What I can say to my friend who still attacks me with anger and hatred, is that it's much more pleasurable to be united as one people. It's more uplifting, it's more healing, it's more in keeping with what the elders of today wish us to be. I'm sure I'll have more to say when I write my post sundance essay next Sunday or Monday, but that's a beginning for me.
I do believe in the prophecy of His Crazy Horse, the Lakota visionary, that we are coming to a time when we will be one people, joined together by these ways. It's time for sharng and unity. Exclusivity is a thing of the past. Our sundance leader said he was sometimes criticized for serving all, but that's the way of the future he said. It's the way of love and compassion and that's what sundance is all about.
Another full circle completed itself at this dance. I met a man who had danced the last seven years where I had danced for my first four years. The leader had passed on and now his son was leading the dance. This was a wonderful completion to learn about. I also wrote a poem about the first day of purification that I will share and that will be all for this week. Time to get back to building the arbor for the dance.
The field is beginning to fill with the tents and campers of the sundance.
Once upon a time, it was all tipis,
but those days are gone;
we don't live this way anymore.
