Perhaps in the stillness of a summer night they will feel compelled to walk barefoot down a moonlit country road and search for the magic that connects all beings in the Circle of Life.
When life places stones in your path, be the water. A persistent drop of water will wear away even the hardest stone.
I want them to see the magic of how everything is related: To walk out into the night and see the Green Corn Moon levitate across the sky.
The softest grass can break any stone in her quest to find the sun. Rise again, woman, RISE AGAIN!
Water is sacred to all Human Beings. If you do not have water, you cannot have life. I always remember to honor and pour the water because it is traditional.