On the South Rim of the Grand Canyon, I have gathered there for over fifty years with seekers and lovers of the Earth’s beauty. Many Elders of wisdom sat with me when I was a women-child, Grandmothers and Grandfathers sharing the history and timeless ways of our people. We, the young, ran up the sides of the Canyon with the great goats and rams, while our Old Ones chanted and prayed. Today I sit and watch, chant and pray. Time moves through us all as a never-ending story! ~pa’ris’ha

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