Wayapa
The song of abundance
Every day I am re-born through my morning Wayapa. As I sit with my eyes closed and my bare feet resting on the grass, the sun warming my eyelids an...
Read moreEvery day I am re-born through my morning Wayapa. As I sit with my eyes closed and my bare feet resting on the grass, the sun warming my eyelids an...
Read moreTo listen to the footstep of our ancestors and their hearts beating in time with ours.
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