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I am seated on my throne in the mouth of mother earth;

I am listening to the heartbeat of the planet;

I am breathing in the vapors of her desires, her needs, her hurts and her fate.

I am being challenged by my responsibly.

I have shared this space with others in my 25 year guardianship of the mstical cave.

First with a wise women that owned my heart and now talks to me from the spirit world through the mouth on the big mother: then with a Navaho medicine woman who called fourth the cave spirits and challenged their causes: then the searching students that have followed my footsteps up the path to meet the great mother at the door of her cave:

and now with my son who stands as the masculine polarity of my quest.

As I claim my heritage to this throne I will never forget the sound in the trees,

the chirping blessings of the birds and the water drops that christen me from the cave ceiling. The seasons have colored the leaves that blanket my walkway, and the trees form an archway to my inner temple. Buddha sat under a tree for his inspiration and was blessed with enlightenment. My path takes me up my mountain to the mouth of my cave; may I be so blessed.

The leaves fall from the trees and softly float to the valley floor as I see the Yods of the wisdom. They are God’s words falling on the pages of the only book he ever wrote, the book that was written for all mankind to read, and its called ‘Mother Nature’.

It is part of my challenge to translate the leaves and simulate their truths to those that are

Unaware that the leaves talk. I was introduced to this phenomenon as a young child as I sat on my grandmother's lap while she explained to me how to read the tea leafs that randomly decorated the empty tea cup.

My quest for today is to be truthful in my vision, be keen in my observation and be generous with my insight that It may strength my spirit and soul as well as that of others.

I lit the candles to the 4 corners of the earth and the incense to the directions of the 4 winds as my gifts to the Mother’s energies. I removed my shirt in respect to her exposure knowing that robes do not make a ritual and a bible does not ordain a religion.