I crafted this Peace Pipe for a couple of friends who got married today, August 18, 2012
The Native American Peace Pipe
The Native American Peace Pipe is well known and seen in many pictures, paintings, and movies. It is easily recognized, and is generally understood to be used in sealing business deals, new friendships, during community gatherings known as “Allyu”, and during very large ceremonial Pow Wows. The Peace Pipe is primarily used as an aid to Prayer.
The Peace Pipe is usually smoked in a humble ceremony, but may be used in group settings, large and small. The smoke, when exhaled, is believed to carry the intentions, and Prayers of the smoker to the Great Spirit. It is believed that the Pipe is medicinal in nature, and as such, is created by a maker with special intentions aimed at instilling healing energy in the individual it is created for. Pipes are created from virtually any natural material, and can be plain, or very ornate in its presentation. Pipes are seldom made for one's self. Peace Pipes are usually made by a Medicine Man, or Shaman, for a special intention, and given away.
The Bowl of the Pipe holds a blend of natural leaves, bark, berries, and tobacco, both indigenous to the local area of that particular Tribe, and traded for. The ingredients are believed to be gifts to the People of the earth from the Great Spirit, and it is also believed that these ingredients are sacred when used for smoking. The ingredients when harvested for smoking are known as Mishma or Kinnick Kinnick, and are treated as Holy Native Sacraments.
The Bowl of the Pipe is also understood to hold female energy. It holds the hopes, dreams, and desires of the user, and has the ability to share these intentions with the users as the smoked Prayers make their way to the Great Spirit.
The stem of the pipe is understood to hold male energy. The stem, which can be of any particular length, is the conduit of the intentions placed into the bowl to the smoker while in Prayer. It is the intimate part of the Pipe, in that only the stem comes into contact with the user, and allows the intentions placed in the bowl to pass to the user and onto the Great Spirit.
The true Native American Peace Pipe is rarely connected when not in use. It is believed that the Spirit of the Pipe and the Intentions placed in the Pipe will wander, and leave the Pipe, if the bowl and stem are left connected.
The Native American Peace Pipe is cherished, respected, never used lightly, nor abused. According to ancient oral tradition, the healing power of the Peace Pipe has been part of Native American culture since the very early times. It was presented to the People of Earth by Mother Earth, to two brothers walking in the woods. After which she turned into a White Buffalo, symbolizing hope, rebirth, abundance, and unity.
Since I am neither Medicine Man nor Shaman, this Pipe intentionally does not draw smoke from its bowl. I fabricated this Pipe out of reverence of the sacred union between Dale and Terry, in the hope that it will remind whoever looks upon it of the strength, and potential, of any consensual union between two committed people.
This Peace Pipe, was fashioned of a very old cedar board from Don May’s wood pile, an old leather jacket purchased at Good Will, leather strips found in a dusty bin, the feathers of a Rhode Island Red rooster, and the knot of an old Madrona tree that fell on a deserted Harstein Island beach. It was made of material found locally, traded for, and purchased.
This Pipe's bowl, fabricated from the Madrona knot, has a through and through flaw in it visible from the bottom of the bowl. I discovered the flaw while carving the final shape of the bowl and decided to continue using the knot because it reminded me that all things are beautiful, and yet nothing is without flaw. In our human condition, I believe we tend to either seek perfection and reject the flawed, or we settle for what we find, flawed as it is, and never develop the beauty that has been placed before us.
It is my intention that this Peace Pipe be gazed upon, respected, cherished, and revered as any union between two people should be, regardless of race, nationality, religion, affiliation, gender, or flaws. May this Peace Pipe ground, settle, and put to rest any ill intent, malaise, or condition that the viewer maybe experiencing, and open their heart to the healing wonder of what is, and what may yet be.
May true inner Peace blanket you for the rest of your days.
Campy Out!
Sunday, August 19, 2012
Friday, August 3, 2012
Ass Hat of the Week Award
"The Chief" is sporting what I call an “Ass Hat,” which is also
known as the “Cone of Shame.”
This “Ass Hat” keeps my dog, (and other animals), from licking
and chewing his ass, while his ass is healing from an infection he gave himself
from constantly licking and chewing his ass after he got a scrape, or scratch,
or something that caused him to need to eat and lick his ass pretty bad.
Why am I going into this?
I’m starting an “Ass Hat of the Week” award, at least for
this week.
The inaugural “Ass Hat of the Week” award goes to a local,
Dairy Queen window guy.
Being an exceptionally warm day, 80 degrees, I stopped by
DQ, and as usual I ordered a small M&M Blizzard, for me, and two cups of
vanilla ice cream, for my dogs. I decided to treat myself to an extra helping
of M&M’s and ordered my Blizzard appropriately.
I handed over the vanilla cups to the dogs and prepared to
eat my Blizzard with the extra M&Ms.
My first bite pissed me off! I guess “Extra M&M’s” means crush the
regular “dose” of M&Ms to make it look like more!
Right when I thought I had the ability to turn
my day, and my attitude around, I got more pissed off. I just had to rectify the situation.
To make a long story short, I got the extra scoop of
non-crushed M&Ms.
And in the process I award the inaugural “Ass Hat of the Week”
to the DQ window guy.
I wish you could wear your ass hat with pride!
Campy Out!
CRS (Can't Remember "Stuff")
(Clipped from my email response... )
I forgot what the hell I turned my PC on for....
Porn???
(Nah! Saving the Viagra for real world use. At $20 each....)
Email????
(Could be, although probably not.)
Facebook???
(Getting really sick of people posting other people's crap.)
Words with Friends???
(Don't want to put up with the self-speak of not being able to form anything longer than 4 letter words.)
Twitter???
(Killed that account months ago.)
Weather???
(Nope. Bright, breezy and sunny outside now.)
News???
(I don't give a care about the Election BS, Olympics BS, Syrian BS, or even the local crap...)
Blogs???
(To nice out for that...)
Parkinson's info???
(Nope, still got it and really don't care anymore... When someone finds a cure, email me... I'll be sailing.)
Can't really say why I turned it on.
Guess I'll check to see how much is left in the check book and go buy a tool, or go sailing instead.
Screw it!
I'm going sailing by myself!!! It's much cheaper, and I like the company!
Roger out!
I forgot what the hell I turned my PC on for....
Porn???
(Nah! Saving the Viagra for real world use. At $20 each....)
Email????
(Could be, although probably not.)
Facebook???
(Getting really sick of people posting other people's crap.)
Words with Friends???
(Don't want to put up with the self-speak of not being able to form anything longer than 4 letter words.)
Twitter???
(Killed that account months ago.)
Weather???
(Nope. Bright, breezy and sunny outside now.)
News???
(I don't give a care about the Election BS, Olympics BS, Syrian BS, or even the local crap...)
Blogs???
(To nice out for that...)
Parkinson's info???
(Nope, still got it and really don't care anymore... When someone finds a cure, email me... I'll be sailing.)
Can't really say why I turned it on.
Guess I'll check to see how much is left in the check book and go buy a tool, or go sailing instead.
Screw it!
I'm going sailing by myself!!! It's much cheaper, and I like the company!
Roger out!
Friday, July 20, 2012
I'm just plain old sick of everything... today!!!
I'm sick of hearing about the politician's running for President. I'm sick of Walmart. I'm sick of exercising. I'm sick of Parkinson's. I'm sick of the Russia, China, The Middle East, Greece, Italy, France, and Spain. I'm sick of Cannabis not being legal. I'm sick religion! I'm sick of Whale killings! I'm sick of not being able to type. I'm sick of not being able to go sailing by myself anymore. I'm sick of my service dog. I'm sick of being retired. I'm sick of being tired. I'm really sick of Dysautonomia, AND I'm really really sick of Global Warming!
As a matter of fact....
I'd like to chain myself to an ice berg in an effort to be one of the first, if not the first, "Ice Berg Hugger." I know this will end up as a futile (Icebergs melt Blondy) attempt that will no doubt be missed by all the networks, and I'm sure to be defeated in that while making the jolly good effort of holding onto my dwindling patch of now slowly melting, pure innocence, and frozen goodness, my little "manly outboard" would most definitely suffer a "wet freeze", not unlike the "trench foot" identified in WWI.
However the more terrible thing would be that from the moment I chained myself to the ice berg... I would constantly "dream fly" to Hawaii. Warm myself in the Tropical heat, just enough to re-appreciate my air conditioned hotel, as I eat Chilean Sea Bass, King Crab Legs, and Veal Cutlets...
I'm just so sick of everything.... today...
Campy Out!
As a matter of fact....
I'd like to chain myself to an ice berg in an effort to be one of the first, if not the first, "Ice Berg Hugger." I know this will end up as a futile (Icebergs melt Blondy) attempt that will no doubt be missed by all the networks, and I'm sure to be defeated in that while making the jolly good effort of holding onto my dwindling patch of now slowly melting, pure innocence, and frozen goodness, my little "manly outboard" would most definitely suffer a "wet freeze", not unlike the "trench foot" identified in WWI.
However the more terrible thing would be that from the moment I chained myself to the ice berg... I would constantly "dream fly" to Hawaii. Warm myself in the Tropical heat, just enough to re-appreciate my air conditioned hotel, as I eat Chilean Sea Bass, King Crab Legs, and Veal Cutlets...
I'm just so sick of everything.... today...
Campy Out!
Tuesday, July 3, 2012
Latest Peace Pipe, Made for Kelsi
It has been a while since I last wrote to my blog. Hopefully over the next few weeks I'll post more regularly.
Here are a few pictures of the latest pipe that I fabricated over the past two weeks. It is had made out of old growth cedar (stem), old growth maple (bowl), leather swatch and strips, turkey and sea gull feathers, metal thread. When I make a pipe, I meditate while creating the item in an attempt to instill a purpose, an intention, in order to direct or aim the mind toward a particular need.
As my daughter Kelsi leaves for Japan, I wanted her to have a something special that she could have and display, if she wishes, in her apartment that could help her "return home" if she needed to.
The pipe doesn't doesn't need to be smoked in order for it to be affective. The bowl and the stem are kept apart when not in use. The bowl or female energy is paired with the stem or male energy when the pipe is used in a ceremony invoking the four directions of the compass, downward for Mother Earth, upward for the Great Spirit, and finally with open arms invoking every one, including the pipe holder, physically present on earth and in Spirit.
The pipe contents, usually Mishma and Tobacco, when lit, inhaled, and exhaled is representative of the actual prayer and how it rises to the heavens, Spirit, and all those invited energies that are needed and used to help the user through the particular need or request.
The pipe doesn't need to be smoked in order for it to be useful. The pipe can be a vehicle for prayer or meditation if held when the bowl and stem are mated.
Enjoy the pictures. Feel free to email me at rogercampy@gmail.com. Peace to you!
Campy Out!
Here are a few pictures of the latest pipe that I fabricated over the past two weeks. It is had made out of old growth cedar (stem), old growth maple (bowl), leather swatch and strips, turkey and sea gull feathers, metal thread. When I make a pipe, I meditate while creating the item in an attempt to instill a purpose, an intention, in order to direct or aim the mind toward a particular need.
As my daughter Kelsi leaves for Japan, I wanted her to have a something special that she could have and display, if she wishes, in her apartment that could help her "return home" if she needed to.
The pipe doesn't doesn't need to be smoked in order for it to be affective. The bowl and the stem are kept apart when not in use. The bowl or female energy is paired with the stem or male energy when the pipe is used in a ceremony invoking the four directions of the compass, downward for Mother Earth, upward for the Great Spirit, and finally with open arms invoking every one, including the pipe holder, physically present on earth and in Spirit.
The pipe contents, usually Mishma and Tobacco, when lit, inhaled, and exhaled is representative of the actual prayer and how it rises to the heavens, Spirit, and all those invited energies that are needed and used to help the user through the particular need or request.
The pipe doesn't need to be smoked in order for it to be useful. The pipe can be a vehicle for prayer or meditation if held when the bowl and stem are mated.
Enjoy the pictures. Feel free to email me at rogercampy@gmail.com. Peace to you!
| Kelsi's Peace Pipe |
Campy Out!
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