I know we have to remember. … I remember when we had dreamers and they knew the water and its first songs, and I remember that the dreamers found water and medicine for the people. Nan okcha. All alive. Remember. – Linda Hogan (Solar Storms) Our hearts continue to break with the murder last week of George Floyd and the eruption of grief and rage throughout the country. We are reminded, daily, of the presence of indifference in Presidential leadership to suffering and an inability, or lack of desire, to help heal the nation [...]
Yesterday, June 30, was another day of Americans taking to the streets to show support for the immigrants detained, the babies in cages, for the protection of families. It was heartening and heartbreaking. "We care!" shouts my five year old grandson, Scout, as we walk. I worry caring will not be enough to shift the cruel course of this Administration. We are on a narrow path. And we must take action together. We stand at the threshold of tomorrow. "I want our voices to emerge with what we know to be true. We [...]
“If there is to be a change, it will come from us. Right here, where we stand. Women were always the story-givers, the memory keepers, the dreamers. Listen now to the land’s long dreaming. Do you see what it is dreaming? It’s dreaming you.” (Sharon Blackie, If Women Rose Rooted) https://amzn.to/2GuT3QZ Last week I was shaken, as most probably you were, by the news of yet another school shooting at Santa Fe High School in Texas. Heartsick, I questioned whether sending this post with a consultation offer was the right thing to do. [...]
In each moment the fire rages, it will burn away a hundred veils. And carry you a thousand steps toward your goal Rumi Many mornings this winter I was waking up between 3-5 a.m., with rushes of fear spreading across my collarbone and down the insides of my arms. I have hated it. And really resented being woken up so early, in the dark. I tried all the coping strategies I could think of: Prayer. Chants. Mantras. Swearing. Sometimes I would get up and read. Or [...]
Every morning I take my grandson to practice walking in the sand of the Marina, watching the dabbling ducks, Canadian geese, chortling pigeons, black and white stilts with their brilliant orange legs. Scout especially loves the pigeons. Perhaps it is the majestic sweeps they make overhead, or their constant cooing, or the magical iridescent colors of their neck feathers. Monday as we walked I found myself singing “When the moon is in the seventh house, and Jupiter aligns with Mars. Then peace will guide the planets and love will steer the stars. This [...]
Early this morning, I woke to the luminous full moon shining in my bedroom window. A circle of pinkish, pale green set it like a jewel, reflected in the feathery canopy of white clouds. My sleep interrupted, I was able to recall the last scene of dream I was having:A dark haired woman steps up to the microphone on the small raised platform. We are surprised she speaks for herself and doesn’t have a professional public relations representative. She is the wife of a race car driver, holding court off to one side [...]
https://vimeo.com/68106009 In this brief conversation with author and speaker Marilyn Steele, the spirit, energy and vision of feminine power and wisdom are evoked through music, images of nature, and words. Welcome to the viewer seeking inspiration and healing for self and the world. For those interested in a video of their own, contact Eric Pomert, Life Story Video Editor.