I Matter Because I Am
The wind enters my lungs and begins to breathe with me, wide and deep. My sensory awareness shifts to a still place within and below the physical immediacy of feather, muscle, bone and blood; a place where ravens dream between the worlds. With my raven dreambody, I sense the electric thrill and see the silver strands of light that connect me with all things: the drag of earth, the pull of sky and the dance of wind; the trees, the rocks and the warm- and cold-blooded forest creatures; the movement of moon, tide and deep-swimming salmon; the clearcuts on the mountainside and the dying ocean; and my motionless, human form perched at the edge of the rock cliff.
Through this raven awareness, I see the silver strands of light that connect my human form to earth, sky, wind, trees, rocks, ocean, moon, salmon and forest creatures; and to the wounds of the living earth and her ocean waters. My pulsing light, my streaming blood, are part of this greater, silver-threaded weaving of life. One world, one heart, one breath joins us all in our beauty and our wounding. My life and my humanity are this big, complex and luminescent. I matter because I am.
From Tale of the Lost Daughter Ch. 5