Kat……I had an experience that shaped my feelings about the sun.

On a cold winter night, Hanna, a Winnabago Elder, held an out doors ceremony to bless one of my Native American flutes. This is a story in itself, but let me stay with the point, "The Sun". As a part of the ceremony Hanna smoked his pipe, holding it up high to the East, then to the South and then to West, following the path of the sun. As he held his Pipe high to the East, he talked about the sun as the beginning of life, then to the south, the giver of life, and then to the West, the sun set of life. North was the eternal life where the sun never sets.

The sun is truly the circle of life.