Joe
In my heart I can't express,
The loss of a friend, a leader, a teacher,
That filled me, helped me, taught me,
To respect and know,
More about who I am,
Who we are,
How we stand,
How we connect to it all.
Functioning becomes difficult,
When the pain in my chest fills my emotions,
Tears me apart,
Reveals the frailty of it all,
The mask that runs so very thin,
Look out spirit world,
You have called home a handful,
Enjoy the company,
I sure do.
I lost today my friend and mentor and tribal leader. It is hard for me to function with the knowledge of this loss. I am going to have to go home and morn. OR I am going to have to swallow this and try and continue.
All wise and loving Mother,
All understanding and patient Father,
We give thanks this day for the blessings you have bestowed upon us,
We reach out to you and embrace your teachings,
So that they may guide us and help us in times of joy and sorrow.
Today we honor our family by honoring you and our Tribal Doyen Joseph Bearwalker Wilson,
We are thankful for his connection to you and your teachings,
So that we may become closer to you, gracious Mother, and you, kind Father.
We know that his continued spirit connects with us as his physical body returns to the earth.
We ask that you continue to teach and guide him in his journey as you teach and guide all of us.
In adversity as well as happiness,
With love,
So will it be.
It is real hard today to even think about Joe. He came into my life while I was doing some spiritual searching. I had lost my grandfather, I was full of questions, I was not finding any comfort in anything, I started talking to him and he started helping me make sense of my world. He was more teaching me to listen than anything else. I would have a problem with life and I would talk it out with him. He was a rough and gruff old man that just didn't have time for bullshit, so we could get right to the root of the problem and go about looking for answers. He always told me he liked my poetry. I would post it and annoy everyone else. I would catch him in the chat room just hanging out and we would talk for a while. It was nice just having him around.
I will miss him.
The loss of a friend, a leader, a teacher,
That filled me, helped me, taught me,
To respect and know,
More about who I am,
Who we are,
How we stand,
How we connect to it all.
Functioning becomes difficult,
When the pain in my chest fills my emotions,
Tears me apart,
Reveals the frailty of it all,
The mask that runs so very thin,
Look out spirit world,
You have called home a handful,
Enjoy the company,
I sure do.
I lost today my friend and mentor and tribal leader. It is hard for me to function with the knowledge of this loss. I am going to have to go home and morn. OR I am going to have to swallow this and try and continue.
All wise and loving Mother,
All understanding and patient Father,
We give thanks this day for the blessings you have bestowed upon us,
We reach out to you and embrace your teachings,
So that they may guide us and help us in times of joy and sorrow.
Today we honor our family by honoring you and our Tribal Doyen Joseph Bearwalker Wilson,
We are thankful for his connection to you and your teachings,
So that we may become closer to you, gracious Mother, and you, kind Father.
We know that his continued spirit connects with us as his physical body returns to the earth.
We ask that you continue to teach and guide him in his journey as you teach and guide all of us.
In adversity as well as happiness,
With love,
So will it be.
It is real hard today to even think about Joe. He came into my life while I was doing some spiritual searching. I had lost my grandfather, I was full of questions, I was not finding any comfort in anything, I started talking to him and he started helping me make sense of my world. He was more teaching me to listen than anything else. I would have a problem with life and I would talk it out with him. He was a rough and gruff old man that just didn't have time for bullshit, so we could get right to the root of the problem and go about looking for answers. He always told me he liked my poetry. I would post it and annoy everyone else. I would catch him in the chat room just hanging out and we would talk for a while. It was nice just having him around.
I will miss him.
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