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!
There is a reason that it has taken me so long to write this book.
“Coqui Ashui,” my friend and Comanche elder would say. “Be brave before the people.” To write one’s life story is indeed brave. To divulge every secret means that relationships may be altered. Unrepairable. A good book will leave the reader filled with emotion. By challenging beliefs and opening up my spirit to the world, I risk leaving myself open to criticism and backlash.
Yet, the resounding voice in my head pushed me forward. I must write these words. There are folks out there like me that may find comfort from knowing that there is an entire tribe of us that span the world but we were all taught to be quiet. Quiet about neglect, about abuse, about abilities and gifts, and enchanted happenings and brilliant triumph and peace. And we all need the lessons of medicine people from different walks of life.
I originally wrote a book that was a point by point way of embracing the beauty of the world and living to one’s fullest. However, it came out like a text book. I wrote my story as if it were a novel. That way I didn’t have to be afraid. It came out shallow and devoid of life. I am nervous, but it is written now. The whole story. The whole beautiful, amazing story. It was healing and inspiring to write. I loved reliving my lessons with the Native American medicine people, and seeing just how enchanted our life is. The birds that flock around us and the eagles that circle our house. The owls. The people we have met. The lessons I have learned. The path to now. It is all lovely and part of a bigger plan. I am humbled and honored.
The witches, the wise ones, the medicine people, the psychics, the lovers of the enchanted world, the ones trying to be normal, those that are too sensitive, the beautiful healers and wisdom keepers…they will be not be silent any longer.