History depends on forms of repetition
offers endless opportunity to
reorganize and disrupt that repetition.
This is what the wind does with seeds,
the fox with their tracks
and the ocean with its rolling white teeth.
Eventually the glacier began to melt
and as my eyes softened a story emerged
that went something like this.
Collectively we overthrew
that had embedded our lives
in the destructive patterns and beliefs
that insisted on putting an addiction
for convenience and comfort
over the needs of rivers and butterflies,
viewing Mississippi and Walleye
as resources rather than relatives,
and asserting the word of adults was somehow
superior to the laughter of children.
Soon I was engulfed in cold singing water,
pools of it ran in the hollows of my shoulder,
all that remained of the glacier.
like rain seeding the horizon,
but from here it didn’t go
how you’d think it might go.
Endings are a linear construct
and this story is a spiral.
and my breath filled with giant wings,
I could blow holes in the rain
and the rain also blew inside of me,
it washed out the poverty and sorrow
that had accumulated from so much hope.
I was not the only one that this happened to,
it was happening to all of us,
We built fires in the shadow spaces where ice had
we planted trees into the uncertainty and loss,
we healed through our capacity to cooperate.
As we unbound ourselves from hope
our wills became feral and regrew tails,
The two birds turned around
and flew back and forth crossing in the sky
above where the horses stood,
Though this is as far into the spiral as I am able to
the inherent wisdom of the surrounding land
stands strongly in their truth
and will speak, as much as one is willing to listen.
When I have placed my ear to their heart, I have
“Lead with curiosity, the stories support the systems
and in turn the systems support the stories,
be aware which system and which story you support.
It is a trick of capitalism to shift shape
because its extractive nature
is happy to appear as a different form of energy
enabling itself to remain in control
managing the pace and direction of change
ensuring that anything actually changes,
if in doubt return to your breath
it serves as a constant reminder of cooperation
if you give too much you die
if you take too much you die,
endings are a linear construct,