Monday, December 10th, 2007 • 1 Comment on Brush Dancing My Way Through Life
I bought these holiday cards at Texture, my favorite little funky gift shop, a couple of weeks ago. (Never mind that I didn’t send out cards last year and still have boxes and boxes of the things sitting around—I like cards!) I loved the design on the front—the girl in her long blue dress and black boots, dancing through the snow. Underneath the picture are the words season of joy, which fits the image. It is a joyous little card.
I only just opened the box of cards tonight, intending to send out a few—sometime this week. It was then that I read the back of the card and a shiver went up my spine:
The Brush Dance is a Yurok Indian healing ritual where being true to yourself means giving your best to help a person in need. Being true to yourself is the one and only Yurok Indian law.
I had a couple of people in mind to send this card to—a couple of people I think are in need of both healing and a “season of joy”—which makes this joyous little card all the more special. Since I have been reading Joseph Campbell lately, I have been reflecting on being true to myself and staying “centered”—remembering what’s important and not getting lost. That message of healing and joy applies to me, too. I not only want to be joyous, I need it.
Lately, I have found myself extending kindness to people I hardly know. It’s not as if I’m a horrible or rude person, but lately I seem to be drawn to people who are in need… perhaps because I recognize the need within myself. I tend to offer to others what it is I need most for myself. Among the words in my word ornament is the word nurture—something that has always been important to me, but I am rediscovering what that means and how good it makes me feel to help someone else—and to not forget to nurture myself in the process.
I read the Brush Dance description on this little card and I smiled because it was just too perfect for where I am right now. But it was the artist’s name that sent the shiver up my spine:
I believe in magic and I think the universe is trying to tell me something. I’m listening, I’m listening….