Oh, Great Spirit, whose voice I hear in the wind, whose breath gives life to all the world, hear me;
I need your strength and wisdom, let me walk in beauty, and make my eyes ever behold the red and purple sunset;
Make my hands respect the things you have made and my ears sharp to hear your voice;
Make me wise so that I may understand the things you have taught my people;
Help me to remain calm and strong in the face of all that comes towards me;
Let me learn the lessons you have hidden in every leaf and rock;
Help me seek pure thoughts and act with the intention of helping others;
Help me find compassion without empathy overwhelming me;
I seek strength, not to be greater than my brother, but to fight my greatest enemy, myself;
Make me always ready to come to you with clean hands and straight eyes;
So when life fades, as the fading sunset, my spirit may come to you without shame.

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Great Spirit of our Ancestors, I raise my pipe to you, to your messengers the four winds;
The East, where Sun rises, bringing to us a new day, light in which to see the path before us;
The South, where the warm air comes to us, bringing heat and warmth, the seasons of spring and summer;
The West, where Sun goes, bringing us darkness so as we may see the universe and search for the questions of our life;
The North, where the cool winds come bringing to us the seasons of fall and winter, the time for harvest;
Mother Earth who provides for your children, Grandmother Moon with all my relations, the Stars;
Give us the wisdom to teach our children to love, to respect, and to be kind to each other so that they may grow with peace in mind;
Let us learn to share all the good things that you provide for us on this Earth.
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Spider, once more behold me on earth and lean to hear my feeble voice;
You lived first, and you are older than all need, older than all prayer;
All things come to you, the two-legged, the four-legged, the wings of the air;
You have woven the powers of the four quarters of the earth to cross each other;
You have crossed the good road and road of difficulties, and where they cross, the place is holy;
Day in, day out, forevermore, you are the weaver of life;
Grant me your wisdom to weave my web in darkness and light;
Grant me your patience to forever make it right;
Grant me your senses to see what comes;
Grant me the strength to let things go.
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wow, That is really inspiring!! You have such a wonderful way of speaking your thoughts.. That makes it easier to enjoy our days. Rex
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thanks for sharing.. you always give me reason to think in a new way. it\'s so great.
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Thank you that is inspiring.
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This is my prayer :) thank you