Picture yourself driving down the freeway at the height of rush hour and the pavement is simply a wall of cars, as far as the eye can see forward, and packed, side to side. You are the ambulance driver urgently, desperately trying to save the life of your patient in the back of your truck as you try to careen your way through the masses and get to your destination, your salvation; your patient's salvation.

     How does that feel? The pressure, the desperation, the intensity that all sits with you and whether you make it to your destination or not?

     That is me.  The earth is in dire need of emergency care and I feel like I have to get it there to the hospital  so I, we, all of us survive. Urgent-you bet it is. Anxious-you bet I am. Driven? Oh yeah....and in first gear. I take on too much sometimes and fall in exhaustion, but at least the first step is in progress.

     I AM AN ACTIVIST:   with a capital letter "A". Don't talk the talk, simply walk the walk. Want to know what is happening in the Congo? I can tell you, I maintain correspondence with those that live in the midst of the turmoil. The animal rights people who ran the last proposition 2 campaign in California know my name. Someone told me to go fly a kite, I learned how to fly a helicopter. Senators and representatives know my name. Yes, I want to see this earth live as I knew it when I grew up during the 60's, I was a "love child" and I still love the earth and it's natural beauty and plan to see it the same when I die and go to heaven. Where and when do we start?