“In thinking on my death I hoped I would be ready, so that on that day my obituary would be able to say I was a strong individual; that I nurtured my uniqueness; that I always stood up for equity and diversity to their fullest among all things; that the ordinariness of the white culture is a crime of boredom and a waste of sacred potential. I hoped it would say that I was never ordinary.”
– Kay Cordell Whitaker, “Sacred Link – Joining Fortunes With The Unknown – Chapter 5, Touch The Clay, Touch The Altar”
Touch The Clay, Touch The Altar
…Chea handed me a bowl to put away in the cupboard. “So,” she said. “That leaves the gifts of the directions. These things here on the counter can wait for us. Let’s sit down in the big room. We’re going to talk about this now.”
I walked to the bench by the front window and looked out at the graying sky. It started to rain. The water was slow and silent. Domano brought out the little heater and set it in the middle of the room. We all crowded around it on the floor close to the warmth.
The front of the heater had a grill that was in the pattern of a circle divided by a cross. Chea said that was like the symbol for the Medicine Wheel of Life, which for us is situated on our Mother Earth. The spokes described the four directions and the four elements, and the space beyond described the fifth direction, the above. She said that all things here were made from the four elements and the five directions each in proportions unique to themselves.
Chea pointed to the lines of the cross. “Every direction has its own nature, its own part of life that it regulates. Part of your long journey is to figure out just what that is. You have your mind, your senses, your heart and you have the gifts of the directions to guide you.
“Look at the south, the gift of knowing your own Song. Have you ever learned how to do something really well?”
“Yes.” I answered. “My music. My art.”
“What did you feel when you did this thing really good? What was in that feeling?” She grabbed her arms around her knees and rolled back and forth.