So what!

So, this week has been a wrestling match with my health. I had hoped I would be able to glide through it with ease. Instead there was a bout with some intestinal thing that lasted for the week. By Friday, I was dehydrated and looking for the great fountain of healing. Nettie and I were busy with the many little things that can be a blessing or plague one's life. For us, it usually is a small set of learning's and blessings...not this week. Staying close to the home safe rooms meant we went very few places and yet, I was able to meet with my writing group in Portland, and my spiritual group in Vancouver. Portland has two more lesson meetings left and Vancouver will be an on going series of learning exercises in the ways for Healing any and everything. It fits into my life work as a Healer and Elder in the Metis Nation of the U.S.. This I am very humble about.

I was able to help with church today, beating in honor of the Four Directions as we opened the Mass for the People. I am now looking for a group of First Nation and Metis (mix-bloods) men and boys that would like to drum at least once a month. I have been approached by one woman to see if there could be a monthly mixed drum group for anyone who would like to participate in free drumming. I will need to fix my thoughts on that possibility and pray about it. Mother Vicky is interested in having a Drum Circle once or more than once a month. She understands she may not be allowed to attend the Circle. She is very interesting person and quite spiritual. I am studying the Book of Acts in the New Testament.
Right now that goes along with my studies with The Order Of St. Luke the Physician (OSL).

I have found that the older I get the more I want to search for my spiritual roots. There was a time that my thoughts wandered away from all non-tangible life. From me early childhood and through my teen years, well into my adult life, I found any non-tackle forms of being were too uncomfortable for me. Viet-Nam did not help a bit. Too much distraction and there seemed to be no cure for what was going on and the god's were too busy to engage in the solution of War and Death. I had lost all hope in there even being a god to rely on.

It has taken almost 50 years to even entertain the idea of a Living God and what he expects ME to do about War and lack of Love in the world. Healing can truly occur when many minds come together with a focus on one thing. IF the few who gather are not able to heal the wound, then more must be added until there is enough praying People to make the difference in our Worldly Living. Things can be changed by the influence of Healing Prayer of a common goal.

I will expound on this another time. Right now, I need to move out of here and see IF I can find people who would be willing to help change the world for the better.

Peace and Harmony,
Rocco