Practices
With this altar that is being made, we have become the robe of the ancestors: With the birth of this Tree of Life Guardianship Something holy stirs in the wind. A name, in the season of warm night womb-waters, was made where many prayers talked together; There arrived, in songs, to prepare a place of clean birth.
A form appears, as dawn dews cling to plants at twilight, and this embryo grows as a blessing for the Earth. Here before this fire, Light of the First Fire (Hajinee’ko’), with this tobacco; this key, this main smoke; talking through flames within visions of the Holy One, Presence of the Most Ancient Way, aware and mindful; souls, angels, of the holy ones; Inside Surrounding Eyes of Everlasting Life; Eternity centered in this place here; Where prayers chant, make the way; provide means, and open Pathways through and into the Great Remembering; new awakened utterances of ancestors’ dreams; voices of the Earth, Spirit Mother, Ocean of Being.
From eventide through nighttime, in daylight, at dawn tide, newborn life awakens shapes, made of the clays of the Earth and water,: this ‘being’ its spirit breathes, now it is beautified, its name made known, now beautified, woman of water; her life beautified, all life new beautified, In beauty it is finished. Of the Mysterious, do blessings enfold it, pass through it, pass over it; through motion sung; it moves now through ages in a sacred manner.
With these songs shall the Tree of Life Guardianship Being become, a spirit of healing for the Earth, and her creations; for all that is one with the Earth.
To carry on the echoes of the ancestors, to prepare our Earth for coming of generations unborn, is this done; has this been accomplished.
In beauty and in harmony, in beauty and in balance, the song of birth completed: the song of naming completed: The pathway of blessings is complete.
Hozhoni’hasdlii’ Hozhoni’hasdlii’ Hozhoni’hasdlii’ Hozhoni’ hasdlii’
