We are the Protectors of the Water<\/p>\n
This morning I watched a beautiful video explaining that the women of the Standing Rock Sioux are the keepers of the water and so they are not \u201cprotestors\u201d, but \u201cprotectors\u201d.\u00a0 As I watch this \u201cstanding up\u201d for the water happening in the Dakotas I am particularly engaged because, a year or two ago, as I wrote the Earth Woman Tree Woman Quartet,<\/em> it became clear to me that one of the main characters, Yameno, a native Uhsean (Are you wondering who the country of Uhs might be?) would have to be the protector of the sacred waters and lead the indigenous people from all over the earth\u00a0to save the waters.<\/p>\n I don\u2019t feel like some of these ideas (in the book) or even some of the writing really comes from me, but through me.\u00a0 Of course, the idea of the indigenous people being the protectors of the water has been around for a long time and certainly my understanding of that was in my brain cells somewhere.\u00a0 But still, I love the way different ways of thinking or acting seem to emerge from many points on the planet at the same time.\u00a0 We are emerging, growing, changing, becoming more one with the earth, with each other, with the Dance of Life \u2013 in Earth Woman Tree Woman<\/em> called the Tsin Twei<\/em>.<\/p>\n The humans in the book take on other forms when they visit Ninas Twei,<\/em> the land of the Dance of Life.\u00a0 Some take on the form of animals, others, mythological characters.\u00a0 Yameno becomes a wolf.<\/p>\n A quote from the fourth book:<\/p>\n \u201cWater,\u201d cried Tata. \u201cYameno Wellkeeper, the tree must have water.\u201d \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 I am the wild, the freeborn, earth traveler! Out of the mists came hundreds of wolves and cougars, swans, coyotes, squirrels, snakes, elk, and eagles, surrounding the Wolf and the Earth Woman Tree Woman.<\/p>\n \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 We are the wild, the wild, It\u2019s his nation, <\/em>Tree Woman realized, the people of his village who have come here countless times over the years. And more… <\/em>The sound of a thousand drumming circles throbbed through the air as Yameno sang \u2013 the indigenous peoples woven into the land of the Americas and all the lands of the earth, drumming and chanting, their feet pounding the ground. Hi, ya! Hi, ya! <\/em>they called.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" We are the Protectors of the Water This morning I watched a beautiful video explaining that the women of the Standing Rock Sioux are the keepers of the water and so they are not \u201cprotestors\u201d, but \u201cprotectors\u201d.\u00a0 As I watch this \u201cstanding up\u201d for the water happening in the Dakotas I am particularly engaged because, … <\/p>\n
\n\u201cWe are coming,\u201d called Yameno, and the Tree Woman gripped his back as he leapt into the air.<\/p>\n
\n<\/em>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 My soul singing touches the moon and the sun.
\n<\/em>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 I am the herald, the seeker, the messenger.
\n<\/em>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 I bear the song for those seeking the One.
\n<\/em>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 I am the hunter, the knower, the lover.
\n<\/em>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 My voice like a spear pierces deep in the night.
\n<\/em>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 I am the lone, the many, the mirror.
\n<\/em>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 My call is like lightning, jagged and bright!<\/em><\/p>\n
\n<\/em>\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0freeborn, earth travelers \u2013
\n<\/em>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 soul singing, earth travelers \u2013
\n<\/em>\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0touching the moon and the sun.
\n<\/em>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 We are the commune, the sharers,
\n<\/em>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 the lovers,
\n<\/em>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 joining together, ever seeking the One.<\/em><\/p>\n