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Great Spirit,..mystery from beyond ....and within..
I come to you this day...to pray...to love...to make a sacred circle...
I
rainbow moon raven, knock three times on the mother...
call
to you... .....
i
come to you in a sacred and holy manner...
to
thank you for the circles in my life...
the
friends i once made here...who are still my friends...whose hearts still
beat
closely to mine...tho some of us have met...and some have not...there
still
remains a circle...of hearts...
to the friends i have met else where...but ..yet..the bond just as strong..
to the continuing friends i meet everyday...
to those who would think me their enemy....
to you my brothers and sisters...one heart within the whole...
i invite you to rejoin hearts and hands with me...
in a sacred circle...
to once again rejoice in coyote tricks and games...
to laugh at life's miseries...and make them obsolete...
tho
we may be of opposites religions...or different parts of the world...
we
still have one thing in common...
our
hearts..
no
matter our color, race, or religion....
we
still have our hearts in common...
my
heart beats with your heart... beat...
with
the... beat ...of the mother...
and...
the father...
and...
the grandmother moon...
one
beat of the drum...
one
beat of the circle...
one
beat of my ancestors to yours...
one
beat of my children to yours...
I
ask you to once again... to feel the elementals...to feel the wind upon
your
cheek...to know she brings change...and purification...comes to blow
away
your burdens...
to
once again...look at fire as a part of you...and of all creation...to
recognise
YOUR own flame...that lies with in you heart...and soul...
to
see the blue flame...of spirit...and of the mother...and the father...and
of
yourselves...
and
of our ancestors...
to
look at the water...in all her shapes and forms...
to
see the water within your own souls...and hearts...
the
painful parts..that go deep as the ocean...and are just as stormy as the
storm
upon the sea......
the
parts we hide from others...
and
ourselves...
to
see the mountain spring...
bubbling...giggling....and
telling of newness...
the
healing waters of a hot springs...
the
undines and elementals who care for the water...
to
see the earth...as our mother...
our
nurturer...the one who feeds us...clothes us...puts roofs above our heads....
carries
us on her back...as a great turtle who would carry her young across the
sea....
to
see the standing people...as our brothers...ones who bring us
oxygen...and
who teaches us of our own roots...
to
see how the plant life...gives of itself to nurture us...to heal us...and
to
take away our woes...
to
thank the grandfather stones...for keeping the records...of days long past...
for
giving away their healing medicines...
to
thank the feathered ones...for their song in the mornings...
and
for taking and bringing us...messages from spirit....
and
for the four leggeds...
who
have been food...and companions...and guides...and teachers...
and the coyotes...in sheep's clothing....~*C*~
to thank the father sun...for giving his light...for all of creation...
so
we may know ...we are but one never ending circle with in his/her
hands...
To
know that grandmother spider...weaves a web of all of creation...using
all
colors...of the rainbow...
And
to know...these webs...she weaves...are never~ending...
and
ever growing...
from
my heart to yours....
I
thank you for making my life a treasure of many rainbows jewels....
Love,
"Rainbow Raven"...
aka....*Fairytail*