Bird Droppings July 27, 2011
Is the moon setting while the sun is rising?
I left the house relatively early for my summer normal schedule. But had places to go and things to see just didn’t know what for sure. As I left the house several rabbits and birds either ran or flew across my path as I drove down the dirt road beside our house. A bit further down the road I noticed the nearly crescent smiling moon going down in the sky. No sooner do I notice the moon and the sun is rapidly coming up. How can this be both events all at once? This was even better than an eclipse. As I took a turn on a back country road a mother opossum began peering at the roadway looking about ready to jump in front of a car. I noticed she was carrying some babies on her back and hopefully she avoided traffic although it was early and I did not see any cars. I drove to a farm nearby where I had noticed a rather large patch of Jimson weed, Datura stramonium growing. About two acres of datura covered most of the cow pasture. This plant is different than the moonflower, I have at the house Datura inoxia. My plants have a nearly foot long pure white trumpet flower and bloom only at night. The field of flowers was blooming most of yesterday and still going strong today and has purple streaks in it.
Yesterday I stopped by my mother’s house to take her shopping as we talked she mentioned finding pictures of her father and shared several with me. It was a few months back she gave me a book of my father’s realizing I never turn down books, Touch the Earth by T.C. McLuhan. As I read and recalled from earlier in the day yesterday several postings about changes in our world it started to make sense more so than it had is some time.
“All living creatures and all plants derive their life from the sun. If it were not for the sun, there would be darkness and nothing could grow – the earth would be without life. Yet the sun must have the help of the earth. If the sun alone were to act upon animals and plants, the heat would be so great they would die, but there are clouds that bring rain, and the action of the sun and earth together supply the moisture that is needed for life.” Okute, Teton Sioux, 1911
As it turns out the book was given to my father in 1983 by a friend of his who signed the book as well. T. C. McLuhan edited the stories and gathered them from various Native American warriors, chiefs, holy men and orators. The photos are all from Edward S. Curtis famous black and white photographer and chronicler of the Wild West. T. C. McLuhan is a New York filmographer and author with numerous projects to her credit. The Shadow Catcher is a 1975 film based on Edward S. Curtis and his travels from 1893 through 1930 recording on film and tapes the sights and sounds of Native American peoples across the country. His concern was the old ways would soon be gone and his effort has recorded many events and happenings found nowhere else in media. T.C. McLuhan’s father is a bit more well know in literary circles, Marshall McLuhan was named Patron Saint of Wired magazine in 1991. T. C. McLuhan produced and directed the documentary “The Frontier Gandhi” in 2008. Looking at a book on Native American culture I have found an author and now several films I want to pursue.
“I wonder if the ground has anything to say? I wonder if the ground is listening to what is said? I wonder if the ground would come alive and what is on it? Though I hear what the ground says. The ground says the Great Spirit place me here.” Young Chief, Cayuse, 1855 at an Indian Council in the Valley of the Walla Wall
Yesterday I responded to a blog about how rapidly things were changing and how food stuffs with the dying off of honey bees will be impacted. Over the last few years I can honestly say I have seen fewer and fewer honey bees. I Plant numerous flowers that attract bees and hummingbirds. But each year there are fewer honey bees. This year I have seen one possibly two and I wander my gardens every day during summer looking for photo opportunities and this year no pictures of honey bees. As I read through this manuscript and thought about the title touch the earth I thought to the writings of many great Native American leaders both on the battle field and spiritually. All reflect the contact with the earth as a key to their existence. Whether it be sitting on the ground instead of on a chair or standing in moccasins close to the ground instead of thick soled boots or shoes the Native American way is to be one with the earth. I tagged a t-shirt photo I took a year or so ago with the world and some feathers and surrounding the image the words, “This we know all things are connected.”
“People usually consider walking on water or in thin air a miracle. But I think the real miracle is not to walk either on water or in thin air, but to walk on earth. Every day we are engaged in a miracle which we don’t even recognize: a blue sky, white clouds, green leaves, and the black, curious eyes of a child — our own two eyes. All is a miracle.” Thich Nhat Hanh
Thich Nhat Hanh is a Buddhist monk residing in France who was ejected from his country of Viet Nam for being against the war in the late sixties and early seventies. “All is a miracle” is such a simple statement yet it is what this life is about if we so choose. The miracle is in our own seeing and believing. What a glorious day while cloudy it will still be a great day. Please keep all in harm’s way on your mind and in your hearts.