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My chosen name is Mender. It is what I do. To the best of my ability I mend hearts. I am a green and silver old mother bear who has learned lessons about purpose, giving and the seasons in our lives. We may some day run out of seasons, but we will never run out of reasons or purpose. The planet needs drastic help. I have been an activist all my adult life. I am here to encourage others to drop their excuses and become better activists. I use my time and resources learning more effective ways to help the planet mend itself. I will continue to do this until I lose my ability to think. I am one of many old mother bears with passions for community work that started when I was a little kid and I am still the same little kid. The only significant difference is that I have developed my talents and abilities to interact with a lot of people in ways that have enabled me to learn about healing ourselves and one another. I am a coach. I mend people by giving them words, ideas and inspirations to live by. I have lived a very full and wild life. Wild in the good sense. Although I have been known to use "sailor talk" when I am very very mad, I have never been the law breaking vulgar kind of wild (unless you count the 4 years after my divorce as law-breaking & vulgar.)

Life is complex, and it is getting more complex by the hour. We and our loved ones are surrounded by difficulties. Our neighbors are involved in difficulties. We and our neighbors are all in the same leaky boat together, storms are raging all around us and the shoreline looks like it is on fire. We, in this boat, all need to step up to the task and do whatever it takes to fix the problems real quick.

Back in 1963 I had my first baby. That jarred me awake the minute I knew I was pregnant. I have been keeping up on science, social science, world economics and the political situation ever since. I have had some of the world's best teachers ... not very popular ones ... the popular ones are the ones who have been ruining the lives of the rest of us (as we well know). It is time to take back our lives, and help our neighbors take back theirs. This means new education, learning new ways to think, work, play, plan and share. The time to do all of this was 200 years ago, 100 years ago, 50 years ago. But the masses were too diluded by the media and big buisiness. So we were duped into supporting systems that destroyed people's lives. But it is a new world right now. And the internet is offering us all a chance to learn practical as well as spiritual ways to put things back together again. Rivers can heal, so can people and the economy. We cannot let the super rich keep us all down. There are far too many of us and we are not sheep, no matter what is said about being sheep. We have been people suffering from a coma, and we are now just starting to wake up. We need to pull together as we are most definately all One.
We are no more worthy of being spared from the pains of recession, depression, oppression, or suppression than our neighbors. Our neighbors are no more worthy than we. We have got to get these facts straight.
WE ARE OUR NEIGHBORS!!!!

We must all pull together, be fair, just, generous and truly helpful to individuals who are in need, we must ask them to examine their own ways to see if they are not trusting the wrong ideas and methods and people that We who still have roofs over our head, warm coats, blankets, clean water and food, and a warm place to bathe in once in awhile really could spare some time to ponder the global situation, the need to bring these things to the 75% of the people who do not have these things. We need to start to think and participate in ways to support local efforts to make life better for the disadvantaged people in our own neighborhoods. The ones we own our land rights to, our food rights to.... the ones who did the dirty, hard sweaty work and made our lives more comfortable than theirs! It is because of these people who can barely spare the time to learn what our cheap chemical laden foods and drinks are doing to harm them and their children, let alone earn enough money to buy the good, premium, truly nourishing foods that their brain and body needs in order to excel.

Whoops, I have to go now, phone is ringing, will finish this when I have a few moments....