It is hard to follow one great vision in this world of darkness and of many changing shadows. Among those men get lost.

And I saw that the sacred hoop of my people as one of many hoops that made one circle.

My friend, I am going to tell you the story of my life, as you wish; and if it were only the story of my life I think I would not tell it; for what is one man that he should make much of his winters, even when they bend him like a heavy snow?

Like the grasses showing tender faces to each other, thus should we do, for this was the wish of the Grandfathers of the World.

Peace will come to the hearts of men when they realize their oneness with the universe, It is every where.

Perhaps you have noticed that even in the very lightest breeze you can hear the voice of the cottonwood tree; this we understand is its prayer to the Great Spirit, for not only men, but all things and all beings pray to Him continually in differing ways.

When you pray with this pipe, you pray for and with everything.