It’s Been A Busy…Month?

Excuse my absence, but in the last 26 days since I last posted almost everything has changed in my life…things are in limbo, but you know I kinda like it this way.

I’ve realized how many things I’ve been letting get away and where life lost its luster for me.

Intentionally I have been holding some things back from my blogging experience.  Somethings that weighed heavy on my heart and greatly affected everything I did.  I contemplated writing about it, but sometimes things are so fresh there is no appropriate angle to show it… I’m still kinda there… waiting for the new car scent to drift into familiarity.

I did the inevitable…I got on an airplane…I got on two airplanes, with two children under the age of 5, by myself, tried to carry several of our things and tried to be vegan, healthy and hydrated…I actually even tried to be calm and happy about it… yeah, I’m crazy.

I flew across the country and I am now visiting with my family.  Just me and my girls.  This is one of those extended visits that I love.  I don’t like spending a few days in one place.  I like to spend a month or two or…more.  That is my tentative plan here as well.  December was busy.  I talked to more people in December than I probably talked to in the past 6 months…I also spent more time by myself than I have in about a year and a half.

I’ve had a lot of time to think, reevaluate and make some decisions about what I want in my life…what I believe is worth trying, what I believe life is all about.  Last month, it was hard to imagine a non-chaotic, health supportive environment.  I imagined all right, I dreamed, I wished, I hoped, I prayed, but it was hard… it’s not so hard anymore.

My 28th birthday is this upcoming Friday the 13th.  I’m really excited because I was also born on Friday the 13th and 28 for some reason was an age I decided on when I was in elementary school as a guidepost.  I decided that if I wasn’t in a certain place I would use this year to get there.  Where is that place, what is that place, I was dreaming of?  I’m trying to remember and I’m trying to make it real.

I missed blogging and I can’t wait to redefine this blog and my life, in general.  May the technology gods spare me anymore disasters with phones, documents, computers and cameras…its been a rocky start already.

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Native American/Indigenous People Day and My Feather Story

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I’m notoriously bad at holidays. I loathe them with a passion. [With the exception being Dia de los Muertos y New’s Years Eve/Day] If I ever plan on doing something on a holiday I am always at least a day late. I’m posting this anyway because I feel the below mentioned holiday should be scrapped and the titled holiday should be adopted. Written yesterday:

Today some people are celebrating Columbus Day. Why? That is a good question. I don’t really know. It never made sense to me. As a child I was taught about how Columbus discovered America. I don’t know if I was the only child thinking it in my class since we were encouraged to listen, not to question, but to me, it just seemed so wrong.

How could a place be discovered by someone, when there were already people living there? Wouldn’t the people who were already there been the discoverers. And, if you want to say well Columbus helped to colonize the Americas with Europeans…that sounds a lot like a neglectful, perhaps naive way of saying he INVADED America.

So, instead of celebrating the eventual destruction of indigenous ways and people. Instead of celebrating slave labor, corporate greed and numerous other atrocities in the name of civilization. I’m celebrating Native American Day and teaching my daughter about it.

Today, there’s a trend of feather hair extensions. As I said before, I’ve been wearing feathers in my hair for a few years, mostly because I started finding feathers all over the place, and I connect very deeply to their power. Today I want to share my feather story. A lot of the feathers being used in hair extensions are not cruelty-free.

My feathers were found while on a spiritual quest. I visited the lands of the Seminoles in Florida, went to Native American spiritual sites and spent most of my time in nature. During this time I traveled a lot, read a lot on the history, did earth meditations, and studied the Muskogee Creek language(while trying to abandon English speaking and stalking the Spanish-speaking people of Florida, so I could communicate more fluently). I fully connected with my Native American ancestry during this time and my own spiritual path.If one wants to find feathers, all you need to do is look around you. Go where birds go and see a feather, pick it up, all day long you’ll have good luck! 😉

On my spiritual path I found lots of birds and lots of beautiful feathers that I could not ignore. I felt like these feathers were there for me, to show me something, to reward me for the hard spiritual work I was doing. I felt I had earned these feathers. I put a lot of them in my hair and wore them. I used others as bookmarks, or put them in protective sleeves in my spiritual notebooks. I used them to smudge sage and while spirit-dancing. I used some of them for healing or put them in my pocket for going into environments I was uncomfortable or unfamiliar with. Later, I used some to decorate my living area, or create an alter. I placed some by my kitchen work station.

I was definitely weirded out when I discovered that feather-wearing had become a trend. I definitely think everyone should have their own style and have a reason for representing their own style. I did consider giving up my feather wearing, and to some extent I did, though subconsciously it has been because of moving, needing to organize and just not putting in a lot of effort in being stylish (although I didn’t do it for that reason anyway).

The story of my feathers is also one related to this story of holidays. Everyone should have their own reasons for celebrating what they want to celebrate, just like they should have their own reasons for wearing what they want to wear. I don’t think a lot of people who celebrate Columbus Day do it because they have their own personal story that they are representing. I think it is celebrated because it is trendy, right now, in the U.S. to celebrate it.

I think it would be a lot easier on us all if we knew that people were engaging in activities and supporting events, causes and ideas out of authenticity. So for instance, if everyone celebrated things they were educated about and encouraging of, I would know that people celebrating Columbus Day are people I’d better stay away from.