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A World of Laughing Mothers
What if everyone experienced themselves in the world as the mother of every soul they met? What if we remembered that we have all been each other’s mothers in one lifetime or another? What if we remembered that we have been the mother of everyone we meet?
Imagine a world in which there was not just a single beleaguered woman who was your mother … but that everyone knew they had been your mother and that they were your mother still.
What would the world be like?
— Perdita Finn
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The sacred ceremonies do not belong to Indians alone, they can be done by all who have the right attitude and who are honest and sincere about their beliefs in Wakan Tanka (Great Spirit) and follow the rules.
Survival of the world depends on sharing what we have, and working together. If we don’t the whole world will die, first the planet and then the people.
— Ceremonial Chief, Frank Fools Crow, Lakota 1890–1989
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We are needed, that is all we can know. And though we meet resistance, we more so will meet great souls who will hail us, love us and guide us, and we will know them when they appear.
— Clarissa Pinkola Estés
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