WAR ON TERROR & THE WIZARD OF OZ

“There is another way of looking at the spiritual history of whites. The vision of this view comes not from them but from our ability to alter our perception. The war within the soul of our white relatives cannot heal without our healing becoming a healing balm, a medicine for their healing process. Every soul, and every group has a path before them. Our anger over the way whites have exercised their powers, and gifts can only serve one purpose. It won't and hasn't changed their course very much. We can analyze history and relationship for years, but it will forever be outside of our circle of influence.

The most, I have learned, we can do is to unlearn everything we know. This act of power, in time, leads to a cool head, so important to Yoruba spirituality, and a heart capable of melting the ice in the heart of man; any man. It is simply said but the spiritual work to become the healing balm for those who hate and despise is the core of the Apostle Paul’s words:

“Love is long suffering. Love is kind. It is not jealous, Love does not boast. It is not inflated. It is not discourteous. It is not selfish, It is not irritable. It does not enumerate the evil. It does not rejoice over the wrong, but rejoices in the truth. It covers all things, it has faith for all things, it hopes in all things, it endures in all things.”

Laws against their behavior were made not from the heart. For the most part, logic was the path taken to get them to ease off of hateful practices. The heart path is not the typical path our white relatives take, but that is changing everyday. Historically, our relatives take the path of head. To determine, or predict the intention of white people (the collective consciousness) every hunter must study the prey. Studying neck movements is a simple trick. The neck movements cannot help but reveal the heart’s intent, and direction. It is the magician’s trick, and the hunter’s skill to reach the heart of the consciousness of whites with a style of loving that began when the hunter learned to unlearn everything he knew at the beginning of the stalk for power.

These words come from my heart. These are my words spoken after a long hard track through wild places.”

– Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of the Sacred Medicine Wheels