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Lions Roar : November 2013
places, which, she says, “knows how to dance in the face of disaster” and will “never be crushed.” So when I ask Walker if a transformation is necessary—some consciousness-raising on the part of Buddhist practitioners to cultivate real diversity and liberation—I’m not surprised at her reply. “It really isn’t about just what your color is,” Walker says. “Think of all the people who showed up to listen to the Bud- dha, all the people who showed up to hear the words of Jesus. They are attracted to a certain spirit, which is often lacking in places where people profess to be about spirit. History was designed to make people feel they don’t have a connection to other people when they don’t look the same. But racism is not an affliction forever—you can actually work on it.” She calls this “deep-trench activity.” It’s the work Walker has long been dedicated to, as a storyteller, poet, and activist—to heal ourselves and to heal our ancestors. For Walker, healing the self has meant acceptance and letting go. “I am just this When Walker leaves this world, she wants to be a useful ancestor. “If I were a tree,” she says, “I’d be fruiting and they’d eat up the fruit, spitting out the seeds, and more trees would come up from those seeds.” ➢ page 82 SHAMBHALA SUN NOVEMBER 2013 35