Respect of Elders and Ancestors...
through Spiritual Medicine
By Harvey Walks With Hawks Doyle
looked upon their faces when we were children. We sat around the fire and
they told us stories of Creator, about Spirit of old, about Mother Earth
and our animal brothers and sisters.
All this knowledge was to be
passed on to our children; as we were their children then. A blessing
passed to us but we did not know it then when we were so young. Time has
gone and time has passed; did we learn anything from our relatives or
ancestors or the Elders of Old?
Those old ones, the ancient
Elders who taught us, bent us like the spirit wind among the trees. Pointed
out the herbs, the trees, and told us how Mother Nature could heal us
physically and spiritually. Taught us to look between the leaves of life.
Taught us about our first Vision Quest, the temperament of the Spirit.
Chanted around the fire of Blessing of Old.
We thought that we would always
go to them, and answers would return in familiar voices, their voices of
ancient times. Too many times we did not appreciate their stories, their
humor, their laughing, and their words that guided us with lessons. Our
differences were great, we thought, we were young and didn’t really know
difficulties in your young lives; because they as Elders were there to teach
us and to nurture us with knowledge and Spirit.
Our eyes wandered to other
things, our voices mingled with strange ones; ones who were to teach us of
worldly ways and not spiritual ways. And suddenly, like the vapor mists or
fog that sits on the meadow in the evening and fades in the sunlight, and
the clouds that struck the mountain tops, they were gone. We did not see
them go, we did not listen to their voices to learn their spirit and
knowledge. We were too young to understand. They slipped past the earthly
boundaries to joy and to spirit world to rest with limit.
Now the question hangs in
midair with their voices of knowledge and spirit to answer. And the
differences fade like mist but memories persist with genuine humor, genuine
and love. We, in turn convince our own children to “Hear me now my
children and hear me now my family,”….Now hear me of the Ancient Elders and
of their knowledge and spirit. “Hear me my Children and listen”. Now we
search our minds to guide our own children; but did we listen enough when we