"No man is as wise as Mother Earth. She has witnessed every human day, every human struggle, every human pain, and every human joy. For maladies of both body and spirit, the wise ones of old pointed man to the hills. For man too is of the dust and Mother Earth stands ready to nurture and heal her children."
― Anasazi Foundation, The Seven Paths: Changing One's Way of Walking in the World
Although 99.2% of the blood that flows through me is Northwestern European, Indigenous spirits move and flow through me on this land where I drew my first breath. Spirits I sensed as a child playing in the pristine desert and building tumbleweed forts with my neighborhood friends, in fields now covered in concrete. Spirits that spoke to me along the bank of a lapping river through a Mourning Dove's gentle coo, heard after rising early from a tent. Barely school age, I will never forget that moment and the sweet sound that echoed through our cove. The sage spirits are becoming more noticeable as my walk toward long silver locks continues. With great reverence, I listen. Their lessons and messages are most profound when I spend time in the quiet desert and there are times, like this morning, when they surround me during my ride through a city, waking.
The Sonoran Desert may not have the abundant structures of antiquity found in other locations; however, there are sacred sites preserved across the region that were once the intact dwellings of the first people to call this land home. Travelers and seekers will also find mighty saguaro cacti that can exceed 150 years old, with their own stories to tell. 🌵
A snippet from my morning Native American playlist: A Cricket's Love by Kelvin Mockingbird, Look How the Stars Shine for You by Randy Wood, Tears for Kientepoos by Mary Youngblood
Thanks for stopping by. Wishing you a pleasant week. 🏜️ ️ Michele
my desert photos: Four Peaks Mountain Range and the peaceful desert during sunset / dancing poet selfie
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