"A Reunion Of Souls" ~1 ~ January 2 ( ONE )
- A Cherokee Feast Of DaysA new door opens--a new year has begun.
This is a very special time, one year passing
away, another beginning. All of us are awed by this
event. Yet some are worried while others are con-
fident about what has been promised. What do we
see? What is on the horizon?
Seeing what is coming is little different from
spotting a deer in the woods. Most of the time we
look for the entire outline of the deer--from the
rack to the flicking tail--and we miss the joy of
glimpsing a live deer scampering through the
woods. When we know what we are looking for,
we focus: a tiny movement, an ear, a white tail held
high--any evidence that points to what we are try-
ing to see. But when we do not believe there is
even a deer in the woods, we fail to see any evi-
dence and end up jeering at the idea. What do we
miss? Everything, simply everything.
Mutants [whites] have something called gravy. They
know the truth but it is hidden under the spices of
convenience, materialism, insecurity, and fear.
By: Joyce Sequichie Hifler