Jonathan Hawk Follows Closely

The Kind Hawk

Jonathan Hawk Follows Closely — Sat, 23 Aug 2008 13:37:17 -0000

Native American Legends

A Hopi Legend

A long time ago, in a happy Hopi village, there lived a little boy. His mother loved him so much that she dressed him in a pretty shirt and embroidered moccasins.

One day the boy wandered away from the village, over the plain, and a band of fierce Navaho Indians swooped down and bore him off. They carried him to their camp, where the squaws took his shirt and moccasins away, and gave them to the Chief's son. Then they made the boy work all day, and gave him so little to eat, that, in a few weeks, he grew thin and sick.

Now, near the Navaho camp was a high bluff on which lived a kind-hearted Hawk. It often flew over the camp, and saw the boy working hard, and never playing with the other children. So one day, when all the Navahos were gathered together at the Chief's lodge, the Hawk flew down and hovered over the boy's head.

"Oh, do not kill me!" begged the boy.

"I am not going to hurt you," answered the Hawk, "I am sorry for you. Jump on my back, and hold on to my wings, and I'll carry you away."

The boy jumped on its back, and held on tight, and the bird flew up in the air. It passed over the place where the Navahos were gathered, and when they saw the boy on the back of the Hawk, they were filled with rage and wonder.

The bird flew to the high bluff, and put down the boy, then it went back to the camp. It swooped down on the Chief's little son, and pulling off his embroidered shirt, carried it to the boy. Then the Hawk returned to the camp again, and taking a pair of handsome moccasins off another boy, carried them to the bluff. The Navahos were terribly frightened, and packing up their goods, left the place.

The Hawk first dressed the boy, then fed him on Rabbit-meat, and other good things. After that it took him on its back and flew with him to his mother. Then, without waiting to be thanked, the bird flew away again to its bluff.

Invoking The Hawks Spirit - Native American Flute Works

Dreaming Awake

Jonathan Hawk Follows Closely — Fri, 08 Aug 2008 01:13:02 -0000

Power of Silence

Is it I who walks tonight in my room or is it the beggar

who was prowling in my garden at nightfall?

I look around and find that everything is the same and it is not the same...

Was the window open? Had I not already fallen asleep?

Was not the garden pale green?...

The sky was clear and blue...

And there are clouds and it is windy and the garden is dark and gloomy.

I think that my hair was black...

I was dressed in grey...

And my hair is grey and I am wearing black...

Is this my gait?

Does this voice, which now resounds in me,

have the rhythms of the voice I used to have?

Am I myself or am I the beggar who was prowling in my garden at nightfall?

I look around...

There are clouds and it is windy...

The garden is dark and gloomy...

I come and go...Is it not true that I had already fallen asleep?

My hair is grey...And everything is the same and it is not the same...

~~Juan Ramon Jimenez

Dream Tracks

"You shouldn't have any problems," she said. "Get in the track of dreams; you're dreaming-awake now."

"You mean that I am asleep now, this very instant?" I asked mockingly.

I leaned toward her and asked, "Are you asleep, too?"

"We are not asleep," she repeated, enunciating her words carefully.

"You and I are dreaming-awake." She held up her hands in a helpless gesture. "I told you what to do last year. Remember?"

A rescuing thought suddenly occurred to me, as if someone had just whispered it in my ear: when in doubt, one must separate the two

tracks, the track for ordinary affairs and the track for dreams, since each has a different state of awareness. I felt elated, for I knew

that the first track one should test is the track of dreams; if the situation at hand doesn't fit that track, then one is not dreaming.

My elation quickly vanished when I tried to test the track for dreams. I had no inkling of how to go about it or of what the track

for dreams was, for that matter. And worse, I couldn't remember who had told me about it.

"I did," Esperanza said just behind me. "You have moved a great deal in the realm of dreams. You nearly remembered what I told you last

year, the day after the picnic. I said to you then that, when in doubt about whether you are in a dream or whether you are awake, you

should test the track where dreams run on - meaning the awareness we have in dreams - by feeling the thing you are in contact with. If you

are dreaming, your feeling comes back to you as an echo.

If it doesn't come back, then you are not dreaming."

Florinda Donner-Grau

Being In Dreaming

The Bogeyman
But one day, a few months later, after a terribly tiring day, I fell asleep like a log in midafternoon. It had just started to rain and a leak in the roof woke me up. I jumped out of bed and climbed on top of the house to fix the leak before it began to pour. I felt so fine and strong that I finished in one minute and I didn't even get wet. I thought that the snooze I had taken had done me a lot of good. When I was through I went back into the house to get something to eat and I realized that I could not swallow. I thought I was sick. I mashed some roots and leaves and wrapped them around my neck and went to my bed. And then again when I got to my bed I nearly dropped my pants. I was there in bed asleep! I wanted to shake myself and wake me up, but I knew that that was not the thing one should do. So I ran out of the house. I was panic-stricken. I roamed around the hills aimlessly. I had no idea where I was going and although I had lived all my life there I got lost. I walked in the rain and didn't even feel it. It seemed that I couldn't think. Then the lightning and thunder became so intense that I woke up again

He paused for a moment

Do you want to know where I woke up?" he asked me

"Certainly," don Juan answered.

"I woke up in the hills in the rain," he said.

"But how did you know that you had woken up?" I asked

"My body knew it," he replied.

That was a stupid question," don Juan interjected. "You yourself know that something in the warrior is always aware of every change.
It is precisely the aim of the warrior's way to foster and maintain that awareness. The warrior cleans it, shines it, and keeps it running.

He was right. I had to admit to them that I knew that there was something in me that registered and was aware of everything I did.
And yet it had nothing to do with the ordinary awareness of myself. It was something else which I could not pin down. I told them that perhaps don Genaro could describe it better than I.

You're doing very well yourself," don Genaro said. "It's an inner voice that tells you what's what. And at that time, it told me that I had woken up a second time. Of course, as soon as I woke up I became convinced that I must have been dreaming. Obviously it had not been an ordinary dream, but it hadn't been dreaming proper either. So I settled for something else: walking in my sleep, half awake, I suppose. I could not understand it in any other way."

Don Genaro said that his benefactor had explained to him that what he had gone through was not a dream at all, and that he should not insist on regarding it as walking in his sleep.

What did he tell you that it was?" I asked.
They exchanged a glance.

"He told me it was the bogeyman," don Genaro replied, affecting the tone of a small child

Carlos Castaneda

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