Church of the Good Earth 1963 and Beyond

I received an email from Chris this morning. He is well. They have been busy with their little piece of paradise. I really admire them. They live their life by their own terms and we are fortunate to be able to call them brother and sister. We can learn a lot from them.

 

Hey Ranger! Have a hug and an extra strong coffee!

 

We should go visit Chris, it just started snowing here!....lol

 

Hey Stacey.. helloooo.. good to see you here. I hope you are doing great.. we are we're moving right along and on cruise taking in the sights and enjoying life..

 

so where is he? Like the fly idea, will half to try it as soon as they start their invasion. Love you all...btw this is Rita, just found a old password that worked!

 

Hi Rita,

YaY!! you found it.. yippie!!

He was in the hall wandering around. I guess he couldn't find us.. I'm sure I left the light on and the door unlocked.. Well, we don't call him Spacey for nothin'

 

Words are a very complex form of communication containing, often, several meanings which can detract from the the one speaking or writing, but they are the best we have.
By now most of you probably know of Nailskeg, Scorpio Kenny & Ranger's efforts to create Religious Non-profit 501(C)3 entity,, an effort whose time is long over due. I've been in and out of touch for many years and fully appreciate their long and enduring efforts. As we enter the 21st Century it be4comes more and more apparent that The, as a group, need to claim our space in what seems to be an ever increasing chaotic America and world. As I understand it this process is still in the early stages of development and I hope all of us who care give this effort all the support it needs especially in members and finances when called upon.
It was said a long time ago in another cause, "These are the times that try people's soul," (not the exact same words, but the same enduring quality). Faith within the Spirit is the strongest weapon we have as secular humanism seeks to make us into mechanical beings. For myself I have great empathy for those who know no power greater than themselves, but I have no illusions about the threat to yours and my well-being. Collectivism, not to be confused with communism or the facade of Democratic Socialism. and the sharing of resources.
For those you who have come on the scene at later dates;The Church of the Good Earth is a concept of assimilation of any of the many complementarity organizations. As a concept it started in 1968 as an effort to become involved in the communal/collective movement happening in the Haight-Ashbury at that time. The evolution of The Good Earth did not happen over night and as time proved it was not totally unique. Unilateral efforts have been going on throughout history. From my point of view, somehow, that small group that came together in a small apt. on Filmore St. in San Francisco tapped into the Universal Consciousness.If there were any basic tenets they were the montras' of the times,"...peace, love, and good vibes---Love God and stay high (which was not necessarily drugs) although Lucy in the Sky might have had something to do with it. To complete a historical chronology of our development will take a lot more doing and is subject to interpretations of others. In fact the historical evolution of philosophy and religion/spirituality seems to be a necessity if we are to understand our place in the cosmos.
I end with a poem that that I am circulating and is contained in a collection of mine:

Generation Unto Generation


In the revival of the Kingdom
replenished
by the words of the prophets,
past and present,
the blood of truth
shall be spread among the chosen,

Chosen,
not to subdue in rancor,
but,
through the loving care
that lies within the promise,

Truth,
that often stumbles on the path
will not hide
forever.

The battle is ferocious.

Confusion
comes in many forms.
In words
that hiss
past gleaming teeth.
Behind smiles
that hide
hidden intent.

When all seems lost,
only then
will righteousness
be reborn.

Through the ages
the words
still ring
stay strong.
Tomorrow
may rest
with our sons and daughters'
yet
to be born.
s. k. Kever
All rights reserved.


Remember, the Godhead, your higher power, the Universal Consciousness is in your heart. Not in public display praying and beating your chest in public display, but in deeds that no one might see or know

 

Good to see you here brother. We've missed you. Welcome home.

 

It's something we need to do I agree. :coffee:

 

G'mornin' Ranger,
I see you are just *purring* along with your :coffee: and felines this a.m., you are even wearing your luau luau. You must either be in ceremony or you are just relaxing today.

Which ever , I hope it's purrfect and you enjoy it you old Tom Cat..lol

 

Great stuff you're puttin' out there Stacey. It was your's a a few others vision that lead to and built Church Of The Good Earth in the late 60s. It is befitting for you to give your interpretation of what it was all about. It is your story to tell and you tell it so well.

 

It has been brought up and I would enjoy hearing Steve's ideas on the subject of attracting the younger generations.

 

Hi my friends..... Just making a quick stop to say hello....!!! Lv sagdarel

 

I'm mostly trying to find a way to contribute to the cause. I have no money but I do know a few people.

 

Hey Stacey... We all love and think of you often.....!!!! Peace/love... Sagdarel

 

Good Mornin' Me darlins,

Tis' a cold and frosty one today. I actually just climbed out of bed. I must be terribly sick or something to stay in bed past sunup..lol

I've been very excited lately. My Boy is coming home for a visit, yeppers Jomie and his lovely lady Cindy will be here on the 11th.. I been getting their room ready.

It's the same room my g'daughter, her boy friend and Caden my g grand son. (I miss him to pieces) had been staying in that room and OMG what a mess they left. It's clean now by gum, but I will have to buy new sheets.

They rarely came out of that room. They ate, slept and and dumped all their carp all over the bed.. food stains, fingernail polish, burn holes.. yep new sheets for sure.

My empty nest will be feathered again. Oh Joy, Oh Joy, My Boy My Boy.. I get to huggle up my boy. It's been 5 yrs sense I've seen his smiling face, his bright blue eyes and hear his laughter fill the house with mirth and merriment.

I've only seen him twice in ten years, they live in Bismark ND.. Burrrr. He's all that's left from me, sense my precious Amy died in 2000. A mamma needs her babies like she needs to breath. Ever the mother hen, worrying over her chicklets.

It's a Beautiful Day The Sun is shinning brightly. The Birds are singing. There's coffee in the pot and a crackling fire in the fireplace. Hubilcious is watching Saturday's Old Westerns, his sky blue eyes shinning with a smile. All is good

I hope every ones feels as lovingly awesome as I do today.

Bright Blessings

 

Well, woman, what can I say? Delighted that good shit is happening in your neck of the woods!
Do you not use Skype? I chat with my brood regularly via Internet.
Keep enjoying your day! :seeya:

 

Alas' I do not have skype, nor a cam or mic. I use to have a cam, but it became a hassle way back when yahoo was big. It turned into a hunting ground and I was the prey. I did away with it for good reason.

I do have headphones so I don't blast hubby out with my music. He's a country boy, I like old rock and roll. I like some country music, He listens to Willie Nelson, whom I also adore, so we meet in the middle.

 

Special Note: I got a call Mike Bedel. His computer is out to lunch. I'm asked to tell everyone that, so that you don't have to wonder or worry. He doesn't know what to do about it, so, he doesn't know how long it will be until he can be back here.

Sends his Love to all!

Me too. Me too.

 

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