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~I Will Not Judge You~
For your beliefs.
For I have friends from every spectrum of religion across the map.
My feelings...
are whatever they need to keep the warmth of their souls alive.
Who am I to say what you need to give you strength in your day?
By the color of your skin. Your skin, hair or eye color,
have nothing to do with the heart within.
I will not judge you for your wealth. For richer or poorer ,
you still have a soul, a heart that nourishes friendships and love.
Nor will I judge you for your age.
For we continue to learn no matter what age we are.
Everyone has something to contribute to our lives if we listen.
Most certainly not for your health.
I have seen the weakest of the weak with the biggest hearts alive.
No matter what your health you still feel, need,
love just like everyone else.
Everything outside is but a shell that holds the heart within.
I will not judge you for the company you keep and call friends.
Life is made up of a variety of humanity.
What may interest one person may not interest another.
Keeping an open mind to all aspects of life,
leaves no room for judgement here.
There is no judge ,
who can tell you who your heart belongs to;
Who your partner of choice may be.
That is all there is to say on this subject in a nutshell.
Many times in life we don't even have the choice ourselves..,
when it comes to who our hearts are most fond.
I find no wrong in someones happiness and love.
I will not judge you by the country of your birth or loyalty.
There is a world out there beyond my doors.......
why should I shut out the possiblity ....
that another way of life may be lived by others?
They still bleed, they still hurt and....
most important of all they still love.
Nor will I judge you for the job you work,
or the lack of work thereof.
As the old saying goes it may be a dirty job,
but someone has to do it (winks)
We all make a living in our own way.
Living day to day tends to require a bit of work wouldn't you say?
I will not judge you by the clothes you wear.
My wouldn't the world be boring if we all wore the same clothing,
with no personality what so ever?
Be as funky or bland as you desire.
Give in to your hearts content.
I certainly won't judge you for the home you keep.
Wither you live in a tent , or a mansion keep.
I see a human being in need of a friend no matter who you meet.
I'm not a judge, a jury, or anything else that will condemn you.
I am a Friend !!
I accept you as you are. Nothing less , nothing more.
In matters of the heart,
I'll keep you close for friendship does NOT judge another.
I hope you found some enjoyment in this......I will NOT judge another.
This is who I am, take it or leave it.
Don't expect me to abandon my opinions or choices ...
because they may not mirror yours.
In the end we are all human beings who can think
and choose for ourselves.
If we all followed the simple philosophy of this post,
wouldn't the world be a lot kinder, gentler, loving and forgiving?
For all we could wish, it comes down to those who DO judge.
Perhaps someday we will all agree to disagree in the essence of harmony.
STAY SAFE AND LOVED!!!
MY HEART TO YOU............
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"THE AWAKENING"
A time comes in your life when you finally get it...when, in the midst of allyour fears and insanity, you stop dead in your tracks and somewhere the voice inside your head cries out ...............
ENOUGH!
Enough fighting and crying or struggling to hold on. And, like a child
quieting down after a blind tantrum, your sobs begin to subside, you shudder
once or twice, you blink back your tears and begin to look at the world
through new eyes. This is your awakening.
You realize it's time to stop hoping and waiting for something to change...or
for happiness, safety and security to come galloping over the next horizon.
You come to terms with the fact that neither of you is Prince Charming or
Cinderella and that in the real world there aren't always fairy tale endings
(or beginnings for that matter) and that any guarantee of "happily ever
after" must begin with you...and in the process a
sense of serenity is born of acceptance.
You awaken to the fact that you are not perfect and that not everyone will
always love, appreciate or approve of who or what you are...and that's OK.
They are entitled to their own views and opinions.
And you learn the importance of loving and championing
yourself...and in the process a sense of new found confidence is born of
self-approval You stop complaining and blaming other people for the things
they did to you (or didn't do for you) and you learn that the only thing you can really count
on is the unexpected.
You learn that people don't always say what they mean or mean what they say
and that not everyone will always be there for you and that it's not always
about you. So, you learn to stand on your own and to take care of yourself...and in
the process a sense of safety and security is born of self-reliance
You stop judging and pointing fingers and you begin to accept people as they
are and to overlook their shortcomings and human frailties..and in the
process a sense of peace and contentment is born of forgiveness. You realize
that much of the way you view yourself, and the world around you, is as a
result of all the messages and opinions that have been ingrained into your
psyche.
And you begin to sift through all the junk you've been fed about how you
should behave, how you should look, how much you should weigh, what youshould
wear, what you should do for a living, how much money you should make, what
you should drive, how and where you should live, who you should marry, the
importance of having and raising children, and what you owe your parents,
family, and friends.
You learn to open up to new worlds and different points of view.
And you begin reassessing and redefining who you are and what you really
stand for. You learn the difference between wanting and needing and you begin to discard
the doctrines and values you've outgrown, or should never have bought into to
begin with ... and in the process you learn to go with your instincts.
You learn that it is truly in giving that we receive. And that there is
power and glory in creating and contributing and you stop maneuvering through
life merely as a "consumer" looking for your next fix.
You learn that principles such as honesty and integrity are
not the outdated ideals of a bygone era but the mortar that holds
together the foundation upon which you must build a life. You learn that you
don't know everything, it's not your job to save the world and that you can't
teach a pig to sing.
You learn to distinguish between guilt and responsibility and the
importance of setting boundaries and learning to say NO.
You learn that the only cross to bear is the one you choose to carry and that
martyrs get burned at the stake.
Then you learn about love.
How to love, how much to give in love, when to stop giving and when to walk
away. You learn to look at relationships as they really are and not as you
would have them be.
You stop trying to control people, situations and outcomes.
And you learn that alone does not mean lonely. You also stop working so
hard at putting your feelings aside, smoothing things over and ignoring your
needs. You learn that feelings of entitlement are perfectly OK....and that it
is your right to want things and to ask for the things you want ... and that
sometimes it is necessary to make demands.
You come to the realization that you deserve to be treated
with love, kindness, sensitivity and respect and you won't settle for less.
And you learn that your body really is your temple. And you begin to care for it and treat it with respect.
You begin to eat a balanced diet drink more water, and take more time to exercise.
You learn that being tired fuels doubt, fear, and uncertainty and so you take
more time to rest. And, just as food fuels the body, laughter fuels our soul.
So you take more time to laugh and to play.
You learn that, for the most part, you get in life what you
believe you deserve...and that much of life truly is a self-fulfilling prophecy.
You learn that anything worth achieving is worth working for and that wishing
for something to happen is different than working toward making it happen.
More importantly, you learn that in order to achieve success
you need direction, discipline and perseverance.
You also learn that no one can do it all alone...and that it's OK to risk asking for help.
You learn the only thing you must truly fear is the greatest robber baron of all:
FEAR itself.
You learn to step right into and through your fears because you
know that whatever happens you can handle it and to give in to fear is
to give away the right to live life on your own terms.
And you learn to fight for your life and not to squander it living under a
cloud of impending doom.
You learn that life isn't always fair, you don't always get
what you think you deserve and that sometimes bad things happen to
unsuspecting, good people. On these occasions you learn not to personalize things.
You learn that Creator isn't punishing you or failing to answer your prayers.
It's just life happening.
And you learn to deal with evil in its most primal state - the ego.
You learn that negative feelings such as anger, envy and
resentment must be understood and redirected or they will suffocate the life
out of you and poison the universe that surrounds you.
You learn to admit when you are wrong and to build bridges instead of walls.
You learn to be thankful and to take comfort in many of the simple
things we take for granted, things that millions of people upon
the earth can only dream about: a full refrigerator, clean running water, a
soft warm bed, a long hot shower.
Slowly, you begin to take responsibility for yourself by yourself and you
make yourself a promise to never betray yourself and to never, ever settle
for less than your heart's desire.
And you hang a wind chime outside your window so you can listen to the wind.
And you make it a point to keep smiling, to keep trusting, and to stay open to
every wonderful possibility.
Finally, with courage in your heart, and Creator by your side, you
take a stand. Smiling, you take a deep breath, and you begin to design the
life you want to live as best you can.
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" ONE WARRIORS PRAYER "
Written by; Adrian M. J. Archambeau, Sr.
(Mato-Wanagi, Ghost Bear)
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I am Dakota Akicita, a warrior strong, proud, fierce, and Free, I have to be. . .
I am Dakota Sundancer, Pipe Carrier, humble, gentle, giving, understanding, loving, unselfish, forgiving and compassionate, I need to be...
To the best of my environment I am balanced. Yet, it’s not easy in a world so lost, to commune in harmony and peace with our precious Mother Earth (so wounded, so sick).
I am Akicita by choice; I have to be . . .
My people still fight the old fight, the Wasicu Government that now rules this land who in selfishness and greed still seek to steal our last small piece of sacred ground, our most sanctified Paha Sapa (Black Hills) for it's contents of gold, where Crazy Horse, Sitting Bull, Red Cloud and Gall still live, pierce, dance and sing to this day.
As Akicita we still fight against the demons of racial and cultural ignorance and fear inadequate housing and education for our children and ourselves, our abused and battered wives, sisters, mothers and children, poor health care. Our drunk and addicted (drugs, alcohol and now gambling) brothers, sisters, fathers, mothers, and children who seek desperately to find control in a world that has none.
Our children are finding refuge in gang mentality. Depression and suicide runs rampant while dysfunctional lifestyles have reached proportions of seeming normal as we fight for our right as a people to be free. These are the gifts this government has given us for not surrendering our spirits, our soul, our ties to the earth. We fight every day to hold onto our Chanupa Wakan, our sacred Pipe it's virtues, it's values, (our Ten Commandments) that our ways and our people would not die, the ways of Black Elk and Crow Dog.
Wambdi Hdeska (Spotted Eagle) Where are you? Soaring high above the clouds of smog and pollution, black clouds of disease and death. Can you still hear my cries, my prayers? Your unsica children are tired,
their hearts are sick, their minds diseased.
I am a Sundancer...
Help me Tunkasila, Wakan Tanka, God while I thirst, hunger and pray (fast), tears streaming, blood flowing, eagle bone whistle calling as I hang from your sacred tree (pitiful, humble, unworthy) that the burdens of your people, your children be placed on me so they may be free to walk your sacred earth in balance, peace, and harmony within your sacred circle.
I am a Pipe Carrier... Make me humble, gentle, giving, unselfish, compassionate, grateful, forgiving, loving and understanding that your children can see what you originally meant for us in this world of hatred and greed; that my eyes may reflect and reveal your love and tenderness, empathy and compassion.
I am a Man imperfect and flawed. I could sell my land, my pipe, and my ways, but what would that make me? Where would that leave me? I could then sit in the lap of luxury that my Wasicu fathers have promised through their lies, deceit and greed, to become like them.
But, could I ignore the cries, the prayers?
The blood shed of my ancestors that beats in my chest, pumps through my veins, and pounds in my ears (our holy drum) that I might be free to walk this land and share these ways, to hug my children, comfort their sisters and mothers, assure them of their worth, value, need; to hold, strengthen and encourage their fathers, brothers, uncles,,, while I strive to the best of my capabilities to be a worthy guide, student, teacher, role model and father.
To some this would seem a job, too much responsibility to carry on one’s shoulders, a burden, an impossible dream. Yet, to me it is an honor, a gift passed down unconditionally from my ancestors, their life-giving blood that flows through my heart. They did not have to sacrifice, suffer and die to give me life, but lovingly they chose to just as I choose to carry on,I have to...
To reveal they were both loving and loved, that their deaths ‘for me’ be not in vain, while their words, ways, prayers and dreams be not lost, be not dead. Ways not of money, factories, fancy cars and big houses of metal, concrete, paper, wood things originally of the earth but the ways of God, our Father, Grandfather, Creator who gave us this land, this earth, each other not to covet, abuse control and neglect, but to honor, respect, cherish, nurture and love. So if at times I should seem overwhelming, fierce, strong or pushy, or even weak or shaky in my ways forgive me and be patient. Take my hand and comfort me (my hurts, inadequacies, insecurities and fears) for I am but one man in a world too big.
I am Akicita by choice. I have to be...
So as I sit outside our sacred sweatlodge (our church, sanctuary, mothers womb)and the smoke from my Chanupa gently curls, drifts and carries my prayers, my visions, my hopes, my dreams for all creation, for all mankind, on a soft, gentle, slow drifting breeze to the Creator, I remember my ancestors.
I will never forget, as I can never forget to thank you.
Hau Tunkasila, Wakan-Tanka, Pida-Maya
I am Akicita by choice;I have to be... ................
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"SPIRITUAL WARRIOR"
"Life offers us the opportunity to become a Spiritual Warrior........."
A warrior is one who bravely goes into those dark areas within themselves to ferret out the Truth of their being. It takes great courage, stamina and endurance to become a Spiritual Warrior.
The path is narrow, the terrain rough and rocky. You will walk alone: through the dark caves, up those steep climbs and through the dense thick forest. You will meet your dark side. The faces of fear, deceit, and sadness all await your arrival. No one can take this journey but you.
There comes a time, in each of our lives, when we are given the choice to follow this path. Should we decide to embark on this journey, we can never turn back.... Our lives are changed forever On this journey, there are many different places we can choose to slip into and hide. But the path goes on.
The Spiritual Warrior stays the course, wounded at times, exhausted and out of energy. Many times, the Warrior will struggle back to their feet to take only a few steps before falling again. Rested, they forge on, continuing the treacherous path. The journey continues. The Spiritual Warrior stays the course. Weakened, but never broken.
One day, the battle, loneliness and desperate fights are over. The sun breaks through the clouds; the birds begin to sing their sweet melodies. There is a change in the energy. A deep change within the self. The warrior has fought the courageous fight. The battle of the dark night of the soul is won.
New energy now fills the Warrior. A new path is now laid before them. A gentler path filled with the inner-knowing of one who has personal empowerment. With their personal battle won, they are filled with joy. A new awareness that they are one with the Spirit beams as they go forth to show others the way.
They are not permitted to walk the path for others.
They can only love, guide and be a living example of the Truth of their being......
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 >  The Sioux Story
~Author Unknown
The Creator gathered all of Creation and said....,
'I want to hide something from the humans until they are ready for it.
It is the realization that they create their own reality.'
The eagle said, 'Give it to me, I will take it to the moon.'
The Creator said, 'No. One day they will go there and find it.'
The salmon said, 'I will bury it on the bottom of the ocean.'
'No. They will go there too.'
The buffalo said, 'I will bury it on the Great Plains.'
The Creator said, 'They will cut into the skin of the Earth and find it even there.'
Grandmother Mole, who lives in the breast of Mother Earth, and who has no
physical eyes but sees with spiritual eyes, said, 'Put it inside of them.'
And the Creator said, 'It is done.'
Love and Light... | > |  | September 14
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