Sometimes we just cannot see…. we can’t see an answer, we can’t see a purpose, we can’t see our dream, and we question and wonder why. So many times we over think and we don’t realize we just have to get out-of-the-way.
For two years, while trying to get Sacajawea produced in LA, I came to realize I was actually there for a different reason. It was painful and lonely… it was life-changing.
“Awakening” is a compilation of thoughts and wonderings. Some of these words came to me as I slept… usually I was awakened around 3 AM. There was always a Sacajawea script laying on my bed; I wrote the words on the backs of the pages. This happened night after night.
What I came to remember through it all, is that life is not what we think in our minds… and that we are reverently and wonderfully made. 💖🥰❤
“The essence and words of this book came from Nature, from walking a path, from listening, from the sun and moon, the wind and waves, the clouds and birds, the shifting sand and rocky soil – the light and the dark.”
This is the first in a book series called, Embrace the World with Love Words, and the World will be Changed. AWAKENING
A couple of years ago, the Sacajawea production team had the most amazing experience along the Oregon coast. We went to film a teaser reel for Sacajawea, but it happened to be a complete snowstorm all up and down the coast – from California to Canada!
There was a moment of wondering what we should do… And then we got an answer from a cloud formation in the sky… Hands reaching with an angelic image reaching back. We knew we just had to have faith.
As happened, we proceeded onward and our faith was truly honored. The day was amazing with enormous waves, a bank of storm clouds all around us, and sunshine right above. There was a hole in the clouds assuring us that the blue sky was still there. It was an incredible lesson in perseverance.
Here is our original teaser reel, though we will be expanding it and making it even better. And, here are pictures of the clouds that called us to stay. See the photos from the books, “The Path” (Sacajawea collectible book series) and “Awakening,” the first book in a series of writings from this journey.
Always walk with confidence toward your dream, because you have the power of the Universe at your back when you believe it!
If there’s one thing I’ve learned on Sacajawea’s illuminating and sometimes crazy path, it’s that our greatest purpose may not be what we think. Many times, when I thought I knew something… it turned out in a completely different way. And, there was always something to be learned about my dream, about my Calling…
One day, about 7 years ago, the words of scripture suddenly became real to me. It was when I was reading 1 Corin 2:14. I had read it many times before in my life, but this one time it was like a bright light switched on in the Universe! It was so relevant to my heart’s longing. The words that were given that day were: “…Spiritual things cannot be discerned in the mind.”
This explained so very much to me about our world, about getting out-of-the-way, and about the journey I was walking. It explained the transparent, and mystical truth around belief and faith.
I’ve said it before, and I will say it here again – we do not know everything, but indeed, everything is known. We just have to keep walking in truth, belief and faith. Then, our every need, our every crossroad, our every question will be answered and made known to us through spirit.
It is a lifetime process, and no one achieves it all the time, but when we understand that our mind is not where we “SEE,” then we have acknowledged a higher power at work within us.
God is Spirit IN us. In Spirit and in Truth.
Pictures of my quest from the shores of the Pacific Ocean, to the great mountains, the National Parks, and other magnificent locations – with some of the people who believe (and there are so many more!). Thank you, everyone, I cherish you.
Photo: Jane returned to Fort Rock in 2015 with the completed Sacajawea script, to close the circle and fulfill her promise.
January 28, 2016 — Screenwriter, Jane L. Fitzpatrick, always believed in her heart she should write this story. Her life has been filled with “connections” leading her closer to its creation. Growing up in the Pacific Northwest gave her a natural backdrop and understanding of the environment, the rapid rivers, and ominous mountains.
Jane was born along the Lewis and Clark trail in Richland, Washington. Her parents named her Janie, not knowing it was the very name Clark gave to Sacajawea because he couldn’t pronounce her name. As a child, Jane’s family had close friends related to a member of the Lewis and Clark expedition, Sergeant William Bratton.
During Jane’s middle school and teenage years, she lived in Portland, Oregon, and spent many weekends at the beach where the Corps built their salt works. Jane’s early high school friends were Cliff Lewis, John Clark and Jayne Scott (another Jane) and she had several co-workers along the way who were related to Sacajawea’s husband, Charbonneau. There were many other connections, but these stood out in her life.
As an adult, in 1987, Jane and her family relocated back to the Pacific Northwest and their car broke down in Bozeman, MT. Being adventurers themselves, the family chose to stay in the beautiful Montana town for three years. Little did Jane know she was about to be introduced to Sacajawea. Drawn to the very place the 12-year-old girl was taken from her people, Three Forks, MT at the headwaters of the Missouri River, Jane sat alone on Fort Rock watching the eagles soar above her. That day, May 20, 1989, she was touched by the spirit of the Windcatcher and knew she had to write the story.
After attempting to write it as a children’s book, Jane realized it wasn’t a children’s story. For years, the tale stirred in her heart until 2003, when her daughter, Jerah, a film student, encouraged her to write it as a screenplay. Jane had never written a screenplay, but after four years of writing, re-writing, researching and trying different beginnings and endings, developing characters and dialogue, the script came to life. Through Jane’s creative blend of history and heart and her tenacious passion, we can all know this very special icon of the west.
In Jane’s words, “Sacajawea, The Windcatcher, is not watered down, or sensationalized — it is not a fairytale. It tells the story of this woman with all its joy and pain. It is captivating and it is inspiring. Who was this brave woman who carried a child on her back across this treacherous land, and how does she stand the test of time to remain one of the most respected women in American history? It is finally time for Sacajawea to have a voice, yes, to share her story in an epic feature film.”
In 2012, I wrote this blog on my website. It seems an eternity ago, and so much has happened in the interim. In 2012, it had been 9 years since I started writing the screenplay, Sacajawea, The Windcatcher, from a manuscript I began in 1989…
Yes, 31 years ago, I sat on Fort Rock in Three Forks, MT, watching the eagles fly above me, knowing in my soul I was here to write Sacajawea’s story.
“April 3, 2012 — What makes us happy? From childhood we’ve been aware of things that give us joy. Oh, the specifics change over the years, but one constant is the feeling we get when we do what we love.
Life isn’t easy. It holds many challenges and sometimes a lot of pain. At times, it’s easier to align ourselves with the sorrow, especially when it shows its face daily. Friends come and go, families get misunderstood and circumstances can be devastating. When we’re down and out, what will bring us home? Home to the warm smiles, the big embraces, the cozy backdrop of a crackling fire…
‘It is essential to our well-being, and to our lives, that we play and enjoy life. Every single day do something that makes your heart sing.’ ~ Marcia Wieder
Wouldn’t it be amazing if every day our hearts could sing, despite what’s happening around us?
I will soon be stepping into the last third of my life. I have experienced motherhood, grand-motherhood and I was fortunate enough, even after great heartache, to find the love of my life. But, over the last nine years – oh, my, what a difficult nine years – I have been trying to achieve my “heart’s” desire. Writing, creating, pitching, imagining, pitching, visioning, creating, writing, writing…
What is my heart’s song? To be a writer – to share the stories of people from history, and capture the essence and purpose of their lives.
This blog is a place where my heart will sing. It has not been easy getting here – in fact, it’s been down right hard. But, nevertheless, here I am writing you on this day, April 3, 2012. I am so excited about where this path will lead, and I know in my heart this is what I must do.”
In 1989 or even 2012, I had no idea this journey was going to be so completely transforming. In the beginning, I thought I was just writing a story of an Indigenous girl. And, what emerged was an awakening that has taken nearly half my life. I have been shown messages in the clouds, visions and wonders and words that were so deeply spiritual, I usually had to walk a little further to understand. And, I’m still walking.
I would never trade this path, nor wish it had been different, for what I’ve learned is that the heart’s song is already in me – I just have to work every day to embrace it. Every day I must do something that helps me listen.
What are we called to do in our lives? Certainly not what’s easy, not what’s obvious, not what makes sense… We are called to a spiritual melody just for us, and we have a lifetime (it may take that long) to learn to hear it.
For the first four weeks of the Covid-19 pandemic quarantine, I was feeling quite down – which is unusual for me. For over ten years, I had been devoting nearly my entire life to the pursuit of Sacajawea, The Windcatcher, an epic film project. Through incredible ups and downs, from hard situations to truly inspirational wonders, the journey has been life-changing.
And, just as the project was ramping up, moving closer to the next phase, a pandemic took over the world. Yes, a powerful set of brakes hit the road and absolutely everything stopped. Not only did it stop, there was also no game plan for when, where, how we would all continue… If there’s one thing I’ve learned along this path, Creation has its own timing about things, and that is one of the biggest lessons!
So, as I said, the first month was shocking and scary, and all I could do was try to protect those I care for and believe for a better world to come.
As those weeks went by, with so much time to think, I began to look at other ideas. Last year, I had started the novel based on the Sacajawea screenplay but had not gotten very far, only a few pages. I was too busy trying to produce and get the funding for the film.
As I read the script again, it seemed like now was the perfect time to pour myself into the story by writing the book. So, from my office on the second floor, I began to get serious about this endeavor.
Now, writing a novel requires a very different writing technique than writing a screenplay. And, I had the idea of writing Sacajawea’s thoughts in present-tense, so we can understand her more deeply and experience who she was from her own heart. This decision has turned out to be quite difficult going back and forth in tenses, but I feel it will be compelling and moving.
I will be sharing with you some of the FIRST DRAFT of this book as I write. I am on page 25 at the moment with many pages to go. But, I am inspired and I believe this is the very next step on the journey to share Sacajawea, The Windcatcher, and her message of Love, Peace, Oneness and Respect for the Earth, with the world.
Here is the beginning of her story that I want to share with you.
Creation has a way of slowing us down, making us uncomfortable at times, and giving us an opportunity to awaken.
This journey to write and produce Sacajawea, The Windcatcher, the story of an icon of history, has taken me through twists and turns on a harrowing adventure. It has tested my patience and tenacity, and required a continual awakening, believing in something unseen. And, I have been a lesson-in-patience for Spirit, too, as I have made mistakes and needed to learn much about myself and this magical Calling.
This project is much more than I ever imagined. In the beginning, I was not able to see its magnitude, and quite possibly it may have scared me away if I had – for I was not yet looking for the miracles. I had to learn to get out-of-the-way, I had to believe the Words spoken, I had to watch for the Wonders, I had to be grateful.
When I started up this path, I didn’t know what to expect. I only knew, while sitting alone on Fort Rock, in Three Forks, Montana, May 20, 1989, I heard a voice in my ear that said, “I want you to write my story.” It wasn’t a loud voice, more like a thought from somewhere else, but it was not to be ignored. Though initially, I made an attempt to write the story as a children’s book, I wasn’t yet spiritually ready to really begin. In fact, it wasn’t until 2003, when my daughter, Jerah, was heading to California to film school, and she prophetically suggested I write that Sacajawea story into a screenplay.
It took me four years of what seemed like unending research and writing, and listening to a Spiritual voice I didn’t always understand. I had to capture the enormous Lewis & Clark journey and project it through Sacajawea’s eyes. I would come to learn, it was far bigger than even that. A miracle transpired, and eventually, the story became a reality in 2007, from a first-time screenwriter. After which, I had no idea what to do next, as I walked into the great unknown.
The journey has been long since then, with pitfalls at every turn, it seemed. It has required much personal sacrifice and unrelenting faith. Over the last two years, I have truly become aware of the depth and breadth of this project and its greater purpose. It is so much more than a movie. When I look back over the path to get where we are, I marvel at the miracles, the synergies, the matrix, the enormous effort Spirit has made to wake us up, to show us something incredible, to communicate with us through nature and to be with us as we boldly walk ONWARD, no matter what.
I am overflowing with gratitude for our graphics and film professionals and those who are yet to come. As a team, we are committed to sharing Sacajawea’s message of Oneness, Unity, Peace and Love with the world – for she has gone to great lengths to bring it to us.
At the beginning of the film, from an eagle’s POV, we soar across the big screen – we are flying high to incredible heights, passing the clouds, the sun and the stars! And, the Light from this Warrior Woman Spirit is touching us all. We will never be the same, not us and not the world.
Watch for more very soon, as we move closer to production every day! And, thank you for your devotion to following the path with us – A journey of OUR discovery.
“Cats are dangerous companions for writers because catwatching is a near-perfect method of writing avoidance.” ~ Dan Greenburg
“A catless writer is almost inconceivable. It’s a perverse taste, really, since it would be easier to write with a herd of buffalo in the room than even one cat; they make nests in the notes and bite the end of the pen and walk on the typewriter keys (keyboard).” ~ Barbara Holland
When I wrote my screenplay, “Sacajawea, The Windcatcher” (from 2003 – 2007), I must truly say I could not have written it without my big, red cat, Atticus Finch. He was one of my inspirations, and though it may have appeared that I was avoiding my writing by playing with him, for me it was quite the opposite.
Atticus was the greatest cat in the world – I say “was” because we sadly lost him this year. He was my Hemingway cat, a polydactyl. He had huge paws with extra toes and he loved me with his little soul. His eyes were always focused on me and he would run to me whenever I called his name, from anywhere in the house.
It was the summer of 2004, and being summer, my garden needed attending. So, my days were filled with writing and weeding, writing and watering, writing and sowing. And, of course, Atticus was at my side, rolling in the dirt and teasing the dogs behind the fence – they were jealous of his freedom. Later, he’d roll around the papers on my desk, stretching his arms across the computer keys that kept him from constantly laying in my lap. We wrote the logline, the Synopsis, the Treatment, and the Script together. Summer, fall, winter, spring, summer again… He was truly part of the creative process and I know my script would not be the same without my boy.
I have a new feline inspiration now, his name is Mr. Guido. He is a Siamese with blue eyes and he is a lover. He will not allow the keyboard to get between us – he jumps up and pushes right into place. He stretches his arms around my neck and taps his lips to mine. Atticus would definitely be jealous – but, who knows, when I think about it, Guido does, somehow, feel like a very familiar soul.
Life is a magnificent and magical mystery. But, “everyday” experiences can get our eyes off the truth about our personal journey. Yet, it is the “every day” that is showing us the way. How do we know, how can we see?
Jane L. Fitzpatrick is on a powerful sojourn. There has been light and dark along the path; there has been heartache and worry, concern and utter joy. She has stood on the edge of a cliff with her back to the abyss, yet somehow, she has balanced her life through gratitude and thanksgiving. She has listened to intuition, she has also ignored it. She has made wrong and hard choices. And, she is still standing.
Why do I write? Completing a work that clearly presents what I believe, know and care about, in a way that touches someone, is one of the greatest feelings in my world.
But, there are some days when it is utterly impossible to even get started. On those days, I realize I have not “thought” long enough. For, thinking is part of writing, though the non-writer doesn’t understand this. In fact, they even try to describe the process as “being lazy.” Some people just do not see…
I sit, staring at a snow-capped mountain in the distance behind a field full of wild daisies. I watch the irony of an airplane streaking across the sky, while an eagle hovers in one place holding its wings against the wind. A bee buzzes past the airy screen door… What was that quote I loved? Or that story on the news about a rich, elderly lady who fed the poor — what did she feel, what did she believe?
Many times, it is a very private and personal place that I find myself. Soaking in the world around me, staring into space and thinking about the emotional connection to my topic at hand — that is where I always find the words, if I “think” long enough.
There is only one other place in my life that I allow myself to connect as deeply, and that is with my love, my husband of 31 years. So, in the words of writer and literary critic, Alfred Kazin, I define how I truly feel about what and why I write, “When a writer talks about his work, he’s talking about a love affair.”