Sharifa Oppenheimer

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Invocation

Today let’s celebrate the earth-magic of Invocation: through consciously uniting with the emerald earth, through our conscious footsteps upon the fragrant loam, and through naming…calling….a future of beauty and abundance! From A Litany of Wild Graces:

I walk my forest land listening for whispers of these other-than-human intelligences, calling a litany of their names as I pass ~ Garlic Mustard, Fiddlehead Fern, Beechnut, Curly Dock ~ naming their blessings.  They entice me back to my senses, which carry  the collective wisdom  we have sadly lost.  Step by step, they bring me back to the living breathing Earth, sensuously alive with our composite Interbeing.  I invite you, the reader, to walk with me through these animate words.  We will re-member, gather back into ourselves the scattered members of our wild foliated, feathered, finned, and furred family. 

 

We will step outside the door, listen, and as we speak ruby-throated hummingbird our shoulders muscles will recall the mystical lemniscate  of her wings.  We will recite honeysuckle blossom and a heady, intoxicating sweetness will rise up within us.  Our ears will open to many wild languages calling to us come home.  Our skin will shuck off the tough husk of exploitation and extraction so our soft animal body can feel rain as grace, wind as god’s breath, the taste of honey as love itself.



Invocation

 

Walk 

at the center of

time and space

cosmic dust steady 

beneath our feet

as segmented worms 

tunnel.

Ancient ones

            fossils

             mineral strata

             bones of 

             great grandparents

carry us.

 

Listen to language 

of an earthly cosmology.

World-soul speaks

as breezes rattle bamboo 

 

as wood-thrush’s complex

refrain echoes

 

and voices of 

rain, rivers

ocean currents

sing in our veins

 

Children not yet born 

call from unseen realms.

Unimaginable futures

beckon to us.

Galaxies converge as

we set each foot on

sacred ground.

 

Gather not only the past

    all-that-has-been,

cast a net, as well, into the vast

    all-that-can-be.

 

Call down

Call here

Bring forward

 

protection

             corridors of light

 

sustenance

             needs met by grace

 

guidance

             navigation by soul- light

 

a clear path

             obstacles removed by unseen hands

 

Past, future

here, everywhere

human, other-than-human

congregate.

 

With

     this footstep

     now this

call the future.

 

Come.