New territory for me. I’ve been journaling for years, and have found great value in doing so. Now I find myself on a new leg of the journey, and will try this on for size and see how it feels. Without question, the journaling that meant the most to me and had the biggest affect on me was that which I did during the year I studied with Wilderness Awareness School under a program called Kamana (means ‘spear bearer for the warrior’ in the Akamba language). The cornerstone of Kamana was visiting a “secret spot” every day for 365 days, and writing a weekly journal of the various “relations” like the people, earth, waters, plants, animals, trees, birds, four winds, clouds, sun, moon, stars, Creation.
Though I had been blessed with growing up on a farm and spending an abundance of time in the fields, orchards, woods and streams, opening myself to daily observations and subtle changes in this secret spot was a whole different world. I got to watch mallards hatch a nest, and the young ducklings through their various stages of growth. I saw pollywogs in the stream which was at the base of my secret spot morph into woods frogs, blending into the dillweed so perfectly as to go out of my vision even as I stared at them. I watched a family of beavers cavorting and growing used to my presence, and began to put name to plants like spicebush that I’d walked by hundreds of times, and had never before made a connection.
So here I am some 11-12 years later, being urged by a few to start this blog/journal, and after an empty spot in my life of several years (no secret spot to visit), I am now once again spending significant time in the woods and field. I have since moved further out into central Wayne County, more rural and open, and am blessed to have 120 acres open to use any time I wish. It is literally in my back yard, and in the few short years here, I have seen turkeys, redtail hawks, deer, coyotes, eagles, woodchucks, bobcat, squirrels, possums, raccoons, kestrels, snow geese, sharp shinned hawks, red fox, and a myriad of song birds. There are tulip trees, sugar maples, buffalo, winding creeks, pond, wetlands, hickory, small and large grandfathers (rocks), fields, woods, Norway spruces, white pines, buckthorn, beech trees and so many other relations here.
I have been fortunate to study under Tom Brown, Jr., Jon Young, Darrel Birchenough and Ricardo Sierra. These men all do great things in terms of offering wisdom and knowledge of nature awareness and the old, natural skills, like tracking, fire making, shelter building and so much more. Now, I find myself dipping my toe into these waters as well, and with the support of some wonderful forward thinking folks, creating this place called Sanctuary at Crowfield Farm. We’ll keep adding some water and bison dung occasionally and see what can be grown here. Already, some hearts of all ages have been touched in a blessed way. I take no credit. It’s amazing to see intentions unfold in a good way.