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. ~ Joy Harjo
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| holding vigil |
At the bedside of our dying grand/mother we said the ritual words:
"I love you. Thank you. I forgive you. Please forgive me."
There is great power in these words, and rituals hold much healing - especially in times of need.
