Reed/BEN Trecena – Travel Report

Greetings all – I made it home safely from my trip to Kansas to visit my parents and wanted to share some photos from the farm. This is where we visited my grandparents when I was little and where my parents retired.

Black Walnut by the drive to the house. Has been there long before I was around.

My great great grandparents settled here in a one room cabin in the 1880’s. So many of the stories my Grandma Naomi told were about their lives here. The woods surrounding the clearing are Blackjack Oak and Cedar. Local farming of wheat and corn supports an abundance of wildlife. In the old days stores from their crops of corn sustained them through the long winters, eaten as cornmeal mush. Grandma said that when winter times were hard, reeds and grasses were boiled into sorghum syrup to sell or trade for other provisions.

Beyond Dad’s archway is the plot once used for the garden of strawberries, corn, squash, onions, sweet peas, tomatoes and potatoes. Black Walnut Tree covers the ground with nuts each year, the KEY addition for family banana bread recipes.

I had a good visit. Mother remembered me while I was there, though 10-20 seconds was the length of repeated conversations. She’s anxious to speak to anyone over the phone, so just being silently present as someone she recognized as family was the blessing of the experience. Her greatest struggle is forgetting her life, and the bonds that insure SHE will never be abandoned.

Closeup – Pregnant Doe and partner? They drop antlers in April, so hard to tell. (White Tail Deer)

Though, Mom was the one who noticed the deer grazing on the morning I left, and that the fullness of her belly indicated a gestation well underway… neither Dad and I noticed. She was at her best, taking in the Beauty around her. I saw my first Redbird in a few years – so bright and beautiful, I can see why it was a Sign of Lightning Energy in the sky. I didn’t catch the photo, but sharing a photo found online.

Cardinal (Redbird) – The one I saw seemed even brighter/deeper red than this. The Cherokee Trail of Tears crossed by this land, so these were the Redbirds they saw in the sky.

Glad to be home. I gathered a variety of new information that will help me gain greater insight on my childhood experience. There were ups and downs. I learned that the sternness of my Dad still exists, though I was able to see that it has nothing to do with me. His character was formed through challenging times. I understand why feelings were not so important in his “old days,” only survival. It’s not the relationship I would dream of, yet there Were Moments of Real Beauty between us. There were Moments of Agreement and Understanding, Moments of being Seen, and Moments of sharing details of his childhood that I never knew. Dad’s lessons always were hard. LOL Today, I am conscious enough to not MISS the Moment, because I was unconsciously dwelling on the last crummy thing he said. :)) He’s a great guy. He offered a lifetime of love to my Mother. He took care of me and raised me up. He loves me. I can love him as he is.

I pray for all our Grandfathers and Grandmothers and the great challenge of growing old. Because they are Wiser, they seldom share all the details of the daily struggle. I saw it first hand.. the effort to move, carry on. My parents highly value their privacy and are insistent on maintaining their status quo on their own at 90/91. To get away with it, they don’t share the details! (I wasn’t really encouraged by the circumstances.) At least, 2 siblings live on either corner.

I choose to see their reckless youth, the same Consciousness of Thought that is eternal. They struck out to elope on April Fools day 73 years ago, heading toward an opportunity. Dad retold the story of living on canned pork and beans, while he completed mechanical training.

The greatest wisdom they shared was not exchanged by words, but in seeing the future. There is so much time yet to accomplish a dream, so many opportunities to be transformed. I gained new respect for the value of my time.

I pray for the Divine Justice that when we all reunite in spirit, both my family and yours, our joy will be so great, we will Know the Truth of Love that was shared as we lived in sorrow we were never conscious of.

much love, in lak’ech,

Debra

12 thoughts on “Reed/BEN Trecena – Travel Report

  1. My grandparents grew up on a farm in Kansas too! They moved to California when they were still young, but we still have a little family there? I was just talking to my grandma about visitng there with her someday. Funny how small the world is! The way you describe your father sounds just like my grandfather too lol. But it sounds like you had a rewarding trip! Thanks for sharing as always ☺️

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    • That is interesting. Our ancestors may have known one another. πŸ™‚ Spring and Fall are my favorite seasons there. There is lots of history to explore about life in the early days. much love, in lak’ech, Debra

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  2. thank you so much for sharing this so very important aspect of your Journey ‘home’ this time – wow, the realizations that seem so clear now as opposed to when we were experiencing it all ‘back in the day’. and of course, them as well! back in the day, hey hey, living with our son now (temporarily, por favor) shows how we are on the ‘elder’ side of the fence, oh my! bless you for the lessons, and they all are here so we can learn and evolve. so happy that you are now back, with the gift of yesteryear, and the farm fresh in your heart. en lak’ech ~e

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    • Thank you Elena. There was a good dose of reality and the Truth of Love. You are on my mind with the eruptions there, and I’m holding you in my prayers. We all have a better day coming and years still left to enjoy it. Much love, in lak’ech, Debra

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      • mahalo for the prayers, the vog is the worst – breathing in the toxic fumes of what is being ‘burned for transmutation’…one day at a time, the island – as with all things – needs a cleansing, Pele is cleaning house! no better place to start than in Puna, but something tells me that this is only the tip of the iceberg (no stone shall be left unturned). we all can help with sending out the positive blessings to the Mother, support for the Mother. en lak’ech aloha and ciao for now :)~e

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