Showing posts from April, 2007

Sweat Lodge 28 and 29 April: Dream Talk

A sweat lodge near to Milan Italy. This is our third year now with a sweat lodge and morning fire camp in the village of Parabiago. We have also had a house blessing, several equinox and a large wedding ceremony in this house. We are hosted by Carlo Raimondi and Paola. She is an official in the environmental department of the italian government, the environmental boss for this district (Lenata). Carlo works in the funeral industry and both go to school in the evenings for holistic healing certificates, as well as parenting four children. They have their hands full. They also have time to host these ceremonies and other activities, such as rebirthing and astrology studies here at their home.

6pm we have the opening ceremony, a small sacred fire where we put tobacco into the flames and sing with old indian rattles. Everyone is touched with an eagle feather and we ask the powers of the mystery life to come and find us to help us, as we open the door to the sacred dreaming.

7 pm. We gather …

American Indian Rock Art Screen Saver

Here is something free. It is a Screen Saver. It is very good. Over 80 paintings, mostly of petroglyphs (ancient rock art) from the southwestern United States. I worked on this for over one year.

The photo above is of one of the paintings. This is a free screen saver. You download it, double click it and there you have it. It is a giving away. Something beautiful about something very ancient. The art is by Ojibway Artist Turtle Heart.

Download the Apple (Mac) version 16 megabytes. Os X or OS 9.

Download the Windows, all versions. 16 megabytes. QUICKTIME 5 or greater is required to be installed on your system.

In the House of Dreamers

©2007 Photography and text by Turtle Heart
Waiting for the Rain to Fall, he said, “In the House Of Dreamers”

“It takes how ever long it takes. Maybe that will save your life. Right now.It has probably saved your life. Going slowly, even while you are waiting. It is not easy but that is not the point. Even when it feels easy everyone is waiting for the rain to fall.”

“Don’t be hasty” he would always say. Some things take time. It is always surprising to be alive and well and inside the rain. It takes time and even inside of the time it takes, things that seemed slow suddenly there arrives a change. An answer in the peace of waiting. The power of being still and quiet. The earth waits for the rain. Flowers and lizards. Wait for the rain.

The word for Rain, the word for the Snake on the ground, the name for the Waiting World and the name for “Open Heart” is the same one word. In an ancient language. It is a word we put inside the sacred pipe. It is the exact same word. It is the one word wh…

The Waiting World

“I have wished to tell this story (of the Sacred Pipe) through no other desire than to help my people in understanding the greatness and truth of our own teachings, our own tradition, and also to help in bringing peace upon this earth, not only among men, but within men and between the whole of creation.”
Black Elk, Oglala 1955

In 1986, Kurt Vonnegut appeared before a Senate subcommittee to argue for repeal of the McCarran - Warren Act, which allowed the State Department to bar foreign visitors whose views were unacceptable to the government."All citizens are entitled to hear absolutely any idea anyone from anywhere may care to express,'' he said. ""And where did I get the notion there was such an incredible entitlement? I got it from the junior civics course that was given in the seventh grade at Public School 35 in Indianapolis.''
…(SF Examiner writer Ed Beitiks)

In these last days I have started work at last on a book-length work I have titled “Roots of t…


“You can love me or leave me
because I am never going to stop”

Yes. Never stop moving. Forward. Even if it only one breath every day. Just lean your big head forward and inhale slowly. Something is inside your body. Something has been put in there. It is your life. Move It. Forward.

Never stopping. Sometimes even waiting is a kind of motion. In a world of shadow and light.

When I promised the old indians I would move forward. I was alive. At that sweet moment. I was a baby that believed everything. I believed what my senses told me. I listened. To the life inside of me. Life Song. The music is the motion. Sitting quite still on the earth the old indian was singing. The sun was rising just as the smoke came from his lips and married itself to the wind; to the daughter of the wind. Dancing Life. Moving inside his toes, he does not lift his feet but his body is a wave, beside the sea. A Wave. Apart. Joining in by standing still.

While we were away from the island for a few days, the …

Riding Around in Reverse

02 April 2007

Dream Life
(journal 28 March to 01 April)
On the basis of changing my dream pattern: this move into another culture, another country has been very important.

My dream pattern has changed so dramatically. The old Indians made to me the teaching about how important the dream life can be.

Much of the ceremonial exercises and rituals of my work in the World Journey is about the dream pattern.

It seems that if you can change and altar the dream pattern, then the life itself can change. It seems that this is possible.

You can change yourself within. You do not have to stop being you. Changing the dream pattern very softly changes the kind of thoughts you have during the normal days; in your conversations with others. Even small changes in these areas can change many things...the work, the social experience, even the fundamental energy of life itself. It is a small thing with enormously large consequences.

Small changes lead to new meetings lead to new opportunities.