When the morning breaks and the sunlight warms my soul, In the East the Eagle flies and the Red Tail proudly soars.
I’m on my way to the place of the spirit one.
Grandfather hear me now, I am on fire.
Let the Sundance guide my feet to your desire.
Show me visions for my eyes and words like gold
that glimmer in the sun.


Hi e ya, he e ya, hi e ya
Turn towards the south like water I will run.
IN innocence and trust the moon child song is sung,
I’m on my way, to the place of the sacred plants.
My emotions and my will at their command.
For the turtle’s voice is heard upon the land,
And the wise coyote prowls,
The rattlesnake will call me to the dance.


HI e Ya, hi e ya, hi e ya

When the sun goes down and it grows too dark to see,
I look within to the shaman’s mysteries
I’m on my way to die and live again.
Grandmother Earth I cry, give me rest,
I take my place with the woman in the West.
Show me the raven and the bear,
The way of herbs and the black obsidian.

Hi e ya, Hi e ya, Hi e Ya

In the deepest night the stars watch over me.
Old woman of the North, my mind seeks clarity.
I’m on my way, to the place of the Northern winds,
Let the thunder and the lightening carry me.
Lay my thoughts to rest and send me into sleep.
The hawk and the buffalo,
My dreams white crystal magic medicine.


hI E yA, hI e yA, hI E yA

About Suzanne

Suzanne Lewis, editor and manager since 2000. Suzanne is a Planetary Peacekeeper, an Agent for Conscious Evolution, a Spiritual Healer, a Mother, a multi - faceted artist (beads, gems to trade beads; guords star seed art; published author and Lover of Life for the sake of All our Relations.
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