I'm hunting my Elders, but they're gone, gone, gone....
My
culture was wiped out in 64 AD.(Genocide by the Romans, then the Witch
Hunts)...I'm digging my Elders up. Thank God I was blessed with amazing parents
and embraced by some awesome Squamish Elders for the past 30 years. Phew.
Mentors, Elders, They didn't say more than 10 things...cause that's the way of
there people...but in all that silence, they taught me so so many things. They
embraced me, all of me. FIRST time I could be accepted for all that I
am....Dreamer, Spirit Walker, Seer, Dancer, Green Man, Serpent, Artist...all of
it...all of my full on Medicine. They just smiled there big loving smiles and I
felt like I was finally home and then then they pointed me back to my own
Medicine...back to the fairy people of Ireland, the Pics/Celts of Scotland, the
Laplanders of Sweden and the Wicca/Pagans of England. I'm home now with my
ancestors living life large because of them. I have been truly blessed..and
they saw me coming, and waited since I was wee...and then again at 14 when I was
camping with my Dad up at 13 mile up the Squamish River
Valley
Duende Naddred (c) 2019
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