Medicine In Action
Wisdom's and writings by Brother Granite.
Transformation Poem.
Transformation... The deeper we look within the deeper we can find truth. When we close our eyes to negativity we open true sight to seeing. When we let negative words fall away we allow good words into us. Transformation is perhaps the greatest challenge, for we may find our-self walking alone. However we are not alone for the Medicine of Transformation is guardian and ally. We do not leave others, places or things behind but simply allow what needs to fall away to do so. Find love, healing and peace in transformation and you will find your Medicine In Action.
No Title 1
Walk softly as you walk in beauty. Walk In reverence to the Sacred all around as you walk in a good and respectful way. Walk in awareness that Aqueni can take you to where you should be. Walk... Let Medicine In Action be your mantra.
Silent Dawn
Within a silent dawn. A solitary birdsong is faintly heard. Taking wing into the sun. Released a single feather to the earth. And when it fell the land did know. But the dawn, changed and blocked energetic patterns fell away. When the Winged One touched the Aqueni.
After The Rain
After the rain. After the rain, I still can dream of river's. After the rain, I can walk with you in the clouds. After the rain, I am still on a mountain singing. After the rain there is still one more day. After the rain a red sky kisses the horizons. For the rain heals us, again.
Untitled 2
To find at last that the journey is worth the destination For all that was endured lead to now. And now we are wiser, stronger,healed and in tune with Aqueni. For these gifts we are blessed. For while this journey still continues. At last we know we are walking strong today .
Today
Today. Today is your first day. Lift your Aqueni to East and find clarity. Lift your Aqueni to South and find passion. Lift your Aqueni to West and find love. Lift your Aqueni to North and find wisdom. Today is your first day. Leave yesterday behind. Let Aqueni take you to your place of Medicine In Action.
Ending Storm
At last. At last the storm ends. At last. At last the song of the hawk is bueatyful again. At last. At last love is unconditional, fearless and powerful. At last. At last within the cave is a place of unity and serenity. At last. At last One More Day has become The First Day in each moment united. Love. Healing. Growth. Serenity. Medicine. Truth. Unity. At last.
Dream
And I closed my eyes. The tree whispered an ancient wisdom. I lifted my heart. Hawk sang her ancient song of light. I opened my mind. Creator poured blessings on the path. I opened my Aqueni to Medicine In Action. I opened my heart. Love lives all around us in the gift of One More Day.
Three Elders In A Row
Once in a long ago time. Under a night blanket with a thousand stars. There was a circle of stone. Within the circle a fire gifted light and warmth. A circle of fallen trees lay perfectly around the Stone fire. Here gathered Three Elders. Three Elders sat sharing meager meal, small amounts of water and exchanges of wisdom. It was a type of Medicine In Action. And the Medicine was good.
Cast A Stone 1
Casting stones on silver river's. Watching reflections. like wrinkles folded water rippling. And yet stone seems to be floating. While River seems an impenetrable armor. Still eyes are shinning like lakes in sunrise. Cast a stone. Cast to river's. Reflect on good Aqueni.
Listen
Your given the keys to the Way. Manifest your place of peace. Now and evermore to Sacred. Raise now the Medicine within. For your Aqueni is calling you. Open the way.
A Teaching
Finding serenity from our yesterday's is more about using the wisdom of those experiences in the now time. We cannot change what was in yesterday. We may not be able to live up to others standard's of who they think we should be. Life does not come with a book, we write our own. Each yesterday's chapter leaves room for blank pages to be written in the now. Now is a gift. Live now.
Loving
When I reach for your presence. You may be miles away or you may be right beside me. For we are evermore in a place not a place or a time not a time. For we are One Heart Beat. Though truth love is powerful. Though faith love is powerful. Through One Heart Beat we, yes We are connected.
Wado
Creator... Standing at the mountain. With one voice. Walking through rivers healing waters. Through the fires Aqueni is lit. To dance on winds evermore with your song. To feel The Tall People give their shelter. And now. With robes that fall in surrender to your will. Gvgeyu, Creator! Gvgeyu Wado.
She
She... Within her are all the truths seeking... She...Within her all the love seeking... She... Within her all the healing seeking... Muin, Wado... Carry our Burden Basket just for today... She... She unconditionally loves and heals... She... Muin, Wado... Just for today... Muin let our love and healing be Medicine In Action... Wado.......
Grandfather Tree
Grandfather Tree. Your hands touch the face of Creator. Grandfather Tree. Your feet touch the face of Mother Earth. Through the wind, through the grass. A song and a prayer. From Grandfather Tree. And with rain on leaves. The Green Growing Things.
Candle
Walking in dark to find the truth of it's light. For each reflects the other in a dance of bueaty. Shade in sunlight, like a sanctuary. Light of sunsets like ancient fire. And our friend the Moon. She is a low burning candle as we walk.
Smoke
Touch smoke. Taste heat. Walk in Ash. Hold flame. For now all that is. Within Amber's. The flame of life. Burning light. Walking on smoke. Heat like a robe. Raising flame.
Year One
For every tree. For every stone. For the Earth. For the Sacred Herbs. For every year the goal remained. For but only a few sunrises to come. For all who gather with love. For the teachings and even the hardships on the way. Thanks be to A Year And A Day. With. Old robes falling to The past. With a song of letting go sung loud. With every teaching. With resurrection, hands touch evermore to Creator's sky.
Teachers Word.
Even without a voice Medicine is felt. Even in a single action, Medicine is done. Even in the places of stillness. Here and now and evermore, Medicine is there.
Eyes Opening
Standing by a weeping willow tree. Branches slowly sway in the morning breeze. Heard a whispered story. Ancient and somehow new. Hawk spread her winds and to the sky she flew.
Standing Here
Standing at a Spirit Tree one cannot help but be amazed. A tree's has many roots, each as important as the other. Each has its own foundation to give. Raising one's eyes to see soo many branches, each separate yet a part of the tree.. A 1000 leafs and more fill the Tree, each having its own individuality and yet are very much a part of the Tree. There is a great teaching here. One that we can relearn often in life. Look to a Tree and learn it's whispered story as deep as the earth and as tall as sky. Partake of growth and the understanding. Perhaps you will find your growth in the many teachings.
The Vine
When a vine grows close to a tree it will wrap around that tree. The vine will grip so tightly that the tree may come very close to death. That tree must free itself and will have a great and powerful growth! When the tree has a great and powerful growth it is like a rebirth. The sun lights the tree, the earth nourishes it and empowers it. The vine may continue to try to keep its grip on the tree, even going as far as scaring it. Inevitably the reborn tree simply is powerful due to its true connection with earth and sky.
The Mouse
One vision gave my sight to see. Silent and still all but for a moment. Shadows fell away making everything become clear. The mouse is not still or queit now. For it's only whispered Medicine while moving slowly in shade. Shade that mouse needs no more so that a quietus teaching now is heard by Aqueni.
Smoke Prayer
Take all that I am so that my Aqueni may be one with all things. My palms face open to The Great Mystery so Aqueni may listen to its true wisdom. Two eyes are closed so the one true eye may see true Medicine. My Robe is small but with you Aqueni is unlimited. Within the moments where all things connect it is that evermore that my Aqueni if without boundaries. For the Aqueni and Great Mystery embrace in service to one love, one Creator.
Sand
Those last grains of sand fall the loudest. And yet there is silence.
Speak
Speak. Not with words . Speak your Aqueni. Those are the energies of purity. Let your Robe no longer limit Aqueni. Speak to our We. One evermore as the same light. Speak.
Note In G
I found your words in ashes. The silence of your echo deafening. Moon eclipsed leaving only the nothing. The scentless air left nothing within it's wake. Ashes untouchable validate the nothing. A release has come to the garden that had withered. All the fallen rains now make a river of rebirth. And I step into tomorrow with mended scars. Embracing love evermore.
Voice On Wind
Voices… One story… A song… Many prayers… Voices on winds singing. Singing as one sound on winds. Many voices to join us one prayer. Lifting voice higher on the winds of the story. The story reminds us to listen again. Listen. Within the moment where we can listen, pray we can at least hear prayers. For the song of Medicine calls again within the voices on winds quietly speaking.
Transformation... The deeper we look within the deeper we can find truth. When we close our eyes to negativity we open true sight to seeing. When we let negative words fall away we allow good words into us. Transformation is perhaps the greatest challenge, for we may find our-self walking alone. However we are not alone for the Medicine of Transformation is guardian and ally. We do not leave others, places or things behind but simply allow what needs to fall away to do so. Find love, healing and peace in transformation and you will find your Medicine In Action.
No Title 1
Walk softly as you walk in beauty. Walk In reverence to the Sacred all around as you walk in a good and respectful way. Walk in awareness that Aqueni can take you to where you should be. Walk... Let Medicine In Action be your mantra.
Silent Dawn
Within a silent dawn. A solitary birdsong is faintly heard. Taking wing into the sun. Released a single feather to the earth. And when it fell the land did know. But the dawn, changed and blocked energetic patterns fell away. When the Winged One touched the Aqueni.
After The Rain
After the rain. After the rain, I still can dream of river's. After the rain, I can walk with you in the clouds. After the rain, I am still on a mountain singing. After the rain there is still one more day. After the rain a red sky kisses the horizons. For the rain heals us, again.
Untitled 2
To find at last that the journey is worth the destination For all that was endured lead to now. And now we are wiser, stronger,healed and in tune with Aqueni. For these gifts we are blessed. For while this journey still continues. At last we know we are walking strong today .
Today
Today. Today is your first day. Lift your Aqueni to East and find clarity. Lift your Aqueni to South and find passion. Lift your Aqueni to West and find love. Lift your Aqueni to North and find wisdom. Today is your first day. Leave yesterday behind. Let Aqueni take you to your place of Medicine In Action.
Ending Storm
At last. At last the storm ends. At last. At last the song of the hawk is bueatyful again. At last. At last love is unconditional, fearless and powerful. At last. At last within the cave is a place of unity and serenity. At last. At last One More Day has become The First Day in each moment united. Love. Healing. Growth. Serenity. Medicine. Truth. Unity. At last.
Dream
And I closed my eyes. The tree whispered an ancient wisdom. I lifted my heart. Hawk sang her ancient song of light. I opened my mind. Creator poured blessings on the path. I opened my Aqueni to Medicine In Action. I opened my heart. Love lives all around us in the gift of One More Day.
Three Elders In A Row
Once in a long ago time. Under a night blanket with a thousand stars. There was a circle of stone. Within the circle a fire gifted light and warmth. A circle of fallen trees lay perfectly around the Stone fire. Here gathered Three Elders. Three Elders sat sharing meager meal, small amounts of water and exchanges of wisdom. It was a type of Medicine In Action. And the Medicine was good.
Cast A Stone 1
Casting stones on silver river's. Watching reflections. like wrinkles folded water rippling. And yet stone seems to be floating. While River seems an impenetrable armor. Still eyes are shinning like lakes in sunrise. Cast a stone. Cast to river's. Reflect on good Aqueni.
Listen
Your given the keys to the Way. Manifest your place of peace. Now and evermore to Sacred. Raise now the Medicine within. For your Aqueni is calling you. Open the way.
A Teaching
Finding serenity from our yesterday's is more about using the wisdom of those experiences in the now time. We cannot change what was in yesterday. We may not be able to live up to others standard's of who they think we should be. Life does not come with a book, we write our own. Each yesterday's chapter leaves room for blank pages to be written in the now. Now is a gift. Live now.
Loving
When I reach for your presence. You may be miles away or you may be right beside me. For we are evermore in a place not a place or a time not a time. For we are One Heart Beat. Though truth love is powerful. Though faith love is powerful. Through One Heart Beat we, yes We are connected.
Wado
Creator... Standing at the mountain. With one voice. Walking through rivers healing waters. Through the fires Aqueni is lit. To dance on winds evermore with your song. To feel The Tall People give their shelter. And now. With robes that fall in surrender to your will. Gvgeyu, Creator! Gvgeyu Wado.
She
She... Within her are all the truths seeking... She...Within her all the love seeking... She... Within her all the healing seeking... Muin, Wado... Carry our Burden Basket just for today... She... She unconditionally loves and heals... She... Muin, Wado... Just for today... Muin let our love and healing be Medicine In Action... Wado.......
Grandfather Tree
Grandfather Tree. Your hands touch the face of Creator. Grandfather Tree. Your feet touch the face of Mother Earth. Through the wind, through the grass. A song and a prayer. From Grandfather Tree. And with rain on leaves. The Green Growing Things.
Candle
Walking in dark to find the truth of it's light. For each reflects the other in a dance of bueaty. Shade in sunlight, like a sanctuary. Light of sunsets like ancient fire. And our friend the Moon. She is a low burning candle as we walk.
Smoke
Touch smoke. Taste heat. Walk in Ash. Hold flame. For now all that is. Within Amber's. The flame of life. Burning light. Walking on smoke. Heat like a robe. Raising flame.
Year One
For every tree. For every stone. For the Earth. For the Sacred Herbs. For every year the goal remained. For but only a few sunrises to come. For all who gather with love. For the teachings and even the hardships on the way. Thanks be to A Year And A Day. With. Old robes falling to The past. With a song of letting go sung loud. With every teaching. With resurrection, hands touch evermore to Creator's sky.
Teachers Word.
Even without a voice Medicine is felt. Even in a single action, Medicine is done. Even in the places of stillness. Here and now and evermore, Medicine is there.
Eyes Opening
Standing by a weeping willow tree. Branches slowly sway in the morning breeze. Heard a whispered story. Ancient and somehow new. Hawk spread her winds and to the sky she flew.
Standing Here
Standing at a Spirit Tree one cannot help but be amazed. A tree's has many roots, each as important as the other. Each has its own foundation to give. Raising one's eyes to see soo many branches, each separate yet a part of the tree.. A 1000 leafs and more fill the Tree, each having its own individuality and yet are very much a part of the Tree. There is a great teaching here. One that we can relearn often in life. Look to a Tree and learn it's whispered story as deep as the earth and as tall as sky. Partake of growth and the understanding. Perhaps you will find your growth in the many teachings.
The Vine
When a vine grows close to a tree it will wrap around that tree. The vine will grip so tightly that the tree may come very close to death. That tree must free itself and will have a great and powerful growth! When the tree has a great and powerful growth it is like a rebirth. The sun lights the tree, the earth nourishes it and empowers it. The vine may continue to try to keep its grip on the tree, even going as far as scaring it. Inevitably the reborn tree simply is powerful due to its true connection with earth and sky.
The Mouse
One vision gave my sight to see. Silent and still all but for a moment. Shadows fell away making everything become clear. The mouse is not still or queit now. For it's only whispered Medicine while moving slowly in shade. Shade that mouse needs no more so that a quietus teaching now is heard by Aqueni.
Smoke Prayer
Take all that I am so that my Aqueni may be one with all things. My palms face open to The Great Mystery so Aqueni may listen to its true wisdom. Two eyes are closed so the one true eye may see true Medicine. My Robe is small but with you Aqueni is unlimited. Within the moments where all things connect it is that evermore that my Aqueni if without boundaries. For the Aqueni and Great Mystery embrace in service to one love, one Creator.
Sand
Those last grains of sand fall the loudest. And yet there is silence.
Speak
Speak. Not with words . Speak your Aqueni. Those are the energies of purity. Let your Robe no longer limit Aqueni. Speak to our We. One evermore as the same light. Speak.
Note In G
I found your words in ashes. The silence of your echo deafening. Moon eclipsed leaving only the nothing. The scentless air left nothing within it's wake. Ashes untouchable validate the nothing. A release has come to the garden that had withered. All the fallen rains now make a river of rebirth. And I step into tomorrow with mended scars. Embracing love evermore.
Voice On Wind
Voices… One story… A song… Many prayers… Voices on winds singing. Singing as one sound on winds. Many voices to join us one prayer. Lifting voice higher on the winds of the story. The story reminds us to listen again. Listen. Within the moment where we can listen, pray we can at least hear prayers. For the song of Medicine calls again within the voices on winds quietly speaking.
