Reflections:   Jul 2010.    3rd Qtr 2010

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Greetings Relatives,

Late spring through mid summer has been a whirlwind. The latter half of May found me in the foothills of the Mt. Lassen range conducting our bi-annual Hanbleceya. Conditions were ideal and the Tunkasilas, most palpable and generous with the Medicine.

In early June, at the request of my ailing father who was grappling with and suffering from advanced esophageal cancer, I flew to the East coast to be of service and assistance to him. Immediately after my return to California, members of the tiospaye and I embarked on our annual journey to the Sundance in Lampasas, Texas (fortunately no tornados this year though temperatures were sweltering). With virtually no interval in between (essentially enough time to deposit the trailer back home and to repack my gear and the truck), I journeyed solo to Big Mountain, AZ where I was invited to Sundance in early July on the Diné reservation with Indigenous peoples from all over the world. It was particularly inspiring, a profound honour in fact, to pray beside elders in their latter years (septa and octogenarians) who Danced the entire four days sans food and water on the blistering hot sand, including piercing to the Tree of Life on behalf of all of our relations.

En route back to California, the day after the AZ Dance, I was informed of my father’s passing so once again boarded a plane East to participate in his memorial service. Considering the deep and important inner work he addressed (and I had the privilege to support) in the previous months, it affirms my conviction that it is possible to heal and yet not be cured. I am gratified to know that when we parted company, his heart and Spirit were at peace and, through my current Dreams with him, continue to be so.

Interestingly, soon after each Sundance, I witnessed very serious automobile accidents (roll overs) which should have precipitated loss of life. However, in both instances, besides immediately expressing prayers, as a certified EMT, I administered emergency care to the drivers who managed to escape dazed yet, apart from slight cuts and bruises, surprisingly and virtually unharmed.

Back from the East coast, the end of July found members of the tiospaye and I manifesting a Vision - completing a ceremony the Tunkasilas had gifted and shared with me while on the Hill a couple of years earlier. At the conclusion of this ceremony, driving back from the Sierras, there was a blowout of one of my rear truck tires. Safely maneuvering to the shoulder of the interstate, I was dismayed by the prospect of repair – unhooking the trailer, unloading the items packed in the cab to fish out the necessary tools, accessing the spare, the process of replacing the tire, reattaching the trailer etc. While contemplating the most efficient way to proceed, within five minutes of pulling off the road, a vehicle approached and parked from behind. It was a tow truck. Unbeknownst to myself at the time, there is a free service available to stranded motorists on the principal thoroughfares owned and operated by a coalition of California governmental agencies. The kind driver immediately observed my distress and swiftly came to my aid. Literally within minutes (he had more appropriate and heavier equipment for the task), the tire was changed and we were back on the road – gratitude to the driver and the Freeway Service Patrol for this invaluable assistance.

Through all of the intensity and rich experiences these past few months, they have been characterized by absolute Grace and flow. The episode with the tire poignantly illustrates this fact. Furthermore, it reinforces that when we align in faith, trust and surrender to the Source, in selfless service to all of Creation, that, in the spirit of balance and Sacred reciprocity, we will be served and taken care of especially in our own moments of need.



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