A Post From Springfield, Missouri
When I left Helena, I had no idea I would be stopping for the night in Springfield, Missouri. I had thought I was going to New Mexico to attend a Navajo ceremony, which I did, but it wasn't the ceremony we had so looked forward to. Instead the ceremony we attended was Leon Secatero's funeral. Leon died on Sunday September, 28th of systemic failure. It was unexpected to everyone but Leon. In retrospect many of us were able to see that his last circuit journey of North America, which Leon did this summer beginning in Helena, was the last such trip Leon knew he would make. And so he taught like it was his last journey, and he taught all of us something profound and yet different at every stop he made.
In Leon's own words, his journey was one of planting seeds-seeds of thought, and spiritual teachings, and world views. All of us seeds came together at his funeral, mostly unknown to each other, but all connected by his spirit and his truth.
Some of us seeds arrived before Leon died, and we have made incredible connections with each other. People who had previously made profound connections and been given key insights into Leon's teachings arrived early enough to spend the last three nights of Leon's life in deep conversation and camaraderie. For some of those people, there was certain knowledge that no matter what it took, they had to be in New Mexico before the planned ceremony
Although I personally arrived the day Leon got sick, and so was not part of those conversations, some of my friends were part of those conversations and so was a native elder they had previously met. This man, who traveled the world with Leon and is a gifted spiritual teacher himself, is why I am currently in Springfield, Missouri. We are going to his home to soak up his knowledge and he ours.
We are privileged and honored to be able to do so. But we also know we have left the core group of seeds back in New Mexico, and these seeds are Leon's children. They and they alone know who Leon really was and what Leon's visions were about. There is no question that Leon spent a great deal of time with other groups, but it is his immediate family who have the mission of continuing with his legacy. It is they who speak for that legacy. There is no doubt about that, period.
As I write this from a motel in Springfield, I know with certitude that my life has taken a real turn. I will write more about this when I return from this second unexpected journey. In the meantime I wish to once again thank Carl for his efforts with this blog and underline the fact that Carl's insights on prayer, especially the prayer of the Master, is exactly what Leon taught about the efficacy of prayer. Don't plead, pray in gratitude for the answer you know God will give you, trusting that the answer may very well be beyond your capacity to conceive.
Until the next motel with Wi Fi. Colleen