uctp tribal member

Amani Mist

The pace on this road is a steady pace as each step places a prayer, the pace of society runs away missing all of it`s beauty as Jah tells, be still children. Feeling the spirit course again through the times of patience to slow down and feel each moment. Today is a great day and to honor the little man from the Peacefull Mist, my youngest son came into Motherearth`s light in ceremony whilst the burning of sage and sweet grasses, he came with sweet music, clear skies starlit through to the morning star, delivered by his Father and held first by my hands. A wonderful moment and memory as he picked up his head looked around opened one eye to look at me then fell back asleep …. Happy day my little man, Amani Mist ….