Truth
I once heard a Lakota man named Joe Marshall call Truth "Wowicake (wo-wee-jah-keh)" meaning "That which is real - The way the world is".
He describes Truth as a wind that can never be seen but can always be felt. "Truth" he says "is also like sunrise and sunset." These events are symbols of absolutes- of the Beginning and the End- and even a yin-yang when you realize that the sun neither sets nor rises when seen from a modern viewpoint on this spinning globe.
It seems that lately in a land where many people walk around wearing the hats saying "What IF", seldom will you find someone wearing the hat saying "What IS".
About 2300 years ago, there lived a man, a philosopher in Sinope who carried a staff with him wherever he went. The staff was long and made of good yarrow wood, the same kind of wood used to make the best pikes and spears. There was a hole drilled in the top. In the hole he anchored a cleverly hung lantern with a deep bowl in which a small flame lived, fed by the bits of wax and tallow its owner would feed it.
And feed it he did. He would never let the flame die out. When asked why he carried such a staff he always replied "I am looking for a man who will tell me the Truth. Then I may extinguish this flame." The legend doesn’t say whether he ever did put out the flame.
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