Saturday, July 20, 2013
What Makes a Place Sacred?
I was very excited to discover a nest of carpenter ants under a charred log. I watched as ants scurried about to pick up their eggs and relocate. I only held the log up for a moment or two. I wanted them to be able to change their "minds" and declare their present home safe again. I treated them much better that the so-called settlers treated the Indians.