When I sit with You

  “Upon suffering beyond suffering: the Red Nation shall rise again and it shall be a blessing for a sick world. A world filled with broken promises, selfishness and separations. A world longing for light again. I see a time of Seven Generations when all the colors of mankind will gather under the Sacred Tree

Buddha was never a woman?

“Excuse me, what is this?”. “Protection… accident… spiriiiit.” – he replied in simple English. With the way he was driving a little protection wouldn’t hurt, I was thinking to myself, staring at an unusual talisman hanging from his rearview mirror. I was so absorbed by the play of its colors and dangling sounds, that I completely forgot my initial

The Waves of Hope

The waves of hope Hitting the shores Just slightly nagging But their splashing is healing. Their every little drop Purifies. And with every heart beat We are living again. Every moment is a renewal Every second is a chance To grab life by its tail And climb bravely to its head. Holding on to its