Showing posts with label origin myth. Show all posts
Showing posts with label origin myth. Show all posts

Friday, November 10, 2017

blue white women


painted blue, Jules, by from their "Work of Art" series.

"I loved the way the paint looked when Cassie was finished and it was lots of fun actually playing with the paint on my body to create something new and individual to me!! I had so much fun, and this was by far the best shoot I've ever done!" - Jules



There is a way of looking at a woman that means you understand perception is sight, feeling is sound and the sound of a woman is neither like other women, or feels like a man's opposite. A woman understands herself in connection to the standards of life held over a chasm of hope? No, it is a standard of arms to defend the very existence of the child's proof of life! These are the simplistic ways of being; of being an adult in a world of childish impulses to subjugate women's soul in a masculine vortex. Underlings believing in their subordinate nature to defame a woman's essence think their very thoughts are better than the elusiveness of the feminine.  

In this army of benevolent souls the feeling in their righteousness is a fear of ungodliness. Who judges these people are the myths of legends each group of people worldwide learned from beings of other worlds who came to visit, to retreat from their home worlds. To believe otherwise that retreat inspired inventiveness is the beginning of faith in the democracy of choice. If there isn't such a thing nothing was created outside of the imagination of a complexity of Gods and Givers, and there never was a need for sacred text to contain some of the fundamentals of existence! - Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories



painted blue, Lora, by For Your Eyes Boudoir from their series, 'Work of Art'.


"It was also extremely exhilarating to be painted on and become a work of art! It's such a rare thing to be a part of a shoot that lets women express themselves in such a creative way. It made me feel beautiful, empowered, exotic, and playful all at once." - Lora



Such beauty is expression. Deep within white women gratitude isn't enough of a word for a group so small, so delicate in the craft of their souls, and so brutalized by the men they were created with in the distant long ago to live in a land, a section of a continent. How do their lives matter with the ever present memories of how their men kill, and killed the presence of power in their lives' creative expression several centuries ago?

It is the dim gratification of being allowed to be free in the United States that makes white woman seem happy about their status and lot in life! Their men can't or don't kill them with eased morality anymore by law, not by change of heart! For this time period, freedom felt by white women is having power over control over their outcomes in a patriarchy! It is like times never before being beautiful with expression! It is fear over death overcome by hope for a better tomorrow for their daughters and mercy from their sons! - Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories [June 23, 2017] 


painted blue, Amanda, by
from their series, 'Work of Art'.


"It was amazing. The paint added to my body, and my nakedness let me express myself and personality in a way I feel I have never been able to do in my other photo shoots" - Amanda
































Fullness as an emotion of released happiness within a woman's body society, in general, demands she be ashamed of liberates her far beyond the political gains of white women's suffrage movement. How one compares the duties of a woman's body against ideas of how a white woman should look decades after the Victorian era died its death does not mean Victoria's death is Victoria's secret!

It is a puzzle being a woman, but a white woman, from what Black women say; is a fear entombed existence far removed from the perception of superiority supporting the myth of white men's assertions. - Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories [June 23, 2017]



Julawon Rigney-Haines in 2016.

Thursday, September 28, 2017

Myth America.



I haven't verified this story but: “A teacher at East Middle School in Farmington Hills, Mich. is being accused of forcibly dragging a black sixth-grade student from his seat for refusing to stand during the Pledge of Allegiance.

The unnamed teacher is reportedly under investigation and was put on leave from his duties after “violently” grabbing young Stone Chaney out of his seat for not standing.

“The teacher consultant comes up behind me and snatches me out of my chair violently,” he told WDIV-4 of the Sept. 7 incident. “I was so confused. I didn’t know what was going on.”


These reactions are from white Americans unable to see themselves through other's eyes. No one gives a damn about that pain of theirs. It has always been like this: Blacks and others conquered and dominated by Euro-Americans have always stood above and away with their intimate knowledge of our white people! When light hits upon their myths there is always a violent reaction. It is fear based, but belongs to them. Because they haven't the propensity to do their spiritual work leave them to be, is what Black protest is about on a deeper and invisible level! - Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories



Bill Russell, 11 time NBA champion, takes a knee.


"[Francis Scott Key] shared a general view of the free people of color as shiftless and untrustworthy: a nuisance, if not a menace, to white people. He spoke publicly of Africans in America as "a distinct and inferior race of people, which all experiences proves to be the greatest evil that afflicts a community."'

~ Jefferson Morley / Snow-Storm in August: Washington City, Francis Scott Key, and the Forgotten Race Riot of 1835 p.40 

Monday, November 28, 2016

Glimpse into a History




Black women think differently about their bodies in large part because they know their influence over Western influence is the influence at deep levels. Whether others understand it is of little interest to the truth. - Dawn Wolf, Keeper of Stories 10.24.16


Thursday, November 17, 2016

Dedicated.



Chadra Dalan Pittman at the water, her peaceful, happy place. photo by Bill Thomas of Thirdi Image Photography. June 2016. earrings by Deborah Wright.

Hats worn by women who are style and embody style with grace give definition to the finer elements of style and fashion. African-blood women are separated by a perception of their origins as the daughters of Eve directed from an essence others don't fall short of, but come from. It is a deep thing being a daughter of the blood of the Land of the Blacks that began the exploration of the idea of cumulative living with Nature, and pondered the complexity of living as a civilization. - Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories (Nov. 17, 2017) 



Chanise S. Smith adorned in a stylish hat (Oct. 8, 2012)



Chadra Dalan Pittman's face stirs deep contemplation into the strength, the swirling stories she lived, and the inescapable presence of a beauty that thinks beyond itself. It is funny how that combination makes the heart center on what is important, and elusive. - Dawn Wolf, Keeper of Stories Nov. 17, 2016


Creation is born within, I dare say. - Dawn Wolf, Keeper of Stories



Friday, September 23, 2016

To Sin Against Man




 on July 23, 2014 bit the apple
"She bit the apple" has been enough justification for men to treat women deplorably in Western cultures. In Islamic states a similar venue is erected to condemn women to brutal deaths for dishonoring fathers and families for infractions of human nature. It is a mortal sin in the blood religions to be a woman and a glorious thing at the same time!
What a remarkable contradiction!
Despite this history or because of it the current trend has been to allow the most deplorable treatment and disregard of their essence and their wombs. There seems to be no place sacred contempt cannot tread upon a woman's essence. What this means to Life has a profound affect on how we all live or if we live fully and in the depth of the mystery we were all born into as women and as men.
These are my words.

Gregory E. Woods
Keeper of Stories
July 7, 2015




Goddess within Heather Salmon in 2012 by Les Gradula

 

Tuesday, July 19, 2016

A Mythical Creature




Arazel, as a mythical creature


 



"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 (Oct. 14, 2015)  

 

Thursday, April 7, 2016

A Creature Feared & Forgotten



Underwater Panther drawing when it was still on the bluff...


Underwater Panther


 This ancient animal being lived in the Great Lakes area and was encountered by the Oceti Sakowin and Ojibwe, it is just one of the historical beings our people knew along with the giants, giant snakes, giant turtles, giant bears, Bigfoot, stick people, dwarve people-little people, water monsters, and Star People just to name a few.

Known to the Ojibwe as the Mishibizhiw, or underwater panther, a creature of the underworld who lives in creeks and rivers, waiting to drown unsuspecting victims. According to a Sioux tale, the Mishibizhiw is covered in red hair. “Its body was shaped like that of a buffalo. It had one eye and in the middle of its forehead was one horn. Its backbone was just like a cross-cut saw; it was flat and notched like a saw or cogwheel.” Because of the creature’s characteristic dorsal fins and deadly, spiked tail, some have speculated that the Mishibizhiw is none other than the prehistoric stegosaurus.
 
An Ojibwe tale of an underwater panther reports that the creature lived on an island of mud in a lake that separated two tribal villages. The villagers usually avoided the island because of an evil spirit, but on one festival occasion, two girls crossing the lake came across the underwater panther. The creature flicked its tail at the boat as if to overturn it, so the girl took a swipe at it with an oar. The oar cut a piece right off the panther’s tail, which remained in the boat as a solid hunk of copper and brought them good luck in fishing and hunting for the rest of their lives.

If someone were to kill one or capture a part of it, they would attain great power and vitality as they were strong medicine; that's if they weren't eaten first!



On this subject, Khaŋǧí Thatéiyumni said, In Lakota/Dakota it's called "unktehi". The opposite if Wakinyan. They don't represent good and bad because we don't have that concept, but they represent order vs chaos. Lightning kills people but water drowns people. Wakinyan bring power and unktehi brings power and brought us the Wacipi Wakan ceremony. At one time more respected than Sundance, but put away in the early 1900s. "

Janna Flautt went further adding, "I was just doing some research on this two days ago. I grew up on the Mississippi River and there are many stories about these creatures there. This is a craving found in the Mississippi. We also have what is called the Piasa Bird. It is a painting now on a piece of metal It used to be painted on the bluffs themselves. I helped repaint it when I was young. They lost the rites to the spot on the bluffs where it was, to a barge line co. There are many theories about it. It is very interesting, if you go a chance, look it up..."


Underwater Panther drawing found in the Mississippi area.


 

Monday, April 4, 2016

The Rape of Fears The Fears of Rape



There is a trail that leads from an origin point of grounding in a notion from a story to the actual heart that inspires and spurs a man, or woman to rape another. My travels into that dark realm as a student of life, a scientist of my soul, and a healer of my own soul discovered some of the stories that create the dark red energies of a rapist.

Understanding the nature of a rapist begins understanding the dark nature of what is good about ourselves. It is the dare to begin a probing journey into the story of the stories we believe in. Outside of this is trying to legislate the distortion of the a person's being, his soul. It can't be done. We've tried to legislate racism. Racism is the affair of the heart, the rigidity of the mind, and it is bondage from origin stories told over and over again. Most don't seem to see the gap in effectively eradicating rape from the human soul is an enormous misunderstanding of wholeness. They are unable to see fear swirling around intelligent strategies used by popular vote to demonized rape. What this does is obscure clarity of mind and further distances people, victims in particular, from seizing the powers needed in this struggle, which is really a struggle from within each of us! Rape is about taking what isn't yours, and the conquest of Europe, for example, was one of taking what wasn't theirs to own. That spirit visited upon this land of my ancestors, Turtle Island, invaded the sensibilities of centuries of spiritual traditions foreign to the invaders. Do you see the correlation?

Rape is fed by fears, and social media, and public outrage feed the demon and tell the rapist himself that no one will enter the realm of spiritual work to confront, understand, know and strategically disassemble the fortifications rapists hold over societies and people's lives and imaginations.

I support the public and political agendas to end rape, but they are shallow and not truthful in their proclamations of resolution. Those approaches stand on the outside looking at the dragon needing to be slain. David would not have slain Goliath had he not thrown the stone. He would not have thrown the stone with accuracy had he not practiced. He would not have had the wherewithal to think of standing his ground before the giant had he not had a history in his young life of killing beasts in the wild, and he would not have killed those beasts had he not been responsible for the care of his family's flocks of sheep!

You see the relationships? - Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories 2.19.14


Wild Woman on a Harley Davidson


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Yesterday's Mother and child 



Wednesday, January 6, 2016

PRACTICE SIX: INTENTION

Art of Steve Smith



How Partridge Built the Birds' Canoes  

IN ancient days Partridge was the canoe-builder for the other birds. And after he had finished all the canoes, he called the birds together and each got into its bark and paddled off. 

Oh, it was a great sight! First of all came the Eagle, in his big shell, paddling with the ends of his wings. Then came the Owl dipping his wings in the water, like the Eagle. Then the Crane, the Bluebird, the Robin, the Blackbird, and the Snipe went sailing proudly after, uttering shrill cries or whistling and singing. And last of all came the tiny Hummingbird in a very small canoe; and for him good Partridge had made a pretty little paddle. 

And the Fish-Hawk, who lives on the wing, skimmed over their heads, crying with amazement, as he saw the proud little fleet of canoes put out to sea. 

"Why, O Partridge," cried the Fish-Hawk, "have you made no canoe for yourself?" 

But Partridge gave no answer, only looked mysterious, and drummed; and the noise of his drumming sounded like an Indian at work on a canoe. 

Then the birds sailed back to land, and all cried out, "Why, O Partridge, have you made no canoe for yourself?" 

But Partridge shook his head, and said that when he built a canoe for himself, it should be a wonder such as no bird's eye had ever beheld. 

This went on for some time, until at last every bird knew that Partridge was making a wonderful canoe for himself. 

Now Partridge thought, "If a boat with two ends sails two ways, why, then, a boat, that is round, will sail every way." So he built a canoe like a nest, perfectly round. And when it was finished, he called together all the birds to watch him put out to sea. And as they looked at the round canoe, they all cried out: "What a wonderful boat! We were not wise enough to think of such a thing!

Then Partridge, swelling with pride, stepped into the canoe, and dipped his paddle. But the boat made no headway at all, only spun around and around. And the harder he worked, dipping his paddle, first on one side and then on the other, the faster spun the canoe. 

And when the birds saw what was happening, they fell to laughing, and mocking Partridge. And he left his round canoe, and, flying inland, hid himself for very shame under the low bushes. 

And to this day he flies close to the ground, and hides under leaves and bushes. And the noise of his drumming sounds far and near like an Indian making a canoe. 



The Red Indian Fairy Book: For the Children's Own Reading and for Story-Tellers, by Frances Jenkins Olcott, with illustrations by Frederick Richardson, Houghton Mifflin Company, 1917. Public domain.


Wednesday, December 30, 2015

A Story of Children

The Original Question is a concern:

How does one react when their childcare/babysitter deliberately lies and are in denial with an addiction problem? I would suggest ceasing any and all authority for them to continue the care. Even if this childcare giver is your mother, father, husband etc.. When it comes to children, you better ensure all safety and precautions are in place. Be a Smart Parent!! Coco Rosario

"You answered your own question. My suggestion is to stay home with the child reducing what many parents think are important reasons to work outside the home." - Gregory 
"For some, the "one parent" is all there is that are the sole provider for the fam....time to shuffle and be creative for many. You are right, brother. I am sure many will appreciate your comments as well." - Coco  



You are right, Coco about single parent homes, and that leaves a gaping hole in the hope of raising children without the threats to children's safety. Re-programming the thinking of the collective is the largest answer to a complex problem with simple roots. The question to ask is directed to belief systems of our culture. "Are we willing to discover what we really believe?" 

Look at the proverbs we say, but cannot incorporate into our living. Example: "It takes a village to raise a child." That African proverb is a nice cliche, but creating the intimate climate into our families of such a village, or expanding that into neighborhoods cannot happen if the cultural proverbs stresses pulling one's self up by his own boot straps. You see what I mean? 

What we say we believe. What we believe we say. What we hope for is not without work to ascend towards like flowers leaning towards sunlight. It is work to become a village because we thought the idea of progress was to move away from the village. We believe we have arrived and our society is the optimal, and that village life is beneath us.

You see the problem? The problem is the challenge. You see what is within us? Belief is stronger than religion. Overcoming social problems is spiritual work, and in a culture that prides itself in separation of church and state incorporating the spiritual principles of an African culture that does not separate Life into parts something is not going to fit, and will only exist as a proverb, a cliche in our culture. 

Now that circle I've drawn brings us back to your original concern, "How does one react when their child care/baby sitter deliberately lies and is in denial with an addiction problem?" and your observation, "For some, the "one parent" is all there is that are the sole provider for the family. (It is) time to shuffle and be creative for many..." 

- Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories 
December 6, 2013





Deborah


Wednesday, September 30, 2015

a little story of Persian people



Iranian women remind me that many Iranians who call themselves Persians in the United States are Azeris, Kurds, or in some cases even Armenians.


Kim Kardashian blessed & empowered.

 

Sunday, September 27, 2015

In Persia



Persian girl with green eyes in rural Iran on September 9, 2007
reminds me that the homeland of the Persian people is the Fars province which is located in southern Iran.



Iranian woman with obvious nose job still sizzling, but an unpleasant reminder of a cultural twist in the aftermath of contact with the West. A few years ago I read the most nose jobs performed in the world were done in Iran. Iran! The country with arguably the most beautiful men and women to look at on the planet submitted to an ideal of beauty outside of a historical reference point centuries old. This either speaks to the power of Western thought or the weakness of an ancient cultural identity. - Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories 9.28.15

 

Monday, May 11, 2015

TV HISTORY

Sophia Loren defied the elements and forced without effort sensuality into a sphere of  influence that whispered to the Goddess buried beneath the Vatican. - Dawn Wolf, Keeper of Stories 8.3.13
During a live performance of the Oscars in 1957 Jayne Mansfield's ample breasts were exposed, caught on camera at the table Sophia Loren shared with the star. It was called the first 'wardrobe malfunction'. Deliberately, Valerie Perrine showed her breasts during the PBS show, Steambath, 4, May 1973. In May 1972 the actress posed for Playboy magazine. August 1981 Valerie Perrine was on the cover of Playboy. During a Super Bowl performance in 2004 Janet Jackson's nipple came out of her outfit. In a blink it was out, and most people missed it. But, still pictures came out showing her full breast with fancy nipple jewelry and a round nipple protruding. So many women were outraged to the point one lady (most likely white) filed claim in Federal court on behalf of millions of Americans suing for millions of dollars for the 'outrage, anger, embarrassment and serious injury'!

Jada Fire holding one breast.
Blacks, by the millions, were enraged that the system excused the white singer, Justin Timberlake, from the scandal despite the movements of the dance. Men. I never heard a man complain about Janet Jackson's wardrobe malfunction, but I know there were men upset their children saw Janet Jackson's nipple and her breast. Underneath it all there is a general and shared disgust of women's nipples. It is a cultural thing not shared by every culture upon the globe. In American culture a woman's nipple and her breasts are alternately deplored, praised, or the object of envy, lust, and subject to gross alterations. There is shame embedded in statements made by famous women denouncing, or down playing the significance, and the power of their breasts making declarations that they are not defined by their breasts, or their capacity to birth, and nurture. Is that the attitude of an elitist? Yes? No? Maybe.What is that?

There is an enormous amount of money making pornographic movies for sale, and the film makers, actors, and crew in the porn business are making good incomes. The internet has shot the profitability of porn beyond anything imagined 20 years ago, and a lot of ill-equipped, and technically unsophisticated men, and women are sitting in their houses making money selling sex. A lot of women are more than willing to make a few bucks posing nude or performing some sexual act for the camera to make cash, and a name for themselves. The selling of sex extends into the crime of sex trafficking  and the number of boys, and girls and women stolen to service men in the United States, and other countries is staggering. Pimps are appealing to young men and women in every economic class, and the pimp mentality has cheapened the value of women and subjugated the importance, and sacredness of punany to crude measures, and in some cases, unspeakable degradation. In the midst of all of this whoredom runs its trails through many a church. One of the best places for a whore to pick up a whore is in the church. Alongside all of this is the current generation's women seeking fame as an end unto itself and willing to do anything to be famous, seen, and remembered. Somehow, a number of famous actresses subscribe to leaking video of themselves having sex with someone to enhance their notoriety, and further their careers.

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Valerie Perrine, actress
We love our illusions. We, Americans, are elitists uncomfortable with examining our myths, and pretentious enough to be comfortable with our myths irregardless of the damage done to our lives by the spirits we uphold. ~ Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories 8.3.13


Elegance of Ingrid Bergman & Anthony Quinn
Valerie Perrine's Playboy covers
Jayne Mansfield introspective
Jayne Mansfield's wardrobe malfunction
Sophia Loren.
This picture was taken at a time actors did not take pictures sitting in bathrooms. If bathrooms were shown on television there'd be no toilet present. This was provocative, daring, and to many immoral a stance for a woman to take. - Dawn Wolf, Keeper of Stories 8.3.13


Sunday, January 18, 2015

Bed Play


body of a pregnant Kyla Fox in its state of divinity between elements of life and death touching each other


'Bed is the right place to play all the games you have ever wanted to play. This is essential to a full, enterprising and  healthily immature view of sex between committed people. Take off your shell along with your clothes.' 

- Alex Comfort, M.B., Ph.D. author The Joy of Sex




 Kyla Fox








loving attention ~ popira 



Monday, November 24, 2014

Sol-Om-On

a teaching shared by Kijhana Roby
Jan. 4, 2013

KING SOLOMON:



The dying Sun travelling from East to South to West, became 'Sol-Om-On'.

Sol, the name of the young Sun-God, East the place, and Rising UP the Action, or the Sun rising in the early morning! 

Om
, the name of the grown manly Sun-God, South the place, and the Meridian, the still balance, or the Sun at High-Noon!!

On, the name of the Old dying Sun-God, West the place, and Setting Down, the action, or the Sun Setting in the late Evening!!!

Thus we have 3 names: Sol-Om-On. 3 Movable Functions:
Rising (up), Balancing (still), Setting (down) and three places: East-South-West.

The life of Solomon is the story of
Pharoah Amenhotep III...But the science behind Solomon is Sun Worship....His Throne was the "Sky"...When Jesus was supposed to inherit the throne of Solomon, It Was To Take His Place In The Sky...& his principle, which mimicks "Horus" was supposed to rule over all lands.

Once again, King Solomon never existed....



Tuesday, March 18, 2014

Vintage Betty Page

Row row row ya' boat gently down the stream...

Without offering any explanation I am a Betty Page fan!
Oct. 30, 2013




Tuesday, February 18, 2014

Origin Myth to Negro Science to Evolution ??


 Jan. 18, 2014 


"I guess it'll be two generations or so before the conversations move from this surface to the depths of the Sacred Feminine? If it does happen in the next fifty or so years will it be stimulated by the evolution of white women's spirituality?" - Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories 1.18.14


Thursday, January 23, 2014

TALKING SNAKE



How Snake got his forked tongue –Chumash

"Once a long time ago every tribe had some legends. 
I am going to tell you about the Chumash's main legend."


Once when the world was still new in what is now called California a snake had a rectangular shaped tongue. He had trouble getting water because there was a big drought and the only water there came out of a hole guarded by a great mountain lion, and a great bobcat. They would only let you have water if you had a tongue that wasn't all 90-degree angles because they said that their enemy on the other side of the world had all 90-degree angles. All who had that type of tongue had tried to get water had to fight one of them, all who fought them so far died. One-day snake tried to get water and inquired, " Can I have some gulps of water?"

They replied, "No, unless you want to have your fate sealed."

Then he left and thought about what to do he questioned himself should I turn their enemy or not. He finally decided to try and find a way to get his tongue different shaped. Everything he tried failed. One day it hailed. The snake was so thirsty he stuck his tongue out to get one piece of ice but they were coming down so fast that one hit his tongue so his tongue wasn't rectangular anymore. Then he asked them again and they let him have his gulps of water. They even let him guard the water with them. That is the legend of how the snake got his forked tongue.



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