Dear Readers,

Autobiography Journal of Sage Sweetwater are my future newsletters for awhile. Some of my fans think I am Stone Creek Woman and have said so. What do you think?

SAGE SWEETWATER CREATIVE PROPERTIES is the flagship of Stone Creek Woman, my autobiography journal, divided into six parts: Shared Blessings, Endangered Species, Sacred Shelters, Canoe Medicine, Moving the Pack, and Reintroduction.

MOVING THE PACK...CONTINUED (HUMMINGBIRD MEDICINE) (Instinct-injured)

Like any wound, injured instinct can be repaired by carefully decontaminating the gash and lacing one's fragmented intuition back into whole instinct with stitches sewn from nature's medicine cord of many colors and varieties.

Through her ingenious study of hummingbirds, Stone Creek Woman integrated the sugar-water feeders into prescriptive elixirs sweetened with the power of instinct through metaphor.

Stone Creek Woman timed the moving of her habitat to another on a seasonal basis by the migratory habits of the hummingbirds. She opened her spring camp in late April when she saw the first hummingbird of the season, and closed it when the last of the sugar-water feeders flew off in September. It is a good way to live, a good way to establish cycles of fruition and dormancy, when all of nature is abloom, then given intermission to reflect on the progress of live-birth and the non-growth of still-birth. The "dead fetuses" need to be re-birthed into "creative babies," and nurtured into both the marketplace and the museum of free exhibit to display the importance of women's art.

Through the movements and habits on how to use their feminine instincts to realign the parameters of their "feeding territories," places in nature where women can extract nectar, the sweet life-sustaining elixir for healing and creativity.

Much has been said about the color preferences of hummingbirds, so through experiment, Stone Creek Woman planted three different colors of flowers; red, yellow, and purple, apart from each other. She hung tubular feeders filled with dyed sugar water, corresponding with the color of each section of flowers to demonstrate blossoming instinct.

Although red is most likely to arrest the hummingbirds' attention, contrary to popular belief, it does not show that hummingbirds prefer red to yellow or purple according to Stone Creek Woman's observation. The hummingbirds appear to associate the color of the sugar water to the color of the flowers, which bloom at different times of the season. Whichever colors of the flowers they are getting the most nectar from at the time are the same colors they will drink the syrup from in the feeders, neglecting the other colors which have the same concentration of sugar solution.

They loath the syrup that contains less than one part of sugar to eight parts of water. Stone Creek Woman likened the concentration of sugar water to that of the weak instinct of battered women. "Hummingbirds can detect small differences in sugar solutions. They prefer the sweeter nectar, and to find it, they must explore their environment with strong instinct to locate rich sources of nectar, honey, and sugar necessary for their survival," she said.

The solution to injured instinct, or "soul-ution," as Stone Creek Woman referred to it, is in the feeding process of the hummingbirds. Hummingbird medicine teaches battered women that the contents of the package, not the wrapping, is what feeds soulthirst, caused by the predators who steal the nectar without a care or clue as how to pollinate family values, and fertilize kind examples for children to follow to keep species alive and future generations blooming from the productive discipline of anger management....

Well, it is the end of the trail, but the beginning of the journey. Stone Creek Woman gave a little send-off wisdom before walking teary-eyed to the ranger truck. Her emotions showed proud at the end of every camp. "Nature will guide you in all of life decisions. Animals and the winged ones are experts at survival and adaptation. Learn these same skills and you will be too. It is time to reawaken your lost sensibilities."

A zephyr of wind came up and stirred the oak leaves. Stone Creek Woman knew very well what it was. "The medewadji," she said, as the women hit the parking lot asphalt for the first time in eight days.

Like the spirit of the eagle, Stone Creek Woman appeared to lift off the ground like a mirage in a vision quest. She soared off to her medicine camp which was time-tested and designed for ease of operation, with all things spiritual and nothing regimented, synchronized with the rhythms of nature. It is a good way to live...Stay informed with next month's newsletter REINTRODUCTION...Until we meet again, be well dear readers...Happy Samhain...


~~~~Sage Sweetwater, firebrand lesbian novelist, brainchild of Sage Sweetwater Creative Properties, flagship of Stone Creek Woman~~~