I love this description by Black Elk of his vision in which he saw the son of Wanekia, the Great Spirit:
“They led me to the center of the circle where once more I saw the holy tree all full of leaves and blooming.
…Against the tree there was a man with arms held wide in front of him. I looked hard at him, and I could not tell what people he came from. He was not a Wasichu (white man) and he was not an Indian. His hair was long and hanging loose, and on the left side of his head he wore an eagle feather. His body was strong and good to see, and it was painted red…while I was staring hard at him, his body began to change and became very beautiful with all colors of light…He spoke like singing: “My life is such that all earthly beings and growing things belong to me. Your father, the Great Spirit, has said this. You too must say this.”
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Drifting into the Divine ~♥~ 