<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986098720523977156</id><updated>2011-07-08T07:29:28.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear-No-More World WALK</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>sutuate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03791511456315074326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJKBE_qr3DI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rQ_e_korrm4/S220/ng21.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>60</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986098720523977156.post-4923276473458710768</id><published>2009-11-30T19:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T19:46:59.537-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dawn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SxSRXKog5FI/AAAAAAAAAX4/J-g3XfsMtgk/s1600/IMG_7995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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has me travelling to Montreal, Canada, to spend the weekend "walking" with horses, with people interested in relating to horses from the point of view of horses rather than the traditional view-points of humans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0A1bym9ELY4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0A1bym9ELY4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horses, camels and other animals have walked alongside humans for millennia. In many cases they have been dragged, forced, beaten and whipped to walk with us. But all of our insensitivity was not necessary. They would have walked happily with us if we had approached them with love, respect and care. Even while enduring the hardships we have put them through they have, in general, always walked in the mode of Fear-No-More, surrendered to the moment, even though those moments were often very harsh. Yet as soon as we are willing they can and will guide us back to fearing-no-more, with grace, beauty and forgiveness. In a sense they have always been waiting for us to notice who they really are, how they are, and to do likewise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The specific monthly &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fear-No-More World WALKS&lt;/span&gt; we have been doing for almost a year now have served significantly in carrying forward some further degree of Adi Da's "Vision of Fear-No-More" into our respective lives. I know these walks have served me considerably. Getting out and leaving everything behind for a period and simply walking with happy, bodily, intent has been instructive for me in letting go of the subjectivity of who I think I am... restoring me each time to a clearer sense of being breathed, lived and released beyond my knowledge of anything at all....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ongoing process of the WALKS has also raised awareness and support for &lt;a href="http://www.fearnomorezoo.org/"&gt;Fear-No-More Zoo&lt;/a&gt; itself to new levels. There is still a lot more support needed but we are doing a little better, which is great. &lt;a href="http://www.fearnomorezoo.org/getinvolved/main.php"&gt;Please get involved in supporting this unique process between humans and non-humans&lt;/a&gt;, and invite your friends to check out "Fear-No-More" also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I trust those of you who have been crazy enough to participate in these WALKS have also benefited in whatever ways are true of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will continue living and combining my life with the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fear-No-More World WALKS&lt;/span&gt; -- ongoing. I will probably not be engaging the WALKS on the ritual monthly basis we've been following till now. For me, at least, change is necessary. Everything has it's moment and reasons. Everything shifts and changes. To keep things growing what becomes familiar has to be bounced and turned out so that what's next can come through and be embraced...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be doing these WALKS randomly from now on, any time I'm moved and often... and I will also be arranging for the undertaking of a longer annual WALK to commemorate, and further, the advancement of the "Vision of Fear-No-More". Details of the second annual WALK will be forthcoming, and I hope many of you will participate, wherever you reside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Information on the origins of these WALKS can be found by perusing earlier posts in this blogsite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep WALKING,&lt;br /&gt;Stuart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986098720523977156-960944933761211171?l=fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/960944933761211171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/960944933761211171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/10/novembers-scheduled-fear-no-more-world.html' title='We Walked Away, We can Always WALK Back'/><author><name>sutuate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03791511456315074326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJKBE_qr3DI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rQ_e_korrm4/S220/ng21.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986098720523977156.post-7044362161827086656</id><published>2008-09-30T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T09:20:16.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All of Nature...</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;"All of Nature is Contemplating constantly... it's a culture of Contemplation, including the Earth itself. . . "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; --  Adi Da Samraj&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SOMKHQzZlUI/AAAAAAAAAPw/JdYJ3WD8bhw/s1600-h/belugahoriz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SOMKHQzZlUI/AAAAAAAAAPw/JdYJ3WD8bhw/s320/belugahoriz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252052710330045762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Humans were once an integral part of ancient Earth's "culture of Contemplation" but now we stand apart in mind, philosophy, and personalized religion, full of projected meanings, increasingly separate from one another and every thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this time we are experiencing a "fist" of unprecedented human fear gripping the world. There is so little Contemplation alive in human cultures anywhere today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The non-human world is affected and confused by this. Where is the heart of humankind? Where has the human gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this fist of fear and independence is not released it/we will choke and squeeze the life from everything we know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May we all walk our lives, every step, feeling and releasing the fear, and supporting everyone to do this... again to Contemplate the Source of all Life, as was anciently done, free of man-made intermediaries, books or doctrines... but through breath, life and feeling heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;World WALK of Fearing-No-More&lt;/span&gt;; WALKING together, human, non-human, river, forest, desert, mountain... no difference, no separation... restoring Contemplation to every human heart regardless of race, culture, politics or religion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"  &gt;(c) 2008 The Avataric Samrajya of Adidam Pty Ltd, as trustee for The Avataric Samrajya of Adidam. All rights reserved. Perpetual copyright claimed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986098720523977156-7044362161827086656?l=fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/7044362161827086656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/7044362161827086656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/09/all-of-nature.html' title='All of Nature...'/><author><name>sutuate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03791511456315074326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJKBE_qr3DI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rQ_e_korrm4/S220/ng21.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SOMKHQzZlUI/AAAAAAAAAPw/JdYJ3WD8bhw/s72-c/belugahoriz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986098720523977156.post-1137268901568184707</id><published>2008-09-04T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T00:13:41.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear WALKS Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SMDLebBqFtI/AAAAAAAAAPY/WYq40Xhy210/s1600-h/Morning+of+conception+day.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SMDLebBqFtI/AAAAAAAAAPY/WYq40Xhy210/s200/Morning+of+conception+day.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242413689770481362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These monthly WALKS are good, have gotten things going, but they're not themselves the "thing"...  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(next scheduled is this coming weekend - Sept 6 &amp;amp; 7)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start WALKING all our lives, all our days, all of us, everywhere we go, whatever we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because we don't WALK any more we are chronically afraid. If we remember the walkabout nomad deep in our hearts we can learn again how to release and breathe. If we let ourselves feel it, we will know how scared we really are. This fear makes us do weird things, crazy stuff. We get angry, become insensitive, out of balance, brutal toward ourselves, competitive with others, inwardly collapsed -- and destructive of this fragile world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our fear and anger make others feel afraid, too. And all this also makes the non-human world vulnerable, insecure and confused. The non-humans, watching from their perches at forest edge, get confused by the erratic activities of humans. Our dogs and cats are confused because they notice we don't know how to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day of my life mysteriously brought &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SMDLEMdGyDI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/dvD1hFpNgkI/s1600-h/080209_LL2MX+%283%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SMDLEMdGyDI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/dvD1hFpNgkI/s320/080209_LL2MX+%283%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242413239182477362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me into Fear-No-More Zoo, a place requiring me to feel my fear, face it, love it. Almost everything in me always wants to run as far away as I can from the fear -- my death, and away from others. I used to run a lot. Now I'm called in every moment, by every thing, to "Fear-No-More". Sometimes it's almost too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I was like, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"whaat?"&lt;/span&gt; All I really knew and trusted was my fear. Let go of that? Love instead? Take that wild, irrational, fear and embrace it and never run again? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Whaat??!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the fear pumps so hard every cell bursts and contracts, believing the terror. Only uncomfortable, sometimes painful, love keeps me here, loving life, truth, camel, pig, parrot, horse, you. It's not often perfect love but it keeps me here, breathing the fright, knowing it, letting it free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These WALKS we've been doing... let's keep them going... and also do them every day...  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fear-No-More World WALKS&lt;/span&gt; as a never-ending prayer for the advancement of a world free of the crunch of unnecessary human fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WALK to the fridge, the bathroom, across the aisle, down the street, over a mountain, to a friend, invoking the spiritually contemplative depth that becomes, and is, "Fearing-No-More", which is love-surrender through and beyond fear... to the deep stillness existing beyond name, religion, species and place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WALK in your car, on your bike, your horse, in your canoe. WALK in your sleep, your repose, in your garden, while you're shopping, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In doing this we might, at last, find the world free of all that fear creates and destroys with every grimaced grunt. We don't have to suffer the fate of unenlightened men and women, burdened forever beneath the dripping mouth of imagined death's fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Adi Da Samraj: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;The human world is the fear world.&lt;br /&gt;The non-human world is not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt; the fear world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SMDM2AwmPcI/AAAAAAAAAPg/Fk34BhvKzi8/s1600-h/071115_Turtles_11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SMDM2AwmPcI/AAAAAAAAAPg/Fk34BhvKzi8/s200/071115_Turtles_11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242415194548092354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Fear-No-More...&lt;br /&gt;like the non-humans do !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(c) 2008 The Avataric Samrajya of Adidam Pty Ltd, . All rights reserved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986098720523977156-1137268901568184707?l=fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/1137268901568184707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/1137268901568184707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/09/fear-walks-away.html' title='Fear WALKS Away'/><author><name>sutuate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03791511456315074326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJKBE_qr3DI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rQ_e_korrm4/S220/ng21.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SMDLebBqFtI/AAAAAAAAAPY/WYq40Xhy210/s72-c/Morning+of+conception+day.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986098720523977156.post-318016163436862510</id><published>2008-08-09T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T23:25:23.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And Then So Clear....</title><content type='html'>It's been about 8 months since the &lt;a href="http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/02/monthly-walks-2008.html"&gt;Fear-No-More Awareness Walks commenced&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJ6ATYFzayI/AAAAAAAAAPA/5jp5OxE32xw/s1600-h/LGMtnhoriz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJ6ATYFzayI/AAAAAAAAAPA/5jp5OxE32xw/s400/LGMtnhoriz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232760887423757090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;People have been getting out and about around the world, participating in these low-key Walks on a regular monthly basis. I think on any monthly Walk we might have people walking in about 30 locations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a part of me that could very easily just go walking and stay walking... walk all over the place, be a wanderer, a nomad... not so much for the sake of anything altruistic, any change, but just to walk; because it's so original and primal to wander without concern for property, without so many restrictions, boundaries and limits. This isn't going to happen though, except briefly here and there....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days life is different than when men and women lived in tipis and yurts and followed the bison or the caribou. Imagine following the seasons throughout your entire life, being that interconnected, and interdependent, with the world. When mother weather shakes, rumbles and moves you get up and move with her... inseparable from her whims. Imagine your outlook on everything, how released and pliant you would need to be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are (most of us) now so far from that kind of life. Yet, deep within our cells, our intuitions, &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJ5_m-9ljmI/AAAAAAAAAOo/hhMGVXg6X_I/s1600-h/VertMtnTrees.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJ5_m-9ljmI/AAAAAAAAAOo/hhMGVXg6X_I/s400/VertMtnTrees.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232760124764163682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;still beats the primitive impulse to wander, to walkabout, to be free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These monthly Walks are a symbolic, motivating, gesture for our deeply buried impulses to be free; to walk free of the daily news, to walk free of the mind that locks us into what we look like, or seem to be, rather than who we are, which is Free -- and free of fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all walking somewhere so wherever we walk let it be toward a world, a life and an awareness that is free of unnecessary fear -- for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In honour of our nomadic forebears let's return, to everything we do, the essentials of those ancient walkabout cultures -- the wisdom, the tolerance, the understanding of cold rain and hot sun, sharing through famine and oasis, the patience, the smiles and softness through hard times, the yielding of every moment to Life itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And may our continuing monthly Fear-No-More World WALKS be a simple, ongoing, happy, reminder, and prayer, for all of us to release ourselves and one another beyond fear.... to the Tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986098720523977156-318016163436862510?l=fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/318016163436862510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/318016163436862510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/08/dear-friends-its-been-about-8-months.html' title='And Then So Clear....'/><author><name>sutuate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03791511456315074326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJKBE_qr3DI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rQ_e_korrm4/S220/ng21.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJ6ATYFzayI/AAAAAAAAAPA/5jp5OxE32xw/s72-c/LGMtnhoriz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986098720523977156.post-749296143909783419</id><published>2008-07-30T21:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T21:51:46.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Next WALK - August 2 &amp; 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The next scheduled &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fear-No-More World WALK&lt;/span&gt; is this weekend (August 2 &amp;amp; 3).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986098720523977156-749296143909783419?l=fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/749296143909783419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/749296143909783419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/07/next-walk-august-2-3_30.html' title='Next WALK - August 2 &amp; 3'/><author><name>sutuate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03791511456315074326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJKBE_qr3DI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rQ_e_korrm4/S220/ng21.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986098720523977156.post-6751258859306919601</id><published>2008-07-30T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T21:40:54.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving Fear</title><content type='html'>In my humble experience the chronic underlying fear of death dissolves whenever I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I stop running from, and avoiding my fear, but instead turn to face, accept and allow it, increasingly allow it to be a part of my experience, the fear dissolves, losing its force.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJFCJ1KokUI/AAAAAAAAAOY/9wr2PE8tJrY/s1600-h/080119_IDH_14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJFCJ1KokUI/AAAAAAAAAOY/9wr2PE8tJrY/s400/080119_IDH_14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229033379011793218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From the time I began serving at Fear-No-More Zoo I have progressively, if not "suddenly", gone through a clarifying process with regard to fear. Today, fifteen years later, I find I am choosing simply to love my fear. In any moment where I let myself feel it, deeply feel it, to the degree I do I am engulfed by a life impulse within which fear is embraced and exceeded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't love fear because I like it or in order to encourage it. I've come to love it because it is present and active in everything I do, in every moment, and it's not going away through any effort or struggle or search. Finally, my only real choice has become loving it.  This is not romantic or infatuous love but an essential impulse that overwhelms me. In part, too, I love the fear simply because it is afraid, and pitiful, and needs love in order to be free. Loving the fear is equal to loving myself, loving the entire event of the life within which I somehow exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In daily meditation, the WALKS I've been doing, in my service to the animals and at other times, feeling notices fear, dissolves it, and opens to un-thought-of life and mystery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animals' constant bodily sense and awareness of being part of the food chain, th&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJFBhQ4TnmI/AAAAAAAAAOI/rIQi0u3jNB4/s1600-h/Sea+Horse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJFBhQ4TnmI/AAAAAAAAAOI/rIQi0u3jNB4/s320/Sea+Horse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229032682076479074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;at death is potential in any moment, swells their contemplative residence within the Mystery of Life, and the Divine, anchoring them in the disposition of "fearing-no-more". They don't philosophize that death might happen to them. They know it will. And when the time arrives they know how to yield and release themselves into the process of mortal death with a grace few humans are practiced enough to equal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tacit knowledge of inescapable death inspires animals into fully embracing their situation without argument or complaint and, through their natural meditative depth, feeling is released to move life into the place, and disposition, of "fearing-no-more".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fearnomorezoo.org/"&gt;Described by Adi Da Samraj as "Fearing-No-More"&lt;/a&gt;, this disposition abides not in the absence of fear and threat, but through the fully feeling acceptance of fear and threat, perpetually releasing through love-surrender to life and mystery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fear-No-More World WALKS&lt;/span&gt; invoke our human embrace and acceptance of mortal fear, loving life beyond all apparent deaths past, present and still to come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986098720523977156-6751258859306919601?l=fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/6751258859306919601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/6751258859306919601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/07/loving-fear.html' title='Loving Fear'/><author><name>sutuate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03791511456315074326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJKBE_qr3DI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rQ_e_korrm4/S220/ng21.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJFCJ1KokUI/AAAAAAAAAOY/9wr2PE8tJrY/s72-c/080119_IDH_14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986098720523977156.post-2452982468738717737</id><published>2008-07-07T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T22:43:15.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Few More Walks...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;From Marcelene Alexander (Portland):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Stuart,  Suzanne Hryniw, Dennis Judd and myself put on our Fear-No-More World WALK body banners and did a Fear-No-More World WALK on Sunday at the Thomas McCall Waterfront Park in Portland.  There were thousands of people there participating in a music festival over the entire Fourth weekend.  One gentleman approached me and asked what it was about, saying he had had an idea a number of years ago to start a walk going half way around the world - but never followed through with it.  I explained briefly and gave him a card with the web sites on it.  This is our fourth month walking.  The first walk we did at Reed College Canyon, the next walk was at Natural State Park right in Portland out on the Terwilliger Curves, the next walk was done by myself in Vancouver, BC and also in Portland where I walked about 27 blocks of my neighborhood, and then this walk at the McCall Park.  So , humble as it is, we are walking for Fear-No-More World - hopefully we will get more organized and prepared as we go along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;From Margot S. Janeway (Lopez Island, Washington):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of us on Lopez Island went on a four mile walk along  a beach on the western side of the Island. For me it was a lovely walk of contemplation, and consideration of the state of the world and the great need of human beings to become aligned to a Divine process that we may live in harmony with all beings and the earth itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;From Roslyn Esler (Queensland, Australia):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Stuart, I am walking - and talking with dogs I meet along the way - walking with Monty.&lt;br /&gt;I may not do it monthly - I try to do it daily or a few times a week and for only 30 minutes but it all helps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;From Loretta Sheehan (New Hampshire):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked a pine- needled path along a peaceful lake, then took a logging road into deep woods. More or less in that hour…. A dragonfly (the oldest living creature on the earth…they were here&lt;br /&gt; 300 million years ago!) landed on my hand and basked in the sun, fearlessly. A damselfly&lt;br /&gt; and her mate let me watch as she laid eggs in a hole in a tree stump…my head was about 5 inches from them! I read that these beautiful insects are "very wary, have big eyes, and are hard to approach", but they, too, were fearless of me. In blessing mode, I saw a giant hornet, robins, chipmunks, butterflies, busy woodpeckers, ants, squirrels, Daddy-long-legs running into the woods, huge flock of starlings, and heard the exquisitely sweet call of the  wood thrush. The parallel to your "dead, black cow" was an archery range I came across, where hunters were practicing with crossbows on targets and deer statues!!  Ugh!! The pain &amp;amp; death intruded on my walk, too….and I was required to bless all hunters and hunted, praying that FearNoMore would soften the hunters' hearts, and change their desire to hunt for sport. Although mosquitoes tried to bite me all day, they were mostly brushed away, or repelled with spray…none were killed. The grand finale to the FNMZoo Walk, largely centered around small and tiny animals, came that night….as magical lightning bugs appeared in the darkened woods and bog… erratic living, moving lights…sending a message to hopeful mates….here I am!  Then, one was on the outside of our blue tent in the dark, and could be seen from inside…..lighting up again and again!…a tiny hello in response to the  Fear-No-More Blessing….no doubt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986098720523977156-2452982468738717737?l=fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/2452982468738717737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/2452982468738717737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/07/few-more-walks.html' title='A Few More Walks...'/><author><name>sutuate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03791511456315074326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJKBE_qr3DI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rQ_e_korrm4/S220/ng21.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986098720523977156.post-1992753269178378281</id><published>2008-07-07T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T14:09:12.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Walk in Oxford with the "Chief"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SHKFkg7mSQI/AAAAAAAAANw/49m0FlccbJI/s1600-h/DSC05363+%28Small%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SHKFkg7mSQI/AAAAAAAAANw/49m0FlccbJI/s200/DSC05363+%28Small%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220381780437518594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi Stuart,  We walked yesterday, about an hour and a half across Port Meadow in Oxford. Salina and I walked over the Meadow and back to Oxford along the river Thames. I've attached a few photo's! The weather looked very threatening and it got really dark at one point and rained but brightened up later. Saw lots of birds and cows. -- Dan George&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SHKFeE3wElI/AAAAAAAAANo/0jgWC0euarc/s1600-h/DSC05334+%28Small%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SHKFeE3wElI/AAAAAAAAANo/0jgWC0euarc/s200/DSC05334+%28Small%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220381669825974866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986098720523977156-1992753269178378281?l=fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/1992753269178378281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/1992753269178378281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/07/walk-in-oxford-with-chief.html' title='Walk in Oxford with the &quot;Chief&quot;'/><author><name>sutuate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03791511456315074326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJKBE_qr3DI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rQ_e_korrm4/S220/ng21.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SHKFkg7mSQI/AAAAAAAAANw/49m0FlccbJI/s72-c/DSC05363+%28Small%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986098720523977156.post-5560177900958262694</id><published>2008-07-05T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T14:27:12.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why In Hell Do I Do This...? :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SHBnANojhSI/AAAAAAAAANY/OaSemIJT-40/s1600-h/rocky_creek_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SHBnANojhSI/AAAAAAAAANY/OaSemIJT-40/s320/rocky_creek_01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219785221479826722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Discovering that a walk on &lt;a href="http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/06/walking-july-5th-weekend.html"&gt;Snow Mountain&lt;/a&gt; involves 10 hours of driving, there and back, I opted out of that plan. Instead I hit the road to Middletown again.... about 15 miles. Malcolm accompanied me and Coal for a few miles until about 7am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a lot more resistance to doing this walk than any before today. But after about 90 minutes, down along the creek flats, I began breaking through the resistance as a new energy surfaced... I felt my resistance as the sense of chronic fear in my body, mind and life; fear of death. As I walked I was able to walk into that fear, and love it. Rather than resist it I found myself embracing it, loving it... not because I liked it and wanted to adore it, I simply had no choice but to accept it and release it... and as I walked I lived and consciously participated in each moment as a death, yet very alive. With each step the moment was shed, rather than held... each moment like water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the walk I&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SHBmzGOFSEI/AAAAAAAAANQ/eT-3FLzStrg/s1600-h/095+DeadCow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SHBmzGOFSEI/AAAAAAAAANQ/eT-3FLzStrg/s200/095+DeadCow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219784996151445570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; encountered the carcass of a massive black cow. The stink was thick and came down all around me, soaking the whole area for 100 yards around. I stood in the stench, flies swarming under a baking sun, by the carcass. The body was beautiful in a way, in its rotting stillness, life rushing to devour it. Another lesson begging understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several hours into the walk I took a short break to sit and eat an orange. My friend, Coal, a big black lab gave me about three minutes before grinning, wriggling and jumping up and down like a Masai, eager to keep going. Later, with the sun high, and trees sparse, I had to slow my pace for the old boy as he padded out the last leg into town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I doing these walks each month? To be honest I have no idea. It feels necessary. The walking is about getting beyond any idea about it. The walks are an offering, a prayer and a breath for the flourishing of Adi Da's Fear-No-More Zoo, and for the advancement of His Vision of Fear-No-More out into the  cells and patterns of every fear-living human on this planet, which is pretty much all of us. It's something I just feel compelled to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether others walk with me, here or in other places around the world, I'll walk anyway... every month now for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years ago Adi Da told me that whatever I ended up doing he wanted it to be done to la&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SHBnWraiMgI/AAAAAAAAANg/pqvRp1gE-28/s1600-h/DSC_0217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SHBnWraiMgI/AAAAAAAAANg/pqvRp1gE-28/s200/DSC_0217.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219785607431205378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;st. So I intend that this Fear-No-More Zoo and Vision last beyond my lifetime, and that it go on and grow, deepening for generations to come... and I'll walk and do other things too, to effect whatever I can to ensure Fear-No-More exists and blossoms for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is the best thing I can do with my life and time... and I hope each of you will join me, each in your own way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another idea I got from the news today.... floating across California in a lawn chair suspended from a cluster of helium-filled party balloons...! That could be fun! I could drag a banner saying, "Fear-No-More Monkeys! "... Friends already banned me from &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ttz5oPpF1Js&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;wing-suiting&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fearnomorezoo.org/"&gt;FNM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fearnomorezoo.org/getinvolved/main.php"&gt;Gift&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986098720523977156-5560177900958262694?l=fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/5560177900958262694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/5560177900958262694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/07/why-hell-do-i-do-this.html' title='Why In Hell Do I Do This...? :)'/><author><name>sutuate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03791511456315074326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJKBE_qr3DI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rQ_e_korrm4/S220/ng21.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SHBnANojhSI/AAAAAAAAANY/OaSemIJT-40/s72-c/rocky_creek_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986098720523977156.post-1070880108526367494</id><published>2008-07-03T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T00:27:12.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>About 15 Years Ago</title><content type='html'>About 15 years ago Severn Suzuki, Canada, was 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the United Nations Earth Summit in Rio she made a timeless speech to the gathered delegates and to the world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"We are a group of 12 and 13 year olds&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5g8cmWZOX8Q&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt; trying &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5g8cmWZOX8Q&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;to make a difference..."&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SG1KOimDliI/AAAAAAAAANI/5zvSsUR0aDg/s1600-h/070225_Matrixsunrise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SG1KOimDliI/AAAAAAAAANI/5zvSsUR0aDg/s320/070225_Matrixsunrise.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218909156857320994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986098720523977156-1070880108526367494?l=fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/1070880108526367494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/1070880108526367494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/07/about-15-years-ago.html' title='About 15 Years Ago'/><author><name>sutuate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03791511456315074326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJKBE_qr3DI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rQ_e_korrm4/S220/ng21.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SG1KOimDliI/AAAAAAAAANI/5zvSsUR0aDg/s72-c/070225_Matrixsunrise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986098720523977156.post-1069066795754865322</id><published>2008-06-28T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T01:32:26.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking July 5th Weekend</title><content type='html'>The next &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fear-No-More World WALK&lt;/span&gt; weekend is July 5 &amp;amp; 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where will  you be walking for a world free of fear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SGcvDgmOGyI/AAAAAAAAAM4/vF6FP0y1CWI/s1600-h/16Reflection001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SGcvDgmOGyI/AAAAAAAAAM4/vF6FP0y1CWI/s200/16Reflection001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217190430668364578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be walking alone here this time, but I hope others will walk in other areas. I'm planning a 6 hour walk in the Snow Mountain Wilderness at the northern end of Lake County, a beautiful and remote area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I humbly dedicate my walk up Snow Mountain to the mountain gorillas in the war-torn Virungas, to ho&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SGcvPTOPn6I/AAAAAAAAANA/m2bU5NUbEhY/s1600-h/B06SnowMountain001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SGcvPTOPn6I/AAAAAAAAANA/m2bU5NUbEhY/s200/B06SnowMountain001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217190633236570018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;rses  and humans who are treated as merchandise and discarded when no longer useful and to all the bugs and insects we think nothing of, but who are full of wonder, mystery and intelligence far exceeding our own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear-No-More,&lt;br /&gt;Stuart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986098720523977156-1069066795754865322?l=fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/1069066795754865322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/1069066795754865322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/06/walking-july-5th-weekend.html' title='Walking July 5th Weekend'/><author><name>sutuate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03791511456315074326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJKBE_qr3DI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rQ_e_korrm4/S220/ng21.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SGcvDgmOGyI/AAAAAAAAAM4/vF6FP0y1CWI/s72-c/16Reflection001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986098720523977156.post-3795213298315856071</id><published>2008-06-28T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T21:39:09.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Land Owners Lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SGciCy5MKHI/AAAAAAAAAMI/J5Hxn5pAHkw/s1600-h/Punch+Bowl+Falls,+Eagle+Creek+Wilderness+Area,+California.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SGciCy5MKHI/AAAAAAAAAMI/J5Hxn5pAHkw/s200/Punch+Bowl+Falls,+Eagle+Creek+Wilderness+Area,+California.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217176124748736626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Owning land was a foreign concept to the Australian Aboriginals and many other native cultures around the world. Those people saw, and in some cases still see, themselves as caretakers of a land more primary than themselves. To them it was inconceivable for a human being to own land, or to own anything, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practically and spiritually these more original, nomadic, cultures were far freer than we who became land-trapped through  fear and separation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With ownership came a more serious aggression, as well as deepening segregation,  intolerance and an insensitivity to the cycles and equalities of life. Ownership became viewed not as an aberration anymore but a form of status, a sign of superiority over life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This new culture of "owners" became destroyers, of which the world today bares ample witness.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SGckWt9TR7I/AAAAAAAAAMo/jk8gJ2NYZ4I/s1600-h/land1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SGckWt9TR7I/AAAAAAAAAMo/jk8gJ2NYZ4I/s200/land1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217178666044442546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In reality, land ownership, or ownership of anything, is a mirage within our minds. The economy of ownership is a false one, for nothing can ever be owned by a human, or by any other being, and especially not the earth. Today when one single, tiny, person can presume on his own to possess 30,000 square miles of land the fantasy, one could say, has become insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we are really up to the responsibility of ownership we'd hold the land as a sacred privilege rather than our right. What makes us live the way we do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The buying and&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SGckvYHkq8I/AAAAAAAAAMw/qfviEcS7AQg/s1600-h/land10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SGckvYHkq8I/AAAAAAAAAMw/qfviEcS7AQg/s200/land10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217179089678674882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; selling of land is tantamount to the trade in human slaves. That this is hard for us to feel doesn't make it not so. Real estate agents have become the approved slave traders. The Earth is stolen, bought, sold and abused like chattel. The buyers, sellers and realtors are often treated like chattel as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are fully a society of "owners", and "the owned", and this won't change in a hurry. But we can become owners who are sensitive and respectful to the land, as well as to one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lands we live on are sacred. So the buying and selling of land should be a sacred process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hidden within the title, "Real Estate Agent", there is a reference to the higher purposes of this position within society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need our good real estate agents to begin serving the inherently&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "Real&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; E&lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span&gt;nlightened&lt;/span&gt;)state"&lt;/span&gt; in themselves, in the traded lands, and in the buyers and sellers they work with, and for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should expect these real estate agents to be priests and protectors of the lands they serve, the very lands who serve them. Regardless of differing religions, or ideologies, we should all be as priests and servants of the "real state", and of the earth who is our home and who gives us life. She knows how to bring us together as a culture and equalize our differences, if we allow her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SGcjZ8kcHVI/AAAAAAAAAMg/rzNvMRqPoMo/s1600-h/060911_Brightnessview.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SGcjZ8kcHVI/AAAAAAAAAMg/rzNvMRqPoMo/s400/060911_Brightnessview.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217177621994675538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986098720523977156-3795213298315856071?l=fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/3795213298315856071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/3795213298315856071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/06/land-owners-lost.html' title='Land Owners Lost'/><author><name>sutuate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03791511456315074326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJKBE_qr3DI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rQ_e_korrm4/S220/ng21.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SGciCy5MKHI/AAAAAAAAAMI/J5Hxn5pAHkw/s72-c/Punch+Bowl+Falls,+Eagle+Creek+Wilderness+Area,+California.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986098720523977156.post-5985315759829242822</id><published>2008-06-28T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T02:03:11.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreamtime Stones</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SGa1XLB622I/AAAAAAAAALw/9rsVRnCT0XE/s1600-h/red_rock_outcrop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SGa1XLB622I/AAAAAAAAALw/9rsVRnCT0XE/s200/red_rock_outcrop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217056628057758562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;During the 1940's at an Australian Aboriginal outback reservation arrived a small group of geologists. The geologists had spent several weeks further out in the arid desert collecting rock and mineral samples. Their expedition completed, they now spent several days cataloging their findings at the reservation. The collected rocks were laid out in rows according to type, size, and quality, and the scientists began identifying and classifying them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a time, a group of elderly Aboriginal men came over. Upon viewing the rocks they quickly became highly disturbed and animated, crying, and wailing. Their mournful displays drew the geologists' attention who enquired about the elders' distress. The unwitting intruders were astounded by what they heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SGa1fVHuiNI/AAAAAAAAAL4/XjaW1jkKPEY/s1600-h/Elder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SGa1fVHuiNI/AAAAAAAAAL4/XjaW1jkKPEY/s200/Elder.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217056768205424850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Aboriginal men recognized the stones and rocks before them as individuals they personally knew. They had names for some of them. They also accurately identified the precise locations from where individual rocks had been taken. Many of these rocks were associated with precious stories and tribal myths. These rocks were keepers and guardians of the balance of life in that region, and of the peoples' sacred culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viewing the stolen rocks reconnected them to their ancient lands, re-awakening their concerns for the safety of those places and for the doubtful continuation of their spiritual culture. The sacred lands where these people had lived peacefully for millennia were no longer the same. First disturbed when these tribal caretakers were forcibly removed the land was now further thrown out of balance with the theft of the rocks. The elders were inconsolable for days. Their world was destroyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Stuart Camps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SGa22ugW9DI/AAAAAAAAAMA/KQ4SioMzWvA/s1600-h/July4DaMBed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SGa22ugW9DI/AAAAAAAAAMA/KQ4SioMzWvA/s200/July4DaMBed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217058269668242482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adi Da Samraj: &lt;/span&gt;From the magical, shamanistic point of view everything is alive. The cosmos is a living process. From the magical point of view, so-called inanimate objects are also conceived as being alive and participating in a living, magical cosmos. And this is certainly true. The more psychically awake you become, the more you are aware of the psycho-physical nature of what you call the objective world. Once you see that the world is psycho-physical in nature, you begin to appreciate the living condition of everything that arises in the field of experience -- not living, perhaps, in the sense that a chair can get up and walk out of the room, but living in a magical sense. Your association with so-called inanimate objects can go through many changes. Association with an inanimate place, even just a room, can change. There are feelings associated with it, a sense of energies, emotions, moods, influences, all kinds of factors to which you become sensitive relative to so-called inanimate things, just as you can be sensitive relative to moving and living things. . .&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;(c) 2008 The Avataric Samrajya of Adidam Pty Ltd, . All rights reserved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986098720523977156-5985315759829242822?l=fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/5985315759829242822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/5985315759829242822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/06/dreamtime-stones.html' title='Dreamtime Stones'/><author><name>sutuate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03791511456315074326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJKBE_qr3DI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rQ_e_korrm4/S220/ng21.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SGa1XLB622I/AAAAAAAAALw/9rsVRnCT0XE/s72-c/red_rock_outcrop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986098720523977156.post-7659106142097647171</id><published>2008-06-28T14:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T00:13:03.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Grass as Person</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SGatjV031GI/AAAAAAAAALo/krFl4_Slnfc/s1600-h/Dambed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SGatjV031GI/AAAAAAAAALo/krFl4_Slnfc/s200/Dambed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217048041021232226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adi Da Samraj: &lt;/span&gt;How would you treat the grass as a person?... How do you think the trees feel about not being regarded as persons by all of you?... When I walk about outdoors I naturally acknowledge the trees and plants I encounter as persons...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"  &gt;(c) 2008 The Avataric Samrajya of Adidam Pty Ltd, . All rights reserved. Perpetual copyright claimed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986098720523977156-7659106142097647171?l=fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/7659106142097647171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/7659106142097647171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/06/grass-as-person.html' title='The Grass as Person'/><author><name>sutuate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03791511456315074326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJKBE_qr3DI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rQ_e_korrm4/S220/ng21.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SGatjV031GI/AAAAAAAAALo/krFl4_Slnfc/s72-c/Dambed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986098720523977156.post-8601993888517870415</id><published>2008-06-19T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T10:30:08.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>July 5 &amp; 6 Walk</title><content type='html'>Next "official" &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fear-No-More World WALK&lt;/span&gt; &gt;&gt; first weekend in July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here in Lake County&lt;/span&gt; we're still deciding on the walk location... either a coastal redwood &amp;amp; beach walk, or a rock-crunching, sweat-pumping hike around the trails on nearby Bogg's Mountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We hope every one of you&lt;/span&gt; will get up and get walking with us that weekend as a "walking prayer" for a world less afraid...&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; us of one another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; the non-humans of us !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post a further reminder closer to the date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986098720523977156-8601993888517870415?l=fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/8601993888517870415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/8601993888517870415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/06/july-5-6-walk.html' title='July 5 &amp; 6 Walk'/><author><name>sutuate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03791511456315074326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJKBE_qr3DI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rQ_e_korrm4/S220/ng21.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986098720523977156.post-3511789665687651333</id><published>2008-06-19T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T21:35:53.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>His Holiness the Karmapa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;His Holiness the Seventeenth Karmapa&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(December 2007)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; Throughout my life I have always felt that the outer natural elements and my own mind are close. I have a special connection with the four elements. I am not being superstitious and saying I can talk to the elements, but sometimes it feels that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since the human race first appeared on this earth, we have used this earth heavily. It is said that ninety-nine percent of the resources and so on in this world come from the natural environment. We are using the earth until she is used up. The earth has given us immeasurable benefit, but what have we done for the earth in return? We always ask for something from the earth, but never give her anything back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SFsyyzJgInI/AAAAAAAAALg/rZjNHxbI2JQ/s1600-h/hhk17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SFsyyzJgInI/AAAAAAAAALg/rZjNHxbI2JQ/s200/hhk17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213816841916392050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We never have loving or protective thoughts for the earth. Whenever trees or anything else emerge from the ground, we cut them down. If there is a bit of level earth, we fight over it. To this day we perpetuate a continuous cycle of war and conflict over it. In fact, we have not done much of anything for the earth.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Now the time has come when the earth is scowling at us; the time has come when the earth is giving up on us.The earth is about to treat us badly and give up on us. If she gives up on us, where can we live? There is talk of going to other planets that could support life, but only a few rich people could go. What would happen to all of us sentient beings who could not go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should we do now that the situation has become so critical? The sentient beings living on the earth and the elements of the natural world need to join their hands together-the earth must not give up on sentient beings, and sentient beings must not give up on the earth. Each needs to grasp the other's hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(thanks to K.M. for forwarding this excerpt)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986098720523977156-3511789665687651333?l=fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/3511789665687651333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/3511789665687651333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/06/his-holiness-karmapa.html' title='His Holiness the Karmapa'/><author><name>sutuate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03791511456315074326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJKBE_qr3DI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rQ_e_korrm4/S220/ng21.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SFsyyzJgInI/AAAAAAAAALg/rZjNHxbI2JQ/s72-c/hhk17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986098720523977156.post-2169411954976944550</id><published>2008-06-07T15:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T12:33:46.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Vic, the Fearless</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SEsFXt3n7UI/AAAAAAAAALE/N643Zm66bTc/s1600-h/Crazy+Victor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SEsFXt3n7UI/AAAAAAAAALE/N643Zm66bTc/s200/Crazy+Victor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209263298992139586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Madman, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Crazy Vic,&lt;/span&gt; walks the world advancing the disposition of "Fearing-No-More". Crazy Vic is als&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;o a master of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pichenotte"&gt;pichenotte&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, a tree-climber, wildgrass-eater, landscaper, long-time celibate, jokester, camel lover and random movie watcher... and h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;e loves to walk. He also meditates a lot and helps those less well-off than he... including the rich and famous !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a recent rare interview Crazy Vic mumbled, "It's a good idea, no matter what, to Fear-No-More... (chuckles)..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986098720523977156-2169411954976944550?l=fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/2169411954976944550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/2169411954976944550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/06/crazy-vic-fearless.html' title='Crazy Vic, the Fearless'/><author><name>sutuate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03791511456315074326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJKBE_qr3DI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rQ_e_korrm4/S220/ng21.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SEsFXt3n7UI/AAAAAAAAALE/N643Zm66bTc/s72-c/Crazy+Victor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986098720523977156.post-1414475761535578569</id><published>2008-06-02T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T11:44:52.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Afraid?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SEQ7QUjMVvI/AAAAAAAAAK0/ha_hoX734gY/s1600-h/LettingGoMtn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SEQ7QUjMVvI/AAAAAAAAAK0/ha_hoX734gY/s320/LettingGoMtn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207352220727400178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Letting Go Mountain"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Typically, people have a variety of ideas about what the Vision of Fear-No-More is about; like not feeling fear, avoiding fear, over-riding fear somehow, perhaps by challenging or confronting it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the "Fearing-No-More" process isn't about avoiding or escaping fear. It isn't about doing exaggerated things in order to challenge and overcome fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fearing-No-More", as described by Adi Da Samraj, involves a process of accepting and feeling your fear, embracing and allowing the fear, not being afraid of the fear, acknowledging the inevitability of our mortal situation -- that no matter what we do we are going to die -- and instead of struggling and seeking to prevail over what is simply inevitable surrender your entire being into life itself, trusting in the Source of Being, surrendering "without even the slightest hint of the (manmade) Divine", because eventually you have no choice anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Enter through the gates of Fear-No-More Zoo, at the Mountain Of Attention Sanctuary, and you will pass among the burial shrines of five animals; two dogs, a cat, a Bactrian camel and a llama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The entrance to Fear-No-More Zoo imparts a profound message to those who visit there sensitively.&lt;a href="http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/03/fear-no-more-simply-explained.html"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/03/fear-no-more-simply-explained.html" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Read a little more....&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Stuart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986098720523977156-1414475761535578569?l=fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/1414475761535578569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/1414475761535578569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/06/afraid.html' title='Afraid?'/><author><name>sutuate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03791511456315074326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJKBE_qr3DI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rQ_e_korrm4/S220/ng21.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SEQ7QUjMVvI/AAAAAAAAAK0/ha_hoX734gY/s72-c/LettingGoMtn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986098720523977156.post-4840180465928960128</id><published>2008-06-02T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T15:25:12.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking on Saturday, with Crazy Vic</title><content type='html'>Last weekend, with Stuart and Coal, we did a moderately steep walk up the slopes of Mt. Saint Helena (California), reaching the summit rocks in about 3 hours. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(We had originally planned to walk to Middletown from Seigler Springs, but changed gears at the last minute.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a beautiful sunny day, and other folks were out enjoying the hike. As we ascended, starting at about 6am, the fog banks below us were like expansive oceans of clouds, with hills and peaks poking through the billows in a surreal landscape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SEQxa0jMVsI/AAAAAAAAAKc/fPiGOkjaWnM/s1600-h/mountain+mist+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SEQxa0jMVsI/AAAAAAAAAKc/fPiGOkjaWnM/s320/mountain+mist+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207341405999748802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I invoked the purposes and intentions of these Fear-No-More World WALKS  throughout the hike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt my heart open as I offered my prayers of blessing for all beings, again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prayed for my own sensitivity to non-humans to deepen. I prayed for my understanding of the inter-connectedness of all of life to grow. I prayed that my practice of ego-transcendence become stronger and stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prayed that all humans come to a deeper understanding of their relationship to &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SEQx0EjMVuI/AAAAAAAAAKs/-FJUpSauZBQ/s1600-h/coal+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SEQx0EjMVuI/AAAAAAAAAKs/-FJUpSauZBQ/s200/coal+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207341839791445730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;all beings, particularly animals. I find it very sad that in this time and place, animals are often considered to be without consciousness, just 'instinctual' beings, and are regularly mistreated, maligned and slaughtered on such a massive scale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel, as we all do, that it is time for a new respect and a deeper understanding to develop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuart and I alternatively talked, joked, told leelas, and just walked in silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hope more of you can join us in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These walks are very healing for me and I'm sure you will enjoy them if you come along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986098720523977156-4840180465928960128?l=fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/4840180465928960128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/4840180465928960128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/06/walking-on-saturday.html' title='Walking on Saturday, with Crazy Vic'/><author><name>sutuate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03791511456315074326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJKBE_qr3DI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rQ_e_korrm4/S220/ng21.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SEQxa0jMVsI/AAAAAAAAAKc/fPiGOkjaWnM/s72-c/mountain+mist+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986098720523977156.post-6962268847795543767</id><published>2008-05-30T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T21:50:07.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uncontacted Tribes of Earth</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;John Nigro forwarded me the following article, which I wanted to post. While I was growing up in New Guinea every so often I remember hearing of another new tribe being "discovered". The people on who's land we lived had been "discovered" only 30 years before I was born there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That human beings still exist free of the modern world's dilemmas, free of the intellectualism of the more disconnected cultures, and are a people still native to the earth and the forests, represents an vital link for the rest of humanity... a link to who we were, and who we still are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, "after all of this", which cultures are the richer now? Much has been gained by man's so-called advance, but we need also to ask, "What was lost? Are we more or less human now?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the modern world now claims enough sensitivity, compassion and wisdom to protect these still original cultures from our barbarism, at least until we have righted our place upon the earth and can meet with them in wisdom, respect and reverence. In saying this I'm not idealising these un-contacted cultures. It's just that right now the rest of humanity has nothing good to bring them. Not medicine, not religion, not science, not technology, not coca cola... let's not ruin more tribal cultures, but instead preserve and protect them from our predation. If not ourselves, then let them, at least, live in relative peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Stuart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of Earth's last uncontacted tribes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-1022822/Incredible-pictures-Earths-uncontacted-tribes-firing-bows-arrows.html"&gt;DailyMail.co.uk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;By Michael Hanlon, 30th May 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skin painted bright red, heads partially shaved, arrows drawn back in the longbows and aimed square at the aircraft buzzing overhead. The gesture is unmistakable: Stay Away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behind the two men stands another figure, possibly a woman, her stance also seemingly defiant. Her skin painted dark, nearly black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The apparent aggression shown by these people is quite understandable. For they are members of one of Earth's last uncontacted tribes, who live in the Envira region in the thick rainforest along the Brazilian-Peruvian frontier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought never to have had any contact with the outside world, everything about these people is, and hopefully will remain, a mystery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SEDR1EjMVqI/AAAAAAAAAKM/uUp4E15uoiU/s1600-h/Tribe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SEDR1EjMVqI/AAAAAAAAAKM/uUp4E15uoiU/s320/Tribe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206391878924916386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Painted: In a thick rainforest along the Brazilian-Peruvian border, these tribespeople are thought never to have had any contact with the outside world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their extraordinary body paint, precisely what they eat (the anthropologists saw evidence of gardens from the air), how they construct their tent-like camp, their language, how their society operates - the life of these Amerindians remains a mystery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'We did the overflight to show their houses, to show they are there, to show they exist,' said Brazilian uncontacted tribes expert José Carlos dos Reis Meirelles Junior. 'This is very important because there are some who doubt their existence.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meirelles, who despite once being shot in the shoulder by an arrow fired by another tribe campaigns to protect these peoples, believes this group's numbers are increasing, and pointed out how strong and healthy the people seemed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But other uncontacted groups in the region, whose homes have been photographed from the air, are in severe danger from illegal logging in Peru and populations are being decimated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SEDRm0jMVpI/AAAAAAAAAKE/g4Q0LuUIAbY/s1600-h/Tribe1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SEDRm0jMVpI/AAAAAAAAAKE/g4Q0LuUIAbY/s320/Tribe1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206391634111780498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mystery: The tribespeople are likely to think the plane that took this photograph is a spirit or large bird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logging is driving uncontacted tribes over the border and could lead to conflict with the estimated five hundred uncontacted Indians already living on the Brazilian side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'What is happening in this region [of Peru] is a monumental crime against the natural world, the tribes, the fauna and is further testimony to the complete irrationality with which we, the 'civilised' ones, treat the world,' said Meirelles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is extraordinary to think that, in 2008, there remain about a hundred groups of people, scattered over the Earth, who know nothing of our world and we nothing of theirs, save a handful of brief encounters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The uncontacted tribes, which are located in the jungles of South America, New Guinea and a remote and the beautiful and remote North Sentinel island in the Indian Ocean (the inhabitants of which have also responded to attempts at contact with extreme aggression) all have one thing in common - they want to be left alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for good reason. The history of contact, between indigenous tribes and the outside world, has always been an unhappy one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SEDRZkjMVoI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/yxDEpsYOSqY/s1600-h/Tribe2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SEDRZkjMVoI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/yxDEpsYOSqY/s320/Tribe2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206391406478513794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Human nature: One man points at the plane. Others ready their weapons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our overcrowded world their very future hangs in the balance. Almost all of these tribes are threatened by powerful outsiders who want their land. These outsiders - loggers, miners, cattle ranchers - are often willing to kill the tribespeople to get what they want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even where there is no violence, the tribes can be wiped out by diseases like the common cold to which they have no resistance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Miriam Ross of Survival International, which campaigns to protect the world's remaining indigenous peoples, 'These tribes represent the incredible diversity of humankind. Unless we want to condemn yet more of the earth's peoples to extinction, we must respect their choice. Any contact they have with outsiders must happen in their own time and on their own terms.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As to who these people are, how they live their lives, what language they speak - we know nothing. 'Normally you can tell who tribes are by their language, how they wear their hair, how they adorn their bodies and so on, but in this case the photos don't allow us to get close enough to see,' says Ms Ross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SEDRHEjMVnI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/uVvm4RUxIzw/s1600-h/Tribe3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SEDRHEjMVnI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/uVvm4RUxIzw/s320/Tribe3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206391088650933874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hidden homes: The tribe's tent-shaped dwellings deep in the rainforest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When anthropologists first overflew the area, they saw women and children in the open and no one appeared to be painted. It was only when the plane returned a few hours later that they saw these individuals covered head-to-toe in red. 'Tribes in the Amazon paint themselves for all kinds of different reasons - one of which includes when they feel threatened or are aggressive,' Ms Ross says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'And they are almost certain to feel threatened by or aggressive towards a plane, which was where the photos were taken from. They are almost certain not to understand what the plane is - perhaps a spirit or a large bird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'The jungle is fundamental to their lives and survival. It's their home, their source of food, the source of their culture etc. Without it, they could not exist as a people.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contact is usually a disaster for these remote tribespeople, who live a life probably unchanged for more than 10,000 years. Even if the loggers do not shoot them (which they often do) or force them off their land, diseases against which these isolated humans have no resistance typically wipe out half an uncontacted tribe's numbers in a year or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SEDQvEjMVmI/AAAAAAAAAJs/ef5fI22gyks/s1600-h/Tribe4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SEDQvEjMVmI/AAAAAAAAAJs/ef5fI22gyks/s320/Tribe4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206390676334073442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stay away: The anthropologists saw evidence of gardens, but exactly what they eat, how they build their huts and why they paint their bodies remains unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Ross added: 'These pictures are further evidence that uncontacted tribes really do exist. The world needs to wake up to this, and ensure that their territory is protected in  accordance with international law. Otherwise, they will soon be made extinct.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.survival-international.org/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.survival-international.org/home"&gt;For more information on Survival International&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986098720523977156-6962268847795543767?l=fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/6962268847795543767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/6962268847795543767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/05/uncontacted-tribes-of-earth.html' title='Uncontacted Tribes of Earth'/><author><name>sutuate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03791511456315074326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJKBE_qr3DI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rQ_e_korrm4/S220/ng21.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SEDR1EjMVqI/AAAAAAAAAKM/uUp4E15uoiU/s72-c/Tribe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986098720523977156.post-4976808742199991009</id><published>2008-05-28T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T22:46:07.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From Val Hensey, Bristol, UK</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SD5DBxHrxTI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ti0gve6zHFA/s1600-h/Mum1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SD5DBxHrxTI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ti0gve6zHFA/s200/Mum1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205671916931368242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dear Stuart,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be doing a walk around the area I live on Saturday morning, in spite of the rain!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is soft, gentle summer rain and fairly mild, and I always let my tears for our beautiful planet mingle with the tears from Heaven, it is so healing to my spirit...I think of others who are doing the same, and then I don't feel so lonely...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk out fro&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SD47WBHrxQI/AAAAAAAAAI0/0v5nf1blCdE/s1600-h/hare.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SD47WBHrxQI/AAAAAAAAAI0/0v5nf1blCdE/s200/hare.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205663468730696962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;m my house right on to a beautiful area of "common" land, where there are Badgers, Deer, Hare, Foxes, insects of all kinds, and some very beautiful Sky Larks, and other rare birds, also there are some extremely rare orchids, and the most amazing part is &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SD47hRHrxRI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ELAnSSqdBjw/s1600-h/Bristol-772621.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SD47hRHrxRI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ELAnSSqdBjw/s200/Bristol-772621.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205663662004225298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;that all this is within half a mile from Bristol International Airport...So, one thing does compensate for another, I find this as I go through Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love, Val Hensey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986098720523977156-4976808742199991009?l=fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/4976808742199991009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/4976808742199991009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/05/from-val-hensey-bristol-uk.html' title='From Val Hensey, Bristol, UK'/><author><name>sutuate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03791511456315074326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJKBE_qr3DI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rQ_e_korrm4/S220/ng21.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SD5DBxHrxTI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ti0gve6zHFA/s72-c/Mum1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986098720523977156.post-4596398852908950763</id><published>2008-05-26T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T09:31:02.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FNM World WALK - June 2008</title><content type='html'>Dear Friends and "World Walkers",&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SDrlARHrxPI/AAAAAAAAAIs/F_JKMWQvO6M/s1600-h/Blue+hills.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SDrlARHrxPI/AAAAAAAAAIs/F_JKMWQvO6M/s200/Blue+hills.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204724112138421490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please join us this weekend, at your convenience, by embarking on an invocatary, contemplative, walk in your area... on your mountain, along your river, around your lake, or alongside your free-way... The location and duration is up to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scan through older blog-posts to familiarize yourself with the purpose and intent of these walks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lake County &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fear-No-More World WALK&lt;/span&gt; will journey the 15 miles from the Mountain Of Attention Sanctuary to Middletown, once again leaving at 5am, Saturday 31. Contact Stuart for more info.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fearnomorezoo.org/"&gt;www.fearnomorezoo.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986098720523977156-4596398852908950763?l=fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/4596398852908950763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/4596398852908950763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/05/dear-friends-and-world-walkers-please.html' title='FNM World WALK - June 2008'/><author><name>sutuate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03791511456315074326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJKBE_qr3DI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rQ_e_korrm4/S220/ng21.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SDrlARHrxPI/AAAAAAAAAIs/F_JKMWQvO6M/s72-c/Blue+hills.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986098720523977156.post-2947189581975952069</id><published>2008-05-23T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T09:11:56.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Fixed Address</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SDeyMRHrxKI/AAAAAAAAAIE/iU3pXMQYkV0/s1600-h/two-hump-sill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SDeyMRHrxKI/AAAAAAAAAIE/iU3pXMQYkV0/s200/two-hump-sill.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203823818273703074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Robyn Davidson is, perhaps, best known for her trek by camel across Australia's outback. Her books, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Tracks"&lt;/span&gt; and, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"From Alice to Ocean: Alone Across the Outback"&lt;/span&gt; detail that journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The following is excerpted from another of her books, "&lt;em&gt;No Fixed Address: Nomads and the Fate of the Plane&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;t".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TRANSCRIPT - Robyn Davidson:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For thirty years on and off, I have been visiting, reading about, living or travelling with traditional nomads all over the world.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wherever I have l&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SDexZBHrxHI/AAAAAAAAAHs/GfoJb3gL43o/s1600-h/sanananda_old_growth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SDexZBHrxHI/AAAAAAAAAHs/GfoJb3gL43o/s320/sanananda_old_growth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203822937805407346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ooked, I've found that those ways of life are under enormous pressure and will, I believe, soon disappear. Given that we have been nomadic since our time as Homo sapiens sapiens began - about 200, 000 years ago - and given that we have planted crops and lived in settlements for only ten thousand of those years, that strikes me as an extraordinary fact.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;During these last ten thousand years, we have made massive, unprecedented changes to the environment, creating problems for ourselves that we may not be able to solve.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We get out of cul-de-sacs by retracing our steps to find out where we went wrong. I would like to suggest that one wrong turning occurred when we gave up cultures of movement, for cultures of accumulation. I do not mean to say that we should, or could, return to traditional nomadic economies. I do mean to say that there are systems of knowledge, and grand poetical schemata derived form the mobile life, that it would be foolish to disregard or underrate. And mad to destroy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The agricultural revolution transformed the earth and changed the fate of humanity. It produced an entirely new mode of subsistence, which remains the foundation of the global economy to this day. It gave us greater quantities of low quality food, and a rapidly increasing population dependant on that food. And there is no going back. Without human labour hacking at weeds, felling trees or redirecting water, domesticated grains would die out, and without that grain, so would we. Agriculture provided no exit other than famine.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SDe0UBHrxMI/AAAAAAAAAIU/6UMlqZ9RfGM/s1600-h/Simpson-Desert-Stripes-1_ed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SDe0UBHrxMI/AAAAAAAAAIU/6UMlqZ9RfGM/s320/Simpson-Desert-Stripes-1_ed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203826150440944834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;By requiring humans to become sedentary, it changed the way we conceive of our place in nature, and it changed the way we distribute goods. Pre-agricultural peoples saw themselves as embedded in and working with nature, rather than struggling against it. Because they were mobile foragers, they didn't produce surplus, and they couldn't carry much weight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In 10 000 BC all human beings were hunter-gatherers, by 1500 AD I per cent were hunter-gatherers. Less than .001 per cent of people are hunter-gatherers today.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SDezqxHrxLI/AAAAAAAAAIM/gNrn4yTKMqo/s1600-h/Snake-Creek-Waterholes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SDezqxHrxLI/AAAAAAAAAIM/gNrn4yTKMqo/s400/Snake-Creek-Waterholes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203825441771340978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Agriculture set us on a path to the urban then the industrial revolutions, and finally to the wild consumerism of late capitalism. Like previous chapters of the agricultural story, the present one is achieving material wealth, longer life, greater choice - all the benefits that people like me enjoy. But they are available to the few at the expense of the many. This is axiomatic. The pyramidical social structure, which formed around the storage of grain, with goods, power and resources concentrating towards the top, is as fundamental today as it was in those first cities of five thousand years ago.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Most importantly, the generation of our wealth requires an increasing pillage of the environment. Global warming should be terrifying enough to galvanise us into changing habits of consumption. It does not appear to be doing so. Four billion years of life on earth. Millions of those reigned over by the dinosaurs. Us lot a mere 200 00 year blip and according to Lord Rees, the UK Astronomer Royal, we are not looking good to get through the next century, let alone compete with the dinosaurs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In every religion I can think of, there exists some variation on the theme of abandoning the settled life and walking one's way to Godliness. The Hindu Sadhu, leaving behind family and wealth to live as a beggar; the pilgrims of Compostela walking away their sins; the circumambulators of the Buddhist kora; the Hajj. What could this ritual journeying be but symbolic, idealized versions of the foraging life? By taking to the road we free ourselves of baggage, both physical and psychological. We walk back to our original condition, to our best selves.,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SDex8xHrxJI/AAAAAAAAAH8/PfID-cFmTWE/s1600-h/baldman.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SDex8xHrxJI/AAAAAAAAAH8/PfID-cFmTWE/s200/baldman.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203823551985730706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;While there can be no literal return to previous modes of living, there might be ways into previous kinds of thinking. Pilgrimages, let's say, to newly imagined territories where, instead of dismissing the traditional as useless to modernity, we might integrate the best of each.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But if that is too much too expect, at least attention to nomadic world views might get us closer to finding whatever solutions to the disintegrations of modern life are actually available to us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986098720523977156-2947189581975952069?l=fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/2947189581975952069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/2947189581975952069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/05/no-fixed-address.html' title='No Fixed Address'/><author><name>sutuate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03791511456315074326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJKBE_qr3DI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rQ_e_korrm4/S220/ng21.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SDeyMRHrxKI/AAAAAAAAAIE/iU3pXMQYkV0/s72-c/two-hump-sill.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986098720523977156.post-5617030438656269032</id><published>2008-05-18T22:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T22:54:11.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Friends Walking"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SDEVcdtx_kI/AAAAAAAAAHE/yXWjBtcYtsA/s1600-h/armitage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SDEVcdtx_kI/AAAAAAAAAHE/yXWjBtcYtsA/s320/armitage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201962623346802242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Friends Walking"&lt;br /&gt;A sculpture in bronze&lt;span class="style12"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="style12"&gt;Kenneth Armitage&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;1952&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="style12"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="style12"&gt;                         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986098720523977156-5617030438656269032?l=fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/5617030438656269032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/5617030438656269032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/05/friends-walking.html' title='&quot;Friends Walking&quot;'/><author><name>sutuate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03791511456315074326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJKBE_qr3DI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rQ_e_korrm4/S220/ng21.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SDEVcdtx_kI/AAAAAAAAAHE/yXWjBtcYtsA/s72-c/armitage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986098720523977156.post-1482123919862920479</id><published>2008-05-18T22:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T22:54:19.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NEXT WALK : May 31 - June 1</title><content type='html'>The next &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fear-No-More World WALK&lt;/span&gt; is set for the weekend of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May 31 &amp;amp; June 1&lt;/span&gt;.... please join us by going on a walk in your area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this fifth walk we honor all the people (human and non-human) around the world who have walked, run, swum, fasted, sat in trees, on rocks or in one way or another made a stand for betterment within themselves and in the world around them, regardless of the obstacles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- people such as....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace Pilgrim, Peace Pilgrim Two, Julia Butterfly Hill, Mahatma Gandhi, Shivapuri Baba, Wangari Maathai, Martin Strel, Genshin Fujinami, Black Elk, Nugi Garimara, Roger Fouts, Digit, Skidboot, Mottaipaiyan, Ananda Mayi Ma, Apisai Bati, Kenny Ausubel, Jane Goodall, Brighty, Washoe, Chief Sequoyah, Chomolungma, all the great rivers, and countless others.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SDEQ-dtx_jI/AAAAAAAAAG8/-6jweRSNzpU/s1600-h/Everest-at-sunrise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SDEQ-dtx_jI/AAAAAAAAAG8/-6jweRSNzpU/s320/Everest-at-sunrise.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201957709904215602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These humans, animals, trees, mountains and rivers and countless others have, in one way or another, stood out for tolerance, peace, environmental protection and for sheer life! They and their efforts continue to be inspiring for their enduring effects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swami Vivekananda once told a gathering of people seated in front of him, "All of you here are not less, but greater than, Jesus, Buddha, Krishna and Mohammed because you are alive here right now, at this very moment!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was telling his audience that the achievements and inspirations of others, no matter how great, are efficacious only to the degree that others, we -- you and me -- take up their lead. He emboldened everyone he met to be as great, or greater, than the most impressive people in history in terms of action and life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we are merely inspired by the seven year running feats of Buddhist monks, the tree-sitting of environmental activists, or the great realizations of spiritual giants, we support and further very little of what their lives attempted to set in motion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martin Strel wrote: "there are millions of people throughout the world gazing out the same window. Occasionally a crazy thought comes into their head from somewhere so far away they can't even fathom its sources, but they quickly discard it and return to the surface to deal with the seemingly important aspects of everyday life that crowd their inbox. Years pass, their children have children, and every time they gaze out that window, those old dreams flood their minds again. Big dreams. Dreams they are afraid to try to reach but yet linger. They may think they’re too fat or too old or whatever their excuse. They all have an excuse that prevents them from reaching those dreams. If a fifty-two year old, slightly fat man can swim the Amazon, what can you do? Remember, those last two hours before sunset can often be the best swimming of the day".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The monthly &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fear-No-More World WALKS&lt;/span&gt; are an opportunity for everyone to n&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SDEQEdtx_hI/AAAAAAAAAGs/oKPsEYkpBXI/s1600-h/walking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SDEQEdtx_hI/AAAAAAAAAGs/oKPsEYkpBXI/s200/walking.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201956713471802898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ot just admire others for their heroic efforts, but to put our own energy forward also, bare our sweat a little, exercise our muscles for the simple sake of the life before us and around us -- inspired by all those others who have stepped out more dramatically then we to induce a positive life.  If our lives come to match our potential these great friends of humanity may never need to extend themselves so again. As they have done for us, we also can relieve them by our greatness, how we live, what we understand and do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's pick up their energy for life and carry it with us, take up their action and prayer and re-enliven it as our own... carry their intentions forward as they would have wanted us to... they are part of our human lineage and legacy as we are theirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WALK for a world free of unnecessary fear, perhaps even to free fear from its own desolate solitude of unhappy self...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986098720523977156-1482123919862920479?l=fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/1482123919862920479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/1482123919862920479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/05/next-walk-may-31-june-1.html' title='NEXT WALK : May 31 - June 1'/><author><name>sutuate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03791511456315074326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJKBE_qr3DI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rQ_e_korrm4/S220/ng21.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SDEQ-dtx_jI/AAAAAAAAAG8/-6jweRSNzpU/s72-c/Everest-at-sunrise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986098720523977156.post-9191129300849067406</id><published>2008-05-18T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T23:23:54.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"NO" = "KNOW"</title><content type='html'>The root meaning of "No" is not punitive, suppressive, demeaning or controlling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"No"&lt;/span&gt; is rooted to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Knowledge"&lt;/span&gt;.... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"to know"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using the word, "no", with its most positive intent would not be to tell you, "No! don't do that!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead "no" would be calling you to knowledge, "to know", to be aware and thereby do the right thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So "yes" and "no" are sisters communicating the same intent of agreement and knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes" and "no" are not opposites but companions communicating approval and wisdom, a point of view free of doubt and fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fear-No-More World WALKS are walks for "yes" = "no". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resist telling someone "No, you cannot".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never tell yourself, "No, I cannot".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we tell someone, "no", let's do so to draw each other beyond limitation and suppression... into self-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt;-ledge, awareness and freedom, helping to undo the fear and doubt this present culture tends to prefer, that strange fear we've come to feel safe within...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;-ledge, in their fullness, are not different or opposites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are the same.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986098720523977156-9191129300849067406?l=fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/9191129300849067406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/9191129300849067406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/05/no-know.html' title='&quot;NO&quot; = &quot;KNOW&quot;'/><author><name>sutuate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03791511456315074326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJKBE_qr3DI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rQ_e_korrm4/S220/ng21.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986098720523977156.post-7165032294055165468</id><published>2008-05-16T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T09:39:16.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Walks in SFO Area - Tom Stiles</title><content type='html'>On Saturday May 3rd I walked for "Fear-No-More" in three parks in San Francisco.  Primary among these was the Presidio, in the north-west corner of the city, along the shore on either side of the Golden Gate Bridge, out to the Pacific, and on up the hill half a mile all along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Presidio is home to many species of trees, including eucalyptus, and therefore also many birds and other wildlife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked on part of the Bay Trail in the Presidio…..  this is a trail that traces the shoreline of San Francisco and San Pablo Bays, over 500 miles when it’s done, &lt;a href="http://baytrail.abag.ca.gov/overview.html"&gt;and it’s over half completed now&lt;/a&gt;.  It offers non-motorized access to some of the most scenic, and in some cases wildlife-protected shoreline on the Bay.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked in a dog-walk zone where human people exercised their relationships to canine people...  observing how dogs bring people together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May all people come together on the ground of  a fearless world for non-humans and humans alike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986098720523977156-7165032294055165468?l=fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/7165032294055165468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/7165032294055165468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/05/walks-in-sfo-bay-area.html' title='Walks in SFO Area - Tom Stiles'/><author><name>sutuate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03791511456315074326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJKBE_qr3DI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rQ_e_korrm4/S220/ng21.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986098720523977156.post-2294236817908309023</id><published>2008-05-06T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T20:24:57.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boston Walk post</title><content type='html'>The Boston walk happened on Sunday May 4 between 10:30am and 1:00pm….overcast and “moody”. I could feel a palpable union with all other walkers, and the INTENTION of the walk…very enjoyable…I did not see one single negative thing for the 2 ½ hours, even though I was right in a big city. Every unit that came to my attention felt blessed via my regard. I started in Winter Hill, Somerville, famous in the past as a home of gangsters. Blessed them. Passed a Revolutionary War gunpowder magazine stone structure…blessed all political revolutionaries. Then 3 dogs, a few birds, saved an earthworm stranded on a wet sidewalk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then was wandering down streets in a general direction, but didn’t exactly know where I was….stumbled on a beautiful bike-path/greenway that ran right thru Somerville/Cambridge for miles!!  Greenery bowing in from above, happy walkers, babies and dogs. Overcast, gray, and timeless. Fed birds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came a miracle of synchronicity! I came out of the greenway to a giant MURAL….huge! in vibrant colors! and there are: a green chameleon, a rabbit, 2 parrots with green, red and yellow feathers!!  just like on the FNMZoo brochure I had just seen that morning. Also there were fish, pastures and sky, snakes. After my happy shock, I saw it was on the brick side wall of a petstore….wow. Once on the subway,  I read of rescuing elephants in Sri Lanka, and what a great job the Buddhists there are doing moving them to sancturies… with tranquilizers and trucks! Finally got home…joyful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can’t wait til the next one………may all beings be blessed by these walkabouts…….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, loretta&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986098720523977156-2294236817908309023?l=fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/2294236817908309023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/2294236817908309023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/05/boston-walk-post.html' title='Boston Walk post'/><author><name>sutuate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03791511456315074326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJKBE_qr3DI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rQ_e_korrm4/S220/ng21.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986098720523977156.post-6065231842662600457</id><published>2008-05-04T22:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T23:00:32.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One More Fear-No</title><content type='html'>This weekend Victor, Coal and I walked from the MOA Sanctuary to Middletown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SB6a7M64N3I/AAAAAAAAAGM/GhpUd4otjsA/s1600-h/Rocky+Hill+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SB6a7M64N3I/AAAAAAAAAGM/GhpUd4otjsA/s400/Rocky+Hill+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196761361903269746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Starting at 5am we were done by 10am. A good walk. A good meditation. The canyon, creek, crags, old trees, dawn sickle moon, rising sun and blue sky were full and alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SB6ZfM64NzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/AsL6VfbbbjA/s1600-h/Victor+mid+morn+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SB6ZfM64NzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/AsL6VfbbbjA/s320/Victor+mid+morn+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196759781355304754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SB6Z5M64N1I/AAAAAAAAAF8/krJesS83Xb8/s1600-h/Stuart+Early+am.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SB6Z5M64N1I/AAAAAAAAAF8/krJesS83Xb8/s320/Stuart+Early+am.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196760228031903570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SB6buc64N4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/WGIPWSMsgqY/s1600-h/Cows+mid+morn+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SB6buc64N4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/WGIPWSMsgqY/s320/Cows+mid+morn+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196762242371565442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986098720523977156-6065231842662600457?l=fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/6065231842662600457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/6065231842662600457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/05/this-weekend-victor-coal-and-i-walked.html' title='One More Fear-No'/><author><name>sutuate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03791511456315074326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJKBE_qr3DI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rQ_e_korrm4/S220/ng21.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SB6a7M64N3I/AAAAAAAAAGM/GhpUd4otjsA/s72-c/Rocky+Hill+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986098720523977156.post-9206636422235671045</id><published>2008-05-04T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T12:15:52.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Orangutan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SB6RU864NuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/DGb7dBJ2PN8/s1600-h/orangutan-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SB6RU864NuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/DGb7dBJ2PN8/s320/orangutan-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196750809168623330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The big red ape squats beneath a large tree, gazing across farmlands and smouldering hillsides. Out in the fields the smooth-skinned apes are shouting. They seem confused, bewildered and lost. A small bird flits from bush to bush to sip from rocky pools. The large orangutan scratches his backside and yawns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People come and go from his forest, destroying everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the silent, woolly, orangutan human life appears anxious, disconnected, unsustained somehow, failing to touch what he knows without effort. Like us, the red apes and others, know fear and death. Unlike us, non-humans know to fold themselves more gracefully within the flow of life's changes and passings. They possess the capacity for a deep, simple, yielded life that is ours also -- if we want it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A younger orangutan arrives, sitting quietly beside the old man. Their eyes brush, and soften. Broad hands rest momentarily across hairy shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SB6ReM64NvI/AAAAAAAAAFM/8QZN7N3ZOKk/s1600-h/Orang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SB6ReM64NvI/AAAAAAAAAFM/8QZN7N3ZOKk/s200/Orang.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196750968082413298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What differentiates our passionate intentions to save and preserve wilderness from our more massive urges toward its ruin?  Some of us fear losing healthy forests, oceans, and skies. Others fear not fully exploiting them. To the calm ape it must plain that his human cousins share together a bewildering and common fear, regardless of the differing motivations among them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The orangutans sit close, shoulders touching, two red-orange backs at forest edge, and warm sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None of conservation, deep-ecology, or environmental preservation will save their kind while our other hand simultaneously deals in their destruction. The world of non-humans experiences the overall influence, and impact, of humans as a single, creeping, force.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The orangutans climb quietly into the forest and disappear among the leaves and shadows that will also disappear. The small bird flits again from rocky pool to nearby root buttress, tail twitching... A leaf flutters to ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orangutan, gorilla, elephant, horse, spider, snail and lizard live a direct demonstration of life without constraint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pure humanity would likewise confirm all of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until we remember how to ride within the waves of life no lasting stewardship, or conservation, will ever be gifted by us to the world we so depend upon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remaining lost we simply continue to drift in ancient human fear, confusion, and the sense of separation from life... until we re-discover how the orangutan breathes and sits... what he sees, what he feels and knows...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986098720523977156-9206636422235671045?l=fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/9206636422235671045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/9206636422235671045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/05/orangutan.html' title='Orangutan'/><author><name>sutuate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03791511456315074326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJKBE_qr3DI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rQ_e_korrm4/S220/ng21.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SB6RU864NuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/DGb7dBJ2PN8/s72-c/orangutan-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986098720523977156.post-5702146860867521185</id><published>2008-04-30T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T19:46:22.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jump Off Your Ass !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This weekend -- May 3 &amp;amp; 4...... jump up off your asses for a while and walkabout for Fear-No-More... even just a short jaunt -- walk anywhere. Just for the hell of it... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    Walk for what you value. Walk for what you want to release. Walk for Jesus. Walk for Zippy. Walk for your dog or that giant oak or mountain ash tree, or the great kauri or redwoods. Walk for the Antarctic ice-pack. Walk for the starving &amp;amp;  poor, the wretchedly rich and famous. Walk for your mother, brother, sister, son. Walk for the spider in your closet and for the scorpion under your doorstep!... for lost pets, kids, loved-ones and forgotten hearts. Walk for a planet in the midst of crisis &amp;amp; transition...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skip, roll, crawl, walk, flap, ride somewhere this weekend for Fear-No-More World WALK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk for George Bush. Walk for his Mom. Walk for Walt Whitman, Milarepa, Nelson Mandela, the high clouds of Tibet. Walk for the Chinese, for Tibetan monks, tamarins in the Amazon. Walk for saints and for killers. Walk for the chaos and insanity everywhere. Walk for yes and no, right and wrong, and for all differences to merge into a unity... one vast culture of diversity hearted together through similarities irrevocably "now"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk for the advancement of a world free of unnecessary fear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SBkuAc64NtI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SEZTTZvPF9I/s1600-h/beachwalk.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SBkuAc64NtI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SEZTTZvPF9I/s200/beachwalk.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195234230446601938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fearnomorezoo.org"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Linked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Lake County walk jumps off its ass at 5am Sat 3 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- contact Stuart for details on this 4 hr, 15 mile downhill walk....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986098720523977156-5702146860867521185?l=fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/5702146860867521185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/5702146860867521185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/04/jump-off-your-ass.html' title='Jump Off Your Ass !'/><author><name>sutuate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03791511456315074326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJKBE_qr3DI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rQ_e_korrm4/S220/ng21.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SBkuAc64NtI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SEZTTZvPF9I/s72-c/beachwalk.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986098720523977156.post-2341892659503713610</id><published>2008-04-22T00:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T00:09:07.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Next Walk May 3 &amp; 4</title><content type='html'>The next Fear-No-More World WALK, on May 3 &amp;amp; 4 weekend, will take place in about 30 locations around the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here in La&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SA2O-s64NsI/AAAAAAAAAE0/lPInzhLPoiQ/s1600-h/061028_ThunderValley_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SA2O-s64NsI/AAAAAAAAAE0/lPInzhLPoiQ/s200/061028_ThunderValley_3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191963153289197250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ke County we will walk from the Mountain Of Attention Sanctuary down the Big Canyon valley to Middletown, approximately 15 miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving at about 5am, this mostly downhill, creekside, walk will take approximately 4 hours. Anyone in LC is welcome. Contact Stuart. The sunrise, while going down into the canyon, can be spectacular!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sacred walkers in other areas are creating local routes and schedules. Please put it out to let people in your area know how they can participate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point persons for walks can also leave your local info below this post in the comments section for others to check on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please also read the previous post (below), "Pets of Dolphins".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to hear from every walk organizer so I can list all the locations. Brief summaries of the walks would be great too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best wishes,&lt;br /&gt;Stuart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986098720523977156-2341892659503713610?l=fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/2341892659503713610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/2341892659503713610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/04/next-walk-may-3-4.html' title='Next Walk May 3 &amp; 4'/><author><name>sutuate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03791511456315074326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJKBE_qr3DI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rQ_e_korrm4/S220/ng21.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SA2O-s64NsI/AAAAAAAAAE0/lPInzhLPoiQ/s72-c/061028_ThunderValley_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986098720523977156.post-5781915240309786041</id><published>2008-04-21T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T09:21:11.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pet of Dolphins</title><content type='html'>The human being is the only creature on earth who does not live supremely intelligent within his own world. At times and in places he has done so. But today, virtually everywhere, he no longer knows how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The human of today seems to think that his intelligence is the measure for all others. Human-devised tests for non-human intelligence can tell us certain things about horses, chimpanzees, dolphins and bees, even trees, but they don't ever give us a true gauge of intelligence with all of its intricacy, subtlety and power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine yourself captive in a bee hive, having to prove to the bees that yo&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SA2Jk864NpI/AAAAAAAAAEc/HBAt_oQZaoY/s1600-h/bees_lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SA2Jk864NpI/AAAAAAAAAEc/HBAt_oQZaoY/s200/bees_lg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191957213349426834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;u are quite smart. You cannot fly, you cannot collect pollen, create honey, build a hive or even buzz. You know nothing of bee language and culture, though you could probably learn a few rudiments with time and observation. You have no sense of the cycles of flowers and wind currents or hive territory. You don't have the capacity to sting, nor do you understand much about bee predators. You can't protect the hive. If the bees judged your intelligence by your capacity to do the things they do, you would be considered the hive's most interesting, possibly cutest, fool. The bees would have to look after you because you couldn't survive in their world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place yourself in the Congo within a culture of chimpanzees and you would be in considerable trouble for your survival. You would quickly come to understand just how perfectly intelligent a chimpanzee is in his own world, and how well he is fitted to his existence. You would come to regard each and every one a genius. And they might regard you as a bit of an idiot !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you'd never seen a horse and you had to live among them you would have to permit &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;them&lt;/span&gt; to be your teachers, if they agreed. In a dolphin's world you might become a much loved, not very smart, pet... in their eyes probably a rather retarded and time-consuming pet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our clumsy interest in assessing an animal's, or a tree's, intelligence is among the height of human vanity and arrogance, and a crucial signing of our disconnectedness from who we are. Today's scientists are still trying to decide whether animals, trees and other "things" have feelings, emotions, memories... and whether there is love and hate in the non-human world. More amazing, still, is that we go along with them, and their findings... like children without eyes, ears and hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SA2K7s64NrI/AAAAAAAAAEs/r2rlIUSJulo/s1600-h/bushmen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SA2K7s64NrI/AAAAAAAAAEs/r2rlIUSJulo/s200/bushmen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191958703703078578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;times, and human cultures, where people lived in the world variously integrated with everything appearing in their field of awareness. People of such cultures could appreciate, evaluate and respect the intelligence of bees and trees, monkeys, clouds and horny toads. They didn't stand apart and analyze the world. They entered into it, gave themselves to it, and came to understand it deeply. Their intelligence expanded through their integration with all other things. They comprehended all forms of intelligence in a unity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world, in its wholeness, not through any of its separated parts, expressed a regnant intelligence. If any part, or thing, was undervalued intelligent participation in the world -- LIFE -- was impeded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few cultures expressed this high a level of sensitivity and strength throughout. Some did. In every region of the world some did; and many others enjoyed varying degrees of such participatory intelligence. Today, however, such understanding is all but gone and humanity now appears to itself as an insulated, armored and separated entity... and we have become afraid, angry, lost and increasingly despairing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We seldom walk now except to go out and look at something, arrive somewhere, get some exercise or distract ourselves. I think the Earth must miss the communion with people she once enjoyed when our feet walked for sacred reasons as well as practical ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Tibetan Llama once spoke of western hikers in the Himalayas... "Many people come, looking, looking, looking -- see nothing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For tens of t&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SA2Kbs64NqI/AAAAAAAAAEk/OEGjPPg2Ld8/s1600-h/rainbow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SA2Kbs64NqI/AAAAAAAAAEk/OEGjPPg2Ld8/s200/rainbow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191958153947264674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;housands of years the Australian Aborigines sacredly followed the paths of the rainbow snake. Cultures in other areas walked the meridians and ley lines for sacred reasons. North American Aboriginals walked their vision quests. Much of this was about integrating the human being into the world so he or she could become wise, true, fearless and one who could surrender to, and commune with, the great spirit. Such a human could live harmoniously, and intelligently, in the world of many beings, challenges and changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986098720523977156-5781915240309786041?l=fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/5781915240309786041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/5781915240309786041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/04/pet-of-dolphins.html' title='Pet of Dolphins'/><author><name>sutuate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03791511456315074326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJKBE_qr3DI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rQ_e_korrm4/S220/ng21.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SA2Jk864NpI/AAAAAAAAAEc/HBAt_oQZaoY/s72-c/bees_lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986098720523977156.post-609805286029820874</id><published>2008-04-16T15:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T23:29:21.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>World Doesn't Need Help</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SAaD5RGSoZI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ZD03MBBkumM/s1600-h/Camel+Rock+Tat+Sundram.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SAaD5RGSoZI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ZD03MBBkumM/s320/Camel+Rock+Tat+Sundram.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189980640456647058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point of view and purposes of Fear-No-More Walks differ from conventional thoughts and philosophies on environmentalism, species protection and helping or saving the earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear-No-More is completely supportive of most well-formed environmental causes. At this time they are essential to stem the rapid destruction wrought by humans everywhere, but they will not ultimately achieve "protection in perpetuity". A significant aspect of the Vision of Fear-No-More, with the potential to change everything, posits that we are the ones who need help. We are the ones lost and in trouble. We are the ones we walk for. The world does not need our help. The world needs us to help ourselves. As humanity we must take each other's hands and walk ourselves out of our present situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our drive to become the current dominating species on earth has put everything at risk. To save a dog, a forest or a wild species without the restoration of sanity, and intelligent humanity, is simply a briefly compassionate treatment of the symptoms of a dis-ease far greater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The animals, forests, oceans and skies are fine, and will do fine, if allowed to be who they are without interference. When given the chance, they know how to live, and be. Step back and observe them and we can relearn some of the subtle profundities of true morality, cultural politics, the wisdom of mind and body, death and life... and the depths of an inherently spiritual existence free of the fearful ideas of the human creature cut off from its Source.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The now disappeared Papago people of North America considered animals and the natural world as "parents" and "teachers". They considered humans to be the weaker beings here. They admired, valued and respected that most animals had little need for elaborate shelters, clothes, fire to cook with and so on. They observed the animal and plant worlds, learning from them, honoring them. They sought to live in harmony with the world, respecting it's sacredness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adi Da Samraj: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;The world is transformed by one's presumption about it. Those who live in a magical disposition toward the world change their world in one characteristic way: They do not seem to do very much with it as a natural phenomenon. They are very protective of it as a natural phenomenon and want to interfere with it as little as possible, because it is only by letting the world be what it is as a natural process, without interference, that it has the opportunity to produce magical signs and therefore to permit them to engage in magical relations with it...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="http://www.fearnomorezoo.org/literature/bridge.php"&gt;(read more...) &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do 6 or 7 billion variant, disconnected, warring, competitive, crazed, angry and fearful human beings come together simultaneously, or one by one, to effect sufficient change to bring us into lawful balance with the places, natural processes and our neighbours (human and non-human) of this world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we are even a little sensitive to this necessity how might we serve ourselves? Who in the world will we listen to for guidance and direction? Who or what can turn the tide? The politicians don't know how. Scientists don't know. The preachers don't. School teachers don't. Who does? What can? Where? -- and when?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Five Inspirations from Albert Einstein:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"Any intelligent fool can make things bigger, more complex, and more violent. It takes a touch of genius -- and a lot of courage -- to move in the opposite direction."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"A person starts to live when he can live outside himself."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"Peace cannot be kept by force. It can only be achieved by understanding."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"We can't solve problems by using the same kind of thinking we used when we created them."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"A human being is a part of a whole, called by us, "universe", a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feelings as something separated from the rest... a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest to us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And so we walk&lt;/span&gt; -- for ourselves, and others... to "unchange" our lives and establish original, native, humanity -- before changes draw us to separateness, fear and destructiveness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On the next Fear-No-More World WALK (May 3 &amp;amp; 4)&lt;/span&gt;, tread the earth, and live your life,  for a humanity and world that is unchanged, original, whole, harmonious, and ultimately free of unnecessary fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for listening, and participating in these walkabouts in whichever way you're moved and can. Read through the earlier posts in this blog to find out more. The next post (coming soon) will give more info for the May 3 &amp;amp; 4 Walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fearnomorezoo.org/"&gt;Fear-No-More Zoo &amp;amp; Gardens&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986098720523977156-609805286029820874?l=fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/609805286029820874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/609805286029820874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/04/world-doesnt-need-help.html' title='World Doesn&apos;t Need Help'/><author><name>sutuate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03791511456315074326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJKBE_qr3DI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rQ_e_korrm4/S220/ng21.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SAaD5RGSoZI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ZD03MBBkumM/s72-c/Camel+Rock+Tat+Sundram.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986098720523977156.post-7435432891367566404</id><published>2008-04-16T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T15:40:50.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From Richy Weber, New York</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Richy:&lt;/span&gt; On Saturday, April 5, I was extremely contracted and self-involved. As soon as we arrived at Prospect Park and started on the Fear-No-More World Walk my mind went quiet and I felt my heart open. This was one of the absolute greatest contemplative moments I have experienced. As we walked I stopped to gaze at all the non-human life forms and invoke the Divine. The Feeling was very strong when we stood with the Camperdown Elm Tree. I feel we must continue with these Fear-No-More walks, for the sake of people and life everywhere. Thank you for these walks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986098720523977156-7435432891367566404?l=fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/7435432891367566404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/7435432891367566404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/04/from-richard-weber-new-york.html' title='From Richy Weber, New York'/><author><name>sutuate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03791511456315074326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJKBE_qr3DI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rQ_e_korrm4/S220/ng21.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986098720523977156.post-2025189772470898678</id><published>2008-04-08T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T08:51:03.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From the Overland Track</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(from Amanda Savill)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend I walked the Tasmanian Overland Track praying for&lt;br /&gt;fearing-no-more.&lt;br /&gt;love, amanda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/R_uR_Aky0gI/AAAAAAAAAEE/yaG7DKu0IdU/s1600-h/ATassie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/R_uR_Aky0gI/AAAAAAAAAEE/yaG7DKu0IdU/s400/ATassie.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186899907519369730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986098720523977156-2025189772470898678?l=fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/2025189772470898678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/2025189772470898678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/04/from-overland-track.html' title='From the Overland Track'/><author><name>sutuate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03791511456315074326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJKBE_qr3DI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rQ_e_korrm4/S220/ng21.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/R_uR_Aky0gI/AAAAAAAAAEE/yaG7DKu0IdU/s72-c/ATassie.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986098720523977156.post-5468023744405652467</id><published>2008-04-07T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T22:16:01.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Next Walk Will Be on May 3 &amp; 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986098720523977156-5468023744405652467?l=fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/5468023744405652467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/5468023744405652467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/04/next-walk-will-be-on-may-3-4.html' title='Next Walk Will Be on May 3 &amp; 4'/><author><name>sutuate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03791511456315074326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJKBE_qr3DI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rQ_e_korrm4/S220/ng21.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986098720523977156.post-6214246550235765324</id><published>2008-04-07T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T08:31:35.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>April's Walk - a World Less Fear</title><content type='html'>Dear Walkers for Fear-No-More,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend people walked in concert in about 22 places around the world (including Bristol, Portland and Nerang). People from various walks of life, religious persuasions and races got up and walked together through city parks, along river banks, roadsides and trails.... walking for a world free of unnecessary, human-generated, fear -- the chronic, toxifying type of fear that permeates so much of our lives today... and that we needlessly perpetuate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/R_r3VAky0fI/AAAAAAAAAD8/3JvOJyRp0IY/s1600-h/WALKERS+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/R_r3VAky0fI/AAAAAAAAAD8/3JvOJyRp0IY/s320/WALKERS+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186729861174186482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;John, George, Gene, Andre' and Jo walked near Lake Champlain, Vermont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was once, on a high mountainside in New Guinea, a forest that the local tribe considered sacred. For centuries nothing was killed or harmed in that forest. No negative thoughts or emotions were brought there. It was tended and served in a sacred manner according to the tribe. There were trails through the forest that people walked upon. The animals and birds of the jungle were completely unafraid of the people. Tree-kangaroos and possums would move about in plain view. Birds of all kinds would fly about and display to one another within a few feet of passing humans. It was a remarkable place, a rare thing but not unique. There have been other places like this around the world (in Africa, Europe, Asia, Australasia, the Americas), and although now almost vanished they can be given room to flourish again, if we want. If we want, the entire world could be such a place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kind of fear that the human heart transmits into the world today creates a quality of profound unease, or dis-ease, everywhere. However, if healed of this fear humans represent a unique and remarkable capacity for cultivating profound harmony throughout the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The great and vast depth of non-human existence is, I believe, living in wait for humanity to fill a space of conscious action sufficient to enable all of life here to achieve a degree of harmony that is not possible without the participation of the awakened, fear-free, human heart. I know this sounds kind of utopic... I'm just trying to give voice to a quality of existence that I know is true, though presently absent... not an idealized, dreamy, utopia but a life heart-rested into the very force of Life that mysteriously does and undoes all of who we are, all the time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sacred forests of New Guinea gradually disappeared as western influences came to the mountains, undermining and poisoning the age-old cultures with "coca cola" and every other western-born propaganda and distraction. Sacred trees were felled, the animals ran and hid, litter fell along the paths... and only the old people remembered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Vision of Fear-No-More is inherently spiritual, yet deeply wedded to the practicalities of a life -- every life. It is about remembering the sacred, nurturing it, seeing and serving it where it seems not to be. It is about living differently, permitting oneself to be sustained and granting life and sustenance to all others because, despite what we are told, there is ample resource and energy for every thing that exists...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to everyone who got out and walked somewhere. Don't think it doesn't make a difference. It has, and it will. I was honoured to walk with you. And look forward to hearing from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986098720523977156-6214246550235765324?l=fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/6214246550235765324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/6214246550235765324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/04/dear-walkers-for-fear-no-more-last.html' title='April&apos;s Walk - a World Less Fear'/><author><name>sutuate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03791511456315074326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJKBE_qr3DI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rQ_e_korrm4/S220/ng21.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/R_r3VAky0fI/AAAAAAAAAD8/3JvOJyRp0IY/s72-c/WALKERS+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986098720523977156.post-1907935807610775698</id><published>2008-04-07T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T21:07:36.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Eating Gorilla</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/R_ruCAky0aI/AAAAAAAAADU/r8gLqJE9ro8/s1600-h/gorilla1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/R_ruCAky0aI/AAAAAAAAADU/r8gLqJE9ro8/s200/gorilla1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186719639152021922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adi Da Samraj: &lt;/span&gt;You can always trust an eating gorilla. Having found his food, he has put aside all effort and concern for survival. He has surrendered his eccentricities, his obsessive urges, and the tension in his most characteristic qualities. He has become submissive to the ordinary motive and desire that is real hunger, since he is now certain of its satisfaction. He is essentially benign, playful, even loveable. He is simply eating. And he trusts any others who may be present or who approach, as long as there is sufficient food and they also stop to eat it. The eating gorilla perceives in any other one who is eating a similar surrender to ordinary life, to the natural state and order of existence. While eating, he stands out-side all conflicts in which survival is at stake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gorilla's natural home is also a wilderness of food. To visit is to eat. To eat and to live in peace are the same. The primal ceremony of all who live is the meal. It is the incident wherein the true or benign principle of politics is realized, and it is also at the table that meditation begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our human world, the 'gorilla' is not at peace. Food is in doubt. Eating is no ordinary affair of hunger and assured satisfaction. The ceremonies of our food are rarely free of conflict. Trust, love, peace, and meditation, the essence of the plainest fare when we are in our natural ease, are now a rare occasion, a private matter, for the gourmets and ascetics who populate our human table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our ability to Realize the Eternal Source and Present Bliss depends on our responsibility for hunger and food, trust and love, work and sex, time and space, life and death....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are mad then, you see. We are not like the eating gorilla. The eating gorilla finds a cabbage in the jungle, sits down like a slob and munches away at the cabbage, and is completely benign, completely peaceful. There is nothing threatening about this gorilla, nothing dangerous about him. He is not eating anything killed that has an independent consciousness in the ordinary sense. He is just eating cabbages, vegetables. If some other gorilla or an other being comes near, he still has his food. He is connected to the food source. He is not disturbed as long as that creature will show that he is also eating. The eating gorilla is peaceful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, the eating gorilla is the image of the true man, the true woman. He d&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/R_rusQky0bI/AAAAAAAAADc/wJFsJ_s9tsI/s1600-h/Gorilla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/R_rusQky0bI/AAAAAAAAADc/wJFsJ_s9tsI/s200/Gorilla.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186720365001494962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;emonstrates the principle of true politics, of real human existence, in which we are always presently connected to the Food Source in Truth, and are always presuming connection, relationship, " I love you". But the gorilla in the desert, or the conventional man, is cut off from his food source through the presumptive recognition of his separate existence, of his mortality. He feels unloved. He is a dangerous beast. He is in conflict with himself, struggling, looking for a way to be permanently sustained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are obliged to be the heart in relations, to be responsible, as radiant feeling attention, for all the things above and below the heart, to make mind and body, attention and action, heaven and earth a felt sacrifice to Infinity. If we live this way we can live a happy and loving and healthy life, an essentially vital life. Although there may be limitations that come upon us through the environmental and human factors around us, essentially we can be the masters of our circumstances, at least in our private lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Excepts from "The Eating Gorilla Comes In Peace", by Bubba Free John, the Dawn Horse Press]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(c) 2008 The Avataric Samrajya of Adidam Pty Ltd, as trustee for The Avataric Samrajya of Adidam. All rights reserved. Perpetual copyright claimed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986098720523977156-1907935807610775698?l=fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/1907935807610775698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/1907935807610775698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/04/eating-gorilla.html' title='The Eating Gorilla'/><author><name>sutuate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03791511456315074326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJKBE_qr3DI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rQ_e_korrm4/S220/ng21.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/R_ruCAky0aI/AAAAAAAAADU/r8gLqJE9ro8/s72-c/gorilla1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986098720523977156.post-5153573276263709335</id><published>2008-04-03T14:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T14:27:47.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Next Walk-Weekend is April 5 &amp; 6 !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986098720523977156-5153573276263709335?l=fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/5153573276263709335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/5153573276263709335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/04/next-walk-weekend-april-5-6.html' title='Next Walk-Weekend is April 5 &amp; 6 !'/><author><name>sutuate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03791511456315074326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJKBE_qr3DI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rQ_e_korrm4/S220/ng21.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986098720523977156.post-1774811875727540015</id><published>2008-04-03T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T14:19:35.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Pre-Walk Preparations</title><content type='html'>Leading into your walk try making peace with someone you're at odds with, heal disputes or concerns, help someone in need - someone you don't know, help an animal, a tree, a river, smile for the sake of others, eat healthy, meditate or pray, conserve your use of resources, forgive others, forgive self...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether you actually physically walk for Fear-No-More this weekend you can still participate. If you're going driving, cycling, riding your horse, window shopping, dining out, carry "Fear-No-More" in your mind and heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986098720523977156-1774811875727540015?l=fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/1774811875727540015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/1774811875727540015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/04/some-pre-walk-preparations.html' title='Some Pre-Walk Preparations'/><author><name>sutuate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03791511456315074326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJKBE_qr3DI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rQ_e_korrm4/S220/ng21.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986098720523977156.post-5156900164535870527</id><published>2008-04-03T14:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T14:12:15.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear-No-More World WALK</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/R_VIEQky0ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/Qmoab64xiIA/s1600-h/FearNoMoreWorld-WALK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/R_VIEQky0ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/Qmoab64xiIA/s400/FearNoMoreWorld-WALK.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185129783992963474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986098720523977156-5156900164535870527?l=fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/5156900164535870527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/5156900164535870527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/04/fear-no-more-world-walk.html' title='Fear-No-More World WALK'/><author><name>sutuate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03791511456315074326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJKBE_qr3DI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rQ_e_korrm4/S220/ng21.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/R_VIEQky0ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/Qmoab64xiIA/s72-c/FearNoMoreWorld-WALK.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986098720523977156.post-8707556237548859404</id><published>2008-03-30T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T09:27:04.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From Tom Stiles, Seattle</title><content type='html'>On Sunday March 2nd I walked in Seattle, at the end of the day, to honor the spirit of the Fear-No-More walks. I walked in awareness of my surroundings, of people passing, of my own breathing, of the tenuousness of everything visible. I walked without fear, and for an end to fear; I walked for an end to walks to end fear, for the day when this will not be necessary.  I didn't walk in the natural countryside, I walked in the city, in my neighbourhood of thirty years, on a busy street from work to home, and back through the side streets. I walked in a place where the very architecture of buildings and pathways of traffic are designed by human fear, egoity and separateness, and I walked for an end to that. I walked in a place made of human anxiety and disregard for life. I walked in among the ghosts of thirty years of living, loving, trying, working, and persisting around here, without fear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the gift of this walk... looking forward to another one, perhaps a bit longer and further.  There's a great park in a ravine nearby that affords a more contemplative walk.  There's also a bike trail that goes up around the top of the lake bordering Seattle on the east.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,   Tom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986098720523977156-8707556237548859404?l=fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/8707556237548859404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/8707556237548859404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/03/from-tom-stiles-seattle.html' title='From Tom Stiles, Seattle'/><author><name>sutuate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03791511456315074326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJKBE_qr3DI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rQ_e_korrm4/S220/ng21.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986098720523977156.post-3184663161217545685</id><published>2008-03-21T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T21:38:31.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why These Walks? (ramblings...)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/R-Q-sgky0VI/AAAAAAAAACg/SGBu8tQ8two/s1600-h/ng10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/R-Q-sgky0VI/AAAAAAAAACg/SGBu8tQ8two/s200/ng10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180334405762339154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A question I'm being asked is,  "Where did the idea for these FNM Awareness Walkabouts come from...?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For 15 years now I've been the caretaker of Fear-No-More Zoo in Northern California. It's a relatively modest facility and probably always will be. &lt;a href="http://www.fearnomorezoo.org/"&gt;Fear-No-More Zoo&lt;/a&gt;, to date, gains most of its support from the smallish group of devotees of Adi Da Samraj. The Zoo continues to need more support in order to realize its potential, so we have a strong need to outreach to others... among other things these walks, and this blog, help promote that need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of my responsibility is to grow the Zoo, build it up and maintain it as an integral part of the nascent spiritual culture of Adidam. Adi Da wants Fear-No-More Zoo to be a different kind of thing than the zoos we are accustomed to. He wants it to be "not merely an animal zoo" where people visit and just look at animals. Adi Da holds animals in high regard as profound spiritual contemplatives, and he wants FNMZoo to be developed as a means for the integration of human and non-human cultures, resulting in one diverse sacred culture where beings and life forms of every kind are recognized as equals, at heart... this recognition of all beings as a broadly diverse and single cultural process is the future (and present time) potential of "Earthkind", seeded here in the form and process of Fear-No-More.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This vision and responsibility is given into a culture of spiritual beginners, most of whom grew up in cities of the western world without generally much contact with animals and nature beyond domestic pets and vacations into the mountains...  so part of the challenge in my service is how to support the integration of Adi Da's Vision of Fear-No-More into the human culture of the gathering around him... and out beyond... how to bring this into peoples' lives and how to foster the emergence of, ultimately, a one-world, many species, culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've employed writing as one tool to serve this process. Photo images and video is another vehicle being further developed, thanks to Andrea Schwab. In the future we'll be conducting presentations and weekend retreats about the Zoo, the &lt;a href="http://www.sacredcamelgardens.org/"&gt;camels&lt;/a&gt; and the walks. And these new Awareness Walks are another avenue to bring Fear-No-More out into peoples' homes, out into the streets and parks, giving anyone the opportunity to actively participate with the Vision of Fear-No-More no matter where they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Walks are also an attempt to simply raise awareness and &lt;a href="http://www.fearnomorezoo.org/getinvolved/main.php"&gt;fi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fearnomorezoo.org/getinvolved/main.php"&gt;nan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/R-RCPAky0XI/AAAAAAAAACw/rbfAZoVDqGg/s1600-h/fnm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/R-RCPAky0XI/AAAAAAAAACw/rbfAZoVDqGg/s200/fnm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180338297002709362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fearnomorezoo.org/getinvolved/main.php"&gt;cial support&lt;/a&gt; for the Zoo and animals directly. This is an important focus of the Awareness Walks -- &lt;a href="http://www.fearnomorezoo.org/getinvolved/main.php"&gt;honoring the source through tangible support&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My initial foray into these walks took the form of a first attempt walk of about 1500 miles up into Montana... an impulsive gesture just to kick things into gear. Somewhat humorously, I returned after just a day of hiking as the zoo, and I, were unprepared for such a long walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The walking momentum was soon converted into a process of &lt;a href="http://fearnomoreawareness.blogspot.com/2008/02/monthly-walks-2008.html"&gt;monthly walks&lt;/a&gt;, involving more people, walks that virtually anyone can participate in, that one can tailor to one's level of interest, fitness and schedule. It's evolving organically and, on the first weekend of each month, we've now got people around the world getting involved in these walks... some walking for a whole day or two and others walking for maybe an hour or two... to bring the Vision of Fear-No-More alive in our lives and in the world, one step at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There have been heroic awareness walkers in this country and abroad. People like the Peace Pilgrim, Shivapuri Baba, Mahatma Gandhi and others. Incredible achievements by incredible individuals, but few others were able to participate with them at those levels, without also giving away their entire lives -- something not everyone is ready for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Fear-No-More Awareness Walks allow anyone who can walk, or roll :) , to participate in some way. Rather than merely watching, inspired, as Peace Pilgrim criss-crossed North America, we can all get out and walk together, inspiring others to do likewise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our inspiration for doing this is the advancement of a world where all unnecessary fear is minimized and even, perhaps, eliminated. This sounds naive and idealistic because we have no real experience of such a world. We've all tasted it, smelled it and wanted it. But it can't happen unless we all participate. This is not about the elimination of all fear... some fear has a useful place in active life, a healthy function. Fear-No-More addresses the chronic fear that cripples an otherwise free life. This is both a spiritual and practical issue... and a lot of such fear can be handled and eliminated even just on a practical level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a kid I had elaborate plans and maps made up for a walk I was going to do around the globe. Over the ye&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/R-RC-Aky0YI/AAAAAAAAAC4/2SVaNHGmm7Q/s1600-h/Muffin+Hump+Hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/R-RC-Aky0YI/AAAAAAAAAC4/2SVaNHGmm7Q/s200/Muffin+Hump+Hands.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180339104456561026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ars I've had a recurring impulse to do something like these current walks in relationship to Fear-No-More Zoo... but I never felt ready... so I'd keep putting the impulse away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, a friend unknowingly touched me deeply in a certain way. Soon after I knew I could now begin walking for Fear-No-More with a clarity and simplicity not possible before... &amp;amp; gratitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope these walks for Fear-No-More will be taken seriously by others and gain a momentum beyond my own. These walks are for all of us... for the non-humans, the rivers, mountains, trees, birds, horses, spiders, the moss... and for rocks, earth and sky.... they are not for me, they are for you, us, all of us, as one culture of the Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can put aside race, culture, religion, gender and species differences. As Adi Da says, "These are man-made, I say." We are Earthlings... one diverse, inter-related, process... family. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Will we ever live together intelligently, harmoniously, cooperatively, and in a manner that liberates the world from the crunch of unnecessary fear.....?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tree can do it... grass can do it... some people can.... so why not all of us? why not me? or you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The results of not doing so, or not even trying, might be sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stuart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986098720523977156-3184663161217545685?l=fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/3184663161217545685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/3184663161217545685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/03/why-these-walks-ramblings.html' title='Why These Walks? (ramblings...)'/><author><name>sutuate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03791511456315074326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJKBE_qr3DI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rQ_e_korrm4/S220/ng21.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/R-Q-sgky0VI/AAAAAAAAACg/SGBu8tQ8two/s72-c/ng10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986098720523977156.post-1183166780206558077</id><published>2008-03-21T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T20:22:23.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Threats Anymore (ramblings...)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/R-Q35Aky0UI/AAAAAAAAACY/12ec_20xz_A/s1600-h/AdiDaBasenji.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/R-Q35Aky0UI/AAAAAAAAACY/12ec_20xz_A/s200/AdiDaBasenji.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180326923929309506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adi Da Samraj:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;   The bondage of humankind is unnecessary, but it is also "dark" and destructive. It is not merely that human beings are suffering in ego-"world".   Human beings are destroying the "world", and everyone and everything in it -- and humankind has been on this course for as long as human beings have recorded their histories.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is ego-land. This is the place of human mummery -- a course of doings that (if followed to its end) will, ultimately, be absolutely destructive.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reality Itself Is the Absolute Critic of all of this. Simultaneously, Reality Itself Is the Absolute Enlightener -- Providing the Reality-Means, in every area of human life, for the transformation of all and the Awakening of all, including everything about the practical transformation of the human context of existence (such as it is, in its mortality). &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone and everything can be utterly transformed by being turned to the egoless, Non-separate, Indivisible, and Self-Evidently Divine Self-Nature, Self-Condition, and Self-State That Is Reality Itself. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;©&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout human history mankind has variously, in different regions, developed profound sympathies and understandings of the non-human world. Animals, trees and places were, by some, regarded as brothers and sisters. Trees were understood to be tribal beings. Herds and flocks and schools were regarded and respected as real forms of culture. Some human cultures considered non-humans to be superior to humans. Animals were respected as spirit beings, signaling awarenesses of other worlds, communicating signs of prophecy, healing, initiation and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adi Da Samraj:   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://www.fearnomorezoo.org/literature/contemplative_state.php"&gt;We were just talking about the non-humans&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; here in a somewhat different fashion, perhaps, in terms of them being signs of Divine Awareness, not just representations of the invisible world and so on -- here to help humans or to be of use to them, perhaps, somehow. Divinely Awake, in profound Contemplation -- not merely of the dream-world -- beyond self, forgetting the body-mind, profound Contemplatives. So that's what we were talking about. But it still would require the same thing of you basically that was done long ago and still. You have to allow yourself to become sensitive to everything, everyone, and realize that everyone is a one, not just the humans. In their presumption they are, certainly, as alive and conscious as you, just as self-aware in every fundamental sense. They get afraid in their bodies when threatened, like you do. And, therefore, they are urgent with Contemplation. They are not over-busy; or if they are busy, they're intoxicated somehow by their song with one another, or whatever it may be -- for example the bees, and so on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So they exercise the capability of Divine Contemplation. They also experience psychic dimension things and so forth -- what you might call dream-world awareness. They wake, they sleep, they dream, and they Contemplate, by relinquishing self-regard, and even awareness relative to the body. So they go in some protected spot, and check it out, and then zone out. And yet remarkably they retain the ability to, in an instant, react if their territory is interfered with or encroached upon. But given the opportunity again, you know..., they don't want to fight all day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of animals even have mock fight -- like deer and such. With their great antlers they have these fights, in which there is no intention whatsoever to do anybody any harm and such. Some kind of rules they've worked out about when you say you're beaten and who you acknowledge to have won, but there's never any intention for them to kill one another or anything in those game-battles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they always move to return to free Contemplation and prefer to be as un-busy as possible. And it's not just because they just want to lie around and relax. They forget body-consciousness, self-consciousness, and enter into Contemplation. They do this rather readily. Of course, they can be interfered with like human beings can, and have a lot of trouble from human beings and the effects of human beings. And there's even a lot of trouble in the natural world, too, that they have to be wary of. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;©&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humans generally think that animals and plants and even the earth itself don't live a spiritual life. They certainly don't have any organized religion going on, but their spiritual invocation and communion with the Divine is more alive and profound than ours. Much of organized man-made religion seems to be devoid of any real spiritual life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The process of Fear-No-More, the integration of human with non-human cultures, from a spiritual standpoint, is a process that may very likely serve and support the growth of humanity beyond its up-till-now need for religion. Human-made religion, so full of words, thoughts, scripture and politics, power-mongering, control and suppression of the heart and life can only have a limited span in earth history. With all of today's human-made religions somehow in tatters, and human cultures of all kinds becoming lost, what is more real, and enduring than the power-house of Divine contemplation that the earth-world imbibes moment by moment, free of even the thought of time and recorded history...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk for Fear-No-More, then, for everyone -- everything, as we are...  no distinctions, no bad anger (only good anger), competition that kills, no wars or threats anymore and for no-fear-in- the-heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;© 2008 The Avataric Samrajya of Adidam Pty Ltd. All rights reserved. Perpetual copyright claimed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986098720523977156-1183166780206558077?l=fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/1183166780206558077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/1183166780206558077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/03/un-ramblings.html' title='No Threats Anymore (ramblings...)'/><author><name>sutuate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03791511456315074326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJKBE_qr3DI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rQ_e_korrm4/S220/ng21.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/R-Q35Aky0UI/AAAAAAAAACY/12ec_20xz_A/s72-c/AdiDaBasenji.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986098720523977156.post-8753597943638424416</id><published>2008-03-17T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T23:04:46.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking for Fear-No-More -- How &amp; Why...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/R99RPNGVgmI/AAAAAAAAACQ/5rPuPSBTJPg/s1600-h/Footsteps-of-Lord-Buddha1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/R99RPNGVgmI/AAAAAAAAACQ/5rPuPSBTJPg/s200/Footsteps-of-Lord-Buddha1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178947418155483746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;s n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;o right or wrong way to walk....&lt;/span&gt; walking is walking. But there are things we can do to enhance our walks, and the effects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conscious walking, with intention, can help put our lives in perspective. Walking is wonderful for clearing the mind, and can give rise to new insights. Walking can be a powerful support during periods of change and transition in one's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning of the walk pause, reflect, make a prayer or intention for the spiritual walk you are about to take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you walk consciously release all of your life, your plans, goals, frustrations, problems, even who you think you are. Let go into the walk itself and allow trust to move you forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking is positive, benign, powerful, action. It can aid healing, release grief, guide one through troubled times, aid in decision making, illuminate our purpose in life. Walk in celebration and thanks for all aspects of life, the so-called good and bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Charmaine White Face, Oglala Sioux:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;One of our old, old, Holy Men said, "Every step you take on earth should be a prayer. The power of a pure and good soul is in every person's heart and will grow as a seed as you walk in a sacred manner. And if every step you take is a prayer, then you will always be walking in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;a sacred manner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For humans&lt;/span&gt; conscious walking is among the most purifying and balancing of activities. The ancient nomadic cultures, now all but lost, were among the most sane, balanced, released and adaptable peoples of the earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For dogs&lt;/span&gt; walking is likewise an integral part of their culture. Dogs who are able to walk, roam and wander get more than just excercise from this. For a dog, or wolf the act of walking is also a sacred ritual, without which their lives are the poorer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/R99QEtGVglI/AAAAAAAAACI/5TVWgytg5Qs/s1600-h/helly+and+ramana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/R99QEtGVglI/AAAAAAAAACI/5TVWgytg5Qs/s200/helly+and+ramana.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178946138255229522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Horse culture&lt;/span&gt; is structured around the walk. It is part of who they are. In walking the herd bond is deepened, along with the spirit of freedom and power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Try to walk with good posture... &lt;/span&gt; upright, relaxed, in balance. Be sure to breathe. Smile gently as you walk to soften your step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Carry water and some snacks&lt;/span&gt; to keep your energy up. Wear good footwear, sunblock and a hat. Dress appropriatey for the weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Inform friends&lt;/span&gt; about where and when you're walking and when you'll be back. Carry a cell phone for any possible emergency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Give way to traffic.&lt;/span&gt; If you come upon someone in need offer help in whatever manner feels appropriate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Walk safely and don't put yourself or others at risk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Walk for a world&lt;br /&gt;free of unnecessary fear....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986098720523977156-8753597943638424416?l=fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/8753597943638424416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/8753597943638424416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/03/walking-for-fear-no-more-how-why.html' title='Walking for Fear-No-More -- How &amp; Why...'/><author><name>sutuate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03791511456315074326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJKBE_qr3DI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rQ_e_korrm4/S220/ng21.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/R99RPNGVgmI/AAAAAAAAACQ/5rPuPSBTJPg/s72-c/Footsteps-of-Lord-Buddha1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986098720523977156.post-348949292837813360</id><published>2008-03-17T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T09:05:35.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>April 5 Walk</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On April 5 &amp;amp; 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Fear-No-More Awareness walks will be undertaken in various places across North America and the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the 3rd walking event for Fear-No-More and the numbers of people walking with us, in their own areas, is growing. See earlier posts for more background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here in Lake County, California, the walk begins at 5am on April 5 (Saturday).&lt;/span&gt; This walk will commence with a silent circumambulation of All True Things Park (3 times) before leaving the Mountain Of Attention Sanctuary to walk to Middletown via the Big Canyon Road, returning along the same route. This will be a one day walk of about 30 miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We dedicate this April Fear-No-More Walkabout to: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane Goodall and all primates (including humans),&lt;br /&gt;Annie Kimmel and horses Hannibal &amp;amp; CC,&lt;br /&gt;Oak Tree, River Rain and all Oceans...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write for info on how to participate in the Lake County Big Canyon walk, or in other areas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Areas where people will be Fear-No-More Awareness Walking (that we know of) are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arizona&lt;br /&gt;Boston&lt;br /&gt;New York&lt;br /&gt;Lopez Island&lt;br /&gt;Seattle&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;br /&gt;Lake County&lt;br /&gt;South Africa ?&lt;br /&gt;Holland&lt;br /&gt;Washington DC&lt;br /&gt;Atlanta&lt;br /&gt;Mt Shasta&lt;br /&gt;Chicago&lt;br /&gt;West Chicago&lt;br /&gt;Wisconsin&lt;br /&gt;Gold Coast, Australia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please let us know of other locations and people intending to walk. Walks can be as short or long as desired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a simple, grass-roots, human-scale process of fostering a shift in point of view, from the shadows of what life seems to be to the clarity and simplicity of what it is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Adi Da Samraj: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;"The human world is the fear world. The non-human world is NOT the fear world."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Recent Blogposts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fearnomoreawareness.blogspot.com/2008/03/lion-and-gazelle.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Lion &amp;amp; Gazelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fearnomoreawareness.blogspot.com/2008/03/fear-no-more-simply-explained.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Fear-No-More - simply explained&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fearnomoreawareness.blogspot.com/2008/03/goals-of-fear-no-more-awareness-walks.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Goals of FNM Awareness Walks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://fearnomoreawareness.blogspot.com/2008/03/goals-of-fnmore-walkabouts-addendum.html"&gt;Addendum&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fearnomoreawareness.blogspot.com/2008/03/walking-for-fear-no-more-how-why.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Walking for Fear-No-More -- How &amp;amp; Why...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuart Camps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fearnomorezoo.org/"&gt;Fear-No-More Zoo &amp;amp; Gardens&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Fear-No-More Awareness Walks are non-religious, non-political and non-racial. They are engaged to serve the vision of all beings who wish to live without fearing one another. On these walks all differences and conflicts are put aside. We put down our troubles and stride side by side under the sun who shines the same for all. All living beings walk together with the same heart. Now is the time for this to become true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986098720523977156-348949292837813360?l=fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/348949292837813360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/348949292837813360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/03/april-5-walk.html' title='April 5 Walk'/><author><name>sutuate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03791511456315074326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJKBE_qr3DI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rQ_e_korrm4/S220/ng21.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986098720523977156.post-5557711737167954916</id><published>2008-03-16T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T23:23:48.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear-No-More -- simply explained</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/R94N3dGVgkI/AAAAAAAAACA/2dJO_xGu1Aw/s1600-h/Gift-JB-Gravesite-Rock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/R94N3dGVgkI/AAAAAAAAACA/2dJO_xGu1Aw/s200/Gift-JB-Gravesite-Rock.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178591867877818946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Enter through the gates of Fear-No-More Zoo, at the Mountain Of Attention Sanctuary, and you will pass among the burial shrines of five animals; two dogs, a cat, a Bactrian camel and a llama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entrance to Fear-No-More Zoo imparts a profound message to those who visit there sensitively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;"See how life is, how it ends... how the body and mind will one day die. Understand life as a passing and, like the non-humans, notice there is no escape from this. In this awareness be softened. Instead of seeking escape from death surrender into life, as the animals and plants do, realizing natural, whole-bodily, divine communion. And, like the non-humans, embody the disposition of fearing-no-more... and more and more."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bodily awareness and knowledge of inevitable death, and the sensing of oneself as integral to the food chain, moves animals to feel beyond the limits of the body... to spiritually contemplative surrender into the process that lives and breathes everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The usual human response to the knowledge of mortality is to search, strain and hope for a solution to death. In doing this we perpetuate struggle, confrontation and fear, rather than trusting in the "source of being" and surrendering to the mystery of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear-No-More Zoo exists, and grows, with the conscious awareness of life and death, accepting, embracing and surrendering fear in deepening understanding and love for all life, including the difficult passings of ourselves and those we love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/R94NsdGVgjI/AAAAAAAAAB4/zcfqr7hmWAw/s1600-h/Gift-Gravesite-plants.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/R94NsdGVgjI/AAAAAAAAAB4/zcfqr7hmWAw/s200/Gift-Gravesite-plants.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178591678899257906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986098720523977156-5557711737167954916?l=fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/5557711737167954916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/5557711737167954916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/03/fear-no-more-simply-explained.html' title='Fear-No-More -- simply explained'/><author><name>sutuate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03791511456315074326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJKBE_qr3DI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rQ_e_korrm4/S220/ng21.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/R94N3dGVgkI/AAAAAAAAACA/2dJO_xGu1Aw/s72-c/Gift-JB-Gravesite-Rock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986098720523977156.post-1489273423361447334</id><published>2008-03-16T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T21:54:20.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lion and Gazelle</title><content type='html'>Days pass un-noticed. Ean relaxes, swims, eats, sleeps. As best he can he absorbs everything the animals showed him. Some things he understands. The more he understands the less he knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One morning, after a long night in drizzling rain, Ean makes his way to a shallow cave in nearby cliffs. As he clambers inside and turns around he is stunned to see a large lioness asleep there, purring. Snoring beside her is a handsome gazelle. Ean slumps, motionless, silent for ages. Rain pelts outside, storming beyond the quiet, dry, cave. The great cat's purring deepens. Rain continues all day, until early evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/R92GctGVggI/AAAAAAAAABg/b4_3lqDUvsc/s1600-h/Lioness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/R92GctGVggI/AAAAAAAAABg/b4_3lqDUvsc/s200/Lioness.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178442974246568450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the red sun settles beyond lustrous, purple-blue seas, Lioness rumbles and yawns, shaking Ean and Gazelle awake. She stretches and roars softly. Gazelle touches his muzzle to Ean's hand, and sniffs his ear. "She won't eat you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lioness smiles, saunters forward and rests a massive paw on Ean's thigh, brushing her whiskers against his face. Then she walks to the cave entrance, to gaze over the plains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Everything isn’t as it seems, unless you understand everything.&lt;br /&gt;I know it seems unusual for you to see Gazelle and me together like this... we are always together. Because lions and gazelle share life we have a profound bond."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gazelle interrupts with a snort. "Ean, the relationship between prey and pre&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/R92Gx9GVghI/AAAAAAAAABo/lM00Ha3XD6Q/s1600-h/gazelle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/R92Gx9GVghI/AAAAAAAAABo/lM00Ha3XD6Q/s200/gazelle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178443339318788626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dator is ancient. As Gazelle, one of my roles in life is to become prey. I am born to it. Raised for it. Some gazelle are not eaten until very old, some when young, and others while in their prime. Eventually, all of us are eaten somehow. That final chase is filled with sudden fear. We run fast as this is the moment we live and prepare for. Sometimes we elude the kill. But one day you sense the moment is near.  Fear is present, as it must be for the chase to be real. When the lion's paw knocks you down, all you can do is go with it. And you are embraced. White teeth and warm mouth wrap around your neck and press down, and you realize one of your main purposes - being food for another. Pressing fear transforms to love, surrender to life itself.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lioness returns to the boy, rumbling softly, "Many humans hold the wrong idea about predator and prey. When a lion sees an antelope or gazelle, sneaks close, and gives chase, there is no anger, no rage, no bad feelings there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Instead... the lion fixes attention one-pointedly, becoming completely focused on the prey. In doing so the lion achieves a deep love for the gazelle, almost becoming one with the prey. In this way the lion surrenders every fibre and sinew to the kill. The lion lets everything go and gives over completely. This is the ancient relationship of predator and prey where two become one. The form of sacrifice differs for each, but is equal. And one day the predator is also eaten."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both Lioness and Gazelle move to Ean and press their bodies against his. He embraces them. They turn and disappear into the night, to hunt and be hunted, as lions and gazelle have always done since they began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(excerpt from 'Real Heart, World of No Fear" Stuart Camps 2008, ©  )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986098720523977156-1489273423361447334?l=fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/1489273423361447334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/1489273423361447334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/03/lion-and-gazelle.html' title='Lion and Gazelle'/><author><name>sutuate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03791511456315074326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJKBE_qr3DI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rQ_e_korrm4/S220/ng21.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/R92GctGVggI/AAAAAAAAABg/b4_3lqDUvsc/s72-c/Lioness.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986098720523977156.post-7931532822162381760</id><published>2008-03-15T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T20:32:55.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goals of FNMore Walkabouts - Addendum</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Fear-No-More Zoo's Support Goals:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1.  &lt;/span&gt;$10,000 in donated support income monthly is needed (approx $10 per person monthly) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Currently Fear-No-More Zoo exists on about $5000 per month, so we need to double this amount. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2.  &lt;/span&gt;$500,000 to develop Fear-No-More Zoo &amp;amp; Sacred Camel Gardens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;These minimum monies are needed to physically build the Zoo to an appropriate level. &lt;a href="http://fearnomoreawareness.blogspot.com/2008/03/goals-of-fear-no-more-awareness-walks.html"&gt;See previous post.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To request more info development projects please write.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;======================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ramblings.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've long wanted to see established a program / entity / society that might be called, the "Friends of Fear-No-More"... something like that maybe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This would basically be something that could be world-wide in concept &amp;amp; eventual development... though starting out small &amp;amp; grass-roots.... a non-profit org that takes the message about "fearing-no-more" into the human realm... a process inclusive of all races, cultures, religions, species and points of view...  (not utopian, because FNMore is not about utopia)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it might grow to have its own offices, operations, programs, courses, websites, aid received and given, advice received and given, support for others.... or maybe it would just become a pervading function &amp;amp; quality, like breathing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One result of this might be that Fear-No-More Zoo itself, the humble source of this "Vision" would benefit through some kind of donations system built into the whole thing, funnelling hundreds of thousands of $1 &amp;amp; $2  into FNM Zoo so that it could always grow to exemplify what FNMZoo should be.... what all zoos should be....  and other monies raised going to help other causes and so on.... for people, yes, and animals and for other good things generally.... all to benefit the earth and inhabitants....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't do all that myself because I'm with the camel herd here, which is enough for me... so this kind of outreach hinges on someone (a group) to do it, to want to do it, to commit to it....(all of us maybe? I will help of course...) Are you interested to help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We could take this powerful Vision of Fear-No-More and do so MUCH more with it... its much bigger, potentially, than the little zoo itself.... though it derives its source and inspiration from this unique human-non-human process, here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986098720523977156-7931532822162381760?l=fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/7931532822162381760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/7931532822162381760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/03/goals-of-fnmore-walkabouts-addendum.html' title='Goals of FNMore Walkabouts - Addendum'/><author><name>sutuate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03791511456315074326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJKBE_qr3DI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rQ_e_korrm4/S220/ng21.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986098720523977156.post-3178519472184727475</id><published>2008-03-15T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T00:58:06.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goals of Fear-No-More Awareness Walks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Character 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;- Elevation of cooperation, tolerance and compassion among all people, and for all forms of life, beginning with ourselves...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;- Advancement of a sane, balanced, intelligent and diverse human culture, understanding and valuing true morality and a life free of unnecessary fear; a happy, strong, safe human culture deeply integrated with the natural world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In January 2008 Monthly Awareness Walks for the Vision of Fear-No-More &lt;a href="http://fearnomoreawareness.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html"&gt;commenced in Lake County California&lt;/a&gt;. These monthly walks are now taking place each month (the first weekend) in an increasing number of areas within North America and abroad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear-No-More Walkabouts are a prayer for the sake of all life; for gorillas, elephants, hummingbirds, algae, camels, children, all people, trees, the wind, and for the rivers, oceans, mountains and deserts. We walk in the prayer that non-humans will soon come to know a humanity of sanity, wisdom, love and understanding. And we walk in the prayer that humanity itself will advance a new wisdom for life based in feeling intelligence, integrity, pleasure and truth. The Vision of Fear-No-More reaches beyond species, race, culture, religion, all borders, all differences... and beyond fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fearnomoreawareness.blogspot.com/2008/02/monthly-walks-2008.html"&gt;We invite you to participate&lt;/a&gt; in these Walkabouts; regardless of race, culture, religion, no religion, politics or general background. As long as the walkabout rules are observed and you are walking to help raise awareness for the need of a world free of unnecessary fear, you are welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Character 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;- Adequate support for Fear-No-More Zoo and the Sacred Camel Gardens is essential to the lawful advancement of the Vision of Fear-No-More into the greater world.  The Vision of Fear-No-More, which gives rise to the Fear-No-More Awareness Walks honors Fear-No-More Zoo, and the Sacred Camel Gardens, as its source and inspiration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;An important part of the growth of Fear-No-More Zoo is the development of an educational facility within the Zoo and Camel Gardens that enables people to visit (retreat), learn (hands-on) and benefit from this unique approach to the living world -- with humans and with non-humans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirty years ago the love and insight of one man, Adi Da Samraj, gave rise to a unique approach for humanity to relate to the world around us. This approach, which he describes as the "Vision of Fear-No-More", is also a description of how the "non-humans" live. With today's human cultures losing touch with its contemplative and sacred nature, the process of Fear-No-More is integral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In developing Fear-No-More Zoo Adi Da said he was not interested in this being merely an "animal zoo", where humans visit to look at animals. Rather, he explained, the process of Fear-No-More is only interesting to the degree that it enables and nurtures the integration of human and non-human life forms into one whole, intelligent, diverse and sacred culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fearnomorezoo.org/"&gt;Fear-No-More Zoo and Gardens&lt;/a&gt; is the original seed of a broad tree. The "Vision of Fear-No-More" shares the potential for all beings to live a life free of unnecessary fear, in spiritual and practical terms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Vision of Fear-No-More uniquely softens the life, and apparent differences, between all humans and non-humans, wherever they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Support the Vision and the Walks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fearnomoreawareness.blogspot.com/2008/02/monthly-walks-2008.html"&gt;Start walking with us. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Invite others to join you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- join a walk in your area, set one up with others, or just walk alone&lt;br /&gt;- find out just what "fearing-no-more" is -- read forthcoming blogs&lt;br /&gt;- write us with details on your walks, let us know what you're doing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Support &lt;a href="http://www.fearnomorezoo.org/"&gt;Fear-No-More Zoo&lt;/a&gt; / &lt;a href="http://www.sacredcamelgardens.org/"&gt;Sacred Camel Gardens&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Choose one of the following avenues of support&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- send donations to Fear-No-More  Zoo, 12040 Seigler Springs Road, Middletown, CA 95461&lt;br /&gt;- monthly direct credit card deduction - phone - 707) 355-0638 to give CC details&lt;br /&gt;- online: &lt;a href="http://www.fearnomorezoo.org/getinvolved"&gt;How To Help&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt; THANK YOU !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986098720523977156-3178519472184727475?l=fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/3178519472184727475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/3178519472184727475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/03/goals-of-fear-no-more-awareness-walks.html' title='Goals of Fear-No-More Awareness Walks'/><author><name>sutuate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03791511456315074326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJKBE_qr3DI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rQ_e_korrm4/S220/ng21.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986098720523977156.post-5910720601156108891</id><published>2008-03-08T22:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T22:58:44.082-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recent Walk Re-cap...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/R9OAQtGVgdI/AAAAAAAAABM/y2SqwtIOgGY/s1600-h/SUN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/R9OAQtGVgdI/AAAAAAAAABM/y2SqwtIOgGY/s200/SUN.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175621421251264978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The tall clouds glowed gently crimson as night withdrew behind distant hills. Konocoti mountain and the giant lake have companioned through millennia. Between them there is silent, unmeasured, love. The waters glistened and flickered with morning sun. Trees ruffled under a light breeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ravens wheeled and rolled, cawing, shimmering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Fear-No-More Awareness walk around Clear Lake unraveled gifts of frustration, tiredness, pain, doubt, exhilaration, inspiration and mindless contemplation. Amid endless road traffic, and randomly situated towns, the natural beauty and power of the lake basin was palpable and strong, drawing me to a fuller way of looking, listening, feeling and walking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime beyond midday I could tangibly feel the lake and mountains' awareness of me. As I journeyed around the shores I noticed, increasingly, that I was walking &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;with&lt;/span&gt; the lake and mountains. I began to feel a clear connection with them, and felt carried by them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the walk I now recall places, trees, views, and roadside turnouts with the same fondness, gratitude and love as when remembering a close friend's gift or embrace. Among the things received from this walkabout is the tacit whole-body experiencing of Clear Lake as a person; Mount Konocoti too. These both, and the whole environment, comprise numberless persons; profound and spiritually contemplative, existing together as one single, great, many-layered person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the sun broke on Saturday mor&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ni&lt;/span&gt;ng&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(March 1)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Barbara and I headed up the western shores of the lake, along the winding road, passing little resorts and big mansions. The skies were gray and fine mist rains intermittently drifted throughout the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After nine miles Barbara left the walk, as planned, and I continued on to Lakeport where Malcolm and John met me for lunch. I set out next through the narrow ribbon of suburbia stretching out along the upper shores of the lake. Eventually swamps, tule grass and cotton-woods squeezed back the houses, holding things more as they used to be, at least for now. I stopped on these northern banks of the lake and offered respect, and elements, into the water for the natives who, in 1850, were massacred nearby. At other points I offered elements (ash, water, rice) into the lake out of respect for Clear Lake herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the hamlet of Nice the police paid me a visit. After seeing me on different stretches of road throughout the day they were curious. After I explained the walk to one officer he went and radioed all the other cars around the lake requesting they watch out for me in case I needed help at any point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the next five hours a wind blew and the lake was choppy. On into the chilly night, with a small headlamp and a new ipod, I walked against the traffic. At about 10pm I pulled up at Jim's home, in Clearlake Oaks, easing down into a soft padded chair. Jim brought me a tall, fresh, green juice. My energy still seemed strong and I had in my mind to try to walk the entire lake circle in one single push, walking on until dawn if I could. But after sitting for a while I realized that rest was needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next morning, after a late start, I headed off again. Climbing the hill above Elem, with blisters burning and energy low,  a wind blew up from behind and carried me forward to the ridge-top. After a brief rest on top I headed cross-country over steep grassy hillsides to Borax Lake. Victor met me at the edge of Clearlake township and we continued for seven more hours, eventually trudging in to the Riviera Shopping Center at about 6.30pm to my waiting car, having put down about 75 miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the walk there is a new stillness building in me that I find a bit disorienting at times. At other times I experience it like a nutritious feast of the senses - of touch, hearing, sight and whole-bodily feeling... the richness of creek noises, bees buzzing, wind, birds, rustling grasses and colors continually interrupts my thoughts, softening my head and heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following are a few comments from others who created Fear-No-More Awareness Walks in their locale:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;From Lopez Isand:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt; Just wanted you to know that Deborah Dunn and I walked for two hours at Hummel Lake Park and Odlin Park on Lopez Island in concert with your "Fear No More Walk". We were pleased to see a beautiful and st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;ately bald eagle on the top of a tree where he stayed for a long time. - Margot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;From New York:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt; Here in New York City, Brooklyn, a hearty group of 5 of us took to the walk around the lake in Prospect Park.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt; A great break from our rooms and offices and city streets.  We read the intention and invoked Beloved as th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;ese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt; were all devotees, 3c and 2c. Wet with the rains, and cool, the earth gave in to our feet and the sun shon&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/R9ODCNGVgeI/AAAAAAAAABU/5OdTcrldWKA/s1600-h/Elm.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/R9ODCNGVgeI/AAAAAAAAABU/5OdTcrldWKA/s200/Elm.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175624470678045154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;e. It is a man made lake but now home to all sorts of swans, birds, seagulls, ducks and geese, all rising up off t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;he lake and gliding effortlessly and back down, hundreds and hundreds on the water. Met an amazing elm tree set apart and fenced off on a hill, completely unique in its cragly branches and stunning form. Fishermen, lots of dogs walking too. Some swans came to the shore to nibble us and we stood at the end of the 1.5 hour walk entranced, mindless, with all the birds on the lake for a long time, on the one "true" lake in Brooklyn. We would be glad to do this eac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;h month! - Dennis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;From Boston: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;there was a very short walk in Boston...(1/2 hour)... in the rain, and against a few obstacles...by Loretta. I read all the written material emailed to me ab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;out the Walk, out loud. Saw birds. However, the energy of getting out and about was wonderful, and i want to do MORE walks, and longer ones....thanks....this is a good tool and expression for Fear-No-More! - Loretta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Next Fear-No-More&lt;br /&gt;Awareness Walk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be over the weekend of April 5 &amp;amp; 6. Here in Lake County I was previously thinking we might walk around Clear Lake once a month for a time, but although the lake is beautiful most of the walking is on the narrow roadside with constant traffic wizzing by. It can be a bit dangerous. So now I'm looking at alternative locations. Maybe circumambulate Mt Shasta? or run up &amp;amp; down one of her easier summit routes? or walk around Mt Tamalpais? or Cobb Mt...? will be deciding soon so if you're interested check back for updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out other posts in this blog for more info &amp;amp; background....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuart Camps&lt;br /&gt;www.fearnomorezoo.org&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: In the next post I will explain what the goals are for these Awareness Walks... we definately have some :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Fear-No-More Awareness Walks are non-religious, non-political and non-racial. They are engaged to serve the vision of all beings who wish to live without fearing one another. On these walks all differences and conflicts are put aside. We put down our troubles and stride side by side under the sun who shines the same for all. All living beings walk together with the same heart. Now is the time for this to become true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986098720523977156-5910720601156108891?l=fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/5910720601156108891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/5910720601156108891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/03/recent-walk-re-cap.html' title='Recent Walk Re-cap...'/><author><name>sutuate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03791511456315074326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJKBE_qr3DI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rQ_e_korrm4/S220/ng21.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/R9OAQtGVgdI/AAAAAAAAABM/y2SqwtIOgGY/s72-c/SUN.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986098720523977156.post-7082020337386518912</id><published>2008-02-29T14:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T14:19:16.989-08:00</updated><title type='text'>March 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SATurDAY&lt;/span&gt; (March 1),&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/R8iDnxYQw8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/eij-OsyCQAk/s1600-h/sunrise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/R8iDnxYQw8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/eij-OsyCQAk/s200/sunrise.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172528891328250818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    sunrise, &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overlooking sacred Clear Lake, &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a new walk begins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;for hu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;manity, and &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    the world...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the Riviera Shopping Center, the Clear Lake "Fear-No-More Walkabout" starts about 1/3 of a mile down Soda Bay Road, on a shoulder of white gravel overlooking the lake. It'll be a beautiful sunrise. During the walk call anytime to find out where to join up (707) 355-0638.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are joining us in New York, Marin, South Africa, Australia, New Zealand and other places. Anyone moved is invited to walk... Wherever you are this weekend, please join us. Do a walk in your area, your city, your parks, the countryside. Walk for the sake of a world where all can live together free of the crunch of unnecessary fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you awaken from sleep this weekend&lt;br /&gt;do like the trees do&lt;br /&gt;like the mountains too&lt;br /&gt;like lion, horse and potoroo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel the mortality of your precious life&lt;br /&gt;don't merely struggle, fight, or&lt;br /&gt;seek to escape it - you can't&lt;br /&gt;don't just be angry or mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allow and accept it !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel the fear residing&lt;br /&gt;deep in your cells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And EMBRACE it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the fear, anger, sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exceed the fear by loving it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surrender all you know into the mystery of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In doing so discover your heart of "Fearing-No-More".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adi Da Samraj:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The human world is now in a state of virtually infinite fragmentation, in which the individual feels powerless and is just thinking of himself or herself as some kind of "consumer"-ego to be titillated and satisfied, and perhaps to be given a voice, a soap box, here and there. The global state of humankind is absurd and dark. Therefore, this darkest of times requires an immense force of self-correction and self-rightening, an immense emergence of the self-organizing principle that is inherent in humankind as a system of life. Nevertheless, and in spite of this necessity, nothing of the globally rightening kind is going on. Everybody is asleep. People do not truly realize the scale of the disaster that is happening. Furthermore, people do not realize that humankind is actively doing this disaster - and, therefore, that humankind can also choose to stop doing the disaster, and, altogether, humankind can choose (collectively) to re-organize, self-correct, and truly righten the entire system of global humankind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Nothing can possibly stop the disaster except the force of the whole, the integrity of the whole. That is the only happening that will righten (and en-lighten) the darkness of the human world.&lt;/span&gt; (c)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we walk, humbly, "fearing-no-more", gesturing a world free of unnecessary fear -- for all beings, things and places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walk for peace, healing and forgiveness among all people. We walk for the sake of humanity's stewardship of all forms of life on earth, of all places and of all natural, and man-made, processes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chief Tecumseh, Shawnee Nation:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;So live your life that the fear of death can never enter your heart. Trouble no one about their religion; respect others in their view, and demand that they respect yours. Love your life, perfect your life, beautify all things in your life. Seek to make your life long and its purpose in the service of your people. Prepare a noble death song for the day when you go over the great divide. Always give a word or a sign of salute when meeting or passing a friend, even a stranger, when in a lonely place. Show respect to all people and grovel to none. When you arise in the morning give thanks for the food and for the joy of living. If you see no reason for giving thanks, the fault lies only in yourself. Abuse no one and no thing, for abuse turns the wise ones to fools and robs the spirit of its vision. When it comes your time to die, be not like those whose hearts are filled with the fear of death... Sing your death song and die like a hero going home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear-No-More Awareness Walks are non-religious, non-political and non-racial. They are engaged to serve the vision of all beings who wish to live without fearing one another. On these walks all differences and conflicts are put aside. We put down our troubles and stride side by side under the sun who shines the same for all. All living beings walk together with the same heart. Now is the time for this to become true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuart Camps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fearnomorezoo.org/"&gt;Fear-No-More Zoo &amp;amp; Gardens&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986098720523977156-7082020337386518912?l=fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/7082020337386518912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/7082020337386518912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/02/march-1.html' title='March 1'/><author><name>sutuate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03791511456315074326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJKBE_qr3DI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rQ_e_korrm4/S220/ng21.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/R8iDnxYQw8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/eij-OsyCQAk/s72-c/sunrise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986098720523977156.post-3347538053511283746</id><published>2008-02-26T14:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T14:51:29.758-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Warming up...</title><content type='html'>The first walk around Clear Lake was brutal on my calves and thighs. So to avoid the re-experience of sore muscles I've been in training... walking and running the hilly roads around the Mountain Of Attention Sanctuary in the late evenings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, down along Cache Creek, near the start of Loch Lomond Road, the moon stretched a shiny ribbon through the nearby swamps. The frogs were deafening. The land is powerful there, the natural energy of the area and its inhabitants irrepressible, vitalizing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're planning to participate in these Walkabouts I encourage you to prepare a little (or a LOT).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And warm up a bit before-hand (stretches etc)  and cool off gradually afterwards (gentle walking &amp;amp; more stretching).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986098720523977156-3347538053511283746?l=fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/3347538053511283746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/3347538053511283746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/02/warming-up.html' title='Warming up...'/><author><name>sutuate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03791511456315074326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJKBE_qr3DI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rQ_e_korrm4/S220/ng21.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986098720523977156.post-8121874870907062852</id><published>2008-02-26T14:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T14:36:41.947-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"animi mundus fidens"</title><content type='html'>"at heart, a world without fear"&lt;br /&gt;=========================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This Saturday, March 1&lt;/span&gt;, sunrise, the 2nd Fear-No-More Walkabout begins beneath Mount Konocti, overlooking the lake and islands below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The walk is open to anyone.&lt;/span&gt; For more info please see other posts in this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Clear Lake walkabout is about 75 miles long.&lt;/span&gt; The first day will probably conclude in the tiny lake village of Lucerne. The second leg will continue around the shores of Clear Lake to the previous day's starting point above Konocti Bay. You may join at any stage, and walk as long as you wish. You are invited to invoke, and carry, your own prayer for the walk, for the world, for Fear-No-More Zoo and whatever else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For the dawn start location,&lt;/span&gt; or info on joining up during the day please write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;People in South Africa, Australia and Europe&lt;/span&gt; will be doing the Fear-No-More Awareness Walkabout in their area.... others in North America will be walking too... March 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We walk for peace, healing and forgiveness among all people. &lt;/span&gt;We walk for the sake of our intelligent stewardship of all forms of life on earth, of all places and of all natural, and man-made, processes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Participate from afar. &lt;/span&gt;As some are already doing you can walk with us in your area, for an hour or so, or all day if you want. Please write so we can share ideas, experiences and stay connected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directly support Fear-No-More Zoo Awareness Walks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donate monthly to the support of Fear-No-More Zoo. (tax deductible)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. credit card, deducted monthly (automated &amp;amp; safe) --  just send us your info&lt;br /&gt;2. send monthly check to FNM Zoo, 12040 Seigler Springs Road, Middletown, CA 95461&lt;br /&gt;3. online: www.fearnomorezoo.org/getinvolved sign-up for a monthly subscription&lt;br /&gt;4. via monthly regional fiscal collections&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Stuart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986098720523977156-8121874870907062852?l=fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/8121874870907062852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/8121874870907062852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/02/animi-mundus-fidens.html' title='&quot;animi mundus fidens&quot;'/><author><name>sutuate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03791511456315074326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJKBE_qr3DI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rQ_e_korrm4/S220/ng21.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986098720523977156.post-1246015009503368615</id><published>2008-02-19T19:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T14:26:00.209-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monthly Walks 2008</title><content type='html'>Dear Friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first Awareness Walkabout for Fear-No-More, in January 2008, drew encouraging support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Awareness Walks for the Vision of Fear-No-More, for now, will be a monthly undertaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/R8iGVRYQw9I/AAAAAAAAABE/xdMZquQYaN8/s1600-h/Clear+Lake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/R8iGVRYQw9I/AAAAAAAAABE/xdMZquQYaN8/s200/Clear+Lake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172531872035554258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These Walkabouts will follow the shoreline of Clear Lake, the largest natural body of water in California. In choosing this route we offer our deepest respect to the peaceful Pomo people, ancient caretakers of these lands for many thousands of years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/R7uXZKg4DiI/AAAAAAAAAAc/5mlCFQzN4JE/s1600-h/Clear+Lake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/R7uXZKg4DiI/AAAAAAAAAAc/5mlCFQzN4JE/s200/Clear+Lake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168891455912545826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each monthly circumambulation of Clear Lake will be completed either in one solid 24 hour walk, or otherwise over two full days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walk as a prayer for the sake of all life; for gorillas, elephants, hummingbirds, algae, camels, children, all people, trees, the wind, and for the rivers, oceans, mountains and deserts. We walk in the prayer that non-humans will soon come to know a humanity of sanity, wisdom, love and understanding. And we walk in the prayer that humanity itself will soon locate a new wisdom for life based in feeling intelligence, integrity, pleasure and truth. Adi Da Samraj's Vision of Fear-No-More reaches beyond species, race, culture, religion, all borders, all differences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monthly Walkabouts will start at dawn with an invocatory prayer for "the sacredness of all beings, things and places".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read other posts in this blog-site for more info about these walks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone may participate in these Walkabouts, regardless of race, culture, religion, no religion, politics or general background. As long as the walkabout rules are observed and you are walking to help raise awareness for the need of a world free of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;unnecessary&lt;/span&gt; fear, you are welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is humble, human-scale, grass-roots outreaching of the Vision of Fear-No-More into the human field, a gift from Adi Da Samraj and all non-humans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Awareness Walk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Mission Statement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Our walks carry this simple message: "Fear-No-More".  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;can&lt;/span&gt; create a world free of unnecessary fear -- for all beings, things and places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walk for peace, healing and forgiveness among all people. We walk for the sake of humanity's stewardship of all forms of life on earth, of all places and of all natural, and man-made, processes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do these walks out of love for one another, human or otherwise. We walk for the sake of a deepening of ourselves, and in support of the emergence of a non-violent, peace-living, humanity "fearing-no-more". In a world so permeated with human fear, division, doubt, control and aggression may Fear-No-More spread far and wide, carried forward by abundant support and participation of all kinds, and may the world of many, and varied, beings always be Free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we walk we do so not knowing the results. We take everyone with us. Each step we make is for everyone who reads this, and for everyone who never will. This walk is for your animals at home, the spiders in your attic, the horse in your heart, for your family and friends and for life everywhere. We invite you to walk with us, in whatever ways you can. Together, despite the passings and difficulties we all endure, we can create a world of Fearing-No-More, and more, and more, and more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The intention of these walkabouts is to, ultimately, benefit all things, places and people, and to share with everyone a point of view that touches and enriches everything. The Vision, and processes, of Fear-No-More uniquely soften the life, and apparent differences, between all humans and non-humans, wherever they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking with intention and focus, beyond oneself, walking as an offering of oneself for others, rebalances the being toward a life of release, surrender, connectivity and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History provides ample examples of how a "mere walk” can change the course of history and touch people’s minds and hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In both settled and nomadic cultures the tradition of walking itself was an act of freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SECOND FEAR-NO-MORE AWARENESS WALK&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday March 1, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contact Stuart Camps (scamps@adidam.org) for more information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're outside Lake County but would like to participate, you can walk with us in your area, for an hour or so, or all day if you want. Please get in touch so we can share ideas, experiences and stay connected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Stuart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986098720523977156-1246015009503368615?l=fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/1246015009503368615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/1246015009503368615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/02/monthly-walks-2008.html' title='Monthly Walks 2008'/><author><name>sutuate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03791511456315074326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJKBE_qr3DI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rQ_e_korrm4/S220/ng21.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/R8iGVRYQw9I/AAAAAAAAABE/xdMZquQYaN8/s72-c/Clear+Lake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986098720523977156.post-8857948235008576436</id><published>2008-02-16T23:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T17:57:17.638-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Basic Walking Info</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who can walk?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear-No-More Awareness Walks are open to anyone moved to walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Code of conduct for walkers:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Respect for fellow walkers body, mind, soul and personal belongings&lt;br /&gt;• Respect for cars, bicycles, pedestrians, peoples' property&lt;br /&gt;• Be alcohol and drug free – a NO tolerance policy is in effect&lt;br /&gt;• No sexual harassment – a NO tolerance policy is in effect&lt;br /&gt;• No weapons of any kind (knives, guns, mace, pepper spray, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;• No littering of roadways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;• Walking with us is your own responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How can I get involved in my community?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Contact us for more information via scamps@adidam.org&lt;br /&gt;• Create /participate in a Fear-No-More Awareness Walk in your area&lt;br /&gt;• Make a financial contribution or in-kind gift to Fear-No-More&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Where do the "Clear Lake" walks begin from?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is still being decided. Contact us, or check back here soon....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What should I bring and wear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good walking shoes, socks, hat, sunblock &amp;amp; weather gear as needed. Bring your own water and food / snacks. Food and water are not provided. Walking with us is free. You are expected to cover all your own costs, and arrange your own transport to and from the walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Contact information&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;email: scamps@adidam.org&lt;br /&gt;ph: 707) 355-0638&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your contact info &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walkers should carry their own contact information and contact details of a relative or friend. People under 18 should bring a permission note from their parents or guardian.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986098720523977156-8857948235008576436?l=fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/8857948235008576436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/8857948235008576436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/02/basic-walking-info.html' title='Basic Walking Info'/><author><name>sutuate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03791511456315074326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJKBE_qr3DI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rQ_e_korrm4/S220/ng21.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986098720523977156.post-3707101018531397016</id><published>2008-02-16T22:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T22:47:33.971-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspiration Behind Fear-No-More Walkabouts</title><content type='html'>Please visit and read through these websites to learn about the birthplace for the Fear-No-More Awareness Walks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fearnomorezoo.org/"&gt;Fear-No-More Zoo &amp;amp; Gardens&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sacredcamelgardens.org/"&gt;Sacred Camel Gardens&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cameland.blogspot.com/"&gt;Camel&amp;amp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986098720523977156-3707101018531397016?l=fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/3707101018531397016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/3707101018531397016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/02/inspiration-behind-fear-no-more.html' title='Inspiration Behind Fear-No-More Walkabouts'/><author><name>sutuate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03791511456315074326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJKBE_qr3DI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rQ_e_korrm4/S220/ng21.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7986098720523977156.post-4441004274583683825</id><published>2008-02-16T22:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T17:52:48.432-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Longest Walk</title><content type='html'>On February 11, 2008 &lt;a href="http://www.sacredrun.org/"&gt;"The Longest Walk"&lt;/a&gt; commenced from San Francisco. They will take five months to cross the continent, concluding in Washington DC. Fear-No-More supports the efforts and intentions of those involved in The Longest Walk. We walk together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7986098720523977156-4441004274583683825?l=fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/4441004274583683825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7986098720523977156/posts/default/4441004274583683825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearnomoreworld.blogspot.com/2008/02/longest-walk.html' title='The Longest Walk'/><author><name>sutuate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03791511456315074326</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pg4Q7kwMqeE/SJKBE_qr3DI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rQ_e_korrm4/S220/ng21.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
