A gift from Steven Charleston today:

“Like a whisper in the night the words repeated themselves over and over until they carried me out of sleep to sit in the silence before dawn, pondering the meaning of what I heard. Nanta ish michi. The whispers were trying to tell me something by repeating a question, over and over, gently, but insistently. They spoke in the way of my ancestors, but I think their question was for us all, a signal to pause and reflect, a chance to consider the impact of our choices. So I share what the ancestors asked. Three simple words, but words full of power and possibility. Nanta ish michi: what are you doing?”

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