“Letter to a Young Activist During Troubled Times: Do Not Lose Heart, We Were Made for These Times” is ©2020 by Clarissa Pinkola Estés, Ph.D., all rights reserved

Dr. Clarissa Pinkola Estés, a mestiza Latina and longtime activist now in her mid-seventies, continues to testify before federal and state legislatures for social justice causes of disenfranchised persons. She is a poet, an author whose books — including Women Who Run With the Wolves — are published in 42 languages, and a post-trauma recovery specialist, serving 9/11 survivor families and students, teachers and community after the Columbine High School massacre. She is a senior diplomate Jungian psychoanalyst in practice for fifty years, the former chair of the Colorado State Grievance Board, and the first recipient of the Joseph Campbell “Keeper of the Lore” award.

April 4, 2020
Dear Brave Souls: This was printed a few days ago in our alternative newspaper that is read by many young persons. Many many readers came to read…
Please share this blessing letter with those you wish… including your local newspaper {if editorial needs to, we can be contacted projectscreener@aol.com }
My foreign and domestic agents are working to forward this blessing letter to our forty-two publishers from South Africa to Mexico, Canada, Central and South America, Australia, New Zealand, most nations of Europe and Eastern Europe, goodly amounts of parts of the Middle East, island nations, UK and the north countries
I can’t convey how I feel thrown to my knees in prayer when I know, for reasons beyond my hard work, for reasons beyond working to bring ‘the work’ for a lifetime, that somehow I have been given such — I don’t know what is quite the right word– but /and to make offerings to/for many…
Our UK publishers and our Italian publishers have already seen the blessing letter last week, and they are tearful and uplifted to have it so they can distribute far and wide. I hope you will keep all in your prayers; they are under great duress of many kinds, as we all are. Yet, we will rise. We will. It has already been decided by the innate design of the human psyche and soul.
It there is one thing humans have inborn, it is the deep instinct to rebuild… to scrape the ruin and build again. And again And again. I think of all the disaster sites Ive served at where everything has been lost including family members and animals, let alone dwelling place, forests, gardens, family treasures of many kinds to the heart and soul.
Even whilst still in the midst of the wounding, the rebuild instinct kicks in more and more, and is given a home in one’s heart of seeking, heart of actions, and is not spurned nor scorned.
Im adding the cover letter was sent last week to select some persons, and that will be sent to my publishers who will see if their newspapers will also carry these words…
This comes with love and I am covering you in prayer daily. Dont forget. We are. Together.
dr.e

The letter before the letter:
Everything is going to be alright. Stay in good fettle. DON’T listen to the endless loops of ‘the news’— they are like a bench grinder to the spirit.
I’ve ridden out 8 recessions as a self-employed person for 53 years, and ridden the tsunamis from all manner of persons/cohorts intent on slaying myself or what I love and seek to shelter.
Not despite, but because of travails: We can do this. I’m old as dirt. I know this time too shall pass. It will. We’ll rebuild. We will.
Rx: STAY WELL, STAY IN.
Learn something valuable
Stand in the sunshine
Take a meditation walk by yourself
Talk to friends
Rest
Drink water
Eat decently
Create something beautiful/ useful
Pray and bless everything
and everyone you can.
No lack of love, ever,
Dr. E.
THE BLESSING LETTER:
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Do Not Lose Heart,
We Were Made for These Times
Mis Estimados Queridos, My Esteemed Ones:
Do not lose heart. We were made for these times.
I have heard from so many recently who are deeply and properly bewildered. They are concerned about the state of affairs in our world right now. It is true, one has to have strong cojones and ovarios to withstand much of what passes for “good” in our culture today. Abject disregard of what the soul finds most precious and irreplaceable and the corruption of principled ideals have become, in some large societal arenas, “the new normal,” the grotesquerie of the week.
It is hard to say which one of the current egregious matters has rocked people’s worlds and beliefs more. Ours is a time of almost daily jaw-dropping astonishment and often righteous rage over the latest degradations of what matters most to civilized, visionary people.
You are right in your assessments. The lustre and hubris some have aspired to while endorsing acts so heinous against children, elders, everyday people, the poor, the unguarded, the helpless, is breathtaking.
Yet…I urge you, ask you, gentle you, to please not spend your spirit dry by bewailing these difficult times. Especially, do not lose hope. The fact is, we were made for these times.
Yes. For years, we have been learning, practicing, been in training for and just waiting to meet on this exact plain of engagement. I cannot tell you often enough that we are definitely the leaders we have been waiting for, and that we have been raised, since childhood, for this time precisely.
I grew up on the Great Lakes and recognize a seaworthy vessel when I see one. Regarding awakened souls, there have never been more able crafts in the waters than there are right now across the world. And they are fully provisioned and able to signal one another as never before in the history of humankind.
I would like to take your hands for a moment and assure you that you are built well for these times. Despite your stints of doubt, your frustrations in arighting all that needs change right now, or even feeling you have lost the map entirely, you are not without resource. You are not alone.
Look out over the prow; there are millions of boats of righteous souls on the waters with you. In your deepest bones, you have always known this is so.
Even though your veneers may shiver from every wave in this stormy roil, I assure you that the long timbers composing your prow and rudder come from a forest greater. That long-grained lumber is known to withstand storms, to hold together, to hold its own and to advance, regardless.
We have been in training for a dark time such as this, since the day we assented to come to Earth. For many decades, worldwide, souls just like us have been felled and left for dead in so many ways, over and over —
brought down by naiveté, by lack of love, by suddenly realizing one deadly thing or another, by not realizing something else soon enough, by being ambushed and assaulted by various cultural and personal shocks in the extreme.
We all have a heritage and history of being gutted, and yet remember this especially…we have also, of necessity, perfected the knack of resurrection.
Over and over again, we have been the living proof that that which has been exiled, lost or foundered can be restored to life again. This is as true and sturdy a prognosis for the destroyed worlds around us as it was for our own once mortally wounded selves.
Though we are not invulnerable, our risibility supports us to laugh in the face of cynics who say “fat chance” and “management before mercy,” and other evidences of complete absence of soul sense. This, and our having been “to Hell and back” on at least one momentous occasion, makes us seasoned vessels for certain. Even if you do not feel that you are, you are.
Even if your puny little ego wants to contest the enormity of your soul, the smaller self can never for long subordinate the larger Self. In matters of death and rebirth, you have surpassed the benchmarks many times.
Believe the evidence of any one of your past testings and trials. Here it is: Are you still standing? The answer is, Yes! (And no adverbs like “barely” are allowed here.) If you are still standing, ragged flags or no, you are able. Thus, you have passed the bar. And even raised it. You are seaworthy.
In any dark time, there is a tendency to veer toward fainting over how much is wrong or unmended in the world. Do not focus on that. Do not make yourself ill with overwhelm. There is a tendency, too, to fall into being weakened by perseverating on what is outside your reach, by what cannot yet be. Do not focus there. That is spending the wind without raising the sails.
We are needed, that is all we can know. And though we meet resistance, we more so will meet great souls who will hail us, love us and guide us, and we will know them when they appear.
Didn’t you say you were a believer? Didn’t you say you pledged to listen to a voice greater? Didn’t you ask for grace? Don’t you remember that to be in grace means to submit to the Voice greater? You have all the resource you need to ride any wave, to surface from any trough.
In the language of aviators and sailors, ours is to sail forward now, all balls out. Understand the paradox: If you study the physics of a waterspout, you will see that the outer vortex whirls far more rapidly than the inner one.
To calm the storm means to quiet the outer layer, to cause it, by whatever countervailing means, to swirl much less, to more evenly match the velocity of the inner, far less volatile core — till whatever has been lifted into such a vicious funnel falls back to Earth, lays down, is peaceable again.
One of the most important steps you can take to help calm the storm is to not allow yourself to be taken in a flurry of overwrought emotion or despair, thereby accidentally contributing to the swale and the swirl. Ours is not the task of fixing the entire world all at once, but of stretching out to mend the part of the world that is within our reach.
Any small, calm thing that one soul can do to help another soul, to assist some portion of this poor suffering world, will help immensely.
It is not given to us to know which acts or by whom will cause the critical mass to tip toward an enduring good. What is needed for dramatic change is an accumulation of acts: adding, adding to, adding more, continuing. We know that it does not take “everyone on Earth” to bring justice and peace, but only a small, determined group who will not give up during the first, second or hundredth gale.
One of the most calming and powerful actions you can do to intervene in a stormy world is to stand up and show your soul. Soul on deck shines like gold in dark times.
The light of the soul throws sparks, sends up flares, builds signal fires…causes proper matters to catch fire. To display the lantern of soul in shadowy times like these, to be fierce and to show mercy toward others — both are acts of immense bravery and greatest necessity. Struggling souls catch light from other souls who are fully lit and willing to show it. If you would help to calm the tumult, this is one of the strongest things you can do.
There will always be times in the midst of “success right around the corner, but as yet still unseen” when you feel discouraged. I, too, have felt despair many times in my life, but I do not keep a chair for it; I will not entertain it. It is not allowed to eat from my plate.
The reason is this: In my uttermost bones, I know something, as do you. It is that there can be no despair when you remember why you came to Earth, who you serve, and who sent you here. The good words we say and the good deeds we do are not ours: They are the words and deeds of the One who brought us here.
In that spirit, I hope you will write this on your wall: When a great ship is in harbor and moored, it is safe, there can be no doubt. But…that is not what great ships are built for.
This comes with much love and prayer that you remember who you came from, and why you came to this beautiful, needful Earth.
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Brief Bio
Dr. Clarissa Pinkola Estés, a mestiza Latina and longtime activist now in her mid-seventies, continues to testify before federal and state legislatures for social justice causes of disenfranchised persons. She is a poet, an author whose books — including Women Who Run With the Wolves — are published in 42 languages, and a post-trauma recovery specialist, serving 9/11 survivor families and students, teachers and community after the Columbine High School massacre. She is a senior diplomate Jungian psychoanalyst in practice for fifty years, the former chair of the Colorado State Grievance Board, and the first recipient of the Joseph Campbell “Keeper of the Lore” award.

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Suzanne Lewis sharing Dr. Clarissa Pinkola Estes Rough Prayer

DR ESTES
Dear Brave Souls: Symmetry and Balance in all that is made by hand, including human life….
Please do not read if you might be offended by what I call, ‘Rough Prayer.’
This prayer contains cussing [“Cabron” is used as a fiery direct cuss word in Spanish]
Because I’ve heard some version of “old people should just be left to die now” at least 100 times in the last many days, I wrote the following prayer as Ive heard SO many people online and in media callously speculate about persons in my age group [Im in 75th year on earth–. but ‘old’, I think, can be any age to those who are cruel] as being expendable re resources of food, medicine, shelter and more.
Also, Teresacita, one of our sister-commenters here wrote these words here earlier
“…I was shocked today by comment that we should just accept all our elders will die and stop accommodating preventive measures when it is mainly for that one, expendable group. Finally, I am awake. I am that expendable group….”
I tell you in all peace, that this ‘elders ought be kicked to the side’ is not the first time in my lifetime some political persons have hinted at the elders’ “duty to die, ” — the last being in the midst of the billion dollar health insurance industry wrangling with the government about “managed care” a crude euphemism meaning not wanting to allow elders reasoned treatments.
¡Ya Basta x 10!
We all have our own ways of staying strong in peace, and during duress. I tend toward devotional prayer, but regarding this ‘death chisme’ death-gossip flooding the internet, the fire woke me in the middle of the night and would not leave until I penned these words for whomsoever might find them useful, those who are vulnerable in any way, healthwise, agewise, mind, heart, soul, spirit wise, all wise.
I offer in all gentleness but also with fire: May all remain well and May ALL receive care to the best that can be
Not to tempt fate, but with humility, that is Creator at center, to slam home utter Faith: here is what I call “Rough Prayer.”
Para La Vida por Las Viejas y Los Viejos, the Old Ones, the Vulnerable of Any Age: Prayer About the Reality of the Length of Precious Life!
I am an elder ,
in my 75th year on earth
And you suddenly say
As some greed hounds have done before,
‘Let us leave the old behind.
Who are they?
Rocking chair fodder.
Muddled and doddering.’
¿You know who else said that Cabron?
Adolph Hitler and his flying monkeys!
Hitler called the souls of human beings,
“life not worthy of life”
because of age or affliction
or religious affiliation
I rise Cabron. We rise.
We frontliners rise.
We rise to speak for those
who have not yet heard
of your vile ‘plans.’
Now from the bloody echos
of an egregious 1940s history
of “Never again!!”
You dare to say I
And my brothers and sisters
in Their 70/ 80/90s,
the vulnerable, the ones in need,
Should die
Should be left aside
kept to the sidelines
Kept From helps
Refused interventions, medicines
You dare to try to cut the cloth
from the Weaver’s loom
Before the weaving is fully done!
¡NO Cabron!
I say ¡Cabron!
I am speaking to you,
Your lowness
Let me set you derecho
You have no say so over our lives.
We live and we will live
and love to the last breath
decided not by you,
but by Greater.
For we were born
at the appointment of
El Dio y La Diosa…
And the time
of our leave-taking from Earth
Was decided before we were born¡
¡Cabron!
I said ¡cabron!
We are divinely inspired
to be on planet Earth until
we walk onward
deigned ONLY by Greater…
¡Cabron!
You’re on noticia:
I have news for you Cabron–
And I speak for many mis comadres,
los todos compadres, los todos
viejas y viejos,
all our sister-mother-daughters,
all our son-fathers–brothers,
ALL our elders…
¡Be informed Cabron!
for this has ALWAYS been true,
despite your many cheap imaginings.
Will ALWAYS be true!
::: ¡Even BULLETS
CANNOT kill me
If it’s NOT
my time
To die! :::
May this be understood by many
May it remain so
May it be enacted in good ways
as each person sees fit
according to their ways of Life.
Aymen
Aymen
Aymen
[and a little woman]

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Wild As YOU Want Women’s Weekend Immersion in Nature September 12-13, 2020 May Creek Farm Bloomington, IN USA

Sara Steffey McQueen
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Just beginning the process of making this event come to life! Plenty of time still, but here is my wordpress blog
Wild As YOU Want Women’s Weekend Immersion in Nature September 12-13, 2020 May Creek Farm Bloomington, IN USA

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I pray for our country. May We, the People find our moral courage and insist our politicians do the same.

Glenn Aparicio Parry

I am feeling so much tonight I do not wish to sleep.

The sport of basketball lost a legend. But that is not keeping me up. Instead, I am trying to imagine what it would be like tonight for Kobe Bryant’s widow, who lost a husband and a 13 year-old daughter at the same time. It feels like an impossible burden to bear.

But something similar once happened to Joe Biden. He lost his wife and baby daughter in a car crash in 1972. One of his two sons that survived the crash then died of a brain tumor. Lincoln lost two of his four sons, one while in office. His wife and our country then lost him.

People can be resilient, and so can our country. But I am feeling for our country tonight.

Never before have I felt the republic to be in such danger. We are in the middle of an impeachment trial that may end with no witnesses or documents. John Bolton, the former National Security Advisor with first-hand experience of what happened, is willing to testify.
But it is by no means a certainty that he will. He will have his say eventually because he has written a book. But that does not mean he will testify in the trial. Both Democrats and Republicans are saying they do not know what he will say. I think they do. And that is why he may never get to say it in the trial, unless people of moral courage stand up and do the right thing. Otherwise, we will be that much closer to losing our republic.

I am an optimist at heart. For the most part, I see the presidency of Donald Trump as something that was necessary to happen. Trump is an apocalyptic president in the original sense of the word: a revelation or unveiling. His presidency is allowing us to see the country as it really is. The United States has an enormous shadow it does not acknowledge. From slavery to the genocide of Native America, to the dropping of atomic bombs on civilian populations in Japan, we do not see what we have done.

We also do not see the true origin of some of our best ideals. The concepts of liberty and egalitarian justice were learned from Native American societies, not invented by our founding fathers. The very concept of forming a union was learned from Native America. So were many of the principles of decorum that were adopted in the Congress, distinguishing us from our mother country, where to this day people yell and scream on the floor of the British Commons.

But somewhere in the last 30 years, we have lost respect for each other. Newt Gingrich, whose favorite book is Chimpanzee Politics, contributed to the breakdown. Mitch McConnell, when he denied Merrick Garland even the pretense of hearings, brought us closer to the brink. There is not as much difference between a republic and a fascist government as people might think. They both depend upon strength in numbers. They both depend upon unity. The difference is that a republic is based in unity in diversity, and a fascist government is unity of sameness.

We need individual conscience now. We need all people who understand what is at stake to stand up for the right thing. Civility, respect, honesty, and fairness is a start. But most of all we need people to stand up for the environment. We need to rethink monocultural farming that destroys the topsoil. We need to stand up for the plants that deserve better, and for all the animals, rivers, lakes, and oceans that are under attack. We need to remember how to love the natural world in all its magnificent diversity. For it is then that we may remember how to love each other. And that is the only thing that will save us. As Martin Luther King said, “Hate is too big a burden to bear.” We must choose love. I pray for everyone out there who has suffered loss in their own lifetime. I pray that you have the resilience to carry on. And I pray for our country. May We, the People find our moral courage and insist our politicians do the same.

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Suzanne Lewis – Editor RAINBOW WARRIORS UNIVERSAL COUNCIL

Suzanne Lewis

In the end only three things matter,
How much you loved,
How gently you lived,
And how gracefully you let go the things not meant for you.” Buddha

“If we want there to be peace in the world, we have to be brave enough to soften what is rigid in our hearts, to find the soft spot and stay with it. We have to have that kind of courage and take that kind of responsibility. That’s the true practice of peace.” Pema Chodron

Suzanne: Please join me in a prayer to recognize we women of all colors and culture have a common thread somewhere in our ancestry of disrespect, being made invisible, victimized, brutalized, denied adequate warmth, nurturance and safety. The existing patriarchal patterns of misusing power through verbal and physical assaults is in an all out war to keep women silenced, shamed to keep us from stepping into leadership, and their powers of true speech and actions.

Well I am here to declare that today is a new day. Let we, women of great diversity put out a call acknowledging we are ill prepared on how to be the RAINBOW WARRIORS UNIVERSAL COUNCIL. But at the same time, leaning into the wisdom of our ancestors to sweep away False, harmful cultural and familial patterns that have perpetuated distrust, inviting in ways for right speech and right actions.
” Done with harmed and wounded beings harming and wounding others. ”

What will it take to step well into the Golden Age.
Women, red, brown, black, yellow and white, circling, celebrating being holy leaders.

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Suzanne Lewis – Editor RAINBOW WARRIORS UNIVERSAL COUNCIL ” Done with harmed and wounded beings harming and wounding others. “

Suzanne Lewis, Editor

In the end only three things matter,
How much you loved,
How gently you lived,
And how gracefully you let go the things not meant for you.” Buddha

“If we want there to be peace in the world, we have to be brave enough to soften what is rigid in our hearts, to find the soft spot and stay with it. We have to have that kind of courage and take that kind of responsibility. That’s the true practice of peace.” Pema Chodron

Suzanne: Please join me in a prayer to recognize we women of all colors and culture have a common thread somewhere in our ancestry of disrespect, being made invisible, victimized, brutalized, denied adequate warmth, nurturance and safety. The existing patriarchal patterns of misusing power through verbal and physical assaults is in an all out war to keep women silenced, shamed to keep us from stepping into leadership, and their powers of true speech and actions.

Well I am here to declare that today is a new day. Let we, women of great diversity put out a call acknowledging we are ill prepared on how to be the RAINBOW WARRIORS UNIVERSAL COUNCIL. But at the same time, leaning into the wisdom of our ancestors to sweep away False, harmful cultural and familial patterns that have perpetuated distrust, inviting in ways for right speech and right actions.
” Done with harmed and wounded beings harming and wounding others. ”

What will it take to step well into the Golden Age.
Women, red, brown, black, yellow and white, circling, celebrating being holy leaders.

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CLAN MOTHER CIRCLE Angelique Boas Netherlands

~ We are half way the first MoonCycle of ‘Talks With Relations’ and celebrated our first Ceremony of New Moon in 2020 yesterday. With every New Moon we come together with the ‘New Moon Beauty Walkers’ a group of (only) Youngsters from 20-40 years of age, to share our Wisdom and Inspiration with each other … as also the way they walk their Path in Beauty. This Circle has been born from the Equinox of September and is formed by 12 members. These young people are very committed to TreeSisters and willing to learn each of their way to may tribute their gifts to our Planet… I am very inspired to learn about their ways and intents ! It truly gives hope for the restoring of our Earth Mother and the next Generations…

Over the past two months also a new Clan Mother Circle of beautiful Women has been formed and we have started our first Gathering of the first Original Clan Mother : ‘She who Talks with Relations’ on Sunday January 12th. This year we will receive the 13 Sacred Teachings of the Ancient Sisterhood from the 13 Original (Archetypal) Clan Mothers. As the Mother of Nature ‘Talks with Relations’ teaches us : How to understand the unspoken languages of Nature, How to enter the Sacred Spaces of others with respect .How to honor cycles, rhytms and changes of the seasons and weather. How to connect with all members of the Planetary Family… and more… Her Medicine is: How to LEARN THE TRUTH.

With 13 Women of different ages we come together in Ceremony around every Full Moon. We will receive 13 Sacred Teachings of the Ancient Sisterhood from the 13 Original (Archetypal) Clan Mothers. Grandmother Jamie Sams has received these beautiful medicine stories of the Feminine from two Kiowa Grandmothers and she created the 13 Clan Mothers during her own process of Inner Healing. The All reach to us a particular Medicine which contains ‘Truth’. They teach us how to learn to heal ourselves from inner wounds. They relate to one of each of the 13 Moon Cycles. All 13 they are accompanied by their special totems, gifts and talents. And they support us cultivate our own personal gifts and talents.

I feel exited and humbly blessed to walk this Journey of the 13 Moons together with my beautiful Dutch Sisters. It is an honor to share these sacred medicine stories in Ceremony. With thankfullness for our first Gathering of co-creation I am looking forward to the next Circle of Clan Mother Sisters on Sunday Februari 9th.

The photo shows ‘Talks with Creation’ and represents one of the 13 ClanMother Shields I created in 2011CL

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It is time to be Legacy Leaders. Return of the Ghost Dancers Calling Sky Walkers, Earth Dancers Suzanne Lewis

Suzanne Lewis sharing:

Some background around being a GrandMother. Since I was a very young child, I have had reoccurring dreams of a grandmother coming to me. In my dream I am out in a field, harvesting/digging roots when she comes to me behind me and she whispers into my left ear. She has never left me and advocates and guides from the invisible.
I met Brooke Medicine Eagle when I was 31 years old, dying from a brain growth in my Pituitary. She provided me with key wisdom that activated my inner physician and allowed me to use my active imagination to reframe my brain and heal. I participated in a four-year healing of the waters ceremonies with Brooke from 1984-1988. Brooke began calling me a GrandMother at the age of 35 when I healed from my “Downwinder poisoning.
Being a GrandMother means to me “Loving People and Feeding Them Well”. A GrandMother’s Council can take a 1000 forms (There’s a 1000 way to kneel and kiss the sweet Mother Earth”)
As I am a Celtic American with DNA roots to Ireland and Old Brit (Wales) I love Celtic Shamanistic dialogue around GrandMothers where there is such inclusiveness of the elements, family of mother nature, such that one can be a GrandMother for the whales, the waters, the air, the rocks and so on. So maybe one’s GrandMother Council is a Grove of Trees.
I am working on a manuscript called Holy Woman Reclaiming the Feminine Face of God. I have been drafting a chart based on the Great Wheel of Life naming the multitude of honorable, inherited archetypes, pattern holders with their special gifts and talents. I contend we must immediately stand up and name who we are. Breaking the patriarchial dominated language of diminishing and making invisible we powerful, important, proud leaders, teachers, visionaries, Great Mother Advocates.

 

NorthEast on the Great Wheel for me is the home of the Grandmothers’ Council, the wisdom keepers of the whole tribe, clan, land, it’s elements and animals. Whether one traces the indigenous peoples’ such as the Hopi, or the Iroquois, and others; one finds that before any chief, tribal leader can make a decision that affects its people and the earth, the Grandmother’s Council was consulted. The Grandmothers are the pattern keepers who are obligated to consider every aspect of the tribe, past and future. They are the moral compass and it is time for the Grandmothers’ Councils worldwide to be respected for their courageous hearts and steeped wisdom.
“I heard the Dalai Lama stated: If Western Woman will come out from under the shadow of the great mountain, the earth will be saved.” And that the Hopi Wisdom Keepers are sharing: “When the grandmothers speak, The earth will be healed.” My revered Hopi Spiritual Messenger, Thomas Banyaca stressed: If the Elders will speak, the young will Spiritual Messenger, Thomas Banyaca stressed: If the Elders will speak, the young will listen.”
Are we as an Earth Family on the dark night of our Collective Soul’s journey? That piercing long shrill calling for attention right now. Will the response be as Dr. Estes’ petitioned: “And let us pray that we remember: If mountains are made of grains of sand. We each are a grain. Together, we can become a moving mountain for good.”
I am a fifth generation Idahoan and am a Planetary Peacekeeper, Wisdom Keeper, Mother, Earth Steward, Herstorean, author of Teacher of Heart: A Self Health Journey and The PeaceWheel Practice Guidebook: Dismantling Post Traumatic Stress and Harm. I am a Community Spiritual Leader and Healer. It takes a village to tend to the health and welfare and respect for all our family.
I also call myself a Rainbow Warrior, where the elders/grandparents stand beside the young during these heightened, harmful time. When one hears RAINBOW BRIDGE it can refer to the Rainbow Prophecy found in many tribes/cultures’ predictions. The RAINBOW is a blessing from the Creator. It can represent cross-cultural diversity and respect and beauty, it means generations standing beside one another. From the Hippies, with the Beatniks, with Indigo Children, with the nerds, with the geeks, with old with the young, with all of Mother Nature’s family….
In the Seventies, we who were unable to stand with our government regarding the draft, the Viet Nam Error, the nuclear proliferation and ignorance, the prejudice and injustice to all the minorities (women, blacks, children, ill, yellows, and list goes on as we are all some kind of minority); well we marched, protested and tried to be heard. We stood alone and were judged harshly.
The Rainbow prophecy declared that at this time when the young must take a stand, to lead the call for justice, safety, rehabilitation of our ways with nature etc., WE their Seventies radical activists, devoted Earth Stewards will stand right beside them. We will represent dignified unity for all.
It is time to be Legacy Leaders.
Return of the Ghost Dancers Calling Sky Walkers, Earth Dancers

“Have You Forgotten? I Am Your Mother. You Are Under My Protection.”
“There is a promise Holy Mother makes to us,” explains Dr. Clarissa Pinkola Estés, “that any soul needing comfort, vision, guidance, or strength can cry out to her, flee to her protection, and Blessed Mother will immediately arrive with veils flying. She will place us under her mantle for refuge, and give us the warmth of her most compassionate touch, and strong guidance about how to go by the soul’s lights.” Untie the Strong Woman is Dr. Estés’ invitation to come together under the shelter of The Mother—whether she appears to us as the Madonna, Our Lady of Guadalupe, or any one of her countless guises.

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Tibetan New Year Prayer for help

TIBETANS PRAYER FOR HELP


“Paul Robeson said it best: an artist is responsible to fight for freedom. An artist is responsible to change society. That’s how Paul put it… Not only do you have to be good at your craft, but you have to make a contribution to society…” – Randy Weston in an interview with Amy Goodman on Democracy Now

We’re touched by the many responses to Michelle’s poem that we offered as yesterday’s Thought for the Day, and spent most of this Tibetan New Years day with the Tibetan community in Seattle. We joined them in walking more than 8 miles for a march and rally to raise awareness of the dire situation in Tibet, and to call for global action to free the Tibetan people.* At the rally, we were deeply touched and inspired when to our surprise, two young women – one Tibetan, the other an American, gave an impassioned and heartfelt reading of Michelle’s poem toward the end of the rally. May all our prayers and creative offerings ripple out into the world in transformative ways)))

“Each time a man (or a woman) stands up for an ideal, acts to improve the lot of others, or strikes out against injustice, he (or she) sends forth a tiny ripple of hope. And crossing each other from a million different centers of energy and daring, those ripples can create a current which can sweep down the mightiest walls of oppression and resistance.”

– Senator Robert Kennedy, addressing students in South Africa who suffered under the yoke of apartheid.

* Note: IF you are interested in the current situation in Tibet – which is closed to foreign journalists and in lock-down at this time – the following article from a McClatchy correspondent is informative: http://www.mcclatchydc.com/2012/02/14/138867/rare-visit-to-remote-chinese-region.html

Poem sent yesterday….

In honor of Losar, Tibetan New Year 2139

This poem is offered:

A Poem in Dedication:
To the Women of Tibet, My Mothers, My Sisters

Sisters of Niguma (1), Daughters of Tibet, Flowers of Emptiness—
Where will you bloom now?
Your native land has been burned
And dumped with nuclear char,
Desecrated, devastated—
And the sweet song of your mantras
Moans imprisoned behind bars.

Mothers of Lineage Masters,
Who have nurtured me with kindness through countless years,
And given fully of your milk of wisdom—
Will the flow of your precious nectar
Now be turned into tears?

Sisters of Niguma, Daughters of Drolma (2),
I who have chosen to be childless
In order to have the leisure to practice more intensively
The wisdom teachings you have preserved,
Sit comfortably in retreat
While you are tortured in the fields
With forced sterilizations and forced abortions—
Your full term babies’ cries
Silenced forever at birth by a needle
In the hospitals where you labor
To give birth to death.

Mothers of Maitreya,
Mothers no more.
I mourn your murdered children—
Our loss—
I your orphan,
And your heir.

Though your wombs are barren
The Emptiness of your Spirit bears many fruit.
Though you weep in the streets of Lhasa
Your spiritual children everywhere
Rejoice in the legacy you have released.

Through the power of Interdependent Interrelatedness,
The treasures of Truth you have preserved
And passed on through generations
Survives—
Though you may not.

Through the flower of Interbeing,
And by the Winds of Impermanence,
Your seed is carried across the world
Alive—
And flourishes in fertile, thirsty mindfields
Unknown to you.

Sisters of Niguma, Daughters of Drolma,
My mothers,
Do not despair—
We your foster children,
Whose faces you have never seen,
Will build a living bridge of Dharma,
And dedicate your dream.

(1) Niguma was the wisdom dakini consort of Naropa. Her teachings form the basis of the Shangpa Kagyu lineage.

(2) Drolma is the Tibetan name for the female deity TARA, the Great Liberator. This poem was written by Jhampa Khacho (Michelle Levey) on Dakini Day, Saga Dawa, Year of the Earth Dragon, at Cloud Mountain Retreat Center in Castle Rock, Washington, U.S.A.

May this poem-prayer inspire all who read or hear it. May it awaken within them a heartfelt yearning to realize the ultimate potentials of this precious life and to help others to do the same. Permission is freely granted to copy, print and share this in any way that will benefit to others.

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~The Secret Prophecy of the Grandmothers ~

My generation is now the door to memory. That is why I am remembering. –Joy Harjo

http://www.dailygood.org/story/1823/grandmother-power-jessica-theroux/

~The Secret Prophecy of the Grandmothers ~

“Among many indigenous peoples, the stones are the most revered spirits. In fact, the most ancient memories are attributed to the stones as the stones are among the oldest beings on the planet.”

“Most indigenous teachings hold that it is in the heart where the living spirit can be seen, and within that spirit is the very essence of the Creator, or the divine force. The simple act of picking up a stone, and holding that stone being in silence, changes a person in subtle and profound ways. Finding the worlds within stone spirit reveals further worlds within oneself, the Grandmothers teach us. Having the courage to look within and without was an important attribute in most indigenous cultures. In fact, having such close contact with nature made such an inner journey unavoidable.”

“Visions, dreams, prayer, ceremony and ritual are the means to access the sacred Spirit World through nature, the Grandmothers tell us. Ceremony and ritual allow participation in the myths or archetypes or ancestry of the culture and serve to take one out of any shallow ‘ordinary’ reality.”

“Rituals powered by intention focus concentration, enabling access to more rarefied levels of the mind for communication with the spiritual realms for prophecy and guidance and to influence events. That is how knowledge of the healing powers of plants was first gained, how understanding was developed about the importance of honoring the four directions and the five basic elements: earth, water, air, fire and light.”

“Anyone who has ever been swept away by the beauty of a sunset or found an answer to a problem while communing with nature has caught a glimpse of the worlds that are open to indigneous peoples who foster this true knowing.”

“Spirituality’s highest purpose is to touch a mystery beyond words, which is perceived only in silence and solitude, the Grandmothers relate. Listening within the silence puts one in touch with the energy, vibration and spiritual forces that are at the heart of Creation. The realms are real, not of the imagination, and can only be reached by a quiet mind and by practice. This does not mean there is a lack of critical thinking, only that fighting the experience of connectivity, the now, while approaching that moment, blocks the experience of knowing. The Grandmothers show that we must return to our own inner spirit and the spirit of the all which we have abandoned while looking elsewhere for happiness.”

“The Grandmothers know there has been an undeniable corruption of humanity’s spirit. The global human family, a macrocosm of the tribal system, is lost in confusion and sickness. We are disconnected from ourselves and the planet that nurtures us, body and soul. Violence and war have bred hunger, poverty, loss of culture, and a lack of understanding concerning basic human rights. Our waters, the blood of our Mother Earth, have become too polluted to drink, and the air in some places to polluted to breath.”

“Do we really want it this way, they ask? Do we not want a future generation? We have lost the most fundamental teaching: that all life is sacred. All life is One. The Grandmothers say we will wake up from our trance now, as the Earth has begun shaking. Prophecies of each of the Grandmothers’ traditions state that we have entered the Purification times. The purification process is a natural cleansing of all the accumulated negativity caused by being materially instead of spiritually oriented.”

“All of life must be honored and protected again, allowed their natural source of shelter and nourishment. Since all of the living cosmos is connected, the Grandmothers teach that healing, quality of life, and spiritual evolvement are never separate from politics and consciousness. Culture that does not derive or base itself on nature’s harmony has no roots and can’t survive long. Without a deep connection to nature, people drift into sickness, grow negative, and destroy themselves spiritually and physically. Deeply connected to nature, we witness beauty everywhere, including wholly within ourselves.”

“Each part of the world spectrum holds wisdom, a key to reigniting humanity’s pure spark. The Thirteen Grandmothers came in council to share their prayers, rituals and ceremonies to create global healing and forge an alliance creating one voice. They speak of ways of bringing about sustainability, sovereignty and a unified alliance among all the Earth’s people in the interest of life and peace.”

http://www.grandmotherscouncil.org/

 

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