HEYOKA IN THE MIRROR

When I wrote this, I woke up in the middle of the night and the poem just flowed out. After writing it, I went back to sleep. I had forgotten about it until today and felt the need to share it. I guess because I hadn’t already shared it yet, it just wasn’t time to until now! A reminder that there are no coincidences: look at the date it was written!

_{ELK-DREAMER AND HEYOKA
Charles Thomas Willis c.1879}

HEYOKA IN THE MIRROR

When the heyoka is confronted with the heyoka
It is forced to see what it doesn’t want to see within itself
The eyes of the All looking at the One self
Who is the one seeing the one seated in meditation?
Who is outside looking in, who is inside looking out
Who is inside, looking inside
Exposed and raw, every nerve tingling
Upsetting the apple cart
Rocking the boat
Seeing the Divine in the stillness of the moment
The Creator and the created
The body paint washed away
The costumes disrobed
The black and white is now grey
The sacred clown laughs at itself, with itself, by itself, for itself
Seeking the seeker
Linking the heart to the brain
Understanding the hoop, the tree, the web
The great expansion
The white calf in the morning dew
The grass glistening beneath the fog
All my relations-
All of me and are all of you
Being in this world and not of it
Our wisdom is embedded deep within the cracks and crevices of the faces of our elders
Cradled in the hands of our mothers and rested on the backs of our fathers
Waiting for us to carry what is ours home

-Kris Miller
1/25/2020