Heartmending
An Interview with Joanna Harcourt-Smith
In this week’s episode Joanna Harcourt-Smith is invited to speak at an IndigenousWays virtual event.
IndigenousWays is an indigenous women-led nonprofit based in Northern New Mexico, co-founded by Tash Terry and Elena Higgins. “IndigenousWays promotes living in balance for diverse communities through music, arts, outreach and events. Our vision is to reach Indigenous and LGBTQIA2+ communities through outreach with music, the arts, and indigenous wisdom that creates and enhances survival and sustainability. Our values are expressed in the Diné (Navajo) concept, “Hozho”, which means the Beauty Way of Life.”
“I Can’t Sit Still”, original music by Evarusnik
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Love you! You, Future Primitives, your honesty, beauty, joy and fearlessness ignite my world. Holding your heart Joanna! Love Lee ❤️😍 🌎
My story had so many parallels. My surrender came after a molar trauma and 30 years of active addiction I was thirty when I sailed from Fort Lauder dale to San Juan with my Father and his wife Alice.They were heading for retirement.I was beginning the journey of a lifetime.Their alcohol use gave me the negative example that seared the deal.Ten days in doldrums and I had every faith that my Higher Power did not bring me to surender in order to pass while at sea.My story was going to be told.Sharks circling the “Morning Song”, I said they would be good eating.Dad says hr is probabley thinking the same as you.I only had to look at my Basic Text to restore my faith that things will be fine.I am approaching 60 years belly button years.My wife returned from having been trafficked and we live in a marsh with pine trees on the eastern shore of the Nanticoke area.She is a blackfoot princess from Sicily and I am Irish/Acadian from Boston.My fathers father was born of the first woman captain for the S and P pours Spice Company Andrew Young passed in the Yucatan peninsula and his Metis wife Captained the vessel back to port in Boston.Papa would say ,Throw a bucket of water against the house so I can get some sleep.Today we have our youngest two at home with us Alex age 13, channels spirits at night like her mother non binary and a promise of good seamanship and Albert Marin a twin survivor at 10 lbs 2 ounces and transverse.Our eldest son is visiting from Ca. a UC Riverside student of theater is a F to M trans and very sportive of Alex reminding us of proper proboscis usage for Alex.Tim is in the Mojave desert area of Ca.He is on his way to living a better life.I know that it is a process that time as Bob Dylan states in his albulm title,takes time.I strive not to repeat the past mistakes of humanity.Kindness and Generousity are learned skills.Taking time to pay attention to each other and Nature are suprt lessons.Joanna you write your future.The gift of desperation helped me find this clean living.Letting people know what is happening is huge.Danielle had a brain tumor. She went into remission.She stopped getting hit on her head.Now we wait for blood results and press on.Active listening is a concept introduced from parenting class from during our separation.one thing that was most important and conveyed from my sister is to never speak negativity about the other parent in a separation.We are happily divorced and cohabited as ,I can not live without her.I suppose this is not an appropriate place for my story though I am not sure .
Joanna, love to You always in all Your days.
Thank You for the honor of recieving Your heart sharing messages.
I can hear and feel how genuine You are giving of Yourself. Rare in these times more and more. I have loved Your authenticity for the past 2 yrs. I was deeply touched tonight. Your sharing gifted my heart. May You be showered with joy of love. Sending You a warm great big medicine bear hug. Xoxo
Joanna, love to You always in all Your days.
Thank You for the honor of recieving Your heart sharing messages.
I have loved Your authenticity for the past 2 yrs. I was deeply touched tonight. Your sharing gifted my heart. May You be showered with joy of love. Sending You a warm great big medicine bear hug. Xoxo
Isn’t extraordinary that hearts of stone can actually mend? I used to love words as a form of expression but it seems they leave me lacking these days, especially in conveying at this moment just how grateful I am for having come across your story, heartmender, and future primitive. I want you to live, Joanna.