The song lines of our ancestors

My Prayer and Reflection of Our Time Together. Five days in the Sinai Dessert. Red Sea, and climbing Mt Sinai with indigenous leaders

The song lines of our ancestors

Ringing in my ears

Carried by the cosmic winds

Be the bringers of truth.

Carrying the stories of our journey

From beyond the star-studded sky.

The alchemy of Life

Born of a divine intelligence

Sparked an evolutionary ark

Of Life on Mother Earth.

Embedding a fragment of memory

Of whence we come from

And why?

The five elements

Fire. Water. Earth. Air. Space

Held in an ethereal sacred crucible.

Casting anchors to the East. South. West. North.

Above and Below.

Are our medicine wheel of Truth.

I find you, kindred spirits

Wandering old souls from across lifetimes.

Gathering at times of crisis

Re-threading the

Great Mystery.

How have we fared dear hearts?

Have we learnt the lessons?

Of past journeys of Creation?

Imbibing in the knowledge of

Ancestral dreams.

In a world aimlessly

Bereft of its moral compass.

Our Great Mother

Giver of all Life

Suffocates.

Our venomous excesses pour into her veins.

Breaking the sacred covenant

Of our origins.

What godless demons we have become.

Toxic greed in a festering wasteland.

With no shavaite messiah

To drink our poison.

Seekers find prophecy within.

Re-casting our symbiosis with Mother Earth.

It’s time to Re-trace our steps

To Re-member

Unveiling abiding absolute truths

Hidden deep in the forests

High in mountains

At depths of our oceans.

Within our cellular memory.

I am the witness.

Of the clamouring cries

Of pain and suffering of

The Unheard.

The Invisible.

Women. Children.

The Innocent.

The battle is upon us

Within and without.

Arjuna’s warrior spirit

Has awakened

The fiery arrowheads of Justice.

And the suffocating consiglieres

Meeting

In barricaded corridors

Of shuttered power.

Know that their time has come.

Their resolutions worthless promises.

We gathered in circles

Blessing the waters of the Red Sea.

We sat in ceremony in the dessert.

We ascended the sacred path

Touching the sky

Of Mount Sinai

Drinking the wisdom of Source.

Re-activating the unifying words

Of this sacred throat chakra.

No journey in search of the messiah.

But to find that Essence within.

In a melange of imaged memory

Drawn from the indigenous wisdom keepers from afar and near.

My mantra - Om Namah Shivaya

My chariot to the Summit.

One step at a time.

Poli. Poli.

As thé ego of my Judgment dissolves

I am held by ancestral energy

It’s persistent purposefulness

Calling for Re-newal.

Carry the lava of Mothers Love

Unconditionally.

I become the bridge

I become the Light

Illuminating the healing journey

Overcoming my vanity.

Treading softly

On her breasts

With Gratitude

For her blessings of Life.

I Re-member.

I Re-calibrate

My frequency

To her heartbeat

And the unity of our

Oneness.

We fall together into cracks

Re-assembling.

The memory sacred custodianship.

Drawing on fortitude within

In this time of the Great Turning.

We have walked together

We have fought together

We have lived together.

We synthesise the past.

Into the Present and Future.

With triangulated focus of ceremony

We wield the sword

Of Creative Destruction

That pierces the clouded veil of Ignorance.

Re-gaining the

Awareness of Great Beyond.

Our Evolutionary ark.

Has unleashed

A new Synthesis

Of Light is piercing the veil.

Infinite beings of Light

Are here.

As we Re-thread the intricate trellis

Of Mother Nature.

Re-vealing

Her vibration of beauty

And in thought and deed.

An we become

The manifestation of her love.

The Eagle and condor fly together

The Golden Light of the White Lion

Walk with the ageless power of Indlovu.

Earth and Spirit are aligning.

The messages of Truth transmute

The untruths of our existence.

We are not alone.

I am One with all that exists

You are me in all that Be.

I am the grains of Ubuntu.

Braiding the New Beginning.

I carry this responsibility with humility

Knowing that we are drowning

In the inflated pride of our

Current reality.

Watering the green shoots

Of intelligent collaboration

I drink the poison of toxic masculinity

As the Sacred Feminine

Re-births our Origins.

One drop of these joyful tears

Will cleanse the poisoned land

Our rivers and oceans

Suffocating under the debris of our existence.

Restoring equilibrium and harmony.

So that Blue Lotus of the Nile Meridian

Inspires its resurrection in us.

This is my prayer.

That we will awaken.

We will respect ourselves.

All all our magnificent diversity.

Purposefully we will gather

In circles of trust.

Our energies creating a vortex

Of pure consciousness.

That penetrate the frozen heart of humanity.

Thawing it to a new vibration

And frequency of Love and Light

Of the Great Mother

Birthing the Makhadzi

Who will stoke the furnace

Of Purification and Cleansing.

Drumming deep in our Soul

We are Re-minded

Its time to slow down

To pause in the silence

In the Stillness of Emptiness

And Re-fill the sacred wisdoms

Of our new birth.

As Our Past Too Comes to Pass.

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