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*Everything we think, feel, and do has an effect on our ancestors and all
future generations and reverberates throughout the Universe. Therefore, our
smile helps everyone. ~ Thich Nhat Hanh*
On Wed, Aug 22, 2012 at 8:53 AM, jack blackwell <travelerjbjb@xxxxxxxxx>wrote:
**
This is a poem I have just received from a friend. I share it with the
authors permission. Should you wish to share it also her information is at
the bottom of this page. Thank you Jesua.
Enjoy ~ Jack
ANCESTORS OF MY BEATING HEART
I used to think of my ancestors
and draw a blank~
without a story thread
of Spirit passed
from mother to daughter to daughter,
and father to son to son~
Without a thread
of Elders
who knew themselves to be Elders~
Without a thread, for hundreds of years,
without a torch
of story passed, of Heart sourced
by what connects all Life~
Nor any continuum
of communion
with the flesh
and God of Being.
They just seemed like people
I didnt know, who gave birth
to bodies, who gave birth to bodies
who gave birth
to this body
through which I live
in love.
*
And so Ive looked
to the Earth Peoples of Old,
The Ones who lived
in simple reverence,
one with the ground
and Her creatures,
one with the fire, air, and waters.
The Ones who knew
to sing up the sun,
who trusted
their own hands
to handle the spirit of Life.
The Ones who knew
how to pray with their breath
and grow their own corn
and give their dead back
through the window
of the setting sun.
Ive looked to these Ones,
and the luminous thread,
the path they left
of holy intimacy
with Aliveness
for any true heart
who wants,
to follow.
*
Ive looked to these prayer-breathing,
dream-walking, sweat-singing, heart-dancing
people as My People, wishing
for these dear ancestors
of our Earth
to claim me, my little, white, lucky life,
to let me carry
their sacred thread, flaming torch of Truth~
so as to have
something, anything
of real value
to pass on
to my children,
and my childrens great grandchildren.
*
And I feel them, these Ancient Ones
welcome me, opening
the skin-flap back
into the lodge, with my abalone-white flesh,
back into the black
edgeless night
of belonging
to a People, to the star-shine
and bone-soil
we all arise from.
I can feel them
nod, kindly,
towards my earnest heart,
my bowing hands, my breasts
and belly-skins stretched by birth,
my face creased by the trials
and gifts of human loving,
my pink feet
finally calloused
by dancing the truest dance.
I beckon to my precious young~
my elegant, sparkling daughter
and my sweet, bold-hearted son:
Come in my Loves come meet
your Elders and they scurry in,
close to the ancient fire,
with their deep-blue eyes
glistening wild
and open as the sea.
*
Today as I danced closer
to the Center, I danced
for my Ancestors. Not just
for the Earth Peoples,
the Ones who remembered
to pass a thread
and torch of Truth~
But for the generations
and generations
of sleeping Peoples~ my dear
great grandmothers and great grandfathers
who did what it took
to keep their babies alive
so one day my body could be born,
and from my body, my own
babies bodies born.
*
Today as I danced
it was these ones I bowed to
and these ones I offered
my spiraling hips, wet-belly breath,
my sweaty crown of curls tossed
to the heavens, my feet sparking fire
with each beat of the drum,
blood-beat of my pounding heart.
And I could feel the river of blood
that coursed through
their bodies, pumping in mine.
And I could feel the muscles
of their hearts
grasping to the pulse
and prayer of my dance.
*
And I looked to my Elders, those
who have claimed me,
in Spirit, as their own~
And with their kind nod of approval,
I turned towards
these ancestors
of my beating heart,
opening
the skin-flap to the lodge,
welcoming them home
to belonging:
to Spirit, and Love, and Earth and Life.
I say Come, my Loves, dear
grandmothers and grandfathers
Come and meet your elders, come
and meet your great, great, great grandchildren.
Please, dear ones, come in~
And they come, (they scurry in!)
to my heart, close in
to the ancient fire
with their deep-blue eyes
glistening wild
and open as the sea.
--
Love in all directions,
Jesua
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