Miracles and Magic along the Ancient Way
Reflections of Beauty and Healing
There is a place where people gather just to soak in the healing energy of the people and of the land. This place lies beneath a sacred mesa and beside an ancient trail used for 10,000 years or more by people seeking community, sustainability, goods and medicines to improve their lives, and healing. This place is the El Morro RV Park and Ancient Way Cafe, and because of its tremendous ability to be a container for vast amounts of love and healing, I choose to call this place home.
My name is Standing Feather, and I reside here in the campground. I feel it is important to share some parts of this story, as I am constantly amazed by the miracles that happen here. It all started for me in 2007 when I found myself and my life to be broken down – spiritually, physically and mentally. I was frightened about my life, my addictions and my despair around the loss of love. Then, like the many people around me, I was blessed to be able to listen to my soul – to be able to hear the call—a call from this land. A call to healing.
A Place of Mercy
I am not Alone?
Once here, I had a lot to learn. And unlearn. This is a place to unravel the ways in which we are conditioned in our culture – conditioned to feel separate from the earth, conditioned to only seek spiritual connection from those “qualified” to give it to us, conditioned to have lost faith in community and conditioned to war and hate those whom may be different than ourselves. Here, people are honoring the process of others, including the differences. I was amazed to feel this new energy, one that asked me to feel gentleness about the losses and fears and mistakes in my life. It was refreshing, mainly because I thought I needed to feel the never-ending and imposing sense of guilt and shame about my life. So there I was, drumming and dancing with people from all walks of life – all belief systems – all spiritual systems. And loving each other. Where had I landed?
Chickens, Sharron and Melani
Of the many stories to exemplify the wonders of this place, none are more appropriate than the story of three chickens with us at home and the bottomless well of support and compassion from the owners of this place (Sharron & Melani). Some teachers from the Zuni Pueblo came into the cafe and shared that they were no longer able to keep the three chickens they had been raising in their residence housing. Since chickens were something that we had talked about raising here (we also care for horses, rabbits, pet tarantulas, goats coming soon by the same means!), Sharron and Melani told them that we would love to take them. They promptly spent the coin and energy that was needed to transform a section of the campground to a new heaven on earth for the three chicken vagabonds. We since have added ten new Rhode Island Red’s to the flock. Thirteen happy chickens, allowed to range free in the beautiful forest around us. They will be providing fresh eggs for the cafe.
I mention this story because that is the way that we all landed here. Vagabonds needing love and support. Before you knew it, Maqui, Redwulf and I had a place to call home, a place to love and be loved, a place to be filled up and fill up others, and a place to be free to manifest our art, our magic … our lives. The three of us were taken in by these wonderful women and allowed to help create what you see today. So, when you hear the gentle call from this land, we invite you to join us – and bring your authentic, creative self, and infuse your magic and beauty into this healing place, and be loved in return! So has it been for many, and so shall it be for many more. Keep checking our site, join our energy vortex. Coming soon, part II! Stay tuned for inspiration about the rest of our wonderful staff and family here at the El Morro RV Park, Cabins and Ancient Way Cafe.