Summer Solstice 2014

Today, the Summer Solstice 2014, eight (8) magic mushrooms emerged in the grotto and one emerged outside the grotto totaling nine (9),  the number of completion. They are marking, signifying and connecting the 'good red road, SOUTH: red, love, emotion,with the NORTH: white, purity, and wisdom.

A solstice gift.

The WINTER SEED gifts are made manifest as the SUMMER SUN dreams and makes new SEED, feeding the NORTHERN WINTER DREAM TIME.

THE MARRIAGE IS MADE!
THE NEW YEAR IS ASSURED!

Exploring the Essential Wildness of Life

After all the counting, selecting, planning, making and firing of prayers, waiting, listening, cultivating of the Divine Inner Garden, preparing the physical beds, raking in aged sheep poo, drawing the rows and forming mounds, selecting and soaking seeds, waiting for and watching the Grandmother Moon's progress, last frosts and finally with the putting in of new plants and the dropping in of wordless hopes and silently prayed over seeds, I am brought to release all of the effort and surrender to the essential wildness of life, my life and the whole carefully tended concept of thinking I knew even a little bit of what I was doing and what was happening!

The blast of summer medicine has rocked my world open to the vast and unknown potential that secretly or not so secretly, I hope, dream and pray, will one day be restored, the liberty of the wild creative love and innocence.

So, if the messages of nature are not listened to, what will be listened to? The new will enter with all of the whole correctness set to unfold, unfurl, reveal and return, moment to moment to satisfy the original instructions and any other use of energy will risk becoming a grave distraction and expenditure of energy. Attention and energy, knowing the not known-ness of the evolved original face is the only worthy toil of the farmers' Divine Inner Garden, now finding itself in form.

Grasshoppers, the bane of my farmer's life have not appeared this year. I hesitate even to speak of it but if they are part of the new myth...the stories of plagues, droughts, floods and other unavoidable disappointments must be told. Their absence has opened up and relaxed all kinds of other stories. Riotous stories. Laughter and song live in the rows this year. Life and love have returned to the rows. I know goodness this year.

The Salad Days

....are upon us again. Tender lettuce leaves, asparagus spears and early herbs, thrice washed, are already on the table. The cantaloupe, cucumber, and blue corn seeds are sprouting. The heirloom tomatoes are putting on their first blooms, the bok choy, hot chiles and sweet peppers, squash and spring onions are stabilizing and strengthening. Wild things are happening in the garden...each plant having its own look and way. The returning arugula survivors are bolting early and preparing to phase out..others are poised to take over. And I do mean take over. I am ever and increasingly aware that the natural world is poised to over grow every inch of earth on this old, eroded Cretaceous hill here in the Cross Timbers Country of Oklahoma upon which my husband, two dogs and myself visit and live..as long as we might.

The night. The wind. I'm going to stay strictly centered for the moment and drift with the atmosphere, attentive to the power that is released when I listen and obey.

More later on the ' take over ' initiatives.

Fall Equinox 2013

Greetings,

The Medicine Direction of the West has arrived  bringing the moving inward time. Harvest also comes and with it some of the gifts we will carry inward for the all important 'time of introspection'.

This season of the Medicine Wheel ... Carefully inspect, count and look to recognize and gain as much information, inspiration and energy as you are able from These seeds, which carry much import and Only we can decipher and correctly interpret our personal harvest.

This is the time to gift the seeds, fruits and herbs with gratitude and unconditional love. It begins with mindfulness and from there each of us may design our own personal harvest ceremonies which may also include song, prayers, dance and feasting.

Recall this past spring and tell the story to life ... and the coming winter ... who will accept and carry these seeds in her belly to give birth to next planting season. These seeds will encode your stories within their histories and say how it was/is with us. Part of their healthy lives are contingent upon the quality of our participation as co-creators.

As we face the west let us remember and accept that the east-spring-planting season is at our back. When we are not sure how to proceed or what to say we have but to ask and to be willing for the power of the direction to provide inspiration for fertile and gracious thoughts and words.

Sometimes we wonder about who all of the other 'theys' are. The directions can be asked for information, also, at your daily sunrise ceremony you may ask 'grandfather, what would you have me know this day'? Accept the first thought that comes to you. In this way we take the mindful steps of building spiritual muscle and capital. Reflect on that first thought throughout the day ... test it out ... it's up to us to build these roads and pathways ... asking, is it true or not? What more is there to know or carry forward in my life? Not knowing is an outcome of our perceived separation from the Creator and is so much more painful than knowing, for in knowing things can begin to move Into dynamic change and in not knowing ... too many things are managed where they remain hidden, or aggressively in mind, and difficult to dislodge, evolve or release.

The directions, Sun, Moon, plants, waters, winds, fires, stones ... All knowledge is held in the Natural World. The Free University of Natural Wisdom & Intelligence.

Make application and attend daily. Do your homework. Ask questions, pay the dues and tuitions of awareness and gratitude. Tell everyone who your teachers are and what is your Alma mater. Why love her, him and them less? Why forget and place all others first? 

Go TEAM CREATION!
Dawn Woman

Rainbow Over Ranch Signals End of Summer Heat

Cherokee White Eagle Blue Corn

July 2013 Harvest - Dawn Woman

and all the rest of us ...

 

 

 

Bozho Nikan

Bozho Nikan, hello, my bone,

May all lives sprout, flower, seed and sleep, complete with the beauty of the offering of the season, in this, another springtime of our lives. May it be the most beautiful yet.

Migwech, wewene kiche migwech Creator, Mother Earth and Father Sky-Sun for ALL of the gifts.

In the Spirit of Art and Beauty Forever,

Wabaksekwe

Photos by Luvs Purple

Bending, Weaving, Dancing: The Art of Woody Crumbo

WOODY CRUMBO CENTENNIAL EXHIBITION 1912-1989
THOMAS GILCREASE MUSEUM
Tulsa, Oklahoma
exhibition dates:
February 2013 through May 19, 2013

Anhna Voung & Minisa Crumbo

Animal Dance

Carole Klein, Minisa Crumbo, Phyllis Logsdon

Minisa Crumbo @ the Gilcrease

Woody Crumbo Photo Montage

Gilcrease Staff

In The Gallery

Jim Halsey

Keith Taylor (KTUL Tulsa), Minisa Crumbo

Minisa Crumbo

Rainbow Horse