By Belinda Eriacho
“There is a point when you have to decide and to allow yourself to fly into the unknown.” ~ Belinda Eriacho ~
Yá’át’ééh shik’éí dóó shidine’é (greetings relatives and my people),
This article is used as a tool to share experiences and information with you. Many of these topics may touch a soft spot in your being and when it does it is just a reminder that change is occurring.
In the Dine’ (Navajo) culture there is a phrase that is used, ”Walking the Corn Pollen Path.” As a Dine’ person, I carry with me a small buckskin bundle that contains corn pollen and some sacred stones. The corn pollen is used every morning as part of my prayer. A pinch of corn pollen is gathered between the right thumb and index finger. The pollen is placed on the swirl at the top of my head and on my tongue. The remainder of the yellow pollen is sprinkled before me in the easterly direction. Creating the path of prayers that I want Creator to manifest. I end my prayer four times with, “Hózhó náhásdlíí’, meaning “it has become beauty again.”
When we go through life we experience situations and lessons that ultimately make us stronger. Truthfully some of the most challenging life experiences that I have gone through have been some of my greatest teachers. My prayer is to use this Blog as a catalyst to help transform each of us towards hozho (beauty and balance).
We are at a time that our ancestors before us had prayers about. This time is a time of great change. We see the change all around us, from climate change to major political changes. I see this as a time to step forward and a call to action. I think about the prayer that my ancestors had for me (their grandchild) when they were alive. Creating their corn pollen path of prayers. And then, I think about the prayers and the world that I want to leave for my grandchildren and their grand children’s grandchildren.
What is the legacy you wish to leave for your grandchildren and the children of the world and those yet to come?
Just as a butterfly goes through a metamorphosis from an egg, to a caterpillar, to a chrysalis, and finally to an amazing beautiful butterfly it is possible to transform ourselves, our families, our communities, and ultimately the collective. The transformational process must first begin with each of us. To speak the truth of what our ancestors were afraid to speak of.
Hózhóogo naasháa doo, may we all walk in beauty.