Dwellings -A Spiritual History of the Living World
Book Review by Sun and Planets Spirituality AYINRIN
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Author:His Magnificence the Crown, Kabiesi Ebo Afin! Oloja Elejio Oba Olofin Pele Joshua Obasa De Medici Osangangan Broad daylight.
Chickasaw poet, novelist, and essayist Linda Hogan brings together 16 pieces growing out of her readings of the natural world, plants, animals, and Native American rituals. In beautiful prose that will send shivers up and down your spine, she articulates the mystical connections between Earth's relations. Hogan reflects poetically upon the language of corn and sunflowers; the fears and misapprehensions we bring to encounters with snakes, bats, and wolves; and the yearnings we all have for communication with other species.
In one of the best essays, the author writes about a sweat lodge ceremony as a ritual of healing designed to re-connect humans with "our broken-off pieces of self and world." Dwellings is contemporary wisdom literature at its capacious best — full of both soul and spirit.
Read an Excerpt on Listening and Hope
DwellingsA Spiritual History of the Living World
A Book Excerpt on Listening
"Sometimes I hear it talking. The light of the sunflower was one language, but there are others more audible. Once, in the redwood forest, I heard a beat, something like a drum or heart coming from. the ground and trees and wind. That underground current stirred a kind of knowing inside me, a kinship and longing, a dream barely remembered that disappeared back to the body. Another time, there was the booming voice of an ocean storm thundering from far out at sea, telling about what lived in the distance, about the rough water that would arrive, wave after wave revealing the disturbance at center.
"Tonight I walk. I am watching the sky. I think of the people who came before me and how they knew the placement of stars in the sky, watched the moving sun long and hard enough to witness how a certain angle of light touched a stone only once a year. Without written records, they knew the gods of every night, the small, fine details of the world around them and of immensity above them.
Walking, I can almost hear the redwoods beating. And the oceans are above me here, rolling clouds, heavy and dark, considering snow. On the dry, red road, I pass the place of the sunflower, that dark and secret location where creation took place. I wonder if it will return this summer, if it will multiply and move up to the other stand of flowers in a territorial struggle.
"It's winter and there is smoke from the fires. The square, lighted windows of houses are fogging over. It is a world of elemental attention, of all things working together, listening to what speaks in the blood. Whichever road I follow, I walk in the land of many gods, and they love and eat one another. Walking, I am listening to a deeper way. Suddenly all my ancestors are behind me. Be still, they say. Watch and listen. You are the result of the love of thousands."
DwellingsA Spiritual History of the Living World
A Book Excerpt on Hope
"There are so many beginnings. In Japan, I recall, there were wildflowers that grew in the far, cool region of mountains. The bricks of Hiroshima, down below, were formed of clay from these mountains, and so the walls of houses and shops held the dormant trumpet flower seeds. But after one group of humans killed another with the explosive power of life's smallest elements split wide apart, the mountain flowers began to grow. Out of the crumbled, burned buildings they sprouted. Out of destruction and bomb heat and the falling of walls, the seeds opened up and grew. What a horrible beauty, the world going its own way, growing without us. But, perhaps this, too, speaks of survival, of hope beyond our time."
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