So struck by the Shifting of Times
I am amazed by this social network. It seemed so rare to express love and passion for community to have any real ambition education or understanding . It seemed like a drought of thought. A depression felt overtly to the core of our beings living within these societies that were sick and twisted in thoughts and emotions. I feel the earth moved to wake us. It splashed over the land to urge us on. It made us aware to goings on all over the world. We seen our own children suffering in those cities wiped away. We connected with the world in celebration through television, online and in person. As Indigenous we never forgot to know one another and give thanks to all living things for our existence. In our understanding of life we never separated from the world network because we never separated from existing.
Word Pulse in it entirety embodies the movement we were called to do which is to witness. Real Living is what we make it and real listening will bring us closer to understanding. We need to see each other really see, not just smiles and nods. We need to act on this pulse of thoughts and conversation. We need to come together collectively out of respect of one another and what we have to offer. Our debts to nature are too immense to pay in this lifetime. We must begin to give back just a little of what we have borrowed. We don't need to take everything we can stand to use less. Word Pulse will assist us in gathering and preparation for what is next.