"Gossamer threads of life hold me, perched between Earth and Sky, weaving the web, dreaming the dream, through the two worlds I will fly. With you as my muse, Mother, I create the substance of dreams, allowing the artist within me to fashion my life with esteem. I mold the clay of experiences into a sacred Medicine Bowl, capturing the essence of living as it sings deep in my soul. Your secrets of creation, Mother, have taught me when to destroy the chains that have bound me,

Keeper of tomorrow's dreams, mother of the star-filled night, show me how to live my truth and bring my dreams to light. Teach me how to use my will, living the truth I find within, discovering all the parts of me where light and shadow blend. Let me sing the song of future with concern for what will be, upholding all of nature's laws for creatures, stones, and trees. Mother, I see you in the sunset and I hear you in the rain. you teach me inner knowing through your heart's s

Mother, sing me a song that will ease my pain, mend broken bones, bring wholeness again. Catch my babies when they are born, sing my death song, teach me how to mourn. Show me the Medicine of the healing herbs, the value of spirit, the way I can serve. Mother, heal my heart so that I can see the gifts of yours that can live through me. She Who Heals is the Clan Mother of the Eighth Moon Cycle in August and is the Guardian of “SERVING THE TRUTH.” She serves the Children of Ea

"Echoes of the Ancestors ride The Winds of Change, voices of the Creatures calling out my name. Singing spirits on the breeze, the crashing of waves to shore, the pounding of Earth Mother's heart teach me what to listen for. In stillness, before dusk and dawn, hidden messages are set free. Like the chants of my people, their rhythms speak to me. My ears can hear this music, and my heart can understand. Clan Mother of Tiyoweh, I am yours to command. I listen for your whispers