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queen punky from punkyistan
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meet dara marie carl or punky short for punkyistan an imaginary country of which she is the ruler and i am her humble prime minister that makes us the first 2 punkyistani's and if you like the values of punkyistan please feel free to raise your children as punkyistani's.
we are deeply compassionate, and the first word a punkyistani will learn to speak is HAPPY , we believe in doing no harm to children and are fiercely anti war and weapons, no harm to places which makes us strong stewards of the envirornment HAPPY is our currency so our first queen punky is in my care while parents are busy with all the busy stuff that parents have do so quickly i had to conjure up a methodology which would work i put on my most silly colorful socks and would put them in front of queen punky when she was about 4 months old and move my feet back and forth and say happy feet, happy feet and did this as often as possible punky one day at about six months grabbed my foot her loyal prime minister and would not let go she became the pace setter and as i moved my foot with her hands holding it tightly we would go happy feet happy feet gurgling and laughing at age 1year out of the blue she says HAPPY…not mama not papa but a very clear HAPPY…..by age 14 months she had become the next teacher by adding feet…..HAPPY feet our queen is now 20 months old and has a 3 month old brother damir or punkoo and she has started doing HAPPY feet with him including picking up his little feet jiggling them around and saying HAPPY feet as we believe in not doing any harm to children she is a little behind on that and occasionally smacks damir/punkoo…but the prime minister is working on the compassion part..i think she finds punkoo a bit of an intrusion into her kingdom so you have the methodology find a child teach them to say HAPPY and you are set towards becoming a punkyistani you can watch the happy feet video on tube boonachepresents HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY….the new paradigm enjoy boona United Nations year of yoga if you have boombin and lama then you know that this is one of the plates dara and damir…..my little friends….someone said to me the other day when seeing me in the park "where there is boona there are kids"
i thought about that and realized how true that has been in my life and how much happiness all of them have brought me ..then of course if you don't want to end up in an old peoples home raise a lot of kids and one of them might be the one who will carry me around in a back pack…just this year 3 candidates were born isiah,damir and little mika to say if you get the opportunity to support and raise kids doesn't really matter whose do it ….. last week i got the news that anthony had died in a car crash in richmond…last year at this time of the year my nephew was killed by gun shot age 21 in arizona…5 years ago another nephew died at age 18 in india in a hospital….my son died by suicide at age 33 in berkeley knowing what it feels like to loose a child i know the beat of these mothers hearts will never beat the same way again, that this mind, body, soul and spirit is forever transformed and we look and feel the universe differently i feel that i was lucky to have found my son's body and not heard through a phone call from the police department or a passenger in the car or a relative.....the immediacy of seeing and holding the body still warm and not bloodied gave me a moments relief in which i walked with my sons spirit for a moment to the other side and then was struck by the universality of a mothers pain after gracefully seeing everyone else who was impacted on their healing process i went mad as did my cousin and as i am sure at some point does every mother unfortunately those who surround us have yet to learn that special compassion needs to exist where there is no further violence committed against the mother atry to not add more grief or pour salt on open wounds..expect us back at work, in the community, doing what we did before in the same way at the moment that any one of our young in this community die millions of mothers around the world at that moment are also losing their children to war, starvation, murder, sexual violence…knowing this only gave me a moments relief but since that time I've developed a very special compassion for women with children and in my daily prayers create the intention where war will leave us, there will be plenty of food for our children and guns will be removed from civilians ….i would be hallucinating to believe that all wars will end an unexpected or expected death of a child and the emotions, thoughts and behaviors of the mother in the aftermath cannot just be explained away as 'its the worst thing that could happen"……its in reality the most complex of any human experience while laced with devastation of spirit there is also a deepening of spirituality and an understanding of death itself and an ability to comfort and care for children still living enhanced…a special kindness that was perhaps not there before in me it created the ability to love and raise children honoring their life breath, their very presence amongst us which makes our world more joyful any one of us can loose a child at any moment ……so why not learn from women who have lost children and try and create a non-violent world of course accidents happen, natural disasters take life but there is so much more we can do to make this world a friendlier place for our young, a safer place, simply a more compassionate place, we can use gentler speech, remove physical punishment, intervene when we see violence committed towards our children in school, in parks, in stores and that we hold the mothers who have lost a child just a little more gently, that we expect that they are now different and in some way blessed by the very loss that made them go crazy ...lama is full of silliness and playfulness and believes sometimes hurt needs to balance with happiness.
- from boombin and lama, a book by boona cheema get your copy at amazon.com ika palaku that's oopsy doopsy in bearnese....i forgot the globe! i will come back to the village to how my trees are doing and if the farm-fish are selling well and chase those chickens. (from boombin and lama by boona cheema illustrated by damon guthrie)
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i am in a village in india with a tibetan lama and the bins outside the house look exactly the same. paper, compost, cans, plastics; all separated! the plastic water bottles are used for everything; storing water, gasoline, oil. these people are very resourceful.... boombin and lama: a story of friendship, investigation and adventure by boona cheema, illustrated by damon guthrie - availible at www.amazon.com |
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