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Wise words from Wellbriety founder, Don Coyhis: An Elder friend I respect gave me a teaching. When the student is ready, the Teacher appears. The student sends out to the universe a message of readiness, hurt, sick and tired of being sick and tired; the teacher receives the request and responds. This is how we get a sponsor. When the tree needs water, it sends out a message in the spirit world. The universe responds, changes atmospheric pressures, forms a rain cloud, the wind shows up; the rain is responding to the student’s request. A tree never dies of thirst. All of Nature is design to fill the needs of one another. I have been struggling to move on, I want to look in the windshield and drive, not drive and be looking out the rear window. Processing this grief, I feel my thinking is going to leave her behind, I am missing her.  I am looking like all is ok; I struggle in silence. It feels like I am supposed to be doing something. I don’t know what questions to ask. I sense my next moves will involve the Creator because I am so tired. My elder friend explained to me my “struggle IS  the Medicine.” Sharing the hurt and confusion helps to heal yourself and others.  When we share the struggle it becomes Medicine to others, they feel better, clearer, they get unstuck, they can process. He showed me I could use the tobacco tie to help distribute the pain of the grief. We have spiritual tools in our Culture. First, cut a small piece of red cloth. Other tribes use different colors. Put a small amount of tobacco in your hand. Tobacco is a plant that is used to carry prayers and requests to the Creator. Close your hand with the tobacco in it. Close your eyes and put your grieving  in the tobacco. Say a prayer. Put whatever you cannot let go, your tears, your secrets, your hurt, your sadness, your confusion, the loneliness, the emptiness, the struggle of those things that keep reappearing.  When you are finished, place the tobacco in the middle of the red cloth. Then take a string and tie the cloth with the tobacco in it. Then offer this tobacco tie to the Creator to take the Medicine and give it to others who are weeping and grieving. Sometimes, I make more than one tobacco tie and will tie them with a string, so I have a small string of tobacco ties. I may put different struggles in different tobacco ties. After tying the tobacco ties, I offer them to the Creator and ask for the hurt to be taken away. I thank the Spirit of suffering for helping me with the healing. Sometimes, I take the tobacco ties and hang them in a tree in my secret sacred place where I meet the Creator. Sometimes I have offered then to the Grandfathers in the sweat. Sometimes I make a fire and offer them that way. Sometimes I offer the prayers in the tobacco ties to the water to take to the Creator. This is not a Native thing only.  Do it with respect and thank the ancestors or ask if help is needed. This is what I was taught. I know little.  I thank my Elder friend for reminding me of a way to continue the grieving process. The struggle is the Medicine.  Being stuck looking out the rear window is still grieving. Looking out the front windshield and looking in the rear view mirror and seeing her memory, remembering is living in healing. My Clare is with me in a different way. I am learning more about how this new way of life is my new Normal. I am getting ok, sooner than I thought I would. #grief #scaredmedicine #nativeamerican #soberlife #healer
Wise words from Wellbriety founder, Don Coyhis: An Elder friend I respect gave me a teaching. When the student is ready, the Teacher appears. The student sends out to the universe a message of readiness, hurt, sick and tired of being sick and tired; the teacher receives the request and responds. This is how we get a sponsor. When the tree needs water, it sends out a message in the spirit world. The universe responds, changes atmospheric pressures, forms a rain cloud, the wind shows up; the rain is responding to the student’s request. A tree never dies of thirst. All of Nature is design to fill the needs of one another. I have been struggling to move on, I want to look in the windshield and drive, not drive and be looking out the rear window. Processing this grief, I feel my thinking is going to leave her behind, I am missing her. I am looking like all is ok; I struggle in silence. It feels like I am supposed to be doing something. I don’t know what questions to ask. I sense my next moves will involve the Creator because I am so tired. My elder friend explained to me my “struggle IS the Medicine.” Sharing the hurt and confusion helps to heal yourself and others. When we share the struggle it becomes Medicine to others, they feel better, clearer, they get unstuck, they can process. He showed me I could use the tobacco tie to help distribute the pain of the grief. We have spiritual tools in our Culture. First, cut a small piece of red cloth. Other tribes use different colors. Put a small amount of tobacco in your hand. Tobacco is a plant that is used to carry prayers and requests to the Creator. Close your hand with the tobacco in it. Close your eyes and put your grieving in the tobacco. Say a prayer. Put whatever you cannot let go, your tears, your secrets, your hurt, your sadness, your confusion, the loneliness, the emptiness, the struggle of those things that keep reappearing. When you are finished, place the tobacco in the middle of the red cloth. Then take a string and tie the cloth with the tobacco in it. Then offer this tobacco tie to the Creator to take the Medicine and give it to others who are weeping and grieving. Sometimes, I make more than one tobacco tie and will tie them with a string, so I have a small string of tobacco ties. I may put different struggles in different tobacco ties. After tying the tobacco ties, I offer them to the Creator and ask for the hurt to be taken away. I thank the Spirit of suffering for helping me with the healing. Sometimes, I take the tobacco ties and hang them in a tree in my secret sacred place where I meet the Creator. Sometimes I have offered then to the Grandfathers in the sweat. Sometimes I make a fire and offer them that way. Sometimes I offer the prayers in the tobacco ties to the water to take to the Creator. This is not a Native thing only. Do it with respect and thank the ancestors or ask if help is needed. This is what I was taught. I know little. I thank my Elder friend for reminding me of a way to continue the grieving process. The struggle is the Medicine. Being stuck looking out the rear window is still grieving. Looking out the front windshield and looking in the rear view mirror and seeing her memory, remembering is living in healing. My Clare is with me in a different way. I am learning more about how this new way of life is my new Normal. I am getting ok, sooner than I thought I would. #grief #scaredmedicine #nativeamerican #soberlife #healer

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