Find your lost pet, save a life with this tip from K9 rescue

Cat ZenLosing a pet can be traumatic when it ends badly — there are even pet loss chaplains. When I lost my beloved cat last year, I went through many phases. First, everyone said she’d be back, but by day 10, we knew that the chances were diminishing. This was an indoor cat gone walk-about near Penasquitos Canyon, where coyotes roam. That’s when I got on the phone and started calling lost animal retrieval folks, even though I didn’t have 10K to find my feline.

From animal psychics to K9 search and rescue, there are many people in the business of helping you find your pet, scams and all. It was day twelve when I talked to a professional out of Washington state, who told me this tip:

“Your pet knows your individual scent best, and your scent is strongest in your sweat and urine.”

He advised me to cut up used socks and anything sweaty that I could part with, into one or two inch squares. He told me to collect urine in a bottle. Then he told me to transfer it to a spray bottle, and to go out of the house spraying every few feet and leaving fabric and spray on bushes and vegetation.

“The idea is to spray out several paths in a half mile or so radius from one’s home, to guide the pet home. Like the little matchstick girl.

I put the spray bottle in a handy dandy brown paper bag, and when accosted by a suspicious neighbor as to what I was doing, I said, ‘Looking for my cat.’ That mystified him enough to leave me alone, so it may be useful in case you, too, are busted spraying your scent on public trees and shrubs in search of your beloved animal companion.

Then — the last thing was to leave a way for the animal to come in of its own accord during the night. We propped open the patio door, just four inches. At 3am, we heard meowing, and lo, my beloved kitty, practically weightless from lack of food and water, sat in our living room table, clamoring for attention, glad to be home.

I am so grateful to the K9 search and rescue professional that I often call the numbers on lost petads to tell them of this technique that worked a miracle for us. Let this column help those it may. Good luck, and please pass the technique on.

Priest No More

Dark Night of Soul

I had a lot of time to meditate on the day after Thanskgiving. With my cat (feline soul-mate) dying of multiple organ failures, I was in quite a state. Nevermind the shock and grief at her sudden decline; I had to pick her up from critical care in Tijuana, bring her back across the border to San Diego, and then, when she displayed neurological encephalitis within five minutes back home, rush her back to Tijuana. Followed by a trip back across the border, empty cat carrier in the seat beside me.

Driving to my Tijuana vet takes twenty minutes from my house. Returning home across the border takes three to seven hours depending on the time and day. I sat in my car for more than eight hours that day, no internet, no phone calls, no radio. Just thinking about life and death, the preciousness of it, and how quickly all can be lost.

My cat wasn’t lost yet; she was fighting for her life, and thanks to the gracious, generous, and affordable vets in TJ, she still is beating the odds. However, my thoughts took another turn to a different kind of loss. One that had been with me for years. A grievous spiritual loss, which became, over time, a repetitive trauma, and then, one scarred over. A loss which I had refused to accept, and had therefore dragged around with me like the cremated remains of a beloved pet.

When I got home that evening, I wrote and sent my resignation letter to my Roshi. This was a huge thing for me. Terrifying. My spiritual life has been, for decades, the totality of my identity in the world of duality. I’m bisexual, but that’s no identity. I’m of Greek descent, again no identity there. I’m female, but I forget until some guy slams me or makes me out to be crazy just for challenging the status quo. The only thing I say, when people ask me questions relating to identity, has to do with spirit. God. Consciousness. Awareness. In this dualistic world of mandatory occupations and identities, I’m an enlightenment hag. Like a ‘fag hag’, but, I spend most of my time getting into the zone with spiritual types. So, who am I, then, without a title of priest to certify, quantify, and give my ‘brand’ a stamp of patriarchal approval? Who am I without a sangha? Without my own sangha, which I created, people who still may love me and wish to stay together, title or no title?

I didn’t just drop my religion this week. I lost dear friends. There are literally a hundred or more people that I feel deep love for that I will never see again. There are rituals and events that I will miss. There are relationships that I feel I can’t live without. One-sided relationships which I’ve been living without already for years, making up the part of the other person supposedly involved, because they had to care. Didn’t they?

And what of my students, gems and sources of frustration, beloved friends and peers in our adventure of life? I was convinced to remain a priest for their sake, initially, when I first almost found the currage to leave my zen order. But what can I possibly offer them in this relationship with my network that lacks integrity?

Standing alone in this world is suicidal. That is why I call upon all my sisters, and brothers who uphold our dignity and demand that our voices be heard, to stand with me, to help to create a new kind of dimension. An invisible island of aliveness, where things that have no cohesion to the greater whole will not stand.

Am I being vague? Alright, then. The Patriarchy is over. You have been Mother Earth’s honored guest, and look how you treat her. Your time is over. The patriarchy would have you think that someone, thank God, knows what they’re doing, so just trust them, and everything will be alright.

It’s a lie. Everybody is improvising. Don’t fall for it.

I stand for truth, beauty and love. Exposing my foibles, my emotions, my humanity, that is my humility, for you. I could pretend to be great. How would that serve you? That you could be fallible human beings, like me, and still know ecstasy, divine grace, and unity? That is a miracle. For this, I give gratitude today, and every day for the rest of this life script that has yet to reveal itself.


Wolverine The Yogi — Required Reading for Spiritual ‘Students’

Death: Not What It Seems


Finish Line: Overnight Suicide Prevention Walk San Diego 2017

After today’s meditation in our Blue Sky Zen Morning Service, I’m convinced that Death, once the “dust” and the emotional reaction to dying, settles, feels like meditation.

That to be dead is to be pure awareness, consciousness so vast that it perceives itself.

It hears the birds, and the neighbors walking by, and those sounds are oneself. It sees bugs crawling on the flowers on the altar, and it is the bug and the flower too, which now fills the awareness for love, in love with its own beingness.

There is no need for embodiment, for movement is in the awareness, and it is everywhere. Embodiment into form is actually a type of prison, and formalization, a containment into individuality, that which is not individual in its fullest form.

I’m afraid of the pain of dying, the loss of my attachments and loves, but truly, nothing is ever lost. All of our dead beloveds are right here, in the space between our atoms, our cells, the molecules that individuate us, and all the space in between.

Death is a grieving of a loss of companionship in individuated form. But that person is still here, still integrated into the vastness of consciousness.

I had a dream once that I was in a car that plunged off a cliff.   I was in the passenger seat, terrified as we crashed and died. But the dream didn’t end there. Then, I was dead, but it was hilarious. All I could do was laugh, because my fear had been so ridiculous, for everything was already the same. Just no particular body.

It might take some time for this insight to be integrated into daily consciousness, but it’s a relief, and it’s a biggie.

OASIS: Photography From Around The World


Awe inspiring waterfalls of lush abundance in Multnomah near Portland, Oregon.

OASIS is an online gallery of galleries — curated photos of inspirational places from around the world.  Visions from my eyes to yours. You’re welcome to join and receive updates when a new place is added. My aim is to leave the viewer refreshed, with a greater sense of wonder.


Torrey Pines State Park is a majestic coastal sweep in Southern California.


The Japanese Zen Garden in Portland is an exquisite haven of tranquility and harmony.


Before you know what kindness really is
you must lose things,
feel the future dissolve in a moment
like salt in a weakened broth.
What you
kindnessheld in your hand,
what you counted a
nd carefully saved,
all this must go so you know
how desolate the landscape can be
between the regions of kindness.
How you ride and ride
thinking the bus will never stop,
the passengers eatin
g maize and chicken
will stare out the window forever.

Before you learn the tender gravity of kindness,
you must travel where the Indian in a white poncho
lies dead by the side of the road.
You must see how this could be you,
how he too was someone
who journeyed through the night with plans
and the simple breath that kept him alive.

Before you know kindness as the deepest thing inside,
you must know sorrow as the other deepest thing.
You must wake up with sorrow.
You must speak to it till your voice
catches the thread of all sorrows
and you see the size of the cloth.

Then it is only kindness that makes sense anymore,
only kindness that ties your shoes
and sends you out into the day to mail letters and
purchase bread,
only kindness that raises its head
from the crowd of the world to say
it is I you have been looking for,
and then goes with you every where
like a shadow or a friend.

Is Buddhism A Religion?

christandbuddhahuggingIt depends on who you ask. That is, it depends upon the form and the way Buddhism is practiced. For some, yes, it is religion. For others, no. Those of us that practice  Buddhism as a non-religion tend to look upon those that practice religious forms as good Buddhists who are nonetheless either incapable of actualizing, or otherwise missing the ultimate, non-dual point of the Buddha’s teachings. This may seem to be a put-down, but it is not intended as one. Just as there are Catholics and Greek Orthodox who are extremely traditional and rule-oriented versus, say, a Gnostic Christian who follows the spirit, rather than the letter of the scriptural law, there are Buddhists who are rule-oriented and scripturally bound.

Telepathy & The True Nature Of Reality


The reason that science hasn’t been able to test telepathy is because they’re looking for the wrong thing. Telepathy isn’t about transmitting messages. In telepathy, there isn’t technically a sender and a receiver. This is because telepathy exists outside of time, in that non-local soup where all our consciousnesses connect.

The Japanese concept of Ishin- is closer to what telepathy actually is than a transmission of messages. It means ‘unspoken mutual understanding’, and is often translated as ‘heart to heart communication.’ In Zen, it means ‘direct mind transmission’, and it is indeed through Zen that this concept found its way into Japanese culture, via China, from India, where Ishin-denshin referred to the first Dharma transmission between Gautama Buddha and Mahākāśyapa in the Flower Sermon.

Our Native Americans Need Support!


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Sign the petition to the White House to Stop DAPL:…/stop-construction-dakota…

Donate to support the Standing Rock Sioux at…/standing-rock-sioux-tribe–dakot…/

Donate items from the Sacred Stone Camp Supply List:

Call the White House at (202) 456-1111 or (202) 456-1414. Tell President Obama to rescind the Army Corps of Engineers’ Permit for the Dakota Access Pipeline.

Contribute to the Sacred Stone Camp Legal Defense Fund:

Contribute to the Sacred Stone Camp gofundme account:

Call the Army Corps of Engineers and demand that they reverse the permit: (202) 761-5903

Sign other petitions asking President Obama to stop the Dakota Access Pipeline. Here’s the latest to cross my desk –

Call the executives of the companies that are building the pipeline:

a. Lee Hanse
Executive Vice President
Energy Transfer Partners, L.P.
800 E Sonterra Blvd #400
San Antonio, Texas 78258
Telephone: (210) 403-6455

b. Glenn Emery
Vice President
Energy Transfer Partners, L.P.
800 E Sonterra Blvd #400
San Antonio, Texas 78258
Telephone: (210) 403-6762

c. Michael (Cliff) Waters
Lead Analyst
Energy Transfer Partners, L.P.
1300 Main St.
Houston, Texas 77002
Telephone: (713) 989-2404

(Reposted from Myke & World Indigenous News )


When settlers arrived in America, they killed the natives. Those they couldn’t kill, they made treaties with. All those treaties were broken, and Indians were placed on reservations thereafter, where their mental and physical health began a steep decline.


(Partial Reprint From Wikipedia – ReZpect Our Water)

In the summer of 2016, a group of youths from Standing Rock ran from North Dakota to Washington, D.C., to present a petition in protest of the construction of the Dakota Access Pipeline. The petition was delivered as part of the international campaign called ReZpect our Water.[6] The tribe believes that the pipeline would put the Missouri river, the water source for the reservation, at risk. Defending their case they point out two recent spills, a 2010 pipeline spill into the Kalamazoo River in Michigan which costs over $1 billion to clean up with significant contanimation remaining and a Bakken crude oil spill into the Yellowstone River in Montana in 2015.[6][7][8] The Tribe is also concerned that the pipeline route may run through Souix sacred sites. In August 2016 protests were held, halting a portion of the pipeline near Cannon Ball, North Dakota.[9][10] Peaceful protests continued and drew indigenous people from throughout North America as well as other supporters. As of September, the protest constitutes the single largest gathering of Native Americans in more than 100 years.[11] A number of planned arrests occurred when people locked themselves to heavy machinery.[12]

Security workers use dogs and pepper spray

On September 3, 2016, the Labor Day holiday weekend, the Dakota Access Pipeline brought in a private security firm when the company used bulldozers to dig up part of the pipeline route that contained possible Native graves and burial artifacts and was subject to a pending injunction motion. The bulldozers arrived within a day from when the tribe filed legal action.[13] Energy Transfer bulldozers cut a two mile (3200 m) long, 150 foot (45 m) wide path through the contested area.[14] When unarmed protesters moved in to stop the bulldozers, the guards used pepper spray and guard dogs to attack. At least six protesters were treated for dog bites and an estimated 30 protesters were pepper sprayed before the security guards and their dogs exited the scene in trucks. A woman that had taken part in the incident stated, “The cops watched the whole thing from up on the hills. It felt like they were trying to provoke us into being violent when we’re peaceful.” [15]

Frost Kennels of Hartville Ohio acknowledged that they were involved in the incident on September 3.[16] Geoff Dutton, executive director for Private Investigator Security Guard Services, said Frost Kennels and its owner Bob Frost are not licensed by the state of Ohio to provide security services or guard dogs. The Morton County Sheriff Kyle Kirchmeier said they were investigating both sides in the incident, including wounds inflicted by the dogs, and that they had no prior knowledge of the use of dogs until a 911 call was made. Kirchmeier was questioned as to why the deputies that witnessed the incident did not intervene. He said, “The agency’s goal is making sure everyone is safe, including officers. We’re not going to put them into a situation to where injuries could happen or if they’re not at a point where they have to escalate the use of force, it is not worth it at that point.”[16] In a press release Sheriff Kirchmeier stated that according to the security officers hired by the pipeline the protestors were violent using fence posts and flag poles to jab and hit at them and knives were pulled on them as well. Kirchmeier said:

Any suggestion that today’s event was a peaceful protest, is false. This was more like a riot than a protest. Individuals crossed onto private property and accosted private security officers with wooden posts and flag poles. The aggression and violence displayed here today is unlawful and should not be repeated. While no arrests were made at the scene, we are actively investigating the incident and individuals who organized and participated in this unlawful event.[17]

The entire incident was filmed by a crew from Democracy Now![14] and is also available at Youtube.[18] Footage shows several people with dog bites and a dog with blood on its muzzle. Speaking on Democracy Now! on September 4, longtime activist Winona LaDuke said, “North Dakota regulators are really, I would say, in bed with the oil industry and so they have looked the other way.”[14]

On September 7 a North Dakota judge issued a warrant for the arrest of Green Party presidential candidate Jill Stein and her running mate Ajamu Baraka in Morton County with misdemeanor counts of criminal trespass and criminal mischief. Stein spray painted “I approve this message” and Baraka wrote the word “decolonize” on a bulldozer.[19][20] A warrant for the arrest of the journalist responsible for the dissemination of the video (Amy Goodman of Democracy Now!) was also issued by Morton County on September 8.[21][22]


After viewing footage of the attack a law enforcement consultant who trains police dogs called it “absolutely appalling” and “reprehensible”. “Taking bite dogs and putting them at the end of a leash to intimidate, threaten and prevent crime is not appropriate.”[16]

The American Civil Liberties Union of North Dakota spoke out against the use of dogs and pepper spray as well. They asked that the state officials “treat everyone fairly and equally.” [16]

A former K-9 officer for the Grand Forks Police Department who now owns a security firm which uses dogs for drug detection said after viewing footage of the incident, “It reminded me of the civil rights movement back in the ’60s. “I didn’t think it was appropriate. They were overwhelmed and it just wasn’t proper use of the dogs.”[16]

The federal government has ‘paused’ all work, but the situation remains unclear.