This is
from the Tewa Pueblo from a book on Native American remedies and healing
rituals.
O our
Mother the Earth,
O our
Father the Sky,
Your
children are we, and with tired backs
We bring
you the gifts you love.
Then
weave for us a garment of brightness;
May the
warp be the white light of morning,
May the
weft be the red light of evening,
May the
fringes be the falling rain,
May the
border be the standing rainbow.
Then
weave for us a garment of brightness
That we may
walk fittingly where grass is green,
O our
Mother the Earth,
O our
Father the Sky!
It hit me how beautiful this image is. Imagine a robe with all the shades of
sunrise and sunset, fringed with all the shades of the rain from soft showers
to drowning downpours with a border of all the colors of the rainbow. While I'm
at it I'd add beads to the fringe. Beads that flash with all the colors of the
stars and glow from within with silver of the moon and the gold of the sun. This
is a beautiful image of the unity between the earth and all the life on it and
around it.
And wouldn't any of us love to find this in our closets? And wouldn't we love to see everyone wearing this our in the world.
And wouldn't any of us love to find this in our closets? And wouldn't we love to see everyone wearing this our in the world.
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