Manifest My Destiny


“Sometimes we encounter Heyokah [Heyókȟa] the Trickster Teacher on the Sacred Path. This contrary clown is a Spiritual Counselor to us humans who teaches us through laughter and opposites. Heyokah will make you wonder if what you are doing or saying is actually correct, which will then make you think and figure it out for yourself. When the Trickster Teacher gets you to look at the beliefs you use as a crutch on your own, you might find the crutch breaks and you land on the ground on your rear end. Heyokah has taught you a lesson! If the opposite happens and the crutch stands firm and holds you up, you have gained a Knowing System for your life.

Many tribal traditions have Trickster Teachers who dress in costume for Ceremony and wear regular clothing in their daily life. The Plains Indians called their Divine Trickster, Heyokah. The Hopi and Pueblo called him Koshario. Their jokes do not stop, however as they are teachers. All Heyokahs operate through opposites. These trickster teachers impart their wisdom to seekers in the exact opposite of how we might try to find the answers ourselves. The laughter that results is usually a lesson for the entire community.” ~Debbie Two Feathers

Heyókȟa [Heyoka] shows the Sacred Mirror and shatters the glass between worlds.” ~Axis and the Undernet

Heyókȟa moves between worlds, baffling the affable, amazing the baffled. Building broken bridges made stronger at the broken places. Channeling Mystery. Twisting ashes. Transforming hearts into wombs •Heyókȟa pulls Heaven down and Hell up, forcing a profane (sacred) union of opposites. Angels choke on halos. Demons get hard pressed into diamonds. God gets lost in the brambles. The devil’s heart becomes heavy with light. Meanwhile, Heyókȟa laughs and laughs and laughs. His shadow so gray it glows. • They are here to flip your script and scribble all over what you think you know. They are here to turn your tables into a feast where you just can’t kill the beast. • When you need shelter, Heyókȟa will be the rain. When you need a parachute, Heyókȟa will be the fall. When your glass house needs a mirror, Heyoka will be the stone. ~ Gary Z McGee

My be-ness will not be-less;
Refusal to comply
With compressing myself
To your comfort size.

Manifest my Destiny
No man claims ownership of me.
I am more
Human than Sovereign—
You do not reign
Over me,
Save your trickery.
You all have freedom to get lost
We lost ours to be found.

But you rain
On me,
Fallowing my fellows.
You who only know
Of pillaging Mother’s groves.
Take all, leave none.
Emotionally bankrupt Ones.

Mother wails that you’re her son
When you could have been her sun…
Thunderstorms.
Natural “disasters” named
After women—what is the implication?

How you think you’re the only one?
Deranged beliefs you’re alone,
You are never on your own.
Faulty beliefs never relieve
Never by yourself,
Always with yourself
Yet eluding views
Of self reflections —

Delusional derision.

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