It begins

 

 

Father Sky, I thank you for watching over us.
For the stars that illuminate the night.
For Grandfather Sun and Grandmother moon.
For the rain, for the snow
For all of the beauty that comes from above.
 

The spirits of the morning bring the medicine of the new day

Of a new beginning

 

 

 

 

The journey begins.

The day is new, and will set the trend for the days to come

until our time of rest.

It is raw and there for us to add the color.

 

 

 

 

The choice is always our own of who will win the day.

 

 

 

Open your spirit and let the wisdom of time color your world.

Pace yourself.

 

 

When this day, like all others past, comes to a close

remember that you have won another battle

on this journey of mind.

 

 

Have a day filled with strength and a night filled with peace.