Guardian of Winter- Tatanka

Guardian of Winter- Tatanka

As I gaze across the frozen field,
in the whirl of the snow,
I begin  to see the steaming breath.
Stepping forward through the wind
and flying frozen crystals He appears
with great majesty.

As if forming out of the air itself
the messenger arrives
white as the snow
massive head shaking,
it's gaze settling upon me.
Buffalo- guardian of the North.
Tatanka

So it is with visions,
so clear, it defies understanding
with  human words.
It's voice is the wind-
it whispers and shouts.

"Do not forget that abundance is found
when you trust and forage.
It will require effort" he said.

"Trouble yourself  no more in traveling backward-
there is nothing left in the past,
for all you need will be given to you in the future.

Wrap yourself in my coat- feel the depth of it's warmth. 
I am slow- but  my hooves make great thunder when I must run.

I am the very beating of your heart.
Trust the knowing others cannot feel.
I am with you always......"

And in a great wind that came from the North,
through the trees and in the swirling snow he faded
away, back to the land of the ancestors....

Marianne Goldweber

Joy....

Joy
the feel of satin on my skin
sun on my face
my child neslted sleeping against my chest
the smell of grass after rain
unbridled laughter
leaves blowing
elderly couples walking hand in hand
squirrels chasing
a job well done
getting into bed with clean sheets
random kindness to strangers
silence
peace of mind

Marianne Goldweber

I believe.........

There is sacredness in this journey,

the number of it's days are the ultimate secret,
as well as the pleasure and pain of the future
and since this is one of the Great Mysteries to which there is no answer,
I believe

My faith allows me to surrender the need to know-
to embrace each day as  a gift,
and although I may not understand the great purpose
in the trials and hardships of this human existance
I believe....

I get angry at injustice, or in a young life cut short,
hate and revenge and  the unkindness of the world.
I know that it is part of the Divine Plan that I may never understand yet
I believe

There are days and times where it does not make sense,
I wince from the suffering and grief and death and tragedy.
Anger and sadness inside me churns and swells,
assaulting the shores of my soul like a great storm.
I scream- from my most human core
Why- how can this be?
and small voice within whispers the answer....
Believe


Marianne Goldweber

Wisdom of Life- The greatest teaching

I learned tolerance when I was reminded,
that in my darkest hour-
someone was tolerant of me.

I learned compassion when I was reminded,
that in my darkest hour-
someone was compassionate toward me.

I learned forgiveness when I was reminded,
that in my darkest hour-
someone forgave me.

I learned Love when I was reminded,
that in my darkest hour-
Someone Loved me.

Marianne Goldweber

Giving Thanks

Giving Thanks
Creator of all there is
who's beauty surrounds me-
thank you

I am grateful
for the innumerable opportunities  you have presented to me
through your grace.
Thank you for the faith to accept those opportunites and serve with joy.

I am grateful for the amazing souls that have joined me on this journey-
those who have been called to serve and those who come in need.
I am grateful for their kindness, patience and trust.

I am grateful for  those who know me best-
my guides and ancestors-
who's love and understanding guide me through the darkness and light
in my human journey.

I am grateful for my human family-
the source through which I became.
My parents, siblings neices and nephews,
who remind me of  my past and support me in the present.
Reminding me of my roots, where I came from
and who helped make me the person I am.

I am grateful for my son- the living arrow that I will send into the the future,
who's unconditional love has Taught me compassion, trust and love
He has taught me to grow and mature.

For these and so many other things I am grateful.
Amen

If the world was blind for a time.....

If the world was blind for a time,
Would our blindness remove the judgment
by which we assess each other?

Would it level the field?
or would beauty then be judged
by the sound of our voice
or the feel of our skin,
or the smell of our essence?

Would we allow our other senses to
feel another person's energy,
or listen harder to their truth?

Would our blindness make us afraid?
Or would we learn to develop trust?


If the world was blind for a time,
would we finally be able to see
the light and darkness
within ourselves?

Would we develop faith in the unseen-
something greater than us,
and our own inner knowing?


Would we learn to appreciate
the simplicity of life?

Would we learn to help each other?

Would we love our neighbor?

Would we  learn to feel with our hands and hearts?


Oh, if only the world was blind for a time......

Marianne Goldweber

Rules of the road- Memoirs of a biker chick..

During the course of my life I have not always done things in the conventional way. 
As a teenager- I yearned for freedom..away from the rules. I was a dreamer, preferring to see things my way, and felt that my creative thinking  and my freedom was being suppressed. I was told over and over that I was different, and I refused to conform.
In the late 70's, I was introduced to the biker world. I thought, I found my people, they were my tribe. They were mysterious,free, powerful, intimidating, cool- oh and irreverent.

Over those  20 or so years  I gained much wisdom that I use every day..

I like to call them 'The rules of the road...'


People all want to be seen, heard, appreciated and hugged..even A 6'9" guy who's first name started with Crazy....

The battles we fight- inside or out leave scars that we want to show and tell with others.

If you start a fight- don't expect people to jump in and save your ass.

Everybody secretly wants to be you- rebel, wear leather, quit their job, buy a harley and hit the road.

A thick skin, like leather, protects you from stuff that comes at you at 70 mph..or when you fall down.

Learn to laugh at yourself- we all do stupid shit that people will continue to remind you about..
You may even get a nickname because of it.

Just because you buy a leather, a motorcycle and microphone helmets doesn't make you a biker- it makes you a wannabe- be yourself.

F.T.W.- if you have to ask you wouldn't understand.

There is no destination- just a series of experiences on a one way trip.

'Live to Ride' is more than a slogan.

What you see and hear you keep to yourself.

Keep yourself in check.

You are known by the company you keep.

Friendly does not mean friend.

There is power in numbers.

We all have to watch out for each other- if they are on the road with you,  you stick with them, you don't bail when they break down.

Your recklessness affects others and if it does- they are going to be pissed.

Stand for what you believe, and protect the innocent.

So, on the road of life, we are all on our way to somewhere- don't forget to stop and have a cold one, everyone has a story especially the old timers-take time to listen,  take the road less traveled, don't be afraid to get lost, worry about it when and if it happens, enjoy the scenery, put your arms out and pretend to fly, wave at strangers and most importantly.... enjoy the wind.