A SIOUX PRAYER

[Carol Anne Kincaid~Paradis]

GOOD MORNING 
I DON'T HAVE ALL THE ANSWERS BUT THAT BEING SAID WE CAN'T KEEP GOING THE WAY WE ARE.... WE HAVE TRIED SOME THINGS BUT 0NE THING WE HAVE NOT TRIED IS A SHORT FOUR LETTER WORD...ITS CALLED L.O.V. E... EVEN IF WE START WITH ONE RIPPLE AT A TIME... BUT WE NEED EVERYONE ON BOARD TO MAKE IT WORK.... JUST SAYING....

Sending you many Great Spirit Blessings my precious brothers and sisters...Stay safe and Happy Weekend....With honor and respect always...Carol Anne..,You run from it. You cry because of it. You work to forget it. You are lonely because of it. You deny it too. But it haunts you every day. It is the small place inside of you that feels a little sad all the time. A place that feels a little unfulfilled. A place that you can never fill for it is always empty. Yet it is from this place you remember the profound truth of who you are. It is from this place that you remember your cosmic origins. You remember you are a cosmic wanderer. This place (Earth) is not your home. It is a substitute for now and a beautiful one at that. But it falls short to fill the spot that is always empty. Try as you will it never fills up. No matter how hard you try. No matter how much you sacrifice. No matter how much you give. No matter how far you travel. But it is the deep loneliness that is your ticket home. It is important you remember this and don’t hide from your cosmic heritage. It is your ticket home and home is remembering. Your not just of Earth, Flesh and Blood you are of the Stars too. And it is only then, when you own your cosmic-ness that you will feel fulfilled and at home. Loneliness will be a dream of the past, and Being on Earth and being human will become a blessing too. So look up in the sky and the stars and let go of a little bit of the gravity and weight of being human. Remember that your presence on Earth lightens the load of Earth and all its life - including yours. Remembering your cosmic heritage is the return of the Star Elders, Return of the Maya, The Inca, The Christ. You just forgot for a brief second that this is also YOU! ~~Aluna Joy

The Cree Natives call this phenomenan the "DANCE OF THE SPIRITS"......

A Sioux Prayer

� Ate Wankantanka, Mitawa ki,

Wazi ya tanhan, ka te na Wa ska ki u ya ye ki, Hena un taku ya kage ki, ya glu ska kta, he ca nu, He iye cel, Wakantanka, Anpetu ki le, Micante Ki Mi ci yu ska ye,

He cel tohanl, nitokab woyasu ki el, wahinajin ki, ima ya cu kta.

� Ate Wakantanka,

Wiyohiyanpatan, wi hin nape, ki,He ciya tanhan Wiconi oyasin, hin na pe ki,

Wiconi mitawa ki el, anpetu wanji a ke mi qu, Heon wo pi la eci ci ye, micante ki eciya tanhan.

Chantema Waste

White Feather

English Translation

� My Father, Great Spirit,

Who send'est the wind and the White Snow from the north,To make thy creation clean and pure,

Father, make me clean and pure within my heart, That I may be accepted in thy sight and judgement.

� Father, Great Spirit,

To the east from whence cometh the rising of the sun, and all thy living creation,

Thou hast added another day to my life,for which I give thee Thanks with all my heart

Sending you many Great Spirit Blessings my precious brothers and sisters...Stay safe...With honor and respect always...Carol Anne..,Happy Trails..