I now place my feet upon the Earth. With great happiness, I walk upon the sacred Earth, our Mother. May the generations to come also walk in this sacred manner!
Everything the power of the world does is done in a circle. The sky is round and I [...] heard that the Earth is round like a ball and so are all the stars. The wind, in its greatest power, whirls. Birds make their nests in circles, for theirs is the same religion as ours. The sun comes forth and goes down again in a circle. The moon does the same and both are round. Even the seasons form a great circle in their changing and always come back again to where they were.The life of a man is a circle from childhood to childhood, and so it is in everything where power moves.
It was good for the skin to touch the Earth. And the old people liked to remove their moccasins and walk with bare feet on the sacred Earth
The soil was soothing, strengthening, cleansing and healing.
[...]the old Lakota was wise. He knew that the man’s heart, away from nature, becomes hard, he knew that lack of respect for growing, living things soon led to lack of respect for humans, too. So he kept his [youth] close to nature’s softening influence.
"Guard your tongue in youth," said the old chief, [...] "and in age you may mature a thought that will be of service to your people!"
Training began with children who were taught to sit still and enjoy it. They were taught to use their organs of smell, to look where there was apparently nothing to see, and to listen intently when all seemingly was quiet.
My father went on talking to me in a low voice. That is how our people always talk to their children, so low and quiet, the child thinks he is dreaming. But he never forgets.
When I was ten years of age I looked at the land and the rivers, the sky above, and the animals around me and could not fail to realise that they were made by some great power. I was so anxious to understand this power that I questioned the trees and the bushes. It seemed as though the flowers were staring at me, and I wanted to ask them "Who made you?" I looked at the moss-covered stones; some of them seemed to have the features of a man, but they could not answer me. Then I dreamed a dream.
I dreamed that I was in the mountains and fell asleep in the shade of a tree. Something shook my blanket. It was a buffalo, who said, "Rise and follow me."I obeyed. He took a path, and I followed. The path was above the ground. We did not touch the Earth.
When a man shuts his eyes, he sees a great deal. He then enters his own mind, and things become clear to him, but objects passing before his eyes would distract him. For that reason, a dreamer makes known his request through what he sees when his eyes are closed. It has long been his intention to make his request to Wakan Tanka. And he resolves to seek seclusion on the top of a bute or other high place. When at last he goes there and closes his eyes, and his mind is upon Wakan Tanka and his work. The man [...]
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