Timothy Gega
09-28-2014, 10:20 AM
Native Endogenous Heartsong Ritual<o:p></o:p>
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I sit in the center of these Redwood trees<o:p></o:p>
That was planted long ago for the Chief named Kota’ti.<o:p></o:p>
Sacred trunks form the circle lined with ancient leaves<o:p></o:p>
With lifted arms opened wide to gather up energies.<o:p></o:p>
I seek only wisdom as a Medicine Man<o:p></o:p>
While calling for Peace to spread across this land.<o:p></o:p>
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I partake of this peace pipe to connect with the divine<o:p></o:p>
And to leave all the cruelties of this world behind.<o:p></o:p>
To worship inside this sacred realm as a protected place<o:p></o:p>
And to leave behind the material world’s unseemly pace.<o:p></o:p>
I sent sacred energy up to their tips above<o:p></o:p>
And asked them to send it back into the earth with love.<o:p></o:p>
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I sit in my own judgments left to do things right<o:p></o:p>
As warriors fight their battles into cold dark nights.<o:p></o:p>
But, who is to say if I am right or wrong,<o:p></o:p>
The drunk Butterfly or in the Hummingbird’s dissonant song?<o:p></o:p>
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Then silence is broken by the Hawk’s high screech<o:p></o:p>
With native drums heard echoing some ancestral beats.<o:p></o:p>
The great native spirit now descends upon me<o:p></o:p>
As one with the universe is what I seek to be.<o:p></o:p>
This ancient ground worship is to be spiritually free<o:p></o:p>
Where nature’s profusions will enrapture me.<o:p></o:p>
<o:p></o:p>
The Great Ancestral Spirits gliding in upon the Vulture’s wings<o:p></o:p>
To impart a deeper meaning of Gratitude felt for every thing.<o:p></o:p>
My heart is filled with gladness now and I shall leave this ring<o:p></o:p>
With sacred ritual concluded now my heart can sing.<o:p></o:p>
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©2014 Tim Gega<o:p></o:p>
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AB 1973, making Native AmericanDay an official unpaid state holiday, was signed into law this week by GovernorBrown.<o:p></o:p>
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<o:p></o:p>
I sit in the center of these Redwood trees<o:p></o:p>
That was planted long ago for the Chief named Kota’ti.<o:p></o:p>
Sacred trunks form the circle lined with ancient leaves<o:p></o:p>
With lifted arms opened wide to gather up energies.<o:p></o:p>
I seek only wisdom as a Medicine Man<o:p></o:p>
While calling for Peace to spread across this land.<o:p></o:p>
<o:p></o:p>
I partake of this peace pipe to connect with the divine<o:p></o:p>
And to leave all the cruelties of this world behind.<o:p></o:p>
To worship inside this sacred realm as a protected place<o:p></o:p>
And to leave behind the material world’s unseemly pace.<o:p></o:p>
I sent sacred energy up to their tips above<o:p></o:p>
And asked them to send it back into the earth with love.<o:p></o:p>
<o:p></o:p>
I sit in my own judgments left to do things right<o:p></o:p>
As warriors fight their battles into cold dark nights.<o:p></o:p>
But, who is to say if I am right or wrong,<o:p></o:p>
The drunk Butterfly or in the Hummingbird’s dissonant song?<o:p></o:p>
<o:p></o:p>
Then silence is broken by the Hawk’s high screech<o:p></o:p>
With native drums heard echoing some ancestral beats.<o:p></o:p>
The great native spirit now descends upon me<o:p></o:p>
As one with the universe is what I seek to be.<o:p></o:p>
This ancient ground worship is to be spiritually free<o:p></o:p>
Where nature’s profusions will enrapture me.<o:p></o:p>
<o:p></o:p>
The Great Ancestral Spirits gliding in upon the Vulture’s wings<o:p></o:p>
To impart a deeper meaning of Gratitude felt for every thing.<o:p></o:p>
My heart is filled with gladness now and I shall leave this ring<o:p></o:p>
With sacred ritual concluded now my heart can sing.<o:p></o:p>
<o:p></o:p>
<o:p></o:p>
©2014 Tim Gega<o:p></o:p>
<o:p></o:p>
AB 1973, making Native AmericanDay an official unpaid state holiday, was signed into law this week by GovernorBrown.<o:p></o:p>
<o:p></o:p>