SACRED LINEAGE

My ancestors stand before me,
to infinity.

Oh I see my grandmother!
She stands at the front of the sacred line,
anointing me with her nourishing love,
blessing me.

The whispers of old filter through time,
and so it is,
I am ripe to receive the medicine bundle
passed forward from the beginning of time itself.

I kneel with outstretched arms,
humble heart,
to carefully unbind the
layers of leathers and
streams of satiny silks,

only to reveal, a simple mirror!

In the reflection, I see

a woman,
a bruja,
a creative yearning soul,

I see me.

Then they formed a circle around me and danced.