15
Feb

Women, You Must Learn to Be Warriors - February 2018

From Spirit Walker, 1993, by Nancy Wood

 

Women, you must learn to be warriors

Now when times are dark and our men

Are afraid to tell us what is in their hearts.

There is so much trouble in our land

That it is up to you to decide

Which direction the wind must blow.

 

Women, you are our tree of life

Just as you were a long time ago

When a man said: carry my seed.

If you go forth from this darkness,

Telling our story of courage and survival,

Then our tree will grow strong with your words.

 

Women, do not worry about tomorrow.

Even when daylight is long in coming,

The sun remembers its place in the sky.

Take this blue shawl of knowledge and

Wrap it around your daughters, telling them

That women must not be afraid to be warriors.

29
Sep

Love - September 2017

From Spirit Walker, 1993, by Nancy Wood

 

Listen to the song! Jen Myzel, a singer/songwriter who "sings of personal and planetary healing," has created a song of this poem. Thank you, Jen!

 

For us, my love,

The faraway moon laughed

And breathed a new song

For all the earth to hear.

 

For us, my love,

The stars deserted the sky

And became a silver pathway

To our dreams.

 

For us, my love,

Time made a ladder out of grass

To show us to our happiness.

 

For us, my love,

Beauty encircled two lives and

Love created one horizon.

1
Jul

Mother's Words - June 2017

From Spirit Walker, 1993, by Nancy Wood

 

Why look for answers, my child,

Among the people you meet?

Why believe there is fulfillment

In your narrow life of work?

 

Why sacrifice the gift of loneliness

To fill up the time with diversion?

 

Look inside every living thing you find.

Feel the energy of rocks and leaves, hummingbirds

and cactus.

Dwell for a moment in a single blade of grass.

Discover the secret of snowflakes.

 

In these patterns lie harmony, my child.

In harmony, the universe.

 

30
Apr

The Old Man Born of Dreams - April 2016

 

The Old Man Born of Dreams, from Spirit Walker, 1993, by Nancy Wood

 

You must not be afraid to travel

where there are no roads.

You must not give in to the darkness

when there is no sign of light.

You must not be afraid to grow wings

when you are tired of the ground.

You must not be afraid to swim

when you are nothing but a stone.

If experience is the child born of risk, then

acceptance is the old man born of dreams.

 

30
Mar

The Circle - March 2016

 

Nancy Wood poem poster 19: The Circle

 

From Spirit Walker, 1993, by Nancy Wood

 

All is a circle within me.

I am ten thousand winters old.

I am as young as a newborn flower.

I am a buffalo in its grave.

I am a tree in bloom.

All is a circle within me.

I have seen the world through an eagle’s eyes.

I have seen it from a gopher's hole.

I have seen the world on fire

And the sky without a moon.

All is a circle within me.

I have gone into the earth and out again.

I have gone to the edge of the sky.

Now all is at peace within me.

Now all has a place to come home.

 

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