Thursday, July 31, 2008

Flying week

I'm not so sure where this week has gone, but it dawned on me I totally missed this weeks Tuesday Talent. This tuesday though you'll be in for a treat.

I've been keeping some really odd hours this week, falling asleep at around 7pm and waking up at around 3am. I'm not at all bothered by it because I've found my creativity in high gear. (I partly think it's because it's sooooo quiet!)

Another jewel found among these circumstances is the beautiful rising sun. I've been so energized yet peaceful watching it rise while I work. Such a blessing to be able to experience so much beauty! And all that time I spent hitting the snooze button!

Thursday, July 24, 2008

The Origins of Medicine







The Origin of Medicine

At one time, animals and people lived together peaceably and talked with each other. But when mankind began to multiply rapidly, the animals were crowded into forests and deserts.

Man began to destroy animals wholesale for their skins and furs, not just for needed food. Animals became angry at such treatment by their former friends, resolving they must punish mankind.

The bear tribe met in council, presided over by Old White Bear, their Chief. After several bears had spoken against mankind for their bloodthirsty ways, war was unanimously agreed upon. But what kinds of weapons should the bears use?
Chief Old White Bear suggested that man's weapon, the bow and arrow, should be turned against him. All of the council agreed. While the bears worked and made bows and arrows, they wondered what to do about bowstrings. One of the bears sacrificed himself to provide the strings, while the others searched for good arrow- wood.
When the first bow was completed and tried, the bear's claws could not release the strings to shoot the arrow. One bear offered to cut his claws, but Chief Old White Bear would not allow him to do that, because without claws he could not climb trees for food and safety. He might starve.

The deer tribe called together its council led by Chief Little Deer. They decided that any Indian hunters, who killed deer without asking pardon in a suitable manner, should be afflicted with painful rheumatism in their joints.

After this decision, Chief Little Deer sent a messenger to their nearest neighbors, the Cherokee Indians.

"From now on, your hunters must first offer a prayer to the deer before killing him," said the messenger. "You must ask his pardon, stating you are forced only by the hunger needs of your tribe to kill the deer. Otherwise, a terrible disease will come to the hunter."

When a deer is slain by an Indian hunter, Chief Little Deer will run to the spot and ask the slain deer's spirit; "Did you hear the hunter's prayer for pardon?"
If the reply is yes, then all is well and Chief Little Deer returns to his cave. But if the answer is no, then the Chief tracks the hunter to his lodge and strikes him with the terrible disease of rheumatism, making him a helpless cripple unable to hunt again.

All the fishes and reptiles then held a council and decided they would haunt those Cherokee Indians, who tormented them, by telling them hideous dreams of serpents twining around them and eating them alive. These snake and fish dreams occurred often among the Cherokees. To get relief, the Cherokees pleaded with their Shaman to banish their frightening dreams if they no longer tormented the snakes and fish.

Now when the friendly plants heard what the animals had decided against mankind, they planned a countermove of their own. Each tree, shrub, herb, grass, and moss agreed to furnish a cure for one of the diseases named by the animals and insects.
Thereafter, when the Cherokee Indians visited their Shaman about their ailments and if the medicine man was in doubt, he communed with the spirits of the plants. They always suggested a proper remedy for mankind's diseases.

This was the beginning of plant medicine from nature among the Cherokee Indian nation a long, long time ago.



~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~AnotherVersion~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

In ancient times, people lived in harmony with Nature. They spoke the
same language as the animals and plants. They hunted for food only to
satisfy their hunger and needs, always offering a prayer of thanks for
what they had taken from Nature.As time went on, humans lost this innocence and harmony. They took more than they needed. They forgot their prayers of gratitude. They killed animals, and each other, for sport or pleasure.

The Bear Tribe, chief among the animals, called a meeting of all the animals. They decided that something had to be done. The Bears suggested that they shoot back
when the humans shot at them, but the bow and arrow required too great a sacrifice, for one bear would have to give up his life so that his sinew could be used for the bowstring. The bear's claws were too long for shooting a bow anyway, and would become entangled on the string.



The Deer Tribe offered another method of dealing with the problem. One
of their members said, "We will bring disease into the world. Each of us
will be responsible for a different illness. When humans live out of
balance with Nature, when they forget to give thanks for their food,
they will get sick." And in fact the Deer did invoke rheumatism and
arthritis; each animal then decided to invoke a different
disease

The Plant Tribe was more sympathetic and felt that this was too harsh a
punishment, so they volunteered their help. They said that for every
disease a human gets, one of them would be present to cure it. That way,
if people used their intelligence, they would be able to cure their
ailments and regain their balance. All of Nature agreed to this
strategy. One plant in particular spoke out. This was Tobacco, the chief
of the plants. He said, "I will be the sacred herb. I will not cure any
specific disease, but I will help people return to the sacred way of
life, provided I am smoked or offered with prayers and ceremony. But if
I am misused, if I am merely smoked for pleasure, I will cause cancer,
the worst disease of all."

The close friends of the Plant Tribe, the Rock Tribe and the Mineral
Tribe, agreed to help. Each mineral would have a spiritual power, a
subtle vibration that could be used to regain perfect health. The Ruby,
worn as an amulet, would heal the heart; the Emerald would heal the
liver and eyes, and so on. The chief of the mineral tribe, Quartz
Crystal, was clear, like the light of Creation itself. Quartz put his
arms around his brother Tobacco and said, "I will be the sacred mineral.
I will heal the mind. I will help human beings see the origin of
disease. I will help to bring wisdom and clarity in dreams. And I will
record their spiritual history, including our meeting today, so that in
the future, if humans gaze into me, they may see their origin and the
way of harmony." And so it is today.


Sunday, July 13, 2008

Local Events for July

A good list of events you don't want to miss!

You can find me and my fellow CT Etsy Team members at the following events strutting our handmade goodies:

~Every Tuesday Sandy Hook Organic Farmer's Market 2 - 6 pm
~July 12-13 Sailfest in New London
~July 13 The Space in Hamden for the Project Puppy Indie Craft Show - A wonderful event to help support abused street dogs (satos) in the streets of puerto rico.All proceeds are going to the search and rescue efforts of the Amigos de los animales. http://www.freewebs.com/projectpuppy
~July 13 "Pickle Palooza" at the Coventry Farmers' Market 11 am to 2 pm
on the grounds of the Nathan Hale Homestead, 2299 South Street, Coventry, CT
http://www.coventryfarmersmarket.com/
~July 14 Hartford Billings Forge Farmer's Market 11am-2pm
~July 14th (and every other Monday after that through October) Trout Brook Farmer's Market which is held at the Whole Foods Market on Raymond Road in West Hartford
~July 19 Celebrate East Lyme Day
~July 26-27 Old Saybrook Chamber of Commerce Art Festival 10-5 on Main Street by the Katharine Hepburn Cultural Arts Center
~July 26 Poetry is Music-A Celebration of Life 7pm-? Come see Muti-NAMMY Award-winning Native American Flutist Joseph FireCrow,the Steve Dunn Band, the mesmerizing Belly Dancer Lydia, the enchanting Tahitian Hula Dancer Tiare, and the Award-winning Poet Ameen-Storm Abo-Hamzy, among many others. All under a sky of fireworks and for free!!!! Event Detail

Saturday, July 12, 2008

The Vision


The View

This quote speaks many truths within my being, so I thought I would share it with you today.

I often like to imagine how the world would be if we didn't tear into our mother earth as if she was a valuable resource, but rather sit back and allow her to provide like she has for thousands of years. Imagine not having to wake up and go to work.

Imagine instead being able to go for a walk and collect the freshest of foods which grow in abundance all around us. Leisurely walks where we take in the beautiful scenery around us and let our senses be renewed. Breathe in the pure air, and watch the trees sway to the rhythm of the wind. The doe and her young nibble on fields of clover unafraid of your presence, because too often you have crossed paths. You share the earth, as it was ment to be shared and all of life prospers, in both peace and well-being. What a vision.

This vision is a true way of life, a life in alignment with spirit. This vision was lived upon the very land you read this less then a hundred and fifty years ago. ~Kat



You ask me to plow the ground. Shall I take a knife and tear my mother's bosom? Then when I die she will not take me to her bosom to rest. You ask me to dig for stones! Shall I dig under her skin for bones? Then when I die I cannot enter her body to be born again. You ask me to cut grass and make hay and sell it and be rich like white men, but how dare I cut my mother's hair. I want my people to stay with me here. All the dead men will come to life again. Their spirits will come to their bodies again. We must wait here in the homes of our fathers and be ready to meet them in the bosom of our mother.
-WOVOKA (JACK WILSON),
PAIUTE SPIRITUAL LEADER, C. 1856-1932