Where does spirit come from?
I am of the belief that you are born with it or not.
Some call it passion.I call it spirit.
Recently, my kindergarten teacher said she remembered me as a happy child.
She thought I was bright and full of energy.Little did she know that on the inside I was a very hurt child.
I was different from others, and today I know I am unique.I try to have a passion for life and a fight for social justice.
Others see me as a pain in the ass and a trouble maker.
They are correct on both counts and I am proud of it.That is my spirit.
A candidate in the previous municipal election said"you need to pick your battles".
Who made that rule?
Are there rules for social justice?
I only know one rule...I do not want to be on your team if you shaft people and take advantage of the vunerable.
Remember in a previous post I spoke about industrialization?
I mentioned a community like ours operating at full steam because of teamwork.
Imagine working that hard as a single entity.You bust your butt because you do not fit in.You get frustrated because people do not understand you have a challenge that makes you unique.
Would you not think that person would give up the fight eventually.
Not me.
I will not surrender even if they bully,push,taunt,and put hurdles in front of me.
I am a spirit like the eagle that soars above the mountain top.
I cry out so others know I am near and it is mine to see the vision.
I can see the mountain tops.
They only see the ground beneeth their feet.
My wings spread out and a feather slips from my back and sails to the ground below.
One of the others picks it up and enjoys its beauty.
I know they cannot know what it is like to soar.
I imagine right now, what an eagle feather feels like.
To be given one by an elder.To be respected so well that the ultimate gift is a vision from above and a flight of freedom.
Imagine walking in the shoes of people who see with such a vision.So much courage to survive and the expression of knowledge through a simple feather.
We will walk and share this emotion through time.They were here before us and we will soar with them for a moment.
A moment in time . We will walk in the shoes of those past..........
A step in time..............
The Aurora Spirit Walk....
Its not a walk.....
its a feeling.