Yoga on The Labyrinth & Mountain

12/26/2025

- Circle of peace -

A circle of peace.
From its brilliant green
I receive a hope for the future.

A circle of peace.
In its ocean blue
I deepen my commitment to community.

A circle of peace.
In its sunlight orange
I collect energy for healing.

A circle of peace.
With its crimson red
I carry passion to engage.

A circle of peace.
In its full rainbow
we find wholeness of our work.

Libretto by Kaz

Photo: “Peace work together”
for Kyoto Peace Museum
by Kaz

12/26/2025

May joy find the way. 🕊️

11/05/2025

The Casper Mural Project is currently seeking applications for volunteers who wish to serve on the board.

10/29/2025

This is you. 🎈🎈🎈

10/28/2025

🚶🏼A high school in Maine has introduced “detention hikes," where students walk local trails as an alternative to being isolated in a room.

The initiative is already showing promising results, with students reporting better moods, fewer repeat offences, and even a newfound love for the outdoors.

10/13/2025

10/13/2025

This was written by Chief Dan George, in 1972..

"In the course of my lifetime I have lived in two distinct cultures. I was born into a culture that lived in communal houses. My grandfather’s house was eighty feet long. It was called a smoke house, and it stood down by the beach along the inlet. All my grandfather’s sons and their families lived in this dwelling. Their sleeping apartments were separated by blankets made of bull rush weeds, but one open fire in the middle served the cooking needs of all.

In houses like these, throughout the tribe, people learned to live with one another; learned to respect the rights of one another. And children shared the thoughts of the adult world and found themselves surrounded by aunts and uncles and cousins who loved them and did not threaten them. My father was born in such a house and learned from infancy how to love people and be at home with them.

And beyond this acceptance of one another there was a deep respect for everything in Nature that surrounded them. My father loved the Earth and all its creatures. The Earth was his second mother. The Earth and everything it contained was a gift from See-see-am… and the way to thank this Great Spirit was to use his gifts with respect.

This was the culture I was born into and for some years the only one I really knew or tasted. This is why I find it hard to accept many of the things I see around me.

I see people living in smoke houses hundreds of times bigger than the one I knew. But the people in one apartment do not even know the people in the next and care less about them.

It is also difficult for me to understand the deep hate that exists among people. It is hard to understand a culture that justifies the killing of millions in past wars, and it at this very moment preparing bombs to kill even greater numbers. It is hard for me to understand a culture that spends more on wars and weapons to kill, than it does on education and welfare to help and develop.

It is hard for me to understand a culture that not only hates and fights his brothers but even attacks Nature and abuses her. I see my white brothers going about blotting out Nature from his cities. I see him strip the hills bare, leaving ugly wounds on the face of mountains. I see him tearing things from the bosom of Mother Earth as though she were a monster, who refused to share her treasures with him. I see him throw poison in the waters, indifferent to the life he kills there; as he chokes the air with deadly fumes.

My white brother does many things well for he is more clever than my people but I wonder if he has ever really learned to love at all. Perhaps he only loves the things that are his own but never learned to love the things that are outside and beyond him. And this is, of course, not love at all, for man must love all creation or he will love none of it. Man must love fully or he will become the lowest of the animals. It is the power to love that makes him the greatest of them all… for he alone of all animals is capable of [a deeper] love.

Love is something you and I must have. We must have it because our spirit feeds upon it. We must have it because without it we become weak and faint. Without love our self esteem weakens. Without it our courage fails. Without love we can no longer look out confidently at the world. Instead we turn inwardly and begin to feed upon our own personalities and little by little we destroy ourselves.

You and I need the strength and joy that comes from knowing that we are loved. With it we are creative. With it we march tirelessly. With it, and with it alone, we are able to sacrifice for others.

I am afraid my culture has little to offer yours. But my culture did prize friendship and companionship. It did not look on privacy as a thing to be clung to, for privacy builds walls and walls promote distrust. My culture lived in big family communities, and from infancy people learned to live with others.

My culture did not prize the hoarding of private possessions, in fact, to hoard was a shameful thing to do among my people. The Indian looked on all things in Nature as belonging to him and he expected to share them with others and to take only what he needed.

Everyone likes to give as well as receive. No one wishes only to receive all the time. We have taken something from your culture… I wish you had taken something from our culture, for there were some beautiful and good things in it.

The only thing that can truly help us is genuine love.."

~Chief Dan George was a leader of the Tsleil-Waututh Nation as well as a beloved actor, musician, poet and author. He was born in North Vancouver in 1899 and died in 1981. This essay first appeared in the North Shore Free Press on March 1, 1972.

10/03/2025

The Wyoming State Board of Land Commissioners voted 3-2 on Thursday afternoon against renewing leases on the final two tracts of land held by Prism Logistics on Casper Mountain.

09/22/2025

A beautiful ode to the change in seasons. Today it is summer, tomorrow will be fall!

Who's ready?

09/21/2025

Today is the day! Peace One Day Broadcast, 21 September, 1pm BST.

Live streaming across the world at peaceoneday.org and on Social Media.

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