Drumming for Shamanic Journey (20 minutes). This recording was made next to a small waterfall during sunset on a new moon cycle in July. In the back ground you will hear cardinal and chickadee as well. (note: The recording begins with water and birds. The recording sounds best with earphones or a good speaker) Listen to …
My name is Kedar Brown. I was born in Savannah, Georgia on February 21st 1960. During the first seven years of my life, I grew up just over the bridge from the small town of Thunderbolt on Wilmington Island. My back yard; “the bluff” we called it as kids or rather my mother did when …
This interview is part of the Embracing Radical Change 2018 Global Transformation Event! Are you an agent of Radical Change? Do you know you are meant to make a BIG impact and help to shift the trajectory of our human presence on our planet? Are you ready to break free from the illusions, false ethics, …
Remembering the Truth of Who We Are” An Online Global Event recorded live February 2018 https://youtu.be/Lvz0gWvKdQQ
Recorded live from a webinar for people interested in participating in the upcoming training program: Training and Initiation in the Ceremonial Art of Guiding Wilderness Rites of Passage. https://youtu.be/eJOPx582ncM
An introduction to the Rites of Passage program: Training and Initiation in the Ceremonial Art of Guiding Wilderness Rites of Passage with Kedar S. Brown. https://youtu.be/JSL7h7oSAlw
The Vision Quest Ceremony has been used across cultures under various names for thousands of years to mark thresholds in life and help usher us into the new life stations and responsibilities.
The Calling rises up from within. It will take form in your life either consciously and intentionally or unconsciously and unintentionally. If you ignore it, it will keep retuning until you heed the call. Kedar S. Brown of Rites of Passage Council describes how people tend to find their way to the Vision Quest Ceremony. …
Sitting with stone, Earth and oak A canopy of birch Above moss covered hallowed ground A familiar scent Sage burning Smoke spiraling across my face A mysterious rope Weathered and lichen covered Hanging from the out stretched arm of an ancient oak Seven feet from where I sit Just seven feet… …
There is a place in the heart of a man like that in the heart of a Lion. Hunting, stalking scanning over open field… water and rock That which he is searching for is also searching for him. Years pass… and the passion and the single focused determination hold him to the hunt. …