Keeper of the Ways
|Keeper of the Ways|
She is Grandmother Spider who weaves the web that holds our communities together. Taking rituals and traditions she spins them into her intricate web while singing ever “Remember where you came from” a question spiraling in layers…
How far back do you remember, how deep, how high?
What sort of stardust are you made from?
She weaves it ever inward, ever stronger, ever richer-
Remember, Remember, Remember-
Beneath it all ever the reminder that you are more, so much more & if you live those rituals instead of just doing them, then you will be pulled into the moment, the expansive sacred moment where all the strands meet. I walk with these ancestors when I remember what was taught, what was given, when my grandmothers stand by me and see me bake, sew, create, grow. Slowly, being present, stitch by stitch, the ritual brings you back always into that moment, that slowing down that allows the quiet breath to speak in silence and you listen to all that is, all that was and all that will be again. You see it all, quiet and rhythmic, like breath, like pulse, like ritual- and so she weaves.