Sunday, July 31, 2016

Street Renaming Ceremony

Bozho jayek,

Gathering of Potawatomi Bands, July 20-30, Shawnee, OK.

Principal Chief John 'Rocky' Barrett: Renaming the avenue leading to the Cultural Center, Neaseno: 'Soft Summer Wind' in honor of Donald Perrot, language and Spiritual Leader of the Citizen Potawatomi Band.

Mr. Perrot was not able to attend but his ongoing and dedicated work in language and heritage is truly marking an important cultural  Bodewadwimwin 'trail' for 'all our relations' to follow, now, and into the future, for the children ...

Kchemigwech, Neaseno, wewene kchemigwech.
Dawn Woman

Saturday, July 23, 2016

SUMMER -- the 21 Days before Autumn Begins

July, 14, 2014
THE AUTUMNAL TWILIGHTS BEGIN & THE 13 BLUE CORN MOONS MEASURE TIME

The night after the Capricorn Full Moon is velvety black and silent. The moon casts the weakest of shadows and illuminates nothing beneath the trees and the following morning is still and quiet.

The Summer Suns begins to move us into the edges of all twilight. The Summer Sun leads us forward into the Autumn by softening the fiery mental resolves and physical intentions, by sponsoring the moist marriage hearts urge to seed and all the while, the Sun Spirit slowly continues winding the cyclical fibers of being upon the spool of spiral time, drawing us forward, binding the drying stalks and fruits into sheaves of harvest.

Already seed imprints know themselves. Knowledge of ourselves stumbles and looks about for clue and information. Most seeds remain encased in tender and tough sheaths until the final days of 'making' are complete. The twilight presages the deep rest, sleep and quiet time but for now, calm and caution, softening and waiting are the appropriate stances. These things, all things, ourselves, require this time, time to draw and color what has been 'made'. It is our time to 'make' the imaginary Spirit drawings and color in the first sketches out of the water filled ollas of summer. The winter stories, songs and dances continue to form and flesh out, gaining momentum in contrast to the outward looking stillnesses. It remains too soon to speak of the stories, to sing the song which is still but a hum, and to dance what is still a walk but we are coming to know some-things, and also know there is much more to come.

The late summer rains are fewer. The mulching, irrigation and sprinkling the rows of tasseling corn which is gaining its majority is required, so too are directed water streams flowing down the thirsty rows and gullets of growth. Clouds of pollen drift down upon the fair hairy heads of slim corn bodies. The final 'making' is done in the dry heat.

The passages upon the 13 Moon Calendar continues in beauty......

Sunday, July 10, 2016

Trecena of Earth/CABAN

For July 10, 2016
by Minisa Crumbo Halsey, for the Trecena of Earth/CABAN
1 CABAN
Arising out of KAN, the final trecena of this year, we are the new seed…WE ARE THE NEW CORN PEOPLE.

Saturday, July 2, 2016

Observing the 4 Days Preceding the Mayan New Year

Observing the 4 Days Preceding the Mayan New Year

THE FIRST OF FOUR DAYS PROCEEDING THE MAYAN NEW YEAR OBSERVANCES
A Message from Minisa Crumbo Halsey on preparations and Sacred Ceremony in observance of the New Year on 8 Monkey/CHUEN (July 4, 2016)

5 Lamat

I visited the Longhouse this morning after last night’s FIVE PERSON grief release and celebration of life ceremony that life might go on ‘in a good way’.

The tea lights were STILL glimmering. I removed the directional lava and rose quartz stone beings from the fire ring to the side. Any charred wood ends were removed. Small, long-handled, old broom swept ash from the center, up and over the sides of previous ash ring rakings.

A WHITE center and bottom of the fire pit revealed itself..the other side revealed it’s face and UNIFIED WITH THE OUR CONSCIOUS WORLD… THE FIRE RING CENTER.

The directional stone beings and rose quartz beings were returned to the fire ring perimeter. The small, old broom then swept out, completely, ALL, of our previous track … in the entire Longhouse ... to the door … creating a RE-NEWED field whereby the new tracks and paths will be laid down on a clear, purified and unified ground…in a sacred manner we walk.

We will walk there four days in ceremony ... this 5 Lamat, being the first of the four days of the Mayan New Year observances.

Fires are being built and prayers offered wherever DayKeepers and sweetgrass swingers live, sing, breath and dance.

Dream and make personal and collective ceremonies of Unified Intent according to dream and vision drawn from your life and offer it to Life.

In the Spirit of Art, Beauty and Love … forever.
Dawn Woman

Day 3 of personal Mayan New Year observances 
by Minisa Crumbo Halsey

Honoring and releasing grief ... Honoring and fusing with love and life
Continuing to be inspired by: THE SMELL OF RAIN ON DUST, by Martin Prechtel
Stories, histories, myths and tales from the great hearts of all the world villages 

Day 3 of 4 days of personal ceremony:

A day in which to honor the still and silent momentary voids that balance can bring, as we make a mid-summer pause, poised in the center balance of Being, just prior making the new footprints in the sand.

May I remind all readers and sweet grass swingers to prepare for these prayer vigils, and that is what they are, by ‘fanning off’ oneself with dry sage and sweetgrass both prior to and following time spent in consciously setting positive intentions to recognize, heal and  enjoy the renewed and strengthened connection to you Creator, Master of All Breath. We ‘have the right’ to make these prayers and to journey into the Center of Our Sacred Flowering Tree of Life. AHO!

One might begin by endeavoring to trust the Creative void: begin by quieting the mind, slowing the ceaseless tides of blood surge and soothing the solar powered nervous system by ‘being breathed’. Talk to these ‘systems’ as you go, introducing and explaining as to any friend or passerby meanwhile, working on gathering courage for making a mysterious and sacred journey into this body-sacred tree temple void we call home, as a visitor. One might prepare by stating ones name, assembling a gratitude bundle and only then, requesting permission to tour the grounds, as it were, with the intent of looking, seeing and knowing everything the body has to say or offer, acknowledging, asking forgiveness where necessary and apologizing where it seems appropriate for abuses, excesses, total lack of awarenesses, howling medicine cries that will doctor and release the ancient and new outrageous grief occasions and any general lacks and unnamed lapses of conscious nourishment and attention.

Now is a good time to rest a bit, drink some water, ‘fan off’ again, remember the ‘be breathed’ medicine teaching. Relax and do something else for a while if you do not feel ready or ‘up to’ continuing at this time. Consider yourself to be in sacred ceremony of the coming new year, never forget: this is personal sacred ceremony that you are designing for yourself and that ‘you are the sacred”. At this time we may begin to feel ready to request of ourselves that a measure of our potentially endless reserves of strength, bravery and endurance levels formulate, rise and come forward once again, enabling us to continue the inner temple Medicine Journey of celebrating life, anchored and encouraged with the confidence found in conscious and whole connection that all things originate with the Master of All Breath.

As we are visiting our inner temple of wisdom let us next prepare to meet the altar of body-sacred tree knowledge by divining a spirit bundle of gratitude gifts to distribute as we go.
Here we may name and acknowledge all of the positive and loving attentions that have actually been lavished with a disciplined heart and mind, upon the body temple. Pause or sit in different places upon and within this core body, exchanging smiles, accord and recognition of unified and vibrant good heath, a vision of balance and harmony in all things and a deep love of life..with ourselves and all beings, now and forever more.

These visits to our inner altars can be done anytime or revisited. Conversations may be resumed…counsel may be offered and received at any time. Do not be frightened when strange and new ‘medicine’ comes forward but ‘hear it out’ and examine these truths which are in actuality ‘medicine’ teachings about the world and how it has worked, is working and will work. These teachings will serve to put an end to all that is not real.

One of the greatest anguishes arising out of the mystery of perceived separation is living in diverse positions of diminished abilities of awareness. Within this, and any season, there are specific ‘medicines’ whereby seasonal avenues are opened to those willing to journey into the center voids and look truth in the face, thereby setting oneself free from the isolating islands of stoney grief and moisture parched earth.

So, Float now, in weightless balance, preparing, celebrating, knowing and being..renewed in Unity..
Preparing to nourish the butterfly wings of duality as it emerges for flight into the new year…alive in a living world….while honoring the world villages of our body temples.

Sent with summer smiles from the Spirit Horse Ranch.
Dawn Woman

The Eve of the Mayan New Year

Greetings Kin, Many thanks to my dear Medicine Circle Sisters in Oklahoma who are observing 4 days of sacred ceremony. I am honored to walk this way in your company. Minisa shares her waking message on the 4th Day, as we look to that High Holy place that we enter upon sundown.

In lak’ech, Debra/Jaguar Woman  

MAYAN NEW YEAR: 8 Chuen

 COMING INTO THE WORLD COMMUNITY, ONCE AGAIN 

The 260 day corn cycle is completed once again and the rains are falling, up on the beautiful Lago Atitlan in the Guatemalan Highlands. Medicine story tells that the 260 day Mayan Year and Calendar arose from the Lago Atitlan- regarded as the Navel of the World and was demonstrated by the 260 days life cycle of the corn plant, from planting to harvest, by the Highland seasonal planting imperatives…in the autumn when the cold and heavy rains have gifted moisture, then lifted their cloud skirts from the volcanos and departed …

We have been tending the inner temples of wisdom and knowledge, strengthening and renewing our selves as the Sacred Flowering Tree. We have revisited the good old medicine partnership of grief and love, set intentions of Unity and with arms loaded with gifts journeyed into the innermost and sacred precincts of our minds, hearts, bodies and Spirits, feeding, making and renewing talks with the inner, life bringing, fires, ethers, minerals, winds and waters. We are reborn into yet another cycle.

As the wisdom and knowledge altars of the body have been tended let us now turn our vision outward-and celebrate the wisdom and knowledge altars of the natural world, Our Beautiful Mother Earth and the Resplendent Father Sky Sun. Let us come forward calling not only our names but also all names of the beloved. Let us come forward bearing our flowering and fruiting gifts of the inner temple.. To breath, laugh, cry, dance and feast as one with this beautiful world we call home. Let us prepare, bring forward and offer those flowering and fruiting gifts and breathe our prayers to the seen and unseen, known and unknown powers and spirits of origin and place that live alongside of and within us, every moment.

Let us prepare, bringing forward and offering talking prayers, singing, dancing, libation, lighting candles, cooking feast food (remembering to make a Spirit plate … Spirit eats first) ... let us build, tend, think, feel, speak and feed delicious things to the fires, waters, winds, the stone beings, the thunder beings, the star people, all those who have gone before us and those yet to come….and all beings that fly, swim, crawl or stand rooted as the skebyak, the green beings.  Do something special, especially if in solitude and  silence ... thought..intention is everything. Celebration and Ceremony is good.  Let us now make celebration, walking out into the world and joining our inner altars of wisdom, knowledge and love with those of the our outer world…Remembering to life again, the myriad unities and possibilities a duality world… In spirit dance with harmony and balance…now and forever more.

AHO.
A heavy summer rain has begun.
WE THANK YOU CREATOR, WE THANK YOU.
Dawnwoman 1 IK