A while back, I looked into the Sun, and a beautiful young Woman was there. Something Sacred was in her hand, and the light around her was infinite Love. Beside her stood something like a Man. The "Man" was very angry. In his hand was a weapon, he held it in the Sun. The "Man" …

Two young Fawns sat on the ground talking about their condition. They were two boys without a mother. "We used to have a deer for our mother," they said. Rabbit came to them and said "I'm hungry. I've traveled without eating, and I've come a long way."The Fawns said, "We have nothing to eat here; …

"Twisted Hair" is the Native American term of honor given to the storyteller. Their spirit could hear the heartbeat of Mother Earth and Father Sky.To become a storyteller you had to be recognized by an elder Twisted Hair. The Twisted Hair was the bearer of news from one village to the next and the source …