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Grandmother, I thank you for guiding me through the realm of dreams

For the warmth and comfort and healing you have brought while I slept

For your beautiful light that fills the morning sky

 

 

 

 

 

The morning spirits bask in the magical glow of Grandmother moon

They wait patiently for her to say her final goodnight

Her medicine is understood by all in the natural world

Until she leaves the sky all will remain silent and still

 

 

 

 

The road begins to narrow on this week journey of mind

The beauty of the season becomes more apparent with each step we take

Grandfather sun has gifted us with his light and warmth long past his time

Life during this season of harvest is picture perfect

Enjoy and absorb all it has to offer

Color your world as the Creator has colored the world around us.

 

 

 

 

 

As the time for rest arrives and all once again becomes silent

Grandmothers work continues

Though she will begin to become less visible as the night past

she will be watching.

The light of her prior visit had unveiled the web of life in its whole

She will now continue to weave the new and repair the old strands in it

Strengthening and securing all in place preparing each strand to stand the test of time

As each of us is a strand in the web we too shall be under construction

Strengthening our place in the web, reinforcing our being

Defining our position in life and our connection to all

 

Go forward this day in the knowledge that how we conduct ourselves

vibrates through the entirety of the web effecting not only us but all that we are connected to.