At sixteen
People’s Bible Church
sent me from rural Michigan farm lands
to Moody Bible Institute
in siren-screaming Chicago
Church fathers assumed,
despite curious evidence to the contrary,
that I was a StraightWhiteMale
born-again
wanna be choir director
Because I could sing with gospel appeal
and dance with evangelical zeal.
It was in Chicago
I learned some LeftBrain orthodoxy
of RightBrain orthopraxis
I had always felt,
from the Muse within.
This mind/body orthopraxis of singing
peak and valley embodied feelings
as opposed to merely memorizing lyrics
and vocal intervals
and rhythms
and sacred silent rests
in Earth’s indigenous Wisdom
Would sometimes swell up and out
from the souls of my Yang conducting feet
Music beginning with primordial
root chakra Yintegrity
positively impressing our full
sacred neurosystemic embodied
Muse
Heading up and down
and all around my heart chakra
mind/body double-binding
co-arising
in-between nonboundary
where transcendent monotheistic gospel
orchestrating, from above
cherishes EarthMother’s immanent empowerment,
mediating, from within
moving soulful choices
inviting good news Yang voices.
Those instructors who were planning
to more comfortably conduct
with their dominant right wing
orthodox uninspired messaging bodies
did not actively encourage us
to move below our stagnant necks
On the other hand
we had one woman of color
who invited each morning
conducting from the souls of our feet
with sufficient passion
to raise FatherSun’s
octaves of co-enlightenment.
She conducted warm-ups
considerably more athletic
than eremetic
Stretching compassion’s inside muscles
primal joint relationships
bicameral minds and lungs and hearts
while reaching
teaching
preaching outside ancient light/power
Musing memories
of dance
and prance
and, occasionally, communal trance.
Sadly,
merely sixteen,
I returned to conservative
rural homophobic xenophobic patriarchal anthro-privileged
RightWing dominant
People’s MonoTheistic Bible Church
more comfortable making metronomic
1-2-3-4
points like the 4/4
fractal sign
of a triumphantly crowning cross
While singing,
from my own entitled head-voice
repeating orthodox melodies
from disembodied traditional memories
At my peak experience best,
from my core heart chakra diaphragm
breathing in dogmatic history’s choices
while expiring more sacred
gay and trans-inspiring
transporting
orthopraxis
of ancient healthy sung passions
and wealthy moving beauty
written across every bipartisan resonant heart
Good news singing
and LeftBrain orchestrating
but not really great shoes moving
and RightBrain mediating
cooperative engagement in communal resonance
and community full-bodied
root-systemic resilience
Strong enough to carry
through six days
of secular ecocidal
lack of sacred Yang/Yintegral orthopraxis
transcending mere orthodox
religiously repeated narratives
To more fully embrace
wellness-souled
song and dance
gospel-passioned praxis
orchestrating FatherSun’s Yang dusk
while mediating MotherEarth’s Yintegral
empowering redawn
of indigenous nondualistic
nonviolent
nonverbal wisdom
Wellbeing mindful sung
and
Wellness rooted dance
up and out
from the souls of our feet
on EarthMother’s natural beat.
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