Rev. Kate Stevens led a prayer circle in solidarity with Standing Rock Water Protectors. A bottle filled with water from the Missouri River at Standing Rock and local sacred waters sat in the middle. Kate put her hands on the bottle and everyone touched someone who was touching someone who was touching the water.
Touching the Water
For our ancestors, wise and unwise
Their blood flows like water through time
and settles for a while in our veins,
warm and nourishing and
with a long blood memory.
There is no “my blood” to sacrifice or
“my water” to drink,
no “this blood”
The Jew said,
Hath not a Jew eyes,
organs, dimensions, senses,
healed by the same means,
harmed by the same weapons,
warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer
as a Christian?
If you prick us do we not bleed?
Only one blood to spill
One water to sail upon
One blood remembering all as it flows through us,
as we struggle to forget.
One water aware of all as it flows around us,
as we flounder in forgetfulness.
One sacred duty for our very brief time here: