The people of my tribe are easy to recognize: They walk upright, have sparks in their eyes and a smirk on their lips. They don't think of themselves as holy or enlightened. They have gone through their own hell, looked at their shadows and demons, accepted and revealed them. They are no longer children, know well what has been done to them, have exploded their shame and rage. and then discarded the past, cut the umbilical cord and the forgiveness. Because they no longer want to hide anything, they are clear and open. Because they no longer need to repress, they are full of energy, curiosity and enthusiasm. The fire is burning in their belly! The people of my tribe know know the wild man and the wild woman within themselves and are not afraid of it. They take nothing for granted and for granted, They check, make their own experiences and follow their own intuition. follow their own intuition. Men and women of my tribe meet on the same level, respect and appreciate their "otherness", confronting each other without malice and loving without restraint. People of my tribe often go within, to gather themselves, to get in touch with their own roots, to find themselves again, if they have lost themselves in the intoxication of life. And then they like to return to their tribe, because they like to share and communicate, give and take, give and be given. They live warmth, security and intimacy. Separated, they don't feel lost like little children and they can cope well with it. However, they suffer from isolation and long for their soul brothers and sisters. The time of our meeting has come. (From the Hopi Prophecies)