Prolog to Eternal Flame
The following is a gift given and received, for it is a chat, which in times of trouble, confusion, emotional pain, and/or seeking spiritual advice, one needs to chat this four times then relax, do not press for enlightenment or guidance. Sometimes things change slowly and other times your eyes will see things clearer and your heart will feel lighter. This is something great for people who received combat injuries including PTSD.
In truth what one is saying here they want spiritual guidance and enlightenment, but one is not real sure what they need beyond the fact they know they are in need. Pain of spirit, psychological and physiology numbness combined with emotional lose, ones entire sensory system experiences conditions; which quickly feel more painful than any physical injury, This I know since I too endured sure physiology and psychological pain and for a time when PTSD became my enemy.
Eternal Flame Spirit’s Sacred LightSacred Light Guides Sacred Light of Heart Mind and Spirit The Eternal Flame is the Sacred Light within One must carry the Sacred Light within One’s Heart Know a harden heart is destructive Know a harden heart misleads Know a harden heart betrays itself Know a harden heart sees not truth Let not your heart-harden . . . a harden heart puts out the sacred flame. Let not your heart-harden . . . a harden heart misrepresents spirit. Let not your heart-harden . . . a harden heart blocks the flow of eternal energies Let not your heart-harden . . . a harden heart prevents compassion and enlightenment Let not your heart-harden . . . a harden heart disconnects spirit from Spiritual Universe. Let the light shine brightly from within … Let y your Sacred Heart open Let the sacred light shine brightly within . . . Let your spirit heart shine within the eternal light Let the sacred light of eternal love within . .. Love is the Sacred Expression the Eternal Love Let the sacred flame of Light Eternal speak . . . Sacred Expression of Love and Light Let the Love of the Sacred Guardians speak . . . Eternal Flame Stand with the Eternal Wisdom Let the sacred light of the Sacred Ones speak . . . The light within summons the Sacred Ones gifts Let the sacred Light of the Sacred Flames summon . . . Let the life of the Sacred Flame awaken and attract Let the Sacred Flame awaken spirit to knowledge . . . Flame awaken Enlightenment byway of the Sacred Elders gifts Sacred Hearts of Spiritual Enlightenment . . . Sacred Hearts of Spiritual Knowledge . . . Sacred Flames . . . Spiritual Knowledge . . . Eternal Flame invites Eternal Guidance . . . The Sacred Flame . . . A symbolic message and gift … When the Sacred Flames touches . . . Spirit Heart . . . An eternal vessel opens . . . Eternal Spirit absorbs the Sacred Father’s Enlightenment, Sacred Wisdom and truths. WE accept and receive: the Universe’s Sacred Flame of Eternal Enlightenment and Spiritual Wisdom Eternal. WE are Eternal. The Eternal Flame of Enlightenment and Wisdom, does not burn if your heart is not pure, it is a sacred power and energy, but if I would not suggest to stand within that which is sacred, when you are trying to deceive or your spirit is dark, for it will deny you and burn you flesh from your bones and rip your spirit into many pieces. .
Spiritual Visitation and Presentation:
Life-Changer and More
Visitation Questions when life spiritual connections deliver surprises in many parts with each section seeking to hear your answers and replies. Some of you I queried about this presentation, and the well, after the first replies I gave the rest of the unique and unexpected presentation amazing and visitation. After your first replies, and you go through it again I would love to hear your second opinions now after having time to think about the complexity of the event. Before I go any farther, this has become a good training tool and teaching at the same time, we all become lack from time to time; however, what is before us we need to sharpen our spiritual tools and abilities. I need to explain, I am one that finds it hard to express things in complete Life teachings for me has proven strong teachers of life lessons and quests.
Most of my basic teachings I learned first from my grandmother, who taught me how to communicate with and accept the Sacred Ones, since they became my primary teachers, and how each lesson, journey, and adventure they presented in stages; which inspired many questions and answers. The challenge was to hear and perceive the different values, various energies, spiritual involvement, and connection and the influences on conscious and subconscious conditioning; considering energies are tricky and deceptive on various levels of telecommunications, and tricky telepathic impressions, which also include many parables. Now maybe you can understand why I take this journey and questions in much the same manner, with those who are spiritual peers. Thus begins the adventures of questions related to another unique event I received instruction to share with each of you:
Question 1: What would you do if you received a sacred Medicine Shield, along with a quiver filled with arrows and a beautiful bow, with white eagle feathers? Then two individual spiritual warriors, walk-in carrying a sacred lance and the other a spear, following the ones sacred messengers carrying the medicine shield, quiver with arrows and bow. The lance and spear carried individually by the sacred spiritual warriors, stood against the wall, one behind the he who carried the medicine shield, and one behind the one who carried the quivers with bow and arrows.
When I asked this question, everyone said he/she would bless it, and/or leave it outside for purification and receive blessings; and then hang it on the wall. What I received I could neither be hung on a wall nor left outside. Unless I wanted to leave me outside or hang me on the wall, then maybe . . . but. Most forgot to ask what it really meant, where it actually came from, and what reason did I receive from those that delivered said items, to Red Sun. Okay the Elders taught me the importance of combining spiritual physics investigator with seeking answer on all levels. It is critical to analysis, and seek answers combined with possiblities and explanation, since such an items are both spiritual, universal, and physical in most cases. Okay, so maybe my teachings, came from master task masters, never take anything for face value, most things have many deeper meanings when dealing with the spiritual realm. Yes, one needs to research and not take things at face value, not even from me. Yes, the arrival of the medicine bundles and items could not have surprised me and cased me to ask countless questions.
However, what it did surprise me “NO ONE” asked or attempted to analysis its meaning or the meaning and purpose of the gift involved with these items.
Question 2: Why no one asked the direct question of where and why or how these sacred gifts came from and/or who decided to gift you, Red Sun, with these medicine items.
Question 3: None asked for information about what was on the shield except for one,
why what was the block. However, only one asked what medicine symbols came with
and on the shield or questioned where this shield came from, without me providing leading statements.
Question 4: To begin with, no one asked the simple questions of how, who, where and when did it arrive nor what was on the shield? Interesting how they all assumed the shield and all that came with it were material items, first with spiritual meaning and purpose second. People that know anything about Red Sun should know nothing happens in normal ways. Wow factors to unexpected … if and/or … what happened … how … why scenarios in unusual ways are how things seem to happen in my life.
Clue to analyzing and asking questions: Conditions in my life, has always come spiritual first and then maybe material or physical, which continuously come in combination with new, unique and advanced spiritual training and journeys. Each item and or gift fit into a series of conditions in relationship to past, present, and future events. I was hoping for someone to asked rhe question who brought it and where did it come from, but instead I had to prime the pump, so to speak.
Even when my mother went into labor, rain came down heavy, and with each of her contractions lighting and thunder. Then it rained so hard, the floodwaters, prevented the mid-wife from getting to my mother, and drove several families, wildlife, livestock, and mother to the upper barn, where I was born, and only then the lightning and thunder stopped and with the coming of dawn, a triple rainbow shined across the sky.
Important Lesson to learn … when we have others come and ask questions about items received or visions they have received we have to realize they will never give us all the details up front. This means we need to ask a number of questions touching on many levels before we can give serious answers and connect on the correct level, and then look at these things in a more objective and spiritual manner connected with traditional and spiritual knowledge. Besides, we have to make sure we know what level a person in on so we can communicate with them on levels and in ways, they will understand.
Now I have given you a little look at any my way of testing and challenging, which this event was more than just a presentation of an event, but away of beginning a new way of working together. We are all spiritual leaders and teachers and have many skills we need to hone, and develop further.
Yes, just because it was a friend speaking, everyone perceived it a great gift; nevertheless, all but one forgot to look deeper and question the visitation, or looking deeper into all the details about sacred medicine power and the presentation? . . . A gift, which equated into both appointment and assignment, and no matter what, it is important for us, for when spiritual leaders come together, they also bring their spiritual power and medicines together. In truth, we are all sharing that which makes us spiritual and that which contributes to the sacred circle. In truth spiritual elders need to look deeper into the spiritual meaning and purpose regarding such spiritual presentation/gifts, visits and visitations. We need to be investigators, profilers, and communicators with the sacred ones. In much, the same way we need to analysis, and mediate on matters connected to visions, dreams, and these events, which direct and influence life and conditions.
Okay, I know I do not offer a lot of information, but I did it to see who was ready to ask questions and take time to reach out, touch, and experience spiritual experiences regarding events and conditions. Did anyone have any suspicion it could have been more on the spiritual level than on the physical level, before I stated certain facts?
Fact One: When delivered, the Sacred Ones stated; the reason they delivered this
sacred medicine shield and other items that belong with the sacred medicine . .
. another person (a male) placed his hand on these items and proclaimed his self
the owner of the sacred medicine bundle and all the power that went with the
individual items. These Spiritual Elders/messengers stated medicine power is not
something one can take nor claim nor passed on, it has never been or will be something to trade or exchange.
The sacred gifts and powers are given and passed on only after approval from the Sacred Ones, the Great Spirit, Council of Chiefs and Elders, the Sacred Mothers and Grandmothers of the People’s. Nevertheless, the final decision and confirmation the Sacred Father, Great Spirit, and the Highest of High Council of Sacred Chiefs, confirm and approve before we can transport these sacred spiritual medicine powers and to their new guardian.
Beyond dreams or imagination, I never imagined this displaced child, Red Sun, a child without knowledge of my biological mother, would be the recipient of any such bundle along with sacred gifts from the ancient wisdom-keepers. The ancients who have taught our people the ancient secrets and sacred traditional knowledge. True I am a child of the First Nation of Indigenous Natives, but in the eyes of the people I am without acknowledge paper connection to any cultural, nation, tribe, or any sacred traditional clan. This then pursues the answer to the question why have I received these spiritual items.
Truth, they never stated the name of or gave me a vision of the one whose ego got too much in his way; which caused then to deem him not worthy …. Okay, some statements I stating come from what the sacred elders spoke. [The male was greedy and selfish he possessed no real concern for the people, and because of his ways he will sell others out and mislead not only the people of his nation, but he will mislead the people who have not the eyes to see or the ears to hear of the heart to feel …. Thus his persona became the reason the Sacred Ones, decided Red Sun, would be the one to receive the sacred wisdom and power these sacred medicine items possessed and symbolized.]
Timeline of unique connections for what became a rapidly developing journey: Filled with a unique series of events, yes, a few I have already touched on. One: this arrived a few years after I crossed over and stood in the Sacred Fire of the Highest of the Most High the Sacred Father, and before the Great Spirit. Two: More than a dozen times, I received summonses to attend meetings in the Great Council Chamber with the most Honored of Sacred Chiefs and Elders. This chamber is where the most sacred of honored chiefs, spiritual warriors, medicine elders, and honored leaders of the people from all indigenous/aboriginal tribes and nations, gather to work on matters confronting all who are here. To me it was interesting to speak with the ones who had proven their lives in the service of their people. What a surprise to discover among the Sacred Ones, many hhonored Sacred Mothers of the Peoples among the decision makers and their voices were equal and sometimes more respected. Then, nothing should have surprised me after my sacred union ceremony to SunHawk by the Sacred Father, but this was no less humbling.
Fact Two: This and other connecting events came after the Sacred Union Ceremony, which happened a decade prior to entering the private sacred chamber of the Sacred Father and the Sacred Garments of one chosen Sacred Mother of the People. This is when I understood in more detail my prime directive and primary objectives from the Holiest Sacred Father of Sacred Light and Life Eternal: [Save the Children for without you thousands will be lost, thousands more will perish needlessly and thousands more will be lost for all eternity.] Regardless, I have never known such sacred gifts to come without tests, challenges, and tons of lessons: rocks, paper, scissors, everything has many different sides, the yang/yen lessons, and challenges.
Truth, when it comes to major lessons and insights, by the Sacred Ones, I have learned it is their way to present countless instructions of what they want with many journeys before one understands their reasons. Part of the journey I learned about included countless events and conditions, along with two dozen lessons to recognize and battle the demonic demons and dark ones. Important to determine the various aims and desires to destroy our people, nations, cultures, nationalities, and subjugate people into two classes the wealthy and their slaves. Then the wealthy I speak of are demonic and ones that serve the Dark Lord.
Prior to this medicine shield, I received instruction about where to go and find the sacred head of a white buffalo the sacred ones had been preparing for me. The only
skull ever preserved on this island. I followed the visions and gave them instruction where to find the skull I was given permission to have the skull. I brought the skull home placed it in the shower to remove the dirt and the skull instantly displayed the sacred symbols and colors of the four directions, which many witnessed for the first couples week after I returned home from the private chambers . . . .
Fact Three: Certain other events that occurred prior to the sacred presentation: For a couple of years I had been praying for the Sacred Father to heal SunHawk. Open-heart surgery was still very new, with a lot of uncertainties. One early dawn, one Sacred Great Horn Owl paid me a visit. One I had only seen once prior and not since . . . . This Sacred Great Horn Owl stood at the foot of our between SunHawk and Red Sun. She wore a fabulous breastplate of silver and gold feathers, reflecting a full spectrum of colors. Each jewel embedded radiates eternal light, each jewel a full-recorded history of spiritual knowledge and energy. The only time she appears is to announce a period of strong challenges and survival tests.
This is important if SunHawk survives what is ahead for us. This meant I would have to willing accept the Great Spirit’s universal challenge, without fear. Around dawn, the Sacred Father, summons Red sun to join him on the clouds: Red Sun, we cannot heal him, by the sacred hand of healing and move the clots; it would explode his heart, and kill him. We were the ones who taught the medical profession the techniques of saving lives, and heart surgery. SunHawk’s only chance for survival equals open-heart surgery, if you can accept and handle the challenges ahead. Remember the following: This that I can do you can do and even greater . . . . These words referred to medicine, technology, and spiritual connections with universal physics and quantum physics. I told SunHawk when he woke-up.
SunHawk had an appointment around 1500 hours, and convinced the doctor he was worse off than his medical exam revealed, the doctor scheduled him for an exam to see if he had blocked blood vessels. When he got out of the exam, he had hiccups, and less than a seven days to live. After I managed to stop SunHawk’s hiccups, he has less than seven hours, before death, and surgery scheduled, two-sacred messengers carried me before the Highest of High Councils and the Sacred Chiefs, and Great Spirit, it seems I had been selfish, in my prayers. Yes, it appeared all-of-the-spiritual-realm from guardians, chiefs, angels, and warriors stood in attendance with Geronimo was my counselor. Yes, I have published much of this event online, regarding selfish prayers, and what happened that night save more lives than just SunHawk’s and StillsWater, was the price I would have to pay, if I failed to design an acceptable prayer, which would keep SunHawk without directly including him in said prayer. This trial held in its outcome the lives of many and our futures, but one of the reasons I received what I did.
In the darkest of hours, one very bright light shined. Now came the time to learn the secret of the sacred powers, soon given me, so from this trial I was soon to realize, the sacred ways and lessons of gifts, they had been deciding; which one who was to gain the sacred medicine powers and symbols. They would soon have to decide on who would receive such sacred powers. Not too long, maybe six weeks after SunHawk, survived I received visions about a sacred buffalo skull, for several days, followed by several summonses from the Sacred Ones to join them on the clouds. They took me to Catalina and revealed a buffalo skull they prepared for me, and only me. It was a sacred white buffalo skull they prepared for me since my birth, a skull no one else will they allow to receive it or its sacred power.
Yet, to get the skull, they showed me it would take a series of phone calls, and why it is important not to get discouraged, since it will take a couple of months and more than four-dozen phone calls. Uniquely, unusual they provided names of certain people in the chain of command, and information to tell the various departments, to insure they listened and realized the skull is mine. In truth, no one on the island could find the skull, until I received permission to obtain the skull if he/she could find the skull. Vision strengthened and exact instructions, directions and details, received about taking them to the area where the skull laid hidden and they had to hunt.
Back to saving the lives of SunHawk, StillsWater and countless others, before the skull. Truth, prayers, and blessings one should design for help the many and not for the few or personal oneness of family or friend. The summons to the Highest of High Council of Archangel Chiefs taught me a very good lesson in responsibility, duties, respect of power and consequences. They exposed a few of the negative side effect, selfish prayers can become including dangerous, deadly, and damaging, because one creates a ripple effect and lives numerous lives can and will be lost, beyond what we perceive, if not handled correctly. Prior to the arrival of the shield, the Sacred Ones required their wisdom be understood, because people must realize it is the Sacred Ones desire people learn to see and understand the consequences, and what could and/or would have happened, if I failed to do what they of me and change my sacred prayers . . . . I would not enjoy the consequences.
Meaning true prayers are not selfish, and more productive when designed and aimed in a direction where one prays for a few, especially by those the Sacred Ones assign to care for the masses. We must analysis and determine ways to pray that can benefit many and/or masses. Whenever we seek help for our loved ones, we must consider our responsibility for the sacred spiritual universal, stability, and life development. Daily there is a great deal, we need to learn, including how to handle prayers that offer help and guidance for countless, raise the vibration of Our Sacred Mother and beyond.
Truth, we need to examine, if I had not structured my prayer in a sacred way that helped the masses, without directly involving SunHawk. The wrong wording and decision would have left me with SunHawk dead, StillsWater dead, and at least 150 or more lives lost and many more left suffering, but then what would have been the ripple effect of lives lost and what would have happened to the community, too, over the twenty years. Truth, I would have been a brokenhearted widow and lonesome mother.
Of course, the answer did not come until StillsWater, recovered in the ER after they could not find a heartbeat when she toppled over off the bed and landed face first on the floor, waiting SunHawk’s room for him to go into surgery. Very tense thirty-minutes, many recoveries began with this and more textbook surgeries after SunHawk’s textbook surgery for a total of 60 days; this covered anyone that entered the hospital the last 15 days, and for all who enter the area hospitals for the next 45 days. Even those that entered the hospital DOA recovered and lived.
In November, before Thanksgiving I put on an honoring feed, two days after, I got baptized to give thanks for SunHawk and StillsWater being allowed to stay for here for a while longer, although they explained they could only give SunHawk eight years, since he would be assassinated, they even showed me the face of his assassin. All of this came the same night, we returned from San Bernardino, after I got baptized to give thanks for the lives of family. After receiving a massive spiritual indigenous visitation, from his relations, the Sacred Father summonsed me to sit by the Sacred Eternal Flame, with him.
Daughter I thank you for your love and offering me your honor by baptism in my name, in the Church of those from Europe, but you are not white. You are one of my sacred children of the Sacred Red Nation. The children of the Red Nations need you to help them. You are to go back and follow the Sacred Ways of the Red Nations and follow the ways I/we have taught you, to help my sacred children, you are to walk the Red Path. You are more than 90% red for that which is not seen, matters not, for it holds no influence or power over you. The blood quantum, influences not your sacred spirit, your spirit has always belonged to the Sacred Spirit of the Red Nation. Without you, thousands will be lost and thousands more will perish needlessly.
Beginning August 1972, my sacred grandfather Tall Standing Walking Silver-tip White SpiritBear, come to visit during the time of the Sun dances, along with other spiritual visit at least five times each year. His traditional dress suggested a medicine man or wisdom-keeper. The last time he came early spring after SunHawk’s surgery, which in California equals warm days. This day I had all the windows and glass door, wide open when he summons me to visit him in the astral, except I sensed a difference in his visit, before he even spoke: Sitting across from him, he wanted to let me know, he on his crossing journey and he wanted me to know, how much he loved me. At the top of the sacred path, I saw my grandmother, the way she looked many years young with long black hair that flowed past her hips, dressed in her ceremonial outfit and grandfather in his traditional ceremonial outfit. “RedSun you knowwe are never far, far away, but we will have to communicate in
This time I was upstairs on the third floor of our split-level house, in the very bright
sunlight, half-on and half off the couch, once grandfather, and grandmother departed. I hear a knock at the entrance door on the second floor. I shouted out I am coming since I knew I knocked the door, but before I headed down the stairs, I looked out the window to see who was at the door, but saw no one. Now, I came out of the trance confused, because I heard what I assumed a someone knocking at the door. However, I had locked the enter door because of being upstairs for a while, more out of habit than anything else. Someone wanted my attention, thus I shouted just a minute I am coming.
That is all they wanted to hear, my acknowledgement, of accepting their summons, which meant they refused to wait for me to get to the front entrance and unlock the door. They opened the entrance door and came marching in, before I was halfway down the stairs, three more steps they towards them, and I received orders to sit, observe, and listen. I sat, watched, and listened in a very humble manner:
You see these sacred medicine items we bring here this today, they are for you and only you. Know this a male placed his hands on this shield and tried to claim its power, we one and all have rejected him. This person will sell the people out for his own personal profit and power. His greed will mislead the people in a direction that will be destructive for thousands. The Sacred Father, the Sacred Mothers of the People, the Highest of Highest Council of Chiefs, and the High Council along the Great Spirit and those who watch over the people from the Sacred Village, have all chosen you. You have proven you do not take your gifts as power and position but you see them for what they are duty and responsibilities to the people. As you have seen for far too long, since the invasions, many of the Sacred People lost their way, and they too began to see title as power and position as something for personal gain and profit.
Even our people have lost their way and they are not doing things for the good of the whole but for the good of a few. One must make the decision for the good of the whole and not for the good and profit of a few. True the decisions for the good of the whole may not in all ways be popular, but make sure the outcome will benefit the many and not the few.
Remember you belong and part of the red nation you are not white, this shield and the medicine items we give you today are more than symbolic they are the sacred medicine power embedded in these items. Across time and journeys you will need to add your personal totems and sacred wisdom to this medicine shield, however, the sacred wing feathers of the most honored and Sacred Eagles and Hawks will remain and journey with you, too.
I received visions and impression of the pain the one who proclaimed himself the Sacred Medicine Man with all the sacred powers, he assumed were his and the misery he will bring to the people. Great suffering will befall the lands and the people. Remember, what we deliver here today means duty and responsibility to the people. He may have the shield hanging on his wall but it is only a shell of what the sacred reality and truths. Once they completed the ceremony, connection, presentations, and visions, the shield, quiver with arrows, and the bow, moved towards me and we became one in sacred unity and I received the medicine power and responsibilites. Nevertheless, the two-sacred medicine warriors carrying the lance and spear, moved forward and stood beside me and remind by my side to this day.
The stairway is just inside the house by the entrance door, which leads from the upstairs to the door and the second floor. About halfway down the stairs I received orders to sit during the presentation, and there I remained sitting where they instructed me to sit and remain, during the entire presentation and ceremony. Interesting how the veil incorporated the stairs into part of the Sacred Chambers of Chiefs and Elders, and the desk beside the stairs, they place a teaching holograph. They showed me that the medicine of the bundle is a very sacred responsibility, to respect and honor the people, to make sure the decisions I make benefit the whole and not a few.
They showed me, what several things which has harmed the people on the reservations and others across the nations. Far too long tribal elders have been making decision that benefit and profit a few, and their families, which have harmed the many. For the healing benefit of the people the decision must benefit the whole not the few. Granted not everyone will be happy with the decisions, for they have been use to the games. You cannot please everyone all the time, but you can improve the health of the nations and lands if you make decisions that benefit the masses, which they revealed sacred truths and insight; which showed what is and has been and needs to happen. All this took place during the sacred visitation.
Okay, now I ask does anyone have any questions and/or comments. The one of several important things I can say … This changed my life and enriched it at the same time. What would this mean to you and how do you think you would handle it.???
Part Two to Universal Life Changes and Nations around the world.
Visitation and Visions Warning of Evil and Dangers
Hand of God Appears and Reveals
Revelation is at Hand
[Part Two: After letting the dogs in, their behavior halted all opportunity to enjoy bed. Dogs backed away from the front room, before they left the kitchen, to go to their beds and rushed into the bedroom, with tails between legs. Needless to say, their behavior alerted me to conditions demanding immediate attention denying me a quick return to bed and maybe some interesting dreams. What can I say we just had an interesting visit, so I was expecting some interesting dreams. Expectations is nothing more than assumption. Now I needed to investigated the strange lights and colors in the front room. First I stopped in the same area the dogs stopped in the kitchen; the only position that gave me a complete view of the area, to see much more than an assumed fire to discover spirit lights.]
Why? How fire” What’s causing the flicking lights in the front room . . . Impossible? . . . NO, electrical wiring, no light outlets, drapes closed, no radiating light in or around the area . . . yet? Solid wall and door is no way light can leak into any area of this house from outside. Drapes too thick . . . Spirit lights. Yes possible . . . time to investigate the whys of those strange lights: Ooh no, something more powerful than fire, but rather a spiritual enlightenment announcement.
This has to be important or it wouldn’t come with such an overwhelming visual Holographic presentation, with interactive spiritual telecasts, vivid electric colors, in
symbolic live action complete with impressions combined with teachings via
thought-forms. Interesting how this entire presentation is coming forth from
the Sacred Hand of the Most Holy Sacred Father.
Speaking out to the one whose hand is in my front room:
Okay, Sacred Father, what is so important for this style of visitation, what do I need to witness; which speaks in terms of Spiritual/Biblical importance . . . can you explain, Why? What can I do? Truth, people refuse to listen and I am not one of any importance that anyone would listen.
Mental reception receives strong undeniable impressions regarding visual content. The Hand of the Sacred Father aka Hand of God and a hand about the size of an extremely large wide-screen television stage, an on his hand he presented what I consider definitely sobering impressions:
Revelations is at hand, which is why this production reveals history on the stage of an open palm and the hand meant time is at hand. Each visual presentation is a combination of interactive events with long-term consequences. The outcome will be the end of humankind, if people don’t come together. . . . Come together in peace and
“See this three-headed-green-serpent with three-human faces transposed over the serpent faces. Know serpents are not to be mistaken for Chinese or Japanese style Dragons, for in truth what you see here is a serpent not a three-headed dragon. You will understand all in time. If you don’t recognize the transposed face of the three human heads, let their faces burn into your mind to enable you to recognize them when you see them.
Not all is as it seems, Red Sun, the actual truth behind the three-headed-serpent is more dangerous than the three you see. Observe woman! See what lies beneath this three-headed-green-serpent.” His other hand appears ripping off the disguise of the three-headed-green-serpent; which proved an instrument of deception, designed to appear, one thing but no more than green-camouflage cloth. See the three-headed-green-puppet is not the real power of what follows, only a front of what controls the deathly violence.
This camouflage allows the many nations to keep their distance between them and those they seek to destroy and control without the appearance of an actual World War, thus they prevent the other nations from waging all-out war against them . . . .They will continue this until they get what they want. If they did it any other manner or declare war against the masses they won’t win. They don’t care if it takes them fifty years or more, this has been in the planning stages for a number of decades.
They know this way they can play both sides, against each other. The only way is to win is divide nations against themselves. They have learned to make people look in one direction so they can attack from many directions by creation of confusion. . . . You can see they use many faces in many places to keep people off balance.”
Injected thoughts from the Highest of the High . . .
Remember, the biblical writings foretelling the dangers foretelling of a multi-headed serpent in Revelations? That which the writing foretold long ago . . . its time has come? What went untold in the writings say not what lead up to these events, but this is a piece of the truth: the red-multi-headed-serpent uses the green-serpent for its disguise of deceptive, destruction and extreme violence. Their plan is to enslave and/or kill the people of the nations, which will destroy all the lands, too. Here the time of truth humankind has long feared for centuries the battle between heaven and all the evil of this world. To prevent an all out war they use terrorist organizations and gang in the street to destroy from within.
The progression towards conception has been in motion close to a century, in your
time, but not until now has the danger come to the boiling point, violence soon
to awaken around the world. Know all this is possible to stop if Peoples around
the world band together with prayers of peace and spirit-hearts of unconditional love. Absences of violence and destruction . . . Notwithstanding, unless things are changed quick coming events reveal the awakening of great evils upon the heads of humankind. Evil’s intense long-term plan: destroy, lay waste and blacken all the lands. . . . Countless nations of people must realize the seeds of deception are growing strong: misdirection is and has attacked all from many directions via gluttony, arrogance, hate, greed, righteous indignation, and suppression, which have attacked people from all directions, across all lands and cultures for many decades, already. . . .
Casting thoughts: What’s new? Your first part of these impressions appears rather
simple, clear-cut warnings foretelling of world destruction. But what do they
have to do with life around here?
Sharp head shaking from a smack up the backside of my head:
My daughter, pay attention for the time has come for these messages: You must get this out to the humankind. Look closely, for each head is more violent and dangerous than the other meaning it’s important for you to understand even what is sitting upon each head of the many-headed-red-serpent. Pay close observation to different correlation to the body’s development combined with heads movement and their intake.
See the red demonic serpent body is massive in size, which reveals it devoured countless people and lands. Take a closer observation of heads and body: let your mind experiences the conditions of the body ability to double then triple in rapid succession. The entire time, the heads continuous motion snaps up and devour all of life. They have the power of corruption and deception, and care not what they to do the people, they control either by killing or by infusion of violent hatred, increasing the flames of hopelessness. They implant blind desire of obedience of destruction, to destroy the lands and life of others in those they chose not to kill. The Red Serpent revels in watching the street run red with blood, for only those whose spirit are filled with blood lust do they perceive their equals.
The original seven-heads of the red-serpent quickly change into a red-twelve-headed-serpent. Each head of this red-serpent wear different symbolic crescents on and above their crowns . . . stress to other the of importance approaching danger, connecting numerous events. One of the heads represented those in our government, on the back the Son of Evil stands with the serpent’s chest of death, planted in the center of Iran. Nevertheless, the hidden secret revealed the Chinese were pulling many of the strings. Know of these things I speak individual spirit-hearts and human will, can drive cultures, which can without reason become life and death battles. Visualize a true interaction of sacred hearts between sacred heaven beings and Satan demonic servants, but the outcome becomes what events driven by individual spirit-hearts and humanities will.
Life journeys had received instructions to become involved in a portion of several
massive prophecies styled in history lessons/visions; which come forth via of the Highest of the Most High, Sacred Father of Eternal Life’s Light. Regarding critical world events, humankind is on a head-on course to their destruction, no matter how many declare decrees of deliverance and warnings, few pay attention. Each impressive vision arrives via symbolic symbols of things ready to erupt and the dangers we all have coming at us head-on. Nevertheless, we can work together at building secure plans to stop the outright destruction of humankind.
In my effort to absorb the crowns insignias aka, crescents from the shadows Satan appears upon the red-serpent’s back holding reins choreographing all the serpent-heads’ behavior. All red-serpent-heads wear two-horns, which support their crowns. Yes, but not what I expected see that only one wears a crown of numerous horns. Others have two-horns with various styles of crescent designs, representative of servant nations who serve Satan’s demonic evil plans. Personal perception wanted to comprehend what my mind assumed to be seven heads. However, additional observations realized certain necks possessed the ability to give birth to necks and heads, separate from the body. The only way you can kill the serpent is from within and the people it has devoured are the ones that have the power to reap the hearts out and change this head-on course of total destruction.
Observe how the necks and heads continue to reach outward in massive growth. They feed on the flesh and blood of others for they are the demonic shadow workers, who take lives in violent ways to feed Satan. The three-green-heads most perceives secretly fulfill the desires of Satan. Inwardly comforted by their interest of hiding the identity of the Masters plus comforted by earthly riches of wealth and power.
Yes, you will in time come to know the truth of these nations, whose leadership has sold out their souls to Satan for wealth, position, and power. These same people are in the act of betraying peoples of religions, as well as, nations into the service of nightmarish evils. The destruction of the way of life . . . all have come to know, will be used to take all into darkness imposed on them. It need not be, all peoples should beware, stand guard or people could awake one morning to discover the demonic shadow disciples of the red-serpent devour family or self. In all governments there are deceivers and danger comes in many names and forms.
Each is part of a pack pulling many strings while using the three-headed-green-puppet-serpent to avoid all out war, until they are ready. They first seek to weaken and exploit while they plot and position conditions for the destruction of humanity’s way of life. These demonic disciples work towards the day of enslavement of all humankind . . . to serve evil.
The Red-serpent denotes nations who made compacts with the camouflage creature of deception wrapped in a name given the green-three-headed-serpent in order to conceal evil plots against all of humankind. Watched the heads connected to the body grow in strength when one nation devours it neighbor nations’ and lies lands to waste. The other nationalities growing from necks are assistances to both the red-serpents and the green-deceivers. Devouring groups of people within
countless countries, in addition to leaving destroyers in their wake, by subduing those who refuse to accept or give their lives over to the shadow masters of darkness requiring them to life lives as zombie servants.
Know people in all nations are currently in the service of the dark forces and Satanic demons, and some people do not suspect are also unwittingly in his service, too. Money speaks loud and those who seek its beauty are in great danger of being deceived, and controlled. Lobbyists are those who are the servants of the demonic enemies of the people. Be alert slowly laws will be changed they will give them more power dnd take away the rights and power of the masses.
Truth of heart and wisdom says not all will bow and many may suffer greatly for they refusal to give power to demonic creatures, but the sacrifice of life is in some instances critical when it becomes ones only way to stop the growth of evil from winning, for they are guardians of the people and sacred ones that stand in the light against darkness. Some would rather give their blood when they see the blood of innocents’ flow in the streets faster than coffee, wine, and water. Know the
guardians who give their lives, earn a sacred place in the spiritual universe and the sacred realms of eternal life and light.
Evil fears women and their sacred powers, which can stop and destroy evil’s power of disasters. Hear my words, not until women choice to stand together neither/nor can the battle
against evil truly being to be won. Why for centuries, do you think evil have imposed rules of chattel on women? Chose to keep them unlearned and sell them into slavery . . . along with rape and brutality? The men that rob women of their sacred powers and life force are not allowed in our universe, until they have served three lifetimes, in the body of a women, and they suffer all the abuse and same fate they have cast upon women, unless the rapist ends his own life to repent for his crime, against the woman and the universe, or accept death for raping a woman, which will return to the woman in whole her sacred spiritual power and life force.
Kill not the woman for the evil in the heart of men, who knowingly or unknowingly rob women of their lives forces in hopes of stopping the sacred power of the women, the power evil fear, what makes him strong is the control and violation of women. Destruction of women’s sacred wisdom and powers has been evils plan to keep women from taking their rightful places in the positions of power and leadership. However,
there are at least a dozen ways women can recall and regain their sacred spiritual powers.
Impression of current awareness to sacred truths:
Green is the diversion; which starts deceptive war giving evil the upper hand in their attempts to deliver death and war, yet they one must consider them tame in comparison to Satan’s red-serpent. A war of decades designed and planned for evil to enhance and develop mistrust through development of hatred, violence, and deception.
Past history lessons, exposed part of evils plan, to financially weaken all . . . before evil’s real plan goes into motion to conquer, devour, occupy, control and enslave the people of all lands.
This is where we are at now, because people failed to see or listen to the warnings. Know this red-serpent of many heads, have more eyes than faces, and heads than the red-serpent has necks. Be forewarned: know the symbols of deceptions, combined with deceptive personalities of the crowns reveal truths of false friends.
Deceivers of falsehood and speakers of half-truths can not be trusted either by any nation: Those who declare themselves friends of your enemies are enemies to all, watch those who find ways to play on old hatreds towards those others declare enemies. Hatred
of deceivers crossed many generations of ancestors, which they use as weapons to empower and mislead others, while they declare themselves friends.
Know what they voice is far from the truth since they are enemies to all even others in their service. Hear, my daughter, walk softly with caution when you hear ‘Your enemies are our enemies.’ Time will come when the enemies of my enemies are no longer my friend but my servant. It will come to pass they who have no more use of people and nations they romanced to use for a time: before selling out even friends/enemies, setting enemies against each others.
Underneath the massive form and feet of the red-serpent, I show you a map. Displaying the regions, which represent those who supply the green-serpent organizations with men, weapons, and money, to carry out and full fill their demonic plans? Understand the
Nations: evil has already roped into his plans of deception for the soul purpose of devouring other nations as they fed Satan’s body and he deceives them. Some speaks with his voice of promise, glory and speak the grandest of things, to create servants and enslave the people of these nations.
Body, feet, and heads cover the Mediterranean Sea, Black Sea, Caspian Sea, plus
Persian Gulf areas on the map, besides far reaches into more than seven nations. It is hard to tell if the body has fed upon all the people of these lands or just in the process of absorbing lives in it expansion process across many lands somewhere near to or around China.
Due to numerous contacts with Iranians and knowledge gained in the back streets, the problems humankind face now have been in development closer to a century than a couple of decades, people want to believe. Still the transmitted warnings, to various
Governments by many from even Iran and other nations, our Government has refused to listen to all the warnings, due to greed and deception. Greedy business developers rushed into Iran to develop businesses . . . Over night the firestorm of the sleeping serpent awoken to gain its power. The nation changed once we got them into an area of personal and financial development only to confiscate all businesses from non-Iranians.
They call on governments and private businesses seeking money, intelligent design and expertise’s to improve their nation. Yet, in the shadows, they planned their moment to turn against those not of their belief.
Yes, two decades before Iran’s upheaval, many of us who knew the truth spoke not but greed refused to listen. Do you think the vision you are assigning here this evening this messenger to deliver to a nation of people will help?
We must warn you too, that long before this night, North Korea has joined China in a shadow plot, which can be very deadly. It will destroy Korea, but advance China’s position on the world stage, to position them to fulfill their nationalism. Learn the history of dragons combine your decades of knowledge and experiences with demonic beings including serpents and demonic snakes, it will help. Know these are not Chinese or Japanese style dragons, but many people might follow the symbolic idealism of
dragons, because for them it might not be possible to believe serpents aren’t
dragons of life and protection. China has an agenda, beyond what you see here.
Past lessons taught me one must realize evil serpents with the sirens tongues of serpent snakes, sing songs filled with deception and lies. They speak at the heart of those who have a fear or weakness then plays on individual subconscious minds, as they play
tricks on the conscious. The truth of the words the snakes speak publicly isn’t always the words individuals hear. The siren snakes have the ability to earwig and make you believe they speak to you in volumes of truth playing on your greatest desires and dreams.
Crowns and behavior have many tricks and in this limited amount of time for close observation, little details continue to reveal greater pieces to this symbolic puzzle. In
some there are several faces transposed over one serpent head. Does this mean beware of several people, not one face or persona but several personas?
Be aware when the heads of serpents change into leaders’ et al faces, per nation.
Hear my words from what I see: great concern floods over and all the way through this being, during this presentation you establish before me . . . a new world of dangerous enlightenment and knowledge: Crowns symbolic symbols combined with many faces, suggest nations of evil resolute on destruction have demonic assistances working with them to undermine and gather those to be slaughtered. The Red-Serpent covers the map of and reaches far into more than seven nations including China and Russia, but there soon came more heads of demonic destruction.
Now you understand why I say beware . . . the Green serpent is only a front for all the nations who serve and embrace evil serpents, and a symbol to those who believe heart ‘n’ soul the will of Satan is the will of the Almighty, the Highest of the Most High, who is and only one they serve. Truth of life . . . it’s hard for enslaved souls that believe they are serving the one true God, to see evil wants to dominate and control all the nations that see not . . . things the way they decree. . . . Learn the difference between dragons and serpents, your survival may depend on it.
What is the message of the one who has many eyes reaching out as octopus tentacles? Who belongs to the crown of many eyes looking in all directions; a crown of flames in the shape of hooked saber-swords; a crown of golden sabers; a crown of serpents-snakes; a crown of many jewels set in gold; another crown of flaming swords; plus a sword with flames above it; and one of individual flames dancing?”
Darn, why can’t I remember the many messages concerning the different crowns and the faces of deception, beyond a few of the numerous crowns with transposed faces? Each head with their different style headwear appears suggestive of individual power and position.
These are representatives’ of evils deadliest sins, magnified in the blood of man. Each serpent head sees the world through eyes of righteous indignations, greed, lust, hate, gluttony, pride, and pride filled with intense wrath leading to countless deaths for the pleasure of drinking in the souls of the ones slaughtered. The serpent-faces/heads upon
which the headgear resides are in human-form true, yet represent the Satan’s demonic-red-serpent disciples, which have the power to control masses and minds. Disciples all, Satan instills the power to mislead, enslave, and entrap all to follow their master’s satanic warrior—slaves. Demonic warlords each and everyone foreswore their lives in the services of the Devil and his twelve disciples. Those who sacrifice the blood of their people and others, hold status in the demonic realms. Yet, their life force feed evil disciples and demonic warlords. Beware and cautious of evil for where they walk they deliver power to crush land and its people under the weight of the red-serpent.
Standing in amazement, thoughts projected: Until now, the difference has been unclear between a red-seven-headed-character serpent, and monster. Serpents have more than one head, while dragons have only one head and stand against the serpents, which is the way one can tell the difference? Serpents are the servants of evil that represents the control over nations and its cultures. Are serpents the combined bodies of evil dragons or monsters?
Serpents are the reasons Archangel Michael, Archangel Gabriel plus two other sacred Archangels stand together in the four directions. The Archangels summonsed the power of warriors from the four corners of the Earth. The time, foretold has arrived for
the Archangels to gather their sacred, spiritual and medicine warriors to fight as prophesied in Revelation, now this message foretelling the war, against Satan and his beast of evil.
This I give you to put in words and writing to get out to the people before it is too
late. People need to know what it is that is controlling them and the dangers that are coming. In time you might come to understand what you have learned here tonight, but it would be better if none endured what is ahead. If George Bush’s elected President then all you have seen and more will come about. If he elected serpents will be unleashed, for Bush and Associates are the Pandora key. Now time to get some rest.
This was given to me prior to the attack on the Twin Towers and no one wanted to listen, I tried letting the various government agencies know and I was classified a Crazy, a Crackpot, and unstable. Original presentation came to me on the Hand of the Sacred Father the morning stone throwing and unrest began at the Holy Wall.
So many nation leaders are the ones in the clutches of the Evil and they are the ones trying to hold onto power and war they have against all non-Muslim Nations. You can know them, by how they treat and deceive their peoples. These are the ones who are killing of their people in order to hold onto their power. The silent powers who claim to be friends in many cases are enemies of the people; dark ones that serve the red-serpent are the ones who have been funding this not-war against all the people.
[What I will say about the crowns, see a good number of the nations that are fighting and killing their people to remain in power for they are connected to the red-serpent of the many heads. Went from seven to twelve swiftly, for these will kill their own people if those they preceive as their slaves, do not follow them and bow to their demonic enslavement, they will darken the lands with the blood of their own people and all the other people and nations.]
What are the Connections? Part One
Summonsing All Spiritual Medicine Warriors
Critical Data … Not INFO One should IGNORE
When everything you thought you knew falls apart and leaves
you facing a vast New and Sacred Universe
Hear the words spoken by the One who is the Light:
Sacred Father stated: “Stand together
against the Red Serpent of Many Evil Heads or suffer under the yoke of Evil”
I had heard the term but
never thought of in in literal terms until one very interesting and important
What I have written here
is in connection with one key event both interesting and very important.
Not all truth is snappy but it can
be very strange
Interconnecting life adventures
with spiritual overtones, which might not be possible to understand until you
have read this in complete context followed up by evaluation.
I have tried to set each section
and subsection up to assist in the comprehension, decades of data. Its selected
parts of individual journeys on many levels of interactive life experiences
connected to past and present events.
Awareness of these conditions began in earnest September 2000 with several visitations/visions and spiritual events in combination of world events is what
stimulated further questions of connections: Bringing together knowledge gained
by following the guidance of a lifetime of many careers by the Great Spirit and
separate visions across numerous years prior to September 11, 2001: followed-up by
several visions concerning world events, up to the inclusion of my one-way
conversations with the Creator, Sacred Elders and all my relations between
Thanksgiving of 2001 and 25 December.
The entire world will in some way, be called upon or be forced to remove blinders, through a cycle of major experiences of changes between September 2000 and Thanksgiving 2001 and still a world in motion moving forward faced with things many were not yet aware of . .. People forced to accept stark reality, which in less than an hour of events countless blinders will be shattered by powerful forces. Unexpected, action
will turn a world into chaos when nations’ awaken to harsh a hard fast reality.
The day when the worst terrorist attack took place on American shores, plane crashes, buildings downed and thousands of lives lost. September 11, 2001, referred to since as 9/11 was one of several events. Too many lives lost, not to take away from or lessen the countless loss of lives around the world, because of terrorist activities. Then not too long afterwards another plane crash in an area that had already lost too many personalities
Dark Messenger of War sent
by Archangels Michael and Gabriel
They delivered important reason the Creator summonsed
Spiritual Warriors, People of Superior Leadership Background, and Universal Abilities.
September 2000 visitation/visions: Honestly what interesting ways to get
attention not just mine but anyone’s attention at 03:00 MT time blocking ones
path to the bathroom. My journey is always an obstacle course to the bedroom,
through the kitchen, past dogs heading into through the service porch with
floor toys before the bathroom. However, between dogs and toys I heard the
screen door unlock, then the double locks on the back door unlocked and the
doors open wide. Dogs continue to sleep.
All body function froze including lungs and heart, along with all physical motion: Why aren’t the dogs at attention? I know I locked the doors; whom or who is this in pure black, wearing a traditional Chieftain outfit, including a black medicine bonnet of a war chief. However, this one too is dressed in total black: this must be death, which comes for me tonight. His presence sent suspended all physical motion and functions
except for spiritual awareness.
Spirit mind speaks once lungs breathe exhale and sucks in needed air: Are you death coming for me? But I have too much to do yet. If he isn’t
death then is he someone I should know if he wasn’t dressed all in black,
wearing a war bonnet of black feathers?
Flashes recalls life experiences when SunHawk, my husband, received his summons home, except then he was one of great size, sacred and all in black Warrior Chief, too, summonsing SunHawk to stand by his right size. Why, now? Why, he who is much smaller, enters here, dressed in the same manner of the Sacred One, in complete black,
enter here before me? Messenger dressed as death: Who and why how can this be? Why, now guardians I’m not prepared . . . too much laid out before me to do, to leave now. Promises broken, if it is my time . . . warnings would begin at least ninety days prior to departure time.
One in black speaks in spiritual language: Come no closer time for your time is not this
Thank goodness! Considering right this hour you’re not someone I want to challenge. Nor am I prepared to challenge here and now? But . . . Experience over time teaches and one learns many sacred secrets with reference to the Highest of the Most High’s messengers and sacred spiritual medicine warriors: they are granted powers, few perceive them until they make their presences known, deliver messages in symbolic ways, transmit Holographic presentation, some are 3D visuals combined with inspirational whispers for support, and guidance to warnings foretelling the” What if Scenarios” in countless ways.
Over the years, the variances do not include visions about daily or personal events,
considering I’m not interested in what happens on a small scale, when there are
so many important conditions. Nevertheless, over several decades of all the
greetings and presentations, none experience or witness one presentation in the
same manner twice. There are no limitations to what one might experience, but
all surpass what normal imaginations envision. Then one can never be sure what
to expect in the middle of the night, when locked backdoors open and close behind one dressed all in black with a war bonnet. In truth, not until more than halfway through his communication did I recognize who and what was standing before me.
Dark Avenging Angel of Death a.k.a. Messenger of War:
Come no closer! Red Sun, know it I have come not for you this visit, only to inform and
forewarn you: Devil is in the Holy City, at the wall of the sacred temple, where the Son of Man spoke. Let all children Hear who have said, the problem of others is not my concern, you are blind for in denial you are feeding the problems, by denying your heart and eyes the ability to see the truth.
Truth: all must come to recognize and accept, pain, sorrow and suffering is everyone’s concern. Know this, too, the lands of YOUR nation will soon be made aware of what other countries are now and have been are going through for years. The world’s pain grows too strong and overpowers the loving spirit of all nations for any nation to discount any longer.
Hearts and Spirits: hearts crushed and spirits overpowered people have ignored, too long. Questions, cried out around the world can be no longer in the shadows for all
nations will suffer. Too many lives lost and/or in jeopardy, we all (refer to the world and all who walk on or in it) need to unite to fight the evil among us.
Archangels Michael and Gabriel have banded together to fight this battle. For years, they have gathered warriors from all the tribes of all nations to help in the battle of good against evil. They have gathered all their great warriors and War Chiefs of which SunHawk is one. This is why we called him home to be with Our Heavenly Father. Archangel Michael, he who was in the Sun’s middle, called his son home. SunHawk’s abilities and skills prove more important on this side, for the survival of humankind, than with you. We saw the possibility of this time of violence and danger, which is why we left you here to be one of our assigned voices.
There is a great battle of violence about to start, which should never been allowed to come or allowed to take form, but humanity refused to listen or believe. Now, the Devil
is in the Holy City standing on top of the wall. It will take the strength and courage of all nations and people to overcome and rid all lands of this evil, which wants to destroy not only this country, its lands and all this peoples, but they desire to reach out across the all lands. Know they have taken many walks and in their footsteps on their countless life journeys they have spread the seeds of evil and death.
Evil this great and dark . . . cares not who anyone . . . evils only desire is to kill and see
blood run freely in the streets. They measure their success by the number of deaths and the great extent of land they can lay to waste. Evil’s followers and servants’ loyalty is marked by how much they feed Satan’s gluttonous lust for blood, fear and pain plus how much damage and destruction of land, property and lives they can do combined with the people they can mislead.
Backing towards threshold beyond the door, into the realm he arrived here from; since conditions are necessary to return the night as it was, before his arrival. His final words: “Do not expect to see SunHawk the Stoneman very much. These are times requiring his attention; he is going to be real busy.” He then completes his departure through the doors into the portal from which he came. Once he enters his realm, the doors, close, and lock behind him in the opposite manner; which announced his arrival. However, if I had failed to lock the doors he could not lock the doors, upon his departure. The entire time he was in the house, only silence beyond our communication prevailed; neither warmth nor cold, did I feel.
Once he departed entirely, elements of environment, physical motion, and the
sounds of night home returned to normal, allowing one to recognize the dogs in
motion, as well. Yes, the dogs appeared frozen in motion, during his visitation.
Or is the question: Are we standing outside of earthly time and beyond human
One other simple fact, the entire time he was present this body had no awareness of conditions within the house or surrounding area outside personal space or environment. Experiencing neither chill nor warmth, in a house of fifty-five degrees, yes this was a spiritual bubble promoting connection: encompassing full awareness of sacred spiritual presence contacted, blocking all else. A time when one outside the spiritual sphere could
see or sense, unless permitted. Interesting, how three people in a room, receive individualized contacts by three different guardians for critical and sacred spiritual reasons; yet, one does not perceive or experience said presentation, of the others spiritual contacts, when standing side-by-side, unless permitted. We are still aware of the physical present of the others, but not of any rapid physical change, until he/she returns to what he/she assumes one might have fallen into a meditative state or blanked out for a few seconds, since guardians may not always feel it necessary to recognize spiritual contact or communications, but this time guardians wanted me to recognize.
Upon his departure, I rush to confirm all three door locks were as they were when I went to bed . . . locked, and doors closed tight. Nevertheless, neither door stayed locked for long, because the dogs’ spirit appeared aware of events, once they regained their physical awareness, of the old adage, when one female takes a journey to the powder room all in
females in the family have go, too. Strange how it matters not human or dogs, the same behavior prevails, except they require me to go outside and wait for them.
Over several decades one thing life experiences defined and taught this Red Sun, whatever the spiritual and mental experience one may be faced with . . . be prepared . . . for all things return to the exact placement of life physical conditions prior to (or almost all things except under emergency conditions) the sacred arrival of spirit. Inside
and outside during restroom visits, mental review of his words actively in
motion running and rerunning details:
The Holy City . . . I assume he meant the Holy City is Jerusalem? Is there another sacred Holy City where . . . which wall did he speak at . . . when he was thirteen at the temple of the money changers? None of it provides enough of a picture to understand with any clarity the power of the condition. I’ll research the internet for the messenger’s meaning in the morning.
Unconscious motion of hand, “Doors unlock, doors open, time to let the girls outside.” Attempts to unlock doors with mental energy and physics, several times, before physical awareness, sparked spiritual consciousness and brought me back from deep inside a
different realm of contemplation: Who is going to let the dogs out? Challenges can make for some interesting mixture of short sighted actions. This left me confused for a time with lack of understanding why the doors failed open with my command. . . . That’s right I have to deal with the physical, here and now, I am not in the spiritual realm.”
After the Dark Messenger Angel of War arrival/departure, dogs outside, time for me to
complete my primary journey to said powder room.
Gee, Grandmother M, you were right . . . in his, own time and way. One never knows how or when (the messengers of the Highest of the Most High) will make their presence known. Looking back over several decades, this is the second time I have received
sacred guardian visitations via locked and through opening of doors they unlock;
each one opened to make extreme ordained announcements, but the timing from day
to dawn appears much different from the first, and only one message and messenger,
instead of five messengers with a sacred message from the Sacred Father and the
High Council of Chiefs. And, yes this one appears incredibly different from the
one in Redondo Beach. Oh well, it helps one to realize beyond a doubt, it’s not
a dream, not memory recall, nor imagination, when said messengers arrive with
such flare, to one awake from her sleep and make sure she is standing on two
Yet, this early dawn, came as even more a shock, since I have been seeking answers from countless Chiefs and Medicine Elders of many Indigenous Nations, and all appeared confused and assumed I was playing with them. Also explains why all claimed they did not know the answer, only now do I understand, a number of reasons why none understood or possessed any knowledge. It was not meant for them to know and clarified why many times, guardians said, you know the answer and to go back to the time of our Sacred Union.
A sacred son, what a shock to discover SunHawk is the sacred son of Archangel Michael, and he who had come earlier in the body of Crazy Horse. Strange, to recognize, I had the answers buried in my eternal spirit years and decades prior, to this
visitation. Yes, I understand and can accept Archangel Michael, who summonsed SunHawk home to take his proper place, at the right hand of a Sacred Chief, who stands, as tall as the sacred sun, with great presences, but only after dark ones
poisoned SunHawk with a poison that destroyed his quality of life.
What deceived me was the manner and color of his traditional buckskin outfit, of absolute universal blackness. Archangel Michael’s war bonnet long with nothing more than sacred black eagle and/or condor feathers full to the ground and total black, excluding the sacred traditional eagle fluff across the crown at the base of the feathers
decorated in the symbolic medicine wheel colors: red, white, yellow and blue, the colors which are found from different eagles and condors feathers.
Grandmother, I realized much about our eternal life connections and conditions felt Sacred, but I did not believe anything about our lives came even close, to that Sacred.
Yes, Yes, I know I was called across to stand with the Sacred Father, Holy Mother, and the Sacred Eternal Archangel Chiefs on numerous occasions, but I believed all did this, when it came time for their sacred unions, along with receiving sacred honors when the time arrived for celebration of their sixteenth, eighteenth, and twenty-first years.. . . Okay, Grandmother M, so in time I will understand more, but right now it is time to take the dogs out and return to bed.
Rapid recall reflection refocuses on three individual visions connected to the last moments prior to SunHawk’s crossing, each event occurred at separated and unexpected times, beginning three months prior to his crossing. Replaying the life force position of SunHawk (codename Stoneman) and the Sacred Guardians during the process and journey supporting his transition home, the time readied certain family members, friends, and children for his journey. These spiritual awakenings, along with more than five-hundred sacred council fires and surrounded by the most sacred of elders and leaders from each nation. (The Sacred visitations; is another thing not that common, for
they are the most honored and sacred Council of Chiefs, and Spiritual Leaders.)
However, the first council fires appeared prior to witnessing the Sacred Ones,
Archangel Michael, and SunHawk standing in the portal of the Eternal Sacred Sun. Yes, it all gave me many days to prepare in heart and mind, for the time when our flesh no longer touches.
Yet, this gave me knowledge our spirits will always be in touch. Then the fourth appearance came to help his spirit in the completion of his journey into the portal of the Sacred Sun Eternal. The Sacred Messages show SunHawk at the right hand of his father, Archangel Michael: The moment I witnessed SunHawk’s journey and acceptance of his glorious assignment, to take his place in the sun. Each vision revealed a timeline in forward motion, in the process of SunHawk’s return home: the last one left no doubt,
his point along the timeline SunHawk had been set. No matter how hard anyone
believed in the impossible and believed they could keep him alive, his spirit had past the point of no return. His physical form received it directive to begin its shutdown process, several months prior, which also meant conditions of the physical form prevented his eternal spirit, the right and ability to continue its journey in SunHawk’s physical form had it was prevented, blocked and denied all opportunities to return and/or stay.
Strange how each vision arrived via sacred messages, in the light of the Sacred Sun Eternal, and one stone departs, which strengthen Red Sun’s realization of the vision’s importance. Each visual connection emanated from . . . the most sacred place beside the road . . . from the burial grounds across from the hospital . . . at the pillars of the chapel. Yes, they came forth by where from the most sacred spiritual holy area on the grounds, to insure recognition and importance of the information. Each day on the mountain
visions reveal sacred knowledge and the information of SunHawk’s transition.
Interesting, too, our transition from mortal to eternal spirit transformation becomes
our moment of eternal truth, this is when each individuals eternal sacred spirit reveals ones true sacred eternal spirit transforms back into ones, true eternal form, SunHawk transformed into one very powerful sacred/traditional indigenous spirit. He stood by his father dressed from head to toe in his sacred outfit: sacred buckskins, covered over ninety-percent with bead and quillwork designed, the design of an ancient, with traditional symbolic apron signifying his had earned War Chief status and earned the respect of many ancients, ancestors and Chiefs.
His long hair braided had grown down to his knees, wrapped in red. Nevertheless, the impressive war bonnet still could not hide his braids. Few earn a double row of eagle feathers, but . . . the beauty number of feathers, style, and length, left no doubt SunHawk was a sacred spiritual medicine warrior who earned Great Honors and status, few Chiefs
receive. He had earned the right to wear a double-row war bonnet of eagle-feathers
trailing over three feet behind a six-foot tall man.
No matter what others may say, his crossing journey said a great deal about his life, in a presentation that left no doubt about the honors, respect by the Sacred Father, the Highest of the most High Council of Chiefs, and in the eyes of his father: SunHawk earned the rights and status given to Sacred Spiritual Medicine Warrior.
Telecasting my thoughts beyond having a one-way conversation with Grandmother M:
By the way, guardians and Archangel Michael, thanks for the backdoor answers after all of these years of questioning whom, what and why. Symbolic backdoor connection to an indirect backdoor answer implied by your messenger’s truth: Archangel Michael summons his son home. Strange, how this messenger arrives dressed in black, too. Question: Does the black represent the power of . . .
Okay more than Grandmother M listening in . . . with one clear resounding voice resonates across this conscious brain:
Avenging Archangels, Angels, and War Chiefs wear black when the time of great battles, are at hand. You should have no needed to ask, because you know the many
meanings of black, which also represents the warrior.
Okay, now I understand. Please understand said question . . . prior visits with
Archangel Michael he dressed in either full-white traditional buckskins with red and white trim or a couple of times in blue at council meetings. Can’t say that I have ever seen any in black prior to . . . nor angels with wings, for that matter. Instead, clouds under feet, which carry sacred mothers and angels when conditions require them to come close to earth to safeguard them from touching unholy ground.
Yes, child you should understand this Sacred Messengers or Heavenly Beings don’t require wings, for they move about in a flash: freewill means telepathic teleportation
at thoughts speed.
The only time I have seen what one might consider wings come flowing down the back
of the transporters; sacred white eagle feather attached to sacred bonnets that act as wings when transporting earthly spirits to sacred beings and/or those who refuse or don’t understand what is ordained for them. Yes, I am recalling the times, I wanted to stay when it came time to return, at a point my spirit desired to crossover and give up this earthly form. The Sacred Mothers said too much unfinished business required this life to remain on the physical plane, because this journey has many cycles to go. [Part One of Sacred Visitation/visions completed next section: Hand of the Eternal Sacred Father.]
[Reference to the bracelet and its importance in letting me know, his time had arrived, occurred with missing stones. For a couple of decades none of the stones departed, during his time of transcending then I encountered the Sacred Sun, a stone from my wedding bracelet disappeared, only thing I could sense it was departing with SunHawk. Instead of wedding rings SunHawk had a silver bracelet wedding bracelet made that represented the different elements of our sacred union. After he crossed not one stone has departed since and yet none wanted to stay in the spots the stones departed, during his crossing. I have tried to replace them and none stayed for even an hour, in SunHawk’s sacred places.]
Speeding Car Brain Teaser
How many real surprises in your lifetime of experiences can you say was/were one or
more powerful life altering experiences? The type where words linked to overwhelming, amazing, and/or miracle only cheapens any portion of this life experience, which surpasses the wild bird landing beside you in your bedroom type of positive surprise. I am talking about when it’s over it leaves everyone in awe, and questioning in wonderment . . . Are we . . . How did they . . . Where and what happen . . . Are we alive?
These question and more left eighteen people numb and seeking answers to what defied simple answers, if there is any earthly logic answers, which left one can only look at and seek answers to spiritual quantum blessings and physics. All seventeen in a stretch Cadillac Limousine, crossing Santa Monica Blvd received one sure surprise and introduction to spiritual quantum physics during a Saturday tour of recordings studios,
instead of movie studios soundstages and back lots. It is hard to say what was the last thing one street racer remembered and what happened to him in the aftermath of the shock and awe surprise he received just one intersection block west Santa Monica and Cole and landing at Vine Street.
What a difference a blink makes:
Instead of eighteen charred bodies, twisted in a flaming mess. Strong faith enacted
universal physics, or did all our guardians enacted universal/spiritual physics, after a prayer when personal senses warned of extreme danger. Prayers summons the record keepers into action and/or they activated one of any number of diverse jumps.
Once personal summons went out to request they protect the lives of many children. My words in a split-second: That’s it, grandfathers, we’re out of here. Eyes blinked and we were in another space twenty-six-yards away. However, none can explain what happened to missing minutes, In fact more than five-minutes had elapsed, before we touched down. Considering, the seriousness of short and long-term consequences, which link current lives to those of future generations can only be the factor or factors to redirect and dictate outcome of current events and individual personal state of affairs.
What aspect of universal/spiritual physics action can send us crossing through
what spiritual portal of time? Our jump did exchanged realities: did we go back in time or crossed through space into one or more alternate possibilities, which negated negative one and activated positive conditions of life and living. How many lives in alternate realtiy and futures are involved what happened when we jumped—unknown? Then maybe we only created a ripple effect by crossing space which influenced the need to reset time. Quantum physics has so many possibilities and this one by the way reality of events unfolded, leads one to assume, many aspects actually reset between speed of motion, light, and sound.
Can any one fully explain what would have or might have happened, when one car on a t-bone collision course . . . the last second I saw the car I can only estimate was the distance of a Rolling Stone Newspaper, folded in half, when I blinked? Away from enjoining his car with one stretch limo then stretching it in another direction, and sending us in an unwanted direction of more that hundred yards closer to Vine. The collision would have embedded me in the radiator first, along with children, the racecar
engine and driver would have been hard to separate, his car in motion. Not sure
what happened but everyone thought they remember a car, touching car, a flash,
and then . . . how long, before limo and all blink back into material reality more than three car lengths north of Santa Monica Blvd. on Cole. Okay how do we get
here, across the remaining six lanes, and crosswalk, what happened to the other
car . . . wait a minute are we alive?
Leading up to this outing adventures, the guilt of a workaholic mother, who worked non-stop, a minimum of four to five days without sleep: So much time away from home meant the children in this neighbor were all on the edge of being lost in the world
of teenage years, absent of parents and guidance. These children of parents on-call
24/7 working in the entertainment fields and felt abandoned and ignored. Their
parents only the support workers behind the camera, in so many support areas, all
working in the background, to ensure the famous look good and they keep their
jobs. Low paying jobs compared to the famous, they have to insure the famous are
loved by the public and the music studios, wasn’t any different.
The children of families that were not wealthy, rich or famous, suffered from lack of attention with parents who were hard-workers, to give their children a home, food, clothing and roof, which is why they worked the same type of crazy long hours, too. Just
to stay in the middle-low income range. The neighborhood we lived in eighty percent of the parents worked for different motion picture studios, the others did support services for the various studios, meaning the children had visited the lots and various shots so many times it was boring, they wanted to meet recording artists not actors. This mother was the only one that worked in a recording studio and had connections with the different studios in town . . . One night when I returned home after working over a hundred hours straight and they took advantage of guilt and played the blackmail, if you love us cards.
“Mother, are the Eagles still recording in the studio?”
“No, they’ve finished recording the tracks they wanted to record in our studio, tonight. Why?”
“Our friends wanted to see them. But if they can’t see the Eagle, they would enjoy a tour of the recording studios, if we could please? Who is recording, where? Can you get us into any of the other recording studios?”
Sorry girls, even with my connections it’s not possible to find out who’s recording where and when, we’ll just have to take our chances. Remember, Saturdays are the only time all of you school children can go, because that is the only time I will take you.”
“Mot-her-r . . . err?
“My way or it won’t happen. Do you all agree?”
“O’ . . . okay.”
After parental approval, I borrowed the studio’s stretch limousine Cadillac, to take my
three daughters and thirteen of their friends on a Saturday tour of the recording studios, with this mother their chauffeur. During the week I received permission from seven studios to bring the children on their personal guided tour, but NO promises of seeing any artists in session.
A few blocks from the third studio, northbound on Cole, heading to the fourth studio, on my list: What is this eerie uneasy condition coming in our direction? This strange sensation overpowers all my senses with feeling of violent danger, possible death, danger eclipsing emotions and spirit . . . . Why am I experiencing this massive
amount of red flags and danger signs flashing, with red rockets flaming high and going off in all direction, during a firefight in the middle of a war zone? Only these are symbolic of serious physical problems. . . .
Calling all guardians and sacred elders, things feels way out of balance. Danger, Danger Emergency, can’t explain why, but this is the heaviness impressions of impending doom, I have experienced in years. It has the sensation of one dark and
dangerous demonic cult against a family. I see several summonsed these demonic
forces to create serious harm to a couple of these children. Cannot explain it, but the danger is extreme. Not sure of why the danger, but I sense possible deaths?
Spirit-mind shouts Red Sun stop worrying and pray strong . . . .
Guardian—protectors, hear my heart; hear my spirit prays, emergency, emergency; I Red Sun summons one and all to come quick. Jesus, Mary and Joseph, Father, Son and Holy Ghost in the name of all that is Holy, I call all our guardians for emergency help and protection: Can’t explain why but I know we are soon be in need of strong protection and guidance. Calling all guardians, come quickly, come now danger at hand. What and where I am not sure but I do know this danger is at hand and will beyond question try to occur and without you take place? Quick flash of the traffic signal ahead changing from red to green and the words: The outcome depends on . . . . (Then conditions fade into void and silence, which training has taught me conditions depends on many factors.)
Prayers started three blocks south of Santa Monica Blvd, heading northbound on Cole Ave, when the panic call went out all the way to the red light on Santa Monica Blvd. “Okay everybody when the light turns green, we all need to lookout for dangers coming our way, maybe a truck or car. We need to divide the car in half, straight down the middle you seven on the right check for any and all westbound events, cars, trucks, planes or maybe a boat. We seven on the left side will check for eastbound fast-moving anything. Now the only two males watch the rear for any signs of danger. Look sharp something strong, dangerous, and deadly is coming and the outcome depends on us.
Yes, to answer the unasked question, I have a very big bad feeling, thus we all need to be watchful. Then I learned several of the girls also had received strong sensations of extreme danger. They had been praying, too. Nor could they say why, but they realized we won’t know what it is until it’s about to happen. ”
Light turned green, hold for ten-count, now slowly advance out across the crosswalk and parking lane, giving us clear views in all directions for miles and it appeared clear. Void and silences, what an experience with eerie-silence, straying long into the vast, void, vacant Santa Monica Boulevard as far as fifteen pair of eyes could see. This void, vacant, vastness, which even for a weekend along the boulevard, seemed surprising silent. Considering most, if not all the businesses on Santa Monica Boulevard from Santa Monica Beach, across Vine into downtown Los Angeles, except for a few tourist shops around Hollywood and Vine, closed on the weekend, even though Vine Street is heavily traveled and busy 24/7, which was my reason for taking less traveled streets.
Eastbound observers: Clear on the left, nothing coming for as far as we can see.
Westbound observers: “Ditto.” “Ditto.”
“Same on this side.”
Mother chauffeur checked all, directions and there was only one older model, black car, parked northbound across Santa Monica Blvd on Cole Ave.
Stepped on the gas pedal to advance at a normal speed: when panic filled the car with sixteen screaming children: “Oh . . . dame where did he come from?” The car was maybe two-hundred yards away on the outside line and closing fast, I gunned it. The outside racer disappeared, only then did we but the danger increased, since none of us saw him, until he was less than fifty yards away.
All the girls in frighten voices: “How did he get here? He is going to hit us! Where did he come from? . . . “How did he get so close so fast?” “We’re all dead.”
I looked left over my shoulder to discover one out-of-where (?) street racer, his
eyes full open, with mixed expressions of confusion and horror, reflecting more
white, tones of eyes and flesh than he did at birth. He was on a t-bone collision course and too close to escape accident, injuries, loses of life and loses to property. The car . . . only the distance of a Rolling Stone Newspaper, folded in half, away. Actual if I put my
arm out the window and I could touch his grill, this is how away from or close to enjoining racer with the stretch limo. Except this time instead of stretch lengthwise, it would become a U-shaped stretch limo or maybe looking something similar to an arrow with shaft in the middle.
The problem with this type of stretch means two would soon equal one. Try to imagine if you can, one sport car turning at least 210 mph, making his car the tool to creating a new design a new decoration of two by force, beginning with pushing and driving the driver-side metal, seats, passengers and all in a U-shape arrow, while bowing the passenger side some 50 TO 100 yards closer to Vine. Then only if both vehicles failed not to erupt
into flames, then maybe something will allow eighteen personages to escape the remodeling. Instead of turning forms into eighteen trapped and twist, bodies modeled
and twisted into the metal.
Seeing the danger, I refuse to let any harm come to these children I voiced to the guardians: Oh, no this isn’t going to happen, we’re out of here grandfathers, No harm or death to come to . . . . Eyes blinked, symbolic of refusing to accept death
coming, next thing I an aware of is hearing a couple of the girls . . .
“Wow that was cool!”
“How did we get here?”
“Where did he go?”
“Look there he is . . . up the light pole at Santa Monica and Vine.”
“Mom, back up so we all can see.”
This I have to see. Maybe we should take a couple of minutes for your chauffeur to examine these events?” Backing the car up and parking behind the lonesome
black car. “Let’s get out and take a closer look at the bigger picture.”
Passenger doors flying open: “Hey, everyone let’s go to the corner and check the idiot out.”
“Hey, gang before anyone does anything else; let’s take a second to give thanks to our protectors for our lives and whole bodies. We are alive, aren’t we?”
In the blink of an eye, quicker than a heartbeat we moved out of space and through space to another place: it’s the only explanation for how the lives of seventeen could have possible been saved. At his rate of speed he would have plowed straight through the limo. Worse case scenario: two cars, one mass of twisted metal with bodies embedded and charred.
“Mom, he must have been using this street as a drag strip, pushing his petal through the metal of his floor board.”
“The last any of us remember, we were only halfway through the center line [inside eastbound line] bracing for . . . then . . . did we dematerialized?
“Then we rematerialized, we must have dematerialized, in a different place minus the racecar and landing above that black car parked here.”
“Now look that him and his car appears to be screaming while hugging the lamp-post. Strange how the car is sitting on its back bumper, with all of his doors, hood and trunk popped open.”
“His car looks to be praying for help and giving thanks for its life.”
“No, it looks more like a frightened puppy.”
“How fast was he going for his car to climb the light pole, without any visible front-end damage?”
“Gee-wheeze, guys take a close look, don’t you agree his tires are hugging the lamppost. He must have been flung against the lamppost.”
“How long has it been since we jumped through space, Beam me up Scotty is what happened here? Then does that mean, we really did dematerialize and rematerialized, but who and how? Mom, what did you do this time?
“How have any of you paid attention, before we saw that car and mom stopped the car, the police and ambulance had already arrived on the scene. That makes we wonder how long before we rematerialized and where did we go?” All the children stand down
on the street with mouths wide open. Suddenly, they had to deal with the question of confusion about the entire episode.
“Okay, we can think about it on the way to the next studio, if you want or go some place get something to eat and talk this over or say you have had enough strange for the day and just head home. You girls decide and let me know where you want to go or stop? Take a vote and let me know, I will be in the limo.”
Sitting in the limo: Our Creator and guardians were good to us today. Can I ask a question: How did you set him at that 85-degree angle up the pole, and what is your reason for the symbolism of placing his car to give the appearance of a praying dog? Then too where did all of those cars, police car and ambulance come from so quickly. How long were we between realities? Okay, so it was more than ‘A’ question.
On our way home, the only thing fourteen girls and two boys could talk about was
the experience of dematerializing and rematerializing or whatever . . . that was cool. They knew life around mom was out of the ordinary, but this experience helped them realize how powerful heaven’s blessings can be and what amazing things angels are capable of doing. What we do know about the speeding car incident, it was a lesson in what the faith of a mustard seed can do.
One of the girls asked that made me feel good. “How many of you have heard experiences of friends and/or loved ones in the military, who had a spiritual physics experience during combat of some unexplained experiences, which saved their lives or the lives of a friend?”
StillsWater very aware of spiritual physics and guardian angels: You know, what I even observe from teachers is how unaware they are of the world around them if not written it doesn’t matter. The only physical behavior of physics and its abilities, they reflect in their
unspoken behavior of . . . I do not want to think. That means, unless science proves it or has issued a paper on it its not so, since science has not proved it. That is instant rejection and narrow thinking, which reflects their denial of reality, and says if I refuse to accept or believe truth, it is easier to live my life without thinking . . . furthermore, I don’t want to know. Truth, things are not possible by rejection, it is easier to set the limits on research of personal abilities, than to believe and develop our life along the lines of personal development by acceptance of and learning the conditions of living with indigenous spiritual science. Besides, none of us would be here right this minute if not
for spiritual physics.”
Once StillsWater spoke up, it seems all the children had some interesting analysis of events and interesting ways of putting it, many times one would say a couple of words and someone would add to it and then . . . the following are some of the things they had to say that made sense:
- Spiritual quantum physics, equals intervention and transportation of sixteen life forms inside one large luxury car and including cars and personalities.
- Folding of space, Influences on lifeline in space-time, which repositions life
conditions, movements, motions within in everyone’s lifeline of events,
- By moving in one direction or another thus is creates the changing motion, action, and interactions of the yin and yang of universal consciousness
- Thus, we can say folding space allows for the recreate of different but desired spiritual and life outcomes.
- Guardians move us through space to a different point in a different reality in order to adjust or prevent some series of events or protect and remove us from crossing when it is not our time.
- Then they bring us back in order to insure we accomplish our prime directive, isn’t that right Mom? (All the children only knew me by the name of Mom.)
- Mom? Isn’t that what most non-spiritual people would consider a miracle and thinking people like us, would consider spiritual physics intervention by guardians.
All right my children “What I find sad is how so many people fail to examine what a beauty gift of blessed knowledge, one receives, during these experiences, which gives people an abundance of spiritual wealth, when one takes the time to analysis event and the information inside said interventions. All too often the information within some experience, one receives, the person fails to understand. It one remembers one statement in spiritual scriptures and the bible, life would have reached a more sacred place. Remember hearing the words: ‘This that I can do you can do and event greater.’ So now, humanity shortsightedness tells them, spiritual physics is not real. Quantum physics and jumping into and through space is impossible.
Reality check, If people had decided to accept ones connection to, with and indigenous people knowledge and uses of spiritual/mental physics, many centuries ago, we would have created a better understanding and awareness of our universe. Think about all the things that are out of balance, how in school you fear things that are different, and what you do to degrade, or get rid of that which you don’t understand. All of life is an adventure of lessons and journeys, and you are allowing your fear to drive you. What you
need to learn is to experience and get to know and understand what you fear, to bring about wisdom, spiritual/mental/physical, harmony, and balance.
People including you children need to understand we have many forms of communications, which can be constructive and/or destructive. Productive leads to improvements in yours and the lives of others, destructive communications can bring disappointment in your life, countless others, and our universe. Remember, destructive communications and thought forms are a contagious illness. If spiritual physics is possible, then all things are possible? Get the picture what we learn and understand or reject is the foundation of our life. Programming of self also adds to the programming of
the universe. We can help with its sacred balance and spiritual advancements. Remember, we are part of the universal consciousness.
Here is an experiment to mentally decided to discover what happens if you apply daily conscious use to increase your knowledge and awareness of personal spiritual/mental and universal quantum physics. You might not discover much at first, but keep a positive direction and project positive improvement in your life and family, but make sue you are
not mentally projecting selfish or greedy thoughts.”
This gave us all plenty to think about for several weeks trying to understand what happened were the affects short or long term. This only led to more questions, no answers, and several hypotheses, without one conclusion. Nevertheless, reset, another beginning raised us out of the ashes from what could have been our ending. The value of one or more, no ending, awakens one with another key to knowledge if one wants to open the window of knowledge. The gift so many people fail to acknowledge.
Side Bar begins: [This incident was after the girls’ protection from fire in
exploding candle wax and StillsWater recovery from JRA when she was at the
brink of death, received the gift of life anew and exploring spiritual physics
of miracles. Primary objectives and prime directive required exploration and
experiences of indigenous sciences, along with deeper research into, and
awareness of, traditional culture and spiritual physics. This in time provided
the catalysis for writing the series on Guardians Do Exist.] : Side Bar ends
Grandmother M Revered Mentor to Red Sun
Grandmother M far beyond sacred spiritual mentor to one Red Sun, for she was also a Sacred Spiritual Advisor, Savior, Spiritual Teacher, Guardian and Protector to countless numbers of people. Yes, in truth, one amazing person whose persona awakened people to the realization of their sacredness to universal life. A sacred savior who walked in the sainthood of unique saints on par with Sister Teresa, and Pope John Paul II, however, her sacred journey was the forerunner, of the two most recognized saintly people of the last-half of 20th Century. Grandmother M was a sacred spiritual savior in the first-half of the 20th Century. Yes, the people in many parts of the world perceived her, in the same light that Red Sun learned to perceive the one whose life she saved on numerous occasions.
The reason I say around the world has to do with all the calls and visits she received from
around the world asking her for guidance and prayers. No matter where we went, where we stopped across this nation, strangers to Red Sun, would go out of there way, for they felt it their duty to tell Red Sun and everyone else in hearing range about how wonderful Grandmother M was. A woman the majority of people (even Priest) referred to with respect using endearing supportive adjectives to their noun: Sacred Mother, Saintly Guardian, Spiritual Teacher, Saint M, or Sacred Mother M the Saint. If I had a penny for all the times they spoke of and called her Sacred Mother M, it would have help me remember the number of times people would give witness to how grateful they were she came into their lives and maybe I would have been rich, but I doubt it.
Those that gave witness would speak of her greatness and the blessings they received by her prayers and sacred spiritual touch. The Sacred Mother provide the foundation I
build my life on, but my path was not the same as hers, for the Era of Sacred Guardian Light, has changed to Sacred Spiritual Guardian Warriors. We are currently in the era of darkness foretold in Revelations. The Green Serpent and Red Serpent are actively seeking the destruction of humanity.
Grandmother M not only a saintly spiritual mother of the peoples, who was an herbalist, sacred medicine woman and complete spiritual healer of spirit, mental, and physical
being, she was a spiritual teacher and sacred guardian. Born on the Ojibwa
reservation in the late 1800’s in Nebraska where her training began at an early age and continued into her teenage years, under the guidance of sacred spiritual/medicine elders.
At three years of age, the elders became aware she was one of the chosen for them to teach and guide. Awareness began with messages from the Sacred Ones she delivered combined with certain spiritual skills she exhibited; awaken the spiritual medicine elders to her. The guardians and spiritual guides expanded her training, every day and year of her life, since she was one of a handful considered truly sacred. What happened to the students of her sacred teachers’ that ranged in age between one-hundred and eighty years, when she was a young student? What I did learn about her training and the training of her teachers who were the eldest of the sacred spiritual medicine elders, all began training around the same age, three, or four. They began their training with the eldest of sacred spiritual
medicine elders, until time to learn from others. This was the way to continue
with the sacred knowledge of the ancients, forward to help the people.
Unfortunately, people who had no knowledge of the sacred universe feared the sacred teachings, and the unknowing taught many to fear and hate the sacred ways of our people.
Laws had been in place to punish anyone that followed the sacred traditions, indigenous
cultures, and teachings. Along with the way people treated Indigenous Natives off the reservations. Only a few had the courage to learn the ways of the whites and keep the sacred indigenous fire of our ancestor traditions. Few accepted the ways of the ancients while others cared to learn sacred wisdom, and maintain sacred spiritual knowledge, which covered more than a few herbal medicines. In many ways, I wish the reservation, remained in Nebraska, but the Dust Bowl closed the reservation and its people displaced.
Grandmother M’s name will never be found in any history book, or in any book of “Who’s Who”, but her name and spirit could be found in the hearts of thousands who loved and cared for her dearly. Thousands out of respect called her Mother or Grandmother M, too. Although, in truth most people who knew her, believed she was a Heavenly Messenger or Sacred Mother sent to them by the Sacred Father. Others believed she was some sort of
an Angel, Saint, or Savior, because she was the pivoting point in their lives. One simple woman known to hundreds of thousands, as Sacred Mother M and Savior never wrote a book or held any political office, nor was she a movie star. Grandmother M was never a paid Foreign Ambassador of Record but she was an unofficial Ambassador of Goodwill, everywhere she went. Mainly because, she always believed one person could make a difference and she wasn’t afraid to take on the challenge. Regardless, to the people who really knew her, what really mattered to them, she was a very important and special part of their lives.
She had a special type of spiritual motivation, respect, and ability to help people, plus she had a special knack for gathering much needed support and supply from others, along with being their goodwill ambassador. Notwithstanding, her greatest extraordinary ability everyone should have . . . completely blind to a person’s color, race, and nationality. She
treated everyone equal with the same life courtesy, respect, love, and caring, wherever she went. She did not judge or assume anything beyond the best of each individual for no matter what one did with their life or in their past their present is what matters. Through her eyes, she taught me, we are all equal in the eyes of the Sacred Ones and the Eternal Father of Light and Life. For only he knows his reason for the different cultures, nationalities, colors and races. (My personal opinion, it makes it easier when people are praying to keep track of them and to teach all throughout the universe . . . eternal love and
Grandmother M gave life to Red Sun
Born to one and raised by another since my spiritual life did not begin at her side, only developed at a more rapid pace after spiritual guardians called Grandmother M, to rescue Red Sun, an infant of less than a year, from those that accepting pay to kill the child and mother. Several things worked in favor of not ending Red Sun’s life: One, a priest involved
in the break-in received inspiration from a vision to place Red Sun in Grandmother M’s hands. It seems the priest went on the raid of pain and death to ensure the Jesuits, Red Sun was no longer a threat. He wrapped the Red Sun in a death bundle wrap, before going outside and placing the infant in Grandmother M’s hands. Second her and the priest arranged to steal me away from the killers of my relations, before the killers plotted to enter the home and kill all necessary, prior to ending my life and breathe.
First rescue signaled the beginning of many survival struggles and embraced in her protective barriers against dead, considering death challenged the two of five times
before her crossing. The second incident occurs when jealousy tosses Red Sun
into the bathtub; Grandmother M received a vision during lunchtime and left
work to drive more than halfway across Fresno, to rescue one child under water.
History, of the second rescue of Red Sun which caused temporary death, was created by her daughter who was filled with dark angry, hatred, and jealousy, so she throw me in a
bathtub and drown me. For whatever her reasons after holding me under water for five minutes, until she considered me dead. My lungs filled with water, my heart stopped, and I wanted to learn how to breathe the oxygen out of the water. Once I stopped moving, jealousy left me in the bathtub long enough for jealousy to smoke several cigarettes and enjoy a fresh pot of coffee, she brewed after leaving me face down in the water.
The Sacred Mother of the Roses, held me in her arms waiting for Grandmother M, to arrive and pull me from the bathtub. The Sacred Mother told me it was not my time to cross because thousands of lives depended on me and they would perish needlessly without me. Yes, the combination of spirit-guides, Sacred Mother of Roses aka Sacred Mother of the Sacred Son of Light Eternal, who summonsed and assisted Grandmother M to restore my life possessed the ability to fooled those that sought my death. Okay, my
crossing was only temporarily, but it gave me a great deal of insight and some wonderful lessons. Truth, I enjoyed meeting the Sacred Mother of the Roses, she held me in her arms and refused to let me cross beyond the vortex of temporary crossing, surrounded by a few of my guardians, which became the first time I heard my prime directive, spoken by the Sacred Ones.
Crossing Ceremony a Major Declaration of Love
If one did not know her, the appearance of millions of flowers, and so many special arrangements, said the truth to all . . . this
was a great person. However, besides flowers people sent money help to pay for the additional materials required for the gathering. The millions of flowers cleaned out every florist within a two-hundred miles radius, of Fresno. Nevertheless,
one of the best expression and examples of sacred love and respect: could not only be sensed in the hearts, but via the faces and hands of over a hundred people, who spent three days and nights, weaving a floral tapestry, a storyteller history to honor her teachings, for within their heart this became their way to honor her.
October 1953, not too long after we moved back to Fresno, California, I came of age the hour Grandmother M transformed from a Sacred Grandmother into a Sacred Saint and
Spiritual Guardian: which changed her from Red Sun’s mentor, guardian, teacher, guide, protector, and lifesaver (numerous times), from the hour she embraced me until the Sacred Ones summonsed her across to become a Sacred Elder.
By profession Grandmother M, worked with the American Red Cross and Salvation Army, USO, missionary, migrate worker and a wonderful sacred spiritual cook. The way she cooked she gave it a sacred healing power, which helped heal the heart, mind, and spirit of those that enjoyed her cooking. This information a few priest and nuns related: No matter
how many came to partake of her cooking there was always enough food with food
leftovers. It seems no matter how sick a person was in heart, mind, or spirit after they had partaken of a couple sacred spiritual meals she cooked, each person began to reveal signs of a sacred healer influencing their lives.
Many declared Grandmother M their mortar, if not their cornerstone of life, she gave them inner-strength, and spiritual guidance, for in many and/or unique ways she saved countless people from starvation—spiritually and physically—prior to, and during depression era, as well as, WW II. She helped many survive, through and by using spiritual
awareness; thus her teachings gave them spiritual strength, and guidance; which
gave them inner-strength to help save their lives and the lives of many more.
It seems her gifts did multiply in wondrous ways, for what she gave one, they shared with others, and the power grew. [Today many lives indirectly own their lives to her and many more received help from agencies she inspired others to
To casual observers, who were not aware of Grandmother M, observing the number of people, preparing for and/or attending her honoring ceremony and services, they would have assumed her a VIP, Foreign Ambassador, Diplomat, Head of State, or someone
outstandingly famous. In truth, she was a very humble person, but in the hearts of thousands she was an Ambassador of Goodwill. One uniquely special person, who proved far more than an important part of their lives; okay she was not outstandingly famous, in the universal Who’s Who registry, but one of the most sacred in the spiritual registry of universal life. Interesting how each one, in their own way, for reasons of their own, had to attend personally pay their most humbled admirations and give her the numerous sacred gift of love and respect they also carried from others, who traveled through each ambassador in spirit.
People for centuries have said a person’s sacred gathering at the time of his/her
crossing, is a testimonial to the way each person lived his/her life; and how said
person impacted the lives of others, if this is so the gathering to honor Grandmother M’s sacred crossing spoke universal volumes. In truth, each person who journeyed to her crossing ceremony, proved each one, in truth, a sacred ambassador, a sacred voice and one spirit equaled to hundreds and even thousands of other personalities, who unable to attend. Each ambassador came with sacred spiritual love, and reverence, with a sacred humbleness. In truth, each ones journey became a test filled personal sacrifice; which added enrichment to their spiritual journey of sincere admirations. Slow moods of transportation in the 50’s required several extra days before two services for the Sacred Mother could take place. Family and city wanted to allow people time to complete their
important journey, knowing many were enduring great hardship, to travel from
distant lands for her honoring ceremonies.
For those of you who are not aware of environmental conditions, it was a time before televisions in one out of every five homes. What few televisions were in homes only received a couple of channels, which televised six to eight hours each day, and then only
in black and white. However, most areas and nations had no concept of what television was or how it worked other than a word for an electric box that captured pictures from waves. Newspapers carried most of the information and news in print, while certain people could communicate with wireless aka shortwave radios. Most people sent telegraphs, and/or snail mail, and only made urgent phone calls outside their local area, so the average people seldom made long distant phone calls; since telephone calls for the average person was expensive. Most people only watched and learned international news from newsreels in theaters. Airplanes, meant a few days sooner, but they did took days to get people from point A to B rather than hours.
The harshness of travel during the early 1950s did not prove easy on the people making the journeys. In fact few peopl, in this day and age, are able to comprehend or even remember these days, but most suffered a great deal to make it to her crossing ceremonies. The majority of people traveled day and night, on trains, in cramped cars, in campers, a few chartered buses, some traveled by numerous forms of transportation. Some took horse and buggy, and/or boat to plane, along with many other types of transportation to get on a plane, which still required several flights, with numerous lay overs, while some were lucky enough to only travel by a few modes of transportation, or catch a couple of flights. Their journeys and the amount of suffering most endured became a very powerful testimony of her sacredness and importance to the people her life touched.
Each ambassador was the personification of volumes, equal to hundreds or thousands of
individuals, each. Those who for any number of reasons were not able to attend the crossing services donated money so their elected ambassador could carry their sacred message of love. Ambassadors in attendance arrived with sacred love from every state, reservation, nation, and country, around this planet. The guest book recorded over 5,000 people that had managed to attend and the countless places they came from to attend her crossing ceremony, along with list of people each ambassador represented; to honor one so dear to them.
Honestly, I can say I was stunned when I started talking to people and learned many had
journeyed from places like Cape Cod, South Africa, Japan, Italy, England, China, Australia, Philippines, Mexico, South America, Central America, Germany, Iceland, Australia, Greenland, Alaska, Hawaii, and Canada, and many countries from around the world and Africa. What I found even more interesting are the many heads of state arrived from the Polynesian Islands and the Philippines, too. The list included a couple from Russia, along with hundreds of points all across the United States.
The planning for the services required more than a family involvement, this required the mayor and city council involvement, for they had to restrict the number of ambassadors unless; we took the services out of Fresno to San Francisco or Los Angeles football stadiums. Yet, everyone felt a football stadium would not have been a respectful place for Grandmother M. Fresno could only handle four-thousand, which still would require every
hotel and motel to over book and still everyone that knew Mother M, also opened
their homes to accommodate more of her friends, even floors at a couple of
ballrooms were completely booked, until no one could handle any more.
Another one of her longtime friends, the Head of the Catholic Diocese for the Fresno area, offered the largest church in town, however, it could accommodate approximately four-thousand inside for her services, which meant loud speakers in the outer rooms for
people to listen to the services. Nevertheless, family needed to add bleachers outside to accommodate the overflow, along with placing additional loud speakers around the church. Regardless, the day of the services the available room in the church and on the bleachers was not enough seats to accommodate all that arrived, which meant this left many standing outside, in the aisles, along with other had to stand among the floral tapestry journey, set up for those who arrive to honor one sacred woman’s crossing.
Yes, the hundreds of thousands of flowers in thousands of floral arrangements from countless people, hard to know whom and what count of those in attendances sent these arrangements, and how many of these arrangements were from how many not in attendance. With so many flora designs and the countless amount of flowers used in the flora tapestry, made it hard to know from whom and where did the flowers came from . . . those attending or how many of the thousands not able to attend.
Card count said over three-thousand floral arrangements for five times that many who sent money. The walls of the church appeared covered with thousands upon thousands of flowers, with thousands more were surrounding the outside of the church, too. Thankfully, someone or several managed to take charge and handle the massive amount of floral arrangements covering every inch of the church, except for walkways, seating area, and essential space requirements, inside and outside the church.
This child standing in the middle of the church staring-up at them could not help but wonder how they had managed to stack so many floral arrangements a good ten feet high, in rows, up against the walls. This gave me the sensation of reaching high towards Heaven to Honor my Grandmother M, honestly, there were more than enough floral arrangements to fill every inch of space in the church, leaving no room for people to walk or sit.
Roses Parade style of floral tapestry spoke of her favorite life lessons. River of Life a full woven tapestry of flowers covering the entire back of the bleachers, and even more taking people on a floral journey: along a River of Life Journey, on life’s river that flows, widens and narrows, twists and turns. During this journey one takes one arrives at different places for reflection with flora storyboard to honor Grandmother M’s reflection, which helped to guide people on their spiritual journey. The entire river of life guides one on a journey all the way around and into the church. In the church, the floral river carries one up to a beautiful sculptured angel. It gave one the sensation of sacred love and blessings, besides the attendance of ambassadors. One arrives to witness a wondrous sacred flora angel standing above and keeping watch over Sacred Mother M, standing with her hands in pray, at her feet.
Floral Tapestry presented a sacred river sent forth from the rising sun, cradled in the scared mountains of our Earth Mother. Their combination of forces joined in a sacred
way to create and bring life forth into the sacred River of Life. The Sun represented the Sacred Light Eternal of the Father who is the Highest of the Most High. The Father joined forces with Earth our Sacred Mother.
The two sacred forces of our life send its love and blessing forth across the land representing her sacred River of Life. The floral river takes one on a journey all around the grounds, behind the church, around the other side and guides one into the church, up to two Guardian Angels standing over and looking into the coffin. Something in that journey helped uplift, enlighten,
and bless the spirits all that took the journey.
Whereas the outside of the church, was a wonderment to me, how they laid out and designed her teachings with all the floral arrangements, giving one the impression they were walking up and down through a beautiful floral garden while experiencing ones spiritually life journey. All the different rows of floral arrangements extended in rows
covering the entire church grounds, minus the walkways and driveway. However, some had taken the time to arrange and organize a massive floral arrangement on the back of the bleachers in such a manner, it looked like a waterfall of flowers beautifully flowing from the top of the bleachers to the ground and the rest took us on the Sacred River of Life Journey.
Pivot point not all experiences do we readily realize their sacred life lessons:
Spirits are eternal and made up of eternal energy of light and life, I had been the last one allowed to view her physical form, in the coffin. Wow, did I start to cry, because she was gone and I would no longer have her guidance, with only a few left in the church, she and two others make their presences known. Someone popped me upside the back of my head from a spirit hand, and awaken my spirit to hear her calling my name. I looked to my
left to witness her standing beside me dressed in the same manner as on her form, with two Guardian Angels dressed in suits standing on either side of her. They had allowed Grandmother M to spend a few minutes with me in spirit and private.
Grandmother M did all the talking:
Red Sun, now I want you to stop that crying you are not crying for me you are crying for your loss of me and that is not fair. I
cannot move on to where I need to go until you accept my crossing and release me to take my sacred journey. Know it was my time and you will never be alone you will receive several more sacred guardians, protectors, teachers and mentors that will help you learn and complete your lessons to become the one
you are here to become.
From what I see, ahead for you they are going to need to send a village. My earthly journey has changed to sacred guardian. Your journeys are still ahead of you and remember thousands of lives depend on you or hundreds of thousands will perish needlessly. Know this my child . . . I have always loved you and I always will love you, my sacred child, Red Sun.
The guardians beside her explained, she needed to make many stops and it was time for them to travel. M bend down gave me a kiss on my left cheek, and they flew away. I stopped crying and moaning for her, my spirit knew it was her time to go and help the
masses for she had earned her place among the High Council of Sacred Mothers. Over
the next couple of days I did receive several maybe ten or more guardian teachers, guides, lesson givers and tricksters to help me learn many valuable lessons, and the teachings were pure, without distortion. They came to take her place to watch after and take care of me. Life lessons, adventures, journey and experiences, I will be writing about and
taking you and numerous from early years to current experiences and journeys.
Sacred Secret Life of Grandmother M’s foundation that enhanced her spiritual life journey:
- A spiritual guide, sacred guardian, missionary teacher, and sacred healer,
inasmuch as, she was and is among the few who obtain the sacred oneness.
- She understood and learned sacred spiritual values lessons of cultural,
traditional, sacred spiritual ways, skills, philosophy, psychology, and
- Visited the sacred spiritual village, learned the roots and teachings of medicine
- After the Ojibwa teachers, during her life journey she learned and shared with a
number of truly loved, honored and sacred spiritual medicine elders.
- Her journey took her across many Southwest and Northwest reservations and back to the North Dakota, South Dakota, and Montana Reservations
where she rescued me.
- Her life journey life and taught portions of countless generations of elders
lives of sacred traditions, visions, and spiritual guidance based on
experiences linked to values, visions/visitation combined with past and
current eternal spirit life imparting insights and awareness.
- The basic lessons she learned from the sacred spiritual medicine elders, based
her daily life on spiritual values of helping others with dreams to make
this a better place when she left.
- Spiritual truth, she used the traditional ways to guide and teach.
- She based her faith in prayers, since truth comes in understanding through and
- Life experiences take one on journeys of adventure, which awakens one to
inner-abilities to receive the gifts of truth.
- Once individuals learn to connect with ones sacred eternal spirit and
spirit-heart amazing things can happen, life combine values of spiritual
influences learns with sacred universal knowledge, and spiritual physics to
travel on many levels.
- However, she enjoyed working with the Red Cross and Salvation Army, helping people regain their self-respect and assisting in the guidance of people on their
journey of awakening to obtain their true inner worthiness and abilities.
- She was not my biological Grandmother M, but the one that received several
visions to rescue Red Sun, guard, protect, and teach in the child in
sacred/spiritual medicine ways.
- Life was interesting learning at her knee, through the eyes of others, and by
Many things one can only interpret, via experience filters, each one an interactive connection with ones total being, sacred spirit-heart, and eternal-spirit quickly connects each to ones sacred family of ancestors and relations. Each connection means all directions of sacred universal knowledge are void of spiritual/universal—time/space
separation, which links all to oneness of past, present and future relations.
Hey I am older than fifty-five and still cannot understand, why and the reason for my
journey here, which I have received the same message during a number of visitations and visions. The second time, spirit left its form temporarily, when I fell three-story into sandy earth.
Remember, the expression of Walking on Water; pure faith and Grandmother M, is the only person I, actually did witness on numerous occasions, walk above the ground, and not touch the leaves, paper, or roses pedals. One of her sacred gifts . . . the Gift of Faith’s Sacred Walks, above earth and water, each time she finished praying for others, revealed sacred spiritual proof of her prayers and faith. Actually, I have not heard of the gift other than reading about Jesus Christ and some Tibetan Monks that could walk above this earth, but I have not witnessed.
The first couple of times, at five years of age, I can remember not believing what my eyes
witnessed, so I researched ways to determine, if truth or imagination. A friend’s parents that wanted to know gave me dried rose pedals and onionskin paper to put down across her path. After she moved across, not one pedal moved or did she imprinted any type of impression 200 lbs. on the roses or onionskin paper.
The second time we choice to place wheat flour designs on top of new onionskin paper. After she crossed over the paper, neither displacement of flour nor disruption of designs,
nor any imprints on any of the one-hundred sheets of paper we put down and reviewed wearing cloth gloves, which Leo’s mother gave us to use. Beyond the sheets of paper, we witnessed no deposit of flour, or footprints touched any place beyond the paper.
This amazing expression of spiritual love and physics I experienced with her was part of her healing powers. Truth, many other people observed her spirit walks, at various times, which was one among many amazing experiences, and factors of spiritual purification and healings for life improvements, the receivers recognized they received from a true Heavenly Saint, not a pretender.
One side effect:
We cook much together, yet she taught me numerous lessons, for the food and cooking could carry many lessons and the medicines in the food, helped to heal: spirit, mind, body, and heart. However, after her crossing my misplaced love and emptiness I drowned in cooking and eating food. I felt the more I could eat the closer she was to me when I cooked to fill my empty spirit and heart. All I cook I ate and gained a hundred and twenty-five pounds, in less than a year. Yes, I came close to eating my spirit and body to death; since she left I thought I walked alone. For a time I failed to realize the major lesson I experienced the day of her crossing. Yet, not until I could face the pain and stop the weight gain, did spiritual growth and awareness catch up with my weight gain.
Not until the
weight gain completed its purpose, and the time turned right for loss of weight, which then began to take me on another strange journey. Interesting, how even in the losing of weight gain pain, I was also able to release such great pain and replace it with even greater spiritual insight. For the journey to lose weight became a series of strange adventures. During the slimming down, I quickly learned how jealous the daughter of Grandmother M really had become of a teenager. Once again I stood alone, and facing her jealousy, many great life lessons, and spiritual awareness increased shapely with every ounce lost.
On my true eighteenth birthday, I began to blubbered for three days and nights solid, and
I have not cried again. After my three days of tears that emptied and cleansed my heart and spirit of all sorrow, hurt, anger and pain I heard the sacred drums calling me home to meet with the Great Spirit, Sacred Mother of the People and my relations. Four days consecutively, Sacred Father the Holiest of Mothers and the Sacred Council of the Holiest of Archangel Chiefs called to stand with them during sacred ceremonies, then my bedroom wall they had turned into a portal to the Sacred Realm. Then Grandmother M had received a summons, to attend, as well.
Prelude to the Writer
Where the Writer Awakens:
Awareness of a life journey is a gift and talent I always knew was a given, long before I could walk or read. Guardians impressed on me, writing is one very powerful, and important tool in my life and something I would have to do to help the children. Interesting, how my first writings got me expelled from sixth grade before earning and Honorary PhD in Psychology and a minor in Physics from UCLA. Okay, in sixth grade; the teacher graded my report with FOUR very large FAIL, and the following reasons: (1) FAIL = theft of intellectual property; (2) FAIL = for plagiarism and copying intellectual property; (3) FAIL = trying to pass someone else’s work off as your own, and (4) FAIL = Indians are too stupid to create such superior research. Too Stupid . . . I am too stupid to do quality work . . . this is not my research? How dare you assume I was a theft; which when and why I challenged him, he had me expelled.
The arrogant teacher’s behavior might have berated someone else enough to destroy his or her self-image or even cause him or her to lose heart in life. He had no cause to scream and cuss at me; all because he was convinced I copied it and understood nothing within a report of more than four-hundred pages, with an additional one-hundred pages of diagrams connecting human organs and brain, with subconscious activation of energy and interaction on physical, psychological development. The teacher’s prejudice assumed I lacked intelligence because of my heritage and thus falsely accused me of stealing a
doctorate from a professor’s trunk. Why he was convinced he clarified by saying my report was one excellent superb doctorate, which earned this f highly intelligent scholar, top honors, along with his PhD and professorship.
Without missing a beat he turns and looks straight at me and shouted: Look you stupid girl where did you get this doctorate and who did you steal it from, I would love to meet and study under this professor?
Arrogant child speaks out: Gee, thanks. Now what can this professor tell you, you see I am the one you call professor standing before you SIR? This is all my research, this that you call intellectual masterpiece belongs to my five years of research, and training. All of what you admire, I put it all together for this local Science Fair, considering I could not think of anything else for the fair. The only help I received when drafting up the report, Glen Hunter make me an outline of the style and form required for professional presentation, and I did the rest. Currently scientists claimed we only used ten-percent of our brain; which I realized at five years of age was an untruth. Now you have the arrogance to expel me for your arrogances. Five years of gathering information, created a five-hundred page doctorate; and expulsion from sixth grade.
Stage Two: With a new courage inside, I demanded a fair hearing before the schools review board; which inspired them to summons another panel of professors from UCLA. Regardless, the outcome of review board hearing, the first meeting made me feel good, since I cleared my name and in my heart proved the spiritual foundation of indigenous
sciences, and our people had always had a much deeper awareness of humanities, environment, physics, quantum psychics, psychology, and psychic. Stage Three: I
received an Honorary PhD in Psychology and minor in Physics along with offer for a full scholarship to UCLA, after junior high school, but life . . .
During the interviews I went even deeper into my research; where I proved we needed to
study health conditions in combination with physiological conditions, psychological influences, and environments. However, I did not have the lab or equipment to prove the chemical changes created by unseen influences and in many cases how unrecognized energies play on a person’s health conditions. Thus the only environment influences I could diagram, dealt with family dynamics’, telepathic environments, spiritual or lack of spirituality, positive and negative energies, massive influences on conscious and sbconscious environments, too. This also implied the unknown whys to causes of various health problems and how can some people handle these conditions differently than others;
combined with what can be done to improve health, in addition to researching what are the variables in the same family environments that can cause and create environmental influences on a persons and families health.
Five years of research combined with analysis, observations, interview, along with analyzing behaviors of people from body language to words and voice expression and
reactions; traversing many career fields, cultures, backgrounds, and lifestyles, all part of my project, and not something I had copied. Yes I spent a great deal of time and energy to study, analyze, and observe environments by using sensory perception, personal interactions, along with telepathic connection, and animal observation and many a night being a peeping tom which gave me a lot of good information. Strange how five years equaled observation of close to 500 (mothers, fathers, children, and even animals to find answers to my compound questions of what caused and created different conditions I had
to know the harm and damage telepathic energies can create and produce.
Environments, conscious and subconscious communications and energies impacts every person within across space and time, matters not if recognized or unrecognized on any
level of communications and energy influences, since all condition can influence all of us in one way or another. Energies and thought-forms create different positive and negative degrees of programming: Energy patterns, lights without impurities, brilliant colors, crystal flakes of transparencies are positive verses negative energy of hostilities, lights with darkness and shadows, impure flakes bringing pain and deception, colors with impurities and lights lost in confusion on individual’s psychological and physiological environments.
Certain energies and thought-forms can in some instances activate dangerous environments on all aspect of individual physiological, mental, and emotional via subconscious programming, on a person’s physical, emotional and uncertain lifestyles, which might take years for one to recognize what became the impart on one’s life.
Such dysfunctional problems can cause heart problems on one person, another to
overeat, while it causes another to develop cancer, lung, and kidney problems too, in addition a wide variety of other problems. Many problems react to subliminal communications more rapidly under hostile conditions, especially, when one is not fully aware one is sensitive to telepathic communications on subliminal levels. Very serious problems can occur when one lacks the knowledge they can receive various forms of psychic transmission or they are a transceiver using numerous levels of conscious and subconscious communications equals serious to extreme danger.
Okay, back to the teacher that should have never been a teacher and why the arrogant
teacher thought I was stupid comes from being dyslexic; thus in addition he believed along with not liking minorities, the white race possess superior intellect; which was a very bad assumption and belief on his part:
Originally called Einstein Syndrome equal Dyslexia, but researchers and government changed the name to degrade those that were able to think outside the box and connected
spiritually with the universe. Intellectual Truth: dyslexic peoples are just the opposite they are highly intelligent with the ability to connect with the universal consciousness. Most test out with high IQ’s and strong awareness and the only thing about dyslexic persons, we think and see in pictures and not words and we can create and assembly larger details with our minds that those that think in words and numbers only.
I am dyslexic not stupid, and I based my research on spiritual insight using telepathic
communications, collective consciousness, spiritual oneness based on my sensory
observation/recognition and intuitive abilities, psychic awareness, and spiritual
training, combined cultural and traditional knowingness and experiences, and life
knowledge. This I used and incorporated with the amazing teaching and education
ways of Grandmother M using Indigenous Native Science, Psychology, Physics, and
Quantum Physics, not from the establishment of white institutions of higher education, but from centuries of ancient wisdom and knowledge, taught from the ones who maintain the sacred wisdom and ancient truths. It seems many Indigenous children are dyslexic; the word dyslexic is another work for thinking outside the box aka Einstein Syndrome. We have the ability to see beyond the four walls of society and accomplish even greater things.
[The teacher belonged to the same Neo-Nazi organization the one that called herself my mother belonged too. She was not my mother only one paid to take in a child and never let the child know where she belonged. Who would want to believe an Indigenous Native could outthink a Nazi German.]
Yellowstone Powerful Autocatalysis Instructor
Second Day: A Journey with and beyond Yellowstone
How changes began to play out, during the trip to see Grandmother M:
Looking from inside the cocoon out, seeing the world in shades of crystal colors each one extra brilliant inside the cocoon of strong spiritual energy. However, for physical eyes to see into the cocoon, they saw a child, but for spirit to look-in their visions were blocked, they might have been able to sense something, but their telepathic connections or communications a powerful energy blocked. Grandmother M, in conjunction with Mother Earth, the Sacred Ones, Sacred Medicine Elders and our spiritual guardians, are among the many to invoke the Autocatalysis talents from Yellowstone, each one added to the influences in numerous ways, f the first day, once the rubber of the family’s Cadillac turned north onto the highway, heading away from the rural countryside of Riverdale, California, towards Yellowstone/Tetons area.
For a child that had to do everything possible to stay alive, strange conditions arose; which rapidly impacted the total being of Red Sun a.k.a. Buckeye the human lie detector, with new conditions, which summons the child inside a vortex . . . . What is this? What is happening to me, now? Why do I feel strange, my being hurts, many changes and now this new environment tearing at my . . . what is left? Losing . . . part or all of me being, yes, no, terminated, if not what is this that’s overcomes me? I can hear Glen Hunter and Elinora talking . . . but their words are strange sounding. The words they speak I don’t recognize, they speak a strange language. Disconnected, no relation, man cares woman hates. Something says I am not going to die, but I cannot be sure what is and isn’t truth, and who to believe or not believe.
Somewhere in the ticking away of tire miles, on the second day, in the time of strange reversals, my senses realized, what I once believed makes no sense, now. Each thought challenged, and/or reversed, once something or someone studied each life conditioning lesson, opinion, and experiences, is the only way I can explain it. Strange, too, whatever life files, along with pieces of conditions, dreams, or whatever experiences . . . which one whoever deems without value or merit, whoever, quickly casts out, removes or completely erase, I guess by using the rubber along the highway. So much disappearing and erased from my conscious mortal believes.
After lunch on the second day, my spirits lift and want to shine, once I receive communication from Grandmother M, but I was shocked when she told me not to say anything to Elinora or Hunter about what I was experiencing or feeling. Worry not child, I will help you understand, the spiritual autocatalytic connection from within the Sacred Heart of Mother Earth, where I am at right now. Yellowstone, and unfamiliar word, (the only thing I observe in place of words in reference to Yellowstone, high mountain, deep canyon, water shooting from the ground, and a high waterfall). Where I sit is the only power sources that possess sacred spiritual ability to cleanse and purify, awaken and reset your personal life truths, sacred history, and agenda. Once she embraces you and you two connect. Right now, she with you to guide you in different ways, which if she finds you worthy, she will be with you throughout your life.
Grandmother M, a very powerful medicine and sacred spiritual mother of the people, this I had known for some time, especially when everyone including clergy respect her for sacred spiritual abilities, in fact most called her a Saint. It is hard to believe how widely known Grandmother M is on both sides of the ocean; and very respected by all who knew, heard her voice, or experienced her spiritual love medicine. Since universal and spiritual love are powerful healing powers. A very powerful medicine woman, who learned hone her skills from Ojibwa Elders in Nebraska, years before the Dusty Bowl closed down the reservation and the tribe moved north. Then in addition to assisting her to hone the skills she was born with, and they were satisfied she would use them a sacred way, they taught her ancient knowledge and skills.
Only a few are pure enough to handle such sacred traditions, medicine, prayers, and how to work with and handle spiritual physics, including sacred ancients power sources; which the ancients had passed down to the most honorable and sacred of medicine elders. The Sacred Ones say you must first learn to use the sacred gifts and skills you were born with to show how well you handle them and if you will use them honorably. Knowledge I know Elinora and her cult sought the knowledge, but they would misuse it and harm many. Elinora lost the right to all the sacred knowledge and medicines, because she failed her childhood tests.
During our spiritual, telepathic communications, I could sense the power in the area she stands in and the extreme sources in power she uses to communicate, more personal than watching a movie, because we are together in real-time we are sharing a very personal connection. The sharing and handling of such extremely sacred medicines require a very powerful medicine person or persons, who understand how to activate the medicine powers, in a positive manner.
Our communications came from within the sacred universal realm, visual abilities to view each other through a telepathic window, which folded the space between us, and made it easy for us to acknowledge and communicate. This becomes the reason child/spirit could get a full view of Grandmother M and sample of environment. Definitely, Yellowstone used her test to ensure she got and kept the right two in telepathic/spiritual communications. WE stood, ojay, I laid, but we appear before each other, yet, behind Elinora and Glean Hunter, while no one else could see or sense our spiritual contact. One most amazing secret proves how oblivious people are to the sacred energies of Yellowstone the Sacred Heart of Mother Earth, and our most Sacred Mother Earth. Grandmother M has spent a good amount of time Yellowstone, the last three summers she helped keep the campground clean, now she had been there for several weeks, prior to our car beginning its journey, to carry us to Yellowstone.
This gave her time to gather sacred medicines and herbs in Yellowstone, plus arrangement for our family reunion campsites, this is the first week in June, and they planned the reunion for the 4th of July week-end. Ten family campsites, total, two families planned to spend two-weeks and two other families plan to enjoy five-week vacation, but most only plan to come up for only a few days.
The enigma of why everyone felt compelled to take their family reunion and vacation in Yellowstone, I believe came from knowing grandmother’s strong protective medicine, and a decreed we come together of awakening by the Sacred Ones, Mother Earth, Yellowstone. Spiritual knowledge and secrets Grandmother M understood, but she refused tell anyone, the real importance of this gathering, not just for Red Sun, but others, too. The Sacred spiritual medicine I know is not just for Red Sun, but also many others spiritual guidance and need, not excluding family, friends, and people in need of Grandmother M’s blessings and prayers. I sensed she had many more answers too many questions, but not allowed to reveal, since yes it means, there are always numerous reasons to, why we needed to go to Yellowstone and not go to Yosemite National Park for it has to do with spiritual and universal time. Even though Yosemite sat between; the majority of the families, easier access, less expense and driving time.
Nevertheless, Grandmother M’s awareness caused her to insist in strong terms, we Listen and Obey the Sacred Heart of Earth Mother and meet in Yellowstone: Yellowstone possesses the power to connect and summons, protective powers, thus pointless argue when the Sacred Ones prove they are in control, of what is wanted can be accomplished and honored. Of course, they also arranged for each family they wanted to in Yellowstone, they ensured each family received the finances, and other supports to arrive in Yellowstone. (Now do you understand why I say what they want they get, or problems will follow, thus one way or another win their way?)
The Journey of Mother Abigail Raven aka Abbey
All Who Knew U Loved U. You were a sacred gift in the lives of all U touched, even if they only had causal eye-contact. An angel’s spirit can created wonderful inspirations and difference. Yes, angels can come to help in a form of natures children, and many come to observe and serve in many form and many come to visit on four-legs.
She was One Great Spiritual Gift to Humans and Nature’s Children, too.
This has to do with her spiritual crossing to the sacred realm, what beautiful life lessons and wonderful knowledge of guardian angels and the Sacred Fathers love of natures children.
The journey is a sacred trip we take, when we cross, and one was no less sacred than the next, animal, or human. Now I want to report to all of you she is happy and in a good place, but she is not a four-legged now, but rather an Elder. Twelve Grandmothers came visiting me last night, within seconds of turning out the lights and lying down, to let me know Abbey was a sacred grandmother/elder/angel who had come to teach and observe me. What they said confirmed what I had sensed, a guardian angel, who chose to come observe, and guide those she could, during her current journey.
Still awake, I witness the grandmothers standing in a circle and inside the circle was great spiritual power of sacred golden light so bright, if the sun actual it would blind those looking at it. One Grandmother stated: We are working with her to help her regain her sacred spirit light and form. We need to make sure she releases any sensation of pain and her physical form.
No matter what I tried to sleep, it was not coming, and then, early morning around sunrise, I received a very powerful, amazing, and wonderful message . . . . They carried me to a path, I followed the path to a door, and through the door, I went, into the sacred light, I stand, into the sacred light I stand. Into the sacred light, I stand. Within the sacred light of eternal life I stand, with the sacred light of eternal life I stand. Within the sacred light of eternal love and life I stand, within the sacred light of eternal love and light I stand.
They carried me to a path, I followed the path to a door, and through the door, I went, into the sacred light, I stand, into the sacred light I stand. Into the sacred light, I stand. Within the sacred light of eternal life I stand, with the sacred light of eternal life I stand. Within the sacred light of eternal love and life I stand, within the sacred light of eternal love and light I stand.
They carried me to a path, I followed the path to a door, and through the door, I went, into the sacred light, I stand, into the sacred light I stand. Into the sacred light, I stand. Within the sacred light of eternal life I stand, with the sacred light of eternal life I stand. Within the sacred light of eternal love and life I stand, within the sacred light of eternal love and light I stand.
They carried me to a path, I followed the path to a door, and through the door, I went, into the sacred light, I stand, into the sacred light I stand. Into the sacred light, I stand. Within the sacred light of eternal life I stand, with the sacred light of eternal life I stand. Within the sacred light of eternal love and life I stand, within the sacred light of eternal love and light I stand.
Within the light standing inside the door frame, of sacred eternal golden light I saw a female form with very long black hair, bathed in the sacred golden eternal light. Just before she completes the last phrase of the four verses . . . within the sacred light of eternal love and light I stand . . . she enters into the eternal light and disappears. However, after the second verse, I had to get up, speak, and repeat the phrases and verses, I could remember them word for word, and let others know about part of the sacred journey. After she disappeared, the twelve grandmothers told me when they prepared her for the journey and she has adjusted well to her return.
The grandmothers promised they would bring her to visit after her period or readjustment, so I could see her true form, while they hinted the sacred elder was also a Sacred Grandmother to the People and my grandmother, who wanted to spend some time with the granddaughter she never had the chance to know. Yet, they also explained they were also here to help me, and to help the people. Considering, the time was for my sacred journey to begin.
Note: [Mother = a woman who acts as the parent of a child to whom she has not given birth … Abigail = resourceful woman … Abbey = Religious foundation … Raven = Wolf]
[Maybe I should speak here and let everyone know I have crossed over six times, myself, and a couple of them, just happened to become the toe tag crossings. In addition, to temporary death summonses, angels/guardians summons me on many different visitation journeys, to different sacred and spiritual areas in universe, beyond this material land. Each time, I learned more and witnessed so many wonderful things. Yes, when Abbey’s time came that cut me deeper than the hour of SunHawk’s crossing. Yet each time the Elders gave me plenty of time to adjust and prepare for their crossings. It helps one to accept and release ones love one, quicker it can for a time cut deep.
However, this time I think, my pain came, while I witnessed the pain she accepted and endured, until she had no more strength to walk and feeling her silent cries to come home. The look on her face and in her eyes tore at my heart, but now she is on her sacred journey home to the Village of the Ancients and Sacred Elders. [Now, I can share with you the secret, certain Elders made me aware of for many seasons earlier, which the twelve sacred grandmothers confirmed, early morning of June 10, 2010.]
Follow-up: The collar I have turned into a medicine collar with crystals and a small medicine pouch. One evening I went to hold it because I missed Abbey, when I discovered the strong medicine energy within the circle of the collar. The inner-circle so energized; one could say it gave the appearance of a glass dish of water in constant motion, and giving off the reflection of light. Her daughter had been very depressed, and refused her collar three times, after I removed it to loosen it. Several grandmothers whispered: She knows her mother’s collar is hers now; you are to give Sha-Dra the medicine collar, instead of burying it with the ashes. It was amazing to see the change come over Sha-Dra once she received the collar. Before the day was evening, it was easy to observe the hundred and eighty degree change in Sha-Dra’s total persona.
Couple of early mornings later on 20 June, while I was sitting at my computer and Sha-Dra sleeping beside me, I see a light from the corner of my eye and I look to observe a star quilt of star energy carried by a few of the grandmothers’ to give to Sha-Dra. They covered her with the star quilt, with the design of the North Star, with colors of brilliant crystal blue, energized silver, pure white and crystal light reflecting the light of the Northern Star. Once they laid it across her, Sha-Dra and the sacred star energy quilt became one.
Darn she received the sacred power of the Northern Star and I receive the sacred gift of a Medicine Shield, lance, and spear, quiver full of arrows and a bow. The Sacred Father, High Council of Chiefs, and Medicine Elders, decided I was to receive all the sacred gifts and power that goes with what they delivered and gave to me. However, I received the Sacred Medicine Shield, with all the rest some time back.
This is a very shorten article of the sacred life journey I lived when I was blessed by one of the Sacred Heart of Mother Earth Yellowstone not just the park but the land that includes the Grand Tetons, too.
Talking about Yellowstone Autocatalysis Influences
No Turning Back — Part 1 of 2
Talking about Yellowstone Autocatalysis Influences
No Turning Back — Part 1 of 2
This is the place that joined me to my sacred spirit of the Indigenous peoples of this land, you can take the child away from her peoples, but you can’t take the people out of the child. This is my road to walk and the Sacred Guardians were determined I would be awakened to the spirit others wanted to destroy.
Several decades later it’s still incredible . . . how a lifetime could be influenced by one trip to Yellowstone National Park. Through her launching of autocatalysis components/events/interaction, what happened within her proved to be the turning point in my life? This day once again, my spirit calls out . . . “Sacred Yellowstone, Yellowstone the heart of our Sacred Mother Earth, Yellowstone the life maker and life breaker, if people only knew the medicine power within you. If I ask, will you remember and answer . . . how can events seemly unrelated, connect and awaken spiritual abilities by your infusion of truths into life and spirit? Hundreds may come to you and experience or see nothing, while others you treat to autocatalysis components — awakening life’s true direction. From which there is no turning back. Yellowstone, your miraculous skills have the gift to awaken multi dimensions of life (via unrelated far-flung events) or so it might appear. Until . . . your life and mine joined for a time or a sacred lifetime?
Truth of heart and spirit . . . no imagination can prepare any individual for your incremental introduction to a child of lives major autocatalytic induction of interaction and vital knowledge: which either alters ones life course, create a set of unique components, whereby your impartation and formation of new or revised blueprints for life, living and purpose. Cause and affects are true autocatalysis components: when induction thereof solidified and pulled together (a once out of control and all too often floundering heart and foundation), thus you set the progression of life’s path for untold adventures.
Yellowstone I say to you, no amount of imagination, could have prepared this child for your unique autocatalytic adventures: As a tidal wave changes a landscape, your autocatalysis influences changed, awakened and reset this child’s personal history. Most important your influence lead to lives saved, in addition to the generous enhancement to many other life journeys, through which the opportunity was given them to improve balance, as well.
“My name is Red Sun, who had lived a total three-full-cycles and three seasons, when you and I connected. Even though truth of reality suggests, Red Sun was (one of many) across time you have taken to your heart and introduced them to your far-reaching, wonderful autocatalysis influences. Truth of life: at the time I was too young to understand your greatness and love, but now my heart sings a song of love and thanks. However, no one was going to convince me of this during our journey from Riverdale, California, to where? Not until the second day of what was turning into endless: I want to die carsickness. Glen Hunter and Elinora decided to reveal the whys and whereabouts of this journey.”
Glen Hunter, “We’re going to Yellowstone Park . . . because of the Korean War: Men/relations called to active duty, businesses sold, belated emergency honeymoons, including a quick operation for gathering of . . . large family reunion. All designed to accommodate a rapidly growing family gathering of western relations. Most of us have been in receipt of dreams instructing us to gather in Yellowstone: since most west coast male relations, B 18 through 40 years B are called up to active duty. . . . How can I explain this to you so you will understand? After conferring with your Grandmother M, the family units decided it was important to have a reunion, before husbands, brothers and sons go off to war. Many families, including ours, are moving to other parts of the country . . . to give . . . to give . . . peace of mind for one thing, while men are separated from their families.”
Elinora, “Hunter, sold our car dealership and arranged to move us back to the land of his birth, Kentucky, where he believes his brothers will be able to watch over his farm, and us too. Hunter’s convinced he will not return home on his feet, if he is able to return home at all. I think that is a lot of hog wash: he’s not going to die in Korea. However, he will not be happy until we’re planted in the middle farm country, slopping hogs and chasing chickens. I’m a city lady not a farm drudge.”
“You will get use to it, Elinora, you knew who and what you were marrying when you married me.” Sharp chuckle, “Red Sun, the exact reason or reasons for Yellowstone refuse to be identified, except in the Creator’s time: Yellowstone’s summons through her song which has become a deep itch, haunting everyone’s spirit. Yellowstone’s spirit refuses to let go . . . all vacation spots turned into black holes, from the oceans of San Diego, as well as, all coastal ports in-between. Next, we searched inland from Big Bear to Yosemite then up through the Grand Tetons, our visions for our gathering hit up against brick walls: life would fail if not Yellowstone. Even when we tried to speak of going any place other than . . . we got sick. As you’re car sick now, we too were hit with the same violent sickness, which only departed when we set our sights on Yellowstone. We decided we would camp, where Grandmother M vision instructed, south of Ol’ Faithful and north of the Grand Tetons, inside Yellowstone, the only compromise allowed.
“Ah, bull! . . . Visions . . . which this family suddenly has plenty of . . . ? Nor has anyone’s intuitions been able to interpret Yellowstone’s song: Why these demands have to be accommodated at some camp-p-p? G-r-r-r-round rather than a lodge, with running water and indoor plumbing? That’s why we’ll drop you off to stay with your grandmother and we’re going to stay at the lodge.”
“Neither, Elinora’s opinion notwithstanding . . . nor even one-single dream released us from Yellowstone’s call. We received repetitions of Yellowstone dreams challenged us: it was her and no place else, we were not going to be released from her influences until we all agreed to answer Yellowstone’s call: dreams, visions, voices or intuition, it matters not, how one might refer to Yellowstone’s haunting, mystical, control. Once everyone contacted Grandmother M, with their impressions, she translated the Great Spirit insisted our families gather at Yellowstone and no place else, if these visions which haunt our spirits are to stop.
“That’s some joke Red Sun! . . . Your Grandmother M’s voice must always be the final decision.”
“Red Sun, when Grandmother M speaks people really listens to her words. But this you know. Don’t listen to Elinora, she’s just mad because no one gave into her way and headed to Vegas. Then ‘We the people,’ have learned not to dispute Grandmother M’s spoken decrees. Failure to do so is tantamount to suicide: regrettable backlashes rise up to slap us in the face not just for a season either, but for many a season.”
“Glad for them, but my strength continues to diminish, every hour of our travels, life force is close to nothing. Strange too is how by this third day of carsickness, body and spirit felt closer to death, every minute something more within me is being striped away, almost ever ounce of life force, is gone, I’m empty. Unable to raise head or limbs (slipping in and out of consciousness) with face buried in wet towels.”
Little Red Sun slipped away into unconsciousness, until . . . we were close within the spirit of Yellowstone. Sickness departed slowly, but not until your shadow crossed my face . . . as the sensation of spirits joined, did strength increase influences of life anew. Hard to believe after days of lying flat, life returns, by way of a gift illuminated by the sacred spirit of Earth Mother’s Yellowstone. It matters not, because this gift allowed the child, en route to grandmother, an opportunity to look out the car windows from an upright position.
Around suppertime, we pulled into the third camp area, senses tingled Grandmother M . . . “There! Over there! She’s coming out of her Airstream.” Tumble from the back into the front, across and over Elinora, head first in a sudden leap through her window, into grandmother’s open arms: “Hooray, we’re here!”, before Hunter turned the engine off. Love touch connects . . . gentle hand of sacred spirit breeze, summons sacred life energizing energies . . . two hearts, minds and spirits: flow as one . . . visions shared unspoken words from sacred mother heart of Yellowstone: Flashes, implied this was a time of vast importance — a wounded life’s circle came to heal — Red Sun is here to meet her past, embrace the rebirth of her present, for her future to achieve greater strengths for others to survive.
Less than a minute in time: experiences flash in milliseconds reality through several visions loaded with information, yet our view of ones life history, traveled through a spirit portal over an hour in spirit time. World turning around us, time being reset as life travels from the if-fen shadows of life history into — so shall it be heavens light. Upon our return from the journey, grandmother voiced nothing, but telepathic eye contact said more than words could express — one of many ways we shared communications: Yes, its an important time in our lives, Red Sun . . . a child who would not be here now, if several seasons earlier, the Creator had not guided his humble messenger, by his sacred hands of love, to return life to a child death. Then twice more, in less than ten-months her life restored, after the rescue of a young Red Sun, from a house of murder.
Arms around neck, placing kisses on her cheeks, forehead, chin, corners of mouth and nose, before our favorite position of forehead to forehead: I hear you, know this, my life is yours. If not for your connections and skills . . . arching back to struggle with hand sign language—eye . . . no B no 4 U . . . Sorry—shake hands, for acknowledgement to grandmother: sign not good yet.
Yellowstone, you, as Grandmother M, are proven true/rare spiritual women, well loved and respected. However, I can’t say how all see or feel you, but I can say all who knew her, were touched or walked across her aura, sense a true sacred spiritual presence: Considering individual spirits acknowledges this is a sacred mother, sacred messenger, saint, guardian, spiritual guide, teacher, missionary, healer and friend. Nevertheless, neither of you women have ever written a book, held public office, but you have had publicity agents promoting, you. Regardless, by the hour of my birth, one had touched generations of . . . across all cultural backgrounds and language groups . . . while the other had touched and influenced hundreds of thousands across a number of decades. What can be said of the both of you, you are sacred women who stimulate — individual awakenings of intellectual talent through ones mind and spirit.
[Sorry, Grandmother M’s history, I’ll have to save for another time, inasmuch as, her life history and mine with her can’t be written in less than 500 pages, because of the vastness of wisdom and influences: in combination with Yellowstone and Grandmother M, along with an abundance of history, nature and eternal wisdom, directing life and knowledge back to my roots – through osmosis ingestion awakening ones lifetime to decades of knowledge which in turn connect one to generations of history. Even with the infusion took many seasons to classify, categorize, as well as, a useful maturity to understand, now maybe you can understand why it can’t be put into a few pages either. All this happened within a short space of time once our lives became interconnected.]
Several days later life force, acknowledged strength was close to being replenished, as spirit regained balance, after hours of enjoyment with the sky spirits, while absorbing Yellowstone’s life giving forces. Spirit overloaded with tears of enthusiastic happiness, spinning around in a whirlwind presentation of joyous circles: “It’s beautiful. Can you sense all the spirit forms? I love this place. The simple pleasures of communication with life, spirit filled with an abundance of song and knowingness, through observations and absorption of life, eagles and hawks soar through the canyon, each adding to my life. Truth spirit heart is full here in Yellowstone, not hungry or empty. Our Sacred Earth Mother reveals more about our interdependency via our connection which feeds spirit and gives life. Grandmother M, I wish you could understand why I can’t play with two-dimensional children, being close to them hurts my spirit, makes me cry, they tell too many lies. Don’t ask me to play anymore let my spirit flow and grow here in Yellowstone.
“Yellowstone Mother, tell me why this Red Sun, a child of . . . cycles(?), walks in life void of communication abilities and/or desires, among persons incapable of reason, who seemed to do nothing more than mimic the parents of their, parents’ personalities. Persons lacking conversation abilities beyond basic, me, myself and I. Persons who lack within necessary capacities to absorb multi-dimensions of Earth Mother’s beauty, all around us. Tongues, hearts and spirits mixed with half-truths and flat lies. Yellowstone easy on my spirit, easy to communicate with, life awakens to the spirit of animals and two-legged persons filled with spirit, too. Life is an important adventure, so much to learn and even more to absorb. Where in time . . . did these life transformation experiences and spiritual connections, begin?”
Whirlwind dance comes to a fast halt . . . to ask questions face to face: “Grandmother M, tell me? What is this deep emotion stirring from within a call for a spirit too long asleep to understand this child’s roots? Why does it feel this Yellowstone, is an area as sacred as walking into heaven’s highest and most sacred of holy churches?”
Grandmother stood disguising silence of spirit and voice with her impressive smile . . . desirous to hear what new words she saw growing. One more of Red Sun’s verbalizations (excuses) for her behavior. She didn’t have to wait long. ”Life here speaks to me as no other place I’ve been. Sacred Earth Mother is . . . does communicate her love by her ability to embrace this child in her spiritual love. Grandmother M, speak to me truths . . . why not until now, have I not been able to recognize what is meant, when one says their spirit’s hungry. Yet, now that I have been absorbed into and feed by nature’s spirit, her life forces, spiritual energy, her sacred love and medicine knowledge, in addition to all we have been through. Heart says and spirits reveals it wasn’t until now this time here, I’ve been able to recognize the real truth of what you said about my empathetic abilities and how it feeds a spirit.”
Perception of Grandmother M as a fountain of knowledge and honesty, this Red Sun received great pleasure, having the first-half of our together vacation, free from Elinora . . . free to ask question, after question, after question . . . in quest of wisdom with reference to differences between openness of life, mind and spirit, confronted by life to learn from Grandmother M and Yellowstone. At least every other day or was it just hours apart? . . . A small push by a guardian, arrived to incite one strange question, voiced out in different ways. As guardian speaks to Red Sun’s spirit, Red Sun repeated words which sent Grandmother M into a nervous silence. Yet, her nervous silence relayed volumes with each confrontation of questions: either asked wrongly in time, place or in front of persons, who need not know the reason for the questions. Her guardians would prevent her reply by temporary paralyzes of throat, keeping silent words forbidden or not ready to be spoken. Yet, volumes sought release to be spoken, as revealed in her eyes framed with tears. Words allowed were vocalized through whispers, “I will have to pray on your question and give you an answer later.”
In retrospect, it was the right place to receive answers, as these questions were part of the stage backdrop for answers: to be revealed in the hour and way commanded by decree. Question: Why do I feel so different, not special, but just different from children of lighter skin? It is hard for me to communicate with the rest of our relation or people of light skin, too. Sorry, but most of the time it’s hard for me to relate to your daughter and Glen. Why is it, I don’t feel they are my parents? Grandmother M, explain? Your skin is light, but your spirit is different and easy to communicate with. Explain?” Silent smile, eyes rimmed with water and the same words whispered: AI . . . pray . . . on questions . . . answer later.”
Strange how many lifetime events change truths within the short span of a day, what we assumed (to be) in reality wasn’t. Ideas, of words spoken, defined a day designed to . . . (invoke autocatalysis chemistry/influences.) “Red Sun, the significance of this day is that we are at the halfway point, it’s time to get you up before the sun, so we can experience the beauty of early morning. Its important to us, inasmuch as most of the campers within our campsite are still asleep, once everyone wakes up, the real beauty is drowned out. Listen to what Earth Our Sacred Mother and the Creator say to you.” Her words summonsed the messengers: Spiritual lightning struck, thunder of eagle wings sounded close overhead, symbols of sign—awakened times at hand: Instructs the panoramic view of many spiritual doors to be fling wide-open between material and spiritual universes. Excitement of changes delivered adventures arrived as sacred lightning, the first day of the halfway point, who would have thought . . . other than Grandmother M, that is?
The wall of invisibility . . . vanished between universes. Silence of . . . what silence? Sacred eagle calls forth, “Awaken . . . spirit thunder” . . . As the beat of awakening upon ones spirit drum of life, POW! Magnification of communications: a flood of soundless, knowing awareness, by absorption of wisdom’s knowledge. Beyond reasons, earthly comprehension asks how a single tone of . . . (by the sacred eagle song and sacred wings) command and control a new awakening: Enhancement (by a hundredfold) sensory perception reception — transmitted via spirit and live form — close within and/or across the canyon: voices, sounds, subconscious communication, songs of spirit wind are songs of life: summonsing life to lessons, through enrichment of ones abilities to learn by way of — absorption, thought power, experiences and wisdom. Introductions to uplifting environment provide powerful spiritual, healing to mind, body and spirit. Next introductions to hostile torturous actions, producing somewhat different reactions to negative communications and/or behavior: destructive painful violence, robbing life force — big understatement. Mind spinning with all the influx of empathetic influences healing, ripping and tearing mind, body and spirit, falling to the ground as a person close to death. Crying out to the universe: “Overload, is this what our Earth Mother and the Creator go through?”. . . Brain blacked out to escape the pain.
Eagle called, spirit awakened, stunned by how each sweet, care filled note possessed the ability to heal, uplift and restore life to ones spirit, as well as, how increases in harmony is capable to infuse one with the sensation of journeys on the winds of life’s wisdom. Eagle calls forth Red Sun’s spirit to accept and soar with them, among and beyond the clouds: each tone not just a note but the unitization of energy with spirit revealed within it the power to awaken long locked away universal wisdom. Eagles’ songs combined with the hawks, turned physical needs into a memorization of spirit nourishment among life’s bounty, ending desires for physical food: Each note more persuasive than the last, passionate . . . inspiration . . .
Spirit/child (not physical-child) rides the wings of a spirit-trance, as songs guide Red Sun from the breakfast table to an alcove at campsite edge, a few yards from a steep drop-off, into a river maybe a mile or more below in the canyon. Alcove unknown . . . knowledge of how-to-access C a mystery, yet this child laid braced against a dirt wall. Observation of life through spirit eyes, yes. Eagles and hawks holding Red Sun’s spirit high above earth clouds: Spirit free, soars, circles, dances with live, far away from body hidden at canyon’s edge, to keep it safe. Gentle breezes touch and snuggle spirit among the soft whisper of winds, in motion across the trees . . . maintains physical, in touch with spirit.
Okay? . . . What? . . . Who? . . . Summons? . . . Who is it that demands, Red Sun’s spirit to return from spirit journeys with eagles and hawks. Why’s a wet nose bumping my shoulder? Bump, bump, shove. Demanding nose: where am I? Peeking around through eyes of physical and spiritual, adjusting senses to new unknown environment and accesses. How did I get here? How did the nose get here? Can . . . can’t see . . . feel . . . small flat wet nose . . . mind search . . . what might be . . . not bear? “Wet nose size of a pony or calf?”
Wet nose: Good! Red Sun, it took long enough to summons spirit back to body.
Sniff, sniff . . . sense the wind: No animal smells. Sounds like a pony, feet of hoofs not claws, snorts of pony or calf. “May I look and see?” I have to know who belongs to the wet nose.
Wet nose: Know this I’ve come in love. For as you see me, I am . . . a white buffalo calf . . . Spirit of the White Buffalo Calf Woman, I’ve been sent by the Great Spirit to teach you, to awaken you to your true spirit of birth.
Contagious—her words spoke volumes of sacred love with equal balances of light and life.
Wet nose: I am the white buffalo calf woman. Come touch me we have a long journey to take, this day.
Head turns to look back, across right shoulder: “Wow-w-w-w, your beautiful, cloud white, gentle spirit-song heart, you are what?” Raised arms up to hug neck, “I love . . .”
Hand on wet nose, blink of an eye: merge of spirit minds, propels us through worlds, of time and space; past, present and/or future; seasons of journey in Creator’s time: Questions answered not yet asked, perplexed by questions both ask and unspoken; questions asked seasons past of Guardians, Grandmother M, Creator and/or life receive answers.
[Cannot say how many levels of communications evolved throughout our journey as voices did not pass through lips, yet we shared what seemed to be a universe of communications in a short span of time: Impressions to sensations of seasons, places and activities, universe filled with thoughts, ideas, pictures, life action, colors, words, music and environments. Our time together proved more alive than one can obtain at the movies, more powerful than most visions or visitations with ones relations at family reunions. Nevertheless, her skills of traveling, returned us back in time, to within a few minutes of when we left.]
Some may call it out-of-body-experience, some dream state, others trance like-state: but that’s them not me. Spirit recognizes physical form of communication, but wasn’t ready to rejoin, as spirit voice, challenged wet nose for clarification of communication, inasmuch as volumes of information could be lost in through some other from of translations.
Truth, for the time we shared in contact, our spirits proved to be capable of intense, none verbalized, high level communication translation via perceptions of intense of spirit voices: pictures, energies, sensations and absorption influencing all of ones senses and precognitive abilities, which takes a while to readjust and align to everyday conditions, upon ones return a journey of such intense beauty and mass. A journey which linked countless days, activities, adventures and universes from here and beyond within the midst of (or throughout) where in time and space?
Red Sun’s heart expresses through spirit voice:
White Buffalo opens door to . . . that which called from faraway . . . in here.
Touch right hand to heart and left to wet nose’s forehead for transmission of voice through hands to broadcast inner-vision:
Life lost in winter, long, has awakened to spring. We are of the same spirit-heart, and culture-heritage. Spirit true is red . . . not white. Life speaks on universe of different levels. Spirit of birth comes not from those I call parents, here this day, but from mother crossed . . . elder relations and ancestors . . . answers why spirit has felt empty. Wonder if wet-nose understands what I’m trying to say?
Most of our sacred spirit journey must be kept silent, as you need information, it will return as flashes of deja vu. But know certain information cannot be shared except when instructed by the Great Spirit or through instructions, you will know, you will be guided to speak.
Red Sun spirit speaks again through hands:
You opened eyes, you opened mind to ancestors past and relations present . . . revealed truths hidden, you came to tell a sacred child-of-red, she was well loved by the Creator, he sent many to welcome his sacred child. Sorrow filled heart of child . . . when . . . embracing us/them . . . Chiefs and Medicine Men . . . past/present awakened memories locked . . . birth mother appeared walking with elders. Love embracing us, by many who wore the bonnets of . . . all whom Red Sun recognized as family . . . dressed in buckskins pure (left no question) mother of blood crossed. Many emotions flooded spirit . . . bonds of love healed heart and strengthened this spirit, too.
Red Sun, hear me? You have been sent here to help save the people. The Creator/Great Spirit has decreed for us a long, strong journey together, as you have seen, but for this to take place answer your heart: Do you accept the fact you will have many lessons to learn, do you accept all your duties and responsibilities C not power or position? Answer true for from your answer, there is no turning back?”
Recalling our journey, answer pop forth before the second heartbeat:
Yes, there is no question in my heart; I accept ALL the Great Spirit asks. I accept all duties and responsibilities.
Red Sun, from this day forward we are as one, I will be as much a part of you, as you will be apart of me, we will grow strong in life, together.
Grandmother M calls, through telepathic communication, I want her to meet you.
Answer your Grandmother in spoken words.
Shouted word sounds, “Grandmother over here.” Maybe, but not sure if words sounded lucid? “Wet nose, white buffalo woman, please meet her, you will make her spirit happy, too”
Sounds of dirt under feet . . . pebbles tumbling downwards on head and shoulders, in route to the earth, taps and bounces calls attention up and backwards, into Grandmother’s face. Strange face eyes in mouth and mouth in eyes as tongue flapped, upside down. “Found you my little one, are ready for lunch?”
Hand slips from wet nose, as I turned to face Grandmother M, with excitement high. “Grandmother, I want you to meet my friend, white buffalo . . .” She’s gone. Jaw dislodges as knees hit the ground, hands in rapid motion to stop tears, “Ah! . . . What? . . . She goes . . . here . . . no where? . . . Grandmother, did you see a white buffalo leave?”
ANo child, I have only seen you here. But what I see here, tells me of what you speak is truth. These hoof prints other than yours are buffalo calf hoof prints.”
“But . . .
“Don’t cry child, we see what our Creator wants us to see. The white buffalo calf came to you, not me, even though I didn’t see her. It does not mean her visit is of any less importance, for you or me. Its time, for lunch: now take a couple of deep breaths, surround yourself with the light then when you are ready give me your hand.
Sitting on the edge, she extends her hand, to assist me out as there was no other way out. Our hands connect and she lifts, “Up we go. … Know this child, the knowledge of the white buffalo calf visit, tells me much. Listen to pebbles falling off of Red Sun to the ground. Here let’s dust you off.” Cough, cough, “Dust be gone, big dust cloud, what have you been doing to get so dusty, Red Sun?”
“Dust be gone.” Pat, pat, each pat increased dust cloud and childish smile: “Grams how did I get here? Did the eagles carry me? I can only remember gliding with . . .
“Tell me about your adventures, as we walk to lunch.”
“I traveled with the eagles and visited with twelve Great Chiefs, called to stand before the Great Spirit. They revealed I was a child-of-red, ancestors and relations, red. Your daughter is not the mother of my blood or Glen the father of my blood, this I learned when I journeyed with the white buffalo calf woman, across past, present and future. Visited truths of birth beyond, mother crossed, sacred child of the Great Spirit, sent to save the people . . . our reason together. All said this child was to listen to you, because you are a very sacred woman, the Great Spirit/Creator chose you for me, an important teacher, one of several teachers. Many lessons, much to learn, much to be taught, many people to help, without us thousands of lives will be lost, needlessly. All said many lessons to learn in life, to understand how-to-help others. You and the buffalo are very important teachers, for this Red Sun.”
Patting the bench several times, “Sit here child, down, everyone has waited on you. Now eat your lunch.” She whispers in my ear so the family and friends around us ears can not hear, “Don’t say a word, for others here to hear, only know we will talk. Believe me we’ll talk a lot, since this you learned I have known, but not until now, did I understand the extent of the Creator’s plan.”
“One in the same, he is known and called by many names.”
About halfway through lunch, looking around the area, after all but an elder at the other end of big picnic table had disappeared: “Grandmother! Mother bear said she would be by my side. She said we would be as one. Where is she, I don’t see her.”
“You’re trying to tell me, you have gone brain numb, you know the difference between physical and spiritual beings, Red Sun.”
“Yes, but I thought of her as Rusty, the spirit Indian/visual dog, you gave me. Although, I was wondering how you were going to get her home?
“In my trailer, is that what you were thinking? Truth? . . . “
“Yes, trailer! TRUTH. . . “
“Red Sun! I realize part of this is my fault, because you have much to learn about many things here in Yellowstone, including her different personalities. Truth about buffalo: there are differences between spiritual and physical buffalo although they may seem similar in physical and visual aspects, but they differ in scent, behavior and personalities, for starters.
“Know this truth, if people around here saw a white buffalo calf, they would try to capture and enslave it. Greedy people only see profits of much money, not the purpose of a sacred animal: they would also use and abuse you if they saw her with you.”
“But . . . Grandmother? Spirit beings that visit us are not ones we can touch and feel as we do each other. Yet?”
“Interpretation, my child, this (white spirit) buffalo calf, you A-S-S-U-M-E-D . . . assumed she would be by your side as Rusty?”
“What you said.”
“Know this child: she is a sacred spirit buffalo who can appear in many ways. Only time combined with experiences will you understand, when she is with you, making sure you learn her teachings: Remember not all lessons are or will be easy to learn. Neither, can I promise you will know, you learned nor understand what you learned, until many seasons later?”
Child listen as you eat, let me tell you more information about the sacred white buffalo calf woman, her meaning, importance, teaching and gifts to the Native American Indian peoples. After she told me the traditional history of wet nose: “Wow, Grandmother M, never knew how smart, before the eagles call and the buffalo.”
“Not sure why child, but my visions suggest these next couple of weeks for ‘Red Sun, the sacred child’ will come many sacred events, which involves the two of us. As you have this day, you will experience many things that will awaken you to life lessons, upon which to build a strong foundation.” Touches her nose and ear—meant this is of great importance—sense and listen close. “Do nothing to displease the Creator or Sacred Mothers during this time, as a sacred doorway is open wide, not a just a small window of communications, but an opening as big as this camping area. You/we will be walking within both for a time. Observe all that takes place at this campsite within both. It holds answers for your future, too.”
AKeep in mind, sacred lessons of life come in strange and unexpected ways. A time when one thinks tongues are speaking, minds are meeting. We are in a space of time when all barriers between universal communications are nonexistence. A time when all are given the ability to observe, sense, touch, as well as, understand via communication of mind and spirit. A time when guardian angels, of heaven, are close, in observation and preservation of records, as well as, designation of lessons intended for personal consciousness and wisdom.”
“Yes, Grandmother . . . what you say from here where we stand, through the eyes of this child to be one of the Creator/Great Spirits experience work/learn (macho mas) vacations.”
“Red Sun maybe the visions of the past few weeks, invoked the impressions of open windows and pictures on many seasons: more on the order of sacred seasons.”
“Why do you say C seasons? Season implies several moons and seasons mean changing of moons, crops and dress.”
“Yes, and four seasons make a cycle. Never mind we’ll talk about events and meanings after your nap. Now for another surprise, you’re going to take your nap in that tent at the far end, by the showers today.”
“Whose tent is it?”
“Your parents, tent?”
“They don’t have a tent?”
“As of mid-morning they do. They will be here this evening or that is what I was told when their luggage was delivered. Your dad also sent word it would be nice, if you reacted to Elinora, as if you missed her.”
“You know that’s false, there is no love between us and you want me to lie.”
“You heard the words. Make your dad happy by your expressions of love her mom. Make her feel you do love her, maybe you two will learn to get along with each other?”
After a couple of (just-because) childish josh-filled protests, commonsense realized it was time to head off for the tent, it was fruitless to go against Grandmother M. This child/spirit respect of a sacred elder and sacred lady had to bow to her fair and logical judgment.
(c) Red Sun/SunHawk Life Adventures
Talking about Yellowstone Autocatalysis Influences Part 2 of 2
No Turning Back
The sacred power of the Grizzly Bear for turning back was not allowed, yet.
Kick-en-dust-about along the dusty roadway to the tent: perceived by this child a lonely journey, seeing the clouds of dust gave rise to impressions of some remarkable connection with Yellowstone. Head races at the speed of a race car with throttle wide open, trying to psychoanalysis activities of the day: eyes and mind only
half-register activities of a large tall standing grizzly bear, using her gifts of observation, to investigate the child, Red Sun from a distance. Campers’ guideline: Grizzly bear require caution before entering where bears might be. Eyes recorded no bears or other critters in tent, no need for concern, its safe.
Nevertheless . . . eyes fail to record the number of feet determined to take occupancy
within the tent: Feet of ten, supports three bodies C same in size. One set of two and two sets of four, enters in unison. One set of two: supports little Red Sun. Two sets of four: supports brother and sister, grizzly bear cubs.
Ballerina eagle, spins to land on the small and separate cot . . . In flight on one foot, movement of three, freeze in motion as eyes freeze frame of life in deep silence for several seconds. AO-o-o-Kay!” Hope, Grandmother M was right?
Two spirit voices in unison: Your Grandmother M was right.
Frozen silent observation returns to three who stops to read face performance behind
eyes. Subconscious mind activates: Recall active events, Red Sun review . . . coming to . . . no? What about entering tent . . . maybe . . . no, but how . . . not in here . . . when. When? How?
Sister: Beside you.
Red Sun: Why?
Brother: Mother knew, she send.
Red Sun: Oh, Hello! Welcome! Mother? Knew what?
Cubs in unison: Hello!
Brother: Mother wrong, child no look . . .
Red Sun: What do you mean . . . I no look?
Sister: Mother wanted . . .
Cubs: wanted you to know, you are one with us.
Red Sun: Why mother send? Your mother might get mad and eat me?
Cubs: Oh! No! Mother won’t eat you C looking at each other C she sent us to greet you
and be with you!
Red Sun: Explain?
Cubs: Don’t you want us here?
Red Sun: Don’t go! My spirit feels strong with you. Heart’s spirit is one with each
Cubs: Yes, yes, you are part of us.
Red Sun: Mother hear me, it makes my heart happy you’ve come.
Brother: NO, No! Mother will not harm you. You are one of us, she will not eat her
Sister: It was Mother who sent us.
Brother: She would have come herself . . . She wanted to come . . .
Sister: She could not come here without people coming to kill her.
Brother: Mother says she loves you, bear-child
Cubs: We love you our sister.
Red Sun: This is good, we all love each other.
Cubs: If big people, see her come to give you message from Great Grizzly Bear Father, we would all die.
Sister: Mother says, it’s important you know your spirit is strong joined as ours, with the most sacred, great-grizzly bear father.
Cubs: Yes, this I sense as truth. We are bond our spirits are as one: we are children of our Great Grizzly Bear parents, too.
Brother: Power of grizzly bear is always be within as guardian, guide and protector my
grizzly bear sister.
Cubs: As the seasons move, the Great Grizzly Bear Father joins four spirits to one. Four to share wisdoms of each on a sacred journey, each grow as one in strength. Until the union you call on our Great Grizzly Bear Father.
Sister: Mother wants you to know she loves you very much, too. Your/our mother will be with you in spirit to protect you, where on earth you travel.
Cubs: That’s our message from mother/father. Let’s play?
Setting sail off the cot, arms out stretched as an eagle in flight, positioned to attack my brother and sister with hugs of love. Happy laughter all around, plenty of bear hugs and of course exploration of tent contents, while climbing over, under, rolling, jumping off the cot, flying across tent to land on each other. Things I would have been to reserved to do without them, they helped me be a child without fear for a short time.
Brother: Sniff, sniff . . . F-fo-o-ood, good food, in many here. Nose awakens belly, claw marks ones with food . . . you open?
Bear spirit, the spark of the Great Grizzly Bear spirit strengthens within, as child plays with her family, not strangers or bears, but family. Thoughts transform Red Sun (the human child) into the spirit of a bear-child.
Bear-child: Timber! See they all tumble down. Jack-in-the-box, see two of four popped opened.
Brother: You open others, sister? Fun . . . fun, happy fun, clothes fly as birds in air, fall as feathers.
Bear-child: Sister-bear. . . I have an idea? Let’s play dress-you-up in my clothes.
Sister: Bad idea. Watch! Good idea, tear sister’s clothes up.
Bear-child: Okay, bad ideas.
Brother: Stop. Sniff, Sniff, nose knows many foods here. Sister, I hungry you open more…
Sister: Follow brother’s nose, mother follows brother’s nose, he smells many good
Bear-child: Jackpot, a big cache of sweet foods and jerky. (We enjoyed a good meal of
treats, which were meant to be shared among many family members.)
Brother: All finished here, sniff-f-f-f, smell something good sweet.
(Nosing around the last one left unopened on the ground to open. The biggest of the suitcases on the ground: This was the only one, locked in the stack. Brother calls on us to
join him in his jump/bounce action to break open the locks. (Samsonite luggage bear power worked.)
Bear-child, waving the barber pole peppermint-stick: Horary, we popped it opened. Brother where? You lid, you find. More goodies, we eat easy foods first. Last we will
eat this very large peppermint stick, last. How are we going to share this?
Brother: Let me bite pieces we share?
Bear-child: Sounds fair.
Sister: Brother’s greedy . . . eats all, we get nothing. You hold we share, beside as one.
Sister with head over bear-child’s left shoulder and brother over the right breathing in my ear. Licks went from right to left and then left to right. All went will until the top of the peppermint stick formed a point: brother decided he wasted enough licks and took a big bite.
Sister slapped brother: Greedy, I’m going to tell mom.
Brother and sister up on hind legs in a happy growl fight, which didn’t last long.
Because it’s more fun to be happy — happy playful children, who enjoy their time to roll, joke and jump around on and off cots, tumble on, stumble over and bear pile on each other. At some point, we managed to breakdown two of the cots, grind clothes into the ground, upset and turn over everything we hadn’t touched before. Can’t say anything was left untouched. It can be said for a lonesome child, among human children this playtime was the happiest, focal point of my vacation: Spirit children of who appeared outwardly of different cultures playing with each other. Sad too, how few adults possess the ability to comprehend the way we possessed to overcame the difference. We saw and related to spirit and heart, not appearance or form. Truth, we were as other children, who soon created messes that soon got in our way of having fun.
Short-sighted minds . . . forgot about the problems our actions of joy would/could create by venturing outside. Hearts bright and alive . . . . Spirits soar in love . . . . Our level of playful joy accelerates with each beat of our heart into pure playful happiness. We had been outside playing for awhile before grandmother made her presence known. The picture of us together might not have unnerved her as it did others, but harsh reality revealed what we forgot each moment increased our dangers: those who understand nothing of our truths. Each moment increased her fear for all of our safety.
Slowly she walked over to where she felt safe in getting my attention — in a low, slow, calm voice. “Red Sun, Red Sun, very slowly and very quietly, move, away from those grizzly bear cubs, their mother’s watching you and if you hurt her cubs, she WILL kill you and eat you.”
It was easy to read across her face: conditions can get easily out of control, if we don’t follow my instructions. Red Sun a.k.a. Bear-child: “Why Grandmother? She loves me, she won’t hurt me. Mother sent her children to be with me, to give me a message from the Great Grizzly Bear Father. Now we play together, we’re having . . .
Voice of a stronger force: Quiet! Naive children of innocent hearts, learn the lessons you need, observe concerns across faces: hear the voices, learn to read emotions, hear the real words, not those spoken. All hear me . . . observe, listen and learn.
Mother grizzly stands high from her place of obscure observation: Gur-r, huff! Huff, huff! Mother grizzly bear stood-up twice more outpost, as she uses her head to motion for her cubs. For a moment it seemed the sacred bond was broken, by personages unaware of current spiritual events. This time they believed falsely . . . as they headed to save a child, who really didn’t need saving. Their fear and kill-bear-personalities, made it urgent for three children to part.
Grandmother M watches as we bounce sorrowful glances off of, between and around, before we shared our parting hugs, kisses/licks, just before departure to our respective sides. Reality of the moment – our expression of love did not go unnoticed by all: Open hearts overflowed with joy, through insight, after they witnessed our affection. Nevertheless, sad to say . . . the majority of eyes refused to see, trough hard hearts of stone.
Our respective sides checked us over and found no injures. We parted in dead silence, until Grandmother M’s internalization void of emotional silence was replaced a deafening . . . “WHAT IS THIS? . . . Eyes recognized articles of clothing outside the tent.
“AH! O-o-o-o . . . No don’t want to hear her voice . . . hide?”
Three steps to the tent, Grandmother M’s reflective (I don’t agree with what I see) silence . . . “suitcases on the ground, cots broken, clothes filthy, nothing left intact? Now I see how much fun three small ones can have, together. Playful mess is one thing, but this bypasses messy ten, and goes straight to massive disaster.” Violent spin around on heels, hands in good position to attach to arm: “Let’s go!” Holding tight, to the upper arm of the child, (whose status changed from a bear-child in need of rescue . . . into a child prisoner). Grandmother M’s behavior says I’m mad with her tight holdon Red Sun, meant to prevent her prisoner from escaping.
People all along the way (to her Airstream) parted in dead silence. People parted, as the Red Sea, opening before us then quickly crashing behind us, following us to the shore of the Airstream trailer. Silence: blanketed the air we breathed, the ground on which we walked. We walked in a void, (If anyone dropped a pin it would have resounded as a boulder.) Grandmother M refused to wait for me to comply with her signing directions, in one move, tossed inside the trailer door from ground to couch.
“Do NOT Move! Stay right here, until I am done praying . . . is that clear? DO NOT
go outside.” Looking at the crowd, “I will need all your help when I return.”
Shuts door to close us off from the outer world: “Red Sun, Speak! Do you
“Yes, Grandmother M, but you don’t understand.”
“Talk later, prayers now.” Moving the room divider, as to put a wall up between us,
this demonstrated her emotions.
Lying on the couch:
Please, Great Grizzly, help us? Help her gain insight. They are friends, the only children I’ve been able to play with. A closeness of spirit, bonds us, in ways words cannot describe. . . . How life soared with your sacred children who don’t fear me or think me strange, as children in a white world. No sooner had I finished my prayer, when she returned. “It didn’t take long, for you to receive answers to your prayers.”
“Red Sun, you stay on the couch, until I get back.”
Outside she recruited family and friends for work details to repair damages: this included a group of women from around the camp to wash, mend and iron the clothes. She returned back in a short few minutes, still a little shaken from what was or what might have been. “You will have to thank everyone later, because they all volunteered to save your skin from Elinora, not for me, but for you child. Over twenty people have volunteered to help clean up after you the bear cubs. Its two now, and most might not get much sleep, because of the repairs and clean-up needed. Red Sun, its time for a few important lessons: lift the sit you’re on, please. Do you see a book with a picture of children on it? Give it to me when you do.”
Once I handed her the child’s bible storybook. “After today’s event I want to read you a couple of stories. One about Daniel trapped in a lions den and the other about Jonah in the belly of the whale.”
They were interesting stories which we took the time to discuss, but then I felt it
was time she wrote another story, as I assumed . . . “Now you have a story of
Red Sun and the grizzly bears, to add to the book.”
“Well! Ye-s -s-s? But. . . there’s more to it?”
Shortly before 21:00 hours, Glen Hunter and Elinora arrived to face what makes campers, not so happy campers: Surprise, Elinora, you have entered into your misconceptions of pristine camping conditions. Deviation from the dreams of her vacation turns her mind inside-out, giving her the nightmarish perception of life against her. I wonder if maybe? . . . No, not maybe, it would have been better, if they arrived in the morning? Run for the hills, perfectionist Elinora is out of control, she in a wild woman rage, ready to take on the entire camp with fire in her eyes, language not repeatable and violence over the top. Be afraid . . . very afraid when light of day, turns to dark: as an evil of deep, dark, cruelty awakens Elinora’s dangerous night violence.
Thank goodness for Glen’s policy of listen first, think second and action third. Neither action nor illogically behavior was permissible until after nationalization of facts, connected to events. Glen listened to people in his ears, for over thirty minutes without saying a word, then confirmed facts with Grandmother M, before he got in the car with the broken cots and headed off to the Ranger station, to pay for replacement cots and damages impose on property: by one child of three-cycles and three-seasons, plus two-playful grizzly cubs, not yet, one-full-cycle.
What wasn’t expected, Glen Hunter returned around 22:00 hours with four park rangers trailing behind in two-vehicles. Rangers called a campers meeting; which turned out to be a session of unnerving prattle, illogical demands and deadly threats. In desperation the rangers handed out fliers with simple, clear instructions and rules expected of all campers: From food handling and storage, expectation of keeping the sites clear of litter, as well as, how to handle cookware and dishes. People foods are for people not wildlife. No feeding of or leaving food out for the bears or other wildlife, No shooting of or at any park animals. The instruction seemed simple enough for me to understand. Why it was not logical for adults to understand, can’t say. Wonder if children understand better than adults?
One strange, angry man, the silver man, alone in an Airstream built for six, “IF BEARS COME AROUND HERE I’LL SHOOT THEM, I DON’T CARE WHAT YOU SAY. I HAVE MY RIGHTS AND YOUR NOT GOING TO STOP ME.”
Two rangers attempting to control the event, moved within a couple of inches of the man, “No one! No one is allowed to shoot grizzly bears on Federal land, except under extreme life and death conditions.” The two escorted, the strange silver man, inside his trailer to continue their conversation.
The third over a loudspeaker, “Remember, if for some reason the bears do come into camp, shooting isn’t allowed . . . use loud noises to scar them off, period. Unless a person is under physical attacked, leaving you with no other option to save a person’s life. . . . Even then it’s questionable, if you will be able to save a life, by frightening or wounding a bear. You could make matters worse.
Taking us to the next point, we would prefer for numerous safety reasons . . . if bears should come in the camping area, for someone to come notify us. We’re paid, trained and equipped to handle our grizzly bears without injury to people or bears.”
The fourth ranger: “Weapons are not allowed in the park, since hunting and fishing is not permitted. If you have weapons, would you please give them to me I come around to your camp?” As he collected weapons he gave them the receipt and told the people they could collect them when they left and not before. The two rangers exiting the Airstream trailer had in their possession three shotguns, one crossbow with a number of arrows.
Early morning, after a night without bears, Grandmother M’s up early and it was time for Red Sun to lesson. It was decided I would not share the tent with Glen and Elinora. Not ready to get up, but the continuous soft motion and whisper, “Red Sun, get dressed, it’s time to begin medicine instruction . . . you’re going with me to pick berries and herbs. We’ll eat after we get back.”
Over the road and through the woods, to Grandmother M’s gathering we go. Hunting for herbs and berries, was fun and boring at the same time, until . . . two sweet voices broke the boredom: Red Sun, Red Sun come see us.
“What? . . . Who? . . . Where? . . .”
Voices: Over here beyond these moving bushes.
Eyes search see the movement beyond the bushes, silvery movement. Flat belly crawl under the bushes to spot unexpected beauty: Wow! Wolves, you two are a beautiful. You
are a pair of shimmering silver-gray wolves, lying together as strong lovers. This is meant to be, I can tell by the way the sacred light shines and encircles us from the Creator. Their eyes lowered in a sign of reverence: May I ask? . . . Why do you bow before me? Why do you sing your honoring song to me? Why?
Wolves in unison: We are of your future, it’s not yet time for our spirits to come together, but when the time arrives, you will know. As the time comes close for us to come together a sacred medicine warrior will come to you. When you two come together it will be the time for the warrior in you to awaken. A time when you teach as well as, learn: a time of extended family who teach to and learn from one another, many lessons… A time when many of your life lessons, (more than you desired) be learned on the run as your accomplishments will be in a manner, designed to save lives. When you hear our song you will know and awaken to many skills learned and not recognized.
“Red Sun, where are you?”
“Right over here, Grandmother M, talking to wolf friends.”
As the white buffalo calf disappeared, they too disappeared. But not before implanting one more stick with you message: We will talk more, later, as you need us.
The next evening late, with no further grizzly bear incidents since the cubs visit, most had relaxed and retired to their tents for a restful night or so it was assumed. Many already asleep, when one car load of [by way or no way] campers arrived. The type must people quickly come to regret living in their neighborhood, let alone next door, because of the chaos they invite/create daily. The voice of life within Grandmother M directed her to warn them about the grizzly bears, plus instruct them on the proper ways to protect and police ones campsite, so not to invite trouble for all. She even offered to help them, secure their camp site and wash their dishes, if they needed it. Only to receive language of the uneducated, flung in her face by not only them, but the strange-lone silver man in Airstream for six, whom they just happened to parked next to?
Interesting, these uneducated parked next to the strange man, but were they strangers? When Grandmother M returned from visiting the uneducated, she warned other campers
in so many words: These are dangerous people: it’s as if they’re planning to invite danger and death, by inviting the grizzly bears, to dinner. This will give them an excuse to kill, no matter how many will suffer, because of their actions. Something is up between them and the Airstream man, they have a dangerous agenda? . . . Yes, this much I know it will in some way involve us and more, beyond where we stand.
None had to wait long, chaos reached out as a strong evil wind, with the power
contaminate lives and spirits faster than a forest fire, not just one solitary campsite: It spread to all campers, bears, rangers, businesses, visitors, inside and outside of the parks, plus their chaos came with a high price tag, in dollars on resources and lives. . . . It’s a mystery how in less than 48 hours, the cost of chaos increased by leaps and bounds for Yellowstone and the Grand Tetons. The uneducated caused new rules to be enacted, which many without homes to be ejected from the parks.
The uneducated were either lazy/uncaring people or they intentional set a trap. You tell me, they left dirty dishes spread out across two tables, as well as, two frying pans with an inch or more of bacon grease in each, food in paper boxes and open containers: scattered from their open truck, across the ground and on the benches.
A child’s opinion, it was planned, as the combinations of all things were both catalysis, an invitation set for disaster: “Free meal! Good eats! Come and eat!” Many a critter came to dine, however, it wasn’t until a number of large, grizzly critter on four paws, arrived, the reality of these uneducated revealed itself: chaos and death.
Stage was set and others were drawn into their plan: Every couple of seconds, long and short blasts, interrupts the peace of at least two-campsites, sending those of us asleep straight up into standing positions, thus putting an end to all sleepers sleeping. Considering the horn blast was meant as a call for help from the uneducated. The reality of the uneducated agenda was for others to resolve, the chaos they imposed on the camp. Maybe I should have felt sorry for them, but I couldn’t. Not for any person or persons who thumb their nose at logic — while pitting humans against bears making bears the victims of humans. Glen hopped in the car and headed out for the rangers, before big disaster struck and lives ended.
The call for help horn attracted not only humans but the adult and younger bears, along with two-bear cubs and one-bear-child, whose curiosity demanded satisfaction and action. Can’t say what was happened before crouching down between brother and sister, but I can say we enjoyed, the speedy attractions of a five-ring circus. If behavior told a story from start to finish the first three-quarters was side splitting events.
Wild captivation/fascination adventures. . . . Honest life observations of people, as a grizzly bear, through the eyes of the Great Grizzly Bear. For a short time this bear-child was given the ability to experience life and cultures through honest eyes, spirit and heart of the bear — in a manner — few have ever experienced in a lifetime: Smiles, chuckles, eyes dancing, an array of laughter from the belly chuckles to roars, this night abundant with jolly joshes. Each squeak and squawk, each blast of the horn, and squeal created through and around the uneducated increased bear happiness.
Truth of events, only a few of the two-year-old cubs, were hungry, the rest just wanted to play. One on the roof of the car huffing with each jump/bounce, in unision to the motion of the car, the emotions of the people and the noises which was his bonus. Two bears on the front pushing down on the hood of the car, with another on the back doing their jump/push/bounce actions. Each separate creation of strange noises, combined with the horns was a special gift causing all to roar in laughter, by motion and reaction of the front-end. They were acting in rhythm, not random, for the music of the car movement.
What must have shocked the uneducated, was when one of the youngster stuck its head in the window investigating the sleeping humans, cramped in one car snoring. Wonder what the uneducated woman thought or felt, when she woke to a grizzly bear breathing in her face?
When we arrived she had be in the process of fruitless attempts to chase the grizzly bear away, by squeal sounds which closely resembled a frightened young pig, as she waved a pillowcase. Pleasure on the entertainment scale was at least a nine: The playful window bear mimicked the uneducated every move. It was beautiful to the bear’s brand of fun. The bear grabbed the white pillowcase, from the pig squeal woman then processed to do closely mimic her behavior and sounds. Being an insider into their personalities, laughter and joy turned into a beautiful life experience.
The love and happiness of the moment, one might be able to equate to the experience of life for the first time, the joys of your child in your arms for the first time. Something I wasn’t able to equate with until years later. The reality of the event mattered not — there was a storm brewing or we sat in the middle of the escalation of chaos. We observed bodies with shoulders and necks, which appeared to support heads without brains or eyes. Fascinating how these characters continued to run past, jump across or around, plus a few even walked on top of two-bear cubs and a human bear-child, without realization of the truth under their feet. Theirs was another reality.
We heard a strong voice, give a slight chuckle when we got walked on as a rock, the voice of whom we discovered was the sacred Grizzly Bear Father: See how people are blinded by fears, in their blind fears, they fail to notice you three together. What they believe they see is nothing more than a large rock in their way.
Cubs: No wonder humans get upset, thoughts confused, fears control emotions . . . no
wisdom, no insight?
Father: Remember, the things you observe this evening. At a time when cool logic should prevail the reverse happens. Don’t give way to fear, if you are to survive.
Bear-child: Wow, to think these (questionable) adults are who children must trust their
lives, WITH? Discovery of humor in the moment: See! Watch these headless, mindless chicken people, running in wild-eyeless crazy circles. Not arms, wings flaying at the air: bodies bump into any/everything, hard or human, creating unrecognizable sounds. Can’t say if the sounds are human or animal? Do you think the others without heads can understand?
Cubs: We can’t understand . . .
Bear-child: Hey! Lookie, old time movie, might be cowboys and Indians movie, in reverse. People are wagons using pots and pans as weapons. Some wagon master (?) ordered the wagons to encircle the Indian/bears. Encircle what they want to drive off .
. . can’t say it makes sense. Where can Indians or bears go when trapped in the middle? Round up the prisoners and start killing . . . Yes, yes, they don’t want to get rid of them they want to kill them.
Short previews and flashes of hate and wars across these lands: the blindness of mob mentality.
Cubs: Mother, watch out, silver man, bad medicine stick!
Bear-child: Bad medicine stick, long gun. Why? Rangers tell him not shoot grizzly bears. Silver man and uneducated, must be related.
Cubs: Yes, now understand, reason for food . . . to kill us.
Watch Indian/bear stampede; knocking wagons over faster than anyone could count to
ten. As one who had never recognized empathy connection prior, (sudden pain ripping me apart inside, sensing death inside of me) doing everything I could to not blackout before knowing . . . rolling on ground.
Calling out: Grizzly Bear Father, bear-child Red Sun asks . . . what is this powerful burning pain deep inside? Many thoughts bounding, racing and ricocheting within, relating to events before and after the uneducated showed up, why they park — where they parked? . . . Behave same, they interaction together. Related or not we see
plans made, to set the stage for death of grizzly bears. Maybe words I don’t
hear, but the intent was strong . . . see people drunk with pleasures, when
people and animals are injured or they feed off death when they can spill blood
Cubs: We go, quick.
Father: Red Sun, hear the cry of the bear, it says I am hurt bad, come it is time for
me to die? This is what you feel and what your body reacts to. Quick, I want
you to allow me to speak through you.
Bear-child: Yes, yes, speak!
Red Sun’s body stands arched, as the voice of Grizzly Father speaks in a strong earth shaking voice: Man in silver, hear me, if my child dies, you die, too. Your life is now joined to the life of the one you shot. Do you hear me man? Do you hear the words? This I have spoken and so shall it be, as spoken! Know this . . . YOUR blind anger is the undoing of those who joined you in this. We see in your hearts, you came for blood, to kill, death shall we your fate.
Grandmother M, “Red Sun, have you been there the entire time?”’
“Yes, Grandma . . .”
“What happened, you look as a sheet white?”
Strength wanes in every muscle: body takes a slow nose dive to the ground, in great
pain. “I feel the pain of the bear, silver man shot. Truth the man will die when bear dies.”
“How many times have I told you, Red Sun, words have power and your words, have more power than most? You have sentenced the man, to death. Hear me child, take those words back . . . Right-now!”
“The words spoken are truths . . . words decreed from the powers that be. Know I can’t take back words, not mine: Man was warned and . . .”
Father Grizzly’s voice roars through Red Sun: Man refused to listen he made his choice for death. Truth, sacred lady, the man’s actions cursed him. He must pay the price for his action . . . a life for a life.
Grandmother M: “The man will die if the words are not recalled.”
“Then you understand? The words decreed by the Creator and spoken are not for anyone to take back. Words spoken came by way of the Great Spirit. Sacred lady hear me, the words cannot be taken back without killing Red Sun, too.
Hard time for Grandmother M who saves so many lives: not being able to save this one. She must have felt her spirit was slammed against a wall: Mind in a state of torture, when one realizes no matter what said these truths are not what you want to accept. Sensing her pain of a situation not even her prayers could correct, was causing her great distress.
Red Sun, the child wanted to please her and tried three-times to recall the words
spoken — only to have brain react as if encased in a void of darkness as throat swells shut, tongue swelled plus refused to move, heart and breath quit. Oh, well, I’ll give it one more try, but I fear she will not listen.
“Grandmother, PLEASE! Hear me . . . words refuse to come. The power of the words spoken, are decreed. Can you hear and understand, the words spoken through me were words decreed by the Great Grizzly Father, Great Spirit, Yellowstone and Earth Mother, not my words, but theirs. I was only the one through which they spoke their words, this you have done many times.”
“Red Sun, GO to my trailer! We will speak later, when I am cool enough to speak with you.” Reinforcement by double signing her command, GO, now! “Here comes your dad wth the rangers, you don’t need to be in the middle of this. You thought the people and bars were bad? This is going to get ugly.”
By the time Grandmother M got back to the trailer, Glen Hunter calmed her down and all decided to wait and see . . . before making any final decisions. Truth, Glen realized he might have said the same thing, if he had been here and witnessed the silver man’s behavior or he might have rammed the gun down the man’s throat, he was as mad as Grizzly Bear Father and Red Sun.
At sunrise Grandmother M kissed me on the forehead and handed me a cup of hot coca. “Sweetheart, are you feeling any better this morning?”
“Yes, why do you ask such an odd question? I didn’t die last night did I?”
“Do you think you can go tell the man . . . Sorry, you didn’t mean what you said last night.”
“Tell me true, you don’t want him to die do you?”
“Grandmother the words weren’t mine. IF they were mine, they could be recalled, but sometimes it’s hard for even you to understand, why I can’t do as you ask. Someday maybe . . . you will understand. Grandmother I love you, but . . .” Dropped to the floor on my knees, head on the floor, tears in eyes, palms together. “Hear me, please hear me! Know its hard being torn between you and the Creator, love and reality. Know this, both can’t be honored, here, but this time it’s not your choice or mine, the decree is the will of the Great Spirit.
“Okay, Red Sun, if you can’t speak the words, then take him this plate of food? . . .
It will express a peace offering, but you will have to say nothing.”
“It’s a lie. But anything to make you happy, I’ll take the food, but is not a peace offering, the man has a blackheart.”
“Okay, go take the food, walk-inside, set the food on the table, and say nothing . . . except you carry the food for me.”
Not happy with her request, but I walked with food in-hand, sensations of uneasiness flooded my spirit for even going close to the trailer: Father Grizzly and guardians please forgive me, it’s hard. You tell me to honor and respect Grandmother M, as well as you. Believe me sometimes it hard when you are both not in harmony. I love and respect the Great Spirit. I know deep within . . . your words are truth: his life is linked by the hand of the Great Spirit, not mine or Grandmother M’s. Yes, my heart knows the words are set in stone; they cannot be taken back. I respect Grandmother M, a sacred person whose love of
humankind, does not allow her to see anything but the best in people. Truth, you taught me, one cannot walk in rose bushes without coming in contact with thrones.
Knocked on the hard outer door, no answer so I opened, the hard outer door: which
wasn’t latched, to knock on the closed screen door: No answer, Shower water running, he must be in the shower, this is good. I’ll put the food on the table, she can tell him later. Popped open screen, first foot on the lower inside step, rising to the second step . . . sniff, sniff, strong gas smell, hissing. Head rotates to left in direction of hiss. Fire out under coffee pot, must have boiled over? Oh well! The man can relight it after he finishes his showers.
Cannot explain why, but for some illogical reason in the back of my mind, said it was
important to close both doors behind me. After several rough attempts of slamming the doors shut, they stayed. What was not noticed was the rushing of air sending the gas through the Airstream or the many sparks metal to metal produced each time? At the time, this Red Sun (the child) neither realized the consequences of door creating sparks nor the combustion power of propane: propane ignited, swish flash fire throughout the trailer before one could think or blink. Explosive sounds, man screamed as windows, walls and doors in flight away from the trailer. Luck was on my side, force of something slammed me against a door eared marked for flight, with passenger decorated with food and compressed plate on person, in subsonic flight, above and beyond one-plus acres
of campground. No stopping at edge of campground, the door decided to travel into and through the tree line, faster than a skyrocket.
Wow! Flying without a plane, on a door without wings, no dreams . . . Why are those people flat on the ground?
Grizzly Father: Prepare of crash landing. Watch your head and hold tight to the door.
Red Sun a.k.a. Bear-child: My head, how long will I be in the hospital? Where is this door going to stop? Arms can’t move, help?
Hey, door you stopped, nice soft rocking chair, I’m alive? . . . Yes? No? Gazing out from under trees parts and dirt: tracing conditions where the door stopped to where it all began. Oh no! People getting up off the ground . . . the old lady’s tent in flat on the ground . . . movement, wonder who’s in it. How many got hurt? Look at all those trees, leaning over up to here. Fire in the ground . . . pieces everywhere . . . top of the trailer one?
Father Grizzly: Child safe. Promise made and promise kept, the bear crossed as you closed the door. Park Rangers tracked, found, freed the bear from pain as it’s spirit crossed. The silver man has killed before and done great damage. Here comes your Grandmother M with others racing to see what is left of you, since all they can see is a child covered in branches and dirt. Dirt in food appears as blood to them. (Grizzly Father sent the impression this man and his friends were killer of people and wildlife, for profit.)
“Oh, thank the Lord its Red Sun, alive! Sorry, forgive me, I didn’t listen to you child. You’re alive . . . We feared you dead when the trailer blew-up. Someone go get Glen, Elinora, tell them Red Sun is uninjured and alive, but in much need of a bath.” Turning to those gathering, “The flying door carried Red Sun back to us.” Murmurs of people wanting to know how badly hurt, if they need to get a doctor? Door scraped the top of a couple of cars, too, before hitting the scrubs. The explosion shook the ground so hard it’s proved a real miracle anyone even the uneducated survived. The explosion knocked people to the ground, they weren’t lying on the ground, because. . . .
The man’s Airstream trailer flows in fluidized flames of volcanic ash and metal. The trailer had lost its top, and burnt hot because of its four propane tanks. Yet, before I got to my feet, the uneducated left: without packing or seeking medical care. Gossip said: They neither wanted to speak with the rangers nor wanted to answer questions. So someone took down their license number for the rangers to stop at the gates.
No sooner had the rangers and fire trucks showed up, without even making a motherly
appearance at Red Sun’s crash site: Elinora hatched and idea to support her much sought after escape. “Red Sun’s latest incident is just too hard on me, this isn’t a safe place for her, and I’m afraid the next time she could get killed. It’s time we left here and spent some time in Vegas before going to Kentucky.”
Thinking how her words and complaints prior to our arrival revealed her real reasons for not camping at campgrounds, as camping was beneath her. Elinora believed she was too beautiful and important to be any place that was not luxurious enough for her lifestyle requirements: A campsite without electricity, nightclubs or fancy places to show off her beauty, was not right for her concept of adventure: Her hands and nails got dirty, dust got in her hair and on her clothes. For most folks, it was a nice campground, with toilets, running water, showers and places to wash clothes. Before the fire was out
Elinora lost and we stayed until the third week in August. Red Sun had a great vacation with Grandmother M, from 1 July to 18 August...
“That was around 1950, more than a half a century later, Sacred Yellowstone by any
chance do you remember this Red Sun you gifted with your sacred gifts: who hearts believes the words thanks can never be enough for your autocatalysis influences your gifts to pass on in different way and forms. Promises made took forms and are still in motion as hundreds of lives were gifted with life: lives saved, lives survived, lives improved, through life adventures and experiences.
“Sacred Yellowstone, whose countless gifts range from life maker to life breaker with
autocatalysis influences for ones spirit within the moment and across lifetimes. . . .? Would people treat you with sure disregard, if they understood or recognized you’re power as the sacred heart of our sacred Earth Mother? Truth, your sacred measures of spiritual gifts, unique powers and blessings connects one to countless others with and/or through you via sacred universal wisdoms of the elders.
“Wonder how many across the centuries you touched? What number of those actually
perceived or experienced the touch from your heart and spirit you wanted to impart? Out of those who on some level acknowledged your touch: how many really recognized, learned, listened or accepted what autocatalysis influences you had on their lives?”
“Many may wonder . . . what a few will have the courage to ask of you: Sacred Yellowstone will you answer if asked . . . why or how can unrelated events,
awaken the connection of spiritual abilities by infusing truths into any or all
elements of life and spirit? Yes, I must agree . . . unless, YOU are experiences as Grandmother M or I (Red Sun) did, it could be hard to digestdeeper purpose of ones life. How can one envision, (during the first stage of introduction to), how these unique events could be any part of a combination of catalytic structure/functions: uniting biological, metaphysical-physics to and/or inside space and time with ones environmental codes and abilities, whereby, belief systems and philosophies are influenced. As building blocks,
each event introduced relationships by inner-linking structure and elements to functional operations via enlightenment of a unique evolution of coherent elemental bonding codes.
“[Bonding codes within visions]: Summons forth distinct rare genetic bonding sequences, equivalent to symbolic creation formulas. Thank you sacred Yellowstone Mother, your provocative call summonsed Red Sun so you could empower and awaken, as well as, legalization of birthrights through ceremonial inauguration. What those that ask should know (Yellowstone will answer in her own way best for each individual), for me it began by connecting birthrights with early memories together with lessons engulfing our lifetimes.
Truth, the Great Spirit, along with you, my relations and ancestors’ summonsed forth elements of life which awakened truths of Red Sun’s spirit to an amazing world of new realities: Reflexive, dependency on formal features of — self-construct code — each requiring, the existence of a performance — without conscious thought.
“[Self-construct code] Yellowstone revealed events which weaved together, linked and connected life: across space and time [far-past to past, present and future.] By connection with substance and elements of life to form a functional operation: each linked unique evolutions of coherent codes and bonding. Our coming together proved to be the bonding of ingredients to save lives and assist others to improve their lives, too.
“[Without conscious thought] probably the most important elements: secrets because the
future is never set in stone, inasmuch as, it depends on all of our behavior. One can debate, for and against, the pivot points of life: productiveness of a child’s sacred of spiritual life a child can learn the without all we experienced, together. Maybe Yes. Maybe No. But I can honestly say I don’t think it would have been as constructive or as powerful a lifetime, if Elinora, the egotistical, got her way.”
The first example of what a lifetime entailed and why I honor you with my respect and gratitude for your autocatalysis influences: evolved soon after we arrived in Kentucky. Glen Hunter never made it back from Korea, because he never went. However, the event that would have ended his life in Korea happened on a smaller scale: If he had gone to Korea he would have come home in a body bag, missing a good section of his upper-right-torso and half if not most of his head. His life was spared, but not before he experienced a couple of near-death events. If it was not for the vacation he would have been in Korea, but instead, he was still getting what would be our home to move into, so he could leave in a few weeks.
Time line of events: We arrived in Kentucky, around mid-September, Grandmother M arrived mid-October and was training Elinora how to cope with cold country, before she started her formal lifetime seasons of spiritual training.
The day’s weather began mild, but by mid-morning it turned into major whiteout- blizzard conditions, another one of those great days for training Elinora, survival in this 19th Century tri-level, mortuary/funeral parlor (converted into duplex). Sitting by the fireplace in our front room (once viewing area), the sacred white buffalo calf/wet nose, made herself known: Your father’s life is in grave danger: if you want him to survive you
must sacrifice something that means a great deal to you, hurry.
The first item in sight, a ring Glen gave me without much thought beyond love, the ring with a pray was tossed into a fireplace: Great Spirit, sacred woman save my dad’s life, I offer you this ring as my sacrifice for his life.
Wet nose, calf woman: Now go sit by the telephone it will ring soon, be ready for long journey.
So-o-on, in whose time? Before the snow and lunch, we (wet nose and I) attached our personage to the phone. Hours later a child learned the term ‘soon” was relative, as we were still attached to the phone when Grandmother M began preparations for dinner. As the hours past, Elinora angered spiraled at as Red Sun seated next to the telephone, rude to others on our party line, refused to leave the phone, and the only thing I would say is something happened to dad and I have to stay by the telephone: these words enflamed Elinora and she decided it was it was a good time for a bath.
Wet nose: NO, no bad idea, for many reasons: least of all the weather, weak lungs requires confinement for upwards to thirty-six-hours after a bath. If you take a bath, both you and your grandmother will be confined here, you’ll not be able to leave the house until tomorrow afternoon, which will be too late. Going out soon after your bath will cause your death, yet you two must go with Elinora, if you don’t go two will die, if you take the bath you will die. You cannot take that bath; do whatever you have to do to avoid the bath. All with be forgiven.
Strength no child of four-cycles could possible posses before the phone call. . . this Red Sun so discovered she inflicted injuries to house and personages of Grandmother M and Elinora. Cannot say how long the stubborn refusal continued, but a thin sheet of ice developed before the phone rang and wet nose instructed me to being a rebellious journey up the stairs: Go to the first step turn and fight. . . . One by one these instructions continued until I was at the top of the second flight.
Wet nose: Keep Elinora at bay, the phone will soon ring now.
Red Sun: Okay, wet nose, do hope it rings soon, its no fun fighting with them.
Kicking a shoe at Elinora, she dodged, the shoe connected with the window at the base
of the second flight. Conditions changed to slow motion: in less than ten-seconds of shoe’s flight, mind’s interaction with spirit of emergency, in combination with strange sounds of glass breaking, phones triple ring and Grandmother M reaction as she answers our ring.
Grandmother M, reaction to the voice on the other end, gave rise to her opening statement: “Elinora Red sun knew? Its Glen, there has been an accident, here you talk.”
Out of the house in less than five minutes: on a deadly journey from Perryville to Lexington with Elinora driving through a blinding snowstorm. Worst week of storms in over a decade: Korea’s type of extreme winter. On our way to the hospital, Elinora was so upset she failed see a large traffic accident in process, with a large jacked-knifed trailer sliding sideways, for us. Eyes spotted the danger through the falling snow and Grandmother M saw how to escape, protecting one Cadillac from being decapitated by the trailer. The trailer did take several lives before going down the mountainside.
What if, we had not gone . . . (1) Would Elinora collide with the trailer? . . . (2)
Would she had been one of the twelve killed. (3)What if, she had not arrived to
give her consent for blood transfusions and the required surgeries? Glen might
have died, if not then several days later, without Elinora. Their deaths would
have left Red Sun in the middle without anyone, besides Grandmother M: who
crossed when I was a few seasons into my ninth cycle.
Being a black-marketed child, none of the family members on either side could accept a child, not of their blood. Children of Indian blood were perceived, as non-persons. Glen was important not only for Red Sun’s prime objective, but he too was needed to save many lives, by introducing various lifestyle improvements, which lead to positive social changes, stemming from his political influences (in later years as there was still much in life for him to learn and so much f0r Glen to accomplish.)
Yes, as you can sense, you were a child’s tidal wave, foundation developer, life-maker and, and . . . Truth, don’t want to think it what might have happened without you. As things were going life just might have become a black hole, if we survived, which I doubt. Countless lives lost and/or destroyed, if we had not come together. How do you tell the man that found the courage to go on after losing a limb, might have been from what Glen Hunter innovated in hospitals or someone who met him. His strength gave others the courage to reach out after they thought their life was lost. What happened afterwards never would have happened without your influences.
In addition, Glen Hunter used his influence for the development of better braking systems for truck hauling tractors. (Late 1950s) Campaigned to make sure all gas stations had fire-extinguishers, which saved a few lives: because Glen Hunter survived and he cared. The list goes on as countless events took place from lives improved, lives saved and secret healings.
“These were only the beginning of noticeable events, directly related to awakening of Red Sun within you (Yellowstone) along with respect bestowed on Glen. Reality of influences: Spiritual development, more spiritual awareness, perception and comprehension, empathy growth, a massive lifetime of adventures including saving the lives of other family members and friends.
“Truth of life, many owe their thanks, lives, courage, survival, inner-awareness and awakenings our coming together and your autocatalysis influences. Thanks Sacred Yellowstone for all you started by awakening a child lost. If I had of stayed lost, how many more would have been lost, its something I get chills even to his day, thinking about, inasmuch as when all is said and done, one person can make a big or small difference, but even that has a ripple effect.
[Truth Yellowstone: As a child in the moment, it was hard to understand the greater meaning of it then, beyond two or three bits and pieces. Not sure still if I understand all of it, however, what I can say, It is terrifying to think about the pivot points we all had in some ways on others, from planting seeds to making a difference, which would not have taken place without your heart and gifts.]
YELLOWSTONE AND THE GRAND TETONS ARE SACRED AND THEY CAN BE THE GIVER AND TAKER OF LIFE WITH LONG RANGING INFLUENCES ON ONE AND MANY LIVES.
This is the place that awakened and joined the child to her sacred spirit of the Indigenous peoples of this land, of she is part of and it wanted her to learn and know. You can take the child away from her peoples, but you can’t take the connection out of her people out of the child. This is my road to walk and the Sacred Guardians were determined I would be awakened to the spirit others wanted to destroy.
Red Sun/SunHawk Life Adventures
The Journey to Find the Code of Enlightenment and Light of Life Eternal
Sacred Ones of Eternal Light Coded Messages
Part One in a Series of Adventures and Ceremonies between 1 Novemeber and 3 January: The Sacred Father of Eternal Light of Life and Enlightemnent opens the veil to the coded message he send by way of one sacred messenger.
Universal traditions are celebrated in different ways among different nationalities and families, yet there is certain traditions and truths among most. Grandmother M, who was a very spiritual woman trained by Ojibwa medicine elders, taught our family to celebrate our cycle of sacred traditions with incredible respect and traditions beyond three days of celebration: Honoring life and traditions start [November 1 and continued with various ceremonies and celebrations until the morning of January 3], since this was a time for spiritual development and sacred spiritual communications.
The first ceremony begins with blessing the land around ones property and home with sacred medicines, ties tobacco, along with putting out food for the animals and Sacred Ones. The blessing ones home with sage, cedar, and tobacco, sweet grass. The second is cooking foods to share with elders, family, friends, and others. During this time is when one asks the Sacred Ones questions and offers thanks for all the guidance and blessings one has received through the year.
Thus each cycle of Giving Universal Thanks proved a wonderful cycle of Sacred Spiritual Communications, Spiritual Growth. Ones time for showing respect and honoring the Ancients Elders, Sacred Ones, and Universal Guardians; along with ones guardians, relations, and all our ancestors. Traditional ceremonies and celebrations passed on to me from one scared grandmother, Grandmother M, came from what she learned from the elders and the Sacred Ones.
However, after Grandmother M crossed I discovered one might not become permitted to receive greater spiritual experiences and sacred understanding until one has shown a true heart of honorable love, honoring the Ancient ways with sincerity. Yes, the first few times one is tested before ones receives sacred gifts combined with insight, guidance, and wisdom; which leads to life directions, health and protection regarding ones extended family and family members; while ones also experiences a sacred enrichment into ones eternal life. On various occasions one receives a flood of sacred eternal love, rushing over and through one, along with sacred insight, spiritual guidance, and communication; making it a good time for sharing scared ways and spiritual love with others.
It took a few honoring celebrations and ceremonies for me to prove myself to the Sacred Ones and guardians, before they honored me their sacred blessings and trust. Once they trusted me, I received numerous instructions and directions of what they expect during the next cycle of Giving Universal Thanks; once one experiences ones first season of spiritual enlightenment and receive sacred gifts, their instructions one learns to cherish. The first cycle of awakening came with magnificent knowledge of unique spiritual oneness and universal connections, and afterwards I was on a spiritual high for months.
The beauty of giving is so much more than just offering food but giving of oneself in time and energy, helping to make the life of others a little more joyous, and even that within its self provides sacred blessings, which help with the enlightenment and spiritual blessings. The light we share is a wonderful gift and in many ways the only blessing of thanks one really need. Honest thanks, combined with spiritual gratitude for all each of us received between each cycles, enriches one infinite spiritual communications, conversations, and connections.
One other sacred tradition: we always cherish during these ceremonies begins with our countless one-way conversations. Then when least expected, we receive gentle communications coupled with visions from one or several of our guardians or relations. The same day or maybe several days after asking questions while carrying one one-way communications; we begin to experience spiritual connections and communications; while feeding the elders and scared ones, we might receive communications from the Highest of the most High, Sacred Elders, and Ancient Elders. One can never be sure who or how many will come to answer questions or decided to introduce new wisdom while answering other questions one might have put on their shelve of sacred unique universal questions or give you time to be with relations and ancestors who have crossed.
However, one or more of us might be asking certain questions, which the Sacred Ones decided not answer until many seasons later. Medicine Elders and others who follow the sacred seasons of Giving Universal Thanks, across time discovered certain before they received answer, some of their questions or floating answers require actually a decade of compound questions and floating answers. Before one receives spiritual visions, visitations, and universal experiences which gives us the gifts of discoveries to witness and comprehend the reasons for our journey, concepts behind the questions and answers, while we experience and learn in very unique ways.
Stranger how countless family and friends might have researched and sought answers to some of the same questions floating around for several decade and they receive nothing, until one asks the bulls-eye question. Then and not before the compound series of questions are asked, preliminary spiritual journeys completed and personal spiritual knowledge obtained, and capable of comprehension and analysis of universal knowledge, before quantum surprises. The spiritual veil the Sacred Ones approve certain teachers to open and take those approved on uniquely wonderful journeys where one can experience, observe, interact, and absorb sacred knowledge, in sacred unique ways.
Spiritual Facts are stranger than our everyday reality: with one receives unique answers and adventures to a series of questions, new questions arise and answers to unasked questions, leaves one with a series of floating mental question marks, too, seeking the position and/or home while trying to discover their journeys. Then who can say if the answers are to questions what questions are to answers. Then answers are question asked and you have not yet discovered, or is it possible for s series of questions to suddenly become both answers and questions in some unexpected way.
Now who can say, who it is that hold your answers or you have the answer to their questions? Yet, in some unexpected way you and this person were meant for you to meet, if only to give then the answer to their prayers or questions or the messenger they need. In truth, it has been my experience when one asks important and unique questions, the questions might even come from someone standing in a grocery line, or just during casual conversation with a stranger, even, but only when one is ready to receive the answer.
Traditions began with lessons taught by Spiritual Medicine Elders who were old when my Grandmother M was young, and learned from elders that were old when they, too, were young. Yes, in truth, they taught her many sacred gifts of wisdom, which every opportunity possible Grandmother M revealed in sacred spiritual journeys through her amazing teachings. Since we were not on a farm or reservations, she persuaded neighbors to plant neighborhood gardens.
After the harvests, we always had corn, squashes, pumpkins, tomatoes, apples, and potatoes, along many other baskets full of various vegetables, fruits, nuts and berries. Plus Grandmother M knew many farmers, who donated food, and we had baskets full left by our doors, inside and out, interesting getting around the kitchen and our cellar was stacked full, and some years our front room and dining room, proved hard to walk through.
Nevertheless, before we could share the food we needed sent out invitations and corn meal blessings via drumming, songs, prayers, blessing and ceremony. Only after the sacred blessing ceremonies and prayers, to feed Mother Earth, besides purification of land so the sacred spirits feel welcome and bless all who come to the property. A time when Grandmother M taught me about tobacco ties, prayers and why we needed to place them in the trees and bushes around the property. Next, it was time to see which of nature’s children would be our guest until early to mid-spring.
Next day more drumming and singing is required when we begin to summons and feed the sacred spirits, relations, ancestors and guardian. All the food gathered needs blessings so it can feed not only the mind, but the body and spirit, too. This is a season many need a warm place to sleep and food in their stomachs. The season to feed all who comes to our homes, give food baskets to those in need and/or gift friends food that are important pieces of your family’s life, even if it is a plate of cookies. Food prayed over in a sacred way becomes more than just another meal or snack, it is nourishment for individual physical and spiritual being which includes heart, mind, and spirit, but it gives strength and renewal of life as well. However, before food can be passed out, to family and friends the first five pieces of all things prepared plus harvest goods need to be put out for the Creator and sacred guardians that have helped to insure a wonderful bounty.
This is just the first installment and now I have completed the first installment in a series of what I learned when I decided to take a journey and follow the sacred walk Grandmother M taught me, to travel during the season of Honor the Universe and Giving Universal Thanks. To reach beyond the concept of Christmas and discover the sacred universal message, spiritual code and see what the Sacred Onces really wanted us to know, observe, and remember.
Secrets of Sha-Dra
Most people think animals are something more than a status symbol to be looked, while others consider animals nothing more than chattel, so they deserve no respect. Then others with no respect of self or life abuse animals whenever they get the whim, since they take their hatred of self out on animals. While others love to abuse, hunt, and/or kill animals for nothing more than blood lust sport, who are the same ones that would kill humans of they could get away with it.
Sacred Truth and Question: I wonder if people would treat animals with such distain, if they realized the sacred truth, since all creatures great and small have souls, protected, guided, and loved by angels, for starters. While some are guardian angels, who for a time take on the form of various animals to watch after humans, in addition to teach, protect and guide others. The term others, mean two-legged humans. Yes, there are others who love and care for animals, but I think the Secrets of Sha-Dra, will allow both groups see what ancient sacred indigenous natives knew and learned long before ships from other lands touched our shores and see there is a sacred medicine power that helps guide the humble four-legged and all the creatures great and small.
My first introduction to telepathic communications began close to the time of birth, I was able to sense spiritual energies and hear thoughts and conversation of mortal humans and animals, long before I was able to verbalize my thoughts, yet I was capable of telepathic communication with animals. However, after the bathtub incident where I learned to breathe under water, and met with my Sacred Guardians, my telepathic abilities increased by a hundred-fold, maybe. Nevertheless, not until Grandmother M received a puppy for Red Sun, did I realize the abilities of four-legged and other children of nature. Their sacred guardianship taught me about their real protector, guides, and teachers, abilities. Interesting how after the bathtub incident, heighten my telepathic and verbal communications talents, which allowed me to learn on multi-levels of awareness and enlightenment.
One valuable shocking consequence began with my first introduction to the amazing spirit of the special dog. To those in need, wonderful thing can happen when in need and it is necessary, the spirit of a dog will accept a walk-in, which is how I became acquainted with an Ojibwa warrior, one of a few guardian protectors, teachers, and spirit guides. Warrior and I communicated with each other all the time, and to me for many months I did not see a furry being only a sacred warrior and very important friend. The only time, Warrior transposed into Rusty, the collie, happened when someone beside Grandmother M was in the general area or looking at us. The warrior helped enrich my ability to communicate telepathically with nature and her children, English language identifies by the title of animals, however, I discovered most human children who cannot communicate verbally, find it easy to communicate telepathically with animals.
Telepathic skills, with humans and animals alike, is one of several communicative capabilities my indigenous native mother gifted me with from the first day, she welcomed me into this world. The gifts she gave me are among a number of intuitive and communicative abilities indigenous native children develop at very young age. For this among other reasons, I always thought most of the people had the same abilities to communicate telepathically with nature, her children, and the only reason people spoke words was out of respect when those who lacked telepathic abilities, come around. What a shock, the day I discovered most fail to develop his or her telepathic and subliminal communication abilities, I cried for those that could not and did not develop such beautiful spiritual abilities. Okay, I was slow learner, for it was after ninth grade, when I learned most people were not telepathic and did not communicate subliminally. It is hard to explain since I always heard words and thoughts from those close in my general area, which can also cause loads of problems. Dogs learn to listen and only react to when necessary.
In truth, before Sha-Dra came into my life I had many sacred friends from cats, to a bobcat, several bears, wolves and wolf-hybrids, along with countless dogs. All were great friends and teachers, it is hard to express how each individual spirit shined bright, filled with amazing wisdom and valuable gifts given them to impart and share; some became sacred walk-ins and/or guardian angels and others were angels in training. Walk-ins are normally ones relations, or ancestors returning to teach ones relations valuable lessons. Strange, how certain things that happened in ones lives can open ones eyes to many wonderful secrets of amazing realities and spiritual connections. Sha-Dra has proven a great revelation, whose life gifts are too magnificent, not to share. Several wonderful universal secrets few sacred medicine elders learned and shared with their nations.
Yes, all of this has a connection, for there are many secrets shared. What you experience is up to you. Prior to Sha-Dra, we had a reservation pound dog, Me-haw Mato, whose heart and spirit shined bright daily, no matter how bad she felt, but she had tons of love to share. Her last year with us, required a lot of hospitalization and pain due to cancer, but she struggled to survive out of love. Her last of three long-term hospitalizations, because her days were limited; after ten days, she put her head on my lap and gave me her request. “Mom please let me crossover, I have been told there is a littler was about ready to be born and if I can cross within the next couple of days, I will be allowed to come back and be with my family, a much happier and healthier individual.”
She had extensive Stage 5 Cancer, what we did not know, since we never had x-rays, the cancer had spread throughout every cell and organ in her body. Thus, making our daily struggle to keep her alive, much harder, and the energy to help her live and stay around became obvious, her suffering had hit a range; neither of us could successfully handle nor share. At her request, after many tears we honored her request and helped her cross, but with confusion about what litter and where how would we know, what where Mato would be allowed to go for the new life she wanted and been offered, for her new life. “How will we know where to find you?” The only thing she revealed the litter is close by and you will know, you will understand, they will guide you, to learn the answer to the secret.
A few days after Me-haw Mato crossed, guardians gave me some real pushes and strong impressions to visit with and tell our next-door neighbors, about Mato, so they would not worry about Mato, because they were always bringing Abbey and Mato prime rib bones. Me-haw Mato my Girl Bear, even got too sick to enjoy the treats, so Abbey took them. Abbey enjoyed playing ball, until her best friend lost interest and refused to play ball after Mato crossed, besides she lost all interest in just about everything; including her toys. Until . . .
Our neighbor also lost their dog to Stage 5 Cancer a few months earlier, and yes, all were suffering in our own way, over our loses. Our female neighbor a very caring and sensitive person, who had great compassion for animals, I did not want to burden with our problems or pain, the entire eleven months of determination and struggles with Mato’s treatments. Yes, prayers filled with love were strong prayers, nevertheless, we could only slow down Mato’s cancer, and by the time, we started treatment, in truth, we were too late for we missed the curve to send her cancer into remission. Okay, between medical care, prayers, and cooking all her food with increased vitamins and protein, the only thing we managed to accomplish … an increase in her lifespan by a few months. When we discovered the bumps in her throat’s limp node, she was in Stage 4 Cancer. We had sensed something a couple of months earlier, when we requested a full series of blood tests, we wanted her checked for everything, and the blood tests failed to reveal or detect cancer, since it was not in her blood stream. Only x-rays can detect cancer early enough, for treatment to save lives, which we learned afterwards, blood tests fail to detect cancer in the blood stream, until in most cases it is too late, which is mid-stages of Stage 4 Cancer.
However, the strong impression to tell our neighbor of Me-haw Mato’s crossing, kept pushing me to speak of the pain Me-haw experienced and why her advanced Stage 5 Cancer, we recognized but did not understand, but love sometimes, is asked to accept in love and honor her in love, by letting her will be done. The strange words, which decided to flow out of my mouth, after letting her know Mato crossed, shocked both of us. “Mato expressed her desire to cross, due to a litter being born soon. Great, she would not say anything other than it is close and I will know, other than that, I was not sure. The Litter can be anywhere and where is close and born when?
My neighbor smiled, “I know where to find the litter about ready to be born, and close is next day, close enough? Sunny, our neighborhood smiling golden lab, is expecting pups after mid-August. Too bad you did not get a chance to see the father, he just happened to be one handsome, intelligent, black lab from Canada, double the size of Sunny.” Halfway through with what she had to say, I understood why the impression to tell her about Mato and to make myself sound even crazy, to someone who really did not know me very well. Her words in combination with flashbacks of impressions I received from Mato’s, crossed my mind . . . you will know when you hear, you will understand where I will be, so you can find me.
Now, the only thing, one can do is wait and see what happens when the pups are born. Abbey’s depressions over Mato’s crossings required a couple of daily walk with Abbey, so she could chat with a bunch of her neighborhood friends, in hopes of lessening and ending her depression and feelings of loss. It was not until . . . Until the day of the pups birthing, happiness returned by in Abbey’s heart. Her reaction let me know, she knew of the return of Mato, the instant Abbey became very animated, when we crossed the row of bushes past the driveway area and directly in front of Sunny’s house, her senses came alive. Then I heard Abbey say, she is here, she is back, but I was not sure to find her, but now I know she is here.
We sat on the lawn, just outside Sunny’s place, I hugged Abbey, and whispered, Yes, sweetheart, I knew Me-Haw Mato our Girl Bear, was allowed to do a turnaround, and she was going to be born into a litter close by, but she wants a different name. The Sacred Ones agreed to allow and bestow a wonderful gift upon us, by allowing her a turnaround. However, I am not sure how long after she is with us, she will remember, her previous life with us, but we will know. Yes, in truth, Abbey’s deep awareness, proved one more confirmation, to help us all realize a wonderful truth, although it was not until Abbey’s reaction did we fully accept the gift of life returning. However, not until the next day, was I able to confirm Abbey’s reaction, when I asked the next day, if the pups were born. What a surprise, Sunny birthed 13 pups, but the last one did not make it. Leaving me with the question did Me-haw make it or not.
Sunny’s family invited me over to see the pups, to second day after their birth, but I refused to touch any of the pups until they were old enough to make their family choice. However, I did go to see how Sunny felt each day, and share with her some love, since I loved her bright smiling ear-to-ear toothy personality, if she liked someone, combined with her beautiful spirit. Once the pups were approximately three-weeks of age, eyes opened and outside, during Abbey’s daily walks, by the house, I would sing the song I always sang to Me-haw Mato.
The song even with my out of tune voice always helped her feel better and she gave me her sweet puppy dog grin. “Me-haw Mato, my Girl Bear, My beauty, beauty little girl, my beauty little Girl Bear. I love my beauty bear, my sweet darling He-haw Mato, my Girl Bear.” Interesting enough, each time I walked by singing the song I received a reply from one of the pups, Finally, the time arrive for us to visit, and see the pups. I sang the song to see if Mato would come up to me, okay, Mato along with two other pups, came to the song, so my roommate and I waited to see, which one wanted us. It only took a short time on the ground, before Sha-Dra/Mato climbed up on my legs and went to sleep. However, the oldest daughter took Sha-Dra/Mato away, because she wanted the pup. Heartbreak, the minute she put the Sha-Dra/Mato the pup on the ground, she the pup, quickly returned to my legs and curled up. Thus, we had the one that love us, who picked us, and so we assumed she was Mato, but the next day our assumption received a real answer, by accident.
Abbey and I were walking by, but this time we stopped to see Sunny and the pups. I left Abbey outside the gate, but the escape artist she has always been, quickly opened the gate, and came in the yard. All the pups except for one ran in eleven different directions away from Abbey, except one, Mato returns, ran up to Abbey, stood on her hind legs, hugged Abbey and gave her many I love you and missed your kisses. I watched the reminder of Abbey’s pain dissipate, along with what was left of her depression. Abbey’s happy dance returned in her steps, and once again, she began her circle dance when we walked. The neighborhood was happy to see Abbey’s spirit come back to life, once love and happiness, touched and filled with in her heart. Yes, the pup that slept on my lap was the same pup that greeted Abbey without hesitation. The pup, we assumed was Sha-Dra/Mato, and paid for twelve hours earlier.
In truth, something within our spirit hearts and eyes, along with certain amazing behavior and energy, towards the three of us, provided enough proof for us to accept Me-haw Mato’s return. Then why Sha-Dra, well Mato asked for a different name, prior to her crossing and we honored her desire. Now my roommate and longtime friend, loved Me-haw just as much if not more than I. Mato, became the spirit that softened his heart, not just towards her and other animal life, as well. Mato always followed him around by his right side, which just happens to have a dragon tattoo on his shoulder-blade. Thus, we assumed the same thing would happen, and we gave her the name of Shadow of the Dragon, for her AKC paperwork, shortened to Sha-Dra and she has always loved it.
The first evening we brought her home, I began her training of sleeping in bed with us, this way I could know when to take her outside to go potty, because she was use to the outside, she was easy to train. The first couple of nights I slept with my hand on her, to keep track of her and protect her from my big body crushing her. Wow, the third evening, what an amazing experience, and sacred lesson, Sha-Dra’s guardian summoned her, and unknowingly for a time I took the journey with her. Her guide and teacher, with visual and verbal forms of English communication began her spiritual instructions, and tell her more about us, along with what her guardians expect her to accomplish, and what lessons they expect us to learn from her. Sha-Dar was communicating with her guardian using visual and verbal forms, which exhibited a good understanding and command of our language. Their communications expressed a level of high intelligence, spiritual comprehension, and experiences. Yes, she was speaking with a very handsome indigenous native in appearance—guardian angel.
I think maybe I was able to observe their interaction of information and instructions for a total of seven minutes, before one of the other guardians, discovered I had connected with Sha-Dra’s spirit and took an unprotected spirit journey with her, to a realm only guardians are allowed to enter, meaning she too was a guardian. They sent me back, and from that day to present, Sha-Dra refuses to allow me to sleep with my hand on her after our first spirit journey. One night only and no other time, for she would move until I removed my hand from her back. Only recently, has she accepted my hand on her since we need to take special journeys together, or when she wants us to go for a walk.
Talking about going out and taking walks around the neighborhood Sha-Dar’s first day with Abbey required we go out to reintroduce everyone to Mato aka Sha-Dar. Mato did not like leases now Sha-Dra pulls against her lease and Abbey continues to encourage her to walk between us. Every couple of feet Abbey would touch Sha-Dra with her nose. Nose nudge, to move her along with a nudge included a special mother’s lick. After each nudge, Abbey expressed her happiness with her happy circle dance, raises up slightly on her hind legs, twirl around, 3600 degrees then march forward a few feet, before she turns and look at Sha-Dra to encourage her little one to race up to her. Hurry up child; we have many who must meet you this day. Sha-Dra would give her puppy chatter; “Hey, Maw, I can’t run as fast as you walk, come back for me.” Abbey would turnaround and come back for Sha-Dar, giving her a little push in the backside, before she repeats her nudges, licks, twirls. Truth, I was only the one holding the lease and nothing else, Abbey was setting the pace and taking the lead, she was taking us where she wanted to go.
All the dogs in the neighborhood were happy to meet Sha-Dra, because they gained a niece and she gained many Aunts and Uncles. However, one of Mato’s best friends, Chip disappeared when dognapped by a man who wanted to use Chip for training pit fighters. It seems two days before Mato crossed Chip’s old trainer dognapped him. Now, Chip showed up the fourteen hours after Sha-Dra (Mato came home) so hungry he ate his way through four cups of cooked dog food before he realized a his best friend in a new body was standing beside him. All four left the ground, and he shifted over a good yard, while he continued to keep his eyes on his friend.
The instant Chip landed he looks at Sha-Dar then over to Abbey, back at Sha-Dra and then he gives me a very puzzled looked. “Chip this is Mato in a new body, don’t worry you are not seeing things.” Sha-Dra raced up to Chip, stood on her hind legs, reached up, he kneeled down, to accept her hugs and enjoy her kisses. “Yes, Chip I am Mato, I am back, where have you been?” Chip stared at little one, and back up to Abbey still questioning, “What strange universe is this, what is happening here.” His look gave me a small chuckle, “Yes, Chip this is Mato she has returned in a new body, you are not imagining anything and you have not crossed into a different universe.”
Chip smiled and returned Sha-Dra’s kisses, prior to his decision to drop to the ground, for her to climb on his chest and give him many more puppy friendship kisses. Chip hugged her with his forelegs and kissed his best friend, he went from shock to happiness, and they continue to cuddle for a time. The beauty of watching him gave his friend many kisses of love to acknowledge he missed her. The atmosphere light ups and hearts are filled with great love and happiness, before Sha-Dra sledded off Chip’s chest and down his side in slow motion. The whole time she continued to look in his face, until she rolled to the ground on her back. Naptime, yes, Chip was more tired, in addition, Because of Abbey’s physical condition Chip, went from Uncle to Sha-Dra’s trainer/father. Each day he jumped our common fence played, trained, and protected Sha-Dra for the first two years of her life.
Abbey’s physical health had begun to slip backwards, and she and unable to play with Sha-Dra the same way she played with Mato, so Chip took over playing and teaching Sha-Dra what Abbey was unable to accomplish but Abbey always observed, and protected Sha-Dra. Interesting how they both refused to teach Sha-Dra to jump over fences or open gates. Interesting how they would snap at her if, she tried to jump over fences or open gates and the both of them escape artists. Okay, Sha-Dra needed to open something, and she learned to open the backdoor, when she really wanted. We gave up trying to keep her in the house when she wanted out the back screen door: Even so, we tried several tricks to secure the screen door, but she learned from Abbey to observe and accomplish what she wanted. One of the things I learned many years earlier and it still holds true with for the four-legged ones, where there is a well there is a way, nothing is impossible, only some things take a little longer than others to accomplish but the word impossible is not in their language.
To answer a question that will come, if you have not questioned it, the possibility of it coming up is there . . . Yes; both Abbey and Sha-Dra had guides, teachers, and guardians to help them—help not only us—but other people, too. Okay, a secret I believe few people beyond medicine elder have ever had the opportunity to discover, experience, and enjoy became one of a few special occasions of spiritual communication. The spiritual experience lead to a fuller understanding why these four-legged beings learn to develop a good understanding of our language, strong sensitive to our wellbeing, physical needs, along with keen awareness of spiritual guidance, which includes what we need of and expect of them.
Most people fail to take the time to really speak with their closest friends, or let them know what you need from them, too. Yes, it becomes a wondrous avenue of enlightenment and life when we begin our two-way relationship with verbal and telepathic communications. Truth, things without reservation, enhance the beauty of life, because they to start sharing with us in amazing ways. No . . . no one is crazy when you begin to feel you are having conversations with your four-legged family members, once they feel they can trust you they will begin to share spiritual wisdom and enlightenment.
Sha-Dra’s love for Abbey her friend and mother and Abbey’s love for Sha-Dra her dearest friend and daughter, contributed uniqueness to each of our lives. The combination of Abbey’s love for her family, and our love for her, along with Reiki healings, Abbey survived two years longer than predicted, and the medicine pouches I made for Abbey and Sha-Dra help to extend Abbey’s comfort and life. The medicine pouches became my brainchild, after I receive a crystal bracelet of fifty small pieces of small quartz crystal, which really cut down on my physical pain and helped me feel better.
Okay, by love for Abbey and Sha-Dra, inspired me to use the quartz crystal pieces to make a medicine chocker sewn onto Abbey’s new collar. After I gave Abbey her chocker back with the crystals in it, she became more active and playful. After the crystals inspiration, inspired me to make a couple of additional medicine pouches with other stones and sew them into their chokers. Sha-Dra’s helped her be more aware and intuitive. Once they received their medicine chokers, neither wanted nor felt comfortable without them for any longer than necessary. If I needed to repair one of their chokers for any reason, they would stay by my side until I place their chocker back around their necks. The power of love from Mother Earth has always touched my heart and spirit, and she directed me to see the truth within her gifts. Love is very powerful and gifts of love have wonderful properties to help, heal, and inspire. Truth, since I could crawl, crystals, gems, minerals and other gifts from Mother Earth and Nature, inspired me, and showed me their powers.
One of the gifts Sha-Dar received the ability to sense and/or see numerous forms of spirit and other entities. Between Abbey and her guardians’ guidance Sha-Dra had learned too well to understand various forms of energies. However, she does need to learn some balance, yes; she received training to alert me disingenuous energies, from semi to dangerous energies and entities. The way she behaves around people who drink or do drugs, can be dangerous to my health, the way she pulls and pushes me away, sometimes almost too quickly.
Yes, one need to be cautious of at certain times while respectful, and acceptance of others, including if someone in the physical is trust worthy or not and what their intentions are towards us. Because of her sensitivity, she is able to help me know when spiritual visitors are around, I am not sure but I think she can read auras, in much the same way wolves can see and read, auras and energies, but they are able to read minds and intentions. Abbey had the sensory perception of wolves, and our spirits were able to enjoy and walk together with each other.
Sha-Dra abilities, allowed her to observe my youngest daughter visitation when she came to visit after she crossed, and came to visit, along with countless other spiritual visitations, we seem to receive around here at different times. Thus, not surprising she witnessed the angel that came to visit Abbey, letting the three of us know Abbey’s time to travel with her to the sacred light, would be within 72 hours.
After the visit, Sha-Dra spent even minute she could with her mother, drinking in their last moments together and the love they had to share between them. It was obvious, even before we learned from the Vet Abbey only had days to live the way Sha-Dra was always watching out for her mother and having long conversations with her mother. There was no mistaking the love and devotion they shared between each other, while Sha-Dra watched after and protected her mother, each and every minute, from riding in the car, inside the house, or outside enjoying the beauty of life, she always was by her mother’s side. Sha-Dra’s behavior was one of a few reasons; I took Abbey in for a complete physical and x-rays and we were too, late we should have had x-rays earlier a couple of years earlier.
After Abbey’s crossing and the twelve Grandmothers, helped Abbey in her transition, they came in and interesting way to bring a very sacred and unexpected gift. It seems there is a thin veil between spiritual and material realms, since they have used the same portal numerous times in the last seven years. Coming through the portal between realms, an unexpected visitation occurs carrying a beautiful shimmering energy, similar to the appearance of a folded blanket. When they got over Sha-Dra, the four elders unfolded the star quilt of the North Star, but with unique star energy. The star design on the quilt was but together in brilliant Blue and Silver Star, with four directions divided in half with eight star points. One-half of each of the four directions created in a captivating pulsing crystal blue, the other halves in glistening silver energy from the North Star. Cobalt blue of the early morning sky background behind the silver halves of the North Star was silver. Gathered from the sky white irradiance they used for background behind the silver portion of the North Star. The outer border of the North Star Quilt filled with a foot wide sundown blue border around the quilt. Truth, over the years I have seen star quilts, but never one made of pure pulsating spiritual star energy, the symbol of the North Star blessings, from the Sacred Ones.
Once they let me see the spiritual energy of the quilt, Grandmothers in the four directions stretched the quilt out over Sha-Dra and covered her completely with sacred love, and blessings, as she slept. What a wonderful gift for one to bestow and for another to receive, matters not if human, guardian or sacred child of nature. The next morning, something inspired me to use verbal and telepathic communication with Sha-Dra. Do not get me wrong Sha-Dra had some abilities, prior to the sacred gift of the North Star quilt, but overnight things improved between us on both levels by close to 100 %. The night she received the quilt I received the impression to give Abbey’s choker to Sha-Dra, since the choker possessed strong spiritual energy and it was good to help with her sensory abilities. The gifts made it easier for Sha-Dra to understand humans, hear thoughts, and understand instructions, plus communication her thoughts and ideas to us telepathically.
Either way, with our hearts still breaking, after Abbey crossed, time to be proactive instead of reactive. I made and appointment to have Sha-Dra undergo a complete physical; which included blood-tests and x-rays, this time we want to be pro-active and not undergo the same shock and pain. Besides this would be a baseline as to what the vet and we need to watch during her check-ups. Not pro-active enough, the Vet discovered an enlarged heart, and her red-blood cells were too, high, she needed exercise daily, to keep her heart from getting bad and to get her weight down. Facts, most vets will not suggest x-rays and they are cheaper than long-term cancer treatments and lifesaving medications, when discovered early. Reactive is running after a horse and trying to control it by its tail. Pro-active is controlling a horse by the head and bridle, which means you, earned its friendship.
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Yes, here are a few of the secrets and blessings I have learned from Nature, her children great and small, we need to understand what they teach us has to with our own spiritual growth and development and they gifts we share and offer.
Secrets of Sha-Dra Most people think animals are something more than a status symbol to be looked, while others consider animals nothing more than chattel, so they deserve no respect. Then others with no respect of self or life abuse animals whenever they get the whim, since they take their hatred of self out on animals. While others love to abuse, hunt, and/or kill animals for nothing more than blood lust sport, who are the same ones that would … Read More
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Sacred Truth and Question: I wonder if people would treat animals with such disdain, if they realized the sacred truth, (of how important these animals are to the Sacred Ones), since all creatures great and small have souls, (spirits) protected, guided, and loved by angels, for starters. While (in truth) some are guardian angels, who for a time take on the form of various animals to watch after (and teach us) humans, in addition to teach, protect and guide others. The term others,( referring to us) two-legged humans. Yes, there are others who love and care for animals, but I think the Secrets of Sha-Dra, will allow both groups see what the ancient (our ancestors) and sacred indigenous natives (discovered), learned and/or just knew long before ships from other lands touched our shores about the sacred powers and abilities of those we call animals. (They were able to learn from the Sacred Ones, who used the physical forms of animals, in very unique ways.) One sacred guardian animals are able to teach us to use the sacred medicine powers and gifts with the guidance from humble four-legged friends, teachers, messengers, and spirit guides, this means all the creatures great and small.
(We can learn from all of them if we but we need to be willing to share land and learn how to work together, instead of being selfish and demanding all of life bend to our will. since we are not will to accept life anyway for how we want to shape, mold, and control everything. Yes, the concept of control is a part of greed and selfish behavior.)
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June 6, 2010 @ 1530 hours, I witnessed an angel kneeling beside Abbey talking to her and comforting her. Within minutes, Abbey went outside after not being able to walk all day and her daughter followed her. They talked together for a while and then Abbey went to lie under the oak tree in our yard and her daughter Sha-Dra stood guard beside her mother. The two of them stayed outside until the sunset, with Abbey listening to the birds, enjoying the cold breezes and all the beauty of a beautiful spring day. The ravens came and sat on the fence in front of her with the robins and finches singing from the many bushes and trees, surrounding Abbey. They all continued to sing many wonderful songs, to Abbey, until she decided to come inside. . . . . .
The journey is a sacred trip we take, when we cross, and one was no less sacred than the next, animal, or human. Now I want to report to all of you she is happy and in a good place, but she is not a four-legged now, but rather an Elder. Twelve Grandmothers came visiting me last night, within seconds of turning out the lights and lying down, to let me know Abbey was a sacred grandmother/elder/angel who had come to teach and observe me. What they said confirmed what I had sensed, a guardian angel, who chose to come observe, and guide those she could, during her current journey . . . . . .
They carried me to a path, I followed the path to a door, and through the door, I went, into the sacred light, I stand, into the sacred light I stand. Into the sacred light, I stand. Within the sacred light of eternal life I stand, with the sacred light of eternal life I stand. Within the sacred light of eternal love and life I stand, within the sacred light of eternal love and light I stand. . . . .
Couple of early mornings later on 20 June, while I was sitting at my computer and Sha-Dra sleeping beside me, I see a light from the corner of my eye and I look to observe a star quilt of star energy carried by a few of the grandmothers’ to give to Sha-Dra. They covered her with the star quilt, with the design of the North Star, with colors of brilliant crystal blue, energized silver, pure white and crystal light reflecting the light of the Northern Star. Once they laid it across her, Sha-Dra and the sacred star energy quilt became one.
Darn she received the sacred power of the Northern Star and I receive the sacred gift of a Medicine Shield, lance, and spear, quiver full of arrows and a bow. The Sacred Father, High Council of Chiefs, and Medicine Elders, decided I was to receive all the sacred gifts and power that goes with what they delivered and gave to me. However, I received the Sacred Medicine Shield, with all the rest some time back.
Recalling Journey along the Coastline
Questioning Why …
Much Confused …
Recalling the Journey to the Sacred Father in his Eternal Universe
during our drive along the Coastline
Time with the Sacred Father
This is our conversation a couple of weeks after the Sacred Union, and we had time to review segments of the last six months, along with searching for insight into what it means to our future and still very confused about what to do and how to handle it.
We could only meet on rare occasions, until divine intervention stepped in, and the owner of the roller-rink planned a three-day special of tripe-skating sessions, for his grand re-opening at the new skate-rink, which also coincided with the final weekend of school vacation. Did the guardians know of his decision or did they have a hand in allotting us these wonderful forty-hours together, by helping with his decision? Have to return to base by 2000 hours on Sunday, his career makes me nervous, because the next call might mean a covert assignment or deployment to Vietnam and who knows how long he will be gone. Then no one knows, who, what, where and how, until his handler calls; sends him a message; or a messenger appears with sealed papers directing his upcoming actions. Sometimes the message came in a cigarette package, telephone call or inside a sandwich bag.
What neither of us realize a month after our sacred union, this would be our last conversation the government and events would allot us for more than two years. SunHawk could not even let his family know about Red Sun and our sacred union, thus if anything happened, I would have to meet him on the other side or learn from a couple of his friends, if they survived. After this weekend, he had been assigned Covert operations into action, four days later the plane he was in Vietcong shot down. The Saturday all but two bodies ended up captured or killed by the Vietcong. However, the government could not find the remains of SunHawk and Surfer, so they assumed both were part of plane ashes, and the government classified both KIA, (Killed in Action). However, SunHawk and Surfer survived, because a tribe of headhunters hated the Vietcong. They believed the enemy of our enemy is our friends. SunHawk lived with them closer to two-years, and his adventures there were amazing. However, this is about our last week-end together, not our separation, which will come later.
Sitting straight up, looking across the table, when rational reality slaps one with a strong wake-up headache and flashes all through brain, before landing both behind eyes. “Now I understand, we were meant to meet to activate our spiritual/protective awareness protection to increase sacred powers to life and . . . two halves needed to become whole. I thought it meant a connection between brother and sister bonding.”
“Now hear me out then you can tell me what might have given you hints before, you planned the drop and plop, although neither know the consequences, before our hands touched and our eyes connected, only then did we understand after we had succumbed to the spiritual connection. I can say it was a persuasive indication and power message our Sacred Father of Light Eternal decreed we come together. Did your prophecy come in cryptic style messages?” SunHawk starts to say something more the Yes . . . but I continued to talk over top of him, since I was still nervous.
“First message I can recall happened on my seventh birthday, at a social gathering (but I have reservations about the term Pow-Wow,) with Grandmother M, when her longtime friend and medicine man: he spoke of a trip along the coastline of California. You come on a trip south to the bottom of the state; from there you do a turnabout to the area called Queen of the Mission. You will stop at a cove and learn your truths. However, you will forget all foretold until after you returned from the ceremony and journey beyond the cove.”
For many years, each time I would give my argument of becoming a nun; my guardians would smile and whisper, “We shall see” . . . . Then each time provided a few flashes, first flash spiritual, inspirational, vague, quick, flashes of colors, along with brilliant awe-inspiring blinding light. The second flash: two forms, (one male, and one female,) the male holding my left hand, we are standing before He who is the Highest of the Most High and the Sacred Mother by his side . . . on a floating island.
Darn I just remembered the flashes of that repeating vision and the words that joined it. “You will know him, when you see him; your Sacred Fathers betrothed you two to each other long before your birth. There is only one marriage for you. No other marriage accepted or allowed, besides the union between you two, and that will be when the Sacred Father summons you two before him, for yours is a sacred universal union. The elders spoke of how the most Sacred Ones are involved in our betrothal, on the day of our ride along the coastline all the way down to the bottom and up to the Queen, then to the sacred meeting place: where two would learn about their life journeys together. That is all they would say, except I would know the one who the Sacred One wanted me to be with when I saw him. The traditional buckskins with apron decorated with quill and beadwork. This included long braids of a warrior wrapped in red and I knew the only person I could marry was a traditional red warrior, no man of any other nationality.
SunHawk can you explain why you felt so inspired to take the long and very strange ride along the coastline. You drive from San Fernando to Santa Monica, then south to San Diego and we stopped for a couple of minutes when you said, “No not the right place.” Next, you asked . . .
“Do you trust me and are you up for an adventure?” However, I ask several times after I had completed the turnaround and head north, until San Barbara; which is the area of the Queen aka Queen of the Missions. We drove around and each time I asked is this the right place I received…No not the right place. Then I kept getting flashes of other places; and we have a number of other places to check out numerous beaches beginning with point “A” all the way up to point “Z” and one of them had to be right.
Consequently, you did another turn around, and drove until just it was dinnertime and neither of us had eaten all day, so we felt inspired to stop at the restaurant above Paradise Cove, since it was the only place to eat out and open for miles in either direction.
“It seems they always, guided, protected, watched over, and directed us to the point where we met at the rink. I am now beginning to believe they had their hand in the triple/triple for us to come together for our sacred spiritual/universal bonding and union at Paradise Cove. Now the questions are why and what is ahead for us and why now, why not in a number of years? Now do you want me to tell you about the strange things I have experienced?”
“Sure, tell me, what is strange?”
Please understand this truth is stranger than fiction, on numerous occasions, before we ever came together, I received cryptic messages regarding our coming together. There is a female coming into your life and you will know her when you see her. You will take a journey along the coastline first you go west, then you go south and then you will do a turnaround again and head north. The place you seeks is along the coastline, it is your Sacred Place for our sacred meeting, the why for of the meeting you will know when you get there. Tell me what impressions or messages did you receive? Red Sun finish telling me what you received then I will tell you what I received.
“Cryptic messages, now the first one came when I was with Grandmother M and she introduced me to a Sioux medicine man, who was a longtime friend of hers . . . . He touched the top of my head and said; “There is a man of Michael who is coming into your life, you will know him when you see and understand all when you take a long trip along the coastline, and find the place summonsing you two to join it; for there you will understand all.” Those were the very first words out of his mouth, before he said anything else. Then with Grandmother M, I learned not to be shocked and all things are possible. I think I was only four years old, when he touched my head.
The third cryptic message came to me by three-spiritual leaders, I had never spoken with, came to me at a gathering, and the first words they said, “You will know him when you see him, the Son of Michael. The time is coming close for you two to come together; the time is sacred; and the journey you two will take together is very sacred. You will go west, then south, then north and then . . . until the place summonses you two to come for a sacred union… You will know and understand why once you enter this place.”
The fifth time I can recall the Sacred Ones wanting to make me aware of you, happened when some friends wanted to surprise me with a special birthday present and they pooled their money together for a special appointment to see a world-renowned tea-leave reader. “Do you know the Son of Michael,” and I looked at her rather puzzled, “you will soon. You will know him when you see him. Then the two of you will take a long journey along the coastline, you first go west, then south, then north this you do to find the right place and when you find it you will understand.”
By this time, I was beginning to feel, really freaked out, too many people saying the same thing, years apart, except this time they referred to Michael and your name on government papers is Michael. Yet, I did not expect this sacred, unique event, nor did anything prepare me for this type of sacred union, if that what it was. Now SunHawk you tell me, what you know.”
The first message, beside the ones my grandfather gave me came when I was living in Japan; Papa San took me to a very powerful seer, because I wanted to stay in Japan and I was refusing to listen to his advice. She told me I would have to go back to the states, it was important my people needed me and there I would meet my sacred partner. Our meeting was too important and sacred to ignore our union; it is one of the sacred corner stone of life eternal. You will know her when you see her and not to worry things would work out, because this sacred one is six cycles and a couple of seasons younger. Worry not, all things are as they are to become. She too spoke of a trip west, south and north, we would travel until we received a summons to stop. Then we would know this place when we received a summons to come to the sacred placed prepared for us.
The first day after I returned to Los Angeles, I went visit friends at temple, only to hear the first words greeting me: She is here and in time, you will touch her. This one you will know, when you see her; and there will be no doubt or any reason to question. Your union is sacred, this you will understand after you enter the sacred place. I spend a couple of days there, before I visited my grandfather and the elders. While in Japan, I received many marital arts training and skills, added to rapid enhanced development of intuitive awareness skills. Enriched skills and nowhere to use them, unless I return to Japan or so I thought, until after I met with my grandfather Standing Bear, underwent a sweat and vision quest, grandfather and the other medicine elders, had much to say.
They confirmed what the seer in Japan had to say, word-for-word and concept-for-concept with the exception of the vision they received from the Great Spirit, revealing our Sacred Fathers betrothed us to each other long before our births. Then they received the message we would know each other when we saw each other and they mentioned a journey along the coastline from west to south and south to north and then we would know where to stop and the sacred place would summons us. However, for us to survive it was important for the two of us to come together. They completed the ceremonies with information they received from the Sacred Ancient Ones, about my future in the military and all the good I could do to help our people.
Tell me then, dear sir, how did you know me when you saw me, and was that drop and plop a setup?
You were beautiful wearing a beautiful, white brain tanned, buckskin outfit, decorated with beautiful bead and quillwork. What I thought breath taking beautiful was how the beadwork of the four-direction, look inside quillwork of the Red Sun radiating its beams in the form of a compass rosé. Your long black hair wrapped in ermine with red tights on one side and blue on the other, which I thought was strange, until my guides explained their reasons of why the red and blue wraps around the ermine wraps. She wears these because she is and has been in other lives and this one too, a very sacred, wise, and powerful spiritual warrior woman with strong spiritual medicine abilities. When I heard your traditional name, I realized why the Red Sun with the sacred connection to the four-directions.
When you told me you saw a Warrior with the apron of a War Chief, and later a Medicine Bonnet, says to me these are what have been and will be, but only our life journeys will say what really is truth. My grandfather has always said all spiritual paths are grey, and it is only how we live our lives and the spiritual path and direction of our life journey, what color or colors our spiritual energy will we activate, along with how we effect which direction others will follow because of our influences”
SunHawk goes into silent mood for a few minutes to speak with and hear what his guides had to say to him or assist with memory recall. Thoughts speaking aloud to his protectors:
Yes, that is correct, assumption and assumes, can be far from the reality of truth. Assuming can proves crippling, if we try to force prophecy to come true. For the two of us we assumed our original plan mixed with assumption meant to make a special journey of connection. We would have our answers when we saw sunrise and sunset, just for us to remember our special moments together.
Red Sun, we saw both the sunset and the most sacred sunrise within minutes of each other, and we will remember our special journey together. Our reality, we could never be sure when the opportunity for togetherness might be afforded us. Now I remember what my grandfather Standing Bear said, ‘Your sacred partner, you will know her when it happens, for it is a sacred union.’ However, what I assumed and what happened proved not the same, as assumed. Yes, the twelve sacred Chiefs and others summoned us to come and meet the Sacred Ones. We crossed beyond the veil into the sacred spiritual realm. In fact, I was not sure of what the term sacred union referred to actually, expect I had to trust I would now it when it happened.”
Red Sun to SunHawk:
We have another matter here; we became too tied up in the moment of countless activities, we failed to recognize our telepathic communications skills, along with our other spiritual abilities, we need to question if they were involved. You told me about your training with your grandfather Standing Bear that was a medicine man, the spiritual teachings and mind control abilities you learned in Japan, and other training you learned in the Dali Lama’s Temple with the spiritual warriors and more mental control and development. Thus, you can project mental pictures, influence thoughts, and emotions. You can even tricked people into accepting false experiences and believe.
Nevertheless, my other half, Red Sun can you explain just how it is possible? Exploring our behavior prior to such sacred experiences, we both experienced within/between up to and on the bridge/walkway, which carried across the water to the floating island. Can you explain why we were both hand in hand so far from the blankets on our knees in the water when the darkness returned?
“No, my sacred other half, SunHawk, I cannot. I have had plenty of spiritual journeys, vivid spiritual visitations, powerful interventions, and been summonsed across to visit with and stand before my Sacred Father and Mother, and in the presence of the Archangels, but never anything this powerful, vivid and real in all ways. In truth, nothing this overwhelming, before the twelve Sacred Chiefs aka Archangels of our People return us from within the eternal light, to our realm, and how long before we realize, we are on our knees, in the water with waves breaking over our heads, knocking us all around, but our hands remained fastened tight. The more we explored the various spiritual communications is physics related on one-hand, yet must as much if not more sacred on the other hand, at the same time. . . . “
In unison, we both received the same concept: “Spiritual and Universal Physics equals Quantum Physics; which is far greater than a large group can recreate, at this time.”
Our great spiritual love gave us great respect for each other. The respectful distances we sat from each other, our hours of intense conversation, and how we always loved our various forms of communication and conversation . . . unaware of the world around us . . . when together. We missed the sun touching the horizon and the song of it falling below. Yet we witnessed, beyond imagination and belief, an incredible sacred light eternal and received an invitation to meet the Sacred Ones.
Red Sun I received a look into the future and I heard myself saying the following words to you and giving thanks we had met and we had touched. The following is what I can remember:
You are the one who awakened the light in me, and brought the best out in me. Your touch at the skating rink delivered light sending away (dissolved) the anger, hurt, and pain, which had for too long been my worst enemy. You are my key to open passages way, put an array of pieces together, use applied logic skill, and develop theories given one or two possible scenarios: which the men in my unit and commander discovered over the course of the weeks and because of a series of events. Life behavior prior to . . . I would have acted first then thought up an excuse, afterwards. Instead of vicious interactive behavior, with you winds of change along with many seasons of increased creative spiritual power, inspired by our touch given us by the Sacred Father’s touch. After several weeks, I realized our touch equals the key to powerful interaction. Our sacred touch provides life with intuitive abilities to analysis first; plan actions and guidance depending on our sacred latent abilities. Yet, never allow oneself are bogged down in thought, when we fail to use our instincts. Same thing the Marine Corp and my grandfather had spent years trying to teach me, your touch turned into life realities.
Red Sun, the next morning on my way back to the base after Saturday’s night first touches; I received flashes of hallowed ideas and pictures of long missing connections gently flowing together. Doors, windows long locked, paths blocked, no longer blocked and life void of keys, you and I received matching keys, which unlocked our life journeys and sacred adventures, guiding us into the great light.
Second introduction of flashes revealed spirit separate vases void of sacred energy waiting for sacred life energies to awaken, heal, and instill sacred life eternal. They revealed we had long been broken pictures and separated because of struggles between others. What we did with our touch of togetherness, was awaken the deep hidden secrets. A secret coded energy signals the crystalline pieces, when correct energy crystalline meet they join, secrets awaken and turn two halves into a spiritual whole. Imbalance transposed into true balance.
Third vision began at rim sleep suggested what had been hollow/vacant our sacred touch made whole and/or repaired. They showed me an empty lake filled with dancing waters and two halves expresses the appearance of a sacred hallow glow.
SunHawk and Red Sun receive spirit communication:
Your inner-power stands strong and strengthens the others weakness and we stand strong with you to help you teach you to strengthen your weakness. You both with experienced the same intense connection and visuals, between each other, when you need to combine your sacred energies and abilities. We will supply more impressions of psychic impressions of thoughts and visions. We will supply you with the gifts to combine your strengths and abilities with each other strength, assist one another to be all each should be, for it is important you both do not live life in blindness, anger, or hate. Your bonding gives healing to emotional wounds across years of hurt and pain, each deep wound, and poison that had once touched our spirit, one lightning bolt connecting you to your sacred life, vanquished the darkness and ghosts within the eternal sunlight of the Sacred Father.
The spiritual night with us on the beach was a prelude to the beginning of many questions, waiting for many answers to our whys; you will receive explanations linked to your need to know and spiritual wisdom you need to know along with their importance. We cannot promise you two will spend many physical hours together but you will spend mental, spiritual and universal time together, now your touch was the beginning of eternal and spiritual bonding. No matter where the two of you are in the world, you are always connected. What might have happened if the Military Police had caught SunHawk out of the area and together, we made sure you were invisible to those that might have caused you problems, for you are under our protection? Court-martial need not interfere, only your eternal relationship heralds the Guardians’ protection and presentation during times of importance.
Remember, you both found it hard to comprehended more than a little slice of why we needed you two to be close until . . . Paradise Cove, the sacred light, marriage ceremony, sacred universal union ceremony, that took place on the Ceremonial Heart. Now that you have visited us do you understand?
SunHawk for months, this Red Sun’s spirit-heart sensed a sacred spirit, he is traditional with spiritual medicine abilities and spiritual warrior skills, and visions showed this one inside a sacred red circle, all the while my spirit-eyes continued to see the power of many traditional warriors. The one in the center is a medicine warrior with long platinum blonde braids wrapped red broadcloth, tiger-eyes of many colors, solid muscular built and fair skin. You matched the description of Crazy Horse to the last line, born a hundred years too late and one hundred years too soon, his favorite opinion too, if my memory serve me right.
Yet you have the presence and style of Willie Nelson’s younger or twin-brother, including your love of western dress. Too thin and wirer to fit into the Kenny Roger category, which some people assume you might be, because of your platinum blonde hair and platinum whiskers. See I was listening when you were talking to one of your friends.
What you lack in outwards appearance your wit, intelligence, style, spiritual medicine warrior abilities and general all around skills, reached my spirit heart beyond physical eyes; which means I witnessed the truth from your guardians and your eternal spirit, with my spirit heart and eyes. What you reflect to others is what he or she needs to see, and comprehend. They see your spirit energy and light shining first, since your physical form is the canvas of what your spirit speaks and reflects; which can appear differently to different individuals observing you and/or what they need to sense. Your spirit speaks loud and shows everyone how handsome and bright your real spirit can shine. Your ability speaks louder, shines brighter, displays confidence and strong healing power; which confirms the true beauty of a person from the inside . . . outward. Grandmother M always said beauty come from the inside out and beauty is as beauty does.
What an interesting combination of Crazy Horse, Willie Nelson, and Kenny Rogers, I am not sure if that is an insult or compliment. However, I sure would love to have some of their money, since I lost my singing voice when I went through purity. Even though with money comes strings and responsibilities and that is not my spiritual life training.
Truth, SunHawk, many told me I would know him when I see him and there was no way I could deny we were not meant to meet, especially, seeing the true SunHawk’s spirit picture. Yet, I cannot help but wonder, if this I saw came from our eternal connection or the Sacred Ones and the Holiest of all our Sacred Father—Sacred Light of Eternal Enlightenment to all life forms and this Universe. Did you and your eternal spirit sense prior to my appearance and spoke loud in sacred universal language, to insure we meet.
Guardians painted for me the reflection of your true inner spirit. Spiritual vision painting and voices summonsed my attention towards, he who is the one, the sacred spiritual medicine warrior, wearing he complete traditional outfit showing what you had earned and who you are in eyes of the Sacred Ones Eternal, the one I could not take my eyes off all night, yes I kept looking for you at every turn on the floor.
Then your personality, glowed with amazing spiritual intelligence, combined with analytical skills of great importance: which includes a rare ability of sight beyond sight; great skills to guide, protect, and foresee who is where, alternate courses and plans to examine, paths to handle and what is important to review and what to by-pass. Your rare spiritual warrior skills are sacred gifts few spiritual warriors possess, they are gifts given to sacred spiritual medicine warriors, across many life times, it seems, or that is what my guardians told me when they were trying to get me to agree to speak with you. They did a lot of talking and painting a wonderful picture of you to me. Thus, all of what they showed me and said just happen to add up to a wonderful part of your Intelligence and your attraction to me, since intelligent is a major requirement in my life.
My current IQ factor the military records show between 280 and 320 depending on tests.
Red Sun grabs SunHawk’s hands and kisses them:
See what I mean enormous knowledge, awareness, and analytical skills. . . . Few geniuses possess practical application of abilities combined with spiritual medicine skills, resourceful mathematical intuition, and leadership talent to guide not control. Inspire people and get the best out of each individual. It is amazing how you have the knack to make people feel neither small nor insignificant . . . Instead you inspire and encourage inner-courage, strength and lift people in a manner, which enables them to awaken their spirits to inner-life and wisdom. You help them see inside and retrieve their natural talents, develop special hidden gifts and discover new skills. Okay, so these are things they either revealed in visions or took me on journeys to see, along with a lot of chatter. Truth, the guardians wanting to make sure I see you and understand you have been talking so much, they caused my ears to bleed.
Hey, Red Sun, the time has come to get this conversation on track. You are still the same, not even n this lifetime have you changed a bit. Maybe it is a good thing I have the ability to lace conversations together. Yes, they showed me you have the bad habit of talking about three of four different branches of conversation, and subjects at the same time, and one could easily get lost. Yes, it is hard for most to follow all your different branches. Since our spiritual and mental connection, it is easier to ride your multi-tracks. After we touched . . . You do remember that touch at the rink—Right? Then you have fun analyzing conversation and so it is nothing for you to talk along the same lines of concentrations,
Red Sun taking time to think about SunHawk’s sarcastic comments:
I thing that brings us to this moment, are you trying to humiliate me with a backhanded insult masked inside a strange question or what? . . . Our hands touching with 480 volts of energy bouncing between us, it felt similar to receiving a bolt of life giving lightning. Definitely, not something one can forget. Do you think I am that dumb just because your IQ is 100 points higher than mine is, since mine is only around 168 to 180, depending on who is giving the tests? Reference to what . . . what was that I forgot about? Oh yes, hands touching, my sacred, eternal, spiritual husband, no I take that back I am not your property, I am . . . no we are to one another eternal, sacred, spiritual, eternal, and universal life partners,. The term husband and wife, is degrading I am not your chattel or personal property, we are eternal life partners, joined by the Sacred Ones, not just physical property or slave master, we are two halves to a whole and each one a key to life eternal. Going to investigate, our correct term for two-halves, life keys for universal/spiritual connections, between sacred medicine spirits and eternal partners, from which there is no divorce.
Partners, in truth, our true sacred universal life started when our hands touched, before that moment, spirits felt void and empty, a life void and empty of all emotions and heart sought the formula to awaken, but I only saw life in a dark hole. Touch connects and awakens us to sharing of visions, words, feelings, and experiences, daily. Strange how our unique connection did not make sense, considering you will or might be gone soon, to wherever, living another life or disguised for some black-ops assignments that are sometimes long. We both assumed we would not see each other again, after the first nigh and the first touch, but sacred guardians refuse for us to let go. Yes, I remember the touch.
[This is where communications of our joint memories turned interesting, and hard to clarify, evaluate, and recall who initiated or finished a word or words, sentence, or paragraph. Our personal interactive evaluation via communication of the numerous communications, visuals links, adventurous journeys, and sacred adventures, together of unique experiences. The only thing I can suggest is listen with your heart and experience it with us. This is where you could sense someone in the backroom listening to your conversations and decided to take over your conversation with their interactive holographic presentations.
So many conversations via spirit communications inside of and encircled by holographic interactive presentations; viewing past event concerns, influencing current, near present and future events. Outlining how certain events needed to change, if this world is to have a future or it will turn into a dead planet similar to Venus and Mars. From what I can remember, Archangel Gabriel transported us back to our assigned current forms to fulfill our current life assignments on this planet.]
What time after how many cups of coffee? Look outside the shades of night had begun to take on the hues of early dawn. We should have already been across the mountain and crashed out. Right now, I am too tired; I need to get a nap, do you mind if we take a nap in the parking lot just above Santa Monica Pier.”
No, it sounds good to me. I am not going to make a good passenger across the pass; I will be asleep before we get two miles and we do not have to be back to the valley until after 1600 hours. They went back to Vegas this weekend too, because they went there on business matters, to see about building a shopping center.
We pulled over in the convertible with the broken top; we could not get up, and went to sleep, in the front seat, embraced in SunHawk’s arm. When we awoke, three hours later around 0900 hours, we discovered we slept with our heads touching, and experienced the same adventure. We know we had just returned when a couple of surfers asked; “Where did, you two come from; you must be magic, because you were not here a minute earlier. You look like you were sleeping her all night.” By the time, we returned the parking lot was close to full with all the suffers and sunbathers.
What proved even more interesting we had received our first invitation to the Village of the Ancients . . . Sacred Overseers of the Traditional Peoples of the Red Nations? The Sacred Village of the ones that guide, inspire, and teach those who want and seek to learn, to help guide those who care hold true to the sacred traditions, which is also the home of the White Buffalo Calf Woman and the place where many other Ancient Elders continue their sacred spiritual connection to our people.
They say one picture is worth a thousand words, but our visual interaction journey and experiences were worth millions of words on several levels of comprehension and awareness. It is hard to count the many spiritual volumes, which amplified and enriched our spiritual intelligence and expanded our intellectual capacity to calculate, investigative, interpret, research and profiling on multiply levels. See things with intuitive logic combined with spiritual direction and understanding based on history, current conditions, and eternal implications. Yes, after our sacred experience of spirit/life, the Sacred Ones changed and enhanced our daily life adventures on countless levels of living. We went from living life on one level to living three lives actually on several levels, which we somehow lived all together at the same time. Amazing how this sacred union increased our responsibilities and duties almost overnight.
Time to head home, we felt there was any more urgent summonses, or spiritual visitors, we needed to expect after our introduction to the Village. This was also our last opportunity to skate a full session together as sacred life partners, we wanted to see if it felt any different. After all, we did meet at the skating rink that was the catalyst to one more purpose on our life journey, filled with many unexpected changes, which took us on a one-eighty to a much higher and more spiritual life journey. The following weekend he was some place in the jungle of Vietnam or Laos and assumed KIA, in truth, our union gave him strength and protection, for I was his shield.
If our conversation kept you, confused and uncertain about what was happening we were lost and not sure, if we wanted to accept the Decree of the Ultimate Sacred Father and the Highest of the Highest Council of Chiefs. We were both young and still had a life of discovery ahead of us. Yet, our guardians continued to chat in our ears daily and took us on spirit walks each, night. The guardians knew he like older women and this was a girl, too young for him and a real anchor to him. The rest of the time, the guardian had many ear burning chats in my ears daily, since I was not sure if I wanted a covert op, for a husband who loved his liquor and fighting at the top of a hat, when he was not skating. Okay the Sacred Father bonded us together, but I do not have to be with him or sleep with him.
SunHawk did not want a Court Martial with a child hanging around him, yet he found I was easy to carry conversation with on a much higher level than his older women were capable, since they were not of the same cultural background. However, to be fair I was the only traditional native woman, he dated since he left the reservation, and he did not expect me to come into his life.
Yes, we were both in the state of yes, acceptance and then in a state of denial the next minute. Bloody ears, the guardians bombarded us with information about our futures, the futures of others if we are not together, and the futures of many and our futures, if we are together. Next, they showed him what his future with Red Sun will be and what happens if you are not together. Guardians promised he would change and/or stop his bad habits with my love and support.
Trying to makes sense out of an even stranger visions when the ceremony began….
Sacred Father: This day I have chosen to unite you two in the most holy of unions.
The visions presented by his words proved very interesting. First, we perceived we were and are both life form and sacred pillars, standing together? Yet, the forms we perceived us to be, turned into much taller, amazing pillars of power in our sacred universal spirit than in human form. We learned our foundation rooted the sacred pillars of eternal life and union deep within the sacred island. We shared both the foundation and our sacred crown aka of the sacred gateway and portal to the sacred universe, for through us thousands of lives will be saved, for the Indigenous Native Peoples. The roof was a wondrous golden light of sacred energy, but at first appearance, one might assume it solid. The two had come together to prepare a sacred portal or gateway between sacred universes.
Secondly, this foundation is part of a sacred floating island, with a very beautiful archway, which stands on an island. We saw we were and were not the pillars and yet without our joining in sacred union there is no portal or archway, through us there is a joining of universes and nations, which somehow ended up separated. There must have been great violence or deception that blinded and block the sacred journey of the people. It is hard to understand why through our sacred union, we are the ones whose union can open up and heal, the gateway, which then joins two nations, which too long has been separated. Within these words, we realized, we had to accept, because of the sacred spiritual terms, and implications. Why us, why is our Sacred Universal Union and Union Eternal so important, why are we the only ones chosen to give forth the gift back to the peoples.
Challenged to Answer Leap-of-Faith Call
Part 2 of 2
August 4/5 1961: Not sure, where the guardians wanted us, on which beach, but they required we take this journey of faith, since we both realized we would know the place, when we get there. Early predawn Saturday morning, we took off on a drive along the Southern California coastline searching for the right stretch or acreage of beach line. We took off dressed in clothes and the car the Cheyenne couple loaned us, with hair braided by them to appear to observers, it was the Cheyenne couple in the rode to a social, lunch basket in hand. However, the basket had changes of clothes. We figured if they deployed SunHawk across the Pacific, or wherever, we needed to train our spirits to skip across the waters, on the sun’s rays and touch each other with spiritual\telepathic communicative mediums.
We drove from Burbank to San Monica, then turned south and followed the coastline south to San Diego, for our first stop. Cooled off in the water by body surfing, no matter how hard we wanted it, everything felt wrong and absence of spiritual balance. “Not the right beach or time. We did a turnabout, on a northward journey, during a journey to check out numerous beaches until we ended up in Santa Barbara. We checked out more than twenty beaches, traveling up the coastline between San Diego and San Barbara, around 1400 hours, none of our guides spoke to us.
The only impression we received, go trip but now it is time to do another turnabout, and head from San Barbara, and back towards Malibu Pier. Where else from Santa Monica Pier there back to Burbank? No you will know when and where when it is right. Our plans they once again changed, with the call to continue our search for our place in the sand, at water’s edge, our guardians, wanted us to join them and enjoy the sacred beauty of the sun.
Saturday develops into a great day for spiritual to spirits bonding via numerous forms of communications: verbal conversations, pictorial thought-forms, sensory perception, (seeing life environments through the other’s eyes), extrasensory transmissions/reception, through various forms and styles of telepathic communications. We enjoyed a day of wondrous experiences without idle chatter, during our adventure and research inspecting some twenty-five beaches, seeking the beach with the energy that speaks to us . . . none of our day or stops felt close to time wasted.
Yes, the first touch embedded the process of spirit/life bonding; the power became our sacred truth, which continues its amazing gifts, to strengthen our bonding with the movement of the sun and moon. Nevertheless, this day we created a new life of excellent bonding skills, in the convertible with the sun embrace, of two total beings, along Southern California coastline of discovery. We learned we could talk with each other for hours, in relation to anything and/or everything in amazing ways, and not run out of intelligent conversations, each conversation began with one subject, and went on to covering a wide range of subjects.
Strangely wonderful and enlightening when we discovered knowingness touched our consciousness and how comfortable we felt together. Wondrous light shined with great excitement and illumination, within and around us. Enlightenment touched our senses experienced and communicated more on countless sub-levels of mental communication, instead of one level verbal voice.
From Santa Barbara, we turned south, and headed back the way we came; now we are not traveling at a comfortable speed. We sense an increase in intensity, for us to reach the area they had planned for our summons and their reasons to begin what? Searching for to where to answer their call, our stomachs began to shout for attention. The day was closing in on 1900 hours, when we decided on a place to stop for a meal, since we had not considered food since brunch Friday, other than a few cups of coffee. The Paradise Cove Restaurant, sat on the edge of a cliff over the ocean. We chose to sit, by the glass window, which permits people sit over top, the waves breaking on rocks. Strangely enough, where we stopped was only a few hundred yards from Paradise Cove beach entrance. One of from several beaches in the area that closes to the public two-hours prior to sundown, daily; because of patrol factors, tide safety, and dangerous rescues, and they refuse to allow these beaches to open until three hours after sunrise.
From the restaurant, looking across the water, we receive a spirit message and unique awakening; summons which makes our brains more receptive to visions light up, and before long a voice booming in our brains: head to Paradise Cove. During dinner, a suggestion: Why not experiment with one more beach; only one more stop and here we might discover these secret motivations for the spirit calling, before sundown. Faith means you will know it when you find it. Our subconscious spirits receive guardian spirits contact that touches our conscious mind, to let us know we have arrived, at the place assigned. Truth be known, similarly this is how Faith works.
Déjà vu, mental flashes, psychic impressions, visions, and spirit answering summons/challenges similar to or connected with cryptic messages, which one will know when it is right. Nevertheless, few if any messages come with full direct televised visions along with complete instructions or full holographic insight. Callings are only suggestive challenges/summonses not commands, due to Freewill and Freedom of Choice, then other times one does not have Freewill if their prime directive is critical to answer important summonses.
Time for us to steal our way down to Paradise Cove Beach to answer the summons from the Sacred Ones. This meant sneaking past the beach security, after he locked the gate. For protection from prying eyes, we placed our blanket only a few yards away from the cove’s rocky cavern, some fifty-yards from the water, and excellent position to get a great view across the ocean and along the shoreline. This position SunHawk calculates for good protection, and easy fast escape, up the rocks, just in case we fall to sleep and experience extra high tide. Our original plan was to sit there watching the sun go down, so we could share the connection of the sun touching the ocean, and this would be our spiritual connection when he was in Vietnam or wherever.
Interesting common experience, we could not stop our numerous forms of continuous conversations linking an amazing variety of concepts; not sure, how long we chatted when . . . a gentle whispering breeze touches us, with a suggestion: Time to stop talking and listen to Mother Earth sacred conversation with the Sacred Ones. See if your heart and spirit can experience the sun song, when the setting rays meet the ocean, it can be an amazing lifetime experience, but the sun had already set. In the silence of nothing more than waves, we watched the last lights at sunset, slip below the horizon, hoping to hear the last rays of sun’s song traveling below the horizon, but that was not to be for us this day. We could only see the last ray light of the sun drop below the horizon.
We wanted to experience this here, since we had heard the sun singing in the desert and in Hawaii, at sunrise, and once a sunset. We knew on rare occasions one can hear the sun songs signing across horizon, embracing sunrise to sunset, if lucky and one, if found worthy, one might receive a sacred blessing via the experience many will never experience during their entire lifetime. We had hoped to share a sacred experience between us, except we failed to notice the sun slipping below the horizon, only the very last rays, minus the crown of the sun. Even though we missed, earthly horizon sun song, we received an even more amazing—SUN— experience of majestic enlightenment.
Eternal Sacred Light from the Sacred Light of Life Eternal Enlightenment, which delivers several different types of experiences, which combines our awareness of the Sacred Eternal Spiritual Universe, and the truth of the Sacred Ones. Yet, at the same time, we witness many standing within the Sacred Universe of Eternal Light. Seconds after the sun disappears, the darkness of evening arrives, delivering us an amazing outline of a new sacred spiritual adventure. What an invitation to awakening for a greater understanding of physics, quantum physics, and the most sacred of sacred spiritual universes, reality. Yes, breathtaking, to be in the presence of the magnificent Sacred Father, the Holiest of Holy Mother to the People; while we observe the Highest of Highest 12 Sacred Chiefs aka Archangels, Sacred Ones, and many others within the Holiest areas of the Sacred Realms, standing with them. This realm was brilliant, filled light reflections, through the purest of sacred crystals. We noticed all within the eternal light are standing in observation of SunHawk and Red Sun, on the blanket, dressed in western shirts and blue jeans, and summons to come before them.
Strange, wow the shock of this overwhelming. Awakening comes at us with unexpected truths for enlightenment, which took us several seconds to identify and comprehend what opened before us and cloak us within the sacred realm. No dreams, imaginations, or visions can prepare one for such a sacred occasion; causing us to ask why, are they summonsing, two young people on a beach . . . have we died? This most sacred spiritual experience summons us on a very sacred adventure, but why have they summonsed to experience their sacred truth, and understand the sacred universe is real, with the Sacred Father, and Mother, proof to us universal life is eternal. Now I can say the light of the most Sacred Sun provides a unique song of awakenings— what a song to remember within the summonses, one neither expects nor envisions.
Sacred Ones use portal connections for life empowerment strengthens our universal introduction. Sacred Father instantly in his unique way answers countless questions: From when you marry, you will stand be summonsed across to stand before me your Sacred Father, He who is the Highest of the Most High and Light Eternal and none other will I accept or honor, they will died, by me. Explanation of visions, spiritual preparation and our sacred touch, which included our leap-of-faith, they arranged our engagement, and our rendezvous before them on this beach, and more . . . .
Encounter establishes exclusiveness of power, overwhelming interactive communication on all levels of reception, and demonstration of his sacred abilities to work with quantum physics and yes, there is a sacred spiritual universe, for this is no vision or dream, this is one on one connection. Nevertheless, we were both still in awe and somewhat breathless, but agreed to accept the summons.
Omen presence evaporates material structure, earthly environment, and evening lights and transports us on an amazing journey of experiences within the environment Sacred Universe since our time of great changes arrives. Great Spirit aka the Son of the—Sacred Father who is the Sacred Light Eternal aka the Holiest of Most Holy is the Sacred Light of Life Eternal: who is one known by many names included the Highest and Most Sacred Chief of all Chiefs. Now his sacred light eternal, enlightens and illuminates . . . across, above, and encompasses the waters and beach area, called Paradise Cove. Unique power and energy, transported to us through the portal’s opening, instantly link segments of two worlds for a sacred purpose.
Once the sacred illumination completes its full conversion, the Sacred One activates the next portion of their sacred objective and summons, us on a journey. We can observe—a Sacred Ceremonial Island that floats over and above our horizon, water, sand, rocks, and earthen materials, yet apart from our worldly concepts of substances and touches nothing in our material realm.
In a short couple of seconds, our reality confirms, we are not witnessing an illusion, but two universal environments—spiritual and material linked by the one who has the knowledge and ability to open sacred portals, whenever and wherever, he decrees. Paradise Cove portal, his sacred intervention from beginning to end, demonstrates his WILL, awakens us to truth of concepts and the sacred universe, and spiritual connections are real. The portal instills within us sacred powers and gifts for all forms of two-way communicative connections for comprehension of telepathic-communications, and contact with those when and where . . . . No words can express or transmit the total aura of oneness to anyone, who has no experience or lack spiritual knowledge of the Sacred Light Eternal and Sacred Oneness in a universe of eternal spirituality.
[The only thing I can say . . . allow ones spirit to experience his sacred spiritual love, for within . . . is a time of enlightenment, when one first experiences his commanding presences, combined with interactive communication, and inner-personal connection via spiritual interaction touched by sacred power . . . ones spirit weeps in humbleness. The experience opens ones spirit-heart and connects eternal life-spirit, blessed by spiritual love and harmony, which inspires us to ingest spiritual knowledge. ]
Ceremonial Island appears more akin to Saturn northern upper portion, sliced above its outer rings, but with its outer rings, floating below the segment. Viewing the sacred ceremonial presentation, we asked each other if maybe Saturn is the sacred home of our traditional pipestone. The entire sacred ceremonial array contains countless volumes and varieties of rich pipestone: interlaced with turquoise, silver, black hills gold, with an array of pure true crystals inlayed in the pipestone. The center of the ceremonial island contained a double raised dome we learned was the Ceremonial Heart of white marbleized crystal pipestone, with a sacred crown of Black Hills gold, the sacred area. The ceremonial area is the area where only Sacred Ones, appear to have permission to stand.
Now why is the bridge/walkway on a journey extending from the center of Saturn’s heart, in the direction of two-sitting on Paradise Cove’s beach? Once it extends about a third of its distance, from Saturn we witness twelve Chiefs in full traditional dress, standing, six on each side of the traveling bridge/walkway, enjoying the ride. Each positioned in a manor to observe and transmit strong impressions of their current purpose to protect and escort SunHawk and Red Sun back to the Ceremonial Island. When the bridge/walkway arrives in the cove, it stops a short distance above the sand. The spiritual energy of the Sacred Ones cannot touch the physical world, to maintain balance. While this bridge/walkway appears on its journey towards us, we pinched each other, a few times, until the twelve Sacred Chiefs summons us, with great energy and spiritual love, to join them.
We walked hand-in-hand from our blanket to the bridge/walkway, without any real conscious awareness, until and when we arrived and placed our feet upon the walkway, our garments changed from street wear to traditional clothing prepared from sacred white buffalo hide and put together with purity of sacred love. Considering the sacredness and of our outfits, no paint, ornaments, quills, or beadwork the Sacred Ones allowed. Anything besides the purity of sacred white buffalo hide would take away from the purity of spirits sacred meaning. This visitation was neither dreams, nor imaginations, nor holographic visions between realms, but real with all our senses active and in tune with our sacred environment and sacred oneness.
After completion of our transformation, the Chiefs instructed us to ride, between them, to the exact center. Once we stood between and in the exact center of the twelve Chiefs, the bridge/walkway begins its return journey to what they called the Sacred Ceremonial Heart. Dazed and surprised by the presentation of major spiritual connection with the Sacred One, Chiefs and Guardians, we soon realized they were the choreographers of our life journey to made sure two (hearts, spirits, and minds) traveled as one for more than six months. What an awakening to understand the sacred reasons for directing us to this place, void of everyone else, to begin a new lifetime eternal.
Once we completed the amazing journey that required we stand in the presence of the real Sacred Ones and the Highest of High Sacred Light Eternal. Reality of truth, when in realm or presence of the sacred light there are no shadows. At the end of the ceremony, we took a second journey between the twelve Chiefs, on the bridge/walkway. What a sudden reality change when we stepped off, into our material reality . . . on our knees, facing each other, holding hands, with our fingers locked. Waves breaking over, above and/or beyond our heads, and waves breaking ten-yard closer to our blankets: then we discovered an unusual physical anomaly, breathing naturally beneath the water. How, we did this we did not stay there long enough to analysis the why or how, maybe inside a bubble or we knew how to breathe under water, because we did not drown or have water in our lungs.
Completely soaked under, four feet of water passing over our heads—1960 August 4/5—freezing cold, wet, somewhat numb to our environment, or delirious from hypothermia we raced back to our blanket. For some sort of warmth to stop teeth chattering, fast, hard and loud enough to speak, wanting to see if we both experienced, saw, and heard the same thing or something that could explain why we were in the water. Hey, the finale experience on our knees holding hands under water required conformation, to confirm one amazing, unexpected, unique event.
In brief, we established our observation and experiences were the same truths, we would now from this minute on to deal with . . . marriage. We attended a sacred marriage, our marriage, by the decree of the Sacred Ones. They married us to one another sometime during August 4th and 5th. What about all those languages begin relayed at the same instant from the Sacred Father of the Sacred Light Eternal and the Sacred Ones? SunHawk counted more than twenty-five, beside the ten languages he understood and spoke. However, I heard a flow of numerous languages, but could only understand five and spoke only three. Interesting how the Highest of the Highest, our Sacred Father who is the Sacred Light Eternal and the Highest of the Sacred Ones spoke in countless languages, at once.
Do you think it would be alright if your sacred other half and eternal life partner could kiss his sacred eternal other half, since we have been joined in sacred union eternal from which there is no divorce.”
For the very first time in all the months, since our first touch and all our communication, we never shared a kiss until we shared one simple short kiss between blue lips, since we were not warm and need to get into dry clothes.
Good thing SunHawk planned for a few possible (just in case), changes of clothes. However, by this time of evening, we only had our skating outfits to change into. First, prior to a change of clothes, we need to get rid of the salt and sand, which had attached to us. We quickly discovered we were less than warm in a convertible, along the beach, after the sun disappears, but we did not know how to get the top up. Luck was with us, we found an open place with public outdoor showers for swimmers and surfers, and a beach party happening, so we could warm-up, before we found an all-night coffee shop Malibu Pier. Even after we got rid of the sand and salt, we could still smell the scent of salt water, and dead seaweed. We used the showers to rinse the sand and surf off our Levis and tops. Our next priority required we find an all-night coffee shop, and use some soap to change the order of our clothes. However, one of the surfers had laundry soap, which allowed us to wash our clothes.
Next, stop an all-night coffee shop, to review our evening events. We had refused to say anything about anything for a couple of hours until after we had physical comfort, which would allow our consciousness to pull events together. Physical comfort and time, gave us positive conditions to review environment and experience, and the other things we observed and/or interacted with, hopefully to make sense of it all. Two cups of coffee and it was time to discuss the events after we arrived at Paradise Cove.
Demands Time and Presence: In the world of our Heavenly Father, things awaken and moved an avenue for us, when one money tight owner, surprised everyone when he decided to have a Grand Opening Triple Special Weekend. Starting Noon Friday August 4 thru Sunday August 6 until 0030 August 7, each day, jammed packed with triple sessions, and life entertainment each evening from 2000 hours to 0030. Purchase your tickets the first session on Friday August 4 or have someone purchase it for you, you will get a ten percent discount against the cost of nine special sessions. The owner and family’s first and only event of such great magnitude, especially when they hired a live band for the evening sessions, considering the owner and family had received instructive dreams to do this. They made an extra twenty-five-thousand dollars, after expenses. Considering the rink was only open for one session Friday evening and two sessions Saturday from 4 P.M. to mid-night, and no sessions on Sundays, which people took socializing advantage of and meeting new people.
Sacred Guardians played on Elinora’s greed, along with Glen Hunter’s desire to allow Red Sun some time to be free of Elinora. Glen Hunter knew he was only my earthly guardian not biological or adoptive parent, but still he realized I needed some freedom to be a teenager. Elinora was more of a prison warren and slave master, not guardian. Glen Hunter was always struggling against her plan to inflict pain and injury on people. A mother in name only, she lost their daughter by design to make Dark Priestess, first-born lost her lifeblood for others to drink, which someone in the cult revealed long after statute of limitations.
Our sacred guardians’ instructions regarding leap-of-faith arrived a few days prior to SunHawk’s birthday and we saw the banner the day of his birthday. The minute we read the banner announcing a rare three-day triple session . . . The voices of many in unison, “The time has come to take a leap-of-faith. When the reasons for all will appear, we will give you the steps to follow to ensure you can take and fulfill your leap-of-faith. Right now, you two need to consider if you accept our challenge.
To accomplish this requires extra duty for SunHawk and extra housework details for Red Sun. We will help talk Elinora and Glen Hunter into take a Vegas vacation. Use the idea that Elinora will have extra money to spend in Vegas, and possible even win big. Extra money to claim because of no baby-sitter and housekeeper cost. You will be safe if they allow you to do a sleepover during the special with a special friend of twenty-three, who enjoys skating and will watch after Red Sun just the same way Elinora does. This is the beginning of the plan for the three-days of triple sessions, which will help prevent complications; we will give you the rest of the details later.
We continued to enjoy every opportunity and minute together. Late in the evening, once we decided to arrange ways to follow their instruction, we enlisted Susan assistance. Susan was a skating partner of SunHawk and Red’s, in Glendale, whose husband is in Vietnam. Only after, we received instruction, to spend some time together, before SunHawk shipped out. Guardians: SunHawk, you need to find someone who will allow Red Sun and you and to sleepover, ask Susan. Okay, SunHawk put your covert-op training, into action; borrow DO NOT rent, a different car. You two disgust yourselves as the Cheyenne couple that’s Susan’s neighbor. Don’t worry; we will make sure Red Sun’s parents will accept her spending the entire weekend, at the Cheyenne couples place. On your way from base to Susan’s, change your appearance into one long redheaded female. Then when you leave Susan change from (one no hair man) to one with long black braided hair. Coming back use the wig of long, dark hair, suggestive of the Cheyenne couple, who wear their braids, wrapped even when they are skating.
He borrowed a red-wig, from a friend’s wife. Susan purchased the long dark black hair wig and braided to look similar to the Cheyenne neighbor’s hair. Truth, after SunHawk dressed up in female clothes, he made women jealous, especially those that recognized him. Why not, even I was jealous . . . female clothes and the way he applied make-up, SunHawk looked fantastic and incredibly sexy with a lean body, well-shaped long legs, great chest builders, and hairless arms, once he covered his throat, he looked female. The reason for the disguises, his classification, allowable perimeters for leave, Vietnam War, behavior investigations , and soon to be deployed; cast long shadows, over covert-ops and no one could be sure of what might require an emergency call up, travel time from point of leave to Twenty-Nine Palms, meant no more than one-hour. Even the roller rink his handler deemed outside the perimeters, because it was one hour and twelve minutes. Regardless, his handler never mentioned about our time together, yet we suspected/sensed and observed he/we had observers watching us. His handler my biological uncle were one in the same person.
The support team we enlisted had witnessed the sacred electric energy of spiritual lights flowing between. We could be acres apart, in different rooms, across the room in a large crowd, they could still observe the connection flowing, and they knew it was important for us to be together.
Consequently, he left his car inside the perimeter of leave boundaries, which is also, where he normally stayed, when on leave, to cause the observers confusion. (Mouse and Hawk, the hawk needed to hide from the mouse this time.) Red drove him over to Susan, where arrangements by our guardians had insured we had support to borrow a car; actually, we had an offer made to us for the load of a car. The three-night weekend turned into a four nights and five-day weekend, which assisted in the guardians’ plan (sleepover cover) from Thursday night to late Monday afternoon. SunHawk decided Susan could help him look sexy female clothes and she did, she loaned him her clothes.
Friday the four of us headed out to the rink in time to purchase the special early bird weekend passes, with (three-day) discounts and loan them to others to have them time stamped for us each sessions. Friday, we spent all three sessions at the rink, SunHawk changed appearance and disguises during each session, with four wigs, clothing, and one special make-up case: sexy female, gay transvestite, German to SunHawk and back to the German, with language and accent. We needed to see who might be following, if he disappeared. We knew what behavior to watch for; once they assumed he disappeared, or tricked them . . . they would panic. Red and Susan took off to eat, in his car and we rode home with the Cheyenne couple.
[Leap-of-Faith: This was the first time I had ever deceived Glen Hunter, but we had to follow a higher power, before SunHawk receives an assignment overseas and it was important (?) for us to spend some time together. Then the selfish side wanted to spend some special time together, even if it was just one day.]
(c) Red Sun/SunHawk Life Adventures
First Meeting, First Touch, Sacred Connection
Christmas vacation, of 1960, one extraordinary life adventure starts when SunHawk ask his friends to change roller rinks, from Glendale to San Fernando, since it was now wooden floors, he wanted to tryout, for an evening. Friends had been talking about the only completely remodeled and enlarged roller rink, in Southern California. This was the first time at this roller rink, since they always skated at Glendale’s roller rink. The new floor was great for speed and various specialty programs for skilled skaters. Fantastic for speed and backwards skating, and a good portion of each evening the owner programmed for specialty skating, which make for enjoyable and interesting evenings, from free styles dance programs, along with couple dance programs, and several backward styles. SunHawk in Glendale and Red Sun in San Fernando both enjoyed skating Friday nights and Saturday afternoon and evenings for several years.
Normally, over ninety-six-percent of the time my friends and I arrived for the early bird sessions and stayed until the rink closed. Unfortunately, this time we arrived late and had to pay double. Our third time in three years, we missed the early-bird special, by forty-five minutes. The early bird meant one lower price for both sessions and any other time one has to pay full price for each session. To qualify for the early bird, it was necessary for one to be in line at least ten minutes prior to ticket office opening. Normally we arrived thirty to forty-minutes early, and chat with friends. What really hurt, our friends and an others, were already inside skating, when we climbed out of the car. Late, because of a dysfunctional family’s violent tempers, drunk and demanding to get her way, and it was her time to drive. Her selfish persona left us to find alternate transportation to the rink; a drunken so-called mother became the real reason we were actually over an hour late.
Naturally, I was the last one in line to pay the cashier for the afternoon and evening sessions, when something or someone directed my attention to one interesting, male persona, uniquely dressed buck, already on the floor. A stranger, among hundred-fifty or more skaters on the floor every weekend, each of which we knew by nicknames, if not actual names. We had become a skating community that watched out after each other, and strangers stood out, but this one stood out without question.
Strange, why, would any Indigenous Native Warrior, decide to skate in his/her traditional ceremonial buckskin outfits, which is too traditional for here, considering how fully decorated with beads, hair and quillwork. Looking at his outfit, anyone could tell the danger he was flirting with. I can say what he was doing very dangerous for the skater and anyone skating close around him, with extra-long buckskin trailing on the ground behind him and around him.
Strange, but maybe the owner has a special show planned, can say this is the strangest character. Hey, maybe they have already had the show; time to ask the owner. Both sessions, please, after I slide my money through the hole, in the glass.
“Can you tell me, what you have planned, and what is going to happen tonight with that Indian guy, on the floor skating, in his traditional ceremony buckskin outfit and his braids, below his waist, wrapped in red? Are you planning some sort of a surprise show this evening, with an Indian dancing on roller skates?” The rinks cashier/owner displays, his real sour bad man face, when he wants to appear scary, when he snapped at my statement. “Indian, what Indian guy are you talking about?’ He was not a prejudice person, and most of the time he was a nice teddy bear, however, my words caught him by surprise.
“Out there on the floor, he is a bit over-dressed, for here, in tribal buckskins, unless . . .” Waving my hand towards the one in buckskins. “Right there the one on the floor dressed in brown buckskins, wearing a beaded apron, with his long braids wrapped in red.” The owner looked out on the floor hard and saw nothing so he shrugged his shoulders. I waved again, “Don’t you see him the one out there on the floor; he is not that hard to see?”
No matter how hard the owner and sons looked, they saw no one. Owner/cashier: “If he didn’t come through here how did he get in? I have bouncers, at each entrance and exist. The rink needs cross breezes in here until this place cools down. This was still warm weather in December, now, if someone let him in, they are fired. Unless, you are seeing a vision my wife sees them all the time.”
Their inability to see him and the owner’s abrupt answer caused me to assume, I saw what the Sacred Ones wanted me to see, a person overshadowed in a truth vision; which I realized, once eagle eye, could not ferret out what I observed. Intuition, instinctively gave me the explanation, this is the guardians’ way to a very strange, but effective introduction, and directive of must meet, the only sacred warrior on the floor in buckskins.
One buckskin skater of traditional Native birth and blood, with the appearance of Crazy Horse, on his way to war or a ceremony, if a hundred years earlier. Wearing a full war shirt heavily beaded and fringed, with painted bands on his leggings, and a long beautifully beaded, fringed, loincloth apron, too. The only exception he is wearing roller-skates instead of moccasins, with very long fringe swiping the floor.
Strange how not even my skating friends, cared to know about the dynamics of my life; they neither walked, nor lived by the same spiritual sounds of the sacred drums; nor were any of the girls of the same heritage. They all believed they knew everything they needed to know about Indians from the words of TV Cowboys and narrow-minded TV scripts. Truth, they all believed me strange, except when I spoke what I saw coming or assisting them in life direction and betterment.
Behind the scenes, after hours, behind closed doors, across telephone lines, unknowingly, I had in secret, become the peer counselor to countless students and their friends. No one would admit when he/she took my advice, they said nothing when things worked or not for them; which are among other reasons, is why their words only make me laugh. Even when I seek and answer from them, many times, they unknowingly provide the answers, not by what they say, but the absence of words, along with blank stares, expressed their real story.
Their blank stares, said they thought me crazy, when I asked them, if they saw the Indian in buckskins on the floor. “What is happening now, Red Sun, have you lost your mind? We have always considered you strange, but now we know for sure U…R strange. We would have noticed some idiot dressed like that here in the rink. Come girlfriends lets go skate and leave Red Sun to her imaginary Indian.” Off they skated making hand jesters of she is screwy in the head, pointing back to me, and laughing.
Guardians’ whispers touch my heart and ears:
Red Sun hear me my girl, you saw and a male warrior surrounded by light energy, revealing the wisdom and truth from your Father. No one else on the floor, including those close to him—witness what you experience. Does that tell you something? Remember, you are seeing a message from your Sacred Father. Remember, a few of your other experiences with sacred and/r spiritual energy patterns. Reach out with you heart and allow it to experience his sacred spirit.
Analysis your conscious memory and remember what we have been telling you: The one you are to marry, you will know him, when your eyes see beyond normal sight. Remember you will know him when you see him. When your spirit is awake and you cannot shake the visual of whom you are to meet. Then you will know him.
The Sacred Father told you, your true grandfathers bonded you to one another along before you arrived here. The one you marry is a Sacred Native Spiritual Medicine Warrior, a traditional native of the Red Nation; you cannot marry any other nationality. The one you join Sacred Union, we will summons you stand before me. No other so-called marriage will I accept, except the one I approve.
Question: Is not the one dressed in traditional buckskins dress, our introduction to sacred truths? Why else would guardians and the Great Spirit command your attention to a spiritual medicine warrior, of sacred guardian status? The one who is appearance is so close to that of Crazy Horse, he could be Crazy Horse.
Mental projection to from me to my Guardians:
Consciousness demonstrates an ego out of balance: What does this mean; we are not on the same spiritual level of sacred medicine power? Few have such skills and I am not one is he a sacred medicine man, to be?
Guardians in unison:
Red Sun, YOU are the daughter of . . . . You must make connection with him, only then will you understand.
What secret; I am the daughter of whom? Why did another stop you in midstream? You used the same strong matter of fact tones when you speak of our connection to the Elders, the ones who arranged our sacred union long ago. You tell me to go up to him and talk; he has been waiting for you, too (?). Explain your reasons, and the fathers’ spiritual reasons, for blindsiding both of us. Explain, please, whose reasons behind the whys, of and because of . . . all the pressure? Why are you demonstrating such urgency, of importance towards our meeting?
Surprise, Red Sun, plans change, time demands urgent connection, it is important for two-halves to become whole. Separate you are only half, and not as powerful, combined you two are a whole. One without the other one works, at full abilities or capacity.
Okay, guardians, but that still misses the mark. True, no one can deny his powerful presence. Yet, you know me, and you ask me to cheapen myself and speak with him, first? Wait . . . explain . . . . What do you mean I have been waiting for? I have not been waiting for anyone. Look at me I am just fourteen, extremely shy, and you expect me to start talking with/to him. You are telling my serious plans to become a nun, is changing. Finished lacing my skates and putting my things in a locker, it is time to go out on the floor and rehashed a number of visions, and communications prior to today’s events and analyzed how they might fit in with today’s observations.
Fine, grandfathers, you know my position, if a male chooses not to speak first, I choice not to speak with him, just because of the way boys are when a girl speaks first. There is only one other time I might make an exception, if their life is endanger, or they need help, which gives me the obligation to talk with them, without suggesting, I am flirting with them. Even then, they must make it obvious; they need and want my help. Besides guardians, if we are to meet–then our guardians—need to make something happen, as to how, when and where we meet. This problem, I will leave up to you.
Red Sun, do you understand the term, test the waters . . . This is what you are doing now. The plans of the Sacred Ones and Elders’ are important to many. You challenge us to make it happen, do you promise not to fight us and follow our instruction regarding you two? If we make it happen, will you accept the Sacred Elders will?
Reply became more than a little curt to the guardians and sacred elders: Yes, YES, I will accept the
Sacred Ones will and follow your instructions, if . . . . Conscious awareness clicks in . . . Wait a minute, review time before I say another word. Mind begins to rapid review over-and-over, various events, and conversations, not paying attention to floor conditions, or skating style or that the music had stopped.
Thoughts scream, I did it again, I just fell into their trap; they know how and when to extract my word, and make it my bond. Ouch, I did, I failed to realize their tricky ambiguity of double meanings to their intentions. Since what I assume, they mean, instead of what they are actually saying. What type of multiple implications, twisted in their words have I agreed to accept . . . this time?
During the evening, the warrior and I continued watching each other; interesting how he was always seemed to be close by, neither speaking, nor touching, just observing, and both unsure about . . . how to approach one or the other. Then three-fourths through the second and last session of the evening, the DJ called a backward specialty hour, with only skilled skaters on the floor, everyone else off the floor: which meant half or more of the skaters, would have to get off the floor. Considering many were still unsure of the floor and others not able to stand up (backward skating) aka Rexxing. When I looked around all of my so-called friends, cleared the floor, and went to gossip, and this becomes the night that ends our friendship too. None had said a word to me since they implied I was crazy for seeing a warrior, six hours earlier.
Approximately twenty minutes before the Rexxing session ended, which was also the last session for the evening, a series of events occurred, which in retrospect felt staged, to bring two halves in contact with their other-half, or eternal life partner, in an honorable way. Backward in motion, I looked behind me forward, only to discover SunHawk, weaving in and out, between and around skaters, closing in fast, with only a couple of skaters separating us . . . . Heart pounding in my ears, watching SunHawk’s glowing face looking straight at me, I began to pray: Somehow, some way, if we are going to meet, make something happen, now, or forget trying to bring us together and I will be able to become a nun. What I did not hear or recognize, behind me from that point on, was the sound of bodies slapping the floor and falling over each other, a twenty-eight body pile up, with more to drop.
Our pray projections can receive fast answers: Each answer came filled with many plays on emotions and psychic phenomenon. Continuous thoughts about the other began to overpower our every thought. Guardians’ refusal to let up clouded our reasoning and judgment. Looks we transmitted between each other, continued to grow and became more involved, than either had experienced, prior. Distractions, creates a strong loss of focus towards blinding conscious recognition of environments, beyond one to the other. Distraction overrides and disconnects alertness; which also jammed our radar.
Skater’s radar is important, for it can help one sidestep injuries and major entanglements. Jammed radar and pride, can lead to some real injuries, to ones pride. There is great truth in pride cometh before the fall; and we just knew, without a doubt, we could handle anything. We failed to pay attention to our current environment: which then quickly drops two arrogant skaters on skaters, with a little help. Neither of us had fallen, at any rink in over eighteen months, which had become part of our mystique, to others. In truth, it had become easy to feed into skaters’ mighty egos called arrogance.
First one tapped to lose her arrogance, Red Sun, then SunHawk was tapped to lost his, too; considering more than thirty bodies flopped, plopped and dropped, and within three or four seconds, creating a huge pile up behind and under both of us. The accident goes beyond a quick fall and pop-up, which is embarrassment enough, but this time it required untangling many bodies. Truth, our eternal spirits recognized, that which we were missing, and they become determined to reconnect.
Our Excuse to all our friends afterwards: Spiritual lessons came to teach us a few good lessons about humility; besides the strange and painful things can happen once one drops ones alertness radar. We still needed to get use to the new floor, since this was the first night of the redesigned and renovated rink. The music vibration piped in under this new wood floor has a learning curve. (Not sure many believed us, since we had been skating all night.) We have not learned the different sounds and feelings of people slapping this new floor, beyond the music. What’s more, the accident happened to close to react, (definition: not enough time for sensory perception to react and get us out of the incident). After all, the accident did not happen far enough from us to give us the opportunity to bypass or jump over, without doing serious harm to others and self, as well. In truth, it is better to drop and plop than to require an ambulance or other medical care. (Okay so it sounded good at the time and no one was going to believe the truth.)
Secret trickster deployment: Who would believe this was an orchestrated (drop and plop) with so many on the floor, because the warrior, saw he sworn warrior woman bride, in many visions. (The drop and plop skater, I would soon discover, arrived in the same car with the warrior. Plop and drop, a well-known trick skater, at his skating rink in Glendale. Coupled with the fact he was one of the warrior’s four longtime friends, I was to meet.)
Military tactics included strange maneuvering, while guardians assist with plot intervention, by redeploying behavior of three skaters in close quarter action, which presented two warrior/skaters, with no options. Guardians calculated our collision: for full body contact, accepting each other’s hand, linking eternal spirits, turning two-halves into a whole: which means bonding of our sacred eternal lives and eternal spirits.
Question: Why, what is so important for one sacred warrior and this Red Sun, to come together and join our lives in sacred lives union? “Bum Luck, the floor requires one to preform new calculations and modifications for adjusting to the rinks new environment, thus no one else felt bad about falling a few times, this evening.
Interesting sensation of bodies tangled up, invited the thought of, so this is what a football carrier experiences, when toppled, trapped and trampled, at once, from all directions, below and above, with nowhere to go and unable to move. The warrior’s trap of drop and plop, ended up heels overhead on the one he needed to meet. Interesting, how trapped this Red Sun, actually became until the warrior gets up and blocks other from falling over across either of us. Hand stretched, smile reflects life, and eyes summons connection.
“Oh hello, do you enjoy being down there or would you accept my hand?” Two hands touch, for the very first time, and the universe sings, wonderful powerful sounds, energy amplifies, enlightens, and stimulates recognition of spiritual love, connection, and eternal oneness. Universe awakens and embraces us once our hands touch; our life it turned into a sacred connection before our eyes connect. The connection becomes so strong, the energy floats my body upwards to stand before the warrior, for we realized we were spiritually connected. Once our eyes connect we come unsure of where this transformation decides to transport us, either/or some place inside or beyond the roller rink, maybe some place within the spiritual universe. Aho, what a marvelous lesson, once we returned to our current environment; we began to assume this our greatest spiritual interactions, we might every experience.
Spirits sacred touch, bounces several times passing back and forth through connected hands to our feet, up though our heads, then crossing between our hands and doing the same bounce and each time getting stronger. The energy of spiritual union, races across our hands and throughout our physical and spiritual beings, four times, which to connect eternal spirits to physical souls. While the very same moment, this sacred energy reaches far into the sacred universe defining physical/spiritual interpretation: which bonds our eternal hearts, one to another.
Linking spiritual energies with life eternal: two bodies, two spirits, and two minds, that think as one but separate. Turning two hearts into a whole, which linked us in a higher spiritual manner: Life truths, neither spiritually nor logically appreciated the purpose or reasoning behind the sacred touch for a couple of weeks. We still questioned why the urgency, since we failed to understand, until sometime later, considering their time reflections of life and time our different from ours.
Once the rapid magnetic flow of the energy finished our spiritual connection, we regained our ability to move and talk. “Hi, my name is SunHawk.” “Okay, my name is Red Sun.” We continued to stand in place hand-in-hand until one of SunHawk’s friends suggests, we start skating or get off the floor. SunHawk, “Luck of the drop and plop, gave a special couple, skating the opportunity to finally meet the last ten minutes, before closing, why are you dress in white buckskins. The world seems right, as if we have always been together.”
We failed to recognize our spiritual bond, meant something far greater, than two persons joining hands, their first time. Nonetheless, knowing our guides and guardians we would soon understand all the reasons of why and what really happened between us, as some time in the future, in their time not ours Six months later, we finally, experience the why behind the words of . . . (you two need to meet now, this night, not some future day in time). Six months, and a couple of days later, during our short courtship, the guardians slowly unfold their what-for and whys of sacred importance. Universal connection began prior to our way of speaking, and our eternal life connection began the moment our hands touched, in an amazing way, we were flooded with universal life force energy.
Across the same short six months, give or take a few days, we became hard fast wonderful spiritual strong friends, not lovers. While we both continued to probe for answers to our questions: beginning with spiritual whys for and to: our amazing universal sight beyond sight connections, and the secrets behind the Sacred Ones determinations. In addition to our newly enhanced consciousness; new spirit-to-spirit with each other and our sacred guardian connections, filled with many newly acquired gifts. Unique spiritual medicine warrior connection, which supplies sacred powers to awaken and strengthen past, present and multi-skills connected to our traditional/cultural and spiritual lifestyles. It is hard to say if our touch provided the increase source of energy to enrich our life forces or did we connect with the spiritual ones or did we give to and receive said gifts from each other or a combination of eternal spirit and sacred universal energy.
Our time together was limited, to only a few days each month, since his classification was covert operative. The other obstacle SunHawk a few months shy of twenty-one, and I was always six and a quarter years younger. For this reason, we felt it was wise not to kiss or touch hands except during skating couples. After the first night, we assumed we understood what the Sacred Ones and the Great Spirit decreed. We had to face a few problems, considering our social norms, spiritual standards, government laws, differ from universal laws and standards were definitely two different viewpoints and standards.
The decrees’ of Sacred Ones, objectives and directives combined with traditional cultures are many times in direct opposition to 1960 laws and opinions of both church and state and seems to be growing farther apart. It is hard for anyone involved in dogma church to state and state to church to accept honest, sacred, spiritual decrees. To them only the Pope or Leaders of Churches can speak with and receive visions and instructions from the Sacred Father, Saints, and/or Sacred Ones. Those who have the gift of spiritual awareness and do live their lives in a traditional/spiritual/cultural ways of the Indigenous Red Natives can understand and accept the directives and assignments given them by the Sacred Ones, since there is no real veil that blocks are reception.
Years prior to 1960 until current day: social norms, religious standards, social structure, and laws have taken on the conditions similar to crossing the Great Divide and the Grand Canyon. This same struggle is what we realized we were up against, forcing us to walk several different and dangerous paths between spiritual culture and other social and political standards—not an easy journey to accept and travel.
Sacred Decree for/to Sacred Spiritual Medicine Warriors to walk many paths and no matter how many paths, these two via an accident by design, in a sacred way, become two-eternal spirits united. SunHawk’s military career a must, for reasons, the sacred elders of the tribe, medicine elders of the tribes, received from the Sacred Father, Great Spirit aka Holiest of the Holiest, the Sacred Ones and Archangels aka Highest of the Highest Chiefs had defined our futures we had to meet and get to know each other. Our futures, defined sacred spiritual medicine warrior, and teacher: Once this happened, our guardians never let up, making sure they continued with the bonding. We lived in three worlds for years, through each other’s eyes, keeping our spirits in continual contact. All senses enhanced our sensory experiences on all levels of sight, sound, and thought, daily activities, even down to sensing temperatures (internal and external) of the other not by choice, we even sat in on and experienced each other’s classes and activities.
Our lives aka basic mental and spiritual universes traveled together daily, our interactions combined cultures, energies and awareness of the others life lessons; in addition to our spiritual teachings and sacred wisdom. We learned the sacred rules of living from lessons the other learned and/or experienced, which enhanced our understanding. What we found astounding came by way of our physical/spiritual closeness; neither space nor togetherness, we need not touch, have eye contact, or verbal communication, what really mattered our spiritual oneness, for this had become our time of universal and eternal bonding.
The physics behind the activation of SunHawk and Red Sun’s eternal infusion, connection and blending of sacred eternal spirits, began with verification of spirits by transmitting spiritual energy. Love at first touch unified and established awareness of our true universal connection. This empowered the rest of our guardians to choreograph, maneuver, and orchestrate events to ensure a strong union.
Darn we even slept together, in spirit, long before we slept together in physically. Our union of sacred life forces provided added strength, on all levels, including spiritual eyes to our hearts and minds. In the times of emergency or in times of necessity, we came together, as one heart, one mind, one spirit. We received a sacred talent to combine our spiritual and physical strengths and spiritual abilities; which then energized and quickly activated and connected our active interaction within the spiritual world of our relations and guardians for even more support and guidance.
The first event and the subsequence events that followed, created many questions about the purpose of our spiritual connection, along with what next? What range of assignments and objectives did our guardians receive to assist with training activities? Even more interesting, how they arranged various events so we could meet, and spend time together. They instructed on how they wanted us to handle our activities, they even went so far as to set dates, times, and places for our meetings.
They directed our life on numerous levels to make sure we continually strengthen our universal, cultural, spiritual, and personal bonding with each other and spirit. We felt akin to undertaking a major assignment, or some part of a very important project, for whatever reason or reasons condition lied before us. It did not take us long to realized the first and all the corresponding action involved countless futures.
Guardians ran interference, with two personalities involving a unique balancing act to guard against and prevent trouble. Sometimes, what creates trouble here is not in harmony with what His Our Heavenly Father decrees; however, if we were careless everything including SunHawk could be in jeopardy, beginning with a court-martial for even speaking with Red Sun, a minor, more than once or twice.
Due to countless consequences, we would always meet at the roller rink or SunHawk would come to my home and we would talk to each other, with a wall between us. Beside an open window, faces, and forms, hidden behind silk drapes and evergreens, which became the lines we refused to cross thus we prevented pictures that could put us together. . . . In this manner, we hoped to prevent compromising pictures, because spiritual connection and mortal connection are on different levels, and our eyes or hands never touched beyond the roller rink, leaving others in a position they could only surmise. Especially, behind bushes, between sheer drapes,
Nevertheless, one would think the military our biggest concern, one would think . . . . The biggest challenge of all came from one more dangerous and more deceitful to any and everyone around her, she could/would blackmail or destroy: One extremely demonic, grandiose, narcissist, sociopath, who for a couple of decades continued to practice the darkest of the dark arts, thus one so dangerous no one dared trust. The deceiver sold her eternal life and soul to the Devil; she had since anyone could remember worshipped Satan, and killed her first born to become his bride and goddess. The one, who falsely declared, she was my mother, considering I was not her natural, foster, or adoptive child, not even a mother in name only or behavior. The child Red Sun she receives big money for holding me secretly under her roof.
Her hatred for Red Sun her charge who is a burden, the girl child she catergoizes in the same catergory with girl child she gave birth to, and killed so she could become a Goddess in her Neo-Nazi Devil Cult. Twist in her mind convinced her, any child in her live, robs her of her youth and sexual appeal, then she needed to sleep with men to sustain her sexually appeal and appearance, since she was a psychic vampire, too. The same demonic believes furnished her with the utmost of pleasures, in inflecting pain and injuries. Thus, Elinora’s dark believes gave her permission to do everything possible to destroy Red Sun. Especially, when she perceived she could inflict on the eternal lives of many (material/spiritual) suffering injuries. Destruction of one could actually create cascades of countless effects against generations of individuals and families and undermine the social of many nations.
Hard to understand why Elinora stood-up very tall when she declared, “I am the original, most destructive and dangerous Bad Seed and the spawn of Satan.” Pain and suffering she declared beautiful and thought nothing about holding a knife to someone’s throat to get what she desired. Destruction, via a creative combination of blackmail, corruption, and destabilization, in addition to mutilation of personal and collective believe systems, spiritual concepts, spirituality, philosophy, intellectual intelligence, and psychological. She enjoyed her two main targets Hunter, and Red Sun, which bleed out into the community and helped harm and/or destroy many communities.
Elinora’s harsh reality and greatest love walked in the realm of darkness, what increased her dark powers, came in the form of denigration, humiliation, and ruination of others, (families, lives, souls, and futures,) however, her greatest strength came when she caused death. Darkness feeds on the pain and suffering or others, which she feed on and gained demonic energy. Once someone has turned to the darkness they cannot receive life regenerating spiritual energies, which continually causes a demonic drive create the type of energies can feed on conflicts, pain, sufferings, rapes, killings, and/or the destruction of innocent life force energies and the flowing blood of others.
Elinora continually needed new victims and the pain of suffering on children helped keep her strong, while the more pain and confusion she inflicted on her male victims the more sexually aroused and perverted her passions and pleasures grew. She loved robbing people of their love and innocence; thus her desires and passions, translated into raised levels of demonic behavior and destruction. For years, her greatest pleasure was destruction of people by the use of half-truths, mind games, play on words, and doing everything possible to inflict psychological pain, while she tried to get Red Sun to travel on her level.
If Elinora could destroy Red Sun’s happiness, she could reveal in her satanic persona, twisted figures, which included her aura of demonic dark attraction passions, combined with a tongue of many serpents, and eyes of red, the entire time her dark spirit dances one of many short-lived victory. Now you understand why our guardians had to work overtime to deflect demonic interference. Nevertheless, the Sacred Ones had plans and they were not going to accept or permit her to get in the ways of their plans. This time the Universe’s plans were too important for the forces of darkness to get in their way.
The more Elinora could find ways to destroy Red Sun’s happiness, life or future, the greater her demonic happiness. The more destruction of lives, personal, and conditional the more Elinora could upgrade her satanic status, thus increasing her demonic power and influence. In her twisted way of thinking, she worshiped her God Satan, for he has all the power not the Sacred Ones. She worshipped the demonic powers, she received, and his influences over her behavior made all things in her life possible, if she disrupted, destroyed, and robbed people of their happiness and life. Remember, the psychic vampire, needs to continue to rob people of their live and life force energies, once she caused people heartaches or undermine their happiness she gained power and energy for a while, but she was always on the hurt, to keep her youth and energy.
She loved the dark side so much she killed for the demons, and was always trying to get me to follow her. She figured her greatest power came from her demonic lover and husband, Satan. Her aura of demonic dark attraction passions, combined with a tongue of many serpents, and eyes of red, the entire time her dark spirit dances one of many short-lived victory, proved countless challenges. Now you understand why our guardians had to work overtime to deflect demonic interference. Nevertheless, the Sacred Ones had plans and they were not going to accept or permit her to get in the ways of their plans. This time the Universe’s plans were too important for the forces of darkness to get in their way.
Sacred Union Eternal … No Divorce … Nations Reunited Eternal
Night before us a sacred light displaces, and transforms a portion of our night within Paradise Cove into sacred light eternal via the Sacred Father . . . . No not our sun or moon . . . moonless night, sacred illumination transcends from the sacred spiritual home of Holiest of the Most Holy, linking with us: Earth Mother from where we stood, received the touch of illuminated by the sacred light, not manmade light, or stars. The sacred light his gift for us to witness and power that encircle with protection when beckoned to enter and enjoy the sacred journey to . . . . Fully awake, alive, and aware of both universes . . . Truth the further we journeyed from land on the bridge to the Ceremonial Heart, our awareness expanded to understand our experience together with the vast sacred environment around us. We wondered in amazement why . . . they summonsed us and dressed us in white buffalo hides. We looked back, expecting to see our physical forms on the sand, but we didn’t view any part of us in the sand, only then did we recognize . . . eternal spirits and current forms both taking the journey on the bridge/walkway. Forms without eternal spirit, in danger, eternal spirits care for, physical forms and protect them, since our forms are only empty shells without spirit. Individual spirits is much more than our conscious and subconscious psyche, spiritual life/light eternal that take us on our life adventures, daily. Hold on remember where we were when we returned. Think about it maybe the Chiefs hide our forms under water; if they left our physical bodies behind if they did not travel with our eternal spirits.
SunHawk and Red Sun, sitting on the sand in wonderful conversation, until the sacred light illuminates within the cove, mesmerized by the sacredness of the ceremonial area appearance and several voices in unison summons them by name. Once summons and names acknowledged, twelve Chiefs in sacred traditional clothing appear, on a bridge/walkway, which is one of the three sacred ceremonial sections, where the Sacred Ones and the Sacred Father, perform ceremonies and the appearance of these two together, are the sacred reasons for this ceremony.
Once the living bridge/walkway launches at light speed the twelve Chiefs, (six on each side) we recognize the bridge is an appendage of the solid center ceremonial circle, racing over top of the outer rings. SunHawk and Red Sun without motion or breath continue to observe the sacred living bridge and twelve Chief’s rocketing journey, towards Paradise Cove. The two in unison whisper, could that be the crown of Saturn with its outer rings. What is the symbolic symbolism and representation of Saturn, with numerous varieties of pipestone, which includes the rarest of majestic marbleized pipestone? What messages does this pipestone hold; I know there are messages but the connection to Saturn.
The massive Ceremonial Center is a brilliant white pipestone with the appearance of priceless marble threaded with gold and silver. The sacred center is where only the Sacred Father and Mother stand, which is a slightly raised dome above where the rest of the Sacred Ones, who stand in various circles around them. The dome appears to be wearing a rainbow crown of gold, suggesting Black Hills gold, shining from the sacred touch of he who is the Sacred Light Eternal. The ceremonial center is a place where only the Sacred Ones could stand.
The ceremonial center’s outer-rings suggested the rings of Saturn, and each radiated a different pipestone color representing the four-directions, separate from and positioned in the same position the rings of Saturn, and lower than the Sacred Crown of Saturn. The outer-rings, the section for invited guests who are not one for the invited guest of the Most Sacred Mothers of the Peoples and the second, for the invited guest of the Great Spirit. Total of six-rings plus the bridge/walkway of marbleized red/white pipestone, journeying from the inner-circle only, not permitted to touch outer rings of our physical earth. . . . Reality check, the time is not right for two universes to touch or it could change the balance, if they touch or connect with the other. Definitely, we wondered if it was our crossing time.
Our original impression their position and appearance suggested protectors. For what and why are questions that caused our hearts to beat rapidly. They motioned us to join them. We were worried, confused, and uncertain; about the reasons; the Sacred Chiefs appear in full ceremonial dress, riding the bridge: This cannot mean our journey home, our time of crossing, can it. The twelve appeared taller than the deepest part of the Grand Canyon . . . Twelve Sacred Chiefs, six on each side, clothed in sacred traditional Native American outfits. Each outfit decorated with coded designs symbolism of their division of authority. They summonsed us to and guarded us, and escorted us back, took us long enough to realize they our Sentinels were the Twelve Sacred Chiefs, the overseer of all the Nation of the Peoples aka Archangels. Truth, we were too numb to realize much of anything.
So concerned we failed to realize the sacred truth of these Chiefs who are our escorts . . . the Sacred Twelve Chiefs of the nations, not just the guardian Chiefs we originally assumed. Bridge/walkway stopped the Chiefs, projected gentle thoughts:
Come the Highest of the Most High the Alpha and Omega has decreed you presence before him. Worry not, once you stand before him, all he will make clear.
The bridge was an interesting distant from where we sat, but we walked hand-in-hand to the Chiefs of twelve and the two on the bridge closest to earth held out their hands: one greets and touches SunHawk and the other you Red Sun. Although all touched not, we rose with the motion of their hands and placed on the bridge/walkway. Between the lift and our first steps on the walkway, they purified and redressed us in pure white-buffalo skins, the purest of ceremonial traditions style: unsure of why but our new clothing appeared wedding clothes and/or our spirits sparkling purified. Suggesting our outfits of 501 jeans and western shirts were offence, to say the very least, for the meeting and ceremony.
An interesting journey to the Ceremony Saturn on a retracting bridge, when we stopped the Sacred Chiefs motioned for us to walk between the two lead Chiefs, to the Sacred Ceremonial Heart. Once we arrived at the Ceremonial Heart, the Chiefs instructed us to follow the Holy Ghost’s instructions. Six Chiefs who honor Red Sun fanned around to enclose Red Sun’s section of the Ceremonial Heart while the lead Chief who guided me reminded standing behind and off to the side. SunHawk’s first of the six Chiefs, stayed with him and off to his left side. The others took the same action to complete the Sacred Honoring Circle around the outer edge of the Ceremonial Heart and took positions to encircling the entire outer section of the Sacred Ceremonial Heart and inner-circle. They stood facing outward, in case of unexpected dangers. The Sacred Chiefs took this position to observe the sacred elders, summoned from the various nations to observe the sacred event. Truth, each ones mannerism gave proof of very powerful Sacred Warriors Chiefs, whose demeanor and size were very suggestive of Archangels.
The Highest of the Most High, Sacred Father—who is the Sacred Eternal Light of Life, positioned in the center of the crown. The Sacred Fathers appears three times taller, than anyone on the Ceremonial Heart appears. To his left or was it his right, (I always get them confused) his son—the Son of the Sacred Sun Eternal—Sacred Light of Life Eternal Enlightenment, long name and title combined. Then on the other side the Highest Holiest of Holy Mother, stood the Sacred Mother of the Sacred Mothers of the People; and the Holy Spirit stood behind the two to guard them. Then two others stood with them, were our guardians; which is why they refused for to give us a strong visual of them. The other side of the Sacred Son stood Archangel Michael and Gabriel, who turned out to be Gabriela.
It became crowded when they summonsed the Pope and his closest of assistances to stand before them, making the area appear crowded, just in front for the Heart. To us it was interesting to witness these two dressed in traditional ceremonial vestments of those in Vatican; the Pope wore the attire of white robes with gold trim, matching his crown. Okay, his attire, the appearance of his head cover signifies this is an important and sacred ceremony.
Next, the twelve Sacred Chiefs began to summons their list of honored guest, planned to observe and/or take part in the ceremony. The Honored Chiefs of all the Nations, Medicine Elders, and spouses, along with others they summonsed. In less than a blink, we witnessed hundreds standing on the outer rings, dressed in traditional, ceremonial, tribal outfits; we realized they all appeared of normal height and personas. The Sacred Chiefs’ positions empowered them to protect all on the Ceremonial Heart and Sacred Heart of the Sacred Ones, together with the two of us. Then vice versa, they make a powerful shield to protect the ones on the outer ring, from the extreme spiritual power and energy of the Sacred Ones, too.
Okay, comprehension void, escorts void of explanation, thus leaving us wide-eyed and befuddled, questioning why we accepted the invitation? UNTIL . . . Our Sacred Father spoke and scared us. Scared is not the right word, but surprised two bare feet guests: which is the only reason we could not lose or jump out of moccasins. Naturally, we proved mystified with all the humble demeanor, and behavior towards two earthly beings. Thoughts running wild, why and what is the important reason we need to stand before the Pope? Considering why the Pope had moved to stand stood directly in front of the Highest of the Most High who was looking at us. They positioned us in a place we stood directly in front of and facing the most sacred of all the Sacred Ones. All who know us can say, neither SunHawk nor Red Sun could remember such bewilderment, at any other time in their lives.
The Holy Ghost introduced us to the Sacred Mother, Our Sacred Father, and the Son. She came to speak with us greeted, and then introduced us to the Pope’s assistance, who came to escort us to stand before the Pope. The instant we were before the Pope everyone took positions of great reverence and silence of respect filled the area. One booming sacred spiritual-voice speaks, transmitting thoughts, ideas, and words in multitude of languages, so everyone could hear, feel and experience his sacred purpose of this ceremony. With the wave of his, hand the veil between the Ceremonial Island and outer rings, revealing all the countless life-spirits and eternal spirits summonsed who had been awaiting the ceremony, we had only been able to observe a few. At the same time, all on Ceremonial Hearts, and outer-rings were able to see the others.
I am the Alpha and the Omega, the Highest of the Most High who is the Eternal Light, Holiest of the Most Holy and Chief of all Chiefs. Truth, I am called by many names, some call me the Sacred Father and some use the term the Great Spirit, but the truth if spoken right, Great Spirit of the Sacred Eternal Light, the Great Spirit of Life and Light, who is the Sacred Father of the Red Nation, and of the Sacred People is one my sons.
The Sacred Father assigned our main guardians to answer any questions pertaining to the summons and each portion of the ceremony. Witnesses summonsed we were told one-hundred and forty-four Sacred Medicine Elders, one-hundred and forty-four Honored Elders, one-hundred and forty-four most Honorable Chiefs, along with several leaders each nation. In addition, all the various spouses received summonses to stand in observation, too. The original ones we observed summons were ancestors with sacred connections and/or spiritual blood relations of ancestors.
Highest of the Most High who is the Sacred Light Eternal speaks:
Before me stands our honored children, with which I am well pleased and summonsed here—to join in sacred honored union. My chosen son and daughter have been tested, found worthy, and chosen to unite in the most holy of unions. This is more than a union of man and woman in holy union but the rejoining of two nations that have too long been apart. This union reunites nations and restores sacred powers to the people.
If there is anyone here, who feels this union shall not be—let them speak now. Now I ask again does anyone here object to this union. Since no one, objects from this point forward let no one raise neither hand nor voice against them. I will ask one more time if anyone for any reason has objections or questions about this sacred unions or joining of nations. No one spoke or raised any form of objection to the union. He waited and listened but no one presented any form of objection. I have asked three times and no one has shown or spoke any form of objection, against this union. Then hear me, let all from this point forward, make any form of objections, all are to hold their tongues, hands and spirit against this sacred union from now and through eternity.
Hear my words all present, to witness this Holy Union, you represent the people and nations, so be sure you have no doubt or objections. . . . He waited and examined the heart, mind, and spirit of all summonsed to witness this union before he spoke again.
Since there are, no forms of objections to this Holy Union, since this moment on let any form of or manner of man or nation of people harm or come between these two, who by my decree are to be joined in the Holiest of Sacred Union. Let no man denounce what this union symbolizes or seek to destroy it. Hear my words for he that tries to or does anything to destroy this union shall suffer my wrath; I shall have no mercy on their heads or on the heads of their relations, nation, and people. What is done onto my chosen children, joined in sacred union, you do unto me, I will do unto them a hundredfold for they shall reap my wrath, and all the misery they have caused them, I shall cast onto all who conspired or acted against my sacred ones, the same faith, which includes their nation or nations and peoples.
Throughout his introduction and direct warning, his booming voice shook the heart of the universe, earth, and all presence. When he spoke you could hear all the different languages spoken by all the nations and people present, concurrently. Each of his words voiced with it, all languages at the same moment. He wanted all to know not to question or challenge him, beyond this moment. SunHawk and Red Sun questioned the guardians to guide two confused entities with . . .
Questioning the Assistances aka Our Sacred Guardians:
We soon realized are spirits were communicating on a different level, and we asked how is this be, we speak in several languages at once, when we communicate with our guardians: What did he say his reason for us to stand here? What does this . . . Sacred . . . Holiest of Unions . . . mean? . . . I say this leaves us lost and confused . . . and how can this be, we are the power of two nations . . . summoned to unify nations? We are young and cannot understand this universal testing. Our guardians smiled and transmitted: You our sacred ones, who are our children, we promise you will soon understand the reasons for all of this.
They pointed out reasons for the different levels of appearance: Strongest in appearance are eternal spirits, who crossed to this side and/or sacred guardians to the spiritual leaders of the people. The ones translucent in appearance we summonsed here from their sleep or their guardians bring them in a trance state. Translated, there were those who have not crossed, for they walk in the physical, as you two. Here on this Ceremonial Island of the Sacred Father are Archangels and ones that have received sacred honors in the eyes of the Holiest if the Most Holy aka Sacred Father and Holy Mother. The closest ring you see the Sacred Mothers and Grandmothers of the People and Nations of People, not the Eternal Sacred Mothers and Archangels of the Peoples, but the most honorable, which are part of the sacred guardians and elders, who watch after the people and make many of the decisions.
Do you see how all are clothed in their sacred traditional outfits, relating to their traditional/cultural, spiritual, and ceremonial beliefs including their nations of origin? All who the Sacred Ones summonsed to appear before them arrived dressed in outfits that symbolize nationality, tribe, traditions, culture, medicine status, and spiritual gifts, along with emblems of status. To answer your thought, yes, the rings have moved. Once you entered here, after the bridge retracted, the Sacred Father repositioned and raised the rings to enable all to bear witness. . . .
Can anyone explain the words why the Sacred Father said; he summonsed all . . . to witness OUR holiest of most holy sacred unions? This we cannot assume, so we ask, what part of SunHawk and Red Sun he brought here before him, and in whose universe are we sacred children, of . . . . Then he states . . . as you all know or should know; they have proven their selves worthy across several lifetimes. Thus why is it he said . . . I have called each one of you here to witness this most sacred of unions. We are not sacred, and are not nations. What does it mean to re-unite and unify nations, which for too long have been separated?
Guardians explained nothing beyond, you will experience many segments, and several different portions to these different ceremonies, and each one is rather lengthily. The first ceremony, straightforward, considering the Catholic Marriage Ceremony bonding two earthily beings in sacred union performed by the Pope, until death when ones spiritual and physical bodies part, since you two were christened in the Catholic Church. When the Pope speaks the Holy Ghost will translated his words to all in attendance.
Once the Pope finished he portions of the ceremony with all of its rituals, he joined us as man and woman in the material world in the eyes of mortal humanity. This means there could not be any other acceptable earthly marriage is only until death, does you part physically. However, it was a mortal marriage, and the next ceremony is sacred and presents a much greater degree of purpose, union, and meaning. The Pope and his assistances moved off to the side and behind the Holy Ghost . . . the one that is a sacred light of knowledge and enlightenment, one who is without any figures other that an eternal streaming light.
Highest of the Most High who is the Sacred Light Eternal speaks:
I have decreed a summons for SunHawk and Red Sun, to come before me, these two are my most honored, chosen ones; many tested and these two we found worthy among our sons and daughters. For this reason, SunHawk and Red Sun have come together in unity and now it the time to unify them in the Most Holy of Holiest Sacred Eternal Union. This Sacred Union unites eternal spirits, of tribes, and nations. This sacred union reaches beyond the metaphor of marriage into eternal unity. This summonsed is for the most Sacred Eternal Holiest of Sacred Unions.
All who now stand in my presence, on the outer rings for visitors and guests, and the Sacred Ones, before me on this the Holiest of the Sacred Ceremonial Chamber? All before me have received information and reasons for this sacred decree and summons, since this involves all your tribes, and nations, which connects the Sacred Ones with your ancestors and relations, of past, present, and future. To answer why you are summonsed here, each of you are to bear witness for this is not only a union of one-man with one-woman, but the Most Holiest of Sacred Unions. The union joins these sacred nations together, which for too long have been apart, this union brings forth increase abilities along with new enlightenment and gifts to the peoples. Know through this union is a joining of spiritual life and sacred spirit eternal; through this union, there can be divorce or division.
If anyone has, any objections or questions let him raise voice, hand, or thought. [Three more times he asks this question again. None spoke in voice, thought, or raised a hand against any portion of our union.]
Red Sun and SunHawk, since no one has any objections, know that through this joining in the Most Sacred of Holiest Unions from which there is no divorce, this is an eternal union. Your sacred spirits by choice of universal testing has proven worthy and thus through my decree you two I now join for all eternity. Know both your physical and spiritual life have come together and now it is time to come together for eternity, joining your sacred spirit-hearts and eternal beings, of sacred nations from this point forward, for eternity.
Eternal spirit and, current life form known as SunHawk is the sacred son of . . . (spoken in language of the Archangels) and my most cherish daughter, Red Sun, by my decree, I now join in sacred spirit-hearts eternal by my decree. This is the last time I shall ask, does anyone here, feel or fear this uniting should not be, then I request him or her to speak now, if not and they speak later they shall incur my wrath. He waited for all to speak among each other and no one could express or perceive any concerns of reason for objections.
Since no one here has, expressed concerns or objections then let all presence, along with each nations represented, hold their speech from now throughout eternity. Hear me now, carry my words to all corners of our universes, and let them know these sacred children by my decree I join across eternity. Two sacred ones born together shall be forevermore together from beginning to end by agreement, acceptance, and unification by means of honorable sanctified unions.
Let no man, or manner of man, or nation come between their sacred unions. Hear me and let all who hear me carry this warning to everyone and their representatives: Anyone who tries to destroy or come between them or their sacred and holy unions . . . shall suffer my wrath for I shall have neither mercy nor forgiveness on their heads or souls of them and their peoples.
Know two spirits walk and flows together are two equal sacred spirits joined by love as one that equals the strength of two times ten. Love holds life together. One equals two truths, which creates a sacred oneness. Know two born of one sacred spirit. One spirit once separated into two, and separated for too long. Tested and found worthy we have summonsed each to rejoin once again. Two whose sacred truths who were void of eternal oneness and nations divided for too long . . . and separated into two nations without balance, we rejoined into one nation for one much stronger and sacred spirit.
From two-halves, two spirit-hearts, two-minds, two-personalities with sacred wisdom, honorable skills, forged in the furnaces of sacred fires, and many lifetime of lessons and challenges proven worthy returns with the strength of wiser/stronger sacred spirit guardians to guide and protect across eternity. This union strengthens and supports each other, empowering each with greater abilities to stand strong in sacredness. Spirit-hearts of true love bonds each across eternity and convey sacred life energies . . . now two to stand as one. Know you stand together across and within energies of time and space, for here physics of motion and energies have no limitations and matters not.
Let there be spaces between you two, for winds of life to blow on waters and nourish life. Accept and allow each other freedom to experience individual responsibilities of growth. For this way, two come in wisdom, wisdom guides growth to strengthen sacred oneness, which enhances sacred spiritual togetherness. Wind on water blow, to purify heart, enhance intelligence, so togetherness flourishes with the combination of spiritual-life and loves sacred union.
Be as two trees growing together, offers strengthening support that nourishes roots with loves gift of understanding. Love gives support to grow strong. Love empowers weak limbs to become stronger once joined. Learn to contribute and balance your togetherness; know spiritual life grows when individuals learn to bestow unselfish support, forsaking all discouraging, egotistical demands through abandonment of self.
Each union is a circle with its halves-summonsed to walk and work together. Know what makes a union great, in truth, comes when one shares their secret values of strengths and weakness. IN truths, one shows strength with the other shows weakness and guides the other to grow roots of life and spirit by enlightenment to touch the sacred light. Some days one may lead and the other will follow and then needs flip and the other might lead for a time. Know the foundation with love in support is what allows success to flourish and spirits to develop.
Know in sacred unions and partnerships there will come times one will have to give one-hundred and fifty-percent or more to support the other or give time to heal. Give not in a manner that makes the other feel worthless. Hear my words ask not one to give all and receive nothing. Share equal, give equal and receive as equals that is a formula for development of awareness eternal. Share sacred life energy, which increases strength, improves spiritual powers, and supports development of inner-spirit control.
Stand as two-pillars holding up the archways of enlightenment and the other pillar of life. Symbolic of life waters flowing between the pillars of life: One spirit of light, the other of heart the other of mind; one of strength, the other of gentleness: one filled with spirit-love the other of understanding: one of protection, and the other guiding insight. One in the same but not the same, for life and spirit is as a circle in continual motions.
One is strong where the other is weak, to strengthen weakness, knowing when to use weakness is also one strengths, which too, supports the other. Love will help you learn to know when strength needs weakness or weakness needs strength to bring balance and harmony. There are times one or the other needs time to heal or given eyes to see directional guidance, but be not so strong you make the other weak and depended. Know when ones need your wisdom or gentleness. Know when to allow one spirit and spirit-heart to heal the others spirit. Learn when ones strength of love shared can give balance of healing through ones spirit song.
Sing and dance together allow spirit-heart to sing and dance on the Wings of Life and Life will grow. It matters not, where you are . . . across water, together, or divided by space or motion, in what realm or universe: know you sunset is sunrise for life is born together. Let your spirits soar and come together, rejoice in love and allow hearts to sing and dance. Know no problem can be so big love; personal/spiritual love shared between each other cannot help you find the answer. Live each day for the now, since later might be too late or is no longer around.
Holiest of Holy Sacred Mother speaks the heart and voice of all Mothers of the People and Nations:
Unions of two means side-by-side partnership do you accept? (We nodded acceptance) Sacred Unions are Sacred Partnerships, the foundation of relationships are life and spirit journeys side-by-side, which shares through spirit-life in all things. Your sacred journey of togetherness is far greater than ones who stand, walk, work, give, share, and/or care about development together. For together you need to support and encourage sacred spiritual/personalities on ones journeys of adventures, but the bonding of eternal spirit through sacred love. Loves great power heals, restores life, strengthen spirits, becomes an energy source that protects, and awaken spiritual guardianship.
Know this too, the male half protects the sacred half who is the providers of life, and holders of sacred secrets. It is for the male half not to lead them into destruction, but protect, listen and follow the guidance of the Sacred Half. Protection means protector not enslaver. Union means not one who listens beyond one’s own spirit to voices of destroyers.
Let love be in motion and move as the sea between shores of your spirits. Fill the sacred cup of union with both cups and drink from the sacred cup of life, love, and blessings. Drink not from one and leave the other abandoned and/or slighted, since that deprives many of life’s sacred love medicine and power. To not share means one or both rejects, rebuffs, and defames protection. To not share is to blind and bind love from watching over and caring for the sacred oneness of countless spiritual and universal life, in addition to, rejecting your responsibilities. Sharing multiplies understanding and blessings beyond spirit/life.
Life is always in motion and cannot survive, if one drinks from one cup of fruitful knowledge, and refuses to share or if you selfishly drink from your own cup of knowledge, and refuse to combine your sacred life knowledge and spiritual gifts of wisdom. Much is lost and great harm one creates with each selfish act; one creates a greater selfishness, which becomes the destroyer to the fabric of the universe’s sacred oneness and spiritual love. To drink selfishly is to turn sacred knowledge into a poison. Know this when; all is shared . . . successful growth advances across all levels and forms of sacred love energy, universal oneness, and enriches all with spiritual love; which awaken blessings of awareness, and thus enriches sacred spiritual/life eternal.
Love with your eternal spirit-hearts enjoy love with two-spirits, two-hearts, and two-minds, with each experience one shares there comes a new awakening of creative sharing; which equals one united eternal spirit. Give each other space to experience while on life journeys and adventures, yet hold strong together. Let not space betray or devastate spirit/life or spiritual love, for both are eternal. As the winds of life blows, fear it not, but find the music in your souls when the winds blow strong, give it not the power of destruction, but use the power of love to strengthen your holy union.
Share all love you have to give . . . deny not, for you block spirit energy, strength, the protective and healing power of love’s spiritual growth, for denial destroys the values of sacred life power, which summonses sicknesses that can/will lead to death of mind, body and spirit. It is important to share, for it is the gift that brings balance to physical body, mind, and heart, which then honors the advancement of eternal spirit’s spiritual growth.
Sometimes the simplest gesture of appreciation speaks louder than words. Sacred partnership can be akin to undertaking life on a seesaw while riding a roller coaster, and finding things around you changed and the struggle to see the light has tuned into free fall flight, in a whirlwind, phew what happened you are struggling to stay afloat . . . . All in one, tests to teach, you will receive a complete combination, and series of events, in the simultaneously, designed to test, teach, and strengthen. Know truth of union tests ones metal, through the fiery furnaces of life’s love determined to strengthen one sacred resolve, and increase advancements of spiritual life and strengthen ones skills and total growth. Hear my words sacred union partnership is a road with all sorts of storms: packed with countless test, challenges, awakening lessons to determine development of mental/emotional/spiritual worthiness . . . strong metal or sand. Then the earthquakes come to test your foundation and faith, too. Unions promise neither eternal peace nor happiness, only moments, adding to the whole.
Remember no matter how hard these most difficult life conditions might appear, let life moments become filled with love and know with love, all things can work out, for with love partners have togetherness, with togetherness each one can overcome the hardest problems. For this is how life and love grows. Fear not to give of ones true self onto the other and let life’s most sacred love grow. Now Archangel Michael needs to speak for he is an important part of your lives.
Archangel Michael on our Sacred Union:
Time of Sacred Spiritual Medicine Warriors: Our children it is hard to count how many situations will require us to send sacred guardians, for evaluation and support, in time we will send one and/or both our children to evaluate the nations and the people. Sacred Guardians of the People among nations; know you are the sacred ones with the powers of the Most Sacred Spiritual Medicine Warriors, in time you will understands as your powers and abilities develop. Sacred Union also unites the Warrior Societies, and Sacred Mothers of the People with the spiritual power of Sacred Spiritual Medicine Warriors taking them out of the shadows and bringing them into the frontline.
There are many women warriors, and warrior women, who are strong, powerful, intelligence medicine warriors, their wisdom is invaluable, and when we combine abilities, we multiply our strengths, magnify our powers, and visionary intellect. My children, SunHawk and Red Sun, look around the ceremonial center, where only the Sacred Chiefs stood when you entered here. Do you see there are two Sacred Mothers of the People, and two Sacred Medicine Warrior Women standing between each of the Sacred Chiefs? Can you see each ones sacred spiritual eternal lights increased in brilliance and power? Yes, each of the Sacred Ones energy and size multiplied and now they are able to function with greater abilities. Remember, when you joined us on the Ceremonial Island, where the Sacred Mothers and the Sacred Spiritual Medicine Warrior Women, stood. Can you recall how they stood there without the same brilliant powerful spiritual energy, or their spectrum of spiritual lights? They are part of the sacred eternal union with Sacred Elders, Chiefs, and Archangels; there is no separation in duties and responsibilities when combined.
SunHawk and Red Sun, we wish we could tell you this union is going to be peaceful and easy, know your union will be a hard road of challenges so you can understand and help others. Walking the sacred path of guardian warriors, spiritual warriors, and sacred medicine warriors, are complicated journeys with countless perils. Know all sacred guardians must walk the path of sacred spiritual warriors’; you are with the people to learn, teach, guide, protect, and connect past wisdom lost with cultural knowledge for the present.
We will direct your involvement during many different conditions, areas and various factions. Ask no questions for answers will come, while we guide your journeys. You need to know now; you both will travel many certain supportive adventures: along with many other individual variations of conditions, during countless journeys, while you gain direct insight into many dangers coming upon this world. Observe the people who seem to walk blindly into their own destruction.
Your love is your strength to stand against the forces of darkness, your spiritual love is your protective shield. Let love be your protective life’s directional compass, and when necessary turning two into one, standing back to back to keep the one in harm’s way out of danger: within, and/or during extreme circumstances. A union of sacred spiritual love equals and increases sacred spiritual and physical powers via combination of eternal spirits; which enriches direct protective strengths into a powerful shield, while combining individual spiritual talents each one calculates various requirements to fulfill guardianship assignments, which only in time you will become more aware of before us.
Let no one tell you there are not sacred warriors assigned to protect the innocent, for there are many among the warrior societies and many walk in human forms, too. They are the ones who learn across many universes besides multi-levels the skills each one needs to use in the physical realm of mortal humanity, which helps them guide, guard, and teach the warriors in training in all realms. Then SunHawk already knows this for he has journeyed to many universes, and he has been in training for countless universal cycles, too. You Red Sun have been in training across many universes, universal cycles for Sacred Spiritual Medicine Warriors, to honor your sacred fathers and mothers, for you together have become strong unit members.
You along with others need to let our, Indigenous Natives, knew they were the children who choice to stay and help teach the fallen and in the process many of our own got lost. Our sacred guardian warrior societies have always been under guardianship of the Sacred Guardian Warrior Angels by direction of the Archangels. The traditional natives are guardians in training for various reasons, spiritual areas, and multiply levels of sacred universal guardianship to watch over and help train those who needed help. Our deep spiritual connections, our medicine knowledge, and abilities are just a few of the reasons, so many blindly feared us, wanted us exterminated, because of what they did not understand, how they had been lied to and trained fear us, for their religions taught them to believe we were Satan’s children and we needed to be wiped out.. I do not want to see the price they will pay by the decrees of the Sacred Ones and the Highest of the High Courts. In addition to many European preprogrammed believes, regarding darkness, feed their fears which made it easy to feel no remorse when they sought to destroy us. Deception and fear are easy for the greedy to use when they do not want the blood on their hands. Now is the time for all Sacred Spiritual Medicine Warriors to awaken and learn to stand with us.
[Of the words I speak are simplification of visions and communications after the Sacred Father spoke and others came to give us various parts of the blessings and sacred ceremonies. The information about our sacred union gave of previews of our eternal journeys while they took us on rides, riding the winds across centuries—eternal spirit experiences and comprehension on a higher level of consciousness, far above our limited earthly consciousness. Power of language and levels of communication also changed, several times during the ceremonies. The voice of the Sacred Ones projected all languages so all present could understand, and when they spoke one could hear all the languages spoken combined with each universal word and thought projected.]
What we learned: Archangel Michael is more an integral part of the Sacred Hoop connected the Sacred Red People/Nations and the Sacred Father of the various Warrior Societies of Indigenous Natives, for it was during our time with him, we discovered many truths, about our universal connections, Archangel Michael revealed. In truth, he wants his words spoken to and understood by the Sacred Indigenous Natives and all the Children of the Red Nations, for the children need to understand their sacred spiritual and traditional importance in this spiritual battle.
They need to accept how important it is for them to stand strong together, in the face of great darkness and dangers. Soon the great battle comes between forces of light and dark, know great dangers are at hand, and they too need to know, it is important they stand together, for their combined union can create success or failure depends a great deal on the Red Traditions of the Sacred Children. Archangel Michael is a very Sacred Spiritual Guardian of the Indigenous Red Natives and guardians of those that first inhabited these lands and Crazy Horse was one of his sacred sons.
Across time, Sacred Ones want it made clear, the ones who follow the sacred traditions and cultures given to them by their ancestors and the gifts given them by the Sacred One are very important and valuable. The gifts given to the People of the Sacred Red Nation, come with more power and wisdom, than the ones revealed to the ones on the misstep journey referred to as Native American Indians, for they have been tricked into following a path not theirs. People of the Sacred Red Nations are not part of a land, but children of the Sacred Spirit of the Universe, the Ancient Ones, with a unique connection and responsibility to the Archangels.
Archangel Gabriela speaks on sacred union and women:
What your fathers and your Holiest of Holy Mother failed to tell you, about your people, is something of great importance. How they perceive the sacred children that holds to, bonds with, and follows the sacred spiritual teachings given to the true indigenous red peoples, across countless cycles beginning with the Sacred Ones, is of great importance. Traditions and visions given to your ancestors and to your people through the Sacred One came from the Sacred Mothers of the Peoples, Chief of Chiefs, Archangel’s Guardian Chiefs, along with Guardians and Teachers assigned to guide the Sacred Traditional Red Nation Children. Know the sacred wisdom and teachings given to ancestors and relations past and present guiding the ones who accepts the traditional path. Those who honor the sacred ways and traditions are the next generations of Sacred Elders and guardians of the universe.
Know some of our sacred traditional life teachings flow as water flow, which can add to or change the landscape; however, know the values to truths never change. Only those that have chosen not to the walk the sacred path of the Sacred Ones teachings and/or accepts the empty name of Indian or Native American Indians, in truth they are saying they have displaced their spirits. In time, the ancients will summons you two to meet with them and the Ancient Father Chief of Chiefs of the Red Nation; you will know it by the Village.
I accept and honor your sacred union partnership, but there are certain things you must know, not accepted in any union—chattel (master/slave) marriages. This has long happened among many nations and tribes. Husband and slave wife is among certain behaviors; we condone, and the way the slave masters treat his chattel we shall do unto him tenfold, their punishment will be harsh and the cycles long. Nourish not life or limbs with deceptive behavior that poisons life’s love and cripples life, spirit, and spiritual growth.
Stand not so close with dark possessiveness you entangle, strangle, and destroy life’s eternal growth. Deny not light, for denial, denies loves sacred blessing. In truth, it is a vicious dishonoring treachery, which will destroy countless journeys of enlightenment. Steal not spiritual life energy. Steal not enlightenment that enriches sacred love eternal.
Love one another, but make…not…love a prison. Know true spiritual love, is neither chains nor chattel. Marriage gives neither not permission to enslave nor permission to treat another as inferior or chattel. Sacred Union or marriage implies submission of ones life for the other to own or control. Let all women know their union has never imply surrender ones personality or higher potential for another to possess, change, and/or manipulate for in time each will become the others destroyer.
Love should not be a deceitful strangling vine that clings and drains all the life from one to feed the other. Man definition of Marriage: man has possession and domination over another. The term is a manmade term definition, which man created and not what the Sacred Ones intended.
Men for too long, envisions marriage gives them master bondage rights over their female/wife aka life partner, since they consider women personal prize possessions, a trophy, less than chattel, in truth this behavior poisons life and air, which slowly destroys both.
Love unions’ means not a master purchase of a personal slave. Love means Sacred Love Unions, two are equals, life sharing partners, best-called ones other half. Neither partner should preside in any way or manner over the other. One should not demand or expect the other to satisfy them with wealth, diamonds and gold, for the one who expects or demands will experiences all of their guardians wrath, when they/we choice. Nevertheless, unless both learn to work together in an honorable way and in doing so accomplish ones sacred spiritual objectives and prime directives by using their sacred spiritual gifts, then the sacred union, we will bless.
Archangel Gabriela wanted these words shared with all women for they need to know these words well:
Women know these words well; ones union does not make one into the others selected possession, property, or chattel/slave, not even in arranged unions. What is does say is for each half to gift one onto the other the art of sharing of life and love combined with sincere, honor, respect, and joining sacred hearts. We (all the Sacred Ones) charge men of all races, with the duty to respect, protect, and honor women, this includes your other half and female family members. It is against our laws for man and woman to mistreat honorable partners, elders, and/or family with disrespect or abuse.
Red Sun/SunHawk, there is one more place for the two of you to visit together, but that will be after you leave this place. When they call, you will know them by the Village, much to understand there. Now it is time for you two to return to your assignments. Archangels Michael and Gabriela along with the twelve Sacred Chiefs escorted us to the bridge and we stood between and with them all the way back to the waters of Paradise Cove.
All the other Sacred Ones spoke in comfortable tones with great passion in their words, but not so with Archangel Gabriela. The majority of Archangel Gabriela’s conversations seemed different, more direct, urgent, and intense from the others. Interesting too, how all the Sacred Ones along with SunHawk and Red Sun, quickly move from the Ceremonial to an interactive holographic amphitheater. A place where one can view past and present or become interactively involved on a spiritual, empathic level of involvement.
Her spirit communications surrounded us with massive holographic transmissions inside and array of interactive presentations, which appeared historical and informative by conferring past event concerns, along with how they influence contemporary, present, near present and future events. Outlining how certain events needed to change if this world is to have a future or it will turn into dead planets similar to Venus and Mars.
She was compassionate and concerned about past and current conditions, which seems to have many implications of momentous consequences filled with extreme dangers. She is not happy with the conditions and treatment of females, wives, mothers, and even children. WE saw how the vast majority of female spouses receive treatment worse than chattel, in many cases, this is still happening even today.
The presentation of each concept she grew more adamant about her convictions against those that demoralize and degrade women, even changing text and writings to say she is a male and not a female. She was upset how certain forces have for centuries set about to destroy womankind. Her emotions showed how not until womankind is given the honor due them and allowed to have their rightful place on lives stages of development for the advancement of humanity, will there be any peace or true acceptance by the Sacred Ones.
Violence is where there is the absent of logic or conscious reason. Whenever and wherever the male part of humanity and religions dominate the female race, there is going to be violence. The Dark Ones use and control through deceptive games, designed to trick men into hate and destruction and making them see themselves as Omni-powerful. In truth, men are the easiest to trick into believing they must repress womankind, it was Adam that tempted Eve not Eve tempting Adam.
Repression is humanities awkward—backward destruction of the entire universe. Repression means little advancement in culture, creativity of society advancements including spiritual development. However, there are increases in anarchism, hate, death, and violence, and feeding destruction, blackening and creating massive fields filled with the dead, along with wanton killings.
Dark Ones fear the female races coming of age, because the female possess the Sacred Ones secret wisdom for advancement, life, which include countless truths to instruct and guide humanity. The only way Dark Ones can survive is by domination of the male races and suppression of the female races. Man is what gives Dark Ones he greatest powers of destructive violence and control, to destroy and consume the world with darkness; this has already been happening, especially in the areas where women are chattel and forced to submit to the men, who have submitted to Dark Ones.
Archangel Gabriela and the others wanted us to let all races of women know until all women around the world, stand-up and take their rightful place on the universal stage, around the world there will always be violence and destruction. They have the power to stop mindless killings, blackening of lands, and increasing the size of killing fields, but they must become the spiritual leaders, power source for constructive living, and world leaders, they are giving the power to evil to control and destroy.
You will know when this happens, for we will forewarn you when humanity is on the edge of destruction. Archangel Gabriela wanted certain things handled yesterday considering women had for too long been degraded, abused, beaten down, denied their rights and so much more or that is what she projected beyond her words.
The time for our return had come, so Archangel Michael, Archangel Gabriela, and the twelve Sacred Chiefs of the People, escorted SunHawk and Red Sun, back to the bridge for our return journey back to our current planet, Earth. The Ceremonial area we could still see all the other Archangels, Sacred Mothers along with the Sacred Father and Holy Mother, the Great Spirit, Holy Ghost, watching us return to earth. When the bridge stopped, the Archangels escorted us to the edge and told us would see them around, soon. Archangel Gabriela spoke: Now is the time you return to your earthly forms and for you to accomplish your missions here on this world. We began to step off and everything return to earth time . . . darkness with only the lights from the homes and towns around the area flickering.
We saw the sacred universe close even before we touched land. Around the same time, we realized we wet and not on dry land, which is where we stood when we left. Know … we are on our knees, in the water bobbing about with the movement of the waves, breaking over our heads, but we have no problem breathing. In the ocean, on our knees, hands clasped tight together, fingers inter-locked and palms tight together, with energy pulsating and sharing with one another. Looking in the eyes of the other, with forearms-to-forearms, touching, subsequently, we can easily witness the others, sacred spiritual light pulsating with the exchange and sharing of energy.
Tell me what you think and/or remember of the words he had to say: “First, Red Sun, don’t you think we need to get out of this water?”