Spirit Brotherhood with Joseph Firecrow — Live on!

The day was overcast and rainy – I had just ordered a Halibut stuffed pastry, and the only message I could get on my cell phone was that on Tuesday, July 11, one of my dearest friends and blood-brother passed away.

Profound sadness became a solid vacuum within me; yet …

In spite of the grayness of the day, colors were brighter — green was greener, brown was browner, smiles were brighter.  I thought of Joe.

I embraced the wet and the cold, feeling alive for Joe.

I touched the plants, the tree bark, the flowers; and smiled as my tears became one with the rain. I thought of Joe.

The caws from a trio of huge pitch-black crows made my heart sing for Joe and then soar with them across the valley.

The halibut in my pastry was remarkable. As I thought of the life given for that pleasure,  I thought of Joe.

My spirituality shifted to a different angle, reminding my soul of what magic was.  His voice, his laughter, his tenderness, his being — a confluence of wonder I will never, ever forget, for I will always sense him in the Spirit of everything.

During the blood-mingling ceremony, Ho’ėspenahkohe baptized me be known to the Great Spirit as Ma’háhko’e.  We shared soul secrets.  While Bears don’t fly, I hope you soar; and roam and sing and dance and laugh and cry. Farewell Ho’ėspenahkohe.

All my love,
Ma’háhko’e

 

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