…said at dawn
I step into the day, I step into myself, I step into the mystery…
(Anishinaabe: Odawa, Ojibwa, Algonquin First Nations)
Dear Friends, This prayer of the First Nations was given to me years ago and I have treasured it. But as time slips by the mind let go of one treasure for another. Or so I thought. And what we thought was lost is found again with I dare say renewed vigor and meaning. Maybe these few words are what is needed to put this troubled year behind us.
For me, the meaning in the poem is in its stillness when each part is seen in conjunction with the whole. Try and see each day such as this.
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