cante waste nape ciyuzapo,

I, too, have been away from the campfire for some time. This is so exciting to come back and see new people sitting around the fire and talking about such interesting topics!.....our fire grows strong.

It pleases me to see the 'talking stick' being passed around
so freely. For a while it was just Phyllis, Connidee and me passing the stick. This is nice, for we all have something to offer and make our fire grow stronger. And too, more to add to our short supply of hot dogs and marshmallows! *giggles*

I would like to leave you with a little poem:

FALLING STARS

The other night I watched a star fall from the sky.
It was so beautiful to behold. But yet....in a way
It was a sad thing to see. I wondered what made
It fall. Had it given up all hope and wanted to die?
Then a tear came to my eye as it disappeared
From view. I thought...Oh God...there was no
One there to catch it. It was like no one cared.

As I thought about all this. I began to think how
That my friends are like stars. How at times when
I need their light they are always there for me. How
That when I'm down....they always lift me up with the
Light of their love.
There have been times when I've felt like this falling
Star. One of those times is when I lose a friend.
When I lose a friend....a part of me dies. Because
I know their light can never be replaced. And the
Part of my heart where they stood remains dark
And void.
As long as my friends need my light......I will remain
A star in their heart. Giving to them what love and
Light I have.

Let us keep the campfire burning bright.

wowastelaka,
kimi kaya