I'm joining Service Space because ... .
A good day to me is when ... I feel inspired and my soul feels fulfilled.
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My favorite book is ...The Artist's Way and Nami by Syoin Kajii
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Jun 05, 2017, 5 comments, 12 smiles Over the weekend, I had my first art show as part of the Topanga Art Studio Tour. It was a deep and vulnerable experience for me, opening not just my home to the outside world, but my heart and emotions that are all in my art. It took me months to prepare for this, not just the presentation of the work, but all of the things that I'd be offering for sale. This process brought a lot of anxiety. I thought "I left this money-world, I can't live like this..." Last week, I went to go and visit my favorite tree, who told me "Focus on what you can give." Then everything changed. I created a Prayer Table outside of the entrance of my studio where people were invited to write their prayers for water on seed paper and leave them in a Blessing Box. I posted stories of my my travels ... Read Full Story
Feb 13, 2017, 5 comments, 12 smiles Today I'm reflecting on a lesson/ practice of Asking for Permission. For years now I've been practicing asking for permission more and more. I ask the beach stones if they want to come home with me before I put them in my pocket. I ask the flowers if they want to be picked. The vegetables seem to always be giving. I especially pray and ask permission before taking medicinal plants or sacred plants/master plants. I will even make an offering of coffee grounds or water if I remember. When I first arrived at Standing Rock, my carpool sister and I had no idea where to begin. The camp was so much larger than I anticipated. We parked the car, and roamed around by foot. We had a good two hours to find a place to camp before the sun went down. Synchronicity lead us just outside of a Navajo camp. A ... Read Full Story
Jan 16, 2017, 6 smiles January 10th was a national call by DefundDAPL.org to divest from participating banks. Cheryl Angel, our elder, went to Wells Fargo in Bizmark to close her accounts. We weren't sure how it was going to flow or how the institution would react, especially in Bizmark, ND (the law enforcement and many locals there are not supportive of the movement or us water protectors). We walked in, explained our intention, and requested to speak with the bank manager. Cheryl read a prepared letter out loud, explaining why she was closing her account. The manager wasn't happy, but she was kind, and listened. After Cheryl finished the letter, the manager handed her off to an associate to help her. The associate, Paul was also very kind and professional. He didn't show any emotions or facial expressions, went through the motions quickly, and we were done. At the end, Paul reached out his hand to ... Read Full Story
Jan 03, 2017, 1 comments, 17 smiles A young woman staying at All Nations Camp came to Sacred Stone to visit. She told Cheryl Angel, a Lakota elder, that they call her and her group "Akicita". Cheryl asked "Do you know what that means?" The young woman said "I was told it means warrior." Cheryl said: "Akitica is a person who is so internally pure, so good and clean (running her hands from the top of her head down the center), that everyone around them naturally shifts. They have no negative thoughts, only of love and kindness. People who come into contact with the Akitica want to be them, they want that purity and goodness... Eventually tribes sent the Akitica out to battle, but to say that it means 'warrior' is diluting the meaning." Now that is a word to rise to!
Dec 13, 2016, 4 comments, 21 smiles Met a mechanic who is born and raised here at Standing Rock. He doesn't stay at camp but comes in on the weekends with his kids. When the pipeline first started, DAPL called him 9 times to offer him a job making $67/hr + overtime (which would be the equivalent of over $100/hr). He would be operating the drill that would go down through the water. He laughed and turned it down. "It's just money. I don't want any part of that." How many of us stay in jobs that are not in integrity with our hearts? This man has 6 kids, a single father of his youngest, and I'm guessing he could have used that money. What a incredible example of honor and integrity. Ps-> Pancho gifted him with an Earth flag!
Dec 11, 2016, 1 comments, 18 smiles This is Mama Maria's kitchen. One day we met a group of Angels (lots of Angels at Standing Rock!) who were looking for someone to donate a kitchen to. I pictured a few pots and pans, and a camping stove. I said, "Thank you!! You can leave it with us and we will find a good home for it." I gave them directions to our yurt to drop it off. When we returned later that evening, we were shocked that the group built a whole tea and coffee kitchen station right next to us!! They thought of everything - wood floors, folding tables, snacks, wood stove, pots, huge boxes of Tulsi tea... they extended their stay an extra night to make sure everything was set up properly. We happened upon their gofundme page and saw that they are still fundraising to winterize this kitchen. Cheryl Angel, our Lakota elder, says in her culture, we always offer drinks and food to people who come to visit. We are so honored to be able to have that ability now and provide hot tea for everyone!
Dec 10, 2016, 2 comments, 18 smiles I continue to be blown away by the spirit of service, generosity, and community that unfolds at Standing Rock daily. A crew of us came to a hardware store, Lowes, in the city to buy much needed parts for our wood stoves. Now that we've been through one blizzard, we need to quickly fix and further winterize our space. We were waiting at the check out counter for a miracle, because we didn't have funds on hand. A few Angels approached us asking if we were from Standing Rock. They came to buy supplies for camp and offered to pay for our cart as well. We couldn't believe it! We are grateful and deeply humbled by Daniel Antonellis, Rachel Carr-Ludwig and Petey Cip for their generosity, love and service.
Dec 08, 2016, 1 comments, 15 smiles A group of us came to Bizmark, ND to run errands for camp. Because of the blizzard, we haven't been able to return for 3 days now. All of the hotels here are completely booked up. Some people had to sleep in their cars in below zero temperatures. Our hotel is filled with people from Standing rRock. It is so beautiful to see that we all brought the spirit of camp with us. You can smell sweet sage running through the hallways. In the lounge area everyone is smiling and talking to each other in groups made up of strangers (but we call each other relatives). One group shared how they started sharing rooms with each other to make more rooms available for others. Then other relatives who got a room were so grateful they paid for the next people's rooms (who were again strangers who decided to share to ... Read Full Story
Dec 04, 2016, 2 comments, 9 smiles Someone told me my first day at Standing Rock, "You'll be surprised at how your body adapts." This is true. I've been at camp for almost 3 weeks now and I can't remember the last shower I had, or the last time I brushed my teeth, or washed my hands, or taken off my thermals. I forget the days, the hours, the seconds. What I remember are the hearts. The deep heart connections you meet while waiting in line to eat, or standing around the fire, or charging your phone. I can't count how many times I meet someone and feel "I know you..." I remember how abundant I feel because of all of the generous donations of love that are supporting our camp. Almost everything I'm wearing now is because someone gifted it to me. Everyone is giving and sharing because nothing is ours. The land we are on is home, but it's ... Read Full Story
Dec 02, 2016, 5 smiles Starhawk, author and activist, stayed with us in the yurt and took part in the Women's silent march last Sunday. Here is her reflection from her trip to Standing Rock. "I stood behind Cheryl [Angel] and listened to one of the most powerful moments of pure nonviolence I’ve ever experienced. She prayed aloud, apologizing to the earth and the waters for our failure to protect them, speaking to the police who stood on the other side of the barrier and telling them that our prayers were for them, too, and for the safety of their children and grandchildren. She spoke with such heartfelt power, sometimes crying, sometimes smiling—and I was watching the faces of the officers change, from that stone-faced cop look to meeting her eyes. I saw their faces soften, and saw them begin to nod... But listening to Cheryl, I began to to believe that maybe we can invite even ... Read Full Story