Wednesday, April 22, 2015

It Is Not Just Rivers That Lack a Voice–Government Does Not Listen to People Either

Yesterday, despite thousands of calls, letters, and petitions to Senators, the bill to permit fracking was passed in the Senate Appropriations Committee 13 to 6 with only a handful of comments on the amendments by the Senators, before permitting the shortest possible public comment period they could allow while still pretending that was part of the process, and no further debate.  This tactic was made possible by putting the fracking bill last, with only twenty minutes left in the last and final session and with most of those minutes taken up by reading the amendments.  A couple of Senators asked “questions” that honestly felt staged and rehearsed to me, especially in light of the responses they received. More citizens came for this bill than any other, and they had put in appearance slips at 10 am.  Clearly, the Senate Committee members were aware that people were there to speak about this bill and though many had driven great distances to speak and patiently waited all day, they were restricted to one minute or less to voice their concerns and the Sierra Club lobbyist was denied, ostensibly due to time constraints, from reading a passage from the bill that they likely did not want the public to hear.

For a long time, my position has been that the government is broken and I don’t want to have any part in it.  I am a very empathetic person and easily take in negative energy.  I suspected I would become physically ill if I entered into this arena and I was right, but boy was it worth seeing firsthand–despite how incredibly discouraged I am as a citizen.  I really believe that a Senate Hearing is a process everyone should attend once in his or her lifetime, so that you become aware just how your rights are being upheld or denied or whether you in fact have any.  Before I attended this hearing, I suspected with we live in a Corporatocracy and not a Democracy.  Now, I know this is most assuredly true and that it all boils down to the power of Big Oil, which often appears to be wielded through corruption, manipulation, and the stripping away of human rights, as well as the rights of landowners and the land itself.  I do not believe this is at all what our forefathers had in mind when they established our government and wrote the Constitution. 

At the last water rally I attended in Tallahassee, David Cullen, the Sierra Club lobbyist, told me that if I really followed through with my stance and gave up on the government, then I was totally abdicating my rights.  And let me just add, that he is a true gentleman and appears to be extremely respectful of the governmental process and must at least want to believe you can work within it to accomplish your goals or he likely wouldn’t work so hard at what he does.  He spends countless hours going through every bill and amendment in great detail, to make sure he understands the intent.  We need to applaud these people, because the way bills are often worded makes them difficult to understand without an interpreter and I frankly doubt if all the Senators understand what they are voting on either, especially when the people they are supposed to represent aren’t permitted to explain their objections and there is no time left for debate before the vote.  We are putting the future of our State in the hands of our elected representatives, so I think it is important to consider their qualifications, how deeply they study the bills, whether they engage in true debate that examines the consequences of their decisions, and whether they are free of undue influence.  After yesterday, I cannot honestly vouch for many of them.

Before we went back into the meeting after the noon recess, David’s wife told me she was happy I was there and that I should never give up my rights.  They might try to take them away, she added, but I shouldn’t abdicate them without a fight.  Yesterday my rights were taken away, as were the rights of all citizens in Florida who do not buy into the power of Big Oil.  The environment, I have known for a long while, is without rights in this State, but until yesterday I was unaware just how egregious the stripping of rights of Florida’s citizens truly has become.

There were many bills up for consideration, as this was the last day of these hearings.   The first bill had to do with the ending of the LIP program and the dire economic straits hospitals are in.  Ten minutes before I entered the hearing room, I learned my mother had experienced a transient stroke the night before and it had taken seven hours for her to get a bed in the ER because so many people without coverage were using it as a doctor’s office.   I was indeed convinced that keeping hospitals open was critical and applies to everyone, no matter what party they belong to.  Obviously, this was a worthy issue to consider and I could see why so many people had flooded the hearing room.  There clearly is no way that hospitals can close, or the health of the population will be even more threatened than it already is now.  People like my mother and the senators considering appropriating funds for hospitals might have a life-threatening emergency at any time and need to go to one. Hospitals aren’t just for the homeless or people on welfare, so they get support.  Yet fracking is just as serious an issue for the health of every person in this State no matter what party they belong to or how rich or poor, and the way this issue was handled in the Senate yesterday was appalling.

Merrillee Jipsom-Malwitz, of Our Santa Fe River, Inc. and Save our Suwannee, Inc., and I arrived a little before the session began at 10:00 in the morning.  She planned to speak and I had driven up with her to talk about her work on behalf of these two rivers and all she had been doing to educate the public about fracking.  The bill about closing the gap on Federal Lip money that was running out took the whole morning until recess to consider. When we returned, to the hearing room many other smaller bills pertaining to settlements, alimony, and other issues were voted on, so many in fact that before the water bill even came up, I had to go out and feed the parking meter.  While I was walking to the parking lot, I suddenly realized that they were going to address the fracking bill last, probably to leave little time to address it and in the hopes that many people had left by then.  No one in the hearing room seemed to have an agenda, just papers that had bill numbers on them that weren’t being followed in any order.   Discussion about the education bill went on for at least 45 minutes, even though the senators had conceded early on that they were going to have to continue their conversations later. I couldn’t help but wonder if there was intentional stalling going on.  There was a small pretense that comments were going to have to be restricted to get through the agenda, but that didn’t really happen until the fracking bill was up and then they got very serious about time limits.

Though I believe very strongly in the importance of education, women’s rights to alimony and support, especially when they try to re-enter the workplace in middle age like I have had to do, and compensating people when they have suffered wrongful harm, many of these issues could be revisited and remedied at a later date. Even the water quality bill keeps coming up for consideration on a yearly basis.  Standards can and are changed constantly, though albeit in Florida the changes often relax the law and make the standards less stringent (one water amendment voted upon stated water quality must now be seriously harmful and not just harmful, probably to protect Big Sugar) but that is another issue.  

The problem with the fracking bill is that if it gets enacted and oil companies begin drilling, there is no way the damage can be undone.  It will be too late.  For something of such serious magnitude, did this not deserve more than twenty minutes–especially since so many of those minutes had to be spent reading amendments and not examining the overarching issue of fracking or debating whether it should be allowed at all?  Why was this issue being silenced, and why was it only being considered in a Senate Appropriations Committee?  The severity of the impacts of fracking are beyond monetary, as the waste from it can never in fact be cleaned up no matter how much money you throw at it.  The argument supporters of this bad bill frequently use is that any regulation is better than no regulation.  Unfortunately, that presupposes allowing fracking in the first place and it is way too dangerous for many reasons citizens tried to spell out that were either not allowed to be voiced or were given short shrift.   Senator Joyner withdrew several amendments that would have made fracking difficult or impossible with little explanation.  Senator Dean was not there to discuss his amendment that proposed a moratorium on drilling until testing was complete.  From what I had observed all day, the fracking bill was being handled in a very different and strange way.

Senator Negron did ask if under the new amendments fracking would be more or less safe, but this only provided an opportunity for Senator Richter to use the fallacious argument spelled out above.  The Senator Latvala chimed in that he too had received lots of calls from his area and asked for some reassurance from the DEP that it was a good bill.  Shockingly, Ms. Cobb from the DEP came up to the podium and said with a big smile, “It is a good bill.”  That was it.  What her grounds were for considering this a good bill she clearly did not feel she was being asked to specify, nor did she appear to feel it was necessary for the people in the room to know.  Her smile alone should have reassured us all.  I was frankly very offended and the thought came to me that the DEP no longer deserves to have the P in its name, because it is clearly not protecting the environment, at least in Florida.  Only one Senator, Senator Montford, said that he felt the bill deserved more time to be analyzed and that he would like to have questions answered and the bill and amendments explained in more detail.  He represents many of the counties where fracking could take place, including Leon County, the very location of our State Capitol.  Of course, there was no time for that.

Here are some of the issues Senator Montford and the rest of us should have been allowed to hear, and these are just the ones I have learned about:

1)   The type of fracking to be used in Florida is much more dangerous than typical fracking, and will require 10 to 20% acidizing versus 1%.  With the limestone geology of our state, which is essentially already naturally fracked because of its porous nature, EPA records show that injected fluids might migrate and surface, especially in improperly plugged wells from the 1940s.
2)   We do not want these chemicals to ever come in contact with our water supply.  It is known that high levels of toxic benzene are found in fracking wastewater.   Exposure to benzene will make everyone very ill, no matter what party affiliation they have.  Ray Bellamy and Ron Saff, both from Physicians for Social Responsibility, were there to explain all the health issues that would ensue, although they too were cut short.  To make matters worse many of the chemicals in fracking wastewater are considered proprietary and there is a huge screen of confidentiality about exactly what would be released, even though these chemicals could end up in our water supply.  Once we become ill, we would not be able to get into the wells to find out from what.
3)   For the first time in human history, we are essentially taking water completely out of the hydrological cycle.  Fracking wastewater is so toxic that it has to be injected deep into the earth.  It cannot be cleaned up.  Even if the wells were never to fail, which is highly unlikely give how frequently wells, contamination ponds, pipelines etc. have failed since the oil industry began, fracking would still be reducing our water supply and as the world is running out of water and more serious wars will erupt over that than over oil, this does not seem wise at all.  In California, fracking uses 82 billion gallons of water a year, which is enough supply for the populations of San Diego and San Francisco for an entire year, according to a recent article in The Washington Post.  In Florida, we are already draining the aquifer at an alarming rate and we are simultaneously suffering the effects of saltwater intrusion, which will only get worse.  In fact, I have been told the springs will not last my lifetime.
4)   Not all the wastewater ends up in injection wells.  Some of it still comes up as back flow and that water is likely quite toxic too. 
5)   Many landowners do not own the mineral rights on their property.  If you don’t and the oil companies discover you have oil, they can drill on your property.  Additionally if they drill within ½ mile of your property, your well water supply will likely be contaminated and your property values are going to go down. 
6)   If Big Oil is allowed to extract all the oil in its reserves, the planet will become uninhabitable from pollution and the effects of climate change.  Wall Street analysts are aware that oil stocks are seriously overvalued for this reason, but this is something Big Oil absolutely does not want us to know.

These are very serious issues that the very survival of the planet and the human species revolves around.  No wonder the whole atmosphere of the hearing room changed when the fracking bill finally made it to the floor.  Right before it was announced, I noticed the Senators’ gazes becoming more intense and people standing at the sides of the room began puffing their suits.  It was as if their body language indicated a flexing of muscles designed to keep the citizens in order and make sure this bill made it swiftly through at all costs, despite the wishes of the public.  I had to wonder how many people in this room had been paid off in one way or another.


I am not an angry person and consider myself an advocate and not an activist.  Making it through this day required all my inner strength and grace and repeated consideration of how the Dalai Lama might handle being in this space.  I am so grateful to Dave Cullen, Merrillee Malwitz-Jipson, Ray Bellamy, Ron Saff, Amalie Datz,  John and Gale Dickert, Karen Dwyer, and the countless others who have either appeared at these hearings, or organized virtual events.  They do their very best to educate the public and ensure that our voices are heard and the repeatedly go back into the fire over and over again.  The time is now to band together and start from the bottom up to create change on all levels: our dependence on energy, who we elect, the way the political system functions, all of it.  Sadly, the system is even more broken than I anticipated it would be, and that breaks my heart when I think of the earth, my children, and future generations for as long as there are any.

Tuesday, September 3, 2013

My Friend Sally’s Greatest Teacher and Why I Believe Nature is Worth Preserving


Endurance ©Lynne Buchanan

View towards Heaven ©Lynne Buchanan

Broken Heart ©Lynne Buchanan

Sally's Tree ©Lynne Buchanan

I recently visited my friend Sally, a wonderful woman whose path I was fortunate enough to cross in Scotland and who invited me to stay with her on my way west.  While I was there, she asked me if I wanted to meet her greatest teacher.  Of course, I said yes.  We went out into the yard and she showed me this unbelievable pear tree.  She calls it Le Pere, the French word for father, because of all the wisdom it has imparted to her.  As we walked around the tree, she showed me where the tree had to be cut back after Andrew, spoke of the damage caused by Katrina, and then mentioned the devastation wrought by Isaac.  Those were just the big ones, she said.  The tree survived several other hurricanes with minimal harm.  Le Pere was one of a pair of pear trees that were on Sally’s property when she bought the house.  A Cajun man told her that both trees would die, because that’s what pear trees do when their caretakers die or move on.  In fact, one of the trees did die soon after, but Le Pere did not give up.  After Isaac, Sally thought that Le Pere was going to go too.  Then she said the tree spoke to her and asked her to clean out the rot filling the cavity that was hollowed out from all the damage.  Sally cleaned and cleaned that cavity, though she had no experience in rehabilitating trees.  The tree slowly began to revive and this year there is a lot of new growth.  Miraculously the tree still bears fruit.

As I spent time with this tree, I was so impressed with its energy and perseverance and willingness to offer its gifts of fruit to the world despite all it has suffered.  The tree was like a metaphor for the earth.  Our planet has been harmed in countless ways.  Do we just ignore what is happening and let it rot more?  Should we let the injuries fester and kill any remaining life?  Or do we step up to the call and begin working to clean out all the gunk, the dirty energy that is wreaking havoc on ecosystems and causing the waters to rise and fires to burn.  Our planet is so miraculous and there is much it can do to heal itself, if we just get out of the way and stop interfering by unnecessarily polluting it with fossil fuels, fertilizers, and other pollutants. 

When Sally worked to heal the tree, it was also healing her.  I sensed that from all the healing I received by just being in the presence of this wonderful manifestation of being.  Working with nature brings us all into greater balance.  We find our right relationship with the universe and whatever we give to the earth it gives back to us.  Please join me in honoring Le Pere by finding ways to help clean out the rot in your own backyard and ask nature what you can do to help heal within and without...


Monday, August 5, 2013

Recharging at Robinson Preserve and Why We Need to Help Step the Tide of Climate Change






Wayne Taking in the Sunset (photograph made with the iPhone and the Schneider wide angle lens) and Quirky Tree Pointing the Way, Robinson Preserve (photograph made with the Nikon D700)
© Lynne Buchanan, All Rights Reserved, Watermarked by Digimarc

These photographs were taken on a recent expedition from Robinson Preserve, a beautiful area in Manatee County where residents can launch kayaks, walk, ride bicycles, fish, and otherwise commune with the nature after a hectic day.  I was stunned to find such a beautiful and pristine setting so close to downtown Bradenton.  After paddling through areas with mangroves and birds, we reached the place where the Manatee River merges with the bay.   You can see the iconic Sunshine Skyway Bridge in one direction all the way to Ana Maria Island in the other.  It was so peaceful and quiet and the vista was so broad and expansive.  The water was very shallow though the sandbars were still submerged, so we got out and walked our boats to travel further along the coastline.  Immersed in this setting, it felt as if the whole universe was before us full of potential and devoid of problems.  I looked over at my friend Wayne in the light and watched him take it all in, recharging himself from all his cares.  It wasn't hard to figure out why he also said yes to becoming a Global Climate Reality Leader.

On the way out, I had noticed this quirky tree and was captivated by it's charming, crooked way of being, standing there above all the other trees, in such a non-ordinary way.  I didn't stop to photograph it on the way out since I had arrived late and knew we were heading to the bay, but I made a mental note of how unusual it was and thanked it for being.  On the way back to the launch, I was rewarded by this incredible view of the tree in sky just after the sun had set.  I loved how the arc of the tree seemed to carry through in the wisp of white clouds, and the way it was framed by the orange sky and blue clouds.  There was so much movement and stillness at the same time, all held together in that precious moment by the complimentary colors nature had painted across the sky.  This was the kind of scene that spoke to me.  We each had our feast and were ready to return to shore, renewed and ready to face another day.

There is a reason places like this exist and a reason they are called preserves.  Cities make conscious decisions to ensure the continued existence of green spaces and natural environments for their citizens because they are aware of how beneficial it is for people to take time out and recharge, so they can be better citizens of the planet.  As climate change is becoming more severe every day, we have to extend our thinking beyond preserving little areas of nature to preserving the whole natural world. Climate change brought about by carbon pollution and other human induced factors is threatening the earth.  The rise in sea level is an imminent threat to our beautiful coastlines in Florida and is creating a myriad of problems that will affect the entire state.  The letters so many people, even those with inland homes, have been receiving about drastic hurricane increases is evidence of this already.  Spending time in nature in my home state helps open my eyes to the value of all life, and every time I am given the opportunity to appreciate such moments I am deeply grateful.  This gratitude makes me want to help preserve what I love, so this beautiful coastline will continue to exist for years to come.

Friday, August 2, 2013

Why I Decided to Become a Climate Reality Leader


My favorite childhood story was The Story of Ferdinand about the bull in Spain who preferred to sit under the cork tree smelling flowers than fighting the other bulls.  I was drawn to the simplicity and peace of his life and his connection with nature.  One day he gets stung by a bee and begins hopping around.  Unfortunately for him, this happens exactly when the matadors, on a search for the fiercest bull in the countryside, pass by him.  Staying true to his nature, he refuses to fight when he gets to the bullring in Madrid.  Instead he smells the flowers on the women's hats.  They have no choice but to return him to the countryside, where he spends the rest of his days happily under his favorite tree.

Though I have always loved this story, I have not always possessed Ferdinand's acceptance of himself and his ability to prevent outside forces from affecting his self-image.  My shyness as a child made me feel different from the other children and, until recently, I always felt I was missing something important that everyone else had, which was confidence.  This led to a sense of unworthiness and a nagging question as to why anyone should listen to me about anything.  I lost my voice and when I lost my voice, I let go of my dreams.  I worked for other people doing jobs that didn't always matter to me just to be safe, and I forgot about Ferdinand.

When I had my three children, I remembered the importance of dreams.  I wanted them to live happily on this beautiful planet and feel free to be themselves and follow their own callings.  I read them The Story of Ferdinand and I began to remember.  I spoke up for them and in doing so I regained some of my voice.  Though their worthiness was abundantly clear to me, I still did not feel worthy.  I was not yet able to reclaim my power to manifest a better reality for myself.

When the youngest of my three children entered high school, I realized there would be a big void in my life unless I found what really made me come alive.  I started yoga teacher training to learn to shift my consciousness and find my purpose in life.  Two and a half years ago, after a weekend of yoga in Miami with John Friend during which he told us it was going to be the year we all turned off our critical voices and opened ourselves to our creative power within, I attended a photography workshop with Clyde Butcher and Jeff Ripple in Big Cypress.  They told us to walk into nature with our arms open orienting from our hearts.  We were supposed to feel our spiritual connection with nature first and then express it through our photography.  This fit with the yoga philosophy I was learning perfectly.  I immediately sensed my place as one being in the interconnected web of life, with no more or less importance.  I felt like I belonged in this world, as if I had finally come home.

As I looked through my viewfinder, I did not feel I was taking photographs or shooting anything when I pressed the button.  Nature and I were co-creating images together.  Fully immersed in my environment, I recognized the divine beauty before my eyes and eventually, I recognized I must have a piece of that divinity in me.  Nature made me whole again.  Through yoga and photography, I rediscovered the childlike joy and contentment that is experienced when we are fully present on this earth.  I was happy being like Ferdinand just smelling the flowers.

Then last summer, I signed up for John Fielder's wildflower workshop in Crested Butte, the wildflower capital of Colorado.  When I got there, I discovered there were no wildflowers.  All that was growing in the fields that are usually carpeted with wildflowers was fireweed.  Only if you hiked very high in the mountains was it possible to find any wildflowers, but not at the lower elevations the groups visit.  That same summer my beloved trees began burning in Colorado and New Mexico and the fires are common occurrences now as we saw throughout the southwest in recent months.  My heart goes out to the families of the firefighters in Arizona whose lives were lost.  To think that my nephew has become a fire fighter makes me worry for his safety in this world we live in now.

I can't sit on the sidelines doing nothing about climate change anymore.  It is no longer a question of whether my grandchildren will be able to appreciate the trees and flowers I love so much and which are so vital to our psychological health.  The natural world my children, my parents, and I inhabit is in serious danger and as Florida residents we know how real this danger is every time hurricane season begins.  My newly discovered calling is being threatened and it has taken my whole life to find.  I cannot let this happen without taking action, despite being a lifelong pacifist like Ferdinand.  When Betsey Downing, a fellow yoga teacher and mentor, suggested I join her at the Climate Reality Project training, I did not think twice.

As I move forward along my path in life, I will strive to always be mindful of ways to help save the planet.  It is important to me that my conversations about climate change be heartfelt and respectful.  My hope is to engage everyone I come in contact with in a non-divisive manner, so we can work together to save this beautiful earth, the only home we have.  I know this is what Ferdinand would do if he thought his favorite tree and flowers were in danger and he was going to lose his special place in nature.