Book Review: The Seven Paths Changing One’s Way of Walking in the World

The most beautiful thing in the world is a heart that is changing — Laura Ackerman The Seven Paths Anasazi Foundation

It’s the dog days of Indian Summer. The Sun is Hot nearer to the Equator and yes most people are on vacation…

I was wondering how to pass the time while students are mostly done with college; so I picked up this book from the Library.

The Anasazi (“Ancient Ones”), thought to be ancestors of the modern Pueblo Indians, inhabited the Four Corners country of southern Utah, southwestern Colorado, northwestern New Mexico, and northern Arizona from about A.D. 200 to A.D. 1300, leaving a heavy accumulation of house remains and debris.

Picture I took at Utah

The book is a story of a Native American who has fought with his entire family and ends up leaving home. But right from the beginning he knows that he cannot leave home. The Water, Wind,Stone, Plants and Animals during his walk back from the village keep calling back home. Like every Prophet this journey of self discovery needs to be made alone; with a gentle reminder when you get back home as to why you ventured out in the first place.

Stay close to your higher voice as you venture out and it will not deceive you.

Very poetically the author writes a book dedicated to his family whom he ultimately returns home to; and those who put the WE back where for a time there was only an I.

There are some cool Native American Hieroglyphics at the end of the book which are very interesting.

These are the coolest ones that I could find online; even though it’s about music and not about walking….


I am Kokopelli, 
All are Kokopelli. 
There is nothing that is not Kokopelli. 
I as Kokopelli am myself, in search of Kokopelli. 
When Kokopelli meets Kokopelli, 
Kokopelli is pleased.
All who know the mystery of Kokopelli’s play, 
Sense the future that is on it’s way. 
Listen for the simple beauty of the flute,
It hearkens the truth and enlightens the route.
Go Kokopelli!

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