<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[RSS Feed]]></title><description><![CDATA[RSS Feed]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com</link><image><url>http://direct.ecency.com/logo512.png</url><title>RSS Feed</title><link>http://direct.ecency.com</link></image><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Fri, 10 Apr 2026 18:31:23 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="http://direct.ecency.com/@oshabearart/rss" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[UnDressed to the Core]]></title><description><![CDATA[Alone in an empty room The rage filled up the space Tears flowed down her face Alone in an empty room She felt she could use some grace She wanted to become Stop running an ongoing race. Undressed down]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@oshabearart/undressed-to-the-core</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@oshabearart/undressed-to-the-core</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[oshabearart]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 22 May 2018 03:02:15 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Quantum Time Portals]]></title><description><![CDATA[This poem is a departure from my usual work I find it interesting as a stream of thoughts that speak to a lot of memories from my life. Quantum Time Portals Blushing Red Raspberries Laughter Expands the]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@oshabearart/quantum-time-portals</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@oshabearart/quantum-time-portals</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[oshabearart]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 01 May 2018 18:39:48 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Sink Dripping]]></title><description><![CDATA[I wrote this while sitting somewhere that every sound was available to me as there was no traffic noise or other city sounds to distract from the world around me although the sink became the most noticeable]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@oshabearart/sink-dripping</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@oshabearart/sink-dripping</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[oshabearart]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 30 Apr 2018 18:32:33 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Sleeping Trees]]></title><description><![CDATA[This is a short poem I wrote watching the trees while hiking near Nederland a couple weeks ago. Sleeping Trees Paper clinging loosely Barking rooted memories Climbing forgotten entanglements Firmly Wavering]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@oshabearart/sleeping-trees</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@oshabearart/sleeping-trees</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[oshabearart]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 30 Apr 2018 18:17:30 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Cripple Creek and Victor Gold]]></title><description><![CDATA[I wrote this poem after a visit to the Gold mine outside of Victor, Colorado I was extremely impacted by the land use taking place at this mine. I reference Andrea Menard's Song Silent No More as it spoke]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@oshabearart/cripple-creek-and-victor-gold</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@oshabearart/cripple-creek-and-victor-gold</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[oshabearart]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 25 Apr 2018 23:42:51 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Sitting Rock and The Log Cabin]]></title><description><![CDATA[Sitting Rock and The Log Cabin The darkness of the hallway leading to “The Log Cabin” was abruptly interrupted by the flapping of door of the well lit army tent leading to a barrel wood stove. A enlighted]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/regenerative/@oshabearart/sitting-rock-and-the-log-cabin</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/regenerative/@oshabearart/sitting-rock-and-the-log-cabin</guid><category><![CDATA[regenerative]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[oshabearart]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 03 Apr 2018 18:13:18 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Searching For A Home]]></title><description><![CDATA[So I am searching for the next chapter of my life with abundance in my heart. I have really struggled to accept that I am a blessed Water Protecting sister with the strength and courage to light the fires]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/homelessness/@oshabearart/searching-for-a-home</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/homelessness/@oshabearart/searching-for-a-home</guid><category><![CDATA[homelessness]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[oshabearart]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 20 Mar 2018 01:46:09 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[HELP my non nerdy ways with  photo uploads]]></title><description><![CDATA[Okay I love steemit and I love to write and post on here I also am not enjoying the fact that I can't figure out for the life of me how to upload a photo to my page that tells you just a wee bit more about]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/technology/@oshabearart/help-my-non-nerdy-ways-with-photo-uploads</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/technology/@oshabearart/help-my-non-nerdy-ways-with-photo-uploads</guid><category><![CDATA[technology]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[oshabearart]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 14 Mar 2018 00:15:33 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[A Sacred Request]]></title><description><![CDATA[This is an older poem of mine and I thought I would break it out of the shadows and share it with you. I reference WWII images because this is the time in which our food production became extremely industrial.]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/food/@oshabearart/a-sacred-request</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/food/@oshabearart/a-sacred-request</guid><category><![CDATA[food]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[oshabearart]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 09 Mar 2018 20:19:06 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[A day at Black Mesa Stepping Back in time]]></title><description><![CDATA[Recently I spent a week in an incredible place far from the convenience of the modern world. In a amazing place called Black Mesa located in The Navajo Nation. This experience taught me a lot about myself]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/environment/@oshabearart/a-day-at-black-mesa-stepping-back-in-time</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/environment/@oshabearart/a-day-at-black-mesa-stepping-back-in-time</guid><category><![CDATA[environment]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[oshabearart]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 01 Mar 2018 02:50:33 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Wisdom of Generations]]></title><description><![CDATA[This is a poem that I wrote after a profoundly beautiful experience during the cacao ceremony at Unify in New Mexico last September. I Carry this vision forward to hold dear this beautiful grandmother]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/earth/@oshabearart/the-wisdom-of-generations</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/earth/@oshabearart/the-wisdom-of-generations</guid><category><![CDATA[earth]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[oshabearart]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 20 Feb 2018 23:15:15 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[A brief post for Colorado Tribe]]></title><description><![CDATA[This is a promotional post in a profound sense. These steemit members are the finest examples of movers and shakers in the movement towards a better way of living in harmony with the Earth and with each]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/colorado/@oshabearart/a-brief-post-for-colorado-tribe</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/colorado/@oshabearart/a-brief-post-for-colorado-tribe</guid><category><![CDATA[colorado]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[oshabearart]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sat, 27 Jan 2018 01:04:09 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Introduce yoursef]]></title><description><![CDATA[Hello steemit community, I am a multi-media artist and activist for the Earth which I believe is a community effort. I have called myself The Fooled by Time Water Protector due to the series of events]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/introduceyourself/@oshabearart/introduce-yoursef</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/introduceyourself/@oshabearart/introduce-yoursef</guid><category><![CDATA[introduceyourself]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[oshabearart]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sun, 21 Jan 2018 07:00:54 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[From Cannonball to Joshua Tree]]></title><description><![CDATA[A poem I wrote about the experience of feeling called to Standing Rock. From the Cannonball River to Joshua Tree A Prayer came across the wind It Whispered It Talked It Called It Whipped the Wind It SCREAMED]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@oshabearart/from-cannonball-to-joshua-tree</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@oshabearart/from-cannonball-to-joshua-tree</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[oshabearart]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sat, 20 Jan 2018 03:17:00 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Love Consciousness]]></title><description><![CDATA[This poem was inspired by Amber Lily's words at an Action Day in Boulder, CO on January 1,2018 I vibrate at a conscious frequency Tuned into the universe I send out ripples of love As a water drop I am]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@oshabearart/love-consciousness</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@oshabearart/love-consciousness</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[oshabearart]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 19 Jan 2018 21:53:15 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[A Day with the Blackened Land Angels]]></title><description><![CDATA[Dandelion felt antsy waiting for the train. Her life was in a whirlwind as a singer, she always choose to travel by train. Her clothing style was a mix of classy and mountain ruggedness, and her dusky]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/art/@oshabearart/a-day-with-the-blackened-land-angels</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/art/@oshabearart/a-day-with-the-blackened-land-angels</guid><category><![CDATA[art]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[oshabearart]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 12 Jan 2018 21:48:18 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Living From Grandmother's Land ( A short story)]]></title><description><![CDATA[The characters of this story are two sisters and a husband and a dog whose name is Raw Milk( Bainne Awh) in Gaelic Mato Ska means White Bear in Lakota. This is a morning on the farm that the family shares.]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@oshabearart/living-from-grandmother-s-land-a-short-story</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@oshabearart/living-from-grandmother-s-land-a-short-story</guid><category><![CDATA[fiction]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[oshabearart]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 03 Jan 2018 22:39:39 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[A HitchHiking Journey To White Clay Justice Camp]]></title><description><![CDATA[The universe called me to the remote isolation of White Clay Justice Camp to be of service to Camp for the healing process that is needed in the wake of traumas that have occurred in the 2 mile stretch]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/activist/@oshabearart/a-hitchhiking-journey-to-white-clay-justice-camp</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/activist/@oshabearart/a-hitchhiking-journey-to-white-clay-justice-camp</guid><category><![CDATA[activist]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[oshabearart]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 18 Dec 2017 23:38:00 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Ways to Escape Oppression and Greed]]></title><description><![CDATA[Oppression and Greed Its Not For US Dig in the Soil Plant a Seed Escape Oppression and Greed. Drink Clean Water Walk In The Wild No Time To Waste NO TIME TO WASTE Escape Oppression and Greed Its Not For]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@oshabearart/ways-to-escape-oppression-and-greed</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@oshabearart/ways-to-escape-oppression-and-greed</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[oshabearart]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sun, 10 Dec 2017 21:06:36 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[A poem for Oceti]]></title><description><![CDATA[This poem was written about experiencing the winter in North Dakota at Standing Rock Alive and vibrant composed voices echo through the wind with a prayer so strong The whole of the Earth can feel it Mni]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@oshabearart/a-poem-for-oceti</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@oshabearart/a-poem-for-oceti</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[oshabearart]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 20 Oct 2017 17:04:36 GMT</pubDate></item></channel></rss>