11/21/2023
Here is a poem to nourish and guide you..
For Calling the Spirit Back from Wandering the Earth in its Human Feet
by Joy Harjo
Put down that bag of potato chips, that
white bread, that bottle of pop.
Turn off that cellphone, computer, and
remote control.
Open the door, then close it behind you.
Take a breath offered by friendly winds.
They travel the earth gathering
essences of plants to clean.
Give it back with gratitude.
If you sing it will give your spirit lift to fly
to the stars’ ears and back.
Acknowledge this earth who has cared for
you since you were a dream planting
itself precisely within your parents’
desire.
Let your moccasin feet take you to the
encampment of the guardians who
have known you before time, who will
be there after time. They sit before the
fire that has been there without time.
Let the earth stabilize your postcolonial
insecure jitters.
Be respectful of the small insects, birds
and animal people who accompany
you.
Ask their forgiveness for the harm we
humans have brought down upon
them.
Don’t worry.
The heart knows the way though there
may be high-rises, interstates,
checkpoints, armed soldiers,
massacres, wars, and those who will
despise you because they despise
themselves.
The journey might take you a few hours, a
day, a year, a few years, a hundred, a
thousand or even more.
Watch your mind. Without training it
might run away and leave your heart
for the immense human feast set by
the thieves of time.
Do not hold regrets.
When you find your way to the circle, to
the fire kept burning by the keepers of
your soul, you will be welcomed.
You must clean yourself with cedar, sage,
or other healing plant.
Cut the ties you have to failure and shame.
Let go the pain you are holding in your
mind, your shoulders, your heart, all
the way to your feet. Let go the pain of
your ancestors to make way for those
who are heading in our direction.
Ask for forgiveness.
Call upon the help of those who love you.
These helpers take many forms:
animal, element, bird, angel, saint,
stone, or ancestor.
Call your spirit back. It may be caught in
corners and creases of shame,
judgment, and human abuse.
You must call in a way that your spirit will
want to return.
Speak to it as you would to a beloved child.
Welcome your spirit back from its
wandering. It may return in pieces, in
tatters. Gather them together. They
will be happy to be found after being
lost for so long.
Your spirit will need to sleep awhile after it
is bathed and given clean clothes.
Now you can have a party. Invite everyone
you know who loves and supports you.
Keep room for those who have no
place else to go.
Make a giveaway, and remember, keep the
speeches short.
Then, you must do this: help the next
person find their way through the
dark.
— Joy Harjo, from Conflict Resolution for Holy Beings