I walk with Creation. I may be disheartened and I may yell out in rage but that is to let out the stuff that could lead me to unleash that darkness that is in all of us. ~Zhaawinoogequay~
What is it to stand alone and look back at your distant past and remember what is to be human, only to understand there is nothing anyone can do to correct the wrongs imposed that stripped identity through assimilation?
Not being part of this group or that group, this nation or that nation, you are fortunate and honored if creation places you with a keeper, a protector like that of the natural environment your growth occurred within. A source to ancient voices such as Woman of South Winds, Keeper of Storms who’s ancestry ties directly back to your far away home and families of the north. Today no different than yesterday and tomorrow, I will continue to stand with a Keeper of Storms.
I stand Alone with Z, a Woman of the South Winds, and take back something worth remembering.
“Fire. Passion. Water. Birth. We started from fire of passion between two rhythmic breathing. Two into One. The water drum nurtured us until our spirit fire became strong to burn alone.” ~Z~
Under the Last Star
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