Artist’s Way 12 week journey starting September 1, 2017 based on the book by Julia Cameron at The Artist’s Way Circle.
Facilitated by Wenona Gardner
I am Native American from the Mohican tribe. I am also a Native American Witch. I am very eclectic. I used to go to the Unitarian Universalist Church where they had a Beltane ceremony. I was asked to call in Fire from the Southern door. What I remember standing in the circle was how similar the Beltane Ceremony was the same as Native American ceremonies I used to help run when I lived with Wambli Wasu Winyan Hail Eagle Woman the Medicine Woman. I then went on to Medicine Wheel Circles that were combination of Celtic and Native American ceremonies. I went to various Moon Circles learning of the wisdom of the divine feminine.
I am a writer and artist and I want to document my spiritual journey with words and pictures.
Camp NaNoWriMo is coming in July. I want to write my memoir Mohican Forever! I don’t know if it is a good title. I want to talk about how being Mohican is important to me, but I am afraid to talk about my brokenness. My pain and memories come out in pieces. It is hard to describe a mental breakdown. It is hard to describe hospitalizations. I feel depressed telling my story. I don’t know how to make my story funny like Jenny Lawson.
During the Writer’s Retreat at Shake Rag Alley in Mineral Point, Wisconsin in the fiction workshop I came up with the story of Braxis the Starperson (alien) come to earth to meet and teach the Lakota Indians during Sundance. Braxis has come to teach the Lakota. Camp NaNoWriMo is supposed to be fun. My memoir so far has been depressing. I was thinking of doing Narrative Timeline from Julia Cameron’s Vein of Gold. I can write it up during my remaining time in Mineral Point before I move to Milwaukee June 24th. I have a laptop I should use it.
I want to schedule an Artist’s Date this week maybe Friday. Go get a burger. Check out the galleries. I feel like I haven’t done much since I have been here. It is hard to be a vlogger when you don’t have a life. My life is empty and lack structure. I don’t know how to create structure in my life. I have time. I want to be creative.
I am writing a book for my sister Sassafrass Winter Solstice. A Bloggess Pal suggested I write and post parts of the book here. So here is a poem.
Walker Square Park
It was a sunny day
at Walker Square Park
In Milwaukee, Wisconsin.
Gamma took Sassafrass and I
there many times.
Gamna got us my favorite
Mexican Watermelon popsicles
with the seeds in them.
Sassafrass and I were
playing in the sand.
I loved to tease my little sister, but
today she wasn’t having that.
Before I knew it Sassafrass
threw a handful of sand in my mouth.
I could taste all the crunchy granuals and
it was all over my Watermelon popsicle.
Guess next time I will be more careful
what I say around her.
I am writing a book for my sister Sassafrass Winter Solstice. A Bloggess Pal suggested I write and post parts of the book here. So this is the opening letter.
I am writing this book to thank you for rescuing me from Omaha, NE from a failed relationship by bringing back home to Wisconsin. For allowing me to save my money and providing delicious meals. Thank you for the Ancestry DNA that proves we are really sisters. I am entirely in your debt. There isn’t anything I can do enough to pay you back for your love and generosity. So, I am writing this book for you as a Christmas gift to thank you for your kind and loving spirit.
Wenona Lee Gardner