PRAYER TIME WITH “LOVES ALL THINGS”

How quickly the weeks fly! Summer solstice falls just after the new moon on Tuesday, the 19th. I’ll be offering prayers that coming weekend as part of a drumming and pipe circle. So, start sending your prayers to me soon! If you are new to this monthly ceremony, please read my blog page that describes this ritual.

This coming moon is the domain of the seventh clan mother, Loves All Things. According to author Jamie Sams, Loves All Things is the “mother of unconditional love and all acts of pleasure.” She is the keeper of sexual wisdom, self respect, the nurturing mother, and the warmth of the feminine aspect. Loves All Things teaches us how to love all aspects of our lives, how to be a loving mother, a trusted friend, a nurturing, sensual lover. She can teach us how to forgive ourselves and others, and to develop the capacity for acceptance. Her essence is the power to love the truth in all things.

We have a few days left—very few—to honor last month’s clan mother, Storyteller. She is, of course, my personal favorite, and I very much missed her energy in my life this month as I was so wrapped up in moving. Still, I did manage to get a few stories told along the way!

This will be the first time sitting with my pipe in the Northwest, and I’ll be sharing her with a group. I’m certain it will be a powerful prayer ceremony, coming on the cusp of summer solstice. I welcome your prayers and the trust you put in me to offer them to spirit.

 

ORIENTATION

Early morning under a cloudy sky, and I awaken to the unfamiliar sound of cars hurrying down the road to work. Our old house was on a dead-end street. The sound of traffic is new to my body, and I realize a slight tensing in my shoulders with every whoosh of an automobile. I turn my head to take in the sight of a new Northwest morning, and am delighted to see a gray squirrel bouncing across our side lawn. He is the first I’ve seen on the property. Note to self: put out sunflower seeds.

Carter appears at the foot of the bed to bring me my morning cup of coffee and Mazel Tov follows on his heels, wagging his tail so hard his entire body wiggles. In his mouth is a green tennis ball. He has two tennis balls. A green one and a pink one and he keeps them close to his bed when they are not in his mouth…

 

LITTLE BLUE HOUSE

The little blue house looked lonely when we rolled in on the long gravel driveway. It had been sitting empty for nearly a month, and had that lost look vacant houses quickly get when they are people-less for very long. In front of the tattered carport, an athletic-looking robin did his running trot back and forth on stilt legs, stopping to snag a worm on the gravel. Worms always surface when it rains, and it rains here in the Northwest all the time, so I imagine it is a smorgasboard for robins.