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Thou, who rumblest in the Heavens, we reverently salute Thee”. (If indoors stand without marching holding one hand with the stick toward the fire and one hand straight up.)
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From “The Indians’ Book” by Natalie Curtis; pub. Harper Bros., by special permission.
Then they cast each their stick into the flames or fire-pot, and retire to their seats.
Chief calls out:
“Thus, since all have lent their help the Council-fire becomes the Council-fire of all. Now as incense to the Great Spirit, burn we of the red willow bark, the sacred tree, the Kinnikinik, that grows in the earth with its feet in the water, its hands to the sky and its fruit to the four Winds.”
He puts a handful of the red Kinnikinik or a local substitute mixed with White Cedar Wood in the little fire pot, then lifts it, swings it, so the smoke and its fragrance are diffused and says, “As the smoke of this, the Four-Fold Plant goes up to Heaven so let the prayer of our Four-Fold Hope ascend to the Great Spirit, and because the power of smell to stir and hold the memory is greater than the other senses’ power, we know that henceforth ye who smell this smoke will ever after conjure up the pleasant thought and reverent mood of this our Council Ring.”
“As the great Central Fire of all, reaches out to the Four Corners
