Newsletter 2005

"Sheltering the Creative Spirit"

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Taos, New Mexico USA

 

 

 

 

  The Frank Waters Foundation 

Newsletter, Vol. XII, No. 19 - June, 2005


Post Office Box 1127 • Taos, New Mexico 87571
 

 


Board of Directors


Barbara Waters, President
Mark Rossi, First Vice President
Mary Ann Torrence, Second Vice President
Marilyn Luther, Secretary
Mark Rossi, Treasurer
William Farr, Webmaster
Arleene Arnell, Consultant
Geoffrey Torrence, Consultant
Ann Jauregui, Workshop Director
 

 

                                                           

 

 

The Man Who Killed The Deer

by Frank Waters

 

[Although Frank Waters has been gone

from this world since June 3, 1995, his

words and wisdom endure.]

 

“Listen, son. You were born into the human-animal life of sense and nerve and will. But it is necessary that each man sometime be born again: into the consciousness of an even greater life.

 “You have learned what in your ordinary animal-existence is necessary for your earthly body.

 “Now you must have awakened in you the instinctive need for self-perfection in your inmost spiritual being.

“You must be taught the laws of world creation and world maintenance, the laws of all life whatever form it takes: the living stones, the breathing mountains, the tall walking rain, as well as those of bird and fish, beast and man.

“You must learn that each man has the debt of his arising and his individuality of existence to pay; that this debt must be discharged as early and quickly as possible so that you, as I, as all, may assist in turn the most rapid perfecting of other beings—those like ourselves, and those units of life advanced to the degree of self-individuality.

 “For only in this way can life progress, can life exist.

 “What is more fitting then, son, that to learn this you must return to the womb of the earth which is the mother of all life? That you be reborn from it into the greater spiritual life as you were born into the lesser life of the flesh?

“Peace, my son. And with it understanding. This period of your gestation will be long—twice as long as was the first, for the life it bears will be likewise longer. The lessons will be difficult, but they will be unceasing. Voices will speak them over and over until their meaning flows through your blood, though the words which must never be repeated be unintelligible to those who have no heart to understand.

“You will be taught the whole history of our people, of our tribe. How they had their last arising from the deep turquoise lake of life in the center of the world, the blue lake in whose depths gleams a tiny star, our Dawn Lake. How they emerged from a great cave whose lips opened into the world we see, from whose lips dripped water to congeal into perpetual flakes of ice white as eagledown.  You will understand then, son, why those of our clan are called the Deep Water people. Why our kiva, this kiva, is called the Eagle-down Kiva; the meaning of our masks, our dances, our songs. You will see this cave. You will finally see this lake—our Dawn Lake. 

“But behind all this you will learn of previous emergences. Of the significance of the four elements, corresponding to the four worlds from which man has successively risen. The fire world of rampant primordial forces; the world of air which separated from it; the third world of water which then came forth from the vaporous air; and the present world of earth. From your understanding that the body of man is itself a world derived from these four and hence composed of their elements and corresponding attributes, many things will be plain.

“You will perceive his kinship to all the living creatures of these four kingdoms of fire, air, water, earth. Not only his chieftainship over them, but his responsibility to them. For you will begin to understand that there is another world, a fifth world to which we must all arise, and for the gaining of whose attributes this initiate is a preparation. 

“Hence you will be taught, as those Old First Ones were taught, that the pine tree, the corn plant, have a life as we, but that they may be used and that they accede to their sacrifice for the maintenance of all life. You will be taught that the eagle, the trout, the deer, each has a life as we, but that they may be used and that they accede to their sacrifice for the need of progression of all life.

“But through all these truths will run the one great truth: the arising of all individual lives into one great life, and the necessary continuance of this one great life by the continual progression of the individual lives which form it. 

“You will learn that this continuous progression seems to extend infinitely into time. But you will learn likewise that time also is an infinity.

“And that is life. Life must be lived, not learned from. And that is why in full consciousness only there is freedom.  And that is why you learn awareness. To live life, in full consciousness, in freedom.  Unbound by possessiveness, the possessiveness of your mother, the possessiveness for your son.

“Now I can say no more. You will grind your own corn. It makes song come easier. You will make your own moccasins: busy hands free the mind to the spirit.

“Now I, the father, having deposited his seed, withdraw from this womb.

“Now I, the father, say good-bye to his child.

“We will meet again. But as brothers.  As men together. As equal parts of one great life. No longer separated. But in that consciousness of our oneness which gives us our only freedom.”

 

 

Deer Memories 2005

 

Homecoming: creative Friends,

 

caring companion,

 

joyful feasts, peaceful Antlers,

 

sapphire Spanish Peaks,

 

snow and fuchsia orchids.

 

                                            — B. Waters

 

 

 

WORKSHOP I

 

Epiphanies: Never Underestimate a

Park-Bench Revelation!

 

Ann Jauregui, Ph.D.

Saturday, July 23, 2005

9:30 am - 4:00 pm $75

 Sitting quietly on a bench under the tall eucalyptus trees on the Stanford campus, geneticist Barbara McClintock experienced a revelation that guided her to a momentous scientific discovery and a Nobel Prize. She saw something no one had seen before.  All she had to do was write it down.

Join teacher and author Ann Jauregui under the aspens on the lovely grounds of the Frank Waters Foundation in Arroyo Seco, New Mexico, for a one-day summer workshop that explores the human experience of sudden awareness we call “epiphany.”

 “We’ve all had moments of revelation,” Jauregui says. “Yet they are slippery, hard to hold onto in everyday life.”

We will consider why we tend to keep these experiences secret, sometimes even from ourselves, invite the telling of previously untold stories, and explore their influence on our lives. There will be a review of ongoing conversations between Eastern and Western researchers in cognitive and neuroscience as they examine cross-cultural confirmations of the healing effects of revelatory experience, plus a guided imagery exercise into the “nonordinary.”

Time will be provided to write quietly under the aspens, share stories, and wonder together how we might tend these experiences, bringing their healing/ revealing effects more fully into our daily lives.

Participants will receive a signed copy of Ann Jauregui’s book, Epiphanies: A Psychotherapist’s Tales of Spontaneous Emotional Healing. The book will also be available this year as a CD.

Ann Jauregui, familiar to Taos, has been a practicing psychotherapist, consultant, and professor for twenty-five years. She is the cofounder of Vine Street, a multidisciplinary center for the healing arts in Berkeley, California, and an adjunct professor of the Graduate School of Professional Psychology at John F. Kennedy University in Pleasant Hill, California, and of the Wright Institute, Berkeley. She is the author of a recent book, Epiphanies: A Psychotherapist’s Tales of Spontaneous Emotional Healing, which has enjoyed excellent reviews and will be coming out in paperback, spring, 2006. She and her husband, John, a primary care physician who shares her interest in an inclusive approach to health and harmony, boast eight children and thirteen grandchildren. They divide their time between Berkeley and Taos.

“Epiphany” is defined by Webster’s as a “sudden insight into the reality or essential meaning of something.” “But my favorite part of the definition,” Jauregui tells us, “alerts us to the fact that the revelation is usually brought on by some simple, homely, or commonplace experience. Something big is occasioned by something little, something easily missed. And it unfolds from there—sometimes as a flash, sometimes in exquisite slow motion—out of conventional time and space and language.  ‘Look at this,’ you whisper as you see something about the universe you’ve never seen before. ‘And look at this,’ you whisper, too, seeing yourself seeing it. The universe is bigger than it was a minute ago, and so are you.”

 

Epiphanies

Excerpted from the book by Ann Jauregui

 

“When I was a young girl—long before I ever imagined becoming a psychotherapist or even knew what psychotherapy was—something odd and wonderful would sometimes happen to me out on the raft on Silver Bay, something I never told anybody about. 

Silver Bay was our summer place in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan. The raft floated on four old 55-gallon metal drums and rode high in the water, except for a plank right at water level that made it easy for a swimmer to slip in and out. I would row the boat out to the raft, tie up, and spread out in the sun with my book, glad to be by myself for a while. The raft would roll gently in the midsummer breeze of Michigan’s north woods. After a little while, I would put down my book and just listen to the water slappity-slapping against the metal drums and that low board, and to the boat nuzzling and bumping up against the raft, and to the soft groan of the boat’s rope. I would breathe the smells that rose up from the weathered boards, from sun-warmed skin, from the woods along the near shore, fragrances marbling the air. I would lie there and wonder about things and watch myself wondering. Sometimes I would notice a stretch of time had gone by, and I hadn’t wondered about anything at all.

Then, occasionally and unpredictably, I would feel myself come undone. In the warmth of the sun, in the sparkle of the water and clear northern light, I would suddenly bloom up out of myself, past my skin, my thoughts, my sense of place, into an airy and ecstatic hugeness.

I’m out! were the words that came to me. And everything is alive! The trees were alive, of course, and the fish in the bay, and the Indian paintbrush on the far shore. Everything was beating to one great heart. But the round pebbles on the beach were beating too, and the galaxies, the interior spaces of all things, the human-made-ness of human-made things. It was so clear: Everything is life!

And as for me? I found I could put questions to the experience. Was there anything in particular about me in this pulsing landscape? What was my part? 

I want to know, were the words that came. They came in a whisper. Show me.  And it seemed to me that wanting to know, exactly that, was my part in this great amplitude of life—that creation delights in the recognition of itself.”

 

 

WORKSHOP II

Healing Ways: Looking for the Common Threads

 

Rudolfo Anaya, author

“Shaman of Words”

 

John Jauregui M.D.

“What Went Right/Wrong?”

 

Diana Kehlmann, AMT

“The Unseen Element in Eastern Healing”

 

Nancy Maryboy, Ph.D.

“Healing Through Balance: Native American Medicine”

 

John Nichols, author

“My Heart Belongs to Nature”

 

Concha Garcia Allen, sobadora

“Your Body Is Talking; Are You Listening?”

 

Ann Jauregui, Ph.D.

“Narrative Psychotherapy: A New Territory”

 

Barbara Waters

“Frank’s Healing Words”

 

Friday, August 26

7:00 - 9:30 pm

Saturday, August 27

9:30 am - 4:00 pm

Sunday, August 28

9:30 am - 12:30 pm

$150 – Saturday lunch included

$250 – couples

 

 

“Each travels with all humanity the same Road of Life.”

      Frank Waters, Pumpkin Seed Point

 

 

“The current state of healthcare is a mess!” says Dr. Larry Dossey. Despite bold

technological advances and powerful new drugs, patients and their doctors

express growing frustration and fear over skyrocketing costs, millions of uninsured, and the dehumanization of care. What’s gone wrong, and how do we fix it?

This workshop brings together a gifted panel representing old and new perspectives on the miracle of healing from the great Eastern, Western, and Indigenous wisdom traditions, and from deeply held personal practices.  You’ll see common threads here, glimpse opportunities for cross-pollinating, and hear about shifts and changes already occurring as one healing way touches another.

Nancy Maryboy, Navajo healing practitioner, quotes Native traditionalist Dr. Beulah Allen as stating, “Healing is holistic. It doesn’t matter whether you utilize Western medical services or the traditional healing methods, the most important thing is that you are a participant in your own holistic healing. Both processes can only initiate healing, but the ultimate restoration of your health and harmony has to come from you.”

 

 

And Rudolfo Anaya writes, “. . . When I awoke and recognized the dawn, I had come into a new plane of life, a new consciousness. I recognized the physical change (I could barely move), but I did not recognize the journey I was beginning toward the new consciousness.  This happens in life. We are caught up in the ego and the flesh and recognize changes only at that level. I had to learn to walk again, and that was of primary importance. I did feel empty, but I didn’t realize then the most important task in my life would be to fill the spiritual vacuum. Those who have been through traumatic changes in their lives understand this: [t]he journey toward the sacred, knowledge of the soul and its purpose . . .”

Taos, New Mexico, located at the confluence of Native American, Hispanic, and Anglo cultures, is the perfect place for a conversation about raising individual healing consciousness. Join us August 26-28 at graceful, historic San Geronimo Lodge (18 guest rooms / 505-751-3776) in our search for a new, globally-informed model of health, harmony, and peace of mind.

 

 

WORKSHOP III

Exploring Plein Air : Landscapes in Pastel

with Kit Lynch

 

Beginning to Advanced

 

October 7, 8 and 9, 2005

Friday, October 7 6:30 pm-9 pm

Orientation – Frank Waters

Foundation, Arroyo Seco, NM

Saturday, October 8 9 am-5 pm

Paint all day – Frank Waters

Foundation, Arroyo Seco, NM

Sunday, October 9 9 am-noon

Group Critique at Purple Canyon Arts,

Pilar, NM

 

Learn how to select/compose in the big outdoors. Develop your own style,

infused with movement, depth, and color. Twelve students limit $200

 
Let Taos painter Kit Lynch guide you in an Outdoor Pastel Adventure.  Build your confidence with this nurturing and passionate teacher in a common sense, step-by-step process she has developed. Individualized instruction is tailored just for you. 
We begin with an evening orientation where you are given set-up ideas and possible concepts we can work on.  Wonderful visuals inform and entertain.  As this class is geared to the individual, by the end of the evening you will have a goal or two selected to accomplish for this workshop that is just right for you.
Saturday is painting day on the beautiful grounds of the Frank Waters Foundation in Arroyo Seco, New Mexico.  You will work on a morning painting and an afternoon painting.

Sunday morning we will meet at my studio in Pilar for an enjoyable and informative group critique that will jell concepts into solid understanding. 

Beginning / Intermediate students will learn about outdoor set-up, use of pastels, composing from big scenes, experimenting with styles, and creating work with color and movement. Come begin this journey of seeking your own vision. Advanced students will learn to clarify and push your style. Keeping in mind your existing style and vision, we will fine-tune the editing of a scene, selecting the composition for the most impact, and manipulating colors with your own ideas in mind. Artists are encouraged to paint larger works. It’s exciting to carry your art to the next level!

 

Kit Lynch, Artist

She is known for her vision of New Mexico, emboldened with a daring use of moving color. Born near Chicago, Illinois, her life has been filled with art, competitive horse jumping, and commodity trading in the pits of the Chicago Board of Trade. Kit has been a full-time artist since 1994. Following her heart, Kit moved to Pilar, New Mexico, in 1996. She founded the annual Pilar Studio Tour now in its ninth year.  In 2004 Kit Lynch was selected by the town of Taos, N.M., to become their Taos Spring Arts Celebration Poster Artist and Ambassador.

Kit’s extensive traditional art education includes the American Academy of Art and the Palette and Chisel Academy of Fine Arts in Chicago. Kit Lynch has had many solo shows and has judged national and local juried competitions.  Her works are in collections from coast to coast, including that of First Lady and Governor Bill Richardson of New Mexico. Hans Hofmann’s painting philosophy has influenced much of her plein air work. Students from across the country benefit from her personalized instruction in 2-5 day workshops.

Artist Statement

I have always been attracted to curving shapes and delicious color. New Mexico, my dream landscape, is brimming with both. I paint “en plein air,” outside on location, to get the purest experience of light, color, sounds, and weather. My strong emotions are harnessed and exaggerated through the use of line, color temperature, value, and composition. The key is the great contrast between warm and cool colors, dark and light values, in order to push and pull things in space.  This results in the WOW factor I seek. 

I make all decisions while standing 15 feet in front of my easel. This keeps my focus on achieving a big impact instead of little details. Since I have to race the changing light, you’ll find me constantly dashing back and forth while I’m working, adding further energy to the work. My intention is to create paintings that people can enjoy from across the room.

I moved from Chicago to northern New Mexico in 1996 for several reasons.  Visually, the colors and formations in the landscape are so dramatic; and spiritually, the vital contrast between the Indian, Spanish, and Anglo cultures provides intense stimulation. As a matter of fact, many years ago I experienced my artistic breakthrough out here. Now I have only to look out the window or step out the door to create a beautiful painting.

The traditional art education I received, such as hundreds of hours in figure drawing, has given me an edge to go beyond that tradition to express my unique personal vision.

Although I work in pastel, oil, and monotypes, my preferred medium is pastel. I love the direct feel of the nearly pure pigment. Its very intense color sparkles because of the crystal makeup of the pastel sticks. My bold use of this medium results in the vibrant color for which I am known.

 

Lighting the Way

by José Martinez

Frank Waters. Seven years after his death, a few hundred people gathered in Taos to celebrate his life on the centennial of his birth. For three days in the summer of 2002, we talked about the way Frank had touched us and changed our lives, in person or with his writing.  We talked about the way he had taught us to see and think in new ways.

Waters, who was born in Colorado Springs and lived most of his life in

Arroyo Seco near Taos, wrote 28 books, fiction and nonfiction. Place eight of

those books on the table in a rectangular formation—The Man Who Killed the Deer; People of the Valley; The Woman at Otowi Crossing; Masked Gods;

Mexico Mystique; Mountain Dialogues; Pumpkin Seed Point; and Book of theHopi—and you have a foundation of word and thought unrivalled in American letters.

Alexander Blackburn, professor emeritus from the University of Colorado and a Waters scholar, wrote, “To many of us who knew and read him, Waters was one of the greatest of our writers in the twentieth century, comparable in stature to such contemporaries as William Faulkner, Ernest Hemingway, and John Steinbeck. Like them, he wrote novels that are classics.  They did not rival him, however, in depth of vision, nor were they philosophers as he was.”

People and notables from all walks of life came to the Frank Waters Centennial.  Tony Hillerman wrote a warm reminiscence.  John Nichols spoke with humor and eloquence, as did Rudolfo Anaya and Vine Deloria, Jr. The three cultures mingled in the tricultural setting that is Taos, all of us brought there by the one man who had authentically inhabited the three cultures of the Southwest.

At the end of the Centennial, Barbara Waters, Frank’s widow, edited the papers and presentations into book form and found a perfect title, Rekindling the Inner Light, taken from the words of Albert Schweitzer. “Sometimes our light goes out but is blown again into flame by an encounter with another human being. Each of us owes the deepest thanks to those who have rekindled this inner light.”

And that’s why most of us had met in Taos, to give deep thanks to Frank,

the human being who had rekindled our inner lights, usually when we most needed it.

I spoke about Frank’s gift to Hispanics and how People of the Valley had rekindled my inner light when I was in high school in 1960 in southern Colorado. In that novel Frank gave us authentic Hispanic characters at a time when Hispanic characters in U.S. literature were rare, mostly nonexistent.

I remember fruitlessly searching the library shelves for just the right book in those days. I needed a book that spoke to me with characters who resembled my uncle or my grandmother.  I wanted to see Spanish dialogue on the page. I wanted the landscapes of northern New Mexico with the Rio Grande running through it. Mostly I failed in this search.

But one day I found my book. It was a red book with white lettering, an image imprinted on my brain to this day. Near the floor at the end of the shelf I saw the title: People of the Valley. In that fevered moment, in that dusky library on my knees, as I reached for the red book, I knew with deep certainty that this was my book, my people, my valley. And it was. I read the book that day and that night. The magic of words never works better than when the words feed the hungry heart and rekindle the inner light.

Many years later, when I had started to believe that my kind of fiction was dying from the onslaught of postmodernism, I got a phone call from Frank Waters telling me one of my stories had won the first Frank Waters Writing Award. I had the unforgettable experience of meeting Frank and sitting with him in the living room of his adobe home. We talked about words and about my stories of Hispanic life in the San Luis Valley. He was taciturn and chose words carefully. Finally he turned to me and said, “Your stories have a sense of place. You captured the valley.”

So twice in my life he had rekindled the inner light, as he has done for countless people around the world. His writings will continue to light the way through this century and beyond.

Writer José R. Martinez lives in Boulder (joseralph@aol.com). More information is available at www.frankwaters.org.

 

Alexander Blackburn Honored

 

 Congratulations to Alexander Blackburn for receiving the prestigious Frank Waters Award for Excellence in Literature, presented by the Friends of the Pikes Peak Library District at a banquet held at the Antlers Hilton Hotel in Colorado Springs on April 9. The 2005 award winner gave an acceptance speech titled “Holding Together” celebrating literature as a catalyst for bringing people together.

Blackburn, writer and professor emeritus of English at the University of Colorado, lives in Colorado Springs, Frank Waters’ hometown. The winning author’s latest work is his autobiographical book Meeting the Professor: Growing Up in the William Blackburn Family. Among other books, he has written an analysis of Waters’ fiction titled    A Sunrise Brighter Still.

Also lauded was Andrea O’Reilly Herrera, who received the Golden Quill    Award for her book The Pearl of the Antilles, a saga covering five generations of a Cuban family.

In addition, the writing fest honored middle and high school students with Betty Field Memorial Youth Writing Certificates for original mystery stories.

“The judges had an exciting evening reading, critiquing, and nominating the best of approximately one hundred stories,” said contest chairman Jim Ciletti. “We are so proud of the work of all the students that we consider all of them to be winners.

On April 8 Ciletti and his wife, Mary, hosted the Friends’ annual meeting at a dinner attended by Barbara Waters and Marilyn Luther, president and secretary of the Frank Waters Foundation. The two women were gifted with corsages and candy.

Previous winners of the annual Frank Waters Award include Joanne Greenberg, Tony Hillerman, N. Scott Momaday, Will Hobbs, John Nichols, Barbara Kingsolver, and Nancy Wood.

 

 

Acceptance

all striving

falling way

into the silence

of spring

unfolding green leaves

growing

effortlessly

Alive

                                         

                                                                                -Joe D. Kirkwood

 

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