by Whitman Neruda
Inspired by the wisdom of Indigenous elders of the Southwest
Now is the time we circle for stories with just intention.
A winter spirit dance of dialogue and reflection
To remember who we are: Many voices, One Heart.
Earthmind.
Moonlight on the water reminds us
There is no mistake so tragic it divides us,
No hardship we cannot endure.
Everything happening,
Has happened before.
Snow falls like voices of a choir
Singing hymns of a great turning inward,
The creation of space that matters
Where we can safely gather,
Share our dreams and memories,
Talk of journeys just begun
Or nearing an end.
Our bodies glow like candles in a circle.
Pour cold mountain water over your burning stones
And dream together.
Marvel at your pain.
Laugh about the surprise of love.
Our prayers are in the telling.