About Me: "Wakiya" (Thunder)
I am a Tribal, Musician, Writer, Artist. I try to walk the path and have studied the tradition of the "Wisdom keepers" like Lame Deer, Fools Crow, Black Elk, and Rolling Thunder from the tribes of this region, and Lao Tzu, Buddha, Bodhidharma, Yeshua, and other enlightened ones from the many various tribes of the earth. I understand the worlds religions and belief systems, and realize the division this can cause by the lack of understanding the "real message" from the Masters. My intention, and life's prayer is to try to live in harmony with Grandmother Earth, Grandfather sky, (Nature) and "the spirit that moves in all things," and help in any way I can to build a bridge between all men and tribes so they can walk their path in a manner that will benefit themselves, the Earth and others. I open up, and ask Great Spirit, The creator, The Tao, The Universe, to work and direct healing and positive energy through me by different means, like the Flute, drums, Words, Prayer, and Touch. I try to be loving and accept others from the heart, and practice forgiveness. I honor all people, the winged one's, and four legged ones considering us all equal, not one being above another. I honor the bountiful Harvest from Mother earth in the form of plant life, water, air and herbs which sustain our oneness with her. I pray all tribes should re-unite as one, so we may protect the planet and live in harmony. Within you, without you.

Mitakuye Oyasin
( all my relations)


Violence on our Senses

The culture we live in, the governments, and the social structure as a whole are committing violence against our senses. It is perpetuated by greed. We live in a reality that has departed from right thinking and that is out balance.

Our sense of hearing is bombarded daily by alarming sounds. Loud machine noises abound everywhere in sky and on earth. The sirens wail, the din of of the freeway noise is continuous, and the media blares on and on about the sensational graphic situations on the planet. Loud boom boxes in cars cruise by while garbage dumpsters are smashed violently against the ground. It is hard to hear the birds singing, the water in the streams flowing, and the wind blowing through the trees. It is hard to hear the summer rains and thunder.

Our sense of smell is accosted by the noxious fumes and pollution produced by gas burning vehicles, power plants, and industry. It is difficult to stop and smell the roses or lilac and newly mown fields. Our sense of touch and feeling is being restricted by the concrete and asphalt poured over mother earth, so that we can not feel the grass between our toes, and walk barefooted as nature intended. The heat rises from the concrete structures causing a rise in temperature and preventing the breeze from blowing on our skin.

Our sense of taste is being dulled by processed foods and that quick snack at the local fast food joint. Food doesn't taste like it used to. Our sense of sight is sickened at the rape of mother earth. Trees are hacked down, and bushes are trimmed to cubicle forms to fit in with the square mentality and the box like structures we live in. No more circles and circle of life. Parks are turned into parking lots. Animals are shot and taken down because of their confusion on the intrusion.

And finally our sense of responsibility, fairness and freedom are being dulled, by the patriarchal system of greed, false power and pride. The current mentality is grab all you while you can. The nature of man is no nature at all.

So as a result we begin to shut down our senses. We narrow our view so as not to see. We dim our senses of smelling, feeling, and tasting because we don't like what we are being subjected to. We long for nature, and times past from our ancestral memory. We pray for a place of silence in nature where we can gather our thoughts and return to some kind of normalcy. We ache to get off the treadmill of forced labor and slavery just to exist, and get back to oneness with mother earth as hunters and gatherers.

What shall we do, what is the way out? Start by taking responsibility for your actions. Think coherently. Its hard, because of the dulling of our sense of fairness to ourselves and others. Don't accept the status quot, and gently nudge yourself into another way of living. Start by turning of the TV and media brainwashing machine. If you can't find nature, start by having a small zen fountain in your home with the running water. Or buy a CD with the sounds of running water and nature. Slow the heck down. Grow a garden in your house or on your balcony.
Listen to soft music like the soothing sounds of Native American flute! Buy a bicycle and take some rides to nature, or the closest thing to it you can find. Make your thoughts prayers, by envisioning what you want instead of what you don't want.

Alter your environment as much as you can and encourage others to do so. Start a community garden. Don't be an activist, but act-as-if! Heal your dulled senses slowly by treating them with love. Take relaxing showers and baths, do aroma therapy, and burn sage. Despite the forces around us, try to nurture your senses and bring them back. If you can get to a park, do some communing with nature. Nature heals, so become one with it. Follow animal tracks, notice the plants, shrubs and flowers around you. Learn which plants are edible and medicinal. Talk to nature, trees, animals, and every thing else that is real. Feel the spirit that flows in all things. Don't be a victim, be a spiritual warrior and survivor. Project good imagery in your thoughts. Hey folks this is beyond voting for you favorite guy or gal because you think they will do something for you. This is a spiritual thing so heal your senses, regain your power and project it. Thoughts are strong things, they create and form the world.

Peaceful blessings


Paul Van Heuklom said...

Thank you for your wise words. I will go play my Native American flute now in my zen-inspired patio room.


The Rambling Taoist said...

Simply a marvelous post!