please don’t be alone, especially now

blessed sacred waters

waters of the wombs of the women

waters of the seeds of the men

waters of generations of beautiful children

singing

laughing 

playing

dancing 

please may it be

that tomorrow when we wake up

the fires burning upon the earth 

will be fires of prayer

calling the people to tend them with love

to sit in circles

and listen

like we once did

when we received our news from the sacred fire. 

from our home in the desert

we can see the fires in the sky

we can hear the explosions

and we can’t help but think

of our brothers and sisters

who happened to have been born on the wrong side of the line

where there are no warning sirens

no shelters 

where there has been no break from these fires of destruction 

for nearly two years.  

what will it look like

when the fires in Gaza

the fires in Israel

the fires in Iran

the fires on all points upon the earth

will be tended with love

by circles of people 

who gathered around 

the magic 

of 

Grandfather Fire.  

on this summer solstice

I give thanks for my life

I give thanks for my relations

for the ones who embrace me when I am afraid

for the ones who have gone to the stars

and the ones here on the earth.  

I give thanks for the gorgeous tree outside of our house

the sacred shelter for our neighborhood

where we have gathered every night for the past week

to share a meal

or a story

and breathe 

resting in the comfort that togetherness brings. 

Togetherness.

Community. 

the most powerful protection 

in uneasy times. 

when we are surrounded with love

we feel safe. 

asking that we all find ourselves surrounded by love.