I love to share things that I’ve found that go along with my study of Druidry, and the work of Dr. Daniel Foor, especially his Ancestral Lineage Healing Online Course and his book have been an amazing part of my journey and really valuable personal work! For a little more on my work with this course, see my post here.
It’s been over a year since we started working on our Ovate Grade Journey.
And pretty quickly we realized that the Ovate work is a vast landscape and the trail through the forest is only a suggestion. So I chose to take a drastic turn off the path, knowing it would take me into deep forest, and make my journey a lot longer…but what comes is what I need…I’ve always been good at taking the long way to something.
During the Bardic grade, learning about what Bards to, I became fascinated with myths, folk tales, and what that means for an American. We do have some unique myths, but many if not most are informed by all of the cultures that have melted into the great American Melange.
And I have continued working on my Continue reading “Bushwhacking Through the Ovate Forest”
The last few days for me have been filled with a lot of learning around the topic of race, and being Black in America. Helping a friend do genealogy work, I’ve learned some hard truths about the differences in looking at a Black person’s tree and a mostly white person’s. There are very different assumptions, values and I’m sure stories behind each ancestor.
Then I read an article about taking a DNA test and what that means for a Black woman. And then found an article about Rachel Dolezal.
The author, who is unnamed, was able to tease apart something where most people just judge and blow by Ms. Dolezal and her brutal 15 minutes of fame. Rachel may have crossed some lines but she does challenge the perspective of whiteness, and in her case, completely rejects it.
I felt compelled to join the conversation, and answer the author’s questions posed in the piece, and it’s gotten so long I decided to post it on my own blog, rather than a huge long comment on theirs. (Edit: Interestingly enough, 24 hours later and they have yet to approve my post. Glad I posted it here instead.)
Hi, and thank you for this article. A lot of really deep info to chew on here and I’m glad you are not dismissing Rachel so quickly. I agree there are good and bad points to the whole issue but overall Continue reading “Responding to Call for Whites to Wake Up”
I’ve been on a short vacation. It was supposed to be longer but for several reasons I cut it in half and instead of flying home, chose to take the “scenic route” and drive from St. Louis back home to the West Coast. I have a lot to process.
Today consisted of an ass-load of driving. Mostly across Missouri, which is as close to a “homeland” as I get. This trip was short and mostly sweet and I’m glad I made the pilgrimage. I stopped at Ozarkland for some of those fun road trip things (refrigerator magnets anyone?) and then set off North…
Back on the road I wanted to hear one song (America, by Simon and Garfunkel) and then Continue reading “Homeward Bound”
What it means to be “of Native Heritage but not Enrolled”, to be an “Ally” and why you will find references to Native American culture on this site
This could be a massively long post, because it’s a complicated subject, but I want to make it short.
As a person who identifies as a Druid, which is a North-Western European Celtic tradition, I am also an American, and thus not just one thing.
This is something I have struggled with for a long time-something many Americans struggle with-Identity.
As someone who has over 40% North Atlantic ancestry, and very pale skin, most people would classify me as “white”. But I don’t identify as white-or rather, not completely. If had to draw myself, I would not use the “flesh” colored crayon, but rather a light brown one. I do not see myself as white. Because I grew up with stories of ancestors with Native blood I have always identified as part “Cherokee”, and growing up STRONGLY identified with Native Americans who were in the news as Activists at the time (Alcatraz and Wounded Knee-a topic for another day), although I now have a much deeper understanding of what that word “Cherokee” was hiding.
In a word-“Melungeon”, and if you’ve never heard that word Continue reading “Am and Am Not”
“Death is there to keep us honest, and constantly remind us we are free” – Dan Fogleberg
Some call it Halloween, some call it Samhain, but since this upcoming “Holiday” is about honoring the Ancestors, I like to use the Welsh name for it- Nos Calan Gaeaf, because I have a lot of Welsh Ancestors, and the Welsh culture is something I feel drawn to.
Broken down, Nos is “night”, Calan is “New Year” and Gaeaf is “Winter”,
All together it means the night before “Calan Gaeaf” or the the Night Before Winter New Year. In most traditional cultures, the New Year starts when the larders are full, harvest is in, life is bountiful and we are optimistic we will make it through the long winter ahead.
I am purposefully “anti” American Holidays, because they have been Continue reading “Calan Gaeaf”
OK so I’ll admit, in the last few weeks, not much has gotten done around here. My partner and I did go to the coast overnight and I intended to write about that, and several other things. But I haven’t been writing.
I am also “supposed” to be working on a rewrite of a review for my Bardic Grade studies. I wanted contemplate more deeply and write about a “Water Ceremony” that I did nearly a year ago. You see, I have a problem with water. It has never been my friend. Continue reading “This IS my job”
The other day I had the privilege of helping out a local Native American tribe, the Winnemem Wintu, in a weeks long event they’re putting on to raise awareness for their way of life, to “bring home” the salmon that are nearing extinction in California, and raise awareness about water issues. It’s a BIG topic and a very small tribe. Since they are local to my area, and since I want to be of service to Native people where I can, Continue reading “Running for Salmon, Water and Life”
OK. It’s officially “a thing”. I have a problem with Festival days.
No, really, like ‘knots in my stomach and avoidance’ kind of problem. I’ve blamed it on lethargy, laziness or being contrary, and blamed last Samhain’s really strange energy on some disturbing news I had just gotten about one of my Ancestral lines, but after several more Festival days and several more bouts of avoidance, it finally came to some sort of real awareness today. And I think I can see something emerging. Continue reading “The New Species Begins to Emerge”