October 12th , Aegina, Greece
Strange dream last night or maybe not? The wind shifted – came in strong from the West after three calm days here, blew us awake, shudders banging, hearts pounding .
I was with two young Mexicans under threat, on the run, innocent, scared, targeted by whoever – to be killed. They had guns but barely knew how to use them. They did not even want them. We met, talked, planned together – what to do ? how to create safety. They threw away their guns and began walking ahead of us along the tracks.
We got on a train ….whoever the “we”, was ? I do not know, but I was fortunately, not alone. They would come and we would greet them. We waited, we prepared. A newsmen came first and soon became an ally. A young child was with us, playing with marbles on the ground. She was scared. What would happen to them? to us? We had two large white dogs ? (see below) at our side like gargoyles protection. I picked up a blue marble from the little girl’s pile on the ground. ( I thank you Jay Nichols “Blue Mind” and how you gifted such to many of us so many years ago brining attention to the blue planet.)
When holding it, I realized it was our secret “weapon”, our protection. When the aggressors arrived, i held it up and showed it to them – making it very clear that if I dropped it we would all die. Was it a bomb of some kind? To them, yes and they quickly stepped back from us. I let them know blue marbles were everywhere on the trail and along the tracks ahead …blue minds or perhaps blue mines ….I realized this marble was the water planet and if we drop it, our care, our holding of it, we all die. Holding the blue marble became our protection, our home again and for now, all were safe.
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I woke up feeling our times, wondering why there is so much fear and war and at the same time, understanding it …the fear in our country, in our heart minds, in our world – of the “other “. Not being held –so many of us deeply undernourished as children, we do not instinctively know, or remember, how to hold each other and this Earthsea. The white ones, the Christians, my ancestors were not the first on these lands and yet many act as they were …they own it, conquered it – the first peoples as well as nature. And now, they, we, yes , (I have to include myself – seeing, feeling the overwhelm at times…at the border, inside and out ) – have wanted no more to come from other lands. My response in the 70s was in part to not have children …my response today is to focus on the children, on the community, in shared care, education, in prayer, building the communities, the watering-holes, the sanctuary places and spaces – that are so needed.
And then, there are WE nations – gated communities – trying at best to figure out how to be with the burgeoning human refugee movement …. A culture, a belief and in some cases, a reality that there is not enough to share. There is little unity of responsibility. I search for, seek out, look to water -consciousness, a deeply remembered if not experienced open hearted response – an instinct of nourishing, caring, sharing , of imagining if not realizing, that maybe, yes maybe, there can be enough, just enough. Here’s to the Great Returning.
Maybe they, the dogs, were Great Pyrenees or Kuvasz or or Cuvac 😊 ?
Like the Komondor, the modern-day Kuvasz hails from Hungary, although some believe it to be originally from Tibet. It’s associated with hunting and protection,
The Cuvac is hyper-alert and makes for an excellent watchdog.
It’s a courageous animal, with stories in its home country about fights with wolves and bears to protect its people.
They are supremely intelligent and are even able to perform relatively complex problem-solving tricks. They are indeed large but tend to be gentle, making them great companions for kids and families. Not bad for a dog breed that nearly went extinct in the 1940s.
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