Tuesday, June 6, 2006
(revisited) We call the written word 'Leaves in the Wind' because we watched the Unakas write and pass the knowledge between them. It was for that reason Sequoia made the talking leaves, the letters that we taught our children by scatching in the soil. We made the talk on paper, printing the first... Sign in to see full entry.
Tuesday, May 30, 2006
The Bronzing of a Warrior
Revisited Now, when the seasons change, is the time I look inside me. It is then I see the mature warrior, growing healthy in the sun, bronzed by autumn's ripening. If we look to the outer places or to others, we cannot see what is truly important within ourselves. What is there to see in markets... Sign in to see full entry.
Monday, May 22, 2006
Walking the River
(revisited) Be my friend at my side as we walk the trail together to the end. Can it be so hard to let you go? Can it be so hard to watch you fade? You have been near me, by me, in me for an age; so, much the grace that carols to my soul and moves me each day towards my final peace. Yet, you now go... Sign in to see full entry.
Friday, May 19, 2006
Wearing the Spirit Pouch
(revisited) The essence of this life we carry about in a small little leather rabbit pouch. In it, corn and pebbles, soil and copper, a hair from my first love and an expired Opera ticket - La Boheme - my first. These are things that have great power, because they touch the soul of my soul. They... Sign in to see full entry.
Monday, May 15, 2006
Keeping the Silent Peace
(revisited) Yes, we have lost a great deal, we, the people of the sun. Our lands are gone, our promised lands are gone, and even those lands kept in trust have been stolen, with little reparations. But still, the Cherokee way is one of peace. I am a warrior, and know that the best battle is the one... Sign in to see full entry.
Friday, May 12, 2006
Locked Doors and the Cherokee Heart
(revisited) Closed places do not cheer the Cherokee heart. We need open spaces, deep woodlands, where we can smell the baking se-lu ga-du ( cornbread), and hear the chi s-qua (love birds in the trees). This is not a luxury, but a necessity. Locked doors, a prison make. Confinement to mud daub houses... Sign in to see full entry.
Thursday, May 11, 2006
Cherokee: To the Point
(revisited) Tsa-la-gi is a language of great subtlety, knowing the respect of shape and number. If a thing is round, we say it is - or once alive, we acknowledge that. If I say goodbye to a friend, dv-nv-du-go-hv, I give him respect. If I depart from a group, dv-no-do-gv-hv, I make less fuss. My... Sign in to see full entry.
Tuesday, May 9, 2006
Cherokee Standing
(revisited) We Cherokee stand in the rain and feel the kiss of heaven running to our lips. It is said that if we keep still and taste the Great Father's tears, we will know when the the fire will return and warm us to our day's end. Simple gifts from the great one's heart are always accepted and... Sign in to see full entry.
Monday, May 8, 2006
Start with a Day and be Thankful for it
(re-visited) Look around in the morning and note the light on your windowsill. Is it crisp like winter's welcome? Does it dance like summer's promise? Does it tell you of forboding, like autumn's echoing warning or does it have spring's rebirth? The reality of the morning light is that you can... Sign in to see full entry.
Friday, May 5, 2006
The Feather's too Light
(revisited) Rise up and take that step today - not tomorrow. Although tomorrow will not be too late, it will be late enough. Tailor your gait to the sunlight, the shadows gaining on you if you tarry too long in one spot. Move out and up, and up and over. Mobility is a gift while you have it. If you... Sign in to see full entry.