fashionRIP: Happy Trails

Sunday, July 20, 2014

Happy Trails

Hand painted, beaded, sequined and embroidered

Cowboy n Can can skrt detail

Yesterday, my Cowboy n Can Can skirt left in the tattooed arms of a happy excited young woman.This is the stuff of joy. She and her friend both got it -the skirt and the aesthetics.

While i m at it, thanks and kudos to the patient young man and the quixotic eared, charming pit bull who waited on the porch. He pitched in with some funds when the women came up a bit short. I suspect great mutuality here, the share and movement of resources that speaks to the next ideal.

I feel so good about people at these times and know we will make it through this irresponsible old quack paradigm. The wings are beginning to flutter.

While discussing fit and other measuring things we had a nice chat about the myths of western culture, especially those phallic obsessed Greeks and the dissing of the feminine. She -of the skirt- pointed me to the story of Zuess's birth and the destruction of the original feminine i suspect it relates to the "early tapes" that Carl Jung alludes to in the Fear of the Great Mother. I love putting these pieces together, seeing how they fit and why knowing it will free us from their tangled chains.

This is all heady stuff, moving towards this co-creative future, where no one gender needs to lord it over, manipulate or fear the "other." All power plays are fear activated no..? So feeling this "next' validated helps me stay on the path. Ha, like a pinball wizard, i see things light up when the ideas hit the right spots.

As this moving sale aligns with the reFashion Hub project, i get to easily segue and promote the newest phase of fashionRIP Project. Teachers, wanna be sewers, general good will huggers and interested "do something whens" are rolling in, changing tides.

The healing is on.

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Why it Matters

What's the matter with more and more fashion choices?

It sounds good; we love to be able to pick the perfect outfit. You wear it once or twice and then ....what was the real cost here?

Your time to shop and the money spent, not so much ....go a little deeper and consider the fiber source, the dyes and chemicals used, the health toll on the workers, the energy to run the machines, the transporting carbons...and now it just takes up closet space. But so what? It's been going on for-almost-ever and you didn't make the rules.

In fact we are told this is what a "healthy" economy looks like.

You will recycle it after all, give it to charity or your sister. This is more transportation and more release of those greenhouse gases. We are using a lot of our personal energy and the resources of this planet to make, use and dump "trash" Some rags, remnants and tawdry bits will molder for eons in landfills, as nature's microbial actions are hampered by our normalized, everyday toxic lifestyles.

This goes beyond dumps as the breakdown cycle that nourishes the life of this planet has been sorely challenged by GMO crops, fertilizers, pesticides, antimicrobials..RIGHT!!. All the "living better through chemistry" propaganda after WWI and II- AKA how to sell your "garbage," is our legacy. Well no more, not on my (our) watch, we are seeing things quite differently.

As we now carry 298 toxins in our bods that weren't there in the 1930s the toxic residues of normal are haunting us more and more. Ironic, no? Advanced is merely a word.

Go to the So Whats the Point blog in February for the numbers.

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Extinctions ...So What?

Life evolves, some species survive some don't. We like to allude to Darwin's "natural selection" or Herbert Spencer's "survival of the fittest" because we are so good at reproducing and taking over this planet and justifying that side of our natures. The fact that we are wiping out the food chain by destroying habitat, fouling air and water and generally behaving like arrogant, tinkering idiots, is called business as usual. .....Well I and others are no longer buying that "sell."

We are wising up to the idea that we too, are dependent on these resources. We too, are physically an organic species and we really don't know what little extinction will be the start of the chain reaction that collapses the structure that we too, are dependent on.

Is this the price we are willing to pay for a pair of plastic shoes?

I say no, that despite the focus on the physical, we are more. We are heart and soul, mind, body, spirit. We are born of stars and we can and will leap over this world view based in old, untrue beliefs led by a science of isolation and religions of patriarchal, hierarchical constructs (your basic dominating Dad- with self reflective rights to rule). It is time to come together and heal. To transition into our fuller expectations and open the new possibilities. We are born with genius...let us help each other get to where we all can shine.