November 6 – Daily Feast
Autumn sunshine warms the woods and brings out the elusive woodchuck to sleep in a rock slanted toward the sun. The downy woodpecker thumps on a hollow tree and a doe huffs as she slides her hooves through a carpet of autumn leaves, This is the season of mellow fruitfulness when seed fluffs drift on the breezes, and grasses colored rose and beige bend and bob. Whether it is nature or human nature, it is a time of subtle changes, a time when geese take to the southern skyways and man tries to predict the severity of winter. But back of it all is a loving Spirit who tells us to be anxious for nothing.
~ So why do you ask us to leave the rivers and the sun and the wind and live in houses? ~
PARRA-WA-SAMEN – COMANCHE WARRIOR CHIEF
‘A Cherokee Feast of Days, Volume II’ by Joyce Sequichie Hifler