Tuesday, October 27
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Daily Practice for August 19, 2016

Daily Practice for August 19, 2016

Word:  My friend, Priscilla Galasso, writes about hope and will in the BeZine. About hope, she writes specifically, "Hope is a deceitful kind of thing. It sounds like a marvelous, Puritanical virtue. I think it’s a slippery slope. Hope is passive. “I hope it won’t rain.” There’s nothing you can really do about it, one way or the other. You’re stating a wish, a sort of desire or thought without any teeth. “I hope my insurance will cover this.” You’re placing the burden of responsibility or action on something, someone other than yourself. “I hope in the future.” You’re making present moment decisions while not being present in the moment." Is that how hope works? When I look at the word hope, the definition includes "A desire of some good, accompanied with an expectation of obtain...
Our Ancestor"s Prayers

Our Ancestor"s Prayers

prayer, Spirituality
A few years ago I asked the grandmothers to come to me in a dream and explain why my family went into hiding. Because they were focused on passing, I did not have the opportunity to speak to them while they were alive. They eventually came into my sleep and simply said, "You are here, aren't you?" I find it impossible to argue with their logic. When they were having kids the world was an even more dangerous place for Native people. If one were light skinned, it paid to live far from the reservation and to pretend to be European. Perhaps the notion of passing and safety was driven home by the numerous Federal programs that encouraged Native people to assimilate. In any event, some of my family assimilated, others, like my father, not so much. The other thing the Grandmothers said during t...
Sabbath Saturday: Dreaming

Sabbath Saturday: Dreaming

Haiku, Photography, spiritual practice, Spirituality
In sleep at night, whether you know or not, the dreams come. If you are like me, you rarely remember your dreams. I wish that I was like those people that could remember all their dreams, have dream journals, and become wiser, deeper people through their accessing of their subconscious in this way. Sigh. But while I may not remember dreams, I can access my subconscious desires through meditation and contemplative practices. Listening to the deepest voice within my embodied self. Some would name this deep voice God, others name it Desire, Transformation, Mystery, or Sacred Self. For me, it is all of that. But there is one thing for certain! If I did not slow down, I would not be able to access my most sacred dreams. Slowing down, in meditation, is a necessary part of health and of access...