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snippet one
I vaguely heard Grandmother say, “We are spiritual beings living in a human body, continuing to express this sacred sexual union, birthing evolution to this day. We create a cohesive union, and the sexual soul force energy is realized. We become one with The Everything.”
I whispered to myself, “One with The Everything, I am one with The Everything.”
I began hearing ancient voices talking to me, pulling me, reminding me. I was no longer in Grandmother’s bedroom. I opened my eyes and saw a beautiful bright blue sky with giant, billowy clouds. I heard the ancient voices saying, Remember, remember the sacred natural ways of your sexuality. Ancient times. I am Dreams with the Wind in ancient times.
Grandmother’s soft thoughts of knowledge and wisdom continued to flow into me. Breathe slowly, and speak from your heart.
snippet two
“What if nothing happens? What if I just sit in the lodge, seeking a vision for my life, and nothing happens? What would that mean? Or worse, what if something does happen, like a vision, and I can’t live up to it?” Sage questioned Grandmother.
“Sage, take a deep breath and slow down,” she reminded me. “Drop down to your womb, that magickal space for women. The answers are inside you. Trust yourself and stay open. The guidance of Great Spirit doesn’t yell in your ear. It whispers to see if you are listening to your inner goofy dialogue or something higher.”
SNIPPET THREE
“Welcome and thank you all for coming,” Grandmother Spinning Winds said enthusiastically. “Please, everyone, take a deep breath and go inside. Seek your quiet wisdom place. I am asking all the women to go deep within your womb space and share with Sage Wind Dancer the things you value about men. When the women have shared, then you men will speak your truth and wisdom as to what you appreciate about women.” Later, when it was time for the men to speak, I braced myself to hear that they valued big breasts, a shapely body, and no fat. When I looked around the room at my aunts, mother, and grandmothers, I saw that they were calm. They clearly knew something I didn’t.
SNIPPET FOUR
I closed my eyes to see inside myself—the feeling that was emerging as I crossed the boundaries of time. I was Kiyomi San, the head matriarch, responsible for training the Geishas. I was jealous of my sister, who was the first wife of the emperor. It should have been me. I was older and wiser, but she wouldn’t listen to my counsel.
My life was full and abundant. I loved the young women I trained. They were all like my daughters, and I trained them in the sacred art of sexuality, politics, history, and culture. They learned the high tradition of the tea ceremony. To the gifted ones, I taught the way of the dagger and the fine art of poison. Geishas held highly honored and respected positions with great responsibility. Our traditions were thousands of years old. My sister, the empress, said it was demeaning. She said that my life’s work taught women to be less than men, and the traditions were going to change. I was angry and felt it in my whole body. My Geisha daughters would never disagree with me because of the influence I had on them. There was one who was my best assassin and most beloved daughter, Sakura Cherry Blossom. She was invited to one of the sacred houses to present the beauty of her tea ceremony. I instructed her to kill the head of that family, who was supporting my sister, but something went wrong, and Sakura Cherry Blossom was killed. My heart and spirit were broken. I sat under the bare branches of the tree Sakura Cherry Blossom had loved so much. Here I took my own life with the poisons I had dispensed to others. As I slipped into the arms of death, I saw clearly that I had crossed into the dark without knowing it, thinking that what I was doing was right. Change had to take place, and my death was a part of that change.
SNIPPET FIVE
His eyes got bigger. “Sage, that’s why I had to kiss you before the dance was over and we were in different states. That night, as I lay in my sleeping bag, I imagined kissing you. I so wanted to, and then a flash of energy belted me. I have never experienced anything so intense. I’ve been going crazy ever since, wondering if it was real or just my imagination. After today, I know it was real. Everything I experienced with you today was real—more so than anything I’ve ever experienced before.”
“Wow,” I murmured. “We shared that being in separate tents across the distance. That’s really cool. What we experienced today was magickal.”
We reached out and kissed each other with a soft, gentle, passionate kiss that went down to my toes. It was the most natural thing to do, and we didn’t care that we were in camp. My father walked up and smiled. “I guess my young woman is growing up.”