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A brilliant medical doctor who'll appear in our film recently confessed that he's "a fool in recovery." He only began learning what's important late in life and "little by little" he's "finally beginning to understand what it all means."
It's all about finding your true voice, he says - not the voice that society imposes on you - not the voice your family confines you to - but your own voice. And he describes the true voice as the voice that comes to us without thinking. Very few pay attention to that voice, he says. In addition to discovering our true voice, the good doctor urges us to become more aware of our own power - the innate connection we all have to the spirit world.
But most people are oblivious to this power, he insists --"so disconnected from the spirit world" and this explains why our lives are often "in shambles."
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Rediscovering Your Voice! |
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Long after our conversation, I thought about what he said and I felt excited and hopeful. I felt that if he discovered the source of his power and got a glimpse of what this journey is all about, so could we. And if he was man enough to admit that he was a "fool in recovery" then so could I. Don't get me wrong. I'm not nearly as advanced as some of the fools you've been dealing with lately, but I have my moments. I'll never forget when I bought a one way ticket to Seattle about two years ago because a "businessman" with "big connections" was going to introduce me to Danny Glover and help get my film off the ground. But when I got to Seattle the "businessman" was nowhere to be found and neither was Mr. Glover.
And then I discovered that the "businessman" wasn't really a businessman, but a troubled soul - a homeless man who casually and consistently strung lies together simply for the thrill of giving others the impression that he was someone that he was not. Imagine, one fool convinced another fool to purchase a one-way ticket for a meeting that would never take place. After I arrived in Seattle, the "businessman" told me he was still in Oakland and couldn't make it because of "a sudden emergency." And why did I buy a one-way ticket? Supposedly, we would all drive back to Oakland from Seattle and "what a scenic drive it would be" as we passed through the lovely state of Oregon. That didn't happen, of course. I ended up flying back home and I had to miss one day of work because I couldn't get an affordable flight on such short notice. I broke off all ties with that "fool" after that experience but I learned some valuable lessons. It made me more determined to rely on myself and to take my vision to the very end no matter what. And if your vision matters to you, then YOU must assume full responsibility for it - no matter what. I also learned to trust and appreciate my elders in Africa even more. You see, those spiritual men knew along what would happen - (or what wouldn't happen) in Seattle. And they didn't even have to leave Africa to figure it all out.
Spirit told them the "businessman" was a fraud but they also knew I would never believe them if they told me. Therefore, they wanted me to see for myself -- I did. They felt it would be a "good lesson" -- it was! I should have known because there were signs all around. It all comes back to what the good doctor said about "discovering our true voice." See, the inner voice that comes "without thinking" often warns you when something just isn't right. The same voice is desperately trying to tell you who you are, who you can count on and what you've come to this earth to do. Until our next time
James Weeks
Producer, Across The Kings River
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The Last Of Our Sacred Forests |
This month's fine art T-shirt design, Sacred Garden, is inspired by one of the last remaining sacred forests of Nigeria. (We created two slightly different versions of this shirt and you can order yours here: http://www.printfection.com/Acrossthekingsriver) Located on the outskirts of the city of Osgobo in Southwest Nigeria, this haven of spirit beings, shrines, sculptures, palaces and a river with mystical healing properties, is said to be the home of Osun, the orisa, or divine spirit of love and fertility. Fortunately, the Osun Sacred Grove was declared a World Heritage Site by UNESCO in 2005, but most of the rainforests in Nigeria have not fared well -- 95% have been completely destroyed. And while the world is rightfully outraged by the tragic oil spill in the Gulf of Mexico, a recent New York Times article makes it clear that the catastrophe in the Gulf pales in comparison to the wasteland oil companies are creating in the Motherland and other parts of the world:http://www.nytimes.com/2010/06/17/world/africa/17nigeria.html Yet, despite the daunting ecological challenges ahead, I still feel inspired and somewhat hopeful when I think of the Osun Grove --it transports one back to ancient times - when we all walked closer to nature and spirit. And one feels a lingering presence that cannot be explained. Tens of thousands flock to the Osun festival each August to celebrate a 600 year-old tradition of paying homage to the sensuous river goddess who showers the faithful with blessings and protection. This forest stands as a reminder that we must all preserve what little we have left -- it's also trying to warn us that greater tragedies await us if we do not.
James Weeks Across The King's River
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