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Ms. Billie M. Spaight's avatar

That moment when the seedling erupts from the soil to greet the sun. It was well-prepared. The soil was carefully turned over and fertilized, the seeds were gathered painstakingly and were planted into the soil. Yes, we exist as somewhat separate beings, but we are dependent on our environment and on the helping hands of others. We are one in the Oneness of it all. And this is what allows growth. Even then, the resulting plant needs the Bees to fertilize it with pollen. A never-ending cycle. Consider the plant and learn from it.

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Annie Olson's avatar

October of 1987 I found myself Zapped as the man I’d been seeing for over 2 years said to me.

I was sitting in my recliner preparing to give a short talk for a collage class I was taking. On Urban Indian. I’m white and married into the Tlingit Nation Yakutat Alaska.

One moment I’m doing the thinking. The next moment I “seeing” with my minds eye The Essence of what we as a nation did to get The Land to be our country upon and with.

I found myself turned into a kind of savant. Compelled to know all I could. What we really did. To explore the essence of our history.

To “eat” the facts. Swallow them.

That was almost 40 years ago. Two thirds of my adult life.

The writing and art. Speaks to the genuine! Proof that my instantaneous awakening was very real.

To see a bit of the art. Go to my facebook group Essence of the Spiral.

For some of us, we are extremely intimate with this post.

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