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  Navajo National Monument Sunset
[32]January
12, 2010 
THIS MAGIC MOMENT, SO DIFFERENT AND SO
NEW...
   In April 2007, I traveled from Los
Angeles, California to Moab,
Utah. On the night before my arrival
in Moab, I stopped at Navajo
National Monument. There, they have
a free campground that sits high on a
west-facing ridge. That evening, the
sunset was beautiful. Far from the
nearest city, the quiet night soon
filled with stars.     Only a week
before, I had met Carrie,
at her home in Simi
Valley, CA. Now I was on the road,
heading to Moab, over 800 miles away.
Having met her only twice, I knew that
she was the woman I
had searched for all of my life.
This new relationship would last
forever, I believed. The only thing I
had not yet done was to tell Carrie that
I loved her.  
After reading for a while that night, I
felt lonely and alone, far from friends
and family. Since I was fifteen miles
off U.S. Highway 160, between Tuba City
and Kayenta, AZ, I assumed that there
would be no cellular telephone service.
To my surprise, a strong signal reached
my coach, perhaps from Tuba City. From
the 7200-foot elevation at Navajo
National Monument, there was a
sixty-mile sight-line to Tuba City, at
4960-foot elevation.    As soon as I saw
cellular reception on my mobile
telephone, I dialed Carrie. That night,
she was staying at the historic Santa
Maria Inn in Santa Maria, CA. We talked
for over an hour. I told her that I
loved her. She told me that she loved me
too, but as she did, the cellular
connection buzzed in my ear. Not knowing
what she had just said, I did not want
to ask, “What did you say?” 
  During the conversation, she invited
me to fly back to LA for my birthday, on
Cinco de Mayo weekend 2007. It was an
offer that I gladly accepted. Later, she
called me back and asked, “You did
hear me when I said, ‘I love you
too’, didn’t you?”
From that moment on, Sunset Campground
at Navajo National Monument became a
special place in my life.  
Two and one half years later, in October
2009, Carrie and I shared our first
sunset at that magical place. She and I
were traveling
from Moab, Utah to Casa
Carrie, in Simi Valley, CA. Leaving
Moab before noon; we arrived at Sunset
Campground about an hour before sundown.
That gave us time to prepare a toast to
that special place. Our wine that
evening was a Kokopelli
Vineyards Arizona Cabernet
Sauvignon.    As sunset fast
approached, we took our glasses out to
the rim of the campground. There, at
sunset in that beautiful place, I
proposed a toast. It was, “To our
Love”. Since Kokopelli
plays such a big part in the energies of
that area, we toasted to him, as well.
Soon, the sun dipped behind a large
cloudbank hovered on the western
horizon, many leagues away. Distances in
the Four Corners can be deceiving. There
is a sight-line from the monument to the
San
Francisco Peaks, ninety miles away.
For that reason, it was impossible to
know how far away the clouds really
were.   Although I had once experienced
an overcast sunset at that place, I had
not seen the sun set behind the clouds
from there. Perhaps because of a false
horizon and perhaps for reasons more
magical, our sunset lasted for longer
than expected.  
As we looked to the western sky, shades
of gold showered from the clouds above.
Looking like fiery red creatures, deep
red colors shone through many holes in
the cloudbank. Above the darkening
horizon, in clear sky the color of faded
turquoise, we saw splashes of golden
light. As we watched, coded
swoosh-dot-dash lights hovered above the
horizon. The brightness and intensity of
these celestial features were unlike any
clouds we had seen before.    As the
sunset slowly faded, the intense display
of light remained. For many minutes,
features in the cloud-cipher barely
changed. Whatever message it had to
impart, we had time to marvel at the
beauty of nature in that time and place.
Turning to Carrie, I said, “It
looks like Kokopelli in the sky, coming
to greet us and bless us in this sacred
place”. Pausing before she
replied, “It is a magical place.
Thank you for inviting me to share this
special place with you.” If it
were not for my need to keep taking
pictures, I might then have melted into
the sandstone of the ridge on which we
stood.   As
the sunset faded in the foreground, an
angel or cloud-being came to rest atop
Navajo
Mountain, over thirty miles away in
Southern Utah. At 10,385 feet, the peak
stood out against a darkening horizon.
Mimicking the shape of the mountain
below, the being’s arms rested
atop the pillow of air that separated
mist from rock.   As darkness closed
further around us, we turned again to
see our sky bound Kokopelli, still
shining, low in the western sky. Since
all good things must end, we turned to
face the final moments of our private
sunset. Golden light flowed across the
land, cloud beings rested atop nearby
peaks and Kokopelli showered sparks of
golden light before us. For both Carrie
and me, it was a magical moment.  
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 California Redwoods Elk Herd
[38]January
7, 2010 
APPRECIATE NATURE, FROM A DISTANCE
 In December 2009, I drove south on U.S.
Highway 101, known in far Northern
California as The
Redwood Highway. Near Davison Road,
in a spot called Berry Glenn, I
encountered a herd of Roosevelt
Elk. About twenty-in number, they
were migrating north along the far edge
of the highway. Since we were within Prairie
Creek Redwoods State Park and only a
mile from Redwood
National Park, I sensed that these
animals had never heard the sound of a
hunter’s rifle. Long before native
Yurok Indians made their way along
Redwood Creek, the distant ancestors of
these animals had walked this path.  
Since Roosevelt Elk are among the
largest of the deer family, I stayed
inside my vehicle, turned on my
emergency flashers and then paused to
take a few pictures. By the time I had
pulled off the road and stopped, the
bull who led this harem was hidden from
sight. The visible herd included only
females and juveniles. Where might the
bull linger? Was he hidden in the brush
along the highway? With a light drizzle
falling, the females, walking in pairs,
passed my open window. Although the
elusive males can weigh up to half a
ton, adult females easily top 600
pounds.  
Although traffic was light that weekday
afternoon, one driver came to a halt
behind me, leapt out of his car and
approached the herd while standing in
front of my vehicle. It was then that I
realized that a fight was brewing. A
lone female, haggard by age and weather,
protected the rear of the heard. By her
actions, it was clear to me that she
wanted no part of this human interloper.
In defiance, she planted all four hooves
in the center of the northbound lane and
bellowed repeated warnings at the
photographer.   Whether one is viewing
whales in the ocean or elk herds by the
road, the first rule of wildlife viewing
is, “Do not approach wild
animals”. According to Banff
National Park, Alberta, Canada, far
more humans are injured there by elk
than by bears.   When I realized that
this crazed looking cow was bellowing at
the man, I called to him and said,
“That animal is upset. She could
charge you at any time. You’d
better get away from there.”
Although he never looked at me or
acknowledged my presence, he did move
back behind my vehicle and then returned
to his car. As I departed the scene, I
kept my emergency flashers on as a
warning signal to approaching motorists.
Only when I was far from the action did
I breathe a sigh of relief.   As
I continued my drive, I recalled a time
in Yellowstone
National Park when I took a risk in
order to photograph an American Bison.
Parking my car near a spring fed meadow;
I spied a lone male bison grazing
perhaps fifty feet away. Wanting to get
the best picture possible, I walked
closer to the beast. As seen in the
accompanying photo, he was an adult
male, in the prime of his life. Standing
there, peacefully grazing in that
meadow, he was by far the largest animal
I had ever seen up close in nature. The
word, "formidable" came to mind. If you
break that word down, you get "form",
"id" and "able". Certainly, that bison
was an architype representing all three
concepts.   Almost imperceptibly, I saw
the bison turn his head tward me. Even
as a low grunt emanated from his throat,
I edged closer. After taking my picture,
I backed away slowly. At what still felt
like an unsafe distance, I turned and
walked more quickly towards my car. It
was then, with my back turned toward the
bison that my mind's eye opened, if only
to see him charging at me. If this were
true, it would be a close race to my
car. With a full ton of angry muscle and
bone hurtling toward me, I could easily
lose my concentration and composure.  
Short of breath when I reached my car, I
turned to look back at the bison. Still
pulling up clumps of fresh grass to eat,
the bison had not moved. At first,
thinking that he was a dumb animal, I
had trespassed across an unseen boundary
that demarcated his territory. That
summer afternoon, I had intruded into
his peaceful energy field.    Humans and
bison have had a continual, if distant
relationship with each other in
Yellowstone for almost two hundred
years. In that time, I believe that the
bison have found collective wisdom. As
almost two centuries have passed, the
Yellowstone bison herds have genetically
self-selected their gene pool in favor
of those who are indifferent to humans,
no matter how provocative or foolish
those humans may be.    In the future,
we see a time when humans shall remain
calm and respectful while in the
presence of nature. If so, that elusive
bull elk may elect to stand calmly in
the brush, rather than crashing out on
to The Redwood Highway and into the path
of an oncoming automobile. In honor of
humanity's future relationship with
nature, we believe that soon it shall be
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 A New Decade - The 2010's Begin
[44]January
5, 2010 
PREDICTIONS FOR THE FATE OF HUMANITY
 In late December 2009, I traveled on
U.S. Highway 101 south, from Port
Orford, Oregon to the San
Francisco Bay. That day, I chased a
storm that cleared to the east as I
drove through the redwoods
of Northern California. With the
2010-decade then only days away, a foggy
future in my mind mirrored the many
fogbanks I observed during my drive.
With fear running rampant on TV
cable news and the lips of many
people, what might the coming decade
bring?   On January 1, 2010, most people
who own a working timepiece and live in
contemporary world culture believed that
the day marked the beginning of both a
New Year and a new decade. It was time
for predictions, prognostications and
perhaps, some new personal resolutions. 
 Paraphrasing Abraham Lincoln at
Gettysburg, “Now we are engaged in
a great decade, testing whether this
Earth, or any Earth, so conceived and so
dedicated, can long endure”. If
you wish to know now how this story
ends, we cannot offer you satisfaction.
We can promise, however, that by the end
of this decade the fate of humanity
shall be clear.   The outcome need not
be apocalyptic, as the End of Days and
2012 Mayan Calendar doomsters seem to
agree. What they missed in their dire
predictions is the big joke that the
Mayan placed in their calendar. Unspoken
and unwritten, was knowledge that their
calendar indeed ended, but that the
continuum of a time-space reality here
on Earth did not. After their
calendar’s eons of noble service,
creating a new and equally accurate one
would be easy.  
As we embark on the 2010-decade with
20/10 myopia, can we expect to disembark
again in ten years with 20/20 insight
and enlightenment? As we begin the
2010’s, no one knows for sure. The
good news is that human
spiritual enlightenment has been
gaining ground in our world ever since
East met West.   Once a particular issue
gains enough momentum in human culture,
it can appear to be unstoppable.
Examples include fear of terrorism, the
rapid spread of Islam in the world or
the increasing frequency of terrorist
acts. Concentration on any or all of
those subjects will not help America and
Europe win the supposed war on terror.
Since the Jihadist mentality has had
several decades to fester, we will
continue to feel negative aspects of its
momentum for some time to come. 
 Whether Muslim, Jewish, Christian,
Buddhist, or none of the above, those of
us who fall on the side of peace and
tranquility can still change
this world for the better. Our
secret weapon in the war for peace is
the personal resolution. Picture a
Jihadist, praying to Allah at the close
of Ramadan. Pausing to welcome the New
Year, will he yearn both for self-love
and for the death to the infidel, or
non-believer? It cannot be. As mutually
exclusive concepts, self-love and
other-hatred cannot coexist in the same
human being.   Photographs of human
auras and of water molecules exposed to
meditation and loving contemplation
reveal brighter and more coherent
vibrational emanations than do control
samples. Thus, we might say that loving
thoughts
emanate energy that is a quantum
level higher than thoughts produced
during moments of fear, hatred or
self-loathing.  
 This year, if all lovers-of-life
resolve to approach their fellow humans
with love and compassion in their
hearts, they will create
enough positive energy to dampen
murderous thoughts in geographically
disparate populations. With the strength
and purity of its energy, love will
trump and void hate every time. Under
such a regimen, within ten years’
time, peace
could prevail among millions, if not
billions of humans who do not currently
enjoy it.   It is not whether we humans
win or lose our wars; but rather, how we
play the
game of love and life that shall
decide our fate. No single human can
reverse climate change or put an end to
poverty or war. Collectively, humanity
has the ability to do all of those
things and more. All it takes is
individual desire, coupled with the
resolve to complete the required
actions. These acts of goodness well may
distract us from fear, hate and
self-loathing. If so, ten years hence we
could wake up to a more peaceful world
and a healthy
Earth to support us.  
On the following day, as I completed my
drive, the energies of the sun
surrounded me. From Interstate I-5, four
miles north of Westley, California, I
observed cattle grazing on a green
hillside. Whether the visual effect came
from sunlight refracting through my
camera lens or something entirely
different, I cannot say. What I can say
is that a bubble
of new energy large enough to cover
that field shown before me on that day.
Smiling, I remembered that all is well
in the universe and in the little 3-D
world that we call our own.  
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 Moab - Could It Happen Here?
[50]December
29, 2009 
THAT SINKHOLE FEELING, AGAIN
 During a visit to the Intrepid
Potash - Moab, Utah website we were
pleased to see new safety related
information regarding the mining and
processing of potash (potassium
chloride) and salt (sodium chloride)
crystals at their Cane
Creek potash plant. In an earlier
article, we had criticized the
company for not providing holding ponds
designed to catch leaks or overflow from
settling ponds at a higher elevation.   
Their website now states that,
“the solar ponds are lined with
heavy vinyl to prevent
valuable brine from leaking into the
ground and the Colorado River. A series
of holding ponds have been constructed
to catch any spills and return
potassium-rich brine to the
ponds.” Whether these safety
features existed all along, or are
recent additions, we do not know. Either
way, Intrepid's release of more
information about their operation,
rather than less is laudable.   In the
event of a catastrophic failure at the
upper ponds, what percentage of the
brine might the holding ponds catch and
retain? With the continued absence of
information regarding holding pond
capacity, we can only guess and hope
that it is adequate. “Adequate for
what?” you might ask. We can think
of at least two scenarios in which a
catastrophic failure might test
Intrepid's holding pond design and
capacity.   
First is weather. What is the expected
level of water flow into the settling
ponds during a “one hundred year
flood”? What about the "one
thousand year flood"? In order to
determine the size of a one hundred or
one thousand year flood within the
Shafer Basin and Potash, researchers
must consider both historical data and
paleoflood
records.    Now that a drier
climate in the Four Corners region
is an established fact, we can expect
storm and flood activities to increase
in intensity, if not in number. Lack of
an historical record does not preclude
the formation of larger storms there in
the future. In that regard, we would not
be happy with a holding pond system that
provides less than full containment of
all settling pond brine.  
A second threat at the Cane Creek Plant
and its ponds results from the solution
mining of potash itself. The
Intrepid Potash - Moab Utah website
indicates that, “water from the
nearby Colorado River is pumped through
injection wells into the underground
mine. The water dissolves the potash
from layers buried approximately 3,000
feet below the surface.” Missing
from the company’s website is
information on injection well locations,
and their proximity to the fragile
holding ponds.   In order to understand
the importance of proximity, we need
look no further than the City of Carlsbad,
New Mexico. According to a recent Los
Angeles Times
article, New Mexico mines used a
solution-mining technique similar to
that of Intrepid, at Moab. Over the
years, six million cubic feet of brine
solution mining has been extracted from
a salt deposit located directly beneath
Carlsbad.   Although there has not
yet been a collapse at the Carlsbad
mine, in 2008 two similar mines north of
the city experienced catastrophic
failures. With the collapse of the
overlying rock, each of those mines
became a sinkhole four hundred feet
across and one hundred feet deep. Since
the mines operated within state and
federal guidelines, there does not
appear to be easy recourse against them.
The state and the mine operators can
simply call these unexpected events
“Acts of God” and then
proceed to disown any further liability.
 In the case of Carlsbad, New Mexico, a
collapse under the busiest intersection
in town is a real possibility. Rail
lines, an irrigation ditch and a mobile
home park are now under threat of
collapse. In the case of Intrepid Potash
– Moab, Utah, no one knows how
likely a catastrophic mine collapse
might be. In an event similar to the
Carlsbad scenario, might the solar ponds
disappear into a sinkhole? Worse yet,
could gravity cause the brine to cascade
downhill towards the holding ponds and
the Colorado River below?   
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