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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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Drums... This is how I was taught. Understand that every Tribal Nation has it's own way, and even sometimes every Clan within a Nation has it's "Natural Law" on such things... but this Way comes from my own Elders and is a good, general base for folks new to the Road. The Drum is Creator's most beloved music maker. This is why he put one within the chest of each of us (including our brothers and sisters who fly, swim, crawl, etc.) It is a Sacred Instrument which not only reflects the Heartbeat of the Mother, but reminds us of the trinity of the Standing Ones (trees) who gave us the Drum frame, the Four Leggeds (animals) who gave us the hide, and the Two Leggeds (us) who crafted the Drum itself. The three of us (relations) came together to bring the Drum from need to reality. Drums should not be set skin side down, should not be played when you have been drinking, drugging or when you are on your Moon Time. This last "law" is because women are too powerful at this time as they move life's blood and may amplify the Medicine of the Drum in a way not expected. You should never touch someone else's Drum without permission. You should never curse in front of a Drum. Drums are used not only for music, but for prayer. The sound travels to Creator's ear and is sometimes used for balancing energy the same way that the Sacred Sage is used... a sort of smudging of vibration. Think of the Native hand Drum as a Medicine Wheel. You should never play in the quadrant where you have not stood. In other words, I am 55 and past my Moon Time. I play in the East, the South and the West, but do not yet play my drum in the Northern quarter. That honor will come to me later as I work to become an Elder worthy of the name. I usually play in the eastern section to remind myself of how much I have to learn. If I play in the South, it may be because I am feeling my blood... and in the West when I need healing. Before playing your Drum, you should touch it lightly with your hand, asking permission in your Heart for it to sing. Remember that the hide of your Drum's face was taken from a living animal. When you strike the surface you are releasing the DNA of that animal back into the universe and it lives again. Do this, and all things, with respect and awareness of your place in the Sacred Hoop of the All-That-Is.
On the question of "Indian Names"... If you have always had a vague desire for an “Indian” or a “Spirit” name, perhaps you should ask yourself why. Traditionally the First Nations People were named in a way that reflected that culture. Some of these brothers and sisters had their names changed due to an event which changed things for them later in life. Since the Europeans came to Turtle Island and brought their culture and religion, native peoples began to often have two names… a traditional name in their own language and a “Christian” or English name. Many Indians today only have English names. Why is it necessary for you to have an Indian name associated with who you are as a human being? Do you have native blood, walk that path and want to honor the old ones? Is your new name one received through Spirit or an Elder or one you read about in a romance novel and thought was neat (like “Little Fawn Runs Softly” or “Big Eagle Medicine Stick”). When you meet someone, or groups of people, that have two names do you sit with them to learn why they have those names or how those names are used? Do you assume everyone there received their names in the same manner? Perhaps one person received their name from their Grandmother at birth, another may have had it come to them in a dream, and another may have had an Elder trained with the gift of naming do ceremony for them. Names are sacred… all names. If you come through decades of prayer and work and study to have Creator gift you with a name which reflects your spirit and your good path, then be proud. If your name is Franklin T. Currin or Rosemary Lynn Montague, then be proud. If your name is Slow Turtle or Rolling Thunder, be proud. Your name has come to you through your people. If it is meant for you to have a second name sometime in your life’s walk, this will happen. Don’t push for it. This, as all times, is a time to pray.
by Benjamin Dehart
Where is this open country, where man has left no trace
Rolling plains or mountain vistas, sun shining on my face
Trailing above the timberline, a man can deeply breathe
Where is this open country that ever fills my dreams.
Could it be in Arizona, where I watched those Ravens fly
Or maybe Colorado, on some rocky mountain high
Perhaps somewhere in Florida, out across palmetto plains
Where is this open country that ever fills my dreams.
Am I dreaming of Alaska, the heart of Grandmother earth
Ingrained ancient memory, of a time before my birth
I smell the primal forest and I hear the eagles scream
Where is this open country that ever fills my dreams
The badlands of Dakota, my spirit's been there so it seems
I know by the way my heart cries, when I think of Wounded Knee
Why do these tears keep falling? There's nothing wrong with me
Where is this open country that ever fills my dreams.
I must have lived a past life, some centuries ago
It's the only explanation for the visions that haunt me so
With tobacco raised in offering, Grandfather help me to see
Where is this open country that ever fills my dreams.
These lyrics are copyrighted.
Thursday, November 6, 2003 (Dade City)
Hospice Ceremony for Papa Bill
Wado Sky Dancer for representing the Lodge!
As the embers of the fire slowly died, I could feel my eyes growing heavy. I watched the wisp of smoke going gently up, creating figures. The more the smoke gathered, the clearer the figures became. I saw a man ride a horse toward me. The horse arched his neck, full of fierce pride. He stood on his hind legs, then stopped in front of me. Leaning down, the warrior smiled. His words were soft, like the smoke, but the meaning was strong. I could feel my heart beating as I listened… “You are my spirit. You are your Grandmother’s pride. You walk the Path that carried my Spirit many moons ago.” He gently reached out and touched me with his hand. I could feel his power flowing into me and it filled my whole being. I knew from that moment that my life would change. The road had been chosen for me - the path was rocky, and yet I knew with Grandfather with me that every bump would be a lesson learned. I smiled at him and nodded that I understood. As the blue haze gently replaced his spirit and my eyes slowly closed, I knew my dreams would be lessons to learn. When I awoke in the morning the fire was smoldering and cold, and there lay a feather and hoof prints.
- Sue Redhawk Travis
Moo... or is that Move?!?
(Sky Dancer took this photo from the car window of a mom and her two young ones on the road as we were leaving the Traverse drumming.) They were about two inches from the car as we crawled past and were not interested in moving!
Sweet, huh?
Cultural Lesson - In the 1600's and during peace time, the local council and Peace Chief carried out the decisions of local concern. Often these dealt with civil disputes that allowed the clan system to render judgments. Cherokee law was based on an honor system, in which the spoken word held as much force as, if not more than, today's written contracts. When an oath was verbally taken on any subject, it was binding. When this honor system was broken, the clan membership punished the offender. The entire clan was responsible for the crime of one of its members, and there were no exceptions. The Cherokee were a law-abiding people whose ancient customs served them well, allowing them to maintain social harmony in their towns and a sense of common ethnic identity. Trust, through oral agreement, was the basis for the original form of Cherokee government. This proved as binding as any written charter or constitution because of the trust Cherokee people had in one another.
Dogs may love trucks... but Kitties love sage!
(at least Wick - the Lodge feline - does)
offering below from "The Warrior Bard" (Benjamin Dehart)..."Sun Creation" as told by Leonard Crow Dog (Lakota):
In a contemporary version of the Sioux creation myth, an elemental being named " Unknowing", spoke in lightning language saying: "Now we are going to make a human out of these elements. We will take the vein of the cedar tree to create a man who will be the caretaker of this land. His name shall be, Ikche Wichasha - the wild, natural two-legged; the wild, free human."
SALUTE TO OUR DEAR BROTHER...
WILBUR S. GORSKI* Papa Bill *
August 5, 1923 - May 31, 2003
You sit still among us, Grandfather, your person retains its usual resemblance, and continues similar to ours, without any visible deficiency, except that it has lost the power of action. But whither is that breath flown, which a few hours ago sent up smoke to the Great Spirit? Why are those lips silent, that lately delivered to us expressive and pleasing language? Why are those feet motionless, that a short time ago were fleeter than the deer on yonder mountains? Why useless hang those arms that could climb the tallest tree, or draw the toughest bow? Alas! Every part of that frame which we lately beheld with admiration and wonder, is now become as inanimate as it was three hundred years ago. We will not, however, bemoan thee as if thou was for ever lost to us, or that thy name would be buried in oblivion; thy soul yet lives in the great Country of Spirits, with those of thy nation that are gone before thee; and though we are left behind to perpetuate thy flame, we shall one day join thee. Actuated by the respect we bore thee while living, we now come to tender to thee the last act of kindness it is in our power to bestow: that thy body might not lie neglected on the plain, and become a prey to the beasts of the field, or the fowls of the air, we will take care to lay it with those of thy predecessors who are gone before thee; hoping at the same time, that thy spirit will feed with their spirits, and be ready to receive ours when we also shall arrive at the great Country of Souls.
We love you still... Papa Bill!
May the stars carry your sadness away,
May the flowers fill your heart with beauty,
May hope forever wipe away your tears,
And, above all, may silence make you strong.
NATIONAL NEWS:
Archaeologists say discovery is a legendary Icelandic home
Los Angeles Times Service
A University of California at Los Angeles team apparently has found the Iceland home of Snorri Thorfinnsson, the first person of European descent born in the New World. Icelandic sagas from the 13th century tell the story of how Snorri's parents led the first Scandinavian group that attempted to settle in Vinland -- on the Canadian coast -- around A.D. 1000. The attempt failed and the family moved to Iceland, but Snorri was born while they were there.
The Vinland Sagas, which also tell the story of explorer Leif Ericson, are the earliest recorded history of the Scandinavian people, but there has long been a debate over whether they represent real events or are simply an allegorical tale meant to deliver a moral message. The 1960 discovery of Viking settlements at L'Anse aux Meadows in Newfoundland provided some confirmation of the sagas. The apparent discovery of Snorri's home provides more. Archaeologist Kevin P. Smith of Hunter College in New York City added: "This is a fairly large, fairly well-appointed house. It's in the right place, from the right time. It may well be [Snorri's home]."
The sagas tell the story of four Viking voyages to the New World. The second saga recounts the story of the pagan Thorfinn Karlsefni, who married the converted Christian woman Gudrid Thorbjarnardottir. With three boats containing 60 to 70 people, livestock, seeds and other supplies, they left for the New World around A.D. 1000 to establish a colony. According to the sagas: "...Karlsefni's son Snorri was born [in Vinland] the first autumn and was 3 years old when they left."
''Conflict with the native population made the settlement impossible,'' Smith said, and they returned to Iceland, where they established a farm. Thorfinn sailed to Norway and sold a boatload of goods from Vinland, which made him relatively rich. Gudrid, described in the sagas as "the most attractive of women and one to be reckoned with in all her dealings," made one or more trips between Iceland and Greenland and eventually traveled to Rome to meet the pope. She became a nun and returned to Iceland, where she established a church.
UCLA archaeologist John Steinberg's continuing project in Iceland is a survey of 26 farms in five areas of the Skagafjordur fjord valley in northern Iceland. This region, he said, "is one of the few documented chiefdoms" that are known. His ultimate goal is to understand how the chiefdoms, in which private properties' rights were enforced without a central government, eventually gave way to regional rule. But archaeology is difficult in Iceland. There are virtually no trees, so buildings were constructed from turf.
The inhabitants also severely abused their environment. "They put way too many sheep on the land, and all the soil from the highlands eventually blew onto the coastal regions," Steinberg said. "As a result, the archaeology is invisible." The UCLA team has been surveying the region with sophisticated equipment that measures the electrical conductivity and resistance of soil.
NEW LODGE FLAG!
Wolf represents teacher/family oriented
Heart represents the love of all members for the People and the Land.
Yellow for East - sun rising in it's yellow glory, our innocent heart and fresh eyes
Red for South - heat and fire of the sun at its full mid-day travels, our passion and hard work
Blue for West - soft blue of the mountains and the rivers as the sun sets, the pulling within to keep our steps true
White for North - brilliant snow and the sacred buffalo, to honor our Elders
Feathers represents our walk on the Red Road and the great Eagle who carries our prayers to Creator
St. Teresa Prayer - offered by Bright Star Woman
May you trust your highest power that
you are exactly where you are meant to be...
May you not forget the infinite possibilities that are born of faith
May you use those gifts that you have received, and
pass on the love that has been given to you...
May you be content knowing you are a child of God...
Let this presence settle into our bones,
and allow your soul the freedom to sing, dance,
It is there for each and every one of you...
"Friendship is unnecessary, like philosophy, like art ... It has no survival value; rather is one of those things that give value to survival." - C. S. Lewis
To my friends. Thank you. Love and Light, Maria
Redhawk Photography:
Seminole Pow Wow
Open Letter to the Lodge from Silver Owl
Osiyo my Sisters and Brothers, Just a few thoughts for you this evening. Grandmother Mechi has once again returned to us from her travels and I am sure that we all feel the blessings that her presence with us always brings. This weekend at the shop, her transportstion problem is taken care of, and we will see how that goes one week at a time. Thank you Sky Dancer and Many Ponies for your wonderful newsletter. It does my heart good to know that there are caring poeple out there in this sometimes over active world of ours. Also many brownie points to Sun Walker and Turquoise Cloud Woman, as they never fail to come be the shop and check on both Grandmother and myself. We are very blessed by people like all of you. Although I realize that there will be and are times when it is hard to keep in touch with everyone that we know and love, there is always that small moment when we can send our love and support through Spirit. I hold all of you, my Brothers, Sisters, Grandmothers, Teachers, Sons, Daughters and Grandchildren, in my heart and prayers all of the time.
Walk in Beauty, SilverOwl/Delvnegvwahuhi
REDBIRD SONGS
In an humble sacred manner, offering what simple gifts we have, we offer thanks to the seven sacred places.
To the East we offer thanks for growth, new beginnings, and the eternal promise of dawn. May the brilliant day break star of the East wind, breathe light into our lives and illuminate our souls.
We give thanks to the South - for birth, renewal, and the healing of our hearts. May the balmy breeze of the South wind, breathe gently upon us. May the tree of our lives grow green and flower.
To the West we offer thanks for teaching us the power of service: the power of serving the good of the people with strength, courage, and grace. May the darkening sunset shadows of the West wind, bring us visions, dreams, creativity, and the ability to bring them into reality. May we drink from the cup of living blue water.
To the North we give thanks for patience, purity, and acceptance. May the frigid white breath Of the North wind, purify our spirits, and bless us with wisdom, endurance, perseverance, and the joy of a giving heart.
We offer thanks to the mother earth, for the spirit that lives beneath our feet, the one that supports, nourishes, and endures our presence.
To the sacred fire which burns brightly in the hearts of all created beings, uniting us with all our relations, we give thanks.
To the Creator of all life, he one that lives above the sky vault, to the Great Spirit that guides us, heals us, purifies and protects us we offer thanks.
For the beauty of all things, for those who walk alongside us, for those who have come before, and for those who are yet to come, in harmony and balance, we give thanks, Oh Great One, we give thanks.
May we dwell within the sacred hoop, and walk the good red road in a sacred manner, singing to the powers of the universe that are ONE.
Wa doh. “Mitake oyas’in”
Shared portion of a Letter from Little Bird to Many Ponies - May 3rd:
Dear Sister, so good to think of you and the beauty you create for many. What an awsome honor to be of service. I am enjoying a reprieve of sorts. I am still looking for a nest here in Dallas - my wings are getting tired. Hopefully we will be able to stay on the lake. I think this is a good place for us. We are busy with sons--Justin gets his masters degree May 18 and we will be in Lawrence, Ks for that. We just got back from San Francisco to see him as he has been out of the country for several months, first Singapore then Sidny now he's in San Fran. Jason starts law school at Kansas U. May 20. We bought him a small house in which to live while he is going to school full time. John and I leave tomorrow for Phoenix, AZ for a conference (hospital stuff) and I get to play-yippeee! John does get out a 12 noon and plays golf each day. Yummy and I walk and pray every day. We are so blessed. Give my love to everyone and Happy Mother's Day to you and all the mothers of WOLF'S HEART LODGE. Prayers for your family as you are all suffering over your mother's health challenges. It is very difficult I know. Keep in touch. Love love love Little Bird
go to www.nyof.org - See how you can save children like these from slavery, rape and seperation from their families... it's easier than you think! (direct link elsewhere on this website)
LESSONS FROM GEESE offering from Earth Flower Woman
Next fall, when you see geese heading south for the winter, flying along in a "V" formation, you might consider what science has discovered as to why they fly that way:
*As each bird flaps its wings, it creates an uplift for the bird imediately following. By flying in "V" formation the whole flock adds at least 71% greater flying range than if each bird flew on its own.
Learning: People who share a common direction and sense of community can get where they are going more quickly and easily because they are traveling on the thrust of one another.
*When a goose falls out of formation, it suddenly feels the drag and resistance of trying to go it alone and quickly gets back into formation to take advantage of the lifting power of the bird in front.
Learning: If we have as much sense as a goose, we will stay in formation with those who are headed the same way we are.
*When the head goose gets tired, it rotates back in the formation and another goose flies point.
Learning: It is sensible to take turns doing demanding jobs.
*Geese honk from behind to encourage those up front to keep up their speed.
Learning: What do we say when we honk from behind?
*Finally...and this is important...when a goose gets sick, or is wounded, and falls out of formation, two other geese fall out with that goose and follow it down to lend help and protection. They stay with the fallen goose until it is able to fly, or it dies; only then do they launch out on their own, or with another formation, to catch up with their group.
Learning: If we have the sense of a goose, we will stand by each other like that.
REALITY SQUARED!!!
The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider freeways, but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less. We buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness. We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom. We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often. We've learned how to make a living, but not a life. We've added years to life not life to years. We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer space but not inner space. We've done larger things, but not better things. We've cleaned up our air, but polluted the soul. We've conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We've learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less. These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick t rips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom. A time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete. Remember, spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever. Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side. Remember, to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn't cost a cent. Remember, to say, "I love you" to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it. A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you. Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be there again. Give time to love, to speak and give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind... Silver Bird
"The Ancient Ones believe that everything has a Spirit. Each animal,Plant, Rock,and breeze has its own small voice and sings in its own way." - Luv SilverOwl
offered by Sunset Wolf
My Friends
offered by Many Ponies to the Warriors of our Lodge... Sons of the Earth!
FLY WITH THE EAGLE by Sharon Anderson
SPREAD YOUR WINGS WITH HIM
LET HIM CARRY YOU TO THE HEIGHTS
SOARING THROUGH THE SKY
FEAR NOT YOUR FLIGHT WITH THE EAGLE
OPEN YOUR HEART TO SHARE THE LIGHT WITHIN
LET IT BRING STRENGTH AND HEALING DAY AND NIGHT
AS YOU SOAR WITH THE EAGLE ON HIGH
FEEL EAGLE SPIRIT COME
INSPIRING YOU TO FLY
BE FILLED WITH JOY AS YOU SOAR
AND GLIDE LIGHTER THAN AIR
TAKE IN THE WARMTH OF THE SUN
BREATHE IN THE LIGHT FROM ON HIGH
SHARE IT WITH ALL EVER MORE
AS YOU GLIDE AS CLOSE AS YOU DARE.
- offered by Bright Star Woman
Written from A DREAM OF SPIRITS SHARED by Red Hawk
I stand taller, with open eyes and open heart.
Spirits Shared have shown me the road
and the path the Creator has given me to follow...
With Spirits Shared I hold my arms up to except the feathers
that float down to me.
I dance and sing through the green rainbow's end
where Spirits meet -
the bear walks with the horse
the wolf runs along to protect,
the buffalo stands - the eagle soars
the hawk circles above the blacktail deer
This I do with Spirits Shared, my friend.
FETISHES AND THEIR MEANINGS by Ron Upshaw
offered by Blue Dolphin Woman
Badger - boldness, perserverance, individuality, "South"
Bat - guardian of the night, cleaner.
Bear - strength, intropsection, power of the soul. lightens emotional burdens. "West"
Beaver - builder, strong sense of family & home, keeper of the waterways.
Buffalo - endurance to overcome, great emotional courage, "Provider of All"
Coyote - trickster, associated with laughter, humor. works well in a group.
Deer - great power of gentleness
Dolphin - trust, loyality, spirit of friendship
Eagle - creator, teacher, loyality, great integrity, spirit connection to the divine, "Sky"
Elk - strength, agility, freedom
Fish - purifier, character, ability to hide emotions
Fox - camouflage, protection, ingenuity, quickness, great passion
Frog - rainmaker, silently warns of danger, associated with abundance
Hawk - messenger of the Sky, observer
Horned Toad - self-reliance, longevity, protects ancestral bounty
Horse - swiftness, strength, enlightenment, possesses healing powers
Hummingbird - messenger, stopper of time
Kokopelli - fertility, music, joy
Lizard - conservation, agility
Mole - amplifies conneciton with the Earth, protects the fields, "Underground"
Moose - headstrong, unstoppable, longevity
Mountain Lion - leadership, resourcefulness. great corage, high standards, "North"
Mouse - timid, secretive, sneaky
Owl - wisdom, patience, mentla endurance. controls dark side of nature. keeper of the night
Otter - laughter, curiosity, mischievous
Pheasant - confidence, attraction, flamboyance
Quail - sacred spiral, ceremonial, holy
Rabbit - virtue serenity, low curisity, quiet talent, restrained passion
Raccoon - bandit, shy, resourceful
Ram - sense of self-worth, assures an increase in flocks
Raven - trickster, teacher, hoarder
Seal - family oriented, posseses power in numbers
Sheep - charity, elegance, passion, best at the arts, talents bring riches
Skunk - wary, conspicuous, intense
Snake - transmutation, life, death, rebirth
Spider - creative pattern of life
Squirrel - natural intelligence, saver, protects reserves
Turkey - smart, elusive, festive
Turtle - longevity, fertility, symbol of Mother Earth, home an reliability
Wolf - teacher, family oriented, warm. deep spirtuality, pathfinder on journey of survival. "East"
Turquoise Wolf Fetish
FOUR STONES written by Strong Bear Red Heart
sent to Many Ponies by Turquoise Cloud & Sun Walker
Stone one is the color white, the stone of the clear conscience. It is when the mind and spirit is free as it searches for knowledge. The child in us asks the world why, where and when? The child does not see the evil or good in an event, but only see the event.
Stone two is the color blue, the stone of creativity. As we gain knowledge our spirits soar in a sky of unlimited possibilities. We do not create with our hands, but rather with our hearts. The hands are only tools used by the heart, which can create beauty or ugliness if we chose.
Stone three is the color red, the stone of wisdom and fire. This can be a time of sharing, building and harmony. Or, it can also corrupt and turn the soul black with hatred and fear. We must seek the guidance of the Great Spirit before we speak or take action.
Stone four is the color tan, the stone of remembrance. What we leave behind for others is how we will be remembered through the ages. Our children and our children’s children will have the burden of our actions and words. As we carry the stones of life, place them gently in a circle on Mother earth so that a warm fire will burn for all to see and be comforted.
2 cups brown beans
4 cups cornmeal
1/2 cup flour
1 teaspoon soda
Sky Dancer, Dock Silverhawk & Sun Walker
Strong Red Hearts working for the People and the Land
