What is my method?
To Be Like a Strong Tree that Can Not Be Moved.
When I feel afraid and get nervous – I will not Move.
When I want to run away – I will not Move.
When I feel sad – I will not Move.
When I feel anxiety – I will not Move.
When The FUCK FACE fill up my mind – I will not Move.
I am practice to stay, stay in it, with it – and use it!
I am not moving – but I am dancing with the power of the Wind.
I drink the Drops from my leaves – that are likes Pearls on a String.
My Roots are Weaved together to the Earth – which make me strong and stable.
My Roots are reaching into the Unknown Mystery of Mother Earth.
My branches are weaved together with Air and I am reaching for the Sun.
The Flaming Power of the Sun – that give me power to grow and to become
what I am.
The Repeater and the Black Bird (both teachers) conducted a day-long session at The Brewery. In the courtyard we set up cooking plates and brewed a portion of beer (named Mead by us). Beforehand, we asked the School Nurse (the Medicin Woman) to conduct an initiation ritual to open our minds…
. Once in a hall of summer on a sticky floor rolling roaring with laughter and beaming smiles shouting into air as air . Climbing all those steps knocking at the stones front door “it’s only me, let me come in” Carpeted floors in hallways the corners inhabited…