We each have a spirit walk here on Mother Earth. We are born into it, shaped by it.

 

Suffering,  healing, love, and loss are  not separate from the walk—they are a part of it. Hardship brings us back to ourselves,  again and again,  if we do not turn away from it. 

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For when the river runs dry,  

when the weight of it is too much to bear—where will you turn.

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​This is where strength  is made. Honor and courage found. We pray for guidance and protection. To return home rightly. 

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The land holds us.

Stone.
Water.
Time.

Great Spirit moves through all things.

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I walk with a deep respect and gratitude for the ways they have shown. I pray for their nations— Creator knows the secrets to their hearts, may they be blessed with that.

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May the four directions guide you. And may the stars watch forever over you.