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Posted on July 28th, 2008 by Shewolf

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I have begun working with the antique thread spools given to me by a man who said he would like to see what I could do with them.

I used a ceramic head, recycled leather for the dress and arms; I added beads and red hawk feathers. I have two more to work with. She stands alone since the base is just right for it. I left the base in its original form for the bottom.

I can see that I can make something new out of something old, indeed.

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Shewolf: Before we even choose the branch/stick, a prayer is offered in our ancient way. As was taught our ancients, the Yellow Race was given incense to pray with, the red people ( native) were given herbs and bark and roots, the black race were given song and dance and the white race was given...
Allison: I loved reading your post about prayer sticks. I am a youth minister in Texas and am currently working on a lesson plan about different types on prayer around the world. I was wondering if it is possible to explain how it is used in prayer? Thanks so much.
cordieb: Both poems were astonishingly beautiful and has dropped a raindrop on my heart. . . what kind of raindrop? The kind that calms the soul in the mist of a stressed filled day. . . that kind of raindrop. Blessings to both of you. . . CordieB.
Shewolf: As in my blog about Christmas earlier, an Elder says that we are to make everyday Christmas. It would be something, wouldn’t it?
Erin: Oh how I wish that Christmas would never end. It is such a fun time… brings out the best in most people. I will miss it.
Shewolf: How far the lack of fear can take us. If we approach something out of fear….we are fearful not loving. Yes, the world is an absolute mess it is in because of our FEAR and all its tentacles. Ilsiten to the news as little as possible, but I heard, last night, how there is no...
Carol Knepper: You are so right. Fear is not the motivator we need, nor is God a monster. To live in fear is to become ill in body, mind, and spirit, for one cannot live in fear on a daily basis without anger and resentment, which cannot of course be expressed to the one or One who is feared. All...
cordieb: Heartbreaking. This is the second blog entry I’ve seen recently about a missing young family member. We just never know, do we? http://sorrow11.wordpress.com/ 2008/12/17/bones/
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Rob Ganson: On Carol’s “White Wisps” Somehow, I’m transported, by these ghosts, to a bent sort of time where the needed de-evolution seems possible. In stanza two, we are reminded that that which feeds the body can, and must, feed the spirit. That even meat, especially...

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