I guess I’ll do this until frustration with the mechanics of blog-world once more drives me nuts. In six short months I have forgotten every THING I knew about WordPress. What should have been a quick download of this morning’s eco dyed prayer flag has taken almost an hour. Beginning with i-pad pic, getting it off the i-pad to the desktop, dealing with the google drive, wordpress not recognizing the google drive, downloaded a pic and now cannot insert text above it. Deleted pics, inserted text first then again the pics. Now can’t figure out why photos in preview mode won’t give me that little hand-finger icon so they can be enlarged.
And wondering all the while–“why am I doing this?” and really–I don’t have a good answer. But I will continue making these prayer flags–messages on the wind, sending out concerns, hopes and prayers trusting they’ll be carried where they may help some thing in some way.
Listen Grandfather Where I Stand
Hey-a-a-hay! Lean to hear my feeble voice.
At the center of the sacred hoop,
you have said that I should make the tree to bloom.
With tears running O Great Spirit, my Grandfather,
with running eyes I must say….
The tree has never bloomed.
Here I stand, and the tree is withered.
Again I recall the great vision you gave me.
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, that the people may once again go back to the sacred hoop,
find the good road, and the shielding tree.