Thursday, July 5, 2012

the AMERICAN rome : Washington D.C.

Making a heart on the Korean wall memorial that is etched with over 2,500 photos of soldiers who fought in the war. Our Grandpa, one of the 7,140 U.S.A soldiers captured, was a veteran of this war.

"Until we meet again, may the Great Spirit make sunrise in your heart, And may your moccasins make tracks in many snows yet to come."


" And as he spoke of understanding, I looked up and saw the rainbow leap with flames of many colors over me. "
Black Elk

The National Museum of the American Indian gave us a sense and spirit of Native America.
It inspired us not only in our work but in our lives.

“ The land is sacred. These words are at the core of your being. The land is our mother, the rivers our blood. Take our land away and we die. That is, the Indian in us dies. ”
  Mary Brave Bird

Indian Prayer 

O' great spirit,
Whose voice I hear in the winds,
And whose breath gives life to all the world,
hear me! I am small and weak, I need your
strength and wisdom.
Let Me Walk In Beauty, and make my eyes
ever behold the red and purple sunset.
Make My Hands Respect the things you have
made and my ears sharp to hear your voice.
Make Me Wise so that I may understand the
things you have taught my people.
Let Me Learn the lessons you have hidden
in every leaf and rock.
I Seek Strength, not to be greater than my
brother, but to fight my greatest
Make Me Always Ready to come to you with
clean hands and straight eyes.
So When Life Fades, as the fading sunset,
my spirit may come to you
without shame.

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