K'uychi [Kwee-chee]

Some terms that may be helpful to know before diving into this poem:

• Pachamama - Mother Earth
• Inti [een-tee] - The Incan Sun God
• quewa [keh-wah] - Two-Spirit
• Chaski - messenger

The rains roll in We despair we may drown So we anchor onto Pachamama The deluge simmers into a mist And Inti shines his rays onto us as refuge His light sheds wisdom through the prism of our tears Inti reflects the divinity and infinity held within each raindrop we shed

K’uychi

Radiant energy that mirrors Our divine connection to Spirit You see her and immediately grin - for this Goddess has emerged to Bless and remind you that you were made in God’s Image - And when you bask in her energy you are gifted with a renewed sense of Vitality

K’uychi

Rooted into an ancestral lineage of resilience Observing the emotions and wisdom that rise with the tides of my moon cycle Your center of power - a gift you forgot you possessed - a Gentle heart Born to roar Illuminating sacred visions Vividly sourced from Spirit directly into your Crown

K’uychi

Remembering the spilt blood of my ancestors Owning the fire within me that was extinguished within them Yearning to lay sunflowers on their forgotten tombs Great grandmothers whose spirits dwell within Eucalyptus trees Baptizing myself in my ancestral waters at Isla del Sol - dreaming of our heavenly reunion sipping on chalices of Vinito made by my grandmother’s hands

K’uychi

Rummaging through ancestral memory wondering was I really the Only one or the first one to be out? No way. You’re what?! Gay. But you’re pretty, and wear makeup, and [used to] date boys! I just don’t understand Vast oceans of shame and disgust barely contained behind a dam of screeching silent disapproval

K’uychi

Rage burning through my veins for all Of the ancestors who couldn’t live in their authentic truth Yelling and wailing til we’re seen, heard, held, loved Grieving for all who needed to be nurtured Black, Brown Indigenous Trancestors - who paved the way - whose Valiant spirits SURGE through us - we remember you, we honor you, we love you

K’uychi

Trial by fire The ancestors came calling They asked for a sacrifice - a death The death of who I thought I was They shaved my head bald and cradled me as I wept And revealed the true essence of who I’ve always been Infinite and glorious like K’uychi A delicate balance of the divine feminine and masculine A quewa, Two-Spirit messenger sent to heal So they held me as I gave birth to my true self and baptized me as Chaski K’uychi Messenger of the Rainbow Goddess

K’uychi