Spring Equinox Meditation 2010

The lesson is:
follow your heart.

Show me my path
and give me the courage
to follow it.

The lesson is:
open your heart everywhere, all the time,

and a part of me says,
in today's society?

Show me my path
and give me the courage
to follow it.

The lesson is:
The prayer is:
Show me my path
and give me the courage to follow it.

The vision is:
from your heart all things flow, as water;
from your head - obstacles to freedom.

Change is the path and the path is change.

The prayer is:
Show me my path
and give me the courage to follow it.

You Were There

I heard you played the fiddle,
though I never heard you play.
I was told your favorite story,
though I never heard you say
what your favorite poem was,
or speak your favorite verse.

I wish that we had had the time
to sit down and converse.

We're related by some precious bond,
I feel it in my bones -
if we had had that time together,
who knows what we'd have known.
But you were there and I am here -
our paths again won't meet,

Except, perhaps, in dreams and thoughts
that live in this heart's beat.

The Bleeding Heart (for Grandma C.)

Your children gathered to mourn your passing, and the sun rose and set
just as any other day. But the Bleeding Heart awoke at dawn,
blooming red out of season. Brilliant small flower evoking
sudden travails of a far-flung clan, its message
seemed to me quite clear:

Rejoice! it sang, For even in your darkest hour I am seeking the sun,
drawing from the earth's center the passions of your spirit.
I grieve for the web of your family, weaving on for new generations.
Take solace in my presence, and let your tears nourish
the fecund earth from which I grow.

Circle within circle within circle, our passing ripples
to every atom in the universe. You are missed,
and you are remembered.

The Dog, He Barks No More (A Vinegar Flats Story)

The boy, he fell asleep, and
the cat tipped over the bong, and
the house, it caught on fire.

The dog, he barked until
the firemen arrived and
carried his

lifeless
body
out.

Prayer of Thanks (for Grandfather Ten Bears)

You helped me see the beauty
in my dreams,
and made them all the more
worth dreaming.

You held the vastness of all
in your eyes.
You kept the circle intact
with love in your heart.

You held heavy responsibility
lightly with love.
You shared and sang and listened
until your soul must have rung

with the din of it.
And you enjoyed life and living -
appreciating the gifts
most of us deny.

Thank you, Grandfather, for
your many teachings.
May my heart song
bring you
joy.

Aho Mataquiesen.