I stand inside my sacred space, my heart soars, and swells with overwhelming pride. The beauty of it all, the stars, and Grandmother Moon bears witness. I offer tobacco...
I offer prayer and tobacco to each of my colored flags.
My yellow flag represents the direction East, but also for the sunrise, new life, new beginnings, birth and enlightenment.
My green and blue flag represents the direction South, but also for warmth, rain, summer, growth of plants, young children and nourishment.
My red flag represents the direction West, but also for the sunset, endings, Ancestors, teachings passed on, the journey beyond the next world, and the color of my people.
My black and white flags represent the direction North, but keep in mind that the black flag is necessary to keep things in balance between the positive and the negative aspects of life.
The white flag represents survival, purity, wisdom, and the white hair of our elders.
My purple flag represents things that are beyond this world, noble Ancestors, the ancient ones...our true visionaries.
I stood at my Eastern door and my yellow flag swayed in the breeze, the purple flag which was just right behind me; gently placed itself on my shoulder. The Ancestors are acknowledging me. A tender reminder of their love for me.
I offer tobacco....thank you.
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Wow, powerful prayer and a great memory of those days gone by. All my relations.
Great Stuff
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