Wakan Tanka, Great Mystery,
teach me how to trust
my heart,
my mind,
my intuition,
my inner knowing,
the senses of my body,
the blessings of my spirit.
Teach me to trust these things
so that I may enter my Sacred Space
and love beyond my fear,
and thus Walk in Balance
with the passing of each glorious Sun.



Mi cante etan wopila tanka...
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Just wanted to say hello and I hope all is good for you.
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To find what you seek in the road of life,
the best proverb of all is that which says:
"Leave no stone unturned."
The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams.
Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken winged bird that cannot fly.

Lakota Prayer

A Lakota Prayer
Ate Wankantanka Mitawa ki
Wazi ya tanhan ka te na Wa ki u ya ye ki,
Hena un taku ya kage ki, ya glu ska kta, he ca nu,
He iye cel, Wakantanka, Anpetu ki le, Micante Ki Mi ci yu ska ye,
He cel tohnl, nitokab, wpoyasu ki el, wahinajin ki, ima ya cu kta.

Ate Wakantanka,
Wiyohiyanpatan, wi hin nape ki,
Wiconi mitawa ki el, anpetu wanji a ke mi qu
Heon wo pi la eci ci ye, micante ki eciya tanhan

My Father, Great Spirit,
Who send'est the wind and the White Snow from the north,
To make thy creation clean and pure,
Father, make me clean and pure within my heart,
That I may be accepted in thy sight and judgement.

Father, Great Spirit,
To the east from whence cometh the rising of the sun, and all thy living creation,
Thou hast added another day to my life,
for which I give thee Thanks with all my heart.

"LAKOTA PRAYER"

WAKAN TANKA ~ OH, GREAT MYSTERY
TEACH ME HOW TO TRUST MY HEART AND MIND,
AND TO LISTEN TO THE INTUITION OF MY SMALL VOICE WITHIN
TO TRUST THE SACRED SENSES OF MY BODY
AND THE BLESSINGS OF MY SPIRIT
PLEASE TEACH ME TO TRUST ALL THESE THINGS
AND TO BE STILL . . . AS THE AIR BEFORE THE DAWN
THAT I MIGHT ENTER MY SACRED SPACE
AND LEARN TO LOVE BEYOND MY FEAR
AND THUS, WALK IN THE BEAUTY WAY OF PEACE
WITH THE PASSING OF EACH SUN
A Prayer in ..Hohwoju oyate eya wani ti pi icuhan kangi wicasa kin sung manu ahi na ota mawicanu pi na nakun Lakota winyan ko akiyagla pi. Kangi wicasa ti pi heciya winyan ki le aki pi ca titakuye wica kiksuye na lila cante sice na ceya ke, winyan ki ableza pi na heya pi ske, "Sina ki le ena, woyute ki lena icu, na wakpala ta inahma ye." Hoca mni aglala inahma ke, na oiyokpaza ca gla cu ke, icuhan sungmanitu tanka nump el hipi na oksan hlo omanipi ke, takinnas ena kte pi kta kecin ke. Sungmanitu tanka ki waste ca pi ke ca ob wancok wi yohinyanpata kiya si glu hapi ke. Blaye cokan gla pi ehanl osiceca tanka wan hihunni na icuhan sungmanitu tanka a ke numb hel opa pi ke. Hetan tehiya mani pi eyas hecena gla pi, kangi wicasa kanyela u pi k'on hetan kawinga pi. Wooyake ki le wowas'ake yuha. Lakota winyan ki le osiceca ahi ca heon kpapte. Tuwa osiceca icuhan omani ki le wooyake ki kiksuye ehantans takuni toka. Anpetu ota mani pi ehanl "Winuhcala Paha" eya pica hel ihunni pi, iguga ohan ohloka wan ca sungmanitu tanka ki winyan ki etkita agla pi. Ohloka ki tima iyaia yukan lila sicamna ke, ista ki ecel itaya ca oksanksan etunwan sungmanitu tanka ki ataya tima hpaya pi ke. Tokinnas ahiyu pi na kiza pi kta kecin eyas etan tahca wan yaslohan yutimahel icupi ca ob wota. Sungmanitu tanka ki lena ataya ti ospaye hecapi. Wicooncage tona ataya hel on pi. Hunh hoksi azin kiya hpaya pi. Hunh tanktankpi ca hena wakuwa heca pi. Hunh ocinsice k'on hena ti awanyanka pi. Sungmanitu tanka wicahcala ki ins cikcikala ki lena tokel wakuwa pi hecel onspe wica kiya pi. Ataya a'wan kica yanka pi. Waniyetu ata hel ob wogla ke na iye nawicahun. Winyan ki lila wakabla na pusye. Sungmanitu tanka ki waste wicalake na insiya wastelaka pi. Winyan ki insiya sungmanitu tanka mna aya ke. Sungmanitu tanka ki makoce ki le slolya pi. Tohanl hu numpa ki opta hiyaya pi can slolya pi, sungmanitu tanka ki lena hu numpa ki iheyab sna ecun pi.Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at ....
"LAKOTA PRAYER"

WAKAN TANKA ~ OH, GREAT MYSTERY
TEACH ME HOW TO TRUST MY HEART AND MIND,
AND TO LISTEN TO THE INTUITION OF MY SMALL VOICE WITHIN
TO TRUST THE SACRED SENSES OF MY BODY
AND THE BLESSINGS OF MY SPIRIT
PLEASE TEACH ME TO TRUST ALL THESE THINGS
AND TO BE STILL . . . AS THE AIR BEFORE THE DAWN
THAT I MIGHT ENTER MY SACRED SPACE
AND LEARN TO LOVE BEYOND MY FEAR
AND THUS, WALK IN THE BEAUTY WAY OF PEACE
WITH THE PASSING OF EACH SUN
Meine Großmutter war Lakota! und verheiratet mit meinem Großvater der aus Eisenach abstammte! Also Deutscher! Alle mitlerweile schon verstorben! Mein Vater kam in Schlesien! Riesengebirge..auf die Welt. Also bin zu einem Viertel Lakota! Meine Großmutter gab mir den Namen Wasuton Wi Psito Canwita ( Erntemond Perle des Waldes)Es ist zwar nicht viel! Aber darauf bin ich stolz! Sogar sehr! Und wenn ein Mensch meint er wüsste alles über dieses Volk, da kann ich nur sagen...das Kann man nicht...Ich selber bin hier in Deutschland geboren und Aufgewachsen! Habe von der Sprache meiner Großmutter nicht viel mitbekommen! Bin aber am Lernen...Ich möchte Menschen freude bereiten mit meiner Geschichte und mit meiner Art zu schreiben...
Und würde mich freuen dich kennen zu lernen!!!
Toksa Ake!
~*Eagle*~

Lo scandalo del contraddirmi, dell'essere
con te e contro te; con te nel cuore,
in luce, contro te nelle buie viscere;

del mio paterno stato traditore
- nel pensiero, in un'ombra di azione -
mi so ad esso attaccato nel calore

degli istinti, dell'estetica passione;
attratto da una vita proletaria
a te anteriore, è per me religione

la sua allegria, non la millenaria
sua lotta: la sua natura, non la sua
coscienza; è la forza originaria

dell'uomo, che nell'atto s'è perduta,
a darle l'ebbrezza della nostalgia,
una luce poetica: ed altro più

io non so dirne, che non sia
giusto ma non sincero, astratto
amore, non accorante simpatia...

Come i poveri povero, mi attacco
come loro a umilianti speranze,
come loro per vivere mi batto

ogni giorno. Ma nella desolante
mia condizione di diseredato,
io possiedo: ed è il più esaltante

dei possessi borghesi, lo stato
più assoluto. Ma come io possiedo la storia,
essa mi possiede; ne sono illuminato:

ma a che serve la luce?  

Pier Paolo Pasolini

buona settimana aricyao

nadir

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