I completed a training this week called Stand & Deliver. In the course, we had to find our voice, project, stand and deliver from our whole body. It was an intense 2 days, if you can imagine. One of my assignments was to read this poem as if it were mine, and to slow down, way down. It is a beautiful piece written by Joy Harjo (original piece here). I got through the first 7 lines and immediately broke down, and was challenged to deliver the poem through my tears. Powerful. I share this with you, so you can be moved, too.
Remember the sky that you were born under ...
know each of the star's stories.
Remember the moon ... know who she is.
Remember ... the sun's birth at dawn, that is the strongest point of time.
Remember sundown ... and the giving away to night.
Remember your birth ... how your mother struggled ...
To give you form and breath.
You are evidence of her life ... and her mother's ... and hers.
Remember your father.
He is your life, also.
Remember the earth ... whose skin you are:
red earth ... black earth ... yellow earth ... white earth ...
brown earth ... we are earth.
Remember the plants ... trees ... animal life ...
Who all have their tribes ... their families ... their histories, too.
Talk to them.
Listen to them.
They are alive poems.
Remember the wind.
Remember her voice.
She knows the origin of this universe.
Remember that you are all people.
And that all people are you.
Remember that you are this universe ...
And that this universe is you.
Remember that all is in motion ... is growing ... is you.
Remember that language comes from this.
Remember the dance that language is ... that life is.