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Great Horned Owl Medicine: Trusting Your Inner Knowing We’re well-trained to give our power away to external authorities ~ other people, social media, belief systems ~ as if they’re all-knowing so…

Great Horned Owl Med…

Great Horned Owl Medicine: Trusting Your Inner Knowing We’re well-trained to give our power away to external authorities ~ other people, social media, belief systems ~ as if they’re all-knowing sources of indisputable truths. Great Horned Owl shows us the way to listen to and follow our inner authority. Great Horned Owls soar through the air on silent wings. Though many birds find resting places at sunset, Owls are nocturnal. They thrive in their natural elements of darkness and night. Their feathering is set to soak in vibrations and sound. Their heads turn almost full circle, gathering s…

I was getting to know a river whose path wandered through the willows and cottonwoods near our house. We’d found a place to land, in the wake of my father’s death, thirteen miles down a bumpy dirt…

I was getting to kno…

I was getting to know a river whose path wandered through the willows and cottonwoods near our house. We’d found a place to land, in the wake of my father’s death, thirteen miles down a bumpy dirt road. According to contemporary maps, we were living along the San Juan River. Yet this river had many names long before words written with the english alphabet. I’d been talking to the river to find out what she likes to be called. Her name had something to do with dancing waters and singing rocks. She was a river of healing waters, that was clear. Walking barefoot in the gentle currents and c…

Here are a couple gems from our ceremony, powerful guidance from Earth and Spirits for resetting balance in our world… …

Here are a couple ge…

Here are a couple gems from our ceremony, powerful guidance from Earth and Spirits for resetting balance in our world… Audio Clip Mother Earth is Calling to Us by JoAnne Dodgson https://www.joannedodgson.com/wp-content/uploads/2025/02/MotherEarthBalance.m4a …

Follow the callings for Love that has no bounds. This is our Quest in these Turning of the Times.Soak in the spirits’ medicines from our Throwing the Bones Ceremony: (click on image to watch video…

Follow the callings …

Follow the callings for Love that has no bounds. This is our Quest in these Turning of the Times.Soak in the spirits’ medicines from our Throwing the Bones Ceremony: (click on image to watch video)

Lioness is calling to the heart of humanity because she’s not able to raise her cubs the well-being of new generations is in question in this inside-out upside-down backwards spinning world   Lione…

Lioness is calling t…

Lioness is calling to the heart of humanity because she’s not able to raise her cubs the well-being of new generations is in question in this inside-out upside-down backwards spinning world   Lioness is calling to the heart of humanity not blaming and shaming not down-putting and dehumanizing not with warring words because that would only mimic and perpetuate the out-of-balance ways in the world   Lioness is calling to the heart of humanity because she knows in our hearts in our genuine human nature in our ancestry and sacred designs we hold the knowings of how to live in balance with ours…

When the glowing orange sun rose up over the horizon, a hint of magic filled the air. A chattering flock of ravens surfed wildly on the winds. Blue-black feathers shimmered as ravens landed on tree br…

When the glowing ora…

When the glowing orange sun rose up over the horizon, a hint of magic filled the air. A chattering flock of ravens surfed wildly on the winds. Blue-black feathers shimmered as ravens landed on tree branches, creating avalanches of snow. With wide-open wings, they soared to the ground to hold council in the frozen field beside my house. I wondered what the ravens were up to besides calling me out to play. Bundled up head to toe in warm woolies, I headed outside. The vibrant green forest was frosted with sparkling white snow and embraced by the brilliant blue sky. My spirited dog, Jasmine, rompe…

‘Even if one person fell in love with life again, a river of change would begin to flow. Even if just one person chose to live in heart-centered ways, a powerful momentum would be set in motion for …

‘Even if one perso…

‘Even if one person fell in love with life again, a river of change would begin to flow. Even if just one person chose to live in heart-centered ways, a powerful momentum would be set in motion for creating a heart-centered world. ~ from Spirit of Chocolate: A Woman’s Journey to the Rainforest in Search of Her Dreams   I love the Solstice season, the wisdoms and unknowns living inside the dance of changing cycles. Rich possibilities thrive in transitional spaces between what exists, what’s Dying away, and who and what is becoming. Whoever you are ~ sea urchin, pine tree, polar bear, lun…

When I heard Jasmine’s urgent barking, I headed back out to the mesas. I could sense from the trail of her voice that she was on the move. Was she chasing coyotes again? Jasmine and Coyotes had many…

When I heard Jasmine…

When I heard Jasmine’s urgent barking, I headed back out to the mesas. I could sense from the trail of her voice that she was on the move. Was she chasing coyotes again? Jasmine and Coyotes had many close-up encounters through our years living on the mesas ~ spectacular, breath-taking, can’t-believe-this-is-happening-right-before-my-eyes encounters. So when I saw Jasmine bounding toward me, leading the way with a pack of wild dogs behind her, it took me a breath or two to translate what was happening. I felt awed by the beauty while my mind patched together the story. Jasmine was running f…

I’ve been clearing a patch of land by my house where there’s a burly overgrowth of dried Tumbleweeds. My harvesting wardrobe includes thick leather gloves and toeless socks pulled over my arms to …

I’ve been clearing…

I’ve been clearing a patch of land by my house where there’s a burly overgrowth of dried Tumbleweeds. My harvesting wardrobe includes thick leather gloves and toeless socks pulled over my arms to prevent painful encounters with the prickly thorns. I’ve been wondering about these still-rooted Tumbleweeds. Why haven’t they tumbled the way Tumbleweeds do? What’s holding them in place when their natural inclination, in this season in their lives and on our earth, is to uproot and move across the land? Do they really like it here or have they just gotten stuck? Clearing away the dried Tum…

We live in a universe, on a planet, and in bodies that are intricate weavings of cycles within cycles within cycles. Wherever we are on our earth, we are moving toward Equinox. This shift in the earth…

We live in a univers…

We live in a universe, on a planet, and in bodies that are intricate weavings of cycles within cycles within cycles. Wherever we are on our earth, we are moving toward Equinox. This shift in the earth’s seasons has been honored for centuries in diverse human cultures and in ceremonial ways. In each 365-day cycle of our earth’s spiral dance around our sun, two Equinoxes and two Solstices occur. These seasonal shifts set an essential foundation in place, a vital rhythm for life on earth. Equinox and Solstice are threshold places, transitions between one season and the next. They offer us lan…

Dandelions color the landscapes with vibrant green leaves and bursts of gold blossoms. They are one of the first flowering plants to root in the earth and reach toward the sun, celebrating the awakeni…

Dandelions color the…

Dandelions color the landscapes with vibrant green leaves and bursts of gold blossoms. They are one of the first flowering plants to root in the earth and reach toward the sun, celebrating the awakening of spring. Dandelions beckon the pollinators out of their wintery retreats.Dandelions offer nourishment to many, including humans. Blossoms, leaves, and stems are edible and can brewed into medicinal teas. Dandelion roots are a traditional remedy for detox and cleansing, to release what doesn’t belong in order to flourish and grow. As Dandelions complete their life cycles, the brilliant gol…

Grandmother Corn is an Ancient Onewho shares the medicine ofplentyenoughnesslush nourishmentabundance Everyone’s included in the bountiful sharingnobody’s left out of the beauty and richnesswalls …

Grandmother Corn is …

Grandmother Corn is an Ancient Onewho shares the medicine ofplentyenoughnesslush nourishmentabundance Everyone’s included in the bountiful sharingnobody’s left out of the beauty and richnesswalls don’t separate the haves from have-notsthere is nothing you have to do to deserve the gifts In her languagewords do not existto evaluate who’s worthyof love, generosity, and respect In her ancestral knowingsthere is no translationfor never-enoughness In her eyesthe web of lifeis not chopped apartinto deserving/undeservingsuperior/inferiorbeautiful/unbeautifulspecial/unspecialgood/badbetter tha…