Finding Our Way Again - 48" x 24", Acrylic on Fir, SOLD

Finding Our Way Again

In the blue beneath the red beneath the blue is red

I come to this place

As if in a boat drifting

Between the unknown lands

Of both the future and the past

Adrift in the present

To find the way where spirits bled

Following the stars above

To see that where we drift

Is not here nor there

With no land in sight

I’m trying to find that place with no name

With a life all around and spirits that live inside

Still we search air and sky

In that Magis Shell way

Which guided in times before

When we lost our ways

So I’ll listen again to hear what it might say

That spirit in the waters and in the Breath across the sky

A part of each other and what went to the other side

Finding that place with no name seems so far away

To find that future in the past through watered dreams

That tomorrow’s hope came from yesterday’s past

Retracing the deep for what was lost and fell

In the spirit of a Sacred Shell

Looking deep inside and picking up pieces into the dream

In a world where we are scattered and spin and sway

In a life of imbalance and sickness and pain

The past has shapeshifted into the future

While our future is trying to keep the past

When one by one our Ancestors struggled to keep it all well hid

Elders take leave of this world and a Culture goes if they don’t tell

And one by one more medicine, by one more language by one more truth

That might have helped us find our way to healing

The blue beneath the red beneath the blue which is our Mother’s Red Earth.

LauraLee K. Harris

(Magis Shell teaching/prophesy is from the Anishnawvbe Ojibwe Midewewin

"Anishnawbe ~ Clan Relations")