FireCat! The Legend of Amazon Sage©
Sage is a quirky girl who always loved wild animals, funny people, adventure and indigenous music. She still does.
What no one knows is that every night in her dreams, Sage
transforms into a woman of power and wisdom, called
Unlimited by the confines of newtonian physics, she is fierce and full of compassion, traveling where ever she is needed to help relieve suffering in the world.
Only problem is,
Amazon Sage© only lives while Sage is dreaming.
Once Sage awakens, Amazon Sage © disappears. These blogs are written by Sage, telling what happens in this most secret life...
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Thursday, March 24, 2011
Just curious... what do you think this title means? “ Friends who turn on friends’s friends;” specifically in reference to the words “turn on.” I suspect your meaning has a lot to do with your personal experience. During the night, Amazon Sage dream-travelled back in time, to the study of a young author who had some very interesting things to say on the subject. Sitting across the desk from Anais Nin, our courageous explorer felt both honored and a bit of trepidation. After all, this woman’s writings can be pretty steamy. Think Henry Miller, June Mansfield, and The Tropic of Cancer. In letters between the three, Anais Nin was once described thus:
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
As a person who chooses to see hope in the darkest of situations, I must admit, I do feel challenged. That is, until I read some releases from various governmental agencies. For the most part, government sources, particularly the military, still insist that the situation is not nearly so dire as it is made out to be; “It is just the press exploiting people’s fears.” Hoping to get at the truth, for the next few hours, I went, back and forth, reading this news story then that; wondering if the truth really is out there. It’s enough to make a person dizzy! Slowly, I sank into the bed and as I rested my head on a non-dizzy producing pillow, I drifted into restless sleep. That is where the world of Amazon Sage and her dream travels often begin.
As I pondered this scene, my mind wandered back to a friend who once told me he had gone to Chernobyl two weeks after the melt down. He said he was trying to make a political point. (Really?) I began to wonder whatever happened to his body since his mind was obviously already off its rocker. Funny, that I never saw him again, after that one chance meeting. That’s when I was whisked away again. Before I knew it, I was standing at Three Mile Island, here in the good ole’ U.S. of A. Brrr... that place (Three Mile), still gives me the shivers and I’m not usually cold. That’s because it was there that another old friend was dosed when she too visited “not too long after their accident.” Unfortunately, I know what happened to her. Within a few years, one of the best and brightest was lost to the world from an aggressive form of leukemia.
Finally, back in my room, in my bed, I mused over the images of not only what was, but what could be. I thought about yet another friend, this one in Japan, and how his life is forever changed. Yet, he does not panic. He does not complain. He works on, lending a hand to his friends and neighbors the way he was taught from birth to do. Ah, hope has returned, because I know that we, as human beings, are mostly like that Japanese friend. For the most part, we humans are faithful, smart, and brave. Yes, we knowingly makes choices that place our lives at risk. Yes, we are willing to offer it for the sake of our families; our fellow humans.
Hope. Sometimes it’s all we have. And when we do, it's not so important whether this or that is the ultimate truth. Hope is enough. That’s because we know in our hearts that somehow we’ll survive if we allow ourselves to heed the example of the Japanese; work together, as if our life depends on it.
Monday, March 21, 2011
Thursday, March 17, 2011
“My dear friends and relatives all over the world... Many many thanks for your deep concerns on the whole incident. I send out lots of love from here to all of you....
However, I am very sorry; personally getting sick and tired of some of the Western press who are trying to panic people. The news media broadcasts about our people, that ‘there were those who were in panic like small children...’ is not true. I have never seen any - not a single - Japanese in panic so far. Around me, there is no Japanese who wants to save only himself or herself by leaving the rest of us behind. My kids went to work. I am just back from work. Someone has to go and work to turn the economy here; someone has to earn bread for the rest of the society to support each other; otherwise the entire country will get stuck. To send more power to the damaged areas, we turned off the lights and the heating system. No problem. Just wear more sweaters... We don't worry about it.... Go to: http://data.d-vecs.com/prive/fixingroad.jpg and if you think you want to do something for us, please pray for Japan.”
My response to this Japanese man’s frustration, did not need Amazon Sage, this time. This is what I wrote to him, in response:
“I am an American citizen and I am so happy to hear that Japanese people are trying to keep their lives and their country going while the disasters from the earthquake, tsunami, and radiation are being addressed. I want you to know that the news I listen to and watch must be different from what you are hearing since I have heard only the most positive things about the Japanese people; how brave, industrious, and compassionate they are.
"I too, have a very close Japanese friend over there, who could easily have come over here, to the US and stayed with our family. Instead, he stays there and sleeps in his car so that he is better able to assist his friends and neighbors. An American military man whom I know quite well, is also there, as a relief worker. Unfortunately, he does not have the proper medicine to protect himself from thyroid damage because so many people in the USA have panicked and bought up all the supplies. So he is doing what many Japanese people are doing to protect themselves; he is eating kelp." [Really Americans? We are so selfish that we buy up all the supplies, that are much more needed there, because WE are scared?]
But back to my response: "The last thing the good people of Japan need right now is to hear worrisome reports about their behaviors. I can assure you that if there are news stations or newspapers saying uncomplimentary things about the Japanese people, then the readers of those rags are most certainly too ignorant for you to give them a second thought.
As for me and every person I know or have heard from, it is clear that each Japanese person who continues to go on with his or her life in the midst of all that is happening, serves as as a shining example for all of humanity; a model for how to act in times of great suffering. Therefore, it is with great respect that I remain, your friend from across the world."
I will end this post with a suggestion to all citizens of our own great country, the USA: Please stop buying and hoarding all the anti nuclear medical supplies. You are keeping them from the people who need them the most; our military people in Japan; all the relief workers; and the Japanese people. They need them right now! We don’t. Have a blessed day, my friends.
"Remember that not getting what you want is sometimes a wonderful stroke of luck." - His Holiness the Dalai Lama
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Sunday, March 13, 2011
Friday, March 11, 2011
Thursday, March 10, 2011
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
Friday, March 4, 2011
We know this happens on a small (micro) level, but did you know that it also happens on a macro level as well? For instance, when a country treats the leaders of another country (or their own citizens) without respect, still being people, these individuals will have a negative reaction... just on a larger scale. Take Egypt, for example or here... where women, the young, and the poor are being treated by some politicians as if they don't matter. In Japan, there's a name for the feeling of being disrespected. It's called "losing face." That's because when somebody acts as though you don't count, they make you metaphorically "faceless" in their eyes.
Contributing to others' loss of face was an increasingly noticeable problem during the latter part of the last century, especially in our dealings with Mid- Eastern countries, and may have had more to do with our country's inability to get cooperation from foreign governments and their citizens than anybody realized. Therefore, Amazon Sage dream-travelled back to some of those war-torn areas to see what happened. Amidst the anger and threats of violence voiced by those who felt disrespected, Amazon Sage was amazed to find one young military man who knew about the power of respect and carried it with him, no matter where he went or with whom he interacted. He knew that if he treated others with respect, even when he had to carry out noxious orders, then all of those involved knew that they were dealing with an honorable person. Believe it or not, that helped save his life many times over.
This concept is not dissimilar to what so many Native Americans have been teaching since long before colonists invaded their sovereign lands. They've always taught that even if you must kill a deer to have food, you do it with respect for the animal, not as if the deer's life doesn't matter. Rather, as if in giving life, the hunter is enriched by the deer's body and blood. Hmmm. Sound familiar? It makes me wonder if that's not what the Christian Easter message has been trying to get across; that when something -- or someone -- is willing to die for us, then we owe them a debt of gratitude. Think about it for awhile and see what you think. While you're at it, listen to Aretha. :-)
Thursday, March 3, 2011
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
Is the fact that this man was violating a Native American spiritual ceremony really that important?” I say “Yes.”
Most will agree that people of all cultures share a desire to seek a connection to the divine. We need not look far for ample evidence. And all around the world, sacred ceremonies are shared with those outside their culture. It is a great honor to be included and an outsider's participation is with complete awareness of the potential dangers involved.
But sometimes the greedy forget how powerful the human mind is and, if underestimated, how these forces can quickly overwhelm our bodies. We need only look to the field of psychology to see how this plays out: Soldiers returning home without a scratch yet so traumatized they can never again function in society; victims of rape never again able to experience a loving sexual relationship; and yes, victims of new age ceremonies, those conducted without adequate knowledge or sensitivity to indigenous teachings, traumatized for life by the sights and sounds of people wretching and dying all around them.
This is where human frailties become dangerous as one man’s greed did not long ago. Without the blessing or sanction of medicine people in the Native American tradition, he decided to make money off of innocent people’s desire for spirituality. Last night, as my eyes closed, I mulled over these issues and almost before I was asleep Amazon Sage dream-traveled to that fateful day in Camp Verde, Arizona. She was determined to find out what really happened inside and if possible, offer help. Once inside the makeshift “sweat lodge” she quickly saw the problem; too many people had too little air. Yet they were admonished not to lift the tarp around the sides and certainly not to exit, lest they lose their “spiritual lesson.” Meanwhile, the “leader” sat next to the opening where he had all the air he needed.
The looks on the people’s faces were certainly not of bliss. Some had already begun to vomit, struggling to follow their leader’s directive to stay put. When Ray finally allowed the occupants to exit, one of his outside staff members described the scene this way: “As people stumbled out of the sweat lodge, collapsing on the ground, James Ray was just watching... standing above and watching. “ ... as people suffered and died. Amidst the horror, all Amazon Sage could do was sit quietly with the dying as their sweet spirits passed into the great beyond.
Were this an actual spiritual ceremony and not simply a device for a leader to line his pockets, no person would have been shamed into staying. More importantly, they would certainly not have been charged money for their “spiritual experience”. So, once again I ask you: “How did a new age ceremony become murder?” Look to the motivation of the leader and the source of the ceremony and you will know the answer.