| |
Posted on Saturday, September 23 @ 19:25:18 UTC by wyldwynd
Oh Great Spirit of our
Ancestors, I raise
my pipe to you.
To your messengers the four winds, and
to Mother Earth who provides
for your children.
Give us the wisdom to teach our children
to love, to respect, and to be kind
to each other so that they may grow
with peace of mind
Let us learn to share all good things that
you provide for us on this Earth.
Chief Yellow Hawk
|
Associated Topics
 |
| No Comments Allowed for Anonymous, please register |
Re: Native American Prayer for Peace (Score: 1)
by wyldwynd on Monday, April 09 @ 21:38:49 UTC
(User Info | Send a Message | Journal) | Cherokee Prayer Blessing May the Warm Winds of Heaven Blow softly upon your house. May the Great Spirit Bless all who enter there. May your Mocassins Make happy tracks in many snows, and may the Rainbow Always touch your shoulder. |
|
Re: Native American Prayer for Peace (Score: 1)
by wyldwynd on Monday, April 09 @ 21:40:45 UTC
(User Info | Send a Message | Journal) | Give Thanks
When you arise in the morning, give thanks for the morning light, for your life and strength.
Give thanks for your food and the joy of living.
If you see no reason for giving thanks, the fault lies in yourself.
|
|
Re: Native American Prayer for Peace (Score: 1)
by wyldwynd on Monday, April 09 @ 21:41:43 UTC
(User Info | Send a Message | Journal) | | Earth Teach Me to Remember by John Yellow Lark
Earth teach me stillness as the grasses are stilled with light. Earth teach me suffering as old stones suffer with memory. Earth teach me humility as blossoms are humble with beginning. Earth Teach me caring as the mother who secures her young. Earth teach me courage as the tree which stands alone. Earth teach me limitation as the ant which crawls on the ground. Earth teach me freedom as the eagle which soars in the sky. Earth teach me resignation as the leaves which die in the fall. Earth teach me regeneration as the seed which rises in the spring. Earth teach me to forget myself as melted snow forgets its life. Earth teach me to remember kindness as dry fields weep in the rain. |
|
Re: Native American Prayer for Peace (Score: 1)
by wyldwynd on Monday, April 09 @ 21:43:02 UTC
(User Info | Send a Message | Journal) | | Thanksgiving Prayer We return thanks to our mother, the earth, which sustains us.
We return thanks to the rivers and streams, which supply us with water.
We return thanks to all herbs, which furnish medicines for the cure of our diseases.
We return thanks to the moon and stars, which have given to us their light when the sun was gone.
We return thanks to the sun, that has looked upon the earth with a beneficent eye.
Lastly, we return thanks to the Great Spirit, in Whom is embodied all goodness, and Who directs all things for the good of Her children.
|
|
Re: Native American Prayer for Peace (Score: 1)
by wyldwynd on Monday, April 09 @ 21:44:09 UTC
(User Info | Send a Message | Journal) | Hey hey! Hey hey! Hey hey! Hey hey!
Grandfather, Great Spirit, you have been always, and before you no one has been.
There is no other one to pray to but you.
You yourself, everything that you see, everything has been made by you.
The star nations all over the universe you have finished.
The four quarters of the earth you have finished.
The day, and in that day, everything you have finished.
Grandfather, Great Spirit, lean close to the earth that you may hear the voice I send.
You towards where the sun goes down, behold me;
Thunder Beings, behold me!
You where the White Giant lives in power, behold me!
You where the sun shines continually, whence come the day-break star and the day, behold me!
You where the summer lives, behold me!
You in the depths of the heavens, an eagle of power, behold me!
And you, Mother Earth, the only Mother, you who have shown mercy to your children!
Hear me, four quarters of the world - a relative I am!
Give me the strength to walk the soft earth, a relative to all that is!
Give me the eyes to see and the strength to understand, that I may be like you.
With your power only can I face the winds.
Great Spirit, Great Spirit, my Grandfather, all over the earth the faces of living things are all alike.
With tenderness have these come up out of the ground.
Look upon these faces of children without number and with children in their arms,
that they may face the winds and walk the good road to the day of quiet.
This is my prayer; hear me!
The voice I have sent is weak, yet with earnestness I have sent it.
Hear me!
It is finished. Hetchetu aloh!
Now, my friend, let us smoke together so that there may be only good between us.
|
|
Re: Native American Prayer for Peace (Score: 1)
by wyldwynd on Monday, April 09 @ 21:45:11 UTC
(User Info | Send a Message | Journal) | Oh Great Spirit
Of the Indian People
Hear my words
For they are words that come
From the heart, soul and mind.
Oh Great Spirit Be my mind, Be my eyes, Be my ears, Be my heart, Be my soul, So that I may walk With dignity and pride. Oh Great Spirit Of the Indian People Know of me. For I am of your people. I am Indian, An Indian of the Circle of Life A prisoner of War In my own Land! Oh Great Spirit, Of the Indian people, Hear my words For they are for you. They are of you. You are my way of life In the Circle of Life. |
|
Re: Native American Prayer for Peace (Score: 1)
by wyldwynd on Monday, April 09 @ 21:46:11 UTC
(User Info | Send a Message | Journal) | | SIOUX PRAYER Grandfather Great Spirit All Over The World
The Faces Of Living Things Are Alike.
With Tenderness, They Have Come Up Out Of The Ground.
Look Upon Your Children That They May Face The Winds
And Walk The Good Road To The Day Of Quiet.
Grandfather Great Spirit
Fill Us With The Light.
Give Us The Strength To Understand And The Eyes To See.
Teach Us To Walk The Soft Earth As Relatives
To All That Live.
|
|
True Path Walkers (Score: 1)
by wyldwynd on Tuesday, April 10 @ 20:42:26 UTC
(User Info | Send a Message | Journal) | To bring back the natural harmony that humans once enjoyed.
To save the planet from present practices of destruction.
To find and re-employ real truth.
To promote true balance between both genders.
To share and be less materialistic.
To become rid of prejudice.
To learn to be related.
To be kind to animals and take no more than we need.
To play with one's children and love each equally and fairly.
To be brave and courageous, enough so,
to take a stand and make a commitment.
To understand what Generations Unborn really means.
To accept the Great Mystery
in order to end foolish argument over religion.
|
|
Come On The Trail Of Song (Score: 1)
by wyldwynd on Tuesday, April 10 @ 20:46:00 UTC
(User Info | Send a Message | Journal) | | Come on the trail of song,
Leaving no footprints there,
Over the rainbow bridge
Down the mountain stair.
Come on the trail of song,
Gods of the Navajo,
Out of the sky-land
And the five worlds below. |
|
Re: Native American Prayer for Peace (Score: 1)
by wyldwynd on Friday, April 13 @ 01:10:12 UTC
(User Info | Send a Message | Journal) | Oh, Great Spirit
Whose voice I hear in the winds,
And whose breath gives life to all the world,
hear me, I am small and weak,
I need your strength and wisdom.
Let me walk in beauty and make my eyes ever behold
the red and purple sunset.
Make my hands respect the things you have
made and my ears sharp to hear your voice.
Make me wise so that I may understand the things
you have taught my people.
Let me learn the lessons you have
hidden in every leaf and rock. |
|
Re: Native American Prayer for Peace (Score: 1)
by wyldwynd on Friday, April 13 @ 01:14:51 UTC
(User Info | Send a Message | Journal) | We return thanks to our mother, the earth,
which sustains us.
We return thanks to the rivers and streams,
which supply us with water.
We return thanks to all herbs,
which furnish medicines for the cure of our diseases.
We return thanks to the moon and stars,
which have given to us their light when the sun was gone.
We return thanks to the sun,
that has looked upon the earth with a beneficent eye.
Lastly, we return thanks to the Great Spirit,
in Whom is embodied all goodness,
and Who directs all things for the good of Her children.
Iroquois |
|
Hear Me~Black Elk, Sioux Indian (Score: 1)
by wyldwynd on Friday, April 13 @ 01:25:45 UTC
(User Info | Send a Message | Journal) | | Hear me, four quarters of the world-- a relative I am! Give me the strength to walk the soft earth. Give me the eyes to see and the strength to understand, that I may be like you. With your power only can I face the winds. Great Spirit...all over the earth the faces of living things are all alike. With tenderness have these come up out of the ground. Look upon these faces of children without number and with children in their arms, that they may face the winds and walk the good road to the day of quiet. This is my prayer' hear me! |
|
Great Wings (Score: 1)
by wyldwynd on Friday, April 13 @ 01:45:48 UTC
(User Info | Send a Message | Journal) | I fly above the mountains riding on the swift air currents,
gently gliding without a ripple on the lake of the sky.
The warmth of the sun penetrates my powerful body
and warms my beating heart as the cool and
refreshing air rushing at every motion of my wings.
Higher and higher I fly, the light misty clouds surround me,
enveloping my very being, guided only by the thermals of the heart.
Higher and higher I fly, what is behind me is now gone,
but the clarity of what is above and below me
pierces my soul with vibrance.
I ascend to the stars on the great wings of love.
Hanoochi |
|
Prayer for Peace~ Cheyenne Native American (Score: 1)
by wyldwynd on Friday, April 13 @ 01:50:54 UTC
(User Info | Send a Message | Journal) | Let us know peace.
For as long as the moon shall rise,
For as long as the rivers shall flow,
For as long as the sun shall shine,
For as long as the grass shall grow,
Let us know peace. |
|
Sioux Prayer~ On a Voyage (Score: 1)
by wyldwynd on Friday, April 13 @ 01:53:16 UTC
(User Info | Send a Message | Journal) |
You, O God, are the Lord of the mountains and the valleys. As I travel over mountains and through valleys, I am beneath your feet. You surround me with every kind of creature. Peacocks, pheasants, and wild boars cross my path. Open my eyes to see their beauty, that I may perceive them as the work of your hands. In your power, in your thought, all things are abundant. Tonight I will sleep beneath your feet, O Lord of the mountains and valleys, ruler of the trees and vines. I will rest in your love, with you protecting me as a father protects his children, with you watching over me as a mother watches over her children. Then tomorrow the sun will rise and I will not know where I am; but I know that you will guide my footsteps.
|
|
Re: Native American Prayer for Peace (Score: 1)
by darrendemers12 on Wednesday, December 24 @ 04:17:16 UTC
(User Info | Send a Message) | | I correspond with two of the leaders of the countercultural revolution: Albert Bates, the spokesman for Stephen Gaskin's world-renowned hippy community, and Skip Stone, the webmaster of hippyland, an interactive site with 225,000 members. Stone has posted articles of mine about my retribalization of the world, counter-cultural new age globalization mission, as have also the webmasters of popular indigenous websites. I also correspond with world renowned indigenous activists who promote the tribal way and work with the United Nations. downs-automotive [www.downs-automotive.com] , ciliauto [www.ciliauto.com] , lacasadelautor [www.lacasadelautor.com] , miseauto [www.miseauto.info] , autocar-insurance-quotes [www.autocar-insurance-quotes.info] , lerne-auto-fahren [www.lerne-auto-fahren.info] , autorepairnewark [www.autorepairnewark.info] |
|
|
