Seine Botschaft: The sacred corn because i am like the corn, I was planted into Mother Earth's womb, by the Great Spirit. And each and every day, I pray for rain, because it gives the drink of life, i depend on. I pray to Father Sun, whom gives me nourishment. And every year my seed is plantet to renew my life. And my being Indian. I, too, have to plant myself inside the sacred kiva, to renew and to purify myself. And someday, i too, will be planted back into Mother Earth's womb - to be revewed...