talk. But what I found most enlightening was the discourse which followed on the TED website. It was compelling enough that it caused me to finally register for Ted, and begin my own contribution to the conversations which occur there. I do not engage everything. The reason for that, is life today has the effect of a riot on the soul and psyche. Information, disinformation, lies, misdirection, leveraging, manipulating, all of it really an endeavor to market: something.

Here is that Ted talk. Peter Diamandis: Abundance is our future

The realization that all marketers are liars is what turned me on to Seth Godin actually. The man has chops. But some lies really sneak up on one. Pays to be enlightened. Seth perpetually riffs on how marketing works and in reading him, you begin to step into a certain flow of understanding, regarding who indeed your puppet master may be. That is crucial, if one wants progress within a Community and in one’s life and work and yes, family.

Coming up this month is the Triiibes 2012 Global Retreat, which will be hosted by our friends here in Ventura California. We are calling the event, FLOW. Our hope is that in this impressive gathering of bright lights, that people will connect and participants benefit in their lives, businesses, and Communities from stepping into Flow, and away from strife. Here is the website.  Check out the speakers, peruse the plans. See if it is a fit for you. Come. You are invited. The only caveats being that you know about Seth Godin,  NEED some flow, and have something to add to the conversation. That is right, YOU are to be a co creator of Flow 2012. The event should be a LOT of fun, and is being organized by some very generous and talented people, who all want you, and your community to thrive. There is much strength to be gained in that, if we invest in our Tribe.

The images below are me stepping into my source of flow. The sea. If you come to Flow 2012, in the tradition of the ancient Polynesians, we are going to throw you in it.

Sent along by Skip Saenger, this very pertinent TedX music presentation by Jackson Browne. “If I could be anywhere”.

Aloha oe.

One

Sunday, January 30th, 2011

I love the wave thing. Always have. Here are a few from this past week’s amazing sessions.

Maybe listen to this as you toggle through the tight gallery I have assembled here. Great video.

Seth Godin had this to say the other day, and it greatly resonated with me, friends and colleagues. You are your past performances.

This treatise on Tribes was sent along by Camille Harris. Ted Talk. I highly recommend it.

One thing is for sure: Love NEVER fails. Get to it.

Surf work shot on the Canon 5D Mark 2 using Tokina Optics and SPL water housings. Land based work, Canon Optics. Each of these stills also has companion work shot in Motion at 30 FPS.

Grace

Sunday, May 31st, 2009
Nias, Isle of Gold

Nias, Isle of Gold

In any life, in the reduction of the actions and choices that take a person on their journey, after all the stuff of a person’s existence is burned or rotted away, what remains is something quite remarkable. For lack of a better word you could call that something grace.

It exists everywhere. Yet one cannot hoard it. The more selfish that one is, the less of it will remain. I crave grace, because in it, is an abundance and flow that changes and converts a world (and myself) from being entropic to regenerative. Human beings are like buckets with holes in them. We  only hold things like grace for so long, and it all seeps out of the bottom of our hearts. We need flow to keep our bucket full. Making our requirement, one of perpetual motion.

It is in our architecture, and that is what makes humans: frustrating, terrible, beautiful and wondrous. Each is always in it’s own unique level of grace. Our actions, well, they often are a reflection of the content of our hearts. We need more continually.  But gratitude, giving, it all brings grace. Suddenly we need less. And peace flows.

It is like the universe has an invisible  dimension where an eternal throbbing, pulsing flow of light and sound exist that carry all the energy that is love, nourishment and flow for the bucket. But to get a dose, man needs to first give some from his own bucket, all the while being well aware that it has holes and all that you cherish is fast running out on to the ground.

In a country,which seems on the surface to have fallen from grace, I have seen recently the most amazing proof that A) This is probably far from reality and B) I have been letting my own bucket run too dry.

I had not noticed, till our economic crash caused this great big sucking sound and I looked and saw my bucket was starting to suck air the same manner in which a drain does as the last of the water runs out. Whoa what to do?  Simple. I dipped my bucket when I poured all that I had left, onto the ground.

This blog is me doing that. The Intuit Small Business United Project where I gave more than I would consider doing for myself is another. (That story and video with about 4000 views in ten days is here and you can still watch read and participate with your comments and votes if you like, but it ends tonight)  The grand reward in these past several months came as I witnessed an outpouring and connection with the people of a new tribe via Intuit,  and a fresh flow commenced that began to once again, fill me.

We are all a lot nicer to be around when we have grace. But to see it, you somehow need to give it, without respect of cost or person. It is your ticket for entry into a river which never runs dry. It always has that affect.

In my life one of the best illustrations of grace occurred for me on the Island of Nias, which is off Sumatra in Indonesia. I was on a photo trip and it had taken days of difficult travel to reach the malaria infested place which is home to one of surfing’s wonders of the world.

Lagundri Bay funnels the energy of storms which come screaming off the Antarctic ice cap on to a reef which creates possibly one of the most amazing waves I have ever experienced.

The trip had been arduous in more ways than I will say here. Just flat out hard. I was in a steep learning curve phase in my life and career. The short of it is that I had almost drowned alone doing something I traveled there to do, capture an image. Finding myself at the end of my rope in the dark at the edge of the civilized world had been revelatory.

In the hills high above the bay is the village of Botohilitano. The area had long been populated by an indigenous population of head hunters whose culture embraced the tenets of black and red magic. A long history of people had disappeared in the area and their heads were used in the consecration of the foundations of Botohilitano village.

Visiting the place was something which I did not look forward to. I had studied bible and missionary work under a rather unique man named Lester Sumrall who had spent a lifetime working in the mission fields of the world. Sumrall spent life doing one basic thing: giving. I had learned much from and through him in courses through his college, about man and flow. None of that made me desire in any shape or form to want to actually go up to Botohilitano.  It was a long walk up a steep hill where the village was established, to keep it out of the reach of the tsunamis, which would regularly devastate this land sitting on the edge of the ring of fire. You had to really want to go there

But the day came when one of the guys on the trip, Ryan, borrowed a scooter and said, “Hey lets go.” Big camera bag on back, we putt-putted up the near vert climb as the rusty scooter strained at the load and grade. It was a dismal day for Indonesia. Think grey. As we approached the buttressed gates of the village my dread grew and lay on me like a heavy blanket. I knew what lay in and below the surface of perception. The thought of it sickened me as I knew how those people had died, based on my study of the tribes in that region.

A funny thing happened as we climbed off the scooter and slowly walked up the steps and into the megalithic village site. I remember it clearly as the dawn bursting into the frame of one of my images. As we stood in the central courtyard, that heavy blanket lifted and I could literally feel joy in that quiet ancient place. I was stunned.

We met and played a bit with some of the children and unobtrusively sort of browsed the old place for a couple hours. In leaving the village the entire process sort of reversed. Both Ryan and I remarked on it as we headed back down to Lagundri Bay. You could feel the place leaving you.

The next day I ran across Mark Flint, an Aussie guy who I became  friends with. He had pioneered the recent developments in Lagundri and had been in on the original tribe of surfers who had found the place. I asked Mark about the village. My simple, “Hey what gives with that village on the hill?” brought an amused smile and remark that I will always remember.

He said, “Oh Botohilitano? Why, they are all Christians. Some years back a group of missionaries went up there and were slaughtered. Later, another group of missionaries went up and the entire village  converted, based on how the first group had died. It’s a wonderful place isn’t it?” Nothing had been the same since and the head hunting and human sacrifice had ceased.

What I learned though, in my own process, is that it was not in the dying that everything changed for that little corner of the earth, but it was in that first groups choice of how to live. Do you really believe in what you say? What will you do? Would you die for it? Will you live by it? It is not that difficult a thing to do, to die. It is an act that each one of us must embrace at some point. That is part of physicality.

But the choice in living through grace, that is something amazing. Empty your bucket. Make a choice. Stick with it. Watch what happens. Your world is about to change, and it will be a good thing.

One of my new friends through the Group Tribes, is Ed Brenegar. He has a great blog on gratitude called Say Thanks Every Day here.

Everything you see was created through sound. In my Hawaiian culture, music is one of the threads the tribe always espoused and embraced. I have always thought that this put the ancient Hawaiians in the flow that caused the huge outward migration that colonized the Pacific and beyond, long before Western Man. One person who embraces flow, grace and gratitude in elegant fashion is musician Ben Harper. This video piece illustrates it well. Thanks to Frank Quirarte for pointing it out.

Another piece of music, that takes one on a sweet walk to grace is by my friend, Ventura based writer and performer Zuri Star and is right here. “Walk with me” is an invitation we all need to send.

And U2′s timeless rendition of Grace is here.

Seth Godin has a great little lesson for the Tribe here. Read between the lines and you will understand exactly why I included it.

Below you will see two images. In the gallery you can click on them and see their back story. They are yours.  Each is significant  to me. Below each image is a yousendit link which will eventually expire. You can download the print file and have my permission as the creator of that image to use it for personal use. They are my expression of gratitude for all of you who read this blog, contribute to my own well being and existence, and have borne with me in this Intuit event which many of you have been so generous in contributing video views, votes and comments on. 4000 views? I am blown away by your grace.

This amazing comment/quote was sent to me recently by Bill Babin, who also contributed the fantastic Ford Video which is in Connectedness.

You didn’t come into this world. You came out of it, like a wave from the ocean. You are not a stranger here.

Alan Watts (1915 – 1973)

Thank you all. The bucket is full.  Imagine that.

Millennium

Millennium

Download the print link here.

Nias. Roads End

Nias. Roads End

Download the print link here.

Grace

Grace

Legacy

Legacy

Dawn Flow

Dawn Flow

Tribe Makers

Monday, May 18th, 2009
Donna von Hoesslin and some of her tribe

Donna von Hoesslin and some of her tribe

My girlfriend Donna’s video, “Passages”  is now up on the Intuit Website, you can view it here. The video whose production I have blogged a bit about, is the requirement necessary for grant payment.  If you VOTE for her at the videos end, and find it in your space to provide a comment, your generosity could propel her story into winning a place in the final five.  She would use the funds to grow her business which not only positively affects the town of Ventura in which we live, but an array of incredible women. You can vote the video as all three categories by the way. Click on all three and leave a comment. You will need to register with Intuit.  That is about a 30 second process and Intuit does not spam your e mail.

While you are at it, check out some of the other videos. Some really great and creative stuff. Some very cornball as well. It is addicting! Only five grants are being offered nationwide so this grows more exciting with each passing day. A surfer could win the business grant, which would fund a company’s growth that gives back to the sport and cultures which generated it.

Donna has been the impetus behind me becoming more public and sharing. Were it not for her, this blog would not exist. Some people motivate by example AND relentless  subtle pressure. I am one of those people who requires that approach. Those that know me well, understand that a lead pipe to the head sort of works too. Being Hawaiian, I am incredibly thick skulled. My doctor pal, Roger Dunham once commented: “Wow you have dense cranial bone structure” (Yes it IS medically documented)

I have always been a fan of the concept of the tribe. When a group bands together under common cause and proceeds together as a family, all the members benefit. The Tribes group recently invited me to join. Ed Brenegar spoke with creator Seth Godin and I was invited to join and contribute. It is both a responsibility and joy that I look forward to. You can find the book Seth wrote that has inspired a movement here.

The thing about tribe makers is that they believe it is possible for all to benefit and that society and the world at large may be best affected as we each embrace our own tribe. As an athlete, an artist and a native I am the member of multiple tribes all of which are pretty amazing. It is why you will always see links to the tribe on this blog, because when one excels and shines, then we all do.

Below are several of the women from Donna’s Tribe. Many of her fashion designs carry the names of the women which inspired the design concept.  Each woman is a light in their own right. Click on any of the images for a short back story . Tribe leaders all.

Singer songstress, Zuri Allen Star

Singer songstress, Zuri Allen Star

Mary Osborne

Mary Osborne

Sierra Partridge

Sierra Partridge

Hailey Partridge

Hailey Partridge

Tiare Thomas-Friedman

Tiare Thomas-Friedman

Holly Beck with Hannah Rastovich

Holly Beck with Hannah Rastovich

Asia Carpenter

Asia Carpenter

Jeanette Ortiz

Jeanette Ortiz

Shawn Alladio: K38 Rescue

Shawn Alladio: K38 Rescue

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