I have had a very busy week this week and the last two days have been spent inward, so writing has not been on the fore front. I awoke this morning and the air was cool and crisp.  I picked up my drum and drummed in each of the four directions.  The mornings are so beautiful here in Kentucky and it is a wonderful heart centered thing to connect with my drum first thing. I join  with the birds and the breeze and the sun to connect with the beauty of all that is.  In this, I am gifted with tremendous peace.

I have been reading Black Elk Speaks, and he beckons me like an old friend.  As I read his book, I feel his presence all around and the sound of his voice is palpable.  Much of the book is of his life as a warrior, however; he was also a medicine man.  I have learned much from him and hope to continue a working relationship with him on my healing path. 

With that, I would like to leave you with this quote from the book, Black Elk Speaks: "....the voice of the drum is an offering to the Spirit of the World.  It's sound arouses the mind and makes men feel the mystery and power of all things."

Aho, dear friends.