When I was a child, I did not worry about who I was  or who my ancestors were  as I Grew up being told of them by my Grandparents who lived with us. Iwas very inquisitive and ask many questions, but my elders always told me all I wanted to know. Back then I had the heart of a child and it was easy but as I grew older I longed to learn  more of my heritage and wanted to feel a part of them and longed to grow up as they did. So on this path of learning, I was seeking more information . My heart was yearning to find that path of  beauty and peace. I was told back as a child  by my Grandpa that if I would seek with my heart, I would find this path that would lead me to a sacred place where I would find peace in my inner being. He always told me to protect our Mother Earth, to walk softly on it as we go.
 This day I was walking in the woods towards the sacred burial grounds of my ancestors......and I began to remember the child and her thoughts and dreams...and I began to think like her...from my heart. All the memories  began  flowing through my mind ...and i was so touched by it all, I sat on the ground and cried. I had became a child again and was so thankful for my anscestors for this  "Lessons of a Child"