National Dowsers Association Conference
Dowsers Association Conference
Last year, this was a phenomenal venue as
Dowsers or water witchers have taken the 6th sense to all new
levels including healing. All kinds of new healing inventions were
seen. And the best part for me was the very first presentation
given by David and me together got a standing ovation.... a long
standing ovation by the constituents of our seated listeners. I
was looking forward to doing it again this year, and Friday nite,
introduced my subject as the "Peace Virus" lady last year. People
would remember me and I was hoping to renew acquaintances all
though in some trepidation of what we could do after a standing
ovation as an encore.
Well this did not turn out as
anticipated. While setting up the display, I fell and broke L2 in
my back and got to stay in a hospital for a week flat on my back, and then wear a
body brace for the duration of the summer.
Its sort of a funny story actually. I
fell at 8:30 in the morning and told at least 6 people standing
over me as I was laying on my back on the wet side walk from the
morning rain, to tell David
Yarrow that he would have to do my presentation at 1:00 PM...
David set up for the presentation and waited...... and waited.... and
waited. My time to do my presentation went by and I still was not there. In the mean time,
I had called my daughter in Idaho to get a hold of my teacher,
friend, and healer Frank Jordon. Frank was on the Board of
Directors for the Dowsers but had not come to the conference. I
asked for his healing energy but then he called Tippy's husband
and told him about my accident and so then Tippy's husband called
Tippy and that is how they found out where I had disappeared
too... By now it was supper time and David was getting ready to call the police and file a
missing person's report. As my sacred guardian, and responsible
for my welfare while in the northeast, David was getting frantic.
The hospital in Vermont shipped me out to
one in New Hampshire, an hour away, where they had special equipment and
evidently one of the best neuro hospitals in the country....
the doctor explained that the way L2 was broken from a simple
fall, they wanted to check for osteoporosis, or cancer, or
degenerative bone disease, or some reason for the 80%
disintegration of L5. However, they found none, and as soon as they fitted me for the brace, I was released to
my own reconnaissance.
I didn't dare tell them that I was
standing when an unseen force tackled me at knee height sending me
flying through the air feet first, as I was still hanging onto the
handles of the handcart behind me, twisting around in the air
where a loud pop warned of broken something before I even hit the
ground some 4-5 feet from where I was standing. Explain that!!!!!
Mighty big gust of wind do you suppose????? Or did the college
have a resident ghost that decided it didn't like me????? Or the
fact that I had stopped by Oklahoma for court which had been
canceled by Jack, and had run into Jack at the Miami Pow wow
exactly 7 days ago have anything to do with the black faced long
haired Indian spirit that had thrown me. At least 20 people told
David that it was a psychic attack.
By the way, the college says it is not at
fault, so there is no liability insurance to cover medical costs.
Gee would a college ghost make the college liable???? Interesting
question but I don't think one could go to the bank on it.
Saint Marie Among the Iroquois
Exhibit of 21 Originals of the Epic Journey of the
Onondaga Lake, Syracuse, NY
EXTENDED THROUGH AUGUST
Storytelling July 3-4 and July 30-31
The museum is newly opened and staffed totally through
volunteers. They have 16th century mission and do living history
there during the summer. Everything is built the old way with a
blacksmith that even makes all the hardware by hand. The furniture
is made by hand, and several gardens are actually growing flowers,
herbs, and food.
Everyone here is nice people. Arny took special pains, like the
whole day to hang my art. He made sure that they were straight
across the top. The volunteers of the museum were my biggest
supporters. The first storytelling was within a week of getting
out of the hospital from my broken back... I tired easily and was ready to leave when
the storytelling was done. Great people to work with and if I
lived in Syracuse, I would become a volunteer. I love living
history and this would be fun.
|Originals on display at St.
Marie Among the Iroquois in Syracuse, New York on the shores
of Onondaga Lake.
||Storytelling and into the
story.....same weekend as released ffrom the hospital and am
wearing the body brace. LOL
||My personal Iroquois
clothes and beadwork on display
|The passion of Onondaga
Legends retold to Cindy, Jake Rogers, Julia Roskind, Toni, and
||Arny Palmer, John Lueb,
Gordon Palmer, Lee Miller with Me.
One Love Concerts preceding
Featuring Abaja touring with Julia and Robert Roskind
Abaja came in from Jamaica with his road manager Antoni. He had
been doing the One Love Concerts in Jamaica with Robert and Julia
Roskind for the Healing of the Nations working with the healers of
Jamaica and the Clan Mothers to stop the violence and killing in
the streets there. Significant progress led them to begin the
concerts in the states where they have performed for Hopi Nation,
and the Hava Supi in the Grand Canyon. Having Abaja and the crew
for the prelude to the Peace Festival was fantastic. Not a fan of
Raggea music, I watched as Abaja poured out his energy where there
were 6 or 600 in the audience. He obviously believes his message
of One Love and is a great ambassador for that purpose. He was
lined up with 7 street concerts, one behind bars, and by Onondaga
Lake Peace Festival time was pretty wore out and yet still
performed each day for us. Thank You Abaja and Antoni. Thank you
Robert and Julia for making this possible. By the way Reggea has a
nice bounce to it. LOL
Abaja at the Mic
Children listening raptly
Toni, Road Manager
|children at the school
||Teacher helping out
||Finale with the Roskinds
Onondaga International Peace Festival
Onondaga Lake, Liverpool Park, Syracuse, NY
I got to
tell the story of the Peacemaker's Journey 3 times on Saturday and
3 times on Sunday. And then David arranged for me to be on central
microphone for a story, and a prayer. The festival attracted
healers so the energy was just vibrant. Momma Earth blessed us
with the most perfect weekend ever. The humid sultriness of the
previous weeks was absent, and it was just wonderful. It was like
Momma knew that event was for her healing and she was giving us
her best shot. Thank you Thank you Momma Earth for your help.
was at the top of the hill and the energy floated up from the
amphitheater with a Utopian high that I wished could never end.
From the view of a participant not privy to the behind the scenes
stuff, I thought this the best event I had ever been to. With my
broken back, I had not been of much help to David with the
organizing so I was oblivious to concerns and situations that
always accompany organizing events. I just floated along in
complete peace, love, and cool stuff
events for me was an Old Testament Rap Song by Jewish. He had a
presence and a sense of humor that was marvelous. A beautiful
Channeled song of the Lady of the Lake, and time to visit with
other campers and vendors.... and of course great music all day
long... and dancing.
|On the hill.
||On the edge of the hill
||Looking down into the
|Mark setting up
||One of our
International Water Day
Proclaimed by Masaru Emoto
1:00 PM Willow Bay
7:00PM Butterfly Garden
on the shores of Onondaga Lake,
||Master James Ayotta
provided the ceremony for Willow Bay International Water Day.
He brought his singing bowls along with beautiful words to
remind us of water and to bless this part of Onondaga Lake.
Part of the water was saved from the Peace Festival and poured
into the Lake with new prayers added along with other symbolic
items such as salt which Onondaga Lake was famous for.
NOFA National Organic Farming Association
Fri, Sat, Sun
Hampshire College in Amherst, MA.
Weather was hot and sultry for
Massachusetts. David had a presentation on Friday and we got there
15 minutes late. I sat in and it was spectacular again even tho it
must have been the 12th time I had heard it. It was too late
to set up my display. They had a country dance but it did not go over
as well as the Contra Dance last year but after the dance and a
few beers, David set up at 1;AM in the dark anyway and my display got only
half way up. He kinda forgot a key element to putting it up and
there was no way to fix it with my back like it is.
For the first day, people past me by like I was
invisible... not to expect much more when at a new venue. I met
very few people last year and so it was reflected in this first
day. Got a quick rain shower Saturday afternoon and had to hurry
to put my stuff away since the set up hand no cover. Saturday nite however Julie
Arranged for me to tell the story around the campfire and I had
about 60 people throughout the night. Many were children. They
came and some left but then more came again and there was a pretty
good crowd all evening. I was competing with the Cajun
Dance at the Barn so I felt that I had drawn pretty well for my
little story telling gig. After story telling, I found David at
the Cajun Dance and watched the dancing until the Barn closed down
and then we still sat and talked to people. Finally, we headed
back to the van, and I got a much needed shower and a good sleep.
Sunday, people came by to tell me how
much they enjoyed the story and how much fun it was around the
campfire. I did my workshop at 1-3, for 8 people and then hurried
back to put things away before another shower dumped on things. I
could hear Mother rolling her thunder about and I kept praying she
would let me get everything put away first... just as the last of
the art got put into the van, down came the rain and it rained and
it rained. David got busy teaching dowsing to three people under
the big tent after we had parked the van in there and rearranged
the hastily put away art and tables. Some good people said they
hoped I would make it back next year... they said that NOFA should
have had this story along time ago... it is so very important.
David did a workshop on soil
re-mineralization and I hear it was great, and then he did a
dowsing workshop for the youth on Sunday. He had organized the
first NOFA 21 years ago and so he knew a whole lot of people....
being connected with him was not a bad thing as it seems people
recognize his dedication to the cause and consider him a guru of
sorts... one with wisdom but not necessarily a following. If
people truly understood what David goes through in order to live
what he preaches, he would most definitely be revered. He has made
huge personal sacrifices and pushed relentlessly in a body that is
a constant challenge.
Pie Eating Contest
Me, tired, hot, and frustrated with events.
Bones and Stones Gathering
Skate the Planet
1844 East Main Street
International Peace Day
Native American Heritage Week
at Bergen Community College
400 Paramus Road , Paramus, New Jersey 07652
Grafton Peace Pagoda
Celebration Tree of Peace planting by Jake Swamp
Hot Springs, Arkansas
No pictures as camera
I had gotten my body brace
off just a days before heading to New Jersey. Now On the way to
Manatanka, my daughter called me. We had dropped our wolves off
with Lynn Windwalker as we had no place to keep them in Idaho. Now
my daughter called bawling over the phone. She had a dream of Lobo
running in a meadow of flowers. It left her bereft. I promised
that Sunday when I left Manatanka, I would swing through there and
get them. Sunday as I was leaving Hotsprings, Bebe called me. She
was in Oklahoma with the wolves. She had hopped a plane and flown
there and just in the nick of time. Lobo had gotten into a fight
with one of the other male wolves and was filled with infection.
He was hanging on until she could get to him. By the time I got
there, Lobo looked well on the way to mending. Prior to this
incident, Lobo and his mate Honey were quite aloof putting up with
humans. After this, they loved us, putting their arms around us,
kissing us, and making quite a fit over us. So now we were all
headed back to Idaho.
this tour came to be
photo intensive documentation
in New York State
Editorial-What I learned/ closing
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