Eagle Medicine of the East teaches us to grow our wings so we can navigate strong winds with grace and wisdom. Eagle asks us to question how we can be of service.  So we watch, we listen, and we act...we see the injustice, we hear the calls for self-examination.

Our silence is a form of violence & the winds of change are strong.  Decide how you can help.  ​We have the opportunity now to listen to the wisdom from Black Americans who have lived the violence for so many centuries, and we can and should follow their lead.  

I am reflecting on my white privilege, and trying to educate myself and children, and support organizations that are leading the way on LONG overdue systematic change.  I know that I can do more, and hope we will all do our part.  Below are a couple of links to the organizations Campaign Zero and Black Lives Matter.  Please donate.

Funds donated to Campaign Zero support the analysis of policing practices across the country, research to identify effective solutions to end police violence, technical assistance to organizers leading police accountability campaigns and the development of model legislation and advocacy to end police violence nationwide.


Fund the Movement Black Lives Matter, and support their ongoing fight to end state-sanctioned violence, liberate Black people, and end white supremacy forever.

I made a boob cookie.  Thinking about the Milk Moon.  Thinking about Mother Earth and her Paps.  Thinking about the Mother in all of us.  Thinking about George Floyd calling for his Mama.  Thinking of the breath of life.  

Beltaine marks the start of summer in the beginning of May, and the equinox brings the center of the season, this year on June 21st.  In these six weeks our awareness is heightened, as well as our fiery passion, and boundless energy.  Nature uses this time to explode in beauty and abundance, led by the force of life so strong this time of year.  

How we use this energy as humans is something for which I sit.  What would happen if we thought with the mind and passion of our hearts, our breasts?  What if we proceeded with the fiery passion of Mama - the one that protects what is sacred, that finds a way to create with love and compassion, through the breath of life? 

George Floyd would still be alive.