Last weekend Blew Thunder and I had an opportunity. Along with another resident of White Sage, we went to the Forrest Service and got a permit to do a volunteer clean up of trash along Forest Road 22. We arranged to do this on Friday and Saturday, putting out a flyer to invite any and all people who use the road to come and help clean it up.
We spent two days walking along the road, picking up bottles, cans, old tires, scrap metal, barb wire, and any form of trash you could think of. In two days our little team of volunteers cleaned only 5 miles of roadway, and took a 22 foot trailer filled with junk and garbage bags to the dump. We had beautiful weather, saw horned toads, snakes, rabbits, and birds, and shared an inter-tribal song with the other volunteers.
By the end of the day on Saturday, we both knew we needed to do the second blue road healing, then we just fell asleep. It felt just like it did years ago when we had helped people with remodeling their bathrooms. After removing the wallboard or flooring that was to be replaced, there was an energetic outpouring of "gunk" that needed time to clear out before we could go back in and put the new surfaces on.
This felt like an outpouring of stagnant energy (especially human dis-respect) from the Earth herself. Our walking for mile after mile and picking up everything that had been discarded unconsciously had an amazing effect of release for the land. Then on Sunday, I was quickly urged to place the next set of 7 spokes in the medicine wheel, the spirits said "do it quickly before it rains!" It was hot and dusty, and a bit windy, but I followed their instructions.
By that night, it was raining. Now today, it has turned into snow (!!!) and we have once again filled all of our buckets. We are seeing such an incredible depth of regeneration now, beginning our third year in the area in June. New plants are appearing that were not here when we came here. Beautiful new and different leaves are appearing on the sage brush, and the Indian tea is making a kind of flower that I have not seen before. The bee balm, an ancient Anasazi plant that was cultivated in their gardens, has sprouted up all around us. It is amazing to watch this regeneration process take place!
The two of us were reminded again that even the simple act of picking up trash is not always as it appears! The residents of White Sage have not done any kind of community project for as long as they have lived here. It has always been "every man for himself" and a Hatfield vs. McCoy kind of attitude that has prevailed. We acknowledged that the human consciousness is shifting even as the weather patterns are shifting... Prosperity is truly connected to human consciousness, just as the weather patterns are. Everything is one in all of life...if we can remember to see past the separation.
Many Blessings,
Kachina
