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For
American Indian, dance is a sacred communion with the Great Spirit. The
steady repetition of ancient patterns, enhanced by the primal rhythm of
drums or rattle, evolve the dancer into a trance journey: She steps onto
the path, is absorbed into the vortex of energy, then transcends the physical
world. The Sioux dancer enters the gestation phase of her journey. She
crosses the timeless bridge between worlds. Strong White Butterfly medicine
infuses her body, grounds her feet with its golden vitality, fuels her
spirit with ecstasy. Seeds of memory awaken: She recalls deepening shades
of lavender - that wise vision of compassion carried in the hearts of
her ancestors to the Other Side, where the Great Spirit waits. The Great
Spirit tells her, "it is your time, Daughter, to come into the Light."
As lavender ripens into violet, she remembers. Butterfly medicine quickens
her blood, as it stirred the blood of Great Grandmother, she remembers:
Many moons came before this moment. She lifts her arms, and unfolds her
wings to Light. Annie Woods
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