Welcome to this sacred place
off your shoes
you are on Holy Ground
As we walk upon this hillside land
as we gather around the sacred
Let all smoke be that of prayer
an offering to the four directions and Mother Earth and Father Sky
Let all words woven here be as
gentle as the deer
wise as the owl seeking and speaking only truth
that we may remember where we are from
discover where we are going
That all life is sacred.
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How Singing Stones Came To Be
We sit on a hill in the Green Country of Oklahoma.
place in recent history was Muskogee Creek lands,
but in even more ancient times,
hunting and camping grounds
for much earlier tribal peoples.
An ancient natural grinding stone
speaks to us of women
ground their food grains.
Around the fires,stories were told,
skills were taught;
and ceremonial items
were created with beautiful designs
that expressed both daily life and spiritual visions.
And the women were always singing.
The Stones watched, listened
and they remembered.
Now when Night
has covered Earth Mother
with sleep robes woven with the patterns
of Moon and Stars,
when one listens with
the women can be heard
singing with the Winds and the whispers
of the Trees.
flows underground with Life Waters.
Birth of Day is blessed by Hawk
and Eagle circles with watchful eye.
Land gives birth to Story.
With a longing yearning desire,
Stone has a story, Tree has a story.
All the creatures
join the Circle
for these sacred moments
of speaking and listening.
Here at Singing Stones
the Story the land is speaking.
We discover and tell the stories
that are within ourselves.
we connect with Mother Earth,Father Sky,
the Great Mystery of The Sacred Circle of Life.
We discover there is Harmony
We are related as family.
This place of hospitality and welcome
is held in trust
support the spiritual longing
that is in each of us,
a Gift from the Creator for the Good of All.
for healing of the wounded Spirit.
The Sacred Task is to share and grow
with others, leaving the
to The Great Mystery.
We are clearing the trail, trusting Spirit.
Trusting the Voices of
the Ancient Stones.