Tagged with Indigo children

It came as a real delight when I realized the good folks in the Native American Church seriously loved their children. During my first teepee, in the early morning hours, bleary eyed from intense dreams and the long vigil at the sacred fire, I beheld a handful of big guys, accompanied by a water drum, vigorously chanting: "Daddy loves his little one. She's his morning star. Daddy loves his little one. May she live in joy with every day..." (more)