Ecuador

My beloved Ecuador

Wow!!

Today we fly to Ecuador

my home on the other side of the world

high up in the mountains

where the flight of the condors

blesses the arrival of the dawn. 

There is something being born in this time

something that bridges the space between where our culture is

and where our hearts want to be

in what relation we want to live

with life

to build that bridge

we need the sacred encounter

of the hearts of those who have preserved

who have carefully held on to these ways

of listening to the water

with the hearts of those

whose blood was fed by the air of the city

the violent, hacking cough of the machine

breathing into our lungs

while a tiny spark in the quietest corner of our beings

always remembered

and still remembers

the clean breath of the trees

in the sweet lovemaking of the earth and the sky

We celebrate this journey 

to return to our collective indigenous self

to return to listen to the water

and to the wisdom that lives in our body. 

We are the body of the universe. 

This is a deep listening 

to the song of our soul

to the echoes of a prophecy

calling us, the people of the cities

the people of the west

to remember our humanity 

to remember our relations. 

Agradecida. 

With honor to the ones whose voices

have moved the waters in my heart

and inspired me to do

to be more of my self

and to share with others.