Bone and seed

June 28, 2010

In the words of the Chimila Indians, bone and seed are nearly identical. The hands of the then-living crafted urns large enough to hold a femur, urns with mouths large enough to swallow a skull, then buried it all deep in the earth, giving rise to the growth of those yet to come.

This is my lesson from the ancients: I must profoundly bury one set of bones before new life grows.

“You hold onto the past too tightly,” said the dark-haired woman in the island house. “You must choose to put it away.”

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