| El Rio Debajo El Rio: The river beneath the river, by Dr. Clarissa Pinkola Estés |
| Vol. 1, No. 4 March 31, 2008 | Signup for Weekly E-mail |
Wherever the land is dry and hard, you could be the water ...
or you could be the blade disking the earth open;
or you could be the acequia, the ditch that carries water from river to fields;
or you could be the just engineer mapping dams that must be taken down,
and those which would serve the venerable all, instead of only the very few;
or you could be the battered vessel for carrying water by hand;
or you could be the one who stores the water, protects it, blesses it or pours it;
or you could be the tired ground that receives it;
or you could be the scorched seed that drinks it;
or you could be the vine green-growing overland in all wild audacity ...
If there is an ancient secret to caring for and mending the significant lacerations to this “Oh-my-dear-God-beautiful” earth we’ve been given, by soul’s light it might be just a tiny four-word prayer from Creator to humanity:
“Please, just start anywhere.”