Threshold ­­­Hopi Soul Song   

 (Kopavi  “the door on top of the head”

   Tunatyava  “comes true, being hoped for”)

dear Great Spirit, your gifts

to me are so many,

when I look at them and think of them

they multiply

and expand farther and farther afield

until my gifts from you encompass the sky

and everything underneath it 

thank you

my hands are open to the sky

I pray that the door on the top of my head

is always inviting to you,

so you will walk inside me, and join me

at the hearth of my heart,

at the seat of my self,

in the cradle of my womb,

at the base of my body where I join the Earth

when I speak it will be you speaking through me,

when I think I will listen to your thoughts 

when I breathe the breath is a prayer

of enfolding you into each of my cells, my blood,

and my life becomes the dance

for which you have intended me

tunatyava

from a fluid time in 2000