…….endless Sacred Art

Lifes answers….puzzle pieces….only show up when it is the exact right time. Time to use that piece and put it in place within the tapestry of your life. Today, while watching another ayahuasca documentary, I finally understand something. The prophecy of the rainbow warriors. I finally get it. I saw no way for that prophecy to come to fruition due to the wounds and scars of the Native Americans…. Their scars are permanently etched into their skin…their tribal skins. How can they come together with the white man? I’ve seen both. The hatred and the willingness. Today however….I see the deeper deep. I’ve known for some time that the Native Americans are having difficulty preserving their knowledge, because the children don’t want to learn. The children are caught up in the white world and have no desires to learn the languages or the stories, the skills or the knowledge. They have nobody to teach…to share their legacy.

The new part for me however…is the knowledge that the same thing is happening in Brazil…and possibly even Peru. Do they let the knowledge seep into the ground like blood…laid waste???? Or do they teach the white man….who has harmed them so thoroughly. On one hand…if they share with the white man….they then change the heart of that white man….and a possible trickle effect. Or they can let it evaporate. No. They can’t. They feel the absolute need to share what they’ve learned….before it’s forgotten….before it’s gone.

For todays purposes….I’m speaking of the ayahuasca. Not a drug. A plant spirit. A plant medicine. Yes….it provides psychedelic properties….but that is what is required to go deep within oneself…to learn from God and the spirits….how things work…and why. I have known that I’m a bit special to God. Hehe, at least I feel that way. I suffered with suicidal depression for 38 years. God gifted me. GIFTED me…with a vision/experience. Two in fact. The 2nd…..has been compared to taking the amanita muscariat mushroom. So…God gave me a mushroom trip…without the mushrooms. That’s playing favorites. Insights….newness. A new being, within the old. So….based on just that…..and they say my experience was like amanita…well then that tells me that the amanita and other plant medicines….are supposed to be utilized by us humans. Why on earth did HE put them here otherwise????? HUH HUH????? To go deep. To rise in consciousness….therefore…raising the rest of humanity. Without raising humanity…….we are doomed to the greed of the now and the past. If you have never considered having an experience like one of these….give it a thought. There are many options. My desire for the ayahuasca is climbing to new heights….whereas before I had no interest…due to what happens in process. It’s a very physical event….as well as spiritual. I thought I’d have to do peyote instead….a much gentler way. But now……now….I dunno now. Enlightenment is my goal after all.

More. More documentaries….more Daime music….reading the Daime song book…..Hmmm….I’m probably confusing you. There are different cultures using the same medicine…but they do them a bit uniquely. Like, the Peruvians do the ayahuasca in the dark….and the Brazilian Daime’s do it in the light. The music is a ritual thing that assists in the process. Gosh…the more I learn, the more I want it. The most powerful hallucinogen on the planet. Wow….and I wanna do it. That is staggering. Me, who had bad acid trips all 3 times I tried. Ya…I do. I even want to do it in Costa Rica, not driving to Austin and having a one nighter with strangers. I want…need the spiritual aspect before during and after. More art has commenced. Last night…a piece was created by me…that is obviously a personal piece for me and me alone. It’s small…like the others…but it is my story. It has the ayahuasca vine….and an owl sitting on it with both wings outstretched…ready to fly…..above his one outstretched wing….is a baby in a blankie bundle. Spirit put that there. While painting it…it was part of the vine. Summer spotted the baby…..and remembering my childhood painting of the owl…she said,…..well…where’s the bear? So I put a bear cub in…then I placed a long stem rose (ME) in his hand. Ya….my own personal sacred art. This art….and learning about the plant medicines is changing me…as intended. Last night I dug through my boxes of fiber goodies and pulled out 2…to call my own. Ha! Layered look. When we run out of this particular fiber…which we are using for these particular art pieces…..I have another owl I want to do. We have however…ordered more fiber. She will also need her own needle tool. Oh…she might be staying longer! Oh…and ya…..I said I wasn’t blogging…..but dang….I had to share that insight last night.

The babies are growing soooooo big! Can you tell by the photos???? I have to tell ya….in all honesty…I’m having difficulty telling apart some of the white babies. If they are with their mom…ya, easy peasy. If they are next to each other….also easier. But other than that….yikes! Guess that’s when tags would come in handy or painted hooves!!! Pirouette still loses the babies a lot…but that’s ok…we know all the hidey holes. And if a baby is sleeping hard….and doesn’t hear the herd move….oh Lordie…when they wake….look around and see they are alone!!!! Pure panic sets in and they jump up…..spin around….find their target and like a bullet….they are safe with the herd. Happens A LOT!!!!! And…. spellcheck won’t let me join my ALOT. There. I forced the matter. I’m putting wheat germ on the girls food to try to help with the winter skin issues that seem to happen every year. Dandruff. Zinc is the ticket.

Back to the art. Hehehe. One of the intentions I had when Summer was coming….was to free up my spontaneous art ability. You know…art from the brain…not a photo. It has been very successful!!! And….I will improve as I go. Just starting to flap my wings. Haven’t even taken off yet!!! Ok…well….I hope you’re enjoying learning about the different enlightenment medicines. La medicina. The GRANDMother……mostly for now….but GRANDFather too as life rolls on. There are so many! Cocao…..known as Mother to some. Cannabis….known as Ave Maria to some. Then there’s frog medicine…poison. Tobacco…..just the list is endless. Hehe….I asked Summer if IF I drank the Grandmother……would I then be able to answer the riddle in the Emerald Tablet???? Haha…she said…well…if that is your intention!!! I’ve tried several times…and sometimes I think I have it…and other times I’m so lost…but racking my brain to solve it. Horus…Thoth…Hermes….all same entity. Sorry….my brain is immersed. Ok….later gatorsssss. Signing off at YeeHaw Ranch.

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