It was just the few of them, a handful. They were joined along the way with other handfuls of people who wanted to participate. Small numbers, yet they walked their way along the road going South. It was an impressive prayer. It was nearly invisible to the attention of the modern world, of the media, of the internet, of strangers passing by.
Several elders, Tribal Grandmothers made this journey. At the end Grandmother offered water from the headwaters to the broken, poisoned, raped, trashed and dying Gulf of Mexico. They carried that water offering in a little bucket, all those miles. Happy Mothers Day, Sacred River.
This same weekend, women Christians in Jerusalem were arrested for their desire to pray at the so-called wailing wall. This was the first I knew that women were not allowed pray at this sacred Christian artifact. Just a handful of women were there, trying to do that. In Ohio, three young women were rescued from ten years of slavery and abuse. In Bangladesh, a young woman was pulled from the ruins of a collapsed factory, where more than one thousand people dies, after 17 days, alive and recovering.
Women all over the world look for power, look for the internal tools they need to persevere and grow in a world society that is largely hostile to all of its women. Every day the path to that sacred power is in plain sight. I was surprised that the River Walker women were not joined and supported by more women. It looks like a long lonely walk. they passed by sleeping women every day, dreaming they could find some way to change things, to be heard, to be safe.
The old Indians always told me that, my friend, whatever you need is not far away. Many of the old Indians and their children are on the move these days. They are trying to be heard. They are nearby. They know some things, they know some very powerful and interesting things. Patient in a world starving for what they would say, these Grandmothers, yet unable to find them, unable to hear them. So many people, it seems, walk right past what they are looking for, because they never look around. We all expect our salvation is somewhere distant...more often than not, it is nearby, if we could only pay more attention to what is "nearby".
Women like these have enormous healing power. They have the power to make corrections. Another woman at work is Hilary Clinton. The old white men of the GOP are terrified of her. They have already started their campaign of poison and rage against her, four years away from her possible election as the first woman United Staes President. The men who are afraid of her are the same men who measure their cash by the volume of poison pumped in and out of the Mississippi River. She is just One Woman. And the Moral Right is Terrified.
The natural laws of the Mystery Life tell us that if something is done, something will happen. So those tribal Grandmothers walking the river with their old medicines and spirits have done their part. They did something...so something will happen, if only someone is paying attention when it arrives.