Fall… the once green leaves turn brown yellow red and gold like fire and return to the earth… the rain gods finally shed their tears… and we cozy up in the cabin by the wood burning stove with hot chocolate and children, laughter and friends… Fall. I HEART RSR: I took this photo through the […]
lazing in the shade of the black walnut tree… dancing in the shadow of the blood moon sky… smudging, shmoozing, shlepping, snuggling, sharing, caring, cooking, cleaning, clearing, healing, harmonizing & harvesting… welcome back tribe-sters to running springs ranch— land of the free! PixelWhipping Under The Blood Moon Sky: Kate “fire” dances with her new LED […]
WELCOME FRIENDS… RIGHT HERE… RIGHT NOW… TO THE RUNNING SPRING’S RANCH… MIDSUMMER DAY’S DREAM!… AS MY YOGA TEACHER, SHAKTHI, SAYS: “THIS IS IT!” —————– THESE 2 WORDS: ISN’T IT AMAZINGLY PERFECT AND PERFECTLY AMAZING THAT WHEN YOU SET THE INTENTION… EVEN BY UTTERING 2 SIMPLE WORDS: “FAITH & EASE“… THE WHOLE WEEKEND UNFOLDS, UNFURLS, […]
“Don’t ask what the world needs. Ask what makes you come alive. And go do it. Because what the world needs is people who have come alive.” — Howard Thurman, philosopher. Summer solstice. fire. heat. sun. the longest day of the year. Praise for the sun god ra. members and guests at max capacity. […]
Welcome back wild and wonderful People of the bay— to the land of the free, to the lovers of labor, to the dirt of the earth and the grind of our tools… to a spirited spring weekend hosted by the costuroses: michael c, mama kim and puma… may on the land was a weekend marked […]
Ranchers, tribe-sharers, mystic peops… SPRING has sprung! the skies are clear, cloudless shades of cyan and cerulean blue, the birds are chirping, the green grass is growing, the ticks are feeding, the rattlesnakes are slinking and the scorpions are scuttling, and our Earth Mama Goddess Land is about as lush, fertile, bursting and blooming as […]
Ranchers, beloveds, tribe-sharers, stewards, seekers, land-Ladies and land-Lords I, Shani, your self-elected and collectively approved resident RSR blogger and documentarian entitled Mistress of Propaganda by Papa G welcome you to our blog! It is my love of words, being in the creative flow and witnessing each individual’s uniqueness that inspires me to want to create […]
Village of Voices, a short story by Kate Niebauer The long table invites the entire village; a polyphony of silent-self-speaking voices will gather. Come, sit, share, we will eat and drink together. The Maiden of Knowledge is the first to say, “I know that I don’t know all there is to know and I long […]
October 7, 2013
What a beautiful Founder’s Weekend on the land; so many things shared and expressed, and I look forward to the next one!
As everyone left and I stayed on the land alone for the first night, I was able to drop into the magic of the place even more so feel in the earth, and rain, and quiet rhythm of that area for the first time.
The next day I walked the land again, this time alone and in the rain. I allowed the land to pull me forward, as it revealed to me the hidden deer trails, small vistas, and hiding places of tranquility and majesty, over many hours.
As if placed in the open for me to find, the life of the land gave presents and presence upon my path, displaying the magic and virility that it holds.
Magic indeed. May we honor this land and ourselves in all that we do there.