Fwd: June 1 - Daily Feast

SIX Su tali GREEN CORN MONTH Da Tsa lu'nee I was born upon the prairie, where the wind blew free, and there was nothing to break the light of the sun. I was born where everything drew a free breath. I want to die there, and not within walls. TEN BEARS - COMANCHE June 1 - Daily Feast Long ago in Hopi country a young Indian boy went away to school and learned easily the way of the white man. But all tribes have a way of wanting to go back to beginnings when they are mature. Such was the case with the Sun Chief and he related how his frame of mind shifted. "I had learned many English words and could recite part of the Ten Commandments. I knew how to sleep in a bed, pray to Jesus, comb my hair, eat with a knife and fork, and use a toilet....and I also learned that a white person thinks with his head instead of his heart." ~ He never claimed that the power of articulate speech was proof of superiority over the dumb creation. ~ OHIYESA - DAKOTA "A Cherokee Feast of Days, Volume II" by Joyce Sequichie Hifler *<<<=-=>>>*<<<=-=>>>*<<<=-=>>>*<<<=-=>>>* Elder's Meditation of the Day - June 1 "You have to have a lot of patience to hear those old people talk, because when they talk, they talk about motivation, the feeling, the unsound that is around the universe. They explain everything to one understanding. They bring it all together, and when they finish, just one word comes out. Just one word. They might talk all day, and just one word comes out." --Wallace Black Elk, LAKOTA We need to be careful about judging the old ones when we talk. At first they may not make sense to us. Maybe we'll say they're old fashioned and don't understand. But the old ones do understand! When they speak, listen very carefully. Often it will take weeks or maybe even years before we understand what they are really saying. This is the way of Wisdom. We need to listen, listen, listen. Great Spirit, today, open my ears so I can hear the Elders. *<<<=-=>>>*<<<=-=>>>*<<<=-=>>>*<<<=-=>>>* THINK on THESE THINGS By Joyce Sequichie Hifler When winter presses a cold, gray hand against every living thing and temporarily puts to sleep all outward growth and activity of other seasons, there is within a quiet, invisible, but very active preparation for a lighter, warmer time. There are times when the winters of life press hard upon us, seeming to keep from us any hope for good. But as the coldest winter does not prevent a tulip from developing a blaze of color within the bulb, there is nothing to prevent our own inner growth. We quite naturally want the things that will make us happy and we want them now. But there is still a time of preparation, the development of our abilities to recognize the good and the beautiful when we see it. Otherwise, we are apt to look past them, still searching. The tulip has a plan drawn by God's hand, and more beautiful than anything we can make. We have a way of moving from one time to another, waiting for life to come to us instead of having a plan. But during those waiting periods we need to make a little effort to determine the course and to be ready when the right time comes. *<<<=-=>>>*<<<=-=>>>*<<<=-=>>>*<<<=-=>>>* Available online! 'Cherokee Feast of Days' By Joyce Sequichie Hifler.

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