uctp tribal member

Drifting Spirit

The owl calls each morning as I drift in and out of my spirit, times are hard to hold on to the remaining roots before falling into the unknown. Beautiful moments keep me awake, seeing the Moonshine and morning star together moves my soul more to the center of my being. Beautiful Rainbows shine and bears look from the skies of our heavens reminding my spirit who I `am. These are the days of light and Darkness ……