One

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As night is not day but is, when dawn comes upon us, night and day become one, when dusk comes day and night become one. That is the time that black is not white nor white black. Black nor White is what they seem to be but are of each other. Neither is as it was nor what it is now or will ever be, forever transforming, forever evolution, all unlikes becoming one. The only unlikes that remain, good and evil, right and not right, all other thoughts, all other activity, all other creations, one. We all have form, have shape because we do not look like a tree, does that make us not of the tree. We are as a snowflake, we gently fall to Earth, no two snowflakes alike, no two creations of the Heavens alike, blades of grass appear when you look, you look at blades of grass but you do not see, they are all of the same mother and father. All of the animal people, the bird people of the air, the ones of the water, the four legged, the two legged, all one. One life, one mother, one father, one creator. Yesterday was once today, tomorrow will be today. Soon today is not yesterday or today or yesterday or tomorrow. It is not still like a pool of water for even if you look and you listen and you feel the waters you look but you do not see, you listen but you do not hear, you touch but you do not feel. The life within each of these creations, the life within a leaf, the life within water, the heartbeat in every breeze that blows on Turtle Island. Today now becomes yesterday, tomorrow now becomes today with each passing moment with each blink of an eye, each heartbeat, each breath that is time of the past, not future, not now, gone. Make this time constructive in our Soul, in our Spirit, in our beliefs, customs, traditions. Keep all of our ceremonials, all our memorials.

Continue to talk with the animals, do not talk to them, do not have them talk to you, talk among each other, talk with the animal people and they will talk with you. Talk to the skies, talk with Grandfather, communicate with all of the creations not just talk. You look and you see a tiny piece of down fall from the sky, bird did not lose that, it did not just inadvertently fall off that bird, bird person gives you a gift, pick it up, catch it in mid air. Hold it to your heart, put it to some good use, love that piece of down. A grain of sand whirling in the air, the four winds pick up this sand, whirl it around, catch a handful, place it on your forehead, place it on your heart, spread it around, spread it around you, it is a gift. Look and see each leaf on every tree, they do not appear to be different but that is appearance, that is only when you look but if you see with your Spirit, you see with your heart, you see with your Soul, you look and see that each gives you a message. The fish in the waters, each swipe of their tails as with the alligator as even with the snake, each slither is a word, a sentence of communication but it is up to each one of us to learn that language, the language of long ago, the language of all the creations speaking of one, as one, speaking one language, one tongue. All creations know, all creations know when the sun comes up. The Great Creator, Grandfather, the Great Spirit, Wakan Tanka, any name that you want to call the Great One, has given us a new day to listen and hear, to look and see, to touch and feel, to take a breath and to smell the scent, the many scents like perfume.

Grandmother, Grandfather, Mother Earth, Mother Nature, Turtle Island, you look up at the moon, you look up at the blue of the sky, you watch the clouds, look at the dirt, look at the ground you walk upon, the Sacred Earth that provides us with the food we put into our bodies, our Earthly Temple of flesh and bone, the waters that keeps the flesh upon our bodies soft, keeps our insides from becoming like a desert, the air we breath. It is not up to anyone but us, one us, to keep that air pure and clean so when we breath this air we do not breath in poison to kill our body, to kill our very Earthly Temple of Grandfathers, our Great Creator. Take life as if this is the last day of it, the last minute, the last second. What if you crossed over three seconds, three minutes, three hours from today, are you ready, are you ready to go to the Heavenly Village, put up your house, your house of the Spirit, your house of the Soul. You have no covering, you need no covering, Spirits need no covering so subsequently Spirits houses need no covering. Drift about maybe come back as that blade of grass, that little leaf, that delicate snowflake, that fish, that eagle or maybe a little bird wren, one just as important as the other maybe little bug in the dirt. We all one, forever evolving, forever one, all creations one. Be one with nature, be one with Mother Earth. Mother love you, mother has given you life, love your mother, love your Grandfather, love one another whether it be that little piece of down, that gift from that bird person or whether it be the pelt of a brother or sister to keep us warm or to cover our lodge or to cover our feet when the snow is deep and cold or to put food in our belly to keep us healthy, keep us alive, all one, all one working together, all things have a purpose, all life sacred, Turtle Island sacred, all ground sacred.

Let us communicate from the heart, from the Spirit, from the Soul, not off the tip of our tongue. Let's all be one, let's all speak same language, language of love, brotherhood, human respect and consideration, no big effort as long as there is one bite, one morsel of food left upon this Earth, one breath of air, one swallow of water. We all share, we all put the moisture on the tip of our tongue, we pray over this food, this water, this air, we walk with Grandfather, we walk with one another. Everything we need will multiply, everything we need will be there when we need it. Many things wanted, nothing needed, all provided from Grandfather, Great Spirit. Work and live harmoniously with our brothers and sisters, listen to the drum, count its heartbeats, feel its pulse, shake the rattle, listen and hear the rattle, a rattle only rattles unless shaken by a Spirit. Do not tell lies about your brother or your sister, a lie is a lance from the mouth thrown by the tongue, it pierces the flesh, pierces the heart, pierces the Soul and the Spirit. Live together harmoniously with all of Grandfathers creations, gifts from the Great Spirit, gifts from the Heavenly Council, the Holy Men, the Medicine Men, the Great Warriors that sit in Sacred Council, in the Heavenly Lodge, the Heavenly Village. Look up to our people that have gone before us, be respectful of those, be respectful of these ones here on Turtle Island. Hold sacred these memorials, these ceremonials, these dances, these customs. The Sacred wood, the clans of our people, every village, every tribe, every nation, every drop of red blood, every word of red ink written upon the pages of our life. Good words, good pages, good thoughts of your fellow man, fellow mankind. Hold your brothers and sisters close, as they are only on loan from the Great One. The Great One gives us love to share, to give. We are only lent things to love.

"One"

...Be One...

(E Me Nv) Amen