When a painting appears in my mind. This is one of them. I used a teepee because it symbolizes a nomadic home. The home that moves around and people follow. I call it that on my own. I lived like that for awhile. It didn’t bother me as much as I see it bothers a lot of other people. I still live out of a bag a lot of the time.
I’ve helped set up teepees for ceremonies. I always thought they were beautiful. The way they are made. Natural. All night prayers done for a better way and protection against people with bad ways. The power of a prayer. Something that we’ve all lost touch with. The lives we live pull us away from what we need. I see that and it wakes me up at night. I know someone needs a prayer. So I do it. I hope it does help when I’m praying and the next day…for some reason….I know it helped.