November
24, 2005 We are one short month from
Christmas as I write this entry. Winter has been
gentle and slow. We have had mild weather. and though
I have snow on the ground throughout the forest, just
a few kilometres south, there is very little to see.
I
recently made a trip to Winnipeg Manitoba for a family wedding. It
was my first time into the city and I had a good experience
there, I thank the good planning and hospitality
of our hosts for a great time. I just made
it back home before a major blizzard hit that part of Saskatchewan
and Manitoba and closed the roads that I had to travel. I
had seen the long-range weather forecasts and used prudence
to make it back as soon as possible after the wedding and to
do the entire trip in one day. It was a long drive, but
with a half-hour rest at my mother's home along the way, I
made it with no more than a few aching joints and muscles. Later
I calculated the fuel efficiency of my "Mini" and
found that it was 5.0 l./ 100 km or 55 miles / imperial
gallon of diesel fuel.
I
have been making a few things in wood for potential Christmas
sales. Our Artists' Co-op will have a booth at the Evergreen
Show in Prince Albert this weekend, and I will be helping haul
things over and set things up. I also have a funeral
to attend. A friend and member of my "extended
family" died suddenly at the end of last week, and
the funeral will be Friday afternoon. Some people live
with so much suffering that when Creator calls them home, we
can only see that to be a blessing for them. I pray that
his family can also see this dimension and find some comfort
at this time of loss.
November
9, 2005 Winter has come to Friendly Forest,
though rather gently so far. The Inipi Lodge has now
been used for the first time and it was also my first solo
prayer of this kind. The wood for the fire was not
really dry, and things took a while to get underway. For
this first time I wanted to pray by myself, and be more fully
attentive to the space and the Spirits who came to join me. If
I had others present, even my mentor, I would have been distracted
to a greater degree.
It was
very good prayer time and I thank Wakan Tanka for giving me
the experience and the opportunity to learn this new way of
communication.
Late
in the day I drove out to my Dakota mentor's home reserve and
had a short but good visit with him. He gave me some
more advice about how to learn and receive sacred songs. I
think he still believes in my capacity to really learn to pray
and sing in Dakota. I lack his confidence. I repeated
to him my own observations that my spiritual heritage makes
me a kind of mongrel. That perhaps if mixed breeding
in dogs tended to strengthen the animal, perhaps my mixed spiritual
and religious traditions would strengthen my own spirituality. Over
the weekend a friend, neighbour, and a man of the spirit was
over and he was expressing some surprise, as he has before,
that I was still connected to the Catholic Church as I am. I
repeated my belief that any religion or religious tradition
should be supportive of an individual's spiritual quest to
connect to and communicate with that person's Creator, and
I was finding that each of the religious traditions of which
I was a part were supportive of my own journey, and I saw no
need to reject one in favour of another.
In the
past I have drawn an analogy to the Christian churches; they
did not feel they had to reject the God of Abraham, Isaac and
Jacob to find a new understanding of Yahweh through the person
and teachings of Jesus of Nazareth. Nor have different
Christian traditions felt the need to totally exclude practices
and prayer forms that originated in non-christian cultures. No
one who celebrates a Christian Christmas or Easter can really
deny the non-Christian elements of those celebrations. My
friend observed that perhaps the "officials" of my
Christian church might have more difficulty in accepting my position. Be
that as it may be, that has been so from long ago. Those who
have a vested interest in preserving one way, their way, are
very reluctant to acknowledge the validity of any other way
and the possible reduction or loss of their control or influence
on others. I understand that, and history and church
history has a multitude of examples of this. We can see
the same things happening in other non-christian traditions
even today. Those are the human dimensions of religious
structures that undermine the authentic purpose of those very
religious structures.
In so
far as the human and institutional activities and positions
and practices of any religion retard, interfere with or divert
the journey of any member as they move toward a full reunion
with their Creator, that religious structure is in error and
lacks authentic character for that person's journey. Too
frequently human institutions, no matter how good their motives,
seek to design one pattern to cover all. In doing
so, they create a 'cover' which fits no one, as each
of Creator's creatures is unique and their purpose and journey
is also unique in Creator's plan. The conflict is
a human one. While a structure that is open and flexible
and supports the diversity of individual journeys is the ideal,
the human desire to control and impose one's own vision
on others, pushes the structures to demand uniformity of its
members. The more authoritarian and controlling those
structures are, the more destructive its efforts are to the
journeys of its members. Then fear replaces love, intolerance
replaces acceptance, inward focus replaces an openness
to all of creation, and the profane replaces the sacred. If
that simplistic description resembles any religious institutions
you know, do not be surprised. I would suggest it is
a natural character of any and all human institutions that struggle
to serve a higher power while being burdened by human limitations
and frailty.
I argue
that the individual needs to be open to the insights provided
by Creator, and is first called to be authentic and responsive
to that call, and then should look to the human structures
to find those elements that support that response. While
our journeys are unique, we do not travel them alone. We
are ALL connected, and we have a powerful role in support of
each other and of the collective. Mitakuye Owasin!
October
22, 2005 Although winter is not here, it
is cool enough that I need to add heat to the house. I have
started using the wood I stocked for my winter supply. I
like the kind of heat my cast iron stove gives off, though
I do not find much charm or enjoyment in splitting the wood
and hauling it in to my wood box. I guess for each
pleasure there is work required.
I have
built a simple A - Frame structure over the Sweat and covered
that with a tarp so it will shed snow during the winter. In
this manner I trust that getting out after a heavy storm I
would not find the Lodge groaning under the snow load. I
have also added a wood board to the door flap so that it can
be more easily closed from the inside or the outside. Yesterday
morning I brought the Sacred Pipe out there with me and did
Pipe Prayer within the Inipi lodge.
Early
work: The ground is prepared and the ribs are placed
but the fire pit is not yet dug.
My Dene
Mentor is preparing for a Sweat Ceremony for a family that
is travelling to see him for this. They are from Alberta. Since
he is just out of day surgery I undertook to get him the wood
for his fire. I had also finished the ceremonial rattles
he had asked me to make for members of his family who pray
in the traditional way. I had made 6 pairs, but I still
needed to carve images on one set . He took the other
ten and will bless them in the sweat ceremony he will do today,
and then get them off to his family.
I have
placed an order for more steel balls in two sizes that
I will be able to use along with wooden beads that I have made
in subsequent rattle construction. I have become better
at making them though I can still goof up when finishing the
outside by making it too thin and having the ball break open
on me. I turn the top and bottom halves but leave lathe
attachments at the ends of the two haves. I turn
the edges so that they fit into each other, and this is glued
with polyurethane glue to hold and build up the joint. When
that is set I remount the joined piece on the lathe and finish
off the ends, leaving one with a projection that fits into
an opening of the handle. That is when I can run into
trouble by making the wood too thin. I need it to be
thin ( 1/8 inch or thinner) so that the sound of the
rattle is good.
I have
been using birch wood for the rattle ball, and this time, I
used aromatic red cedar for the handles so that the aroma of
the cedar is always with the rattle. I added colour
to some and left others plain with only the wood grain as decoration. If
the new owners want images they can paint their personal
images onto the rattles.
I am
finding that I speak very naturally and comfortably to my animal
and tree spirit helpers during prayer, but I am still not as
comfortable speaking to the Stone Spirit Helpers I have been
given. That is coming but needs more communication to
become comfortable. The Grandfathers and Grandmothers
will teach me.
Recently
I was brought special connections to Brothers Deer and
Weasel. Since these were special prayer gifts from my
Dene Mentors, it helps me build my spiritual connections, not
only to the Spirit World, but also to the Dene people who
are supporting me in my growth in prayer. Creator has
brought me so many people and Spirit supporters to help me
on my journey on the Red Path that at times I am overwhelmed. I
ask what this is preparing me for. I ask what lies
ahead on this journey toward the North Gate of the Sacred Hoop. I
am then reminded that I don't need to have such answers;
that the direction for that day is enough as long as I keep
Creator as the centre of my Hoop, and not place myself there
instead.
October
9, 2005 It is Sunday morning
and we are back onto a Sunday morning mass schedule, our
Lakeland Area Interdenominational Scripture Study Group
is getting ready to start its fall sessions, and other
fall / winter events are under way.
On
Thanksgiving day I will host about 15 guests to a variety of
foods. Special dietary needs of several guests have had
me getting more creative with my menu selections. Even
the time required to prepare or cook items was factored in
with the hope that some of the tasks could be completed early
and not be part of a last minute frantic scurry.
I
took part of the day on Oct 8 to help with a Habitat for Humanity
house building project in Prince Albert. My old bones
and joints are not really up to some of the acrobatics required
with climbing through window openings, etc.
My
Dene mentor gave me a high compliment yesterday. He came
to look at the Sweat / Inipi structure I had built and announced
that my first effort was much better than what was done by "many
Indians". I guess the good work of a student is
a credit to his/ her teacher as well. I know that I am
still not ready to pray in this manner, but trust that I will
be shown when I am ready. I used old military tarp pieces
that I had for a few years now, and although a patchwork, they
seem to be doing the job of blocking light and being weather
proof. Being inside brought back a flood of memories from
my Hanblecheyapi / Pipe Fast / Vision Quest experience as I
was being sheltered under the Sweat Lodge cover of my Dakota
mentor at that time.
Earlier
in the week my Dakota mentor called me up and asked that I
go with his son-in-law to get new willows for the ribs of the
Sweat that he had passed on to his wife. The year before
he and I had gone to a special place along the banks of the
North Saskatchewan River to receive the gift of the willows. They
grow tall and straight there. As it turned out, his son-in-law
was not available, and since he is extremely limited by his
medical situation, I went alone to locate the site and select
the willows. I then also got willows for the lodge that
I constructed at Friendly Forest.
I
completed a custom coffee / storage table for a neighbour. It
was completely in aspen wood and I used a varathane finish
to preserve the very light blond character of the wood.
August
28, 2005 Since my last entry I have
prepared for and had the art sale at the MacDonald Farm,
have finished trail trimming, made some more product for
sale at the Artist's Own Shop in Prince Albert, have
gathered my summer stock of medicine plants and even finished
off the Beidermeier style armoire.
On
completing the armoire I did a calculation of input costs in
terms of materials and labour, and came up with a reasonable
price. I put in about $1,400.00 of materials, pricing
my birch wood at $6.00 / bf, and pricing my labour at $16.00
hr. the total came to $4,000.00. Recognizing that
this was more than I had anticipated and probably more than
my client had anticipated, I called her up and offered to keep
the armoire for myself and let her out of our agreement. It
appears that I am now the proud owner of that armoire. Although the
photos are great, the actual object is even nicer! Yesterday
I attended the wedding of a neighbour. I had been asked
to make a presentation just before the civil ceremony. Since
it was a wedding between members of two different faith traditions,
it was a bit tricky to find what I wanted to tell them in a
manner that would respect both of those traditions and the
families gathered for the event. I have posted
the comments on this site.
July
17, 2005 Sundance ended with
a cold, very windy and rainy morning. I prayed for
the success of the prayers offered by the dancers. At
the end there were about 74 dancers. Dancers who had
earlier taken part had left and were supporting the singers,
and others had joined for the final days or hours. I
did not stay for the feast as I did not feel that it was
my place to do so, though I am confident that I would have
been welcomed. Instead I drove to the city and visited
with my friend in the nursing home. I had not seen
him in over a week.
When
I reflected on the Sundance time with a few friends who
called me in the evening, I expressed my experience as a renewal
and affirmation of what I had come to know as the basis for
my identity, for the basis of my very name, Candesna Cun Wakan
Oksina. The tree and the hoop are to be the centre of
my life and my relationships on this side. I pray that
I have the continuing support of being able to be at Sundances
in other years to support me in this journey to my Creator.
I
met an old friend at the dance on Saturday. What was
really revealing for me was that when we met, we were mutually
surprised to see the other person there. We had not expected
to see the other and asked "What brings you here?" When
we replied we discovered that we had both been at the Sundance
on previous years and had not recognized the other. He
had been a dancer and I someone who prayed from outside the
Lodge. Since neither had expected to see the other, neither
had recognized the other. We have known each other well
for nearly 30 years. In fact at one time we had shared
a close faith journey as I was his sponsor for entry into my
parish church in the late 1970's. Our expectations and
preconceptions of the other had blocked what our eyes and memories
could have shown us. I think there is a deeper lesson
in this experience for me. it warns me that I probably
have a similar blindness to other things as well. My
prayer should be that Creator who gave me my eyes, help me
to keep them open and look at people and the world around me with
eyes free of prejudice / free of pre-expectations. For
me, that seems to be needed to be able to see at all. After
our initial surprise, we were able to share some time sharing
stories about our spiritual journeys and what brought us to
that meeting. I also know that the meeting was not an
accident, but rather, what another friend calls, a "Godicence". I
await to see what it will bring to me.
July
16, 2005 I am delighted that Brother Wolf, spirit
protector and friend, has come back home to me. King
was suspicious for a while and sniffed warily, but when commanded
to back off, did so and seems to be OK with sharing our home
with another companion. I offer pray for Victor, Jimmy
and Henri, and thank them for their help in making this homecoming
possible.
Hawk
also recently finished a journey that has taken some months
to complete. How Hawk and Eagle will share their spiritual
roles in my life is not yet fully clear to me, but I expect
to find it to be a relationship of reinforcing of purpose rather
than one of conflict of purpose.
I
have been praying at the Sundance Lodge at Whapeton for several
days, and will be there for another two. It has been
as wonderful and powerful as anything I could have imagined
... no, more than I could have imagined. I have also
found happiness in the degree of acceptance and understanding
of so many others. I know that it is not so in all places
where Sundance is celebrated in the traditional ways.
On
Sunday morning I will receive guests who have been prayer companions
and friends, though I met two of them for the first time yesterday
afternoon. I thank my friends who continue to introduce
me to others on similar spiritual journeys
.
July
11, 2005 We have a return of
warm weather and some sunshine, though Thunder Bird is present
frequently. Visitors have been coming out to FF as well. That
is always great. I find that some will just come in
off the highway and so I get to meet people I would never
have encountered otherwise. Old friends are also a
delight to welcome back.
I
have been trying to learn a bit more about some of my plant
friends here in the forest. There is such an abundant
variety that it is overwhelming. Their development from
emerging out of the ground to full growth , blossom and seed
development seems as if overnight.
This
is Sundance week at Whapeton. I hope to be able to go
to pray with the community as much as possible. Especially
I would like to be there for "tree day". I
have missed that in other years.
I
pulled my canoe out yesterday and found that a colony of ants
had taken over one of the floatation chambers at the end of
the canoe. I was not impressed, though I could understand
why they would have chosen that place. I reluctantly
got out the insect spray and tried to remove them from the
space ,and then blew compressed air in to remove as much of
the loose material as possible. Then I took a foam insulation
canister and sprayed it as full as I could get it. I
then took it out on the water for the first time in several
years of low water. I needed to pick spatterdock (yellow
pond lilly) leaves and blossoms for a friend who is planning
to use them for medicine. It really felt great to have
the paddle in the water again and have the canoe respond to
each paddle thrust and blade angle. I left my dog
in the house though. I did not want him trying to swim
out and perhaps upsetting the canoe in an attempt to get in
while I was in the water.
July
1, 2005 This Canada Day, I started off by
helping a friend gather stones and wood for an evening Sweat
Lodge Ceremony. Then I cleaned the house a bit and
prepared food for after the Sweat. I prepared traditional
foods, bannock, fruit, salmon and corn. Yesterday I
visited my Dakota teacher. I did a bit of yard work
for him and we had a good conversation. His health
is not good, and I will be praying for him tonight. After
the bit of work I did, his wife presented me with braids
of sweet grass. I was also told that the Sundance at
Whapeton this summer begins with the Tree Day on July 13,
and is followed by the four days of dancing with the wind-up
at high noon on Sunday, July 17. I hope to be able
to go to pray during much of this time. This Sundance
would be the third anniversary of the special experience
that awakened in me a good understanding of what the Sacred
Hoop is really about. It also was the event that led
me to meeting with my Teacher who was the Dance Organizer
/Chief Intercessor that year. I pray that he
is able to visit this Sundance, and that it will help
restore some strength to him.
I
have posted
some images taken by a friend and visitor to the Hoop Camp
back in May. He is an excellent photographer
June
29,2005 It was a week ago that I completed
Pipe Prayer at midnight at the north gate of the Sacred Hoop. It
had been a warm and humid day, and the evening hours were
also quite warm. I had hoped for a clear sky to appreciate
the full moon, but things started to become overcast. As
I began the smudge and prepared for the Pipe Prayer, I noticed
some bright lights in the sky. At first it seemed like
really bright stars, but the sky was clouding over and the
stars visible were not as bright. "Nice!" I
thought, not quite knowing what to make of it. Then
as I proceeded, I noticed a lot of very bright lights that
moved and were of short duration. "Fireflies!" I
concluded with delight. I had not seen fireflies
since I was a child, and then not so many or so bright.