On a mountain, in a forest sit an Old
Woman and her Granddaughter. They await
the Sun Rise. The valley and meadows
below them are covered by a blanket of
mist. Each tree and blade of grass is
adorned by dew drops, like pure diamonds.
Every creature of the Great Earth Mother
awaits the Sun - the new day -a new life.
The silence is loud.

The old woman, an Elder loved by all
who know her, draws the girl child
under her blanket and folds it around
her little body. They share the warmth
of an everlasting moment of Love. The
Old One speaks softly as the Sun Rises
in celebration of the new day.

She speaks of happiness, health,
abundance for all People. She sprinkles
the golden corn pollen on the sweet Earth
as an offering to the Sacred Keepers
and sings her song of Beauty.

She looks into the awe filled eyes of
the child and says..........
"Where do you begin and I end?
Where do you end and I begin?
We are one. We are the Circle, the
Circle is All. My thoughts are inside
your thoughts. I live there now inside
you, even when you do not see me any
more. I am with you, we are Always.
Remember......... Your Grandfathers
and Grandmothers are inside of you.
They are the blood that flows through
you. They speak to you. Learn to hear
them. They pass their wisdom on to
help - through you. All people have
good medicines, and they pass it to
the next generation of their people.
Only that which is pure is kept and
passed on.

Listen and bring back the values.
Honor all Life, all people, all the
Earth and the Sky Nations. You my
child, are all these and more -
Remember - remember...tell the
Children of the People this....
Remember us around the fires, and when
you sit in the circle and walk along
these Paths - remember - tell them
for us......