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Summer has arrived in the Northern Hemisphere and the heat with it. In the Southern Hemisphere winter is making itself known as the shortest day of the year is expressed in the late rising and early setting of the sun heralding a long dark night ahead. When I am today the temps are pushing 100 degrees with dry hot air. Such is the welcoming for this powerful Summer Solstice celebration!

In places near and far there are gatherings to celebrate and honor yet another cycle of nature. Tonight, along with a couple of friends, we will gather with others to drum and sing in the pleasant night air. Such will be a finale of sorts to a very powerful weekend retreat and for me the end four weeks of very intense, sometimes challenging, often joyful and definitely self-expanding experiences. And it is because of all this that I have been rather neglectful of postings, in fact, writer’s block was such that my mind could only see a blank page most of the time. Let’s hope this is at an end!

The Earth Spirit Vision Quest Retreat was a wonderful experience for me to once again facilitate. From Friday to Sunday thirteen sojourners –  6 women and 7 men sort the Vision. To have more men than women participating was a profound affirmation and honor. The men were from quite different backgrounds and social standings, as were the women, yet all joined, shared and learned about varying perceptions and science on 5th Dimension Mysticism, space and time collapsing as it relates to everyday life, the meaning and energy changes from walking a labyrinth, new ways of looking at health issues, spirit world, ancient teachings and the personal experience of Sound and Energy Healing. Profound transformations were witnessed and acknowledged in the finality of the Vision Quest. (If you are interested in hosting a retreat weekend please email for more information.)

The week prior, I had spent helping a friend make with hands and feet, a quantity of sacred wool felts. And as I had learned from my previous experience of doing and sharing the work, one can go through a huge gamut of feelings and expressions on all levels while working the wool. Automated processes and industrialization has taken this “gift” out of so much of today’s product productions. Besides creating beautiful textiles, objects, clothing and living commodities, the people of ancient and indigenous cultures knew that personal involvement in the process was as important to the village or family’s health and wealth as the products created. Our per se “modern industrialized and material societies” do not afford that and this is OUR COLLECTIVE LOSS!

(Ice fishing at Castle Lake, CA – June 7, 2011)

As I don’t have and have not had a television for quite a few years, during occasional stays in a hotel or every now and then I look through The Huffington Post online to see if the world is still there and what it is doing!

From this detached place it all pretty much strikes me as the same continuing Soap Opera, just a change of actors and scene settings. The political scene, upcoming election drive, corruption, scandals, financial games large and small, government hiding, war mongering and terrorism threats, continual lack of everything to make life acceptable, violent scenarios and movies foretelling our end have not changed in years and years and years. Do you believe all you see and hear? Can you read between the lines of what is not said and by whom! If you were to go back into the archives of papers and television five year, ten years, twenty even further back, you may be shockingly surprised to see and hear the exact same things happening.

(Making of a sacred drum)

Why! Because so often our own common sense is usurped by our “belief” that those looked up to, in power, more knowledgeable than ourselves and so on would never hurt or deceive the people!

If you claim back yourself as a unique, independent thinking, heart centered spiritual/physical individual your world can change and thus the bigger world for all of us!

Until we meet again………..

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Just after finishing the last blog entry I headed to the Santa Cruz Mountains for a week with women, indigenous and non- indigenous, at the 1000 Hummingbird Gathering. What transpired for me during that week was profound and the week following I spent in retreat for myself – nurturing, sleeping remembering and clearing. All ending just after the powerful new moon/eclipse in Gemini. A breakthrough and new clarity energetically imprinted internally.

I am not alone in taking deep inner and outer journeys as you all well know. So many of us in varying degrees of awareness are in the same place – you may be one of them!

Life is an experiential journey of lessons and understandings to be felt and seen physically as well as emotionally, mentally and spiritually. This is so for all of us, the fun or not is in how we do it and your make up!

Today I will share the experiences of the Women’s Gathering of the blessings and the challenges and pains I saw and felt. The location was amazing. The one thousand plus acre property in the Santa Cruz Redwood forest was once owned by HP Corporation. From the left turn off Highway 9 onto a single lane rough road winding and twisting a couple of miles to end at an open meadow with a single large housing structure. What a beautiful space! Our gathering was meeting further down the path at another meadow surrounded by glades, large open kitchen and seating, walk-in/freezer and prep kitchen, conference room and nature.

We would all be camping in the meadow. The land had once been part of the Ohlone People’s tribal land and like so much, it had been taken/stolen and abused by “white man” many, many years earlier – the pain and suffering still held below the surface.

One of the stories I received about this land was that several years ago the grandchildren of HP founders’ demanded this land be deeded to the State of California for the open use of all people for a return of respect of people and lands. The 1000 Hummingbird Women’s Gathering, initiated three years earlier by a group of Ohlone women was the first group to hold space and ceremony on the land since the new stewards had been in place – a significant happening all by itself!

The first group of women and one man arrived on Tuesday to participate in a three day drum making class. This time was also spent preparing the camp for the larger group arrival on Friday. I arrived not knowing anyone yet it didn’t take long to connect with a like-minded woman, with a similar “energy connection.”

The first evening during the opening circle around the fire introductions and sharing revealed much of the pains and judgments held by both indigenous and non-indigenous women. Few really knew each other yet assumptions were strongly expressed in comments and postures – non native women could not know or understand the ways, protocols, purposes and pains caused by those of the past. And those exact feelings were mirrored back through empathy, guilt, loss, pain and memory of the “outsiders” in so many ways. This should not be a surprise for this was the whole purpose of the gathering; to learn, understand, share, cry and rejoice as women, mothers, sisters and wives.

I am a person who helps everywhere. The first task was providing the only tow rope available to pull cars out of the muddy lower meadow.  Knowing my way around commercial kitchens and restaurant operations from many years of experience caused stress with some as “taking over” per se. Our chef did a wonderful job and provided excellent meals under a mixture of adverse situations, rain and cold being prominent.

Yes it rained! Tuesday while preparing the Arbor, Ceremonial Fire and canopies it rained – no, it poured and we were all drenched and in good spirits. At the lunch break my friend and I even drove the twelve or so miles into town to put our clothes in the dryer as everything else was wet!

Walking the paths through the Redwoods, most 200-300ft tall, are amazing growths of huge old stumps hit by lightening years perhaps centuries ago that were now surrounded, relatively speaking, by smaller new trees; deer families wandered occasionally watching us and then they continue to eat. Crows, ravens, hawks, turkey vultures, dozens of other birds and hummingbirds were present in flight and song.

Wednesday came with a slight breather from the rain. Preparation continued and drum making started. (That was a separate and profound experience I will share later.)

One of the reasons I needed to attend this women’s gathering was to connect with women in many different ways, to walk through my stuff, provide medicine and healing in different ways and be vulnerable to true authenticity and open heart connections, especially when appearing to be pushed away. The way my heart and soul are made up I connect to what is on the surface and what is deeply hidden and old. This is the magic of medicine woman work.

Gopher medicine was well at work the second night. In the wee hours of the morning I was awakened by something pushing at my hips, through the sleeping mat and bedding. At first I thought I was dreaming so just shifted body position. Minutes later it returned with more force to the point I thought this critter was going to eat through the tent floor. I shuffled around, it moved with me still pushing – he/she wanted me out of there! So in the darkness I emerge, pull all the stakes up and pull the tent a good three feet away from that spot. Reattached everything and slept peacefully.

The next morning I found two big gopher holes and tunnels right where I had been lying the night before. I took this as a very metaphoric message and it also provided a lot of laughs the next morning. This actually happened twice yet the second time I asked gopher to allow me that small space and they could have the rest of the land. All was quiet after that!

To be continued in a day or so…………

Due to the protocol of Sacred Native Gatherings and Ceremony, photographs are not encouraged or wanted so I took very few during the entire week. (more…)

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