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Grace's Drawing Room

Grace is not the rather loose reputed love of choice after natural laws of Earth's justice have been primally satisfied. Nor is Mercy, her sister, a gratuitous co-passionate remainder, icing on the after thought of justice cake, after having had Her revengeful way for sins of our enslaving Fathers. Rather, Earth's nature-spirit laws for protecting nutritional rights and equity are the evolving justice of last resort when intrinsic co-empathic trusting grace has been rejected too often already within some enculturing string of incarnation, some identity we might and could love as life itself. The primary health role of nature's nutritional law, protection against toxins, security from anthrosupremacist injustice, absence of co-empathic trust as presence of co-immunity, is to support, push-back TrimTab effective, yet not over-reactive, toward full development of rich sustainable multigenerational relationships, political and economic. As a materialistic, yet healthy-social, species, we have spent far too much energy on advocating the transfer of just political relations, rather than justly cooperative and inclusive economic co-ownership, co-empathic gratitude through listening to and with suffering oppressed fractured people stories speaking to our own embryonic voices within advocating for future generations of species. When our relationship with EarthTribe's Commons is more about protection from material harm than loving sustained healthy relationships rooted in natural-physical, material organic empathic gratitude, then we are significantly outside the comfort range of thermodynamic balance, co-arising trust, where Grace deteriorates into BadKarma as decomposition informs gratitude's re-incarnate potential, Grace's room for further transgenerationally healthy growth.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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