{"id":3878,"date":"2021-05-19T14:38:44","date_gmt":"2021-05-19T18:38:44","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/poetry\/?p=3878"},"modified":"2021-05-19T14:43:19","modified_gmt":"2021-05-19T18:43:19","slug":"may-19-jim-janda-crying-for-a-vision","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/poetry\/2021\/05\/19\/may-19-jim-janda-crying-for-a-vision\/","title":{"rendered":"May 19 \u2013 Jim Janda \u2013 \u201cCrying For a Vision\u201d"},"content":{"rendered":"

\u201cto cry for a vision
is a sacred task\u201d<\/p>\n

The Lakota expression \u201chanblechia\u201d means \u201che or she cries out for a vision.\u201d It is the name of one of the most sacred Lakota rituals.\u00a0 It begins with a sweat bath, singing begging-prayers as the bodies of the people in the sweat lodge welcome supersaturated steam from igneous rocks (n.b., which won\u2019t explode when they have been fire-heated to deep red), the people in the dark lodge have broken a sweat before the singer pours the first dipper of water onto the rocks.\u00a0 The lodge has the shape of a half circle. The singer does not pour the first water until the door flap is closed and the people have all taken a position sitting cross legged and naked.\u00a0 In that posture, the roof of the lodge is only a few inches from the top of your head while you have bent forward to be close to the red hot stones which are a few inches from your face.<\/p>\n

When the one seeking a vision finishes the sweat, s\/he lets the holyman lead them to a place to pray alone, sometimes for 4 days of\u00a0complete fasting, crying for a vision to help you,\u00a0\u201cunsimala ya\u201d\u00a0\u201chave pity on me.\u201d \u00a0So I can receive a vision to live by.<\/p>\n

It sometimes occurs to me that this ritual of begging for a vision can make a powerful prayer in these times when anger and danger and fear want to cloud our sense of our lives as sacred.\u00a0\u00a0 Jim Janda, a mystic poet and once a mystic Jesuit, wrote this poem out of his awareness of\u00a0 \u201chanblechia.\u201d<\/p>\n

Best to read the poem out loud, with pauses.<\/p>\n

Have a blest mid-week,<\/p>\n

john sj<\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n

Today\u2019s Post\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n

To cry for a
vision
is a sacred
task<\/p>\n

after hearing
a holyman
after taking
a sweat bath
with sage and
sweet grass<\/p>\n

one must climb a
mountain alone\u2014<\/p>\n

here a song
may be heard
here a vision
may be given
here a dance
may be learned\u2014<\/p>\n

one must then
leave
the mountain<\/p>\n

to sing the
song
to live the
vision
to begin the
dance<\/p>\n

J Janda<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a><\/p>\n

Jim Janda\u00a0\u00a0 d. August, 2010<\/p>\n

p.s. Jim Janda lived as a mystic pilgrim for most of his 74 years. He died August 7, 2010 in Salt Lake City, a priest of that diocese since 1996. Jim also lived for a quarter century as a Jesuit which is when we met. Jim was \u201cwell known for his gentle and generous heart. . . . During his life he wrote and published a series of short religious stories for children, school plays and books of poetry.\u201d So reads his obituary in the Salt Lake Tribune. The obit is accurate, as was the stated cause of his death, emphysema; I think he smoked too much. I can\u2019t remember ever visiting with Jim without feeling bathed in wisdom and tenderness, and in his awareness of how deep grief runs in human beings, right there along with whimsy.<\/p>\n

The Tribune\u2019s evocation of \u201cstories for children, school plays and books of poetry . . .\u201d does not even hint at the flint-hard prose and fine-tuned ironies that throb and flow through his poems.<\/p>\n

Jim Janda reminds me of \u00a0National Poet Laurate Joy Harjo. \u00a0I am glad I thought to pull his book off my poetry shelf this morning.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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