We have been busy putting the final touches on my new book and scheduling events and book signings.
I am both nervous and excited. To expose the shadow side of things -of people- is to rile up defenses. To illuminate the things that one has experienced that may seem different to society is to set one’s spirit out in the light. To write one’s memoir is to be brave.
“So why write it?” I have been asked. Because I am a writer. I have no choice but to write. I get up, I breathe, I write. In that order.
This book may expose the shadows (which I had to fight very hard to release my self-imposed secrecy of) but its main job is to illuminate the path for others.
“Why is this book important?” I ask myself, as if I am already being interviewed by Oprah.
Because silence is suffocating and we have stopped talking. Our children no longer look to the skies and recognize eagles. Our young people have no idea why they carry around feelings of knowing and intuition. They suffer from anxiety and low self esteem. The healers of old stayed quiet out of fear. To stay quiet is to let hundreds- if not thousands- of highly sensitives, intuitives, medicine people continue to try to be normal. To take anti-depressants (which lead to suicide in Intuitives). To possibly never take their place among the people as the seers, light workers, healers, and powerful workers is to allow the darkness to remain as a fog over the world that desperately needs every generation of medicine people to rise.
My book is now available on Amazon. I am offering the opportunity to my amazing blog readers to be the first to own this book. It is on Kindle and in paperback.
I am honored to have been chosen to experience it and to write it. Wado!
The Yule tree is always a conifer because evergreens survive the winter and they are a sign of hope and renewal.
I worked with a lovely Comanche elder for years and he told me the story about taking his children to gather cedar for ceremony. As the children watched, he asked the tree if he could have part of her dress. He said he needed a little of her cloak to help the people.
“Dad! Did you see that? The tree lowered its branch to you!” his daughter exclaimed.
I smiled and nodded knowingly. I was taught to honor the plants and trees that I gather medicine from and on more occasions than I could possibly recall, the plants move and respond to voice and request.
In the book, The Hidden Life of Trees; What They Feel, How They Communicate―Discoveries from a Secret World by Peter Wohlleben, the author forays into the scientific explanations and the mesmerizing experiences regarding trees communicating. Of course there is science behind everything regarding plants growing better to music and singing or trees lowering their branches to offer medicine, but in my work we don’t need to hear the scientific explanations, we just know. We see it.
This is a beautiful time of year to go for a walk, go hiking in the mountains, or around a trail in your park. There are less distractions and you can get to know an evergreen. You will find them quite jovial. When you say hello, it will move in a small area. Sometimes the whole thing shakes without the help of wind or breeze.
Real magic is all around us, beyond cubicles and meetings, beyond television and bills. It has always been there. We are heading to Taos for the weekend. And in the woods there and along the paths evergreens wish those that pass a Merry Yuletide.
I have come to the Land of Enchantment. I know that New Mexico is known for that, I had been trying to get there for close to a decade, but I found this Land of Enchantment along the path. As a Colorado native, I have no idea how this beautiful place so close to where I have lived has eluded me. As I crest the hill past Fountain I know I am almost home because the entire landscape changes. Cholla cactuses take over the fields and the colors mute and brighten, and the air always feels like spring.
Many mornings I am met with a magical veil of fog. This city is filled with lakes. It is more humid here and my skin loves it. This morning the sky was a shade of lavender at sunrise. It is a very special place here.
Because it is one of the warmest places in the state, the birds love it here. Eagles, hawks, falcons, geese, ducks, sea gulls, and many birds I am yet to identify. Many plants I am yet to identify. I am still getting to know the land. There are many things I do not know yet.
Here’s what I do know; we were given a gift. “Be very specific to the universe in your requests,” our friend told us when we first became homeless. “Think big!”
An adobe home with real wood floors throughout. A woodstove, a large kitchen, a place to entertain, a guest room, a root cellar, a large area to garden and be self sufficient. A fenced yard, a chicken coop, a front porch, somewhere between out in the middle of nowhere and inner city. And please close to our kids and Maryjane. Oh, and a warmer climate.
That is the very thing we got. The exact specifications. Amazing, huh? Just have faith in the process here. What do you really desire? Careful what you wish for! Be specific. Make sure it won’t harm anyone. Then go…put it out there in exact detail and watch as it manifests into your life!