Indigenous Peoples Day

Dearly Beloved, Grace and Peace to you.


This day I name for those who have lived long in this place. This day I name for those who have welcomed us, and blessed this place before us.

This day I name for those who have endured generations of erasure and assault, the Trail of Tears, Via Dolorosa, exiles at home, longing for the land beneath their feet and its well being, as a lost lover, and who seek still to hallow this ground.

This day I name not for one who “discovered” this land once but for those who discovered it new each day, dwelling in the land, seeing it, marrying it. This day I name for repenting of white arrogance, and for seeking the community of living beings.

This day I name for those whose beauty, effaced, endures, whose pride dances in the sun, whose wisdom awaits us; for those whose deep eyes invite us to see, to belong, to sit down together in a great circle and thank.

This day I name for those who are wiped away and yet remain, blessing, singing and dancing.

Deep Blessings, Pastor Steve

__________________ Steve Garnaas-Holmes Unfolding Light

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