A Letter to My Ancestors

A soul enters this body
with an ocean of awareness
a vast sea of emotions
Waves of pleasure and pain
Sensing the feelings
of others,
of I
In this vast dwelling on Earth
Ancestors, help me remember
The pleasure and the pain
For I have dwelled here
And am here now
Awake
and often asleep
and often seeing the sleep
I have a debt to the ancestry before me
I have remembered your pain
I see it and feel it
But now sweet ones,
It is time to celebrate your beauty,
your wisdom,
your love,
And bring it
to this new day
I awaken to the joys before me
I awaken to the love before me
I awaken your kinship with the Earth
and I celebrate
For all has happened beyond the knowing
of that who is me
And I ask that you celebrate with me
For you and me are we.

Written by Stephanie Sarasvati 11/3/2011

Synopsis:
Many times I feel like I see through the eyes of my indigenous ancestors.  Many times I identify more with the pain that has happened through their eyes.  I want to now remember their pain, but most of all celebrate their gifts to the world.  This poem is a letter to my ancestors, with a message of healing, a message of joy, a message of celebration for their lives and mine.  For I may not understand the whole picture of how or why things are the way they are, but I can remember their, our beauty, the gifts that they have bestowed upon the world.