Oh, Great Spirit …

Oh, Great Spirit whose voice I hear in the winds and whose breath gives life to all the world.  Translated by Lakota Sioux Chief Yellow Lark

Man, this poem brings a big lump in my throat.  I find myself resonating so often with Native American wisdom.  I love the respect of nature and circular thinking … this idea that we are all connected – from tree to bird to human to sky and back again.

But the part of this poem that speaks loudest to me today is the phrase: “to fight my greatest enemy -myself.”

Today may you find strength to fight your greatest enemy – that part of yourself that criticizes, judges, finds fault.  May you find LOVE there instead.

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