Curt MedicineEagle's Legacy Book

Greeting friends and fellow seekers of life's deeper meaning,

I have lived a lifetime searching for meaning and sharing my discovery. Fifty years in now at the age of 73 I have a message to humanity. My Creator has requested that I share this message with the largest audience possible. I told Him that I'm very busy offering the teachings and good news that He has passed on to me. I suggested that he fund a book writing project so that I can take some time from my busy schedule to write a book. Within 7 days a client wrote me a check for $5000. Since then a book writing fundraiser has been Our plan to reach a larger audience. Family, friends, clients and individuals that know me well have long insisted that I write this book and share my wisdom. I have recently attended a book writing retreat and from this retreat, I wrote an essay. Please take time and read this essay. It is a sample of my book's content. I'm sure you will enjoy it. The support for Curt Medicine Eagle's Legacy Book will be meaningful and life-changing for those who experience its stories and teachings.

In gratitude and Love,

Curt MedicineEagle

Here is the essay.

Greetings: I am Curt MedicineEagle

From Cottonwood, Arizona

To those who are seekers of deeper meaning.

My search for meaning has brought me great joy. You too can experience this joy. I have spent the last fifty years of my life seeking meaning. Along the way, I have discovered this is a journey, not a destination. What then makes the journey more meaningful?

On a Saturday in 1955 tragedy struck our lives. I was five years old at the time, playing alone in the barnyard. It was a perfect day; the way farm life made me feel connected to the earth and Nature. My oldest brother Andy was 12 and working in the tool shed nearby. Every month a fuel truck came to our farm to fill our farm tank that supplied fuel for our tractors and farm machinery. Breaking the silence of my innocent play was my mother’s scream. Only 30 yards away, I ran to the scene. My three-year-old sister Patty was playing in the dirt behind the rear wheels of the truck. The driver accidentally backed over her. I was in shock watching Patty’s blood flow from her body into my mother’s arms. An ambulance was called. Patty died on the way to the hospital.

​Patty was a bright shining light in the world. Her blond wavey hair made her seem even brighter. She had a way about her that lifted the spirit of everyone around her. Today when we talk about Patty someone recalls the joyful song that she sang as she skipped to the tune.

Oh, let the sunshine in.

Face it with a grin.

Smilers never lose.

Frowners never win.

Oh, let the sunshine in.

Face it with a grin.

Open up your heart and

Let the sunshine in.

​Being uneducated, Mom and Dad did not have the psychological and emotional skills to deal with Patty’s death. Parents with a lot more life skills than Mom and Dad have faltered in the face of such tragedy. Our strong, hardworking, loving parents began to buckle under the stress. I remember during this time my baby sister Sharon rolling off of my parent’s bed. They argued all day blaming each other. Early the next day I heard my mother tell my older siblings that she and Dad may not be together much longer. My heart sank.

​That same summer a tornado came and destroyed every building on our farm except our house. The barn. The tool shed. The Granary. The outhouse. They were all lost. Miraculously, we didn’t lose a single farm animal and none of us were harmed.

​The tornado was the straw that broke the camel’s back. Our livelihood was destroyed. My older siblings Andy, Chuck, Ernie and I did our best to support Dad to keep what was left of the farm going. We milked the cows, fed the hogs and chickens and looked after the crops. We grew up fast. The farm never made it through another harvest.

​Depressed and broken our family moved to my great-grandmother’s farm near Fairfield, Iowa. Her name was Mary Rowland and she was 75 at the time. A first-generation European homesteader she was a beacon of strength and endurance. She offered my parents a home on one of her acreages until Mom and Dad got back on their feet. She was the kindest and most generous person I have ever known.

​Depressed and lost my mother started her search for meaning to soothe the painful loss of Patty. Her search led her to Calvary Baptist Church in Fairfield. Iowa. She began to live a purposeful life. She found joy. I remember sitting in the congregation one Sunday morning at this young impressionable age with my mother and four of my siblings. An inner longing stirred in me as reverend Van Dyne our minister spoke of Jesus the Son of God and God’s path to salvation through him. Reverend Van Dyne was a humble simple man. His message moved me that Sunday morning. At the closing of the service, Reverend Van Dyne allowed the congregation to give up their burdens and give their life to Jesus. Only at that moment did I realize the weight I was carrying with Patty’s passing. My mom and dad’s pain and all the farm chores welled up in me. Walking down the aisle I just let it all go and gave my life to Jesus. My search for meaning had begun.

​We went to Church every Sunday morning and evening as well as Wednesday night prayer service. By the time I was eight years old, I was dedicated to the ministry. I became so well-versed in the Old and New Testament texts and teachings that I was often asked to speak at different services. I was consumed by the magic and mystery in the life of Jesus, the Son of God the foundation of the Christian faith. I was all in.

​The story of the rich man is perhaps the most potent story relating to humanity’s quest for meaning. I’m paraphrasing the story to add depth and richness to the content.

​There is this rich man that is following Jesus around for several days. Most likely his wealth came from his trade as a tradesman. He had many servants, camels, horses and more. He was very well dressed in camel skin leather. As he follows Jesus around from a distance, he notices how his disciples love him and serve him. People light up everywhere he goes. They experience overwhelming joy and peace. Lepers become healed, the blind sees, and demons are cast from people’s lives. They experience deeper meaning.

​Finally, this rich man gets the courage to invite Jesus to his camp via messenger. As Jesus arrived in his camp, he was slow to speak. Finally, he says, “How can I help you?” The rich man says, ‘I’ve been following you for days, observing how you heal people, how people’s lives are touched everywhere you go and how your disciples serve you with humility and love. I want some of that. What do I have to do to experience some of this peace and joy in my own life? Jesus doesn’t respond right away. He looks over the camp and the neighboring community. Then finally he says, “See that homeless man over there? If you gave him your camel skin coat, he would be warm for tonight. See the homeless family just down the street? If you gave them just one of your camels, they would be able to make a living and have a place to live. Looking over his camp one more time, Jesus sighs, there is a silent pause. “Oh hell, give it all away and you can follow me.” The rich man is very confused scratching his head he walks away. Jesus, speaking to the audience that followed him to the camp says “It’s easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle than a rich man to enter the kingdom of heaven.”

​Now the congregation at Calvary Baptist Church was very poor. Reverend Van Dyne told this message at least once a year so we could feel good about being poor. I could use a four-letter word about feeling good about being poor. There is no way Jesus was expressing the virtues of poverty. For one thing, the Eye of the Needle is an arch or window rock located in the Saharan desert at the end of a long camel caravan route. Even a camel can hardly make that journey for lack of water. He uses this metaphor to demonstrate it's difficult but not impossible for a rich man to enter the kingdom.

​No longer a child, I have discovered many great teachers along with Jesus have influenced our culture. Non-attachment is an old theme. Buddhism, Hinduism and Daoism traditions all speak about detachment. That doesn’t imply that we can’t enjoy an abundant life. Let’s get real here. If you get this your life could change forever.

​We spend our whole life focusing on acquiring possessions or belongings and physical security including nice homes, a sizeable 401k, a beautiful spouse and two or three children. The American dream, right? As we mature, age and acquire these belongings we lose our sense of belonging. That’s right. We replace our sense of belonging with a fierce grip on our belongings. Yet, we can lose it all in a single breath. Burdens manifest as we think we can control the collateral damage of losing what we have worked our whole life to acquire.

​As we lose control, we become fear driven. Stress, disease, aging, greed, pain, and internal and external suffering are the by-product. This imbalance is personal and planetary. This is not sustainable.

​The solution is to let go of the illusion of control by learning to trust your Higher Power. Call it God, Energy, Science, Source, Higher Self, Creator and Creation, or Father-Mother God. Whatever you call it, it is the All-Powerful, All Science, an Eternally Present creative Force in the universe. It is part of everything. But most importantly it is personalized in you as your Soul, your Inheritance. We are all a part of something so special.

​As humans we are vulnerable, we can experience tragic loss as I lost my sister. We can lose our 401k in a single stock market crash. Can we control how safe our children are as they leave for school in the morning, traffic on the freeway, global contagion, global warming, the conflict in Ukraine and more? Of course, we can’t. We live our whole lives trying to control our vulnerability. Jesus and other great beings demonstrated some practical magic through their demonstration of how to let go of the illusion of control.

​It’s not rocket science. Just let go of the toxic waste of your fear and burdens by trusting the Higher Power within you to shield you from your vulnerability throughout your life experiences.

​ As you live more and more burden free you can experience every human’s birthright to LIVE, LOVE, PROSPER AND SHARE.

Blessings to those who journey for deeper meaning and to those who have not yet discovered that path. Know that you are loved.

On this 21st day of April 2023.