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Mitakuye Oyasin HEART'S BREATH FLUTE CIRCLE
Annual Lodge Cookout! Come and enjoy a relaxing Sunday with good people and good food! Bring an entrée you want to grill, what you want to drink, and a dish to share. Paper goods and utensils will be provided along with the stuff for the grill. The grill will be setup already and manned to cook your entrée. AND Don’t forget to bring your drums, rattles, flutes, etc. so we can make GOOD music. Any questions, direct them to Kim Turquoise Cloud and Charlie Sun Walker at 727-545-5173. See you there! "Like the miner's canary, the Indian marks the shift from fresh air to poison gas in our political atmosphere; and our treatment of Indians, even more than our treatment of other minorities, reflects the rise and fall in our democratic faith." - Felix S. Cohen, 1953 MARK YOUR CALENDARS EARLY!!! Doc Silverhawk's Native American Flute Gathering and Arts/Crafts Show October 2008 weekend at the Withlacoochee River Park,12449 Withlacoochee Blvd, Dade City, Florida. Dates to come.
 Lodge Flag IMPORTANT: As you will read elsewhere on this site, we are a gathering of human beings of mixed heritage (native and non) seeking to learn about our collective past while respecting the old ways. There is never a "fee" for any ceremony or event... and we never present ourselves as anything other than the questing folks that we are.
"The life of an Indian is like the wings of the air. That is why you notice the hawk knows how to get his prey. The Indian is like that. The hawk swoops down on its prey ; so does the Indian. In his lament he is like an animal. For instance, the coyote is sly; so is the Indian. The eagle is the same. That is why the Indian is always feathered up; he is a relative to the wings of the air."
- Black Elk
WOLF’S HEART LODGE Presents
Grandmother Mechi Garza
Introducing BEGINNER & ADVANCED KOLAIMNI WORKSHOPS - Call TODAY to find out location and reserve your spot in the next Workshop! (fee pre-paid)
 "You have noticed that everything an Indian does is in a circle. That is because the power of the world always works in circles, and everything tries to be round.... The sky is round, and I have heard that the earth is round like a ball, and so are all the stars. The wind in its greatest power, whirls. Birds make their nests in circles, for theirs is the same religion as ours. Even the seasons form a great circle in their changing and always come back again, to where they were. The life of a man is a circle, from childhood to childhood. And so it is in everything, where power moves..." Black Elk – Oglala Lakota  2008 DRUMMINGS - Call Sky Dancer at 727/343-4638 for for date and location.
Green Frog Moon Festival CD available. Call Sky Dancer for location and directions to all Lodge drummings (727/343-4638).  Give us hearts to understand. Never to take from creation’s beauty more than we give; Never to destroy wantonly for the furtherance of greed, Never to deny to give our hands for the building of earth’s beauty, Never to take from her what we cannot use. Give us hearts to understand. That to destroy earth’s music is to create confusion; that to wreck her appearance is to blind us to beauty; That to callously pollute her fragrance is to make a house of stench; that as we care for her she will care for us. We have forgotten who we are. We have sought only our own security. We have exploited simply for our own ends. We have distorted our knowledge. We have abused our power. Great Spirit, whose dry lands thirst, help us to find the way to refresh your lands. Great Spirit, whose waters are choked with debris and pollution, help us to find the way to cleanse your waters. Great Spirit, whose beautiful Earth grows ugly with misuse, help us to find the way to restore beauty to your handiwork. Great Spirit, whose creatures are being destroyed, help us to find a way to replenish them. Great Spirit, whose gifts to us are being lost in selfishness and corruption, help us to find the way to restore our humanity. ~ Big Thunder (Bedagi) late 19th. century Algonquin ~  |
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Prayer & Walking the Red Road
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Look how young Tala is!!!
Wado to our sister Annamiranda in Australia, for sharing this beautiful prayer song with us which the Great Mystery gave to her...
And witness the fall of my fear?
Blessed are the gifts that you cede me;
Grant it that they become clear.
Wings to fight for my freedom,
Horses to drum with my death
Mountains to centre my silence;
Serpents to circle my breath.
A heart to sing for the Sun in,
Joy in the rhythm of pain;
A sharp edge to cut to the truth with,
A seed to herald the change.
A circle of stones to surround me,
Blood from the heart of the earth;
Trees of all nations to ground me,
Winds to carry my mirth.
Fires to roar for my freedom,
Waters to call for my birth;
The moon and a feather to guide me,
And a song to sing for the Earth.
Creator,
Open our hearts to peace and healing between all people.
Open our hearts to provide and protect for all children of the earth.
Open our hearts to respect for the earth, and all the gifts of the earth.
Open our hearts to end exclusion, violence, and fear among all.
Thank-you for the gifts of this day and every day.
The magic of the Drum and its relation to Mother Earth's heartbeat moves one's consciousness into the inner worlds of vision, experience, and learning. It is often a time and place for Medicine Wheel teachings, of power animals and spirit guides of inner reflection and connection or re-connection to those things that really matter. The Drum takes us to that special place where we can reconnect to those things that truly matter to our spirits, minds, emotions and body. In other words, Spiritual and Physical integrity follows nerve, blood flows according to deepest cell needs, our spirits are fed, we are in rhythm with the Earth Mother.
One may be of any race or of almost any religion and walk the Red Road. The Road is a path, away. It's full meaning is the way one acts, the methods one uses, and what directs one's doing. There is more to the Red Road then spoken word or written words on paper. It is behavior, attitude, away of living, a way of "doing" with reverence - of walking strong yet softly, so as not to harm or disturb other life."
Spokesman for the Redtail Hawk Medicine Society
from his book "Breath of the Invisible" a Quest Book
Dock Green Silverhawk offering Medicine for the People
Thanksgiving
the earth, which sustains us.
We return thanks to the rivers and streams,
which supply us with water.
We return thanks to all herbs,
which furnish medicines for the cure of our diseases.
We return thanks to the moon and stars,
which have given to us their light when the sun was gone.
We return thanks to the sun,
that has looked upon the earth with a beneficent eye.
Lastly, we return thanks to the Great Spirit,
in Whom is embodied all goodness,
and Who directs all things for the good of Her children.
Your religious calling was written on plates of stone by the flaming finger of an angry God. Our religion was established by the traditions of our ancestors, the dreams of our elders that are given to them in the silent hours of night by the Great Spirit.
get out of the way
there is no room
now for you to pray
We are threatened
by your sacred ways
so Indian people
why do you still pray
Indian People
your God is not good
pray at our altars
not where you once stood
Your god has denied you
Indian people once proud
prayer should be silent
not said out loud
Indian Elder looking
at mountain once sacred
still knowing in his heart
that he is not forsaken
A voice deep inside
speaks of Mother Earth and Father Sky
his spirits have not left him
his soul shall never die
Indian Elders knowing
that once more it shall be
their once sacred places
to pray there again... free
Dine (Navajo) Wind Prayer by Wolfeyes
Oh, Great Spirit, Oh Grandfathers,
How lucky can one be to know such beauty?
One can search the world over and not find this much loveliness.
Her heart is pure, and radiates love and warmth.
Oh, Mother Earth, It is from your womb that she does come.
It has to be, for she reflects your beauty that I see all around me.
Oh, Navajo Wind, blow softly upon this desert rose.
Embrace her always with your warm gentle breezes.
Fill her heart with the pride and happiness
"Never forget...
Never forget."
"Grandfather, Great Spirit, once more behold me on earth and lean to hear my feeble voice. You lived first, and you are older than all need, older than all prayer. All things belong to you -- the two-legged, the four-legged, the wings of the air, and all green things that live. You have set the powers of the four quarters of the earth to cross each other. You have made me cross the good road and road of difficulties, and where they cross, the place is holy. Day in, day out, forevermore, you are the life of things."
- Black Elk (Holy Man of the Oglala Sioux)
THE TALKING STICK
The talking stick has been used for centuries by many American Indian tribes as a means of just and impartial hearing. The talking stick was commonly used in council circles to designate who had the right to speak. When matters of great concern came before the council, the leading elder would hold the talking stick and begin the discussion. When he finished what he had to say he would hold out the talking stick, and whoever wished to speak after him would take it. In this manner the stick was passed from one individual to another until all who wished to speak had done so. The stick was then passed back to the leading elder for safe keeping.
Some tribes used a talking feather instead of a talking stick. Other tribes might have a peace pipe, a wampum belt, a sacred shell, or some other object by which they designate the right to speak. Whatever the object, it carries respect for free speech and assures the speaker he has the freedom and power to say what is in his heart without fear of reprisal or humiliation. Whoever holds the talking stick has within his hands the sacred power of words. Only he can speak while he holds the stick; the other council members must remain silent. The eagle feather tied to the talking stick gives him the courage and wisdom to speak truthfully and wisely. The rabbit fur on the end of the stick reminds him that his words must come from his heart and that they must be soft and warm. The blue stone will remind him that the Great Spirit hears the message of his heart as well as the words he speaks. The shell, iridescent and ever changing, reminds him that all creation changes -- the days, the seasons, the years -- and people and situations change, too. The four colors of beads -- yellow for the sunrise (east), red for the sunset (west), white for the snow (north) and green for the earth (south) -- are symbolic of the powers of the universe he has in his hands at the moment to speak what is in his heart. Attached to the stick are strands of hair from the great buffalo. He who speaks may do so with the power and strength of this great animal.
The speaker should not forget that he carries within himself a sacred spark of the Great Spirit, and therefore he is also sacred. If he feels he cannot honor the talking stick with his words, he should refrain from speaking so he will not dishonor himself. When he is again in control of his words, the stick will be returned to him.
Heya, I come to you Great Spirit to pray for the People. Please hear all their needs and bless their homes and families. Heal the ones who need and teach the ones who call. I ask for all to feel the time of rebirth and walk on the Rainbow Path...
Please watch over the dead and give blessings to the new born. Bless the animals and the ways of the Earth Mother. Keep all safe and let all walk in the Truth of Your ways.
Grandfather, I ask you to bless the white man.
He needs your wisdom, your guidance.
You see, for so long, he has tried to destroy my people,
and only feels comfortable when given power.
Bless them, show them the peace we understand;
teach them humility.
For I fear they will someday destroy themselves
and their children
as they have done so Mother Earth.
I plead, I cry.
After all, they are my brothers...
Whose breath gives life to all the world...
Hear me, I am small and weak...
I need your strength and wisdom...
Teach me the lessons You have hidden
under every leaf and rock...
Give me the strength -- not to be greater
than my brother...
but to fight my greatest enemy -- Myself.
Let me walk in beauty and ever behold
the red and purple sunset...
and when the setting sunset fades --
may I come to You with clean hands, straight eyes,
and no shame!
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 Buffalo Calf Woman brought the Seven Sacred Rites to the People. They are: the Keeping of the Soul; the Inipi (Sweat Lodge) for Ceremony and the Rite of Purification; the Hanblecheyapi (Vision Quest); the Wiwanyag Wachipi (Sun Dance); Hunkapi (Making Relatives); the Ishnata Awicalowan (Preparing a Girl for Womanhood); and the Tapa Wanka Yap (Throwing the Ball). |
 Wakantanka, the Breath Giver, the Creator, the Great Spirit, gave a part of Himself to all creations. Makaina, our Mother the Earth, also stirred with life and stretched out Her body to give birth to Love. Let the Father move from the Sky through the top of your head and the Mother move through the soles of your feet to meet in marriage in your Heart. |
 Remember Who You Are. Great Spirit, give us hearts to understand; never to take from creation's beauty more than we give; never to destroy wantonly for the furtherance of greed; never to deny to give our hands for the building of earth's beauty; never to take from her what we cannot use. |
 Honor the People No matter if you have Native Blood or simply feel your Blood answering the Call of the People, you are unique and important to the Tribe. E-Mail Wolf's Heart Lodge / Daughters of the Earth and learn how to join with us to Learn together and Walk in a Good Way in this Life. We are All Related! |
CREATOR,
Open our hearts to peace and healing between all people.
Open our hearts to provide and protect for all children of the earth.
Open our heartsto respect for the earth,and all the gifts of the earth.
Open our hearts to end exclusion, violence, and fear among all.
Thank-you for the gifts of this day and every day.
PRAYER TO PROTECT WATER
We call you ocean.
We call you sea, gulf, strait, bight,
bay, lagoon, river, falls, creek,
stream, lake, pond, spring.
We call you rain.
We call you pool, puddle, snowflake,
glacier, dew, mist, cove, channel, inlet,
cascade, brook, tributary, bayou, tarn,
H20.
We travel your powerful currents
to meet our relations.
We flood our rice fields.
We bathe our children.
We cleanse the dead.
We baptise, we purify, we do ablutions,
We immerse in the mikvah.
We heal with you - Holy Water.
We remember to protect you.
We remember to protect you.
We remember to protect you.
We remember to protect you.
- claudia l'amoreaux
