Come to the medicine wheel. See all that came before and all that lies ahead, but sit still, for a moment.
Yes. We will travel beyond the ridge of your imagination. And bask in the glory of what you never dared to dream.
The most spiritual thing you can do is action.
Send me home
Where the urgency of knowing
Stands raw, naked
Vulnerable to the gods of skies
If I could hold this in the palm of my hand, I would bless the water of the seed
Mythologically, the rainbow has always been a sign of hope – a connection between Heaven and Earth, a sign of harmony and peace. It was once believed that deities, spirits, and mortals passed along its bands of color both during life and after, protecting the indivisibility of sky and Earth.
“Native people [understand] that for every process they put a natural object through, they must make up for its loss of aliveness or consciousness by replacing it with their own.’
I know where I have been
I know where I am going
“…to learn their language, hear their stories and songs, open to their wisdom – and pass the message onto our fellow human beings that the Earth is alive and bleeding from the wounds we have caused her….”
Remember when wisdom trickled softly in the background of every moment/ e v e r f l o w i n g in the fountain in the courtyard of our collective spirit