A Moment in Two Worlds - By Rhyia Joy Heart Gen7 Youth Ambassador

​The world we live in exchanges time for money.  Every second is a heartbeat; an inhale; an exhale. If you could afford just a moment of your life- would you? 

As I walk this road of my ancestors I stop and listen. As I look for a familiar sound in an unfamiliar place,straying away from resistance and fear of the unknown, I hear every step I make and am reminded of my substance and existence.

The bushes sway, breathe with me. As I walk by they greet me with every rustle in the wind.

Suddenly I hear jingles in the quivering leaves bringing me back to my familiar peace.

The wrath of my grandmother's shawl dancing in the wind brushes my hair across my face.  I cannot see their presence but I can feel their love embrace my shoulder. If I listen closer I could hear the prayers of a million different languages looking for an answer already within.

As I walk down this unfamiliar road I am reminded I never walk alone.

If you could afford just a moment of your life to listen, would you?