A human writes:

Some years ago, I spent many days and nights on the edge of Earth — Esalen.

Such a delicate balance existed — give & take, preserve & give up, community & solitude, dreams & manifestations, death & birth.

Never was it a resort with a division of servers and those served. It was, and hopefully will remain, a glorious experiment, wabi-sabi, muddy, messy, perfectly unfinished.

The operating structure felt seamless and quietly low key. Everyone, no matter the “role,” was giving & receiving.

I hope the wise elders are available to describe all this to those newbies who may be limited in their understanding of what would be lost if the delicate balance is lost.

A current Esalen community member writes:

In response to the question, “What can I and other friends of Esalen do for you, the community members who are there?” I offer the following suggestions.

As a seminarian, you can get in touch with the Office and express your concerns about what is happening here, and how it affects your plans to visit Esalen in the future. [+1-831-667-3003]

As a workshop leader, you can get in touch with your contacts in Esalen’s Programs Department and express your concerns about what’s happening here, and how it affects your plans for future presence here. [+1-831-667-3013]

Finally, if you are a donor, please get in touch with your contacts at Esalen’s Development Department (and with other donors you might know) and express your concerns about what’s happening, and how it affects your plans for future giving. [+1-831-667-3032]

Thank you for your support.

A Community Member Who Is Here

A human writes:

I agree with the idea of community demonstration. I also agree that the guest feedback is highly important. If anyone has objections to the way things are going, or objections to the misuse of donated funds, speak up now. Now is the time to let these people know just how much they have let you down by squandering the esteemed positions that they hold. This situation is an alarming microcosm of the outside world and the continuous dilemma of the few holding back the many, that permeates the rest of capitalist culture. Not that that is exclusive, but I thought we were trying to take the high road and set a better example of what could be.

An anonymous poet writes a call to action:

A Day with No Kale: A Prayer for the Esalen Community

No Kale. No towels. No sheets. No guards at the gate. No silverware. No clean tubs. No toilet paper, no flowers on the beds, no pancakes, no keys, no calls answered, no guest orientation, no tours, no midnight tubs, no staff, no revenue!

No cute occupy signs, no pleading letters from a place of disenfranchisement to Dad & Mom.

Instead,

A statement from a place of power, of the true depth of Divine Human Potential, saying “Yes!”

A walk out. A sit in. A real hot seat! Call the press, call the guests. No Kale!

Empowerment for the people, Great Spirit. To not be indentured servants on Murphy’s Farm, but free men and women.

If a day is not enough, than two, or three or five or 35! Whatever it takes to tip the financial calculation which is the only argument to which The Corporation Mind will listen. How many cancellations, how much bad press, how much chaos to equal the salary and benefits of the 3?

A prayer for a new relationship.

A prayer for a community that comes to know its true power.

To the human potential – guests, and community.

Aho Mitakuya Oyasin

A pixieish messenger appears in the wooded precipice beyond Porter’s Yurt and before turning into a pine cone spouts:

˙ƃuıɥʇʎɹǝʌǝ pɐǝɹ ƃuıʞɔnɟ puɐ ǝɹoʇsʞooq ǝɥʇ ɯoɹɟ lɐǝʇs

˙˙˙llɐq ǝɥʇ pǝddoɹp ʞɔıp puɐ ɥɔood ǝɥʇ pǝʍǝɹɔs zʇıɹɟ ǝɹǝɥʍ dn uǝʞɐʇ sɐɥ ʎʇıɔıuoɹɥɔuʎs ʇɐɥʇ ǝʌǝılǝq ı ˙ou ¿ʇı uı ǝʌǝılǝq ı op ¡ǝuo lɐɔıloqɐıp o `llıʞs snoıɹǝs ǝɯos sı ʇɐɥʇ ʍou ˙(ǝuo ʍǝu ǝɥʇ) ssɐ s’nɐʎ ɯɐs oʇ ǝzıƃolodɐ uns ǝɥʇ ƃuıssǝuʇıʍ ɟo uoıʇɐɯɹoɟsuɐɹʇ ǝɥʇ uı ɯıʍs oʇ ʇǝƃ p’ǝɥ puɐ suǝılɐ pɹnʇǝʌɐɔ ǝɥʇ ɯoɹɟ sǝssɐ ɹno ǝʌɐs plnoʍ (sʇnu ƃuıʞɔnɟ llɐ `ǝʌılɐ puɐ pɐǝp `ʍǝu puɐ plo) sǝıppnq sıɥ ɯoɹɟ suıɥdlop puɐ sǝʌlǝ ʇɐɥʇ ƃuıʇsnɹʇ `ɹǝıd ʇɹoɥs ɐ ɟɟo ʞlɐʍ ƃuol ɐ ǝʞɐʇ puɐ ɥsıɟ ɐ oʇuı ǝlɔʎɔıq ɐ ʇnd p’ǝɥ ¿op ʞɔıp plnoʍ ʇɐɥʍ ˙ʞɹǝɾ ǝlɔɹıɔ uoıʇɐʇıpǝɯ ɐ uı ƃuıʇʇıɥs llɐ ǝɹǝʍ noʎ ʎɐs p’ǝɥ ˙slɹǝd zʇıɹɟ pɐǝɹ ˙ƃuıʇɐɹʇsnɹɟ ¿uǝlɐsǝ sı ʇɐɥʍ

˙ɯǝʇsʎs ƃuıʞooq ǝɥʇ ƃuıʌɐɹq ɹoɟ ʇɐɥʇ uı pǝpnlɔuı ǝq oʇ ǝʞıl plnoʍ ı ”`sǝoɹǝɥ“ ʎɐs noʎ ɟı ˙ssɐ ɹnoʎ ʞɔıʞ oʇ ʎɹʇ llıʍ oɥʍ ʍouʞ ı ”sɯıʇɔıʌ“ ʎɐs noʎ ɟı ¿ʎǝɥʇ ǝɹɐ ʇɐɥʍ ¿ǝǝɹɥʇ uǝlɐsǝ ǝɥʇ ˙ƃuıdǝǝʞ sı ǝɥ ɥɔıɥʍ `ɹosıʌpɐ uɐ sɐ ǝloɹ sıɥ uı ʎnƃ ʇuǝɹǝɟɟıp ʎɹǝʌ ɐ s’ǝɥ ʇɐɥʇ pooƃ s’ʇı ˙ʎɹʇ oʇ ɯıɥ ɟo pǝıɟıɹɹǝʇ ooʇ ǝɹɐ ǝldoǝd ʇsoɯ ˙ʎɐʍ ʇɐɥʇ pǝʇɔɐɹʇxǝ ǝq ʇɥƃıɯ ploɥ `pǝǝpuı `sǝop ǝɥ ʇɐɥʇ ǝƃpǝlʍouʞ ɟo ɥʇlɐǝʍ ǝɥʇ sdɐɥɹǝd ˙ʇɥƃıɹ s’ǝɥ `sǝsɐɔ ǝɯos uı ˙˙˙˙sıɥ ʞɔns plnoɥs ǝuoʎɹǝʌǝ sʞuıɥʇ ɔıɹǝ ˙ʎɐs ll’ı llɐ s’ʇɐɥʇ puɐ `ǝnɹʇ sı ʇɐɥʇ ˙ʎlqıɹɹǝʇ uoıʇɔunɟ oʇ ɹǝɥ pǝpǝǝu ǝɹɐɯʇɥƃıu ɹǝʇndɯoɔ plo ɹǝɥʇǝƃoʇ pǝlqqoɔ ǝlqıɹɹǝʇ ǝɥʇ ¿uǝǝlɥʇɐʞ ˙qoɾ ǝɥʇ ɹoɟ ʇuǝɯɐɹǝdɯǝʇ ǝɥʇ ʇou sɐɥ puɐ `ɹǝƃɐuɐɯ ǝlqıɹɹǝʇ ɐ sɐʍ ǝɥ ˙ʇǝod lnɟɹǝpuoʍ ɐ sı lǝıuɐp ˙pǝʞɔunɟǝɹ ɹou `pǝsoddo ʎlɹǝdoɹd ǝq ʇouuɐɔ ʇı os puɐ ˙pǝsɹɐd ǝq ʇouuɐɔ ʇı ǝsnɐɔǝq ¿ʎɥʍ ˙snıuǝƃ lɐɔıloqɐıp ɟo ʞɹoʍ ɐ ǝq oʇ sɯǝǝs ƃuıɹnʇʞɔxnɟǝɹ ǝɥʇ

An anonymous workshop leader asks:

I’ve been coming to Esalen since 197_, mostly as a workshop leader. Though I’ve traveled around the globe, Esalen is my favorite place on earth and my spiritual home, and I have plans to be cremated there (though not for some time). I love Esalen and am always happy there.

Now, I feel sad and torn reading about the sorrow and conflict on the land. I am not going to be there until October to give my thoughts and energy to helping the situation. In the meantime, from here, what can I and other friends of Esalen do for you, the community members who are there? What do you want? How can we support you?

Sending love.