Hi! I booked my flight to Nepal tonight and I will be travelling through the month of October. I start with a Habitat for Humanity build in Pokhara. I will be working with 460 people from around the world to build 50 houses in ten days.
   The houses were all funded by micro financing. Instead of each family striving for a home, eight families pooled their resources in order to earn one house at a time. A much more efficient way to get ahead and meet a fundamental need.
   As a teacher, I was dedicated to collaboration instead of competition. This is a beautiful illustration of the power of community and seeking a win-win solution.
   The remainder of my stay I will be living primitively with a shaman learning about natural ways of healing utilizing Earth honoring techniques.
   I feel called to do this work at this auspicious time in the evolution of the planet. I am dedicated to the task of morphing ancient ways into our future. They are simple, natural ways of healing that can create profound shifts on all levels of being. Those of you who have experienced  the Hucha Ceremony understand what a powerful catalyst for change it can create. I feel both honored and humbled to have been initiated to bring this tool to our community. I know there are many more blessings just waiting for me to retrieve and make relevant in the modern world.
    If I had been born in another place in time, my work would have been supported by the community to whom I served. In the modern world, it is difficult to feel that sense of belonging and support.
   My work is motivated by a desire to be a hollow bone and a conduit of Divine Love. I do not have set hours.  I have had people land on my doorstep at midnight with a genuine need for a session, and it was my joy to be there to assist.
   I believe in Divine Providence, and my ceremonial work is done on a gratitude blessing basis. It is based on the principle of reciprocity where giving and receiving are held in the balance of appreciation.
   This next adventure will cost about $5,000, and I need your help. I would love to slip you in my pocket so you can tag along on my journey. In exchange for your donation I will:

• Send updates about my experiences, insights and teachings.
• Make video available for you to check in and see, hear and be inspired by my interaction with people from half way around the world.
• Invoke your name, visualize your face and connect your energy to each Medicine Wheel I build with blessings for you and your loved ones.
• Return to you with deeper wisdom, expanded consciousness and new tools to better serve and support your journey.
• Provide a means by which you can experience the thrill of adventure from the comfort of your computer. I offer a no risk way to live vicariously and step boldly into a more meaningful way of being.

The research I am gathering will eventually be assimilated into a book. My hope is that this book will be helpful to all of us, as well as future generations. These ancient ways, and the elders who carry them, are dying off. The indigenous way of life that is in harmony with the Earth and all living beings is near extinction.
   The dominant culture has detached from the natural rhythms and sanctity of life. Like a droning sound in the background, we have been lulled into a deep sleep. This unconscious detachment undermines the potential renaissance on the horizon of humanity. It is with urgency that I make this quest before these teachings and ceremonies disappear from the collective awareness.
   Please contribute what you can and with sincere appreciation, I promise to serve the highest best possible good.
   The deadline for tax deductable donations in my name with Habitat for Humanity is Aug. 15th. www.habitat.org/cd/gv/participant.aspx?pid=93345928
You can also make checks payable to Suzanne Rouge up until my departure Sept. 25th. 
Bright Blessings

Albino Prayer
   I had read the message from Arvol Lookinghorse right before I went to sleep. He had mentioned remembering the white animals who have come to remind us of the sanctity of life.
   The prophecy stated that when the thirteenth white buffalo was born it would mark the changing times when the tree of life would flower again. People of all nations would return to Mother Earth with love, respect and nurturing. Perhaps the oil spill will be the tragedy that wakes us up. The call to action that returns us to right relationship with the natural world.
    My mind drifted back to the memory of walking to the side fence so I could get a better look at the white buffalo in Flagstaff. When she noticed me, she came right over for a scratch behind the ears.
   I was elated to touch this part of the prophecies unfolding. As the memory faded, I said some prayers for the Gulf infusing them with the joy and hope I felt in being so close to such a Sacred beast, and fell fast asleep.
   The next morning I went into my garden to harvest and thin out a large patch of oregano that was choking out my lilies of the valley. There, in the center of the bunch, was a glorious albino oregano! Her glowing crown radiating amongst the dark green leaves that flanked her.
   I was overjoyed to see her and ran inside for my camera. I prayed for two days about what to do. Being exposed to the sun was intense for her and the tips of her leaves were browning
   I decided that she wanted to be consumed as medicine and nourishment. I put her in a vase and gave a leaf to every person who came to my house that week.
   As I placed the succulent white leaf on my tongue, as meaningful to me as the Eucharist, I felt honored and humbled to be in her presence.
   Truly, the prayers offered up the night before, manifested as confirmation that comforts me. My life, which has become a living prayer, is so richly blessed.
   Life is not rewarded by money or material things. Abundance is recognizing that access to the wisdom of the whole universe is locked within each of us. Living with a vigilant awareness of the sanctity of life is the key to our greatest treasure.

Sleeping with My Shadow
   One of the things that I am learning is how to stay more present to the peculiar. This morning, as I went to make my bed, I came upon this site.
   I have been contemplating the Jungian concepts of shadow and bright shadow. Laying awake thinking about all the relationships that have come to tell me what I am unwilling to see in myself.
   The projective dream work I have done thus far, has been guarded in terms of the dreams I've been willing to share. Standing naked with the dream, "I had last night," is a little too revealing..
   Yet, I recognize that is the only way I am able to become intimate with my own shadow. To listen first thing in the morning to the whisper of my dreams as they fade back into the void. Sometimes just a snippet, like the shattering of light, is enough to reveal our deepest drama.
  Like pressing an elevator button to the next floor, our dreams give us the opportunity to elevate our consciousness.
   Symbols of the dreams open like the wide mouth of the elevator and illuminate our awareness. The more enlightened we become to our own shadow the more we contribute to the evolution of the cosmos.

Fibroid Tips for Health
I have been blessed by having contact with the many intersecting circles that make up my life. I have been sufficiently hugged home.
My garden is my best friend, Doctor, provider and therapist all wrapped into one. My bedding plants are hardening off and preparing to go into the ground and I have finished seeding my backyard pharm. Each year I gain a little more enthusiasm for food as first medicine.
So as I turn the soil I know I am home.
Several of you have asked about my health and I apologize for not writing this entry sooner.
I am very happy to share that all of the testing indicated that I am healthy and whole! There is no sign of uterine cancer and the fibroid has magically disappeared. No trace of it. It was actually pretty fun to think back to the Dr. Who was holding it in her hand 5 weeks earlier.
So what's behind the little miracle? Intention and the loving care of Mother Earth. Everyone is different, but I offer up what I did as an option for anyone with fibroids.

*Psycho-spiritual
Everything is tethered to the thoughts that we hold. A belief is simply a thought we have had over and over. We can change any outcome by first looking at the beliefs that attract the experiences that validate and justify themselves.. All we have to do is open ourselves to a different possibility and connect with our spiritual source to magnetize our being to attract a different outcome.
The first thing I did was make an inventory of my mother's issues, (because the situation involved my womb. Louise Hay) and wrote an antidote.
Neuro linguistics gives us so many clues as to where our beliefs are rooted. Like weeds gently lifted from wet soil re-framing how we say something is a powerful tool.
For example, My mother is identified with worrying as a demonstration of her love. It can become a compulsion.
My Antidote: I express concern with confidence that the highest and best is being revealed. I send only positive thoughts to my loved ones knowing that even when faced with challenges there are always options that allow us to grow from the experience.
I started the bleeding the day I felt betrayed by Carlos. It was a powerful moment for me when I chose to see the evolving men in my life. I took the opportunity to thank all of those men in person for being who they are and for shifting the outer effects of patriarchy.  I made a list of ten things that I dislike about stereotypical roles for men and wrote an antidote. Let your words enslave no one" Jewel, became a governing principal in thinking "men ALWAYS do this or that....." I replaced all of those thoughts with the statement, "The Divine masculine/feminine is evolving through each of us."

*Flooding was the most pressing issue as I had been hemorrhaging bright red blood for a couple of weeks. Lady's Mantle tincture helped stop the bleeding within three days and the spotting ceased at 5 days.

*ProgesterAll cream is what probably made the biggest difference. I doubled the dose I was taking and I could tell within three days that it was working because I could feel the balancing of my hormones.

*Essential Oils
I used sage, ylang ylang and lavender.

*Cleansing
I used my IonCleanse machine and started a series of cleanses including: kidney, parasites (Hulda Clark), liver (with an emphasis on leaching excess estrogen and candida Hannah Kroeger) and gall bladder flush. I am still in process with the cleanses. I was able to resolve a fungal problem on my toes using clove oil as part of the parasite cleanse.

*Goldenseal and Echinacea tincture in a douche helped to re-calibrate my womb and resolved the scent that was bothering me after the bleeding stopped. Probably a rogue bacteria.

*Confidence. I expressed that I would be healed before my doctors appointment and visualized the Doc not being able to find anything. I also visualized polishing my womb and buffing it out like I was working on the shiny finish of a sculpture.

Who knows how everything factored in. I am certain that without the first and last steps the physical healing would have been delayed or halted.
WE ARE POWERFUL CO CREATORS MANIFESTING OUR OWN REALITY!
My mantras lately have been
"Hmmmm isn't that interesting?" invoking curiosity.
"Is this my happiest thought?"
"Is this the highest best possible good?" Feeling my solar plexus for the answer.
"What are my options?" Always add one off the wall, totally unrealistic thought to brainstorm outside the box.

Without Judgment
Taking a picture this morning triggered a day of contemplation. Couldn't resist capturing that moment.
I tell people, when they ask why I don't wear shoes, I'd rather be cold than confined.
I asserted my desire to live in bare feet after retiring from teaching. At first it was exhilarating to feel all of the seasons through my feet. I became more intimately in tune with the telluric currents and subtle energy shifts that spur on the changes in nature as the seasons transition. Walking my dog, Sebastian, regardless of inclement weather, was a great teacher to me.
Although I do recognize the dangers of being exposed to frost bite, the need to know compelled me to explore the edge of what my feet could endure walking in snow and ice. The Colorado sun keeps our pavement dry and warm most of the time. During the times when I was walking short distances through the snow I became aware of the limitations of judgment. The moment I judged the situation as good or bad the experience soon followed. It was the reverse of walking on hot coals.
Instead, I learned to allow the sensations without analyzing. Just observing them without judgment..
Remaining curious in life is a gift. It became a spiritual practice for me for a few seasons. All these years later, as I put my foot fully into the sensation of cold this morning, I felt free.

In The Flow
4-20
The YouTube project was resurrected today. Everything lined up beautifully and I am hopeful that I will have my contest entry complete.
Love feelin the flow.
I pondered the flow while writing the script. Contemplating the difference between being an earthen vessel and being a hollow bone.
What I discovered is...
If we are being a vessel we are containing something. Ultimately, it is too much to hold.  But when we imagine ourselves as the hollow bone then life force moves through us unencumbered. The more we get our ego in alignment with that flow the better we are able to serve.
Our purpose is to stay clear. To allow the things we interact with to serve as a file to whittle away preconceived notions and judgments.
In this analogy we take neither the claim or the blame. We release a need for an outcome and just observe the moment unfurl.
It is in the present moment that we have the power to effect change. The moment of disequilibrium creates space that ripples out into future possibilities.

   I am laying in my bed remembering the hours I spent recording my thoughts and feelings in Peru. It was such a luxury to write at my leisure. To be aware, in the midst of how I might relay the experiences with depth and meaning. It was always a balance between analyzing the experience and being present enough to perceive it.
   I am still immersed in meaning as serendipitous experiences unfold here in the States. I have been consumed with the task of creating a YouTube pitch. Glitch after glitch. I am committed though, so each day I plug away at something that would be simple in the hands of a professional. Take (too many to count) did result in a descent video presentation.
   I kept trying to present myself with jewelry from Bolivia. Me and bling????? It was not until I put on a sarong that the project gained momentum. Authenticity provides all the fuel we need to move in the world with a trajectory on course.
   Those of you connecting and asking questions, I am buoyed by your interest. I love the idea of having people tag along learning about earth honoring traditions both new and old as I uncover them. I always liked turning over stones as a child.
   Each day, despite my busy schedule, I press forward with perseverance focused on ease and grace and drifting in a sense of tranquillo. I keep my heart open and my eyes peeled for the next clue in the treasure hunt of my life.

Bee-uti-ful
Hey all my networking busy bees. I have a great idea buzzin! Spirit inspired an idea for a book while I was living in Peru and this contest is motivating me to move in the right direction. The book pollinates fresh ideas for global travel through service, builds a honeycomb for new structures of thought and is sweetened with 20 min recipes for applying ancient healing wisdom in your life. I appreciate your help in getting the word out to others interested in spreading innovative ideas. To learn more about my message, check out my Utube pitch at http://www.nexttopspiritualauthor.com/profile.cfm?aid=2525. Bee a part of great ideas happening in the world.

Thursday, March 25, 2010

Future Awaits
   On January 22nd, while in Peru, I experienced break through bleeding that turned out to be a fibroid coming through the uterine wall. It happened the day that I was doing ceremony with Carlos. Knowing that the unexpected blood heralded my menopause, I made a passionate proclamation that I would offer my blood to honor men. I would use my moontime to strengthen my faith that all men are evolving toward the highest expression of the Divine Masculine. I have been bleeding since I spoke the words to the Universe! (Be careful what you pray for)
   The more I reflect on that day, the more I enrich my understanding of mastery in forgiveness. Radical Forgiveness teaches that nothing bad ever happened and so there is really nothing to forgive.
   It segues into the belief that there is no separation. I can not be the victim to anything save my own thoughts projected out and reflected back to me. I am that which I see in others. In this light, it is easier to see Carlos as a hollow bone, perhaps even a master, who was willing to play out my thoughts. He may have even intended to be the clear mirror to help me recognize all the thoughts that limit and undermine potential in men. Thereby, limiting my own growth as well as the collective conscious.
   It is not my business how consciously aware he was. It is all about perception, and the Universe had sent me what I manifested to shed light on what most needed healing. He was the obvious expression of my projections.
(20/20 hindsight).
   I did not feel comfortable finding a gynecologist in Cusco. Finding a dentist to trust was difficult enough. I also assumed that the second period was due to travel. As the weeks of spotting and bleeding continued, I became more concerned.
     Toilet paper is considered a personal responsibility there and I had used mine sparingly. Had I contracted something from a toilet seat? Guilt consumed me because I have always ignored my mother's advise. I was unaware of the tremendous and powerful energy of guilt that got tucked out of site into my uterus. The strange color and scent exiting my body was the years of fermentation I have housed.
   Or, was it swimming in Laguna Sandoval? They had warned about parasites that swim inside you if you pee. I reassured myself that I had nary a drop, but the thought of something chewing me up from inside haunted my nights. I tried all kinds of ideas from boric acid, grapefruit seed extract, to vinegar and it only aggravated the situation.
   As soon as I was back in the states, I called Planned Parenthood to find out. They said there was too much blood to see and I should wait until it stopped. A week later I began hemorrhaging bright red blood. That got my attention, but not theirs. She diagnosed the fibroid and referred me to a doctor To have an endobiopsy (1st available apt was April 19.) When I asked about stopping the profuse bleeding, she said that 800 mg of ibuprophen 3X daily had worked for some. (That could result in a long term disastrous dose to the liver!)
   Diagnosis in hand and intrigued by the science fair project my body had become, I eagerly set to work at making my body whole. I began working on the physical, psycho/spiritual and emotional aspects. Inspired by my own 2012 teachings, I took an inventory of the ancestral issues and wrote positive affirmations that clarified my beliefs. Made a list of what I dislike about men accompanied by affirmations. Sought the advice of my wise blood mother, Ginni, and began working with herbs, oils, ProgesterAll cream, diet and detox. I arrested the bleeding within 5 days.
   The piece that really puzzles me is the paralysis I felt from modern medicine the first two weeks. Now, this fibroid has become an opportunity to walk my talk, set an example to augment the medical model and take a personal inventory. The treasure hunt of a spiritual life giving me clues along the way in a perfectly timely manner..
   Turns out that the tincture of Lady's Mantle, that I created just before I left, was one of the keys. It is one of nature's best ally for heavy bleeding. It is a plant associated with St. Bridgid. I am a flame keeper so I was happy to honor her in a new way. I took the tincture and knelt down to pray in front of the sculpture I had completed of Bridgid in the Fall. I asked her to carry me safely through the change of life and to help me capitalize on the rich opportunities to connect with my moontime before it fades away. Funny how our future awaits us. It was among the very first plants I placed in my yard 13 yrs ago. Auspicious??? Hmmmmm?