The heat of the days lingers but cools not the progress of the tribe. The tribe handles the cycle of the seasons as natural flow of planetary things. Earthen things that are of import to the flesh but of little consequence to the spirit. The spirit is not of this realm. Spirits are of smells and sounds. Smells and sounds that guide the path on the journey to prior and later. Smells and sounds that light the way to other places too long dark to the spirit of the tribe.
Tribe has spirit as sure as each in tribe has spirit. Spirit of community. Spirit of kindred. Spirit of tribe as well as herd. Even the beasts are of the spirit. All things are of the spirit for the spirit is the energy of life at all levels. Tribe is alive with energy now and the spirit grows from infancy to prepare for the work ahead. Work of joy as connections grow. Work of joy as links forge chains that harness willing beasts for the sweet labor and journey of the SOURCE. Work of joy as kindred and family for this is the way of the SOURCE.
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