A journey to become a true ‘White Ally’: Making right some of the wrongs of racism and genocide in the Americas
STATEMENT LONG OVERDUE
“Imagine who you are, then do It on purpose.” –Dolly Parton
In 2017, it was the first holiday season I did not send out a card or letter to my friends in over 60 years! It wasn’t because I had nothing to say. I had too much. I just couldn’t distill it into a page that anyone–including myself–could make sense of. I was in the middle of something, therefore there was no resolution to report, no way to tie it all up with a bow.
You see, in the fall of 2016, I was given the honor of carrying a ceremonial staff on behalf of the Circle of Grandmothers and Grandfathers, Wisdom Keepers of the Planet, by a group that originated in Peru 11 years before.
In accordance with ancient prophecies which can be traced back to the Inka, but which have been repeated and reflected in other native cultures (like the Hopi and the Maya around the time of the conquest) there would be a time (about 500 years hence) when the original peoples of both the continents of South and North America would be reunited. It would be a time when the two-leggeds (the human beings) would most need their wisdom to regain the right relationship to their Sacred Mother Planet Earth. The symbolic image for this fulfillment is the Eagle of the North and the Condor of the South re-united under the same Sky, the Abya Ayala. The Central American god, Quetzalcoatl, plays a major role in this. We are living in that time. The Hopi said it first: “We are the ones we have been waiting for.”
The staff I carried, called The “Coricancha” in the Quechua language, had traveled with its masculine counterpart, a silver-headed condor staff, through 11 countries in South and Central America and one year had even been taken to Spain. My job as staff carrier would be to gather women in North America in circles to discuss these prophecies and to find ways to advance the ancient agenda: Making Our Sustainable Peace With the Earth, our Pachamama. I did this through a series of monthly Zoom (cyber) calls from April to October 2017.
As a White woman, I felt oddly tasked as I met with what seemed like an uphill struggle to get “original” and “non-original” women to have conversations and find common ground. It looked to me that our “indigenous women friends might not trust my motives. And why should they?
During the past few years, from the fall of 2016, my journey to appreciate the enormous challenges to truth and reconciliation that we face as a nation of usurpers has taken me to:
New York City (September 2016) where I received this commission in the shadow of the U.N., to
Standing Rock, North Dakota (October 2016) where my daughter, Viveka and I stood in ceremony with the water protectors; to
Oaxaca, Mexico (July 2017) where, in a sacred ceremony at the Zapotec archeological site in Monte Alban, we witnessed the opening of a portal to the ancient corn goddess on the Mayan “day outside of time;”
Yellowknife in the Northwest Territories, Canada (July 2018) where the masculine counterpart of the staff I carried was realigned with its original mission (not without some powerful Shamanic magic, I might add); to
Tepoztlan, Mexico in the state of Morales (October 2018) the birthplace of the mother of the god Quetzalcoatl (see image below) as well as the Mexican revolutionary Emiliano Zapata, where the staff was passed on to a venerable Mexican elder in partnership with a Lakota woman to complete its 13-year cycle and be returned to its place of origin in Cuzco, Peru, at the site of the original temple of the Sun. And finally, to
Toronto, Ontario, Canada, for the 7th Parliament of the World’s religions in November 2018, where I participated in the Indigenous Cultural Awareness program and will receive my certification in January 2019.
Now that you see something of the journey I have been on to become a true “White Ally” and to begin to do what I can in the time that remains to me to right some of the wrongs of racism and genocide in the Americas.
On April 28, 2018, I turned 80, and celebrated in Mt. Shasta, CA. with St. Germain. and other 4th and 5th-dimensional friends.