Native Endogenous Heartsong Ritual
I sit in the center of these Redwood trees
That was planted long ago for the Chief named Kota’ti.
Sacred trunks form the circle lined with ancient leaves
With lifted arms opened wide to gather up energies.
I seek only wisdom as a Medicine Man
While calling for Peace to spread across this land.
I partake of this peace pipe to connect with the divine
And to leave all the cruelties of this world behind.
To worship inside this sacred realm as a protected place
And to leave behind the material world’s unseemly pace.
I sent sacred energy up to their tips above
And asked them to send it back into the earth with love.
I sit in my own judgments left to do things right
As warriors fight their battles into cold dark nights.
But, who is to say if I am right or wrong,
The drunk Butterfly or in the Hummingbird’s dissonant song?
Then silence is broken by the Hawk’s high screech
With native drums heard echoing some ancestral beats.
The great native spirit now descends upon me
As one with the universe is what I seek to be.
This ancient ground worship is to be spiritually free
Where nature’s profusions will enrapture me.
The Great Ancestral Spirits gliding in upon the Vulture’s wings
To impart a deeper meaning of Gratitude felt for every thing.
My heart is filled with gladness now and I shall leave this ring
With sacred ritual concluded now my heart can sing.
©2014 Tim Gega
AB 1973, making Native AmericanDay an official unpaid state holiday, was signed into law this week by GovernorBrown.