Analysis of ANCESTORS CALLING

Like the stars that fall from the skies are part of the universe, my past, present, and future are connections to all my ancestors. They tell me in which direction I must go and all the secrets and other things I need to know to continue growing.

As I sit here and meditate, I hear them calling from my back door, showing me pictures that I once believed were memories or some dream, but now I realize not everything, not even reality, is always what it seems.

The skies of my life had exploded, and once again, these two worlds collided, calling me back to those places where I never thought I belonged; I had seen those colors before, and they always seemed to keep me safe and warm throughout millions of years of endless journeys.