Besimply Radio

I just celebrated my Birth-Day. Each year, I count my blessings and give thanks for all the beautiful beings and experiences that have touched my life. These include: the homeless person that has spoken profound words, the innocent child speaking the truth, and the tribe that surrounds me. on my last birthday, I was called again by the Hopi's to the Hopiland and for two hours the rainbows appeared and lead us into the northern desert of Arizona. "I" understood why they called US there once again. . . to remind US what was forgotten... the Sacred Marriage and voice of the Native Hopis. The Union with SELF. The Union with ALL Beings. The Union with LIFE. We were greeted by a much different picture when we arrived but the Indians were waiting and showed US again what we had forgotten and where humanity is standing today. As we started to leave, the Native Indian said to us, "My brother has some poems for you please do not leave." A man appeared out of no where and handed me a series of poems, which I am sha