Wild Woman

Wild Woman - Omega 2013

Arrived home Saturday about 5 pm after a 10-hour drive of 600 miles.  Amazing that it was not really a bad day at all - full of lots of processing of what had gone on the previous two weeks - which I am still doing and will be for some time.  Very powerful training - the final two weeks of my 7-week Healing the Light Body School with Four Winds Society over a span of 15 months.  Many new tools added to my shaman tool box now ready to pass along to you.  Here's a photo of me in my costume for a skit - I'll give you the poem I used to exemplify the Wild Woman I am.
A Summer Day- by Mary Oliver
Who made the world?
Who made the fox, the snake, the hawk?
Who made the grasshopper?
This grasshopper, I mean - 
the one who has flung herself out of the grass,
the one who is eating sugar out of my hand,
who is moving her jaws back and forth instead of up and down
who is gazing around with her enormous and complicated eyes.
Now she lifts her pale forearms ad thoroughly washes her face.
Now she snaps her wings open, and floats away.
I don't know exactly what a prayer is,
I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down
into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass,
how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields
which is what I have been doing all day.
Tell me, what else should I have done?
Doesn't everything die at last, and too soon?
Tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life?