Everything the Power of the World does is done in a circle.

All over the sky a sacred voice is calling your name.

It may be that some little root of the sacred tree still lives. Nourish it then, that it may leaf and bloom and fill with singing birds.

Hear me, four quarters of the world-a relative I am! Give me the strength to walk the soft earth, a relative to all that is! Give me the eyes to see and the strength to understand, that I may be like you. With your power only can I face the winds.

Any man who is attached to things of this world is one who lives in ignorance and is being consumed by the snakes of his own passions

At the center of the universe dwells the Great Spirit. And that center is really everywhere. It is within each of us.

The center of the universe is everywhere.