Thursday, January 31, 2013
Weep as I Hold
the Book, with Encircled
Arms, close to my Chest.
I think," Dear God, What have
"The Earth was Created
by the Assistance of the Sun,
and it should be Left as it Was...
The Country was made Without Lines of demarcation,
and it is No Man's Business to Divide it...
I See the Whites all over the Country gaining Wealth,
and See their Desire to Give us Lands that are Worthless...
The Earth and Myself are of One Mind.
The Measure of the Land and the Measure of our Bodies are the Same.
Say to us If you Can say it, that you were Sent by the Creative Power to talk to us.
Perhaps you think the Creator sent you Here to dispose of us as you see fit.
If I Thought you were Sent by the Creator I Might be Induced to Think you
had the Right to dispose of me.
Do Not Misunderstand me,
but Understand Fully with my Affection for the Land.
I Never said the Land was Mine to do as I Chose.
The One who has the Right to Dispose of it is the One who has Created it.
I Claim a Right to Live on my Land,
and Accord you the Privilege to Live on yours.
31 January, 2013
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Wednesday, January 23, 2013
Honest with me.
Share the Secrets of your very Soul,
for Each is Something I want to Know.
Strong at Times,
for in a hectic , competitive World
when others push and shout
I will Need a Gentle, Quiet Place to Hide,
a Place where Honesty resides,
where Strength is Tempered with Gentility.
that Place for Me.
11 January, 2013
Monday, January 21, 2013
Asked him What it was,
that seemed to have Disturbed him so.
He Stuttered and Explained
that it Bothered Him
to Watch the Summer Breezes Muss her Hair,
to see the Autumn's brilliant Reds and Golds
Reflected in her Eyes,
the Kiss of Winter on her Cheek.
He said, in Truth, that the Seasons themselves
had given him Cause to Envy.
It was the Way they seemed to Touch her Life
It was the Way he Never had
and Never could.
21 January, 2013
Monday, January 14, 2013
come to Pray,
but I sit in Silence.
I am Listening for You to talk to me.
"Come, Let Go of your Heavy Burdens.
Raise up your Weary arms,
all the Light and Yearning they Hold.
Into My Hands,
Rest your Hunger and Hurt.
Believe all you Seek
is not beyond Hope
Trust it is is Not
14 January, 2013
~In Dedication to the Community of Newtown, CT.
May God comfort those who mourn...
Our thoughts and prayers remain with you.
Thursday, January 10, 2013
Here we are, Loving One, Mystery, Light,
beginning to Quiet ourselves,
beginning to be Still;
remembering You Created us
to Flourish in Love,
remembering an olde Desire to Grow in You.
We long to be More than we are Living now,
we long to Live all we can Become
but, fearful, wonder How we can.
We try to Choose the Best and Truest Path
but stumble in our Living and Choosing.
We want to handle things ourselves;
we'd rather make it on our own,
Trusting You, God, can be very hard.
But we need more Light, Your Light
to See the ways Ahead,
we Need more Wisdom, Yours, to Choose
The Way that's Well for us.
Here we are, Beginning Willingness,
Beginning to Trust, to Open ourselves,
our Lives and Decisions
to Your Illuminating Light.
Here we are, Loving One, ready to Begin.
10 January, 2013
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Thursday, January 3, 2013
we call upon the Ancestors,
upon all the Sacred Directions.
Father Sky, and Mother Earth, Creator, God,
we Humbly ask You for Strength and Courage to Speak up against
and the destruction of our Sacred Water, Air, and Earth.
We Pray that all Women
Respectfully Guide the Men,
standing Side by Side, Balancing the Energies
of Compassion, Generosity, and Love.
We Pray that all Nations Join together in Unity and Peace.
We ask for Help to Remember to be
True Human Beings,
to Live in Goodness for Humanity and all Living Beings.
We place our Decisions and Actions to help Heal our Earth Mother
so that Peace and Love will await our Next Generations.
May you Bless us so that
We will always Choose to Think
~Pilamaya Tunkasila, Wakan Tanka, Mitakuye Oyasin
To all my Relations,
may you Walk in the Light of the Great Spirit.
~Rachelle Figueroa, Sundancer
3 January, 2013
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