Osiyo aquatsely yvwi To hi tsu To hi quu Ni hi na hv
( Cherokee )
Ya `A` T `eeh`/ ha-quo`-nah
( Navaho )
Tau Taino- Ti !
( Taino )
Kia ora koutou Naku iti noa
( Maori )
Cayacaman
( Quichua )
" While living I want to live well.
I know I have to die sometime,
But even if the heavens were to fall on me
I want to do what is right.
There is only one God looking down to us all.
We are all children of the one God.
God is listening to me.
The Sun,
The darkness,
The winds,
All are listening
To what we now say."
( Geronimo )
" We sang the songs that carried in their melodies all the sounds
of nature.the running waters, the sighing of winds,
and the calls of the animals.
Teach these to your children that they may come to
Love nature as we love it. "
Grand Council Fire
Grandfather,
I ask you to bless the white man,
He needs your wisdom, your guidance.
He has tried for so long to destroy my people
And only feels comfortable when given power.
Bless them with wisdom.
Show them the peace we understand.
Teach them humility
For I feel they will destroy themselves and all our children
As they have done for so long with Mother Earth.
I plead, I cry.
After all
They are my brothers and sisters.
Sandy Kewenhaptewa ( Hopi )
" What one feels in his heart and soul
defines a native person,
not the color of his skin. "
Glenn Welker
This page was last updated on: October 29, 2005
The Drum connects our heartbeat to the heartbeat of Mother Earth.
There was a time when man took no
more than he needed.
That time is gone.
There was a time when he gave something back.
That time is gone.
There was a time when he worshipped the
Creator and honored creation.
That time too is gone.
And now that waters are polluted, our natural
resources are all but gone and creation is dying,
It is time to find our way back to earth.
A Native Tale
By
Nakiki & Mo
An old Grandfather, whose grandson came to him with anger at a schoolmate who had done him an injustice, said, "Let me tell you a story.
I too, at times, have felt a great hate for those that have taken so much, with no sorrow for what they do. But hate wears you down, and does not hurt your enemy. It is like taking poison and wishing your enemy would die.
I have struggled with these feelings many times." He continued,
"It is as if there are two wolves inside me. One is good and does no harm.
He lives in harmony with all around him and does not take offense when no offense was intended. He will only fight when it is right to do so, and in the right way."
"But the other wolf, ah! He is full of anger. The littlest thing will
set him into a fit of temper. He fights everyone, all the time, for no reason.
He cannot think because his anger and hate are so great. It is hard to live with these two wolves inside me, for both of them try to dominate my spirit."
The boy looked intently into his Grandfather's eyes and asked,
"Which one wins, Grandfather?
" ---The Grandfather solemnly replied,
"The one I feed." -
A Native American tale told many times around the Sacred Fire.
