She is spring, the most beautiful sister of the Corn Maidens. She brings blue corn to the people.







I received the Blue Corn Maiden as a gift. I love the story...

Sometimes, when spring has come already, Winter Katsina will blow cold wind suddenly, or scatter snow when it is not the snow time. He does this just to show how displeased he is to have to give up Blue Corn Maiden for half of the year.



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Be well.

Be loved. 
Be loving.



Scott

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Friday April 25th, 2008



Hey there!



I realize, in my travels and with my guests, at various moments of business and then quiet that I forgot to mention my tone for the year. But before I do, and speaking of resonance and vibration, I wanted to point out a recent article in the SF Chronicle.



The significance may be lost on you as to how the planet making a tone has any connection to me personally and how that wraps around a word, Emergence, but I’ll do my best to explain...



First the article:

How to sing like a planet

Scientists say the Earth is humming. Not just noise, but a deep, astonishing music. Can you hear it?

Here is an excerpt...



“scientists now say the planet itself is generating a constant, deep thrum of noise. No mere cacophony, but actually a kind of music, huge, swirling loops of sound, a song so strange you can't really fathom it, so low it can't be heard by human ears, chthonic roars churning from the very water and wind and rock themselves, countless notes of varying vibration creating all sorts of curious tonal phrases that bounce around the mountains and spin over the oceans and penetrate the tectonic plates and gurgle in the magma and careen off the clouds and smack into trees and bounce off your ribcage and spin over the surface of the planet in strange circular loops, "like dozens of lazy hurricanes," as one writer put it.



It all makes for a very quiet, otherworldly symphony so odd and mysterious, scientists still can't figure out exactly what's causing it or why the hell it's happening. Sure, sensitive instruments are getting better at picking up what's been dubbed "Earth's hum," but no one's any closer to understanding what the hell it all might mean. Which, of course, is exactly as it should be.



Because then, well, then you get to crank up your imagination, your mystical intuition, your poetic sensibility — and if there's one thing we're lacking in modern America, it's ... well, you know.”



You can read the full article here:

http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/g/a/2008/04/23/notes042308.DTL





It makes me wonder... about allot of things but especially about sound, vibration and resonance. Each New Year I search for the tone, the vibration that is the energetic growth pattern for me, for the year. In the past, they have varied, they never quite seemed as significant as this year. Lining up the cards, the trips, the messages, potential reunions, even the world I am given a word.



Emergence



It, the word for the tone, emergence, never made it to the pages of the blog. In fact I don’t think that it was allowed to make the passage out of my heart and soul. There was a tithe to be paid in the crossing or a sequence of events or realizations that had to happen before I came to this point.


As it may be for you.



You see I realize that what is really happening with the Lord of the Dance, is that I am not tempted into but out of. I am being asked to dance. I hand is placed before me, palm up, fingers relaxed, warm skin, open arms and I am... hesitating.



Emergence



Noun

emergence - the gradual beginning or coming forth; "figurines presage the emergence of sculpture in Greece"

outgrowth, growth

beginning - the event consisting of the start of something; "the beginning of the war"

rise - a growth in strength or number or importance

emergence - the becoming visible; "not a day's difference between the emergence of the andrenas and the opening of the willow catkins"

egress, issue

beginning - the event consisting of the start of something; "the beginning of the war"

eruption - the emergence of a tooth as it breaks through the gum

dissilience - the emergence of seeds as seed pods burst open when they are ripe

emergence - the act of emerging

emersion

appearance - the act of appearing in public view; "the rookie made a brief appearance in the first period"; "it was Bernhardt's last appearance in America"

emergence - the act of coming (or going) out; becoming apparent

egression, egress

human action, human activity, act, deed - something that people do or cause to happen

surfacing - emerging to the surface and becoming apparent

emission, emanation - the act of emitting; causing to flow forth



I am emerging.



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What do you do when you wake up in the middle of the night, sweating, disturbed, as if you are in the middle of a conversation and that, this very dialogue you are having is with yourself; and you are saying things like, “This is not the life I am to live”, how do you feel?



You toss and turn, maybe you drink some tea. You could be looking around at the things in your home, or staring at the ceiling, but your mind is focused, falcon like perception is impossibly centered on this “issue” that has been bothering you for some time and... perched your fingers, like talons, are ready to leap, take wing in silver, gold and blue sky’s then dive for this moment. Taking into heart what should be....



But in that moment in bed, or on the couch, or sitting on porch at 4:00 am in spring heat, you can only think of the problem. 

How do I leave? What do I say? Do I leave? Is it me? Is it them? Will anything be enough? What is wrong with me?



Monkey Mind races from Falcon Heart and you, eventually, fall into sleep... until morning and then back to routine. To rut, normalcy and the bravado against fear at 4:00 am is gone, forgotten like our dreams.



From the multitude of things, events, triggers and these quixotic interludes where reality as seen escapes me and I am slow-diving into that other place, I have found an image of self, of life-to-be-lived that wasn’t realized or present within, before. Or, maybe it was, it just needed time to be discovered, to float to the surface where I find it on the shores of soul: a spiral, a natural design, feet in sand, a place of rest and there, in this moment of calm inner self I can finally hear...



“THERE! There it is! That’s the message!”



What emerges?



I take my tea in the morning and take the day as it comes. It is morning so now I am bear like, as if in Winter, or just... Emerging from the cave, still sleepy-eyed and the color, the sound, the scent of spring is all about me. This powerful, intoxicating aroma of life and the call of creation and I ask. I turn back to the cave and I ask, Great Lady Hecate, what have I been put here to do and in what I have done, am I leaving it behind for other things or does my life remain the same?



She does not answer, in fact she waves her hand at me, pushing me out of solace which is hibernation, which is sleeping yet I have been awake. I have left the darkness within me, a lantern light behind me has pointed the way and from the Crone I move forward from night to day.



It puts everything, but one thing, into question. I know, that’s fear-talking but it’s a valid question because you life is about to change. Do you want it to? Are you ready for it? Can you handle it?



Yes. Yes, and yes again is the answer because, as he teaches, the life force is calling you and you can embrace it now, you can dance and revel in the joy of the chase and the new life, or you can “deal” with it later, when that which has been denied comes forward -SERPENT!- and that liquid joy becomes poison and pain-to-change.



For me I can say that I get it. I can’t say that it makes it any easier, changing, transforming, shifting and sliding into a new step, cadence, skip and jump. I honestly don’t have it so bad, compared to many people in the world... and life isn’t asking me... you, to really do anything other than embrace it! To emerge from your place of shelter and come out into the living and together, embrace the changes. It is a dance but, being a wallflower will not bring you closer to your life... and life, this time, will not take no for an answer.



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Monday April 28th, 2008







I am being asked to come out and so I have, but it’s more than just an invitation to embrace what is being revealed within myself.



Emergence



I had time to contemplate this posting over the weekend. I took an invitation to an opening for Onch Movement over off of Sunset Boulevard, had some fun at Toi and hit the beach on Sunday down south at Manhattan Beach with some friends from Germany.



No thinking, more experiencing and allot of socializing. A step away from the computer and out into life; although I didn’t get any dancing in, there’s always tonight... oh wait, my friend just had her first child. I’ll have to do a different sort of dance for that. The baby IS gorgeous, can’t wait to meet him.


Any-who-who, I had mentioned the insomnia, the restlessness and asking, somewhat fearfully -like we do... silly humans- and once I embraced the emerging vision within me, the fear of the exterior sort of changes was, well, powerless.



Fear isn’t something outside of us. Change, when it comes to personal growth, may be affected by our environment, a vacation to another country or falling in love with someone but it is important to realize that the thing that is actually changing is our self. I don’t mean to say that with any sort of glib vanity but, it is true.





“ And you who seek to know me, know that the seeking and yearning will avail you not, unless you know the Mystery:



for if that which you seek,

you find not within yourself,

you will never find it without.”





And in grabbing hold of this movement, in opening my arms to fear of change and letting it hit me. First thinking I would be struck by lightening and later realizing that transformative brush with growth was more kind, and gentle, I am ignited with love and that white flame of that desire flash-burns into intuition, healing and down into my most basic movements. Like a memory of pain, expecting sorrow or betrayal, and finding instead such tenderness. Sensation so high and bright, as deep and dark as the pain once experienced.



It is not important this fear of the life changing. It is important that I am changed.



It is the fire-blossom of spring growth. It is the Devil... who is Pan, the Lord of the Forest, and I’ve heard his flutes and caught his scent and together... well, together we will what we do in the woods. And that is my business! Ha. Ha. Ha.



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As I said, this wrapped around the earth humming and a tone for the year with an ernest wish that you “get what I’m saying” at the end of that introduction.



What came to me was that if our living planet is sending off a song of songs, in fact a chorus of songs, from trees and the core, and canyons and everything... and planets around us, things out in space are singing along as well. Well... how could a tone, an note, a vibration be so “out there”? IN FACT, what if you were experiencing that same tone of emergence that I am? What if I am the only voice for that tone, that others are in the midst of dancing and wailing to? Or maybe, the “What if?” is, “what if I am one voice needed to express it, so that the sound, the hum, the vibration that I’m picking up on and broadcasting -as a healer- becomes that much more clearer, stronger, discernible?”



I begin to ask things like, Is my tone based on my belief, diet or location and because of that I am resonating with that particular voice of the earth?



Does it make you think about the song, the hum? Are you wondering about pop stars and artists, poetry and anger, love and blessings?



I am... I am thinking, that we are from the earth and so we are part of the song. In the meantime, and while you are wondering, I hope this finds you all well.



May 1st is around the corner. Beltaine comes!



Love,



Scott

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