Evil Angel's blog: "Beautifull words to live by~Thank you Running Wolf ~aka~Cowboy Charles"

Cherokee Dawn I awaken to the silence, Softly it wraps around the world; Dreams still float upon the air, Not yet ready to loosen their memory. Quietly I step outside, The sleeping world unaware that I am there; Above me the sky is still dark, Stars still glimmer, but the moon is low. All about me the air is hushed, Breezes gently ruffle my hair; caress my cheek First morning song of the lark gently wafts across the valley, Seems for me she sings alone. In the east there now is a faint luminescence, A hint of pearly tones etch the edges of the tree crowned hills; Strong and tall they await the coming, Of a new day, filled with promise. More light gently flows westward, Now across the valley I see a vision; The hills are wreathed in a living mist, It moves, touches each thing in it's path. The sky now is filled with glorious colors, blue, cerise, lavender, the hues of dawn; Mists slowly ebb backward into the forests, Retreating, going home to await the night once again. My prayers are now said, Sage smoke still spirals to the heavens; I touch the ground gently in a gesture of gratitude, As Grandfather Sun now has risen over the hill tops. The wispy mists now are gone, No longer can they be seen anywhere; Birdsong echoes from hillside to hillside, The morning well greeted. Day has come to Cherokee, Peacefulness surrounds the Great Smokies; Was it mist I truly saw, Or was it old ones, keeping watch through the night?

WHAT IS A WARRIOR A Warrior is the protector of his family, clan and his tribe A Warrior is the guardian of the old ways so that they are not forgotten A Warrior is not motivated by greed, political ambition or fame A Warrior will not put himself above others in need And above all A Warrior is the living spirit of our Grandfathers

Cherokee Wisdom An old Cherokee was teaching his grandson about life. "A fight is going On inside each one of us," he said to the boy. "It is a fight to the Death, and it is Between two wolves. "One is darkness -- he is anger, envy, sorrow, regret, greed, Arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false Pride, superiority, and ego. "The other is enlightened -- he is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, Humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion, And faith. The grandson thought about it for a minute and then asked his Grandfather, "Which wolf will win?" The old Cherokee simply replied, "The one you feed." What is a Warrior?

OH GREAT SPIRIT "Oh, Great Spirit, whose voice I hear in the wind, Whose breath gives life to the entire world ? Hear me; I need your strength and wisdom. Let me walk in beauty, and make my eyes ever behold the red and purple sunset. Make my hands respect the things you have made and my ears sharp to hear your voice Make me wise so that I may understand the things you have taught my people. Help me to remain calm and strong in the face of all that comes towards me. Let me learn the lessons you have hidden in every leaf & rock. Help me seek pure thoughts & act with the intention of helping others. Help me find compassion without empathy overwhelming me. I seek strength, not to be greater than my brother, but to fight my greatest enemy - Myself. Make me always ready to come to you with clean hands and straight eyes. So when life fades, as the fading sunset, my spirit may come to you without shame

The Sacred Seven Prayers O Great Spirit, who art before all else and who dwells in every object, in every person and in every place, we cry unto Thee. We summon Thee from the far places into our present awareness. O Great Spirit of the North, who gives wings to the waters of the air and rolls the thick snowstorm before Thee, Who covers the Earth with a sparkling crystal carpet above whose deep tranquility every sound is beautiful. Temper us with strength to withstand the biting blizzards, yet make us thankful for the beauty which follows and lies deep over the warm Earth in its wake. O Great Spirit of the East, the land of the rising Sun, Who holds in your right hand the years of our lives and in your left the opportunities of each day. Brace us that we may not neglect our gifts nor lose in laziness the hopes of each day and the hopes of each year. O Great Spirit of the South, whose warm breath of compassion melts the ice that gathers round our hearts, whose fragrance speaks of distant springs and summer days, dissolve our fears, melt our hatreds, kindle our love into flames of true and living realities. Teach us that he who is truly strong is also kind; he who is wise tempers justice with mercy, he who is truly brave matches’ courage with compassion. O Great Spirit of the West, the land of the setting Sun, with Your soaring mountains and free, wide rolling prairies, bless us with knowledge of the peace which follows purity of striving and the freedom which follows like a flowing robe in the winds of a well-disciplined life. Teach us that the end is better than the beginning and that the setting sun glorifies not in vain. O Great Spirit of the heavens, in the day's infinite blue and amid the countless stars of the night season, remind us that you are vast, that you are beautiful and majestic beyond all of our knowing or telling, but also that you are no further from us than the tilting upwards of our heads and the raising of our eyes. O Great Spirit of Mother Earth beneath our feet, Master of metals, Germinator of seeds and the Storer of the Earth's unreckoned resources, help us to give thanks unceasingly for your present bounty. O Great Spirit of our souls, burning in our heart's yearning and in our innermost aspirations, speak to us now and always so that we may be aware of the greatness and goodness of Your gift of life and be worthy of this priceless privilege of living.