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| Chance Meeting by � iwalkwiththewolf There's a strange thing about wandering the landscape of Solitude; you never know who you will meet there. Tonight I met one of our brothers, a man who is called One Who Listens to Water. He sent me a photo of his best friend, Lost in Woods. This is a name joke, because Lost in Woods admires the beauty of Mother Earth so much he doesn't pay attention to where he walks. Together they walk on the same land where I played as a child! I told him that my spirit guide is a female gray wolf. "Ah," he said, "now I know who you are." When we said goodby, he said, "O'Siyo, sis." I told him that my Mohawk friend tells me, "O:nen kiwahe." He said to tell you thanks for passing on the greeting, Mohawk Brother. American Cherokee, Copyright 2002, All rights reserved |
