Autumn
A Time for Storytelling
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Equinox Photos, Sunset (top), Moonrise (bottom left) and Sunrise (bottom rt)
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Storytelling
I've had a season of story telling. Now with the cold sinking in, it makes us hunker down with a warm blanket, read more, watch more films and gather with friends. I know the world is still not the way we wish it would be, nor will it ever be where it was the day we all remember as the beginning of the Pandemic. However changed, the important things are still here.
Nature teaches us that change will come no matter what. The leaves will begin to change from green to oranges and red and yellows, then fall to the ground. But that is not their end. It is just a transformation, to rich fertile soil, so that new beginnings, new sprouts will come again. If we listen to the stories they follow these teachings from nature just like a creek moves around a rock, slowly, sometimes fast, but surely.
This season past I have learned alot from Mesa Verde, about being a protector of ancient stories, places left behind like pins on a map. The word is "humble" I have been humbled. I came in with a vision, all that I had learned, taught, prepared for was just asked to be laid down, to be nothing more than an observer, and to share daily with those that ventured to come.
I also learned that my life had been witnessed by many, particularly social media like Facebook was a screen and it really wasn't making me happy. People would watch my daiiy life, like a broadcast, but no one was participating IN my life. One day when things got really dark after a tragedy near the park, there were none to turn to to talk about things. Sadly, that is how things are. The world seems more connected but yet further away. I disconnected my FB and I have not missed it since. And only one noticed and sent a message a few months later. Does that measure my friendships? Does it measure all that care? Our perceptions are our own, and others cannot begin to know what each of us go through, because we are each unique, and all those stories are for us on our journey.
I mention that often to all that arrive at Mesa Verde, to see, what they believe as abandoned buildings, a story that was created with an agenda on just how this place began and ended. So my duty is to first, be the mediator, the interpreter for the voices of those past that are linked to those living descendants today. To remind people that this place is very much living and alive if we will just listen. This place, where we listen, is where magic happens. And I am grateful for every coyote, pinyon jay, horse, bear, juniper, dwelling, even the hail, storms and sunsets, all of it, grateful for how it shapes me. I am but that ball of clay, held in an invisible hand that is being molded, just like the artifacts from 5,000 years ago, that I can place in my hand and feel the prints of the makers from long ago. We are a continual changing story.
Autumn has arrived, and so we slow down and listen more!
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Updates and Adventures coming
The season here at Mesa Verde is now coming to an end on October 23. Many do not know that the Park Rangers are short term employees, and that we will once again become unemployed. Its a long set system that keeps many nomadic for all of their lives. So then winter becomes the time of change, and some get jobs in other places, some get picked for another NPS job, its a game of jockeying resumes and usajobs.gov daily searching.
For me this winter, will be heading to Bisbee, Az. First I will fulfill the promise to return to Mt. Tabor Park, to train a new set of skills to the humans who love those old growth trees, just like me. We were very fortunate that we received a small grant to purchase some data equipment and expand the data collection for the trees, landscape, ecology and more while networking into the NASA GLOBE database that reaches people all over the world.
It is easy, look for the GLOBE Observer project, and download the App to begin adding information on trees and nature into this planetary database.
Once those few weeks are complete I shall head for Bisbee, to open an Acupuncture clinic at Object Ltd. Look for the grand opening on this website sometime around Thanksgiving. All appointments will be made online by private consult. I look forward to my return to Bisbee for the winter, and seeing old friends and familiar places again.
Being back in the web network, (having wifi and phone connection again), I will be offering at least one class a week for all of you once again interested in Qigong/Yoga and Medicine Workshops.
I also will be working on a Winter Art Project entitled "150 Sunsets on the Mesa" These will be fiber painted oil pastel images of the sunsets I capture from my hogan on the mesa this season. Any commissions and interested art collectors you are welcome to contact me.
And not leaving the last news as the least, Ki and Sara are having their second baby in a few weeks, and I am thrilled to have shared Jude's 3rd birthday with him last week, and look forward to hugging the new baby sister real soon. Family, is a cure in itself. Not all families come from blood, but love surpasses all boundaries of physical limits, and is there if we only will just see, listen and share. To all of my families out there, I love you.
Be well everyone, more tinctures are coming for the winter, classes will begin again, medicine will be practiced and man
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