RESONATING WITH CONCHS
Yesterday, I lost the conch you see here. The occasion was the Thanksgiving sweat lodge, 2015. Standing on a buffalo robe, I joined other ceremonial conchs in connecting with the 8 directions. The sound of many blowing conchs lifted us into the domain of gratitude. The wind was blowing, gusting to 49 mph. The […]
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