Rooted in the wisdom and reciprocity of Spirit, Corn Mother lives in a perpetual ceremony of gratitude and abundance. She is the still point in a moving world, and though blind, can see many things simultaneously. She honors each season, the four directions and the cycles of life as her relatives. She knows every being not only has a name, but also a song, and when either is forgotten she sings it to them. She wears The Propheseed around her neck and the kernels in her body are future generations who speak in multi-lingual whispers and giggles.