February 8, 2019, Chino Valley-
Every second and fourth Friday evening, God willing, a group of us gathers at the home of two dear friends, here in this town, 15 miles north of Prescott. We share a meal, then indulge in drumming and chanting, with a flautist accompanying much of the music.
There is, of course, conversation before, after and in between the musical selections. One of the members of the group shared the traditions and teachings of the Cherokee of North Carolina, explaining that there has been some divergence within the tribe, with regard to dialect and certain customs, as a result of the Trail of Tears and its resulting geographic isolation, of one group from another.
He performed a traditional Cherokee blessing, prior to the meeting’s end. This is shared below, as performed by another vocal group. I see similarities with other cultures, from Keltic Irish to Zulu, in terms of blessings wished upon visitors and loved ones. We each noted that there is an essential tie between humans, both regardless of physical distance and regardless of separation by time.
I can feel an almost palpable connection, with my maternal grandfather, who I never met and with paternal ancestors, who I have been assured are watching over me constantly, from the distance of several hundred years. Likewise, among those who live hundreds, or thousands, of miles away, I feel an unbreakable bond-though we may see one another once, or not at all, in the course of this earthly life. Whether through genetic memory or a spiritual envelope, the ties have been, and continue to be, unbreakable.
The bonds that some try to break, out of fear, narcissism or ignorance, can never really be broken. We are at a stage, in our human evolution, when connections are, or are about to be, seen for their true nature: Indissoluble.