A Voice in The Wind

Native American Prayer
Oh, Great Spirit
Whose voice I hear in the winds,
And whose breath gives life to all the world,
hear me, I am small and weak,
I need your strength and wisdom.
Let me walk in beauty and make my eyes ever behold
the red and purple sunset.
Make my hands respect the things you have
made and my ears sharp to hear your voice.
Make me wise so that I may understand the things
you have taught my people.
Let me learn the lessons you have
hidden in every leaf and rock.
I seek strength, not to be greater than my brother,
but to fight my greatest enemy – myself.
Make me always ready to come to you
with clean hands and straight eyes.
So when life fades, as the fading sunset,
my Spirit may come to you without shame.

(translated by Lakota Sioux Chief Yellow Lark in 1887) published in Native American Prayers  by the Episcopal Church. 

I try write a lot of my own quotes, but it is hard to deny the wealth of wisdom in the many quotes that can be found on the internet.  I tend to gravitate towards a lot of Native American philosophy.  That may be due to the whopping 1/8th Menominee Indian blood that travels through my body.  No matter what your personal beliefs are it is hard to be critical of a philosophy that gives thanks for the abundance of our planet.  Often we here in the America’s, like to study the “cultures” in Africa, Asia and the south Pacific and forget about our own indigenous people.
    
We live in a world today where spending quiet time in nature has never been more important. Not for ecological reasons but for our own good. Nature is a healer of pain. It’s a gift. We just need to use it.  The natural world is bigger than any one of us and for many humans, it is difficult to accept something that is larger than life as we see it.  It is amazing how you can give yourself permission to become healed when it originates from something bigger than we are.  Just listen to the “voice in the wind”
 
Tribal Lands….Monument Valley/Arizona/Utah

Rough-fruited Cinquefoil, Wisconsin.

Cactus Flowers, New Mexico.

Great Spangled Friterllary, Wisconsin.

Lichen, Wyoming.

Great-blue Heron, Wisconsin.

Yellowstone N.P., Wyoming.

Storm Over The Badlands, South Dakota.

There are a few of you that read this blog and are friends of mine on Facebook.  It seems as though for the second time someone has tried to hack into my Facebook account.  While there is little that can be gained from that, I will admit that I am tiring of it.  So in the next few days if you see me disappear from that site, it is only because of this issue.  I truly don’t use Facebook for much other than posting links to this blog.

A special thanks for recent E conversations with my great friends Ron and Darlene.

I thank you for stopping by.

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