Sage Spirit Farm

In the calendar!

SAVE THE DATE!
18th Annual LA SKINS FEST!
November 19th - 24th, 2024

Screenings at the TCL Chinese Theatres, Filmmaker receptions, Hollywood Pow wow at the Ovation Hollywood, Native Media Awards at the Hard Rock!

Stay tuned for tickets, events, and schedule at laskinsfest.com

Presented by NBCUniversal Talent Infusion Programs Badrobot-us Warner Bros. Discovery Access Programs United Talent Agency Bank of America Motion Picture Association City National Bank Inter-Tribal Council of AT&T Employees- Los Angeles Department of Cultural Affairs Los Angeles County Department of Arts and Culture Pop Culture Collab U.S. Bank San Manuel Band of Mission Indians ASIFA-Hollywood

A sacred day. 9/13.

Blessings on this sacred day, Friday the 13th.

"Some people fear Friday the 13th, yet in many indigenous cultures such as the Maya and Mexihca, 13 is considered holy and representative of accomplishment, mystery, higher consciousness, ancestral memory, and wisdom. It has profound associations with the feminine in cultures with a lunar calendar. In the Mesoamerican healing system, there are 13 lunar cycles and 13 major joints in the human body, 13 heavens that are associated with 13 levels of consciousness, and men and women are considered to have reached elderhood at age 52, the completion of a cycle of four rounds of 13 years each.

If one looks closely at the shell of Turtle, one can see that it is divided into thirteen large central plates, which represent the thirteen moons of the lunar year — if you count the smaller segments around the lower edge of the shell, you will find there are 28, which represents the 28 days between new moons hence the profound connection of women with Grandmother Moon."
For more, go to, https://www.curanderismo.org/post/no-need-to-fear-the-number-13?fbclid=IwY2xjawFRU61leHRuA2FlbQIxMAABHUEahPxEgqZu5_RSgAHgqSPb80KV-V-SpAI0oBL71R5cGPDY7SBv3pDYBg_aem_TuPF0Sw8cJrTJJ9BEFaY6w

Honor yourself and your connection to the earth and sky.
Take time to remove your shoes and sink your feet into the grass and earth. Feel the blessed energy of our earth mother rising from your soles into your body and expanding into your spirit.

It's important to remember that different cultures and societies have unique calendars, each serving specific cultural and ceremonial purposes that reflect their understanding of time and nature.

Images: Left, Depiction of numbers on Turtle’s back by Cline, 2003. Right, Painting by Ernesto Olmos.

Resonating.

Crippled Inside - Remastered 2010 Song · John Lennon · 1971

Thank you, Maestra. ❤️🌿

"True belonging is the spiritual practice of believing in and belonging to yourself so deeply that you can share your most authentic self with the world and find sacredness in both being a part of something and standing alone in the wilderness. True belonging doesn't require you to change who you are; it requires you to be who you are."
— Brene Brown, Braving the Wilderness

Art by Junnior Navarro, https://www.etsy.com/shop/NavarroDoesArt

Because his only strategy is to insult, i don’t want to play his tired game and insult him in response. How can his overt anger, blaming, martyrdom and victimization be the future of the USA? So, he’s the example? We’ve been living this way for a long time.

Blaming the immigrants (willing or not) or blame the natives? I am the firstborn of an immigrant who walks with European and indigenous roots—and a smattering of other influences. There can be a number of lonely firsts when you’re the first born. I think I might have been 5 years old when I learned that if I wanted community, I needed to fit into a hierarchy.

Regardless that I was a first generation with a white parent, I observed mocking from others because of accents, racism and bullying, people passed up for jobs and being uninvited to social events.

It’s not easy walking/crawling without the skills of discernment. The goal seemed to create a scenario where immigrants and natives (ergo people who were different in looks and thooght) will have less strength because they’re unwelcome to a vital community. This is especially, difficult because community heals. Some of them, if light skinned enough, or think they are, didn’t want to be victims/different anymore, so they joined the bullies, unaware that there are other paths to take.

I am exhausted after watching this debate. I wonder what I was hoping to see? I saw him
flounder and thought I would enjoy it. But, I didn’t. We don’t have to live in a constant state of giving and receiving abuse for the rest of our and our descendant’s lives. Please vote!!!

Thank you to my friends for hosting. I felt much community being with you today. Thank you. Love you.

Self Portrait with Basil.

While masks obscure, they also reveal and protect. This sweet smelling, flowering leafy one has become an invitation to f-ing roar.

4 years ago, I planted little Lucy in an area that wasn’t working. I tried to help her and then I decided it was time to say goodbye, that perhaps she was through. The day I was geared up for that, I noticed these wee green nubs of hope, which she’s sdisplayed before but obviously was struggling. So, instead of the compost bin, she has a new loft with a direct view of the sun. May Lucy thrive and bloom as fully as she desires.

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“Spirals of creation, spirals of light, you bring my manifestation to life! I trust in your wisdom and in your grace, help me to be wise and keep the faith.”
Quote by Alana Fairchild from Sacred Rebels Oracle.

Incredible art by Soni López-Chávez.

Here’s to tending our scars.🌿🩵

"The grandmothers say that when a cut isn't healed right, it becomes infected, and even if there's later a scar, the skin that lines it will always be frail.

"Mejor abrir la cortada otra vez y limpiala bien, darle poquito aire para que esta vez si se cierre y se sane." [Better to open the cut again and clean it well, give it a little air so that this time it closes and heals.]

That's where it begins, the ceremonial path, when you see your heart, body, and mind's scars and decide that you're brave enough to look at them, maybe pry them open again, and clean them with mint and lavender so you heal correctly. Some of those scars happened when you were a baby. Some while you were in your mother's womb and some of them even before that."
— "Scars" from Coatlicue Girl, Poems and Stories by Gris Muñoz

Art by Soni López-Chávez

Sage Babies!

Nearing midsummer—a time for gathering and wrapping the elder medicine, pruning, cleaning and clearing. This makes way for the very ready, new growth, which, if left as is would be stunted for the next season. With the sun on my shoulders early this morning, I smiled while feeling purposeful, tending along with the cycles of their lives.

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Tonight.

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Honored to be outreaching this Sunday, July 14 . Aside from offering Reiki, a small batch of homegrown herbal preparations from the garden will be available, including white sage/lavender bundles, sagebrush liniment for joint pain, and herbal infused oils and waters.

You’re invited to stop by. Thank you

This night owl was up before the bees today! WTH?! For the first time ever, I awakened at 3:30am with the incredible desire to…work with the garden. (What were you thinking?)😂

I encouraged myself back to sleep and awakened a few hours later with the same feeling. Once I walked outside, the essential oils from White Sage, Rosemary and Artemesia were rising hypnotically, mixing with the air and leftover droplets resting on the leaves (since I hand-watered last night.) I pruned, gathered, repotted, pulled yellowing leaves and located a special space for morning meditation. Crow flew over with a comedic caw. After about 90 mins, immersed in the quietude, a solitary bee buzzed over to Lavender and gently awakened me from this gardener’s trance. I observed this early bird of a bee and felt connected as two souls licking up the day’s first nectar. Feel free to reach out if you’re in need of a homegrown sage bundle

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At the Peace and Dignity Fundraiser in Ventura earlier today. Grateful for the drums today and connecting with the land and people. and 🙏🏽🌿

In the usual manner of coincidence and serendipity, a number of friends in the last month have talked about the beauty and simplicity of the Ho’oponopono prayer. In my researching it, I happened upon this song from 2019. Sharing along as much seems to be felt these days.

I’m Sorry
I Forgive You
Thank You
I Love You

https://open.spotify.com/track/6AsoeP87JuRFteEYbAehOL?si=3I56iSiVSDmIbj0Zm5-9qg

Ho'oponopono Song · The Emmitt Sisters · 2018

Self portrait with Lavender.

Join us!

Bringing the outside in—a gift for a dear one. 🌱

Happy Birthday to you in the Spirit world. Grateful for your love that still speaks through the birds and the stars. While I remember your face in many ways and through many ages; it’s often with this same reassuring, loving smile.

Looks super!

“Your soul knows the geography of your destiny.”
John O’Donohue

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Today’s harvest. Elated to be in the garden well after 5pm.

An excerpt from the passionate and scholarly introduction to When God Was A Woman

Even just 15 mins of consciously tending a little patch of the Green World shifts the energy dramatically.

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Season’s Greetings from the Sagies and Luna. 💚

Gathered in community
Hearts and hands adjoined
One grand voice of Love