Judge not by the eye, but from the heart.
'How smooth must be the language of the whites, when they can make right look like wrong, and wrong like right.'
Black Hawk, Sauk
'Treat the earth well: it was not given to you by your parents, it was loaned to you by your children. We do not inherit the Earth from our Ancestors, we borrow it from our Children.'
Ancient Indian Proverb
Give thanks for unknown blessings already on their way.
Only when the last tree has died and the last river been poisoned and the last fish been caught, will we realise that we cannot eat money.
1909 Cree Wisdom
The Great Spirit is in all things, he is in the air we breathe. The Great Spirit is our Father, but the Earth is our Mother. She nourishes us, that which we put into the ground she returns to us.
Big Thunder (Bedagi) Wabanaki Algonquin
Everything on the earth has a purpose, every disease an herb to cure it, and every person a mission. This is the Indian theory of existence.
1888-1936 Mourning Dove Salish
May the Warm Winds of Heaven
Blow softly upon your house.
May the Great Spirit
Bless all who enter there.
May your Mocassins
Make happy tracks
in many snows,
and may the Rainbow
Always touch your shoulder.
Cherokee Prayer Blessing
"We must protect the forests for our children, grandchildren and children yet to be born. We must protect the forests for those who can't speak for themselves such as the birds, animals, fish and trees." Qwatsinas (Hereditary Chief Edward Moody), Nuxalk Nation
When the Earth is sick, the animals will begin to disappear, whent that happens, The Warriors of the Rainbow will come to save them.
"When it comes time to die, be not like those whose hearts are filled with the fear of death, so when their time comes they weep and pray for a little more time to live their lives over again in a different way. Sing your death song, and die like a hero going home."
1725 Chief Aupumut, Mohican
May the stars carry your sadness away,
May the flowers fill your heart with beauty,
May hope forever wipe away your tears,
And, above all, may silence make you strong.
Chief Dan George
What is life?
It is the flash of a firefly in the night.
It is the breath of a buffalo in the wintertime.
It is the little shadow which runs across
the grass and loses itself in the sunset.
Crowfoot, Blackfoot warrior 1830 - 1890
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