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By Paah Wenchokws:
This was sent to me the other day: http://aftermidnightwriter.wordpress.com
Id like you to just lean back
in your chair, take a deep breath. Its so nice to breath,
isnt it, speaking of el viento, the wind. Inspiratus finds
a hard time getting into people who are breathing shallowly
you know those who go: huff, huff, huff, huff?
Have you ever noticed when youre
upset and suddenly breathing like a little locomotive, huff,
huff, huff, huff?
Take a deep breath now: Ahhhh! Place
your hand on your heart, or leave your hands open in your lap,
palms upward, and relax back. Just relax for a bit now
Hymn of Gratitude, For We
Are Pleased by Dangerous Old Women and Their Wild and Wise Daughters.
by CP Estés
For all the elders of the world,
each and every kind ever created,
those who have been carried gently by the waves,
and those who have been half-wrecked by any number of storms
those who have clung to the wreckage long enough to make it
and thence to have gained landfall.
For the elders,
who in all their variegations,
in all their sorrows and talents,
who now stand shy or certain,
semi-disheveled or pulled together,
but nonetheless hip-wide and proud.
For the tribes of the grand elder
in all their feathers and pelts,
and all their leaves and skins and skirts,
and all their las ropas guerreras,
their warrior full-dress,
in their wings and sashes and shawls,
with their ceremonial broaches and necklaces,
and staves of authority,
in all their athletic and tender pride,
in all their beaks and tails and tulle and toile,
all flashing and sashaying,
and all their sauntering and sensuality,
in all their unexpected and outrageous behaviors,
and all their eccentricities,
in all their tribal paint and lace and denim,
in all their clan colors and insignias of power,
all their fierce and gentle blood and shining eyes.
For all their conserving and sacrificing
and generous ways,
for their supreme caring that decency,
and care for the soul should not vanish from the face of this
For all this blessed beauty within
for them let us pray strength and healing,
straight down into their courage bones forever
let us be granted that we stand in their danger
And a little woman.
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