Contradictions over Time.

Kim Kardashian West is worth $175 million dollars in 2018. What she is really worth is in the realm of perception, high intelligence, and a knack for fitting into a hard world for women without the compromises ordinary women make to survive. It is a far cry, this reality for her, from the days of Europe's dark age, and from the Armenian massacre over a hundred years ago! For those two people is their reconciliation between the two cultures of her bloodlines, and marriage to a Black American man? This is a blood question only she can answer; we can only speculate, or judge her on this note.

What is it for us and the ancestry of our peoples we need to recognize and work with, and work through? Kim Kardashian West married an eccentric and gifted man whom she seems to understand and definitely loves. "How do we love?" is the more important question, and perhaps the best place to start a study of a person. But, that is not how people begin their assessments of each other, nor is it a place immaturity leaves a person!

Immaturity is a major factor in American culture. It is the financial support of reality stars, and it is foundational to President Trump's appeal, and is part of the spell he holds over his followers. For Mrs. West this works one way in the entertainment world; for the nation as a whole this fixation with immaturity is a facet of the political  and moral manipulation of America's sub-conscience. As a force, immaturity goes about its business with little fear of being corrected. It is a drug of the sort that does not hesitate to implode because it is forever trusting in its revival. Immaturity leads public perception directing inaction so skillfully millions of Americans have lost the reason it takes to be a major force in the complex world of global politics. These citizens rely on the cruelness of people like Trump who cannot fathom how and why the pieces that hold nations together needs a high level of education in many disciplines and deep respect for Life, in all its forms!

White people are at the center of this trauma in America. This is their creation we are conditioned to, their dichotomy entangled in our ancestral lines, and we of the darker hue are in this with a deeper responsibility. We are the carriers of what needs to be done to undo this mess. Our spiritual responsibilities have depth in the intuition of what eludes us: the truth, and those truths bath in the bloodletting of this nation's past and present.

Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories
June 13, 2018

Kim Kardashian West wearing flip flops.

the Mysterious links Eyes need See...

AFRICAN WOMAN POWERS 

photographer Leni Riefenstahl, in the 1970's, in Sudan captured this love dance (Njertun) performed by the The Nuba of Kau.

Thick thighs have saved Black men. This is a part of a whole message of healing a Black woman's capacity to restore aches for balance between her man, her importance in this world against her essential self!..." - Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories 4/28/18

in thought, in reflection, in deed.

Isabella, in thought, as a thought amongst those living introspective tones we feel, is part of flow we want to be a practice. A healing practice is to supersede the lust to see the woman's place in divine order. How a woman fits into divinity a man can grasp is in the concept of beauty within Creation coming from the words that express and create Life.

If Life is a series of agreements it is Word that is Life.


Dawn Wolf, Keeper of Stories
[Nov. 17, 2017]

Woman Alone by Daïdo Moriyama

2 minute pose. 

Worship is play in the spirit, as Muriel expresses it in this moment in the Pacific ocean. Worship is the vulnerable released to play with experience. - Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories [11/17/17]

Painting what WE Know.

To trust ourselves is an art. We are unsure after so many breakups with our beliefs. To trust oneself is a difficult love affair. Religion, society, politics have broken our hearts. Burned by our beliefs, we are exhausted. But our knowing has never died. Ask yourself right now: "Whom do I trust?" "Do I trust myself?" "Do I know things that nobody can prove?" - Durga Holzhauser (Feb 22, 2017)

Durga Holzhauser said,

"Creativity is inherent in the fireball of this universe, it is for you too.

You were created by all elementary particles of the universe."

Feb. 21, 2017

a story from inside

a Light worker, Debra Robinson (July 24, 2016)

a few years ago I went through a near life and death experience. what that experience taught me was self reliance. I was lead to studying energy medicine and learning about the integrity of energy because everything is energy . I learned how to heal myself. there was no doctors no medicine no help except form the beings of light that came to me.

as Jesus said "you too will do what I do and more ...." as my vision is open I was able to see these beings of light, and I learned that there is so much that goes on in the unseen world that we don't understand and some of us don't believe in. the unseen world effects us more than we know. 

I teach my clients how to be empowered and how to heal themselves and their energy bodies. I learned that disease starts in the energy body meaning it is more than what we eat that effects us. its everything we do on a daily basis, and when your wanting to get well you understand that it takes work and discipline to get better.

if I can assist you on your journey don't hesitate to contact me on my page Debra Robinson Live Your Souls Journey. remember we are always being helped by beings of light, but they cannot intervene unless we ask them for help. I also learned that revenge never helps anyone it only hurts everyone involved.

wishing you so much love and peace and blessings always xoxo.

Debra 

 July 24, 2016 

Light Says...

Debra Robinson said, "no matter what your story or what you are going through let me be the first to remind you that within you is a power to restore yourself from the ashes and rise like the phoenix that you are. never ever give up hope or faith for a better day.

i send you all my love and many blessings always . remember when you bless someone's life you bless your own . there is no greater power than love. may you be blessed on all your days xoxoxo Namaste." April 3, 2015

DRUM CIRCLES

"Never The Same After That"

By Shannon McNally

"I lived in New Orleans for a long time and I came to understand rhythm so much more personally. ...

I went to Mardi Gras Indian practice one time in the 3rd Ward. I was the only white person in the room. It was packed and I didn't really think about it until we first went in because as a white person in America sometimes you don't think about things. I grew up in a real multicultural neighborhood in New York, it didn't seem weird to me.

I was intrigued by the drum circle, it was one of the more wonderful experiences of my life. I was standing there, watching them play their talk congas, the groove was so heavy. I was there for an hour or two, they were dancing across the room. It was really hip and at one point this older guy pushed me up towards the drum and said, "go ahead and play." There were other people playing the drums simultaneously. I was intimidated but I started to play on it and it was so alive, I never felt anything like that in my whole life.

In that moment I thought, "Oh, Wow, these are talking drums and they tell whole stories and they communicate over long distances, but they also channel spirits and their ancestors." I always thought about that on an intellectual level and understood that as a way of communicating, that people had communicated like that for centuries all over the world. Until my hands were physically on the drum, playing with it, it was like the drum didn't need me there. It was doing it and I was just picking up the phone. It was heavy, it was beautiful and I was never the same after that." [June 07, 2017] 

story from archives of Jake D. Steinberg

Shannon's story is important to know because unbeknownst to many, and probably her; she is part of a long process of helping white Americans with their emotional retardation. It is a possible story rarely talked about, but in the African circles the beginnings of this type of spiritual work introduces the Africans and the retained traditions from the Motherland, and the drums to start something white Americans cannot do alone.

In African and Indian circles we have our prophecy stories our Old Ones shared long ago giving us a thing or two to look forward to, and a tiny number, with the ability to do this introductory work for whites, are in the shadows of most people's consciousness.

There is more, much more, to this work, but this isn't the place to talk deeply on a taboo subject for the American public. - Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories [June 07, 2017]   

The Body of Art



Art of her Body. FRONT magazine model
 December 20, 2015 

The Art of her Expression without words responses to touch the way canvas art cannot. It is an equal reaction touch because touch goes out to be hopefully received. It is an exchange. Truth, and honest art are exchanges between worlds with thoughts, sensations, memories and words from within.

 

Silence is the expressed form of response in the divinity of the moment. Touching art is the art. Touching a soul is the touch to open the vulnerabilities up to see where and how they fit in the metropolis of our every day.

 

Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories

May 13, 2016



"Art of Symbols is the retelling of old powers old because they are, significant because they shape our lives. The ancient symbols exist within ourselves, and live whether we recognize them or not..." - Gregory E. Woods (Dawn Wolf), Keeper of Stories 5.13.16

 

WATER RIGHTS MEN FIGHTS

One

Water embraces all of Life...

Water embraces all of Life. White men not understanding this come from within their bowels as if it is their right to regard the waters of their mother's wombs as property! Therein lies the debate. Therein lies the conflict of humankind. This bewilders logic, has always disrespected the sensibilities of indigenous peoples, and in modern times protestors are baffled because they do not understand the white people the way we Natives and Africans have been forced to understand them.

If there is to be salvation for the white people it won't come from Jesus. It will come from the people they enslaved, and those they took from. We know things. We have the ceremonies, the teachings, the rituals of restoration, recapitulation, and know the formulas for retrieving their souls, and our deep shamans and healers know soul sickness when they see it.

- Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories Feb. 10, 2017

Two.

Grace Zabriskie as Old Crone.

Three.

exquisite beauty of Elizabeth J. Carlisle. It is certain she is a Goddess!

'C'est certain , une Déesse'!  

C'est vrai! Une Déesse'! But, what does that mean in modern context in the light of what are women's progressive movements? Divinity is not a source of conversation, nor fought for by the majority of Western women. Being sacred is too foreign of a state of being. It is recognized by people's spirit, but the process to become a Sacred Woman is not asked for, needed but not requested under the banner of the Women's Movement.

It is too bad this loss of identity. This loss is a loss because it is women's power I am talking about! 


Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories
Feb. 10, 2017

Four.

Arazel N. Thalez as a mythical creature from our collective past. . .

"What a powerful and somehow incomprehensible show of concepts, myth, and creation stories intertwined within a subconscious world where myth, archetypes, and creation stories abide with the misconceptions modern life replaces magic with sin and lowered expectations from the fears that drive lifestyles, fashion, and making a living takes over as a child becomes an adult without initiations..." - Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories October 14, 2015

Dark red of Murder in Life

Men dying for murders they are about to commit, have committed and men dying for association with bloody gangs or killing women and children for political causes are not the men of lore that are in the Dream of Life, as any holy book depicted, or are they? How did we dream of men killing as sport, or vengeance, or from a moral code for national security in what is called pre-emptive strikes?  How does a son take up the cause to teach his son to murder with aplomb?

This is daily life in the world. How is it possible a woman's pussy, her love and her capacity for love and sacredness are not enough to stave off the murderous tendencies within men immune to these influences? What grip should a woman have upon her man? These two questions lead up to one powerful examination in the form of a question: "How powerful was sex designed to be a part of women's genitalia?"  

How is it possible sex has no power to soften the heart of stone in a murderer? Perhaps, it is possible for a simple reason: men are not taught about the Sacred from the sacred places emerging from the wisdom Elders come from, or the wombs they seek! This discovery leads to the deeper questions.

If God made man could it be possible Goddess made woman and God took credit for it? If so, did that cause friction between them, or unite them in further development of the study of balance? If balance is not a virtue, or a possibility introduced into the thought life of children does it lead to lack, or insensitivity not knowing how the structure of balance can come about in Life, or emerge from their own inner life? If children don't know how to resist, or better yet fight to maintain their innocence are they guilty of anything if the men they know turn them into killers? If innocence isn't valued how can crudeness stave off the coldness of heart a murderer needs to develop to survive in neighborhoods, families and countries like the U.S. that subsist upon this dark spirit?

These are legitimate questions the higher intellect can ignore, or address, but these are questions of the heart for man's spirit to answer. Unfortunately, for the next victims these questions are not taken seriously enough in a country whose cultural heritage is red with blood and no remorse. Blood shed by murderers has the voices of our ancestors to make this line of questioning thought more poignant. If those voices cannot be heard, or are discounted do they insist on being heard, and does their insistence make them heard in other ways? If so, how and should those voices be weighed and added to the discussions centered around herding the darkness of murder into the Sacred Circles for transformation?  - Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories 4/2/16


FRONT magazine

body art of FRONT magazine model, Amandda Justyne (exceptional) 2016

 

For The Funk of IT!

Rosa Brighid by Michael Row at the Little Chelsea Gallery. June 2016.

In the hey day of the 1970's funk had taken over the world and amongst the wildest, if not the wildest of funk bands was Parliament Funkadelic! Their outrageous stories and characters from other worlds, the unbelievable thick, phat-tuh-death drum and base lines girding up the strength of the loins of the heavy brass and torrential rain storms of fiery guitar solos and riffs made the lyrics memorable. One of the philosophical spins atop of the funk came from one of the singers, Shiela Brody from an offshoot of the group, The Brides of Funkenstein, many years later. In retrospect and much older in an interview she said, "We are not remembered for what we do for ourselves."

Remember the funk of it all because it was African's music that liberated whatever was liberated within the soul of white folks. Which part of their emotional retardation mended came through the music, which penetrates the heart, as Bach is remember for noting and saying. Bach was of the African bloodlines himself.


- Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories Jan. 16, 2017

Rosa Brighid by Michael Row at The Little Chelsea Gallery. June 2016.

Riddle with Truth

There is a sneaky quality to white women like Ana here, who shows a sliding side of seduction that alleviates the pain of crossing the color line for the tangible results of good relationship, good sex and good times. For many this is a paradox because the American anthem seems to say we are equal, but the consequences of interracial marriage with whites is hard. Not only because the culture is based on race division, but because the 'purity' of white blended with the genius of the African blood is a mixture of the conqueror and conquered! 

Popular culture loves to shove its head into the proverbial sand straining to believe its own myths are stable and true and refute that, but they don't matter. The truth is the painful truth. 

We need a revival of the truth. We already know from our personal lives how frightening our truths are, so why can we not evolve to the national level after our own personal transformations, if we make them, and transform at the national level? The international level will take care of itself because change spirals outward, and our global position affects the world.

Imagine it. Imagine how powerful we would be if transformation was the guiding light, the objective of keeping the world's people in good health with comfortable lives at the center of American foreign policy?

If we lived this deep how deep do we need to plunge within our own souls to generate this type of energies?


~ Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories 11.20.16 

Baiting with a look.

CLEANSING TIME!

walking out making a point.

Peace!,
Its Womb Cleansing Time Sistahs!.....


All that hoeing you did in 2016, while in hibernation these past two seasons lol…. It’s time to clean house. All those blockages and toxins. Along with Her just in the midst of the New Moon Phase, Spring Equinox is approaching. As Free And Wild Women, it is a must that we restore our energies, and our Ph. Heal and clean our wombs to restore energy. You off balance?.... Are u doing your Yoni Mudras?....have you been demonstrating your kegels?......have you tuned in to your Root Chakra?...


Let’s build on that. Bless…." ~ Yahminraah Spiritualtemptress‎ [Jan. 30, 2017]

Womb cleansed.

IT'S X'MAS TIME again

Conflicting emotions accompanied by images flashing greetings or waving warning signs arise in those isolated in this season of holiday cheer. It can be a daunting task walking through Christmas with no sense of a family surrounding you with love, and care. The smell of food cooked and prepared by mother, or aunts, a wife or girlfriend creates its own memories for a man, but a lonely man? I can attest to its wrenching, and tearing in the region of the soul factor's of rejection, pity, regret, grief and sorrow. It is a tremendous weight to carry in a ball at the center of one's being. It isn't easy, but at some point, some day, women come in to play a role of release. It is incalculable the strength of, and the power of the right woman in a man's life when he is whole. When he isn't she is someone to focus upon before you meet her, and before she will come to your call as a woman you must be prepared as a man; not a broken man, but a man.

One of the earliest steps to take out of the muck and mire is made reformulating the substances of what you digest into your system of thoughts and emotions. They become belief. First step: turn around and give and gift other people. Beyond that those are your steps illuminated by the beginning of learning to be a recipient and supporter of life beyond you. But, there is a self-condemnation in all this. There is the very good chance a rescued soul will return to the broken patterns in the relationships they came from.

It is hard to be clear. People fear power, yet crave power in their lives. When their age grows closer to their graves there is panic and power is released closing the eye which was once clear. That partial Medicine Wheel teaching is a thing to consider because if you pull someone from drowning you have to direct them away from the shore if the tide is coming in. What does the Healer show to the broken? Themselves.

Reciprocal relationships exist, but they are secrets to the majority addicted to relationships based upon conflict. So many are bound by combative and competitive relationships it is hard to see themselves changed by Medicine teachings.   - Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories 11.18.14




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Sasha Grey
December 22, 2013 

bathing white woman 2

Black Jesus in the National Church in Mexico City 

Black woman slave nursing a white baby 

Black woman squatting 

blue dress worn by Brandi Cannell by Adam King Photography in August of 2013

tattooed exquisite beauty she has

DRUM, SACRED DRUM

Harnessing the Mysteries of the Universe Drum Creation Story/ Irish Sullivan  

Altar Ceremony:

On the lacing alter with the whirling water vortex painted drum frame are three world Peace candles whose flames began their journey around the world starting in Jerusalem. Nuns locally made the candles here in the Ottawa area. In the centre of the frame I placed an ancient 2 ½ billion year old volcanic rock in the shape of a serpents head, bringing the wisdom of the earth’s kundalini from the centre of the earth. On the rock I poured a small amount of sacred ancient water, which bubbles from earth's depths at a sacred site deep beneath Lake Michigan called Kitchiti Kipi Springs.

On the right side of the frame I placed a clear quartz crystal wand to transmit and receive messages from the Universe. On the left I placed a Kookaburra feather a gift from Australia, which brings laughter, joy and sparkle to life. And a reminder when it is time it is time and when it is not, it is not. The backdrop is the Northern Lights Sacred Valley drum that I used to sing this drum into creation with the voice from the Ancestors. The abalone shell holding Sister Sage sends all my smoke prayers and blessings for this drum to the Creator.

Creation Story:

The eye of the Creator, large and powerful with its presence is featured. It is this very eye that has come to me various times with messages and blessings, these messages and blessings I wish to share with this new student of the drum. I choose to use purple tones connecting to the crown charka and to the Divine.


In the centre of the eye is the vortex tunnel to the shining light, leading us within to our very presence, to our selves. The mountains are a reminder to stay grounded to this earth plane as we fly to far away places in the cosmos of our minds and to always return home to our selves. The mountains represent many things in their symbolism, the earth’s spine, its kundalini, they can be praying hands, and cupped hands to mention just a few.


Spilling from the eye are two rivers of flowing waters balancing and connecting us to our original source and composition. Water a major part of our body and connects us to the water-laden air around us, to the moisture of the earth and earth's waters. It connects us to the plants, trees and all the creatures of the land. The winged ones, the horned ones, the hoofed ones, the ones that swim in the oceans, and to the crawling ones. It connects us to the entire Universe for the cosmic dust particles are also laden with water. Therefore water connects us to all that is. We are all one.


They can also be seen as flowing tears as we release and cleanse from our soul that which no longer serves us. Allowing us to heal all that needs healing and to expand to areas where we need to expand.
May the student of this drum and all who hear its voice feel the power and the love of the Creator and the Ancestors who guided its creation.

Blessings and Love,
Gayle Crosmaz-Brown
Master Drum Artisan

Drum created by Gayle Ann Crosmaz-Brown named, "Harnessing the Mysteries of the Universe Drum."

October 7, 2016 

WISDOM OF ICE

Angaangaq Angakkorsuaq  

You question the concepts that come to you on the fly from numerous commercials, ads, and print media, if your mind is trained. If not concepts cling like so many wet mosquitoes to your body of knowledge, and you are covered with incomprehension begging for relief like a  helpless child-person. It is not the way of an adult to be characterized thus, but many are content with this condition.

I only say this because it takes clarity to grasp the simplicity of what Angaangaq Angakkorsuaq's mother shared with him about melting the ice in the hearts of men. Clarity brings light as well as enlightenment from one direction in a Medicine Wheel teaching, and makes visible Power(s) in the corresponding direction. 

Amongst true healers, and keepers of particular Medicines and Powers of Being it is easy enough a task to unmask, embrace and embody the spiritual responsibilities of melting the ice. But, how does the depth and the simplicity of the message translate into the mundane language and worlds of the many? 

It is our task to answer that. - Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories 5.20.14


www.icewisdom.com 


"Uncle blessing TaKaiya with the cedar regalia she has worn and received a few years ago. At her Regalia receiving ceremony." - May 6, 2014 

Uncle and TaKaiya after he blessed her new buckskin regalia dress.

Boy, don't touch what you don't know!

Black woman squatting ... 

vulnerable Nonami Takizawa 

"Touching a woman and knowing how to touch her without touching her is a gift and an art form to be learned by unlearning. So subtle an art form it escapes the crude, the pretentious and the players. It is a language of the spirit. In the Warrior teachings, it is the difficult part of the teachings that leads the killer away from the killing into the healing the Womb is taught to the uninitiated. These are my words." - Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories 9.7.14

blue dress worn by Brandi Cannell by Adam King Photography August of 2013

ESTEEM

“You think because he doesn't love you that you are worthless. You think that because he doesn't want you anymore that he is right ―  that his judgement and opinion of you are correct. If he throws you out, then you are garbage. You think he belongs to you because you want to belong to him. Don't. It's a bad word, 'belong.' Especially when you put it with somebody you love. Love shouldn't be like that. 

Did you ever see the way the clouds love a mountain? They circle all around it; sometimes you can't even see the mountain for the clouds. But you know what? You go up top and what do you see? His head. The clouds never cover the head. His head pokes through, because the clouds let him; they don't wrap him up. They let him keep his head up high, free, with nothing to hide him or bind him. You can't own a human being. You can't lose what you don't own. Suppose you did own him. Could you really love somebody who was absolutely nobody without you? You really want somebody like that? Somebody who falls apart when you walk out the door? You don't, do you? And neither does he. You're turning over your whole life to him. Your whole life, girl. And if it means so little to you that you can just give it away, hand it to him, then why should it mean any more to him? He can't value you more than you value yourself.” 

― Toni Morrison, author

Dark fire of a Black woman 7

Danielle 2

dark beautiful Audrey 

BELIEF to HAPPINESS ?

Part I.

"There is more to overcoming a broken heart, and anything beyond your sound advise, Sinclair, is a dare into the darker realms of our Being. 

Learning to love oneself, sharing one's story with others and casting one's care upon the Creator are valid strategies. But, they avoid the deepest obstacle: what one actually believes. There is a big difference and a vastness between what one actually believes and the religion one claims to adhere to. Our beliefs are built upon the stories nestled deep within us that govern our lives. If one will not, cannot probe deep into their soul to discover the stories that govern their lives they are bound and committed to repeating those stories over and over again." 

- Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories 8.8.14

Part II

I don't think happiness is a choice. If it is a goal attaining it without the ability to be centered and peaceful within one is merely being a junkie in search of the next high. Happiness is a state of being. It comes from within as does our breath. If one has to learn to be accessible to the higher things of life because of deep and personal travails any happiness is a by-product of the spiritual work, the physical accomplishments, emotional growth and maturity, and the development of one's spirit. 

Happiness can come from being around certain energies. Happiness can come from seeing the sun rise. True happiness comes from within us. When it does it is not easy to have it taken from one's Being. Happiness can stay with us as long as we can maintain the balances that support and justify the need to be happy.  Also, one can enjoy sex and in the midst of it release their spirit into the realms we all come from and will return to in the bye and bye. Sexual energies are the most powerful because of their relationship and kinship to what we know to be the Holy of Holies. Happiness upon examination can become an arduous task if one is seeking it, or it is a joy along the road of becoming who we are born to be upon the face of the Earth, our Mother in this lifetime! - Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories 8.8.14

black dress worn by Mereana Taki 

Part III

Mereana, when I look at you I think and I feel. I sense in your presence the ocean, the sand and the waters of Life. It also comes to me that a woman's beauty can drift up upon you like a sudden mist from the horizon while sitting on a sandy beach day or night. Beauty can surprise you in the places it lives, and what she lives for. Beauty can arise from the smoke and the ash of rebuke and bad words and lowered esteem and shattered dreams. However Beauty arrives to the senses or floats up to her point of origin Beauty remains as the mysterious spirit of what needs to be said about the condition, the state of the soul and its power. Beauty is soul power and it lives in those tending their gardens. - Gregory E. Woods 

Ann Marie Rios in dark shower

Riddle Me This.

Celebrating Beauty

May 2, 2014 

"Setting limits doesn't mean you can't do it... it doesn't mean you don't want to... it means you value yourself and know that you are not superhuman. As my body continues to heal, I see now that all things are possible, but not all things are probable. The magic comes not from believing in the possible, but having the wisdom to choose what is more probable. Riddle me that, yo." - Gail Dickert 5.21.14

Lisa Venn

January 6, 2011