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"Ce n'est pas qui vous êtes qui vous retient, c'est qui vous pensez ne pas être."

"Ce n'est pas qui vous êtes qui vous retient, c'est qui vous pensez ne pas être."

 

When I say Moleskin, what comes to mind? “Culture, imagination, memory, travel, personal identity?” So reads the brand imaging of the maker of nomadic objects: notebooks, diaries, tools for writing and reading, designed for modern people who are really going somewhere, as in inward. Considering several lifetimes of mine are inscribed in the plain brown paper bag covered three pack journals of their Cahiers Collection, I was especially inspired to share some thoughts on this maker of objects that help reflect the creativity and imagination of the world, when, on a recent visit to Cambridge, Massachusetts, I discovered an actual Moleskin store. They sold those old notebooks I adore - the ones bound together by a green paper band with a ruler and sun dial printed inside (genius) - but also offered some punked out, super esoteric side pieces, like the Jean-Michel Basquiat ruled notebook pictured above, with the primitive codes, texts, and collage imagery, dense with writing and symbols, that mark the artist’s work.

Jean-Michel Basquait was one of the best known artists of his generation and one of the most wildly creative of the 20th century. His career spanned the late 1970’s through the 1980’s, until his death in 1988, at the age of 27. Edgy and raw with a bold sense of color and composition, he maintains the fine balance between seemingly contradictory forces such as control and spontaneity, menace and wit, urban imagery and primitivism. He often incorporated words into his paintings, as his career sprang from his political-poetical graffiti under the his street name SAMO, his pieces covered in symbols and codes of various kinds. The fact that the Basquait brand embodies the values and aspirations of young, international, urban culture is cool, however, is actually NOT why I think The Higher Haven shares a similar world-class vibe. Why I like Basquait and cited him here is for his statement (printed on the inside cover of the little black notebook above) that embodies the spirit of the Heyoka or contrarian wisdom: “It’s not who you are that holds you back. It’s who you think you’re not.”

If you’re confused, Good. That makes three of us. The Buffalo Nation being the heart of Traditional Ceremonial living, Heyokas are its weirdly calm, wildly comedic, otherworldly mind. Alas, we digress, but for those with an interest, you’ll learn more about it, or maybe you won’t, when you join our monthly Ceremonial weekend overnight, coming up weekends through the Fall - October 19-20, November 9-10, and December 14-15.

Back to Basquait, the neo-expressionist painter died tragically of a heroin overdose on Great Jones Street in New York City, August 12th, 1988. Although maybe not directly related, his dark demise reminded me of the reservation tenet that the Heyoka might heal you, but he might kill you, too. All that considered, both personal creative self expression and a compassionate, non-judgmental approach to relating to oneself and others are held here in the highest regard. And Our special version of Contrary Magic actually helps people turn things around when it comes to addictions and paralyzing, negative emotional attachments. That’s why I loved (and endured) learning about Heyoka Healing — because of its unparalleled Power in allowing a formerly disempowered people to take possession of their own lives in A New Way.

Of course, how each of us chooses to do so is our own decision, a truth of the wonderful world of free will we live in. That said, I appreciate recent visitor and returning student Mindy as she explains her own way:

"This past weekend retreat at Higher Haven was one of true peace and healing. Pulling up the drive, I felt a great sense of relief upon returning to such an exceptional place. Paul has a warm presence and made me immediately feel welcomed. The opportunity to explore the landscape and nearby running water made for a perfect afternoon. I relished my time in the garden, taking in the wide array of pollinators that were attracted to the blossoms. An overall feeling of serenity set in as the evening Ceremony took place. Our little community supported one another through the healing process and enjoyed the most wonderful meal after. I am incredibly grateful for the entire experience. Higher Haven holds a special place in my heart and I cannot wait for my next visit." Consider your next visit, especially for our upcoming Comprehensive Spiritual Development Retreat the weekend of October 12-14th, and discover what the heart of nature holds for you.

"Deadly or Delicious?"

"Deadly or Delicious?"

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Being the extremely amateur but extremely enthusiastic Mycologist I am, I just had to throw up this post on my weekend Score of Amanita. Speaking of throwing up, there’s an old joke amongst this new wonderful world of peeps I’ve recently discovered, and that’s that all mushrooms are edible… but some only once. As my brother-in-law is fond of chiding me, “just make sure you take a picture of whatever it is so that when you go to the emergency room, they know what to do.” Lol

I sent this pic along with the text “Deadly or Delicious?” to our renowned southern Pejuta Wicasa Plant Medicine Man Darryl Patton who visited in July. His response: “Aminita. A great Medicinal. If you have access to them, I’ll swap for as many dried caps as you can find. Great for pain.” FYI NOT edible but in the form of a topical solution. Since I’m usually in pain, I thought: Terrific! I’m joking (sorta), but The Higher Haven being the Land of Great Healing, learning more and more about the sacred medicine cabinet that is planet Earth, the trade is On. “I always did believe that God never did make no mistakes. He never made anything he didn’t make a remedy for,” said Darryl’s teacher Tommie Bass.”The Lord has put something out there if we would only go out there and hunt it.” That statement now reminds me of the words of my own Medicine Man Teacher, who was fond of saying, “Creator hides things from us in life, things we know in our heart we want and need, just to see if we’re going to have the courage, persistence and determination to go and get it.”

 That said, regarding your own seeking and healing, we just enjoyed a Killer Contrary Ceremonial weekend that I look forward to telling you all about, just as soon as the Oyates (People) who were present give me the word(s). Good news for all the Ladies, we’ve moved our Fall Equinox Female Empowerment Weekend to a pre-Holiday centering date of the weekend of November 15th-17th. We’ll have that moved and ready for further registration on the schedule forthwith, and in the meantime, consider our Fall Comprehensive Spiritual Development Retreat, or our Meditation Class for Young People on Saturday October 5th. And if you’re in need of more immediate centering, come on out and join us for tonight’s Hump Day Meditation Class. More good news from the backwoods of Southwest Michigan soon. 

 

"The Storm Knows My Name"

"The Storm Knows My Name"

Big, booming, late summer lightning and thunder storms (Osicecas) illuminate Lake Michigan’s eastern shoreline.

Big, booming, late summer lightning and thunder storms (Osicecas) illuminate Lake Michigan’s eastern shoreline.

In Words From A Bear, in celebration of the works and life of writer-poet Navarre Scott Momaday, the author speaks of The Story of Man-Kai-Ee, or The Storm Spirit. “The storm will pass over me,” he declares, “Because it speaks my language.” This is a statement, a spirit of both awareness and protection, an emotional reaction to the elemental experience of being, one that springs forth from Native American myth, ritual and storytelling. “These rites enabled our people to have an existence in the world beyond the senses to perceive,” Momaday explains, “An expression of the truest response to being.” He goes on to reference a Franz Kafka quote on the power of art and reading, on choosing to be disturbed by books “‘That affect us like a disaster, that grieve us deeply, like the death of someone we loved more than ourselves, like being banished into forests far from everyone… a book must be the axe for the frozen sea within us.’”

This hope for an opening, this search for a sea change within — upheaval, transformation, reconfiguration and renewal — this glance back with an eye toward bounding forward, is what our monthly Ceremonial overnight and other retreats are often about. We performed it with a small healing circle earlier this month and will be doing it again the weekend of September 14th-15th, as well as once a month through the Fall, perhaps best explained in the words of a recent attendee. “The Higher Haven is a hidden Sanctuary. I met up with a friend there for an overnight stay complete with an ancient purification Ceremony. The space and property are absolutely gorgeous, tranquil and idyllic. Leading up to the experience, I was anxious about participating. But I shared that with Paul and he walked me through the entire process so that my anxiety left me and I was able to completely enjoy the experience. I felt renewed and replenished after the weekend. I definitely plan on returning.” Discover what life-sustaining, life-altering experiences await you when you become intimate with nature, yourself and others, turn an inner page, learn storm-speak, and peacefully sit as they roll on Bye.