The hot sun setting, the ground beneath you is beginning to cool and a hot breeze carries the soft rhythmic drum beats through the surrounding conversation. The dance is about to begin. The voices drift away as the beat grows stronger, deeper, heavier, filling your chest and sending chills across your skin. The tribal tradition is a mesmerizing show of color, fringed shawls, jingle dresses, tassels and feathers whirling around in steps that echos of the past. Each step bringing a people one step closer to mending a broken circle.

Jess Lindner

Dance with Nature

A Nonet of Oneness

I am in harmony with nature,

One with the land and the creatures,

I feel the wind in my hair,

The sun upon my face

Is warm and pleasant,



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