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Grandmother M Revered Mentor to Red Sun

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
tolerance.)

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
create.]

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:

  1. A spiritual guide, sacred guardian, missionary teacher, and sacred healer,
    inasmuch as, she was and is among the few who obtain the sacred oneness.
  2. She understood and learned sacred spiritual values lessons of cultural,
    traditional, sacred spiritual ways, skills, philosophy, psychology, and
    physics, knowingness.
  3. Visited the sacred spiritual village, learned the roots and teachings of medicine
    warriors’ knowledge.
  4. After the Ojibwa teachers, during her life journey she learned and shared with a
    number of truly loved, honored and sacred spiritual medicine elders.
  5. 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.
  6. 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.
  7. 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.
  8. Spiritual truth, she used the traditional ways to guide and teach.
  9. She based her faith in prayers, since truth comes in understanding through and
    beyond visions.
  10. Life experiences take one on journeys of adventure, which awakens one to
    inner-abilities to receive the gifts of truth.
  11. 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.
  12. 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.
  13. 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.
  14. Life was interesting learning at her knee, through the eyes of others, and by
    her side.

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.

Second Day: A Journey with and beyond Yellowstone

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?)

Third Day: On a Journey with and beyond Yellowstone

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Third Day: On a Journey with and beyond Yellowstone

Talking in my semi-comatose state about my fear of Elinora and I know she wants me dead. Every time, she states I should have never been born and how she wish I was dead. Each time she says this she is trying to figure out a new way to accomplish my death.

Glen Hunter:

Why do you feel we are going to take you some place to kill you, I told you we are going to Yellowstone Park . . .

Yellowstone:

Ours is a journey to the Sacred Heart of Mother Earth, from within comes a time for learning.

Hearing Glen Hunter’s muffled words, Spirit of Yellowstone instructed me to ask what and why? . . . Hunter what did you say, I am carsick with extremely loud ringing in my ears, it is making it hard hear what you said.

Glen Hunter:

We’re going to Yellowstone Park . . . because of the Korean War: Men/relations are or have been called to active duty, thus our businesses sold, belated honeymoons, become emergency actions, and our families required a quick operation for gathering all our relations in a rather large family reunion, just in case . . . . We are heading to a designated place designed to accommodate a rapidly growing family gathering of plains and western relations.

Most relations and family members have been in receipt of dreams instructing us to gather in Yellowstone: since most plains and west coast male relations, (18 through 40 years)  it now appears are or will called up to active duty. . . . How can I explain this to you so you will understand?

After all of us conferred with your Grandmother M, all the family units after many conversations realized it was extremely important, to have a family reunion, before husbands, brothers and sons receive orders to ship out to war. To give . . . many families, including ours, have to move to other parts of the country . . . to give . . . peace of mind to the men in combat, for one thing, while this Military Action separate men from their families.

Elinora hisses with her spiteful serpent tongue, which she uses to undermine and hurt she aimed at Hunter in hopes of controlling him:

It only an excuse, 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. This man is convinced he will not return home on his feet, if he is able to return home at all. However, he will not be happy until he plants us in the middle farm country, slopping hogs, and chasing chickens. I’m a city woman not a farm drudge, if he wanted a farm slave he should have married one. If anything happens to him I will sell the farm and disappear.

Red Sun:

I wanted to tell her, but only mentally injected: I think that’s a lot of hogwash going on in your head, he’s not going to die in Korea. You will get use to Kentucky and if you don’t, you will find a ways to make all of our lives miserable. Am not sure which persona was in charge of Elinora the last couple of days, but I do know she has at least three different ones and one very red eye demonic demon, which appears to be a very Demonic Satan. I think I was trying to give someone else a heads-up

Glen Hunter:

Elinora, you knew who and what you were marrying when you married me.

Yellowstone:

Red Sun, the woman’s behavior is one of the exact reasons, among others you cannot identify or give her any reason to know you are in communications with us, no one except your Grandmother M can know. Please, try to accept it will be harmful for all if you say anything right now. In the Sacred Father Creator’s time, after we come together, we will help you understand once you have the strength to come together.

Glen Hunter:

Yellowstone’s summons through her song, which has become a much deeper itch, haunting the spirits, of the ones the Sacred Ones have chosen among the relations of Grandmother M, thus Yellowstone’s spirit refuses to let go . . . we searched for possibility other places, but when all is said and done, all vacation spots turned into black holes, from the oceans of San Diego, including 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: visions said life would fail if not Yellowstone and men would die. Elinora’s face continued to get redder with anger the more Glen Hunter spoke and accepted the song of Yellowstone and Mother M.

Sharp chuckle fills the car, when we observed Elinora’s facial reaction to Glen Hunter’s reason for our journey and vacation in Yellowstone. Who was with me I am not sure, yet I hear a quick laughing breeze, which causes me to chuckle, too, the minute it whips around the car.

Elinora:

Ah, bulls – t! Yellowstone visions of cr_b, mother is filling everyone with garbage. (The hissing of venomous hate hung on every word; if she was a rattlesnake with that much venom everyone around her would be dead.) Whose visions, not mine, and why? Visions said, you don’t say. Now for some reason, all of our relations and family; suddenly seem to receive plenty of @#*%, except me, I am better than the rest of you people and I received nothing about Yellowstone, except stay away and go to Vegas. Now you tell me, if you can? What is the reason and why is it all fire important to be in a certain place of dirt? Dirt is dirt and so it shouldn’t make any difference where one sets up camp in dirt. Now Red Sun I ask you if it makes any sense for everyone to meet in Yellowstone, a place of nothing more than dirt, gas, hot waters, bugs, and wild animals, all of which is of no concern to me, you can all go to H3E double L, as far as, I am concerned.

Glen Hunter ignoring Elinora:

Even when we tried to speak of going any place other than . . . we all got seasickness on land. The way you’re experiencing carsickness now, Yellowstone’s attacked us; even stray thoughts away from her seem to hit us, with a strange violent sickness, which only departed once 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.

Elinora:

Strange, too, how no one’s intuition has been able to interpret Yellowstone’s song, except to say Yellowstone’s song: Why these demands we must accommodated at some camp-p-p g-r-r-r-rounds 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 for our belated honeymoon.

Battle of opinions with words, Glen Hunter:

Notwithstanding, Red Sun you can ignore what she has to say, neither, Elinora’s opinion . . . nor one-single dream released anyone of us from the summons to Yellowstone. All the family relations coming here received numerous recurring Yellowstone dreams, each one challenged us to come and understand the importance of Yellowstone and no place else. Yellowstone refusal to release anyone from her influences helped us understand, she wanted us and once we declared we would answer Yellowstone’s call to come to her.

Yes, she called to us through: dreams, visions, voices, and visitations, in fact, she even enhanced certain individual’s intuition abilities to make sure we listened to her. Matters not, how we tried to break Yellowstone’s haunting, mystical, control, we were under her spell, that old black magic . . . . We contacted Grandmother M, give her our dreams, and impressions, for her to translate: The Creator decrees our families gather at Yellowstone and no place else, if these visions are correct, which haunt our immortal spirits, all will live, however, if we don’t some lives will stop.

Elinora hisses:

That’s some joke Red Sun! . . . Who SAYS your Grandmother M’s voice must always be the final DECISION. Everyone listens to her and yet they all refuse to listen to ME, I have the same powers as your grandmother. In fact, I am more powerful, she worships God, and I worship Satan. He makes sure all of my wishes come true; truth he gives me everything I wanted. God doesn’t do much of anything for anyone.

Red Sun thinking:

Then why are we going to Yellowstone, if he gives you everything you want, can I ask why are we going to Yellowstone and Kentucky? But only voicing: Question: When Grandmother M speaks people really listens to her words, but this you know. Truth, woman! . . . In a soft whisper, Most think you are a joke.

Elinora hears the words and does a rapid backwards lunge, throwing half of her body over the front bench, and sucker punches child in the stomach, thanks goodness this child fat similar a grizzly bear cub. Something I assumed might cause problems, but truth is truth. Elinora behaved in true her form, when anyone suspects, implies, suggests, or possessed knowledge Elinora BE a liar, a con artist or calls her on her behavior, she turns into a pack of ten wolverines on attack. If around sundown or later she would fight until sunup. She enjoyed the power to continue her violence until she gets her way or injures the one who spoke honest words and truths, against her.

Elinora loved to fight until sunup, however, a great deal of the times, she loved to fight so much, she would intentionally start a fight, and for many the number of entities and demons attached to her, she always fought with the strength of ten wolverines. The fight would not end until dawn, no matter how much harm or how many injuries she inflicted on others. She wanted people (women, children) and MEN to think twice about saying anything against her and God help the man and me if the man refused to sleep with her. Elinora was not beneath going after someone with a knife or cracking their head open, which made nights around our dwellings interesting, at least five nights each week. I cannot say house or home, because all the places we lived seem to undergoing continual repairs from Elinora’s violence and destruction. This time I only received a sucker punch, but wait until tonight to see what she will do to me.

Glen Hunter, in his Colonel/ Major and Drill Instructor voice:

Elinora knock it off, Red Sun is only a child, repeating what she has heard from others, where we lived. Red Sun, don’t listen to Elinora, she’s just mad because no one gave into her opinion for our reunion in Vega, she doesn’t care who she sends to the poor house. Then ‘WE the PEOPLE,’ have learned not to dispute Grandmother M’s spoken decrees. Failure to do so is tantamount to suicide: we all have learned regrettable backlashes can and do rise up to slap those in the face who fail to listen . . . not just for a season, either, but can be for a lifetime or many seasons.

Listening to Glen Hunter after the knowledge of what conditions such environments forced me to experience with Elinora’s past and present beliefs, her occult environments, and demonic persona; caused me to question other situations, her behavior invited. Tantamount to inviting chronic reversed situations, his words enlightened answers to why, to why so many problems. Sometimes, we ask questions when it is not time or we lack enough information to comprehend the reality to our questions’ answers or on the flipside we receive answers, but we lack basic knowledge to comprehend, their meaning and purpose.

Still, a knowingness within my spirit realized such  questions set the stage for a new wham of life challenges: a new energy are question activated and summons new journeys and adventures, while we get the impression of now is not the time but soon. Interesting how in a split-second, pieces of information give us the impression we will receive answers in time, except we will not will not receive the answer or know how or when, until the adventures and journeys unfolds before us.

Mental contemplations, is flooded with sensory sensations, spirit is set adrift, but permits curiosity to remain. . . . How much, how often, and what is her involvement with those things trying to end my life, past and now, what a road trip? Mind and spirit, spins and collides with countless questions, conditions, and recurrences or many thoughts. Environment in motion, what is this new energy vortex, which embraces consciousness of child/spirit combined with Red Sun into a state of deep meditation; who is permitting strong connection with eternal spirit to Red Sun for recognition and observation to acknowledge  truths from lies, while promoting child spiritual and mental development. Yes, there is always two sides to the spirit tear, which because of conditions, awaken, enlightened, and permitted Red Sun (eternal spirit), to be a very powerful mentor, in unique ways supplied both child/spirit to excel daily in mental, and universal growth.

Conscious concern reflect-on various happenings and analysis what Glen Hunter referenced prior to new energies turning conscious analyses away from immediate . . . to viewing sacred life, filled with spiritual visions and telepathic communications. It takes some very powerful guardians to protect the total of Red Sun from such darkness. Honest, it must also help knowing what they know, the many plans for the journey meant Grandmother M receiving spiritual visions and inspiration, to honor the Sacred Ones desires. There comes a time is it important to block the path with spirit light and confuse and blind the enemy.

Sacred Spirit of Yellowstone speaks:

We supported and directed Sacred Mother M to arrange for Red Sun to vacation with her in Yellowstone, while Glen Hunter and Elinora disappear on a three-week long belated honeymoon, before the family reunion.

Glen Hunter must have heard what the sacred spirit from Yellowstone said becuse of his statement that followed:

I just realized it is important for child/spirit/Red Sun to be alone with Grandmother M, strange but I just realized Yellowstone is a sacred land and maybe  . . . just maybe. . . . He realizes the importance of silence.

[Universal Spirit Language: When I use names, during the course of spirit/spiritual communications, much of the conversation are transmitted in pictures and imaginary thought-forms, not spoken English or the way we communicate verbally. It is important to understand the following used more pictures, imaginary thought-forms, or pictures combined with action, all of which gave the impression of verbal interactive conversation, but is what one can correctly refer. . . universal language. The pictures and interactive imaginary guardians and those communicating in spiritual communication relay in interactivity visual actions in various ways to get their messages across, similar to the way we see things portrayed in movies, but on a much grander scale—to ensure interactive comprehension.]

Before I could hear anything else from Glen Hunter or Elinora the full strength of the vortex comes and in a zap, summons, and takes all within the cocoon, along with guardians and protectors to take an interactive part in a sequence of interesting, wonderful, relative spirit journeys, including sensory pictorial communication combined with intensified visions:

Afterwards (reference after the family accepted Yellowstone) . . . We (several guardians standing together) told  Grandmother M (picture of Grandmother M) to talk to Glen Hunter, (picture of Glen Hunter), and insist, (picture of Elinora) Elinora spend a couple of weeks around her mother, it is important Red Sun spend time with her (guardian) Grandmother M and Elinora together. We explained the importance of/for all vacationers to include only a certain part of their vacations experiences in Yellowstone, during a certain week in your time for then we will connect and come together with everyone in Yellowstone. Sacred Truth, it is important for Grandmother M, the Sacred Ones, and one grandchild Red Sun to connect with Yellowstone. Truth, our only way to get the child/Red Sun here, and because they accept, their guardians and others Sacred Ones will do all we can to bring family members home safe from combat.

Moreover Elinora is determined the three of you will spend time with a few other of her family members including your Grandfather M, who did not get the summons. [Grandmother and Grandfather M were divorced.] After Yellowstone you will spend a couple of week in and around the Fresno area, before heading east, you will have two other stops, one of, which will allows Elinora to tell family/cult members . . . SHE/we will miss you, but WE have to leave. Child, know this, you are not to go with her for any reason, even if we have to make you sick that day, you will not go.

One very important message and concern all must heed . . . Red Sun remember you cannot and should not . . . for any reason . . . return to the house in Riverdale or communicate with anyone outside your family, except when you stand by your Grandmother M’s side. We have explained to Sacred Mother M it is of upmost importance for her to convince Hunter and Elinora to leave little Red Sun with her or her son and his family, or even better keep you with her while they pack up everything in Riverdale, finish closing the Chevy Dealership sale, and pay off all their debts, before they (car traveling along lines on a map) head out to Kentucky, (picture of family in Kentucky) with money in hand.

This portion I could not be sure if they were speaking directly to me, or Grandmother M, and me, and/or among themselves:

It is important to get Elinora out of California and away from the Satanic Cult, she is involved in, especially, if  we are to keep Red Sun alive, until Red Sun is strong enough to survive Elinora’s attacks. Critical: All things involving Red Sun/child, need cleansing, healed, awaken, and reawaken before Red Sun/child, leaves on their journey to Kentucky, it is going to be too late to get her to the Sacred Heart of Mother Earth, and in the medicine circle of Yellowstone, if you wait until she is older.

This is what we showed Grandmother M and now you. You can speak with her and ask what she saw, to confirm what we say, for you know her visions prove 99.9% to 100% accurate. She is very good that way at hearing, seeing, and reading visions. Perhaps on occasion she might be off on the color of the clothes one wears or the exact minute of day and temperature, yet everything else of great importance to the message she interprets precisely.

WE revealed to Grandmother M the importance of and why we are taking you into realm of absolute death and hold you on the brink for a few days to erase and remove all that, which does not belong since you, have been in much danger. Those things she heard on her bed at night were demonic tricksters of negativity and deception might take you down the wrong path. (They showed me pictures of hiding from these dark deformed animals with horns and scales trying to pull us down a very dark path.). Past and future events, in time and across space along with potential conditions have demonstrated why the Sacred Ones have decreed we must connect the earthly form child with eternal spirit Red Sun, now.

In fact, there is great urgency to awaken, and join the two. It is important the two recognize together their sacredness, spiritual abilities, universal communications, connection with, and power to channel sacred messages through combined eternal oneness, Combined oneness will take each on many great journeys, even greater experiences and knowledge gained. Together the protection is strong, allowing each to experience many great adventures with your guides and all the Sacred Ones for starters.

[Yes, it was hard to tell if this is/was within a here and now vision or an observer witnessing recall events between Grandmother M, et al. Very ironic how Grandmother M, one of light, became the biological mother of Elinora, one of darkness. Time travellers inside a transport vortex, carried us to various places, which helped us to experience and absorb, so much insight and unique knowledge via observations, interaction, sensory, visual, vocal, and telepathic transmissions.]

Elinora a child born of light, but taken over and possessed by a legion of demonic entities, which started when she was very young, in her early childhood she could never get enough attention, she wanted people to love her more than they loved her mother. A child deceived into believing she was the most important person in the world, which all people should bow down to and accept as their Goddess. She wanted people to see her as a Goddess, more powerful in all ways than her mother. Resentment, and jealousy, turned into deep hatred towards anyone that received her mother’s attention, or showed her mother respect. This is why you are an enemy in her eyes, because of your love and respect for your Grandmother M. It upset Elinora that her mother, your guardian, and you share a sacred spiritual love between each other, and she has taught you things she refused to teach her own daughter, but you can learn sacred truths and important insight into the differences, of light and dark, since you are not of her blood.

Grandmother M born Ojibwa and raised with a German family, whose bloodline and religious believes she too discovered , had always been devote Devil Worshippers, and direct descendants, of those that created the death ovens, designed to and did end more than a million human lives . . . . Lives the Germans considered neither worthy, nor equal to them, since Germany declared they were the Superior Race and all others races inferior. In time you will witness what happen to those that do worship and walk in darkness.

Elinora has been deceived into believing her mother‘s bloodline is German and her father was Cherokee. Her uncle a spy and devote Neo-Nazi Satanist, played on her jealousy and anger, inasmuch as he had unhealthy desires for Elinora, when she was a young girl of nine years. He took Elinora every place he could and invited Elinora to Neo-Nazi meetings, where they gave her even more of the attention she required, and they accepted and encouraged her violence, which inspired her to join the cult and organization.

One important fact for you to remember, and the truth, behind the German uncle behavior, he possessed a strong envious craving towards Grandmother M abilities and hated her, since she was not German, but an Ojibwa woman many respected, and his dreams have always directed him in different ways to destroy your Grandmother M.

The satanic cult members hoped to influence and use Elinora against Grandmother M, knowing Grandmother M’s extensive spiritual, and medicine powers, they were hoping to take control of the Sacred Mother and her abilities, They tried often to made deals with the Sacred Mother M to get her to give them her powers and they have tried to blackmail her numerous times. One more reason uncle got Elinora involved in their Neo-Nazi Satanic Cult Movement. Elinora did not disappoint the cult. In fact, in a very short time her involvement in the Satanic Cult turned her into one who is hard to explain, in a few short paragraphs, but she earned the status Satanic High Goddess, the bride of Satan.

Know this you are protected, but she killed her first born and the cult plots to turn you into the one that follow in Elinora’s footsteps, since they have been shown your future abilities, but they need to get you to develop deep hatreds, disbelieve and mistrust Grandmother M, which is the only way they can see will get you to worship Satan. For now you are semi-safe, but if Elinora is not able to accomplish both, by your tenth year, then they will allow her to the physical life of Red Sun. We have to make sure your strength and abilities are strong by then.

Based on Elinora’s deep jealousy and resentment, of the strong bond and relationship between you and her mother, can spell dangerous conditions ahead. You have received strong guardianship and protection by the one who rescued child and Red Sun from many deaths. She saved you child even when not in sight, she even helped rescue you from death by train and a few other attempts made by Elinora. In fact, conditions will require her protection and healings during more than a few occasions, to come. It was and is important she hid Red Sun away from those that feared the birth of Red Sun, and the cult has received instructions to possess and turn Red Sun. In some ways you are still dealing with the same forces that challenge you and seek your death.

New vortex carries us on a unique spirit walk and visitation sitting in a Longhouse lodge with Spiritual Guardians:

Do you remember, even before your ability of speech? Before birth you received the gift of spiritual knowledge and recognition of sacred difference, and walk in two universes before the tear and separation, it is important you two belong together. One cannot survive without the other, for you are more than one body and one sacred eternal spirit of Red Sun, who has returned to this world for a sacred purpose: Know this you are here to help save the thousands of sacred children, in truth, many thousands of the children will be lost and thousands more perish needlessly without Red Sun.

This information is to help make sure you learn, you need to understand you can gain knowledge in rather unique ways. The first time Elinora, attempted to kill you, by leaving your lifeless in the bathtub, before your second cycle, we held you and help you learn special sacred universal knowledge, until Grandmother M rescued you. Yes, it is important for you to understand, how you could be one and yet two spiritual beings together, but with the drowning a tear happened, but the biggest separation occurred on the railroad track, and then later on that night she tried to smother you, to waken you and for others to attach and worm their way in.

These in addition to a few other factors makes it urgent and critical we cleanse, mend, heal, awaken, renew, and reawaken DNA, physical child with psychic physics, Intellectual/Universal/Spiritual to Quantum Physics and Eternal Being of Life and Light bringing them all together from past to present and into the future. Now do you understand you need us to mean that which has been under attack, torn, and almost completely separated, if that happens neither will survive and thousands will be lost, we must mend soon or neither will survive? If one is lost, both will die, and then many thousands will be lost and perish needlessly.

It is important you and your sacred spirit remember how you shared a strong spiritual connection with valuable, sacred abilities to sense, see, hear, observe, and witness the deceptions of negative influences. Together you have the gift to a summons forth sacred awareness, and develop stronger knowingness of life and events, while you can gain and enrich knowledge of negative, dark, demonic entities; which some want to control and/or destroy while they control and possess your spirit; however, know this because of certain gifts unique . . . also means one uncommon struggle for spiritual survival. Most of the dark demonic and/or disembodied creatures’ attacks on you came from, orchestrated, and choreographed, by those who worship Satan, controlled by demonic forces, of as Elinora the demons of darkness have the ability to compel people to do things they might not do otherwise. You can find them anywhere not just involved in Satanic Cults, in reality it means, get to know the spirit-heart of, observe behavior, and know their words, in time you will understand.

Secret, many of these disembodied creatures love to relive life on a more destructive level, and this they might be able to accomplish if they connect to a child , and maybe in time they can become walk-ins once they discover how they can weaken and destroy the spirit of the innocent child. The sacred spirit of a child is a hundred times stronger and wiser than most people realize. Such connections can give demons a direct line to the Sacred Ones, in a destructive way. Know anger and depression can be harmful and weaken ones defenses. Notes this journey to Yellowstone, has many purposes, including our sacred abilities and skills to cleanse, we can assist you to remove all the hatred, dissolve satanic cult influences, dislodge disembodied entities, which then allows reprograming for healthier life and spiritual development. WE then can take the negative, demonic, and disembodied away and send them to where they need to go to earn another chance to return and earn their right to transcend.

If similar attempts to kill, fail to kill, they can weaken ones spirit, cause spirit-heart and other types of interference, which can cause one to accept negative subconscious programming. Thus, this among several others reasons they challenged Elinora to cause your spiritual death, too many demons, disembodied entities, and tricksters, enjoy Elinora’s drinking and sexually affairs. Some sought new bodies for walk-in dominance, one more reason. First they need to weaken before they can gain negative influences on the child’s mind, thus they can weaken more and more, in their attempts to separate a child from eternal spirit; which then gives them a pathway to get rid of or dominate the child’s soul and thus they have an opening to begin their walk-in. Sacred Truth, Elinora’s spirit is flooded with—negative energy, under dangerous psychic influences; know each entity wants to possess another’s form, they seek those with spiritual abilities, which you will in time understand.

Thus in many ways and for many reasons this journey goes beyond serious or critical, it is the journey for survival by the numbers Know Yellowstone’s sacred medicine power, has moved into action to remove and discard the ones not of the Sacred Spirit of Eternal Light of Life and Love while you are on the road, and much has been happening before you arrive at your grandmother’s camp site, to block them from discovering you and they will not return with Elinora either.

Sundown feels closer in the mountains and Elinora was showing signs of withdrawal, and breaking out in sweats, she no long desired but was in physical need of her liquor, which meant it had become urgent for us to stop at a hotel with a cocktail lounge or one close by one. Food was not important to Elinora, when she was in this state of mind. Hunter stopped at a hotel with a cocktail lounge, and Elinora disappeared until after she finished her second drink. Time to get dressed for dinner, but I was too sick to leave the room. They went downstairs and Hunter brought me back cheeseburger and fresh fruit.

Carsickness has was one thing, but not the real reason for my intense motion sickness, this came from the vortex travel, physical body, guardian protection, keeps body functions active, but not good for supporting, the functions of walk, talk and/or eat, only for laying down in a semi-conscious state. Throughout the entire night, child consciousness, and Red Sun eternal spirit enjoyed taking journeys in the travellers’ vortex, with guardians and spiritual elders. Flight without an airplane, able to sense and communicate with life and the universe on many new and wonderful levels, while sensory abilities were able to recognize, analysis, and communicate with a beautiful and wondrous universe. Universal language, telepathic communications, and absorption of elements and environments, who can say this universe is not alive and living, need to take a sacred spiritual flight..

Fourth Day: Embraced by Yellowstone and Beyond

Yellowstone Powerful Autocatalysis Instructor …. Chapter One

Fourth Day: Embraced by Yellowstone and Beyond

Sunup the fourth day, we had been taking journeys all through the night, however, I learned there were a few more introduction journeys, before we arrived at Grandmother M’s campsite.. Breakfast time, and for a child that loved food, this morning was much different, the guardian of the child, requires only light to rebuild energy, thus he/she had no desire for food, but had learned to walk and talk some. Vortex journeys continued until a little after mid-afternoon around the time Glen Hunter shouts: Red Sun, we will be in Yellowstone soon, we are over halfway across the Teton Mountain Range, which is actually part of Yellowstone, too.

Just before he shouted the energy fields and patterns connected to our journey in the vortex, began our return travel. Time for child to return to physical body, with the help of the guardian it was easy to connect, rebalance, and take over heart beat for proper circulation and come back from the journey. Interesting, spiritual energy and vortex travel assistance, helped to return all to the point, in earth time, just before the calling of my name.

This vortex travel helped me return with a sense of rejuvenation, restored strength, along with new comprehension, enlightenment, and spiritual connectivity ability. Yes, we were only a few hours away from Grandmother M. Although, physical, psychological, psychic functions, spiritual energy, and strength, combined with renewed inspirational intuition, enlightenment, and excitement meant it could not come soon enough, for me. Inasmuch as the closer the car with us in it, got to Yellowstone the more apprehensive and violent Elinora’s behavior becomes. Bearing in mind, too, poor, Elinora had to actually eat her breakfast, instead of drink it, withdrawals maybe, or habit, no matter either way, booze had once again become the only thing on her mind, which began showing soon after breakfast. Now being so close meant time the time had arrived in Elinora’s mind to make Hunter and Red Sun’s life a living hell, by starting another of her verbally abusive, fights, with a punch or two thrown in from time to time arguments and because she could knowing Hunter would not do anything while he was driving.

Elinora starts her argument by shouting venomous filled comments: Red Sun, we sure are going out of our way for you, I will be glad when we get you to your Grandmother M in Yellowstone. Hunter will not let me have even one drink; until after we get rid of you. You are nothing but trouble; in fact you should have never been born. This world would be better off without you; you are a stone around my neck. For the next eight-five miles Glen Hunter and Elinora did nothing, but argue. While Elinora tried to drag me in to the middle of their fights any which way she could. Even shouting at me to hit Glen Hunter for her, that had me confused and I refused to hit him, so she hit me.

Speaking to unseen guardians:

Great I lack energy to deal with Elinora. Yes, I feel somewhat stronger with life returning, nonetheless, I still lack real strength to say or do much. It is dangerous if Elinora starts hitting one Hunter, hoping to force him to stop at a liquor store and get her a bottle of booze and mix. She finished the two bottles he got her last night, after she returned to the hotel and all the drinks she had before and after dinner. Darn, either way drinking and/or lack thereof can make people mean, people that drink will do anything they can to get drunk. No one wins, when she wants a bottle or when she is drunk, the more she drinks the greater dangers, the greater the violence, from dangerous mean to meaner and deadly. She is vicious when she isn’t drinking, with her; no one can win, and you never know which personality is going to come awake, either. One wrong word has all too often caused an all-out battle and accident, she goes crazy, Grandmother M help me I am afraid with the way she is behaving.

Grandmother M transmits all-embracing telepathic communications: Red Sun can you hear me?

Red Sun: Coming in very loud and strong. Wow, I can feel you Grandmother M; you are coming in about the size of a mountain, can you hear me, it is strange, here and dangerous, about the time I start to recover, Elinora’s spirit starts growing uncomfortable and turning darker. Overpowered by carsickness, on the verge of dead, incased in lights and lost in a cocoon, the worse I felt the more she sang. All things move, and changed, when I could not speak, she sang. Now some light and enlightenment touching all and we are listening to more dark hearted venomous hatred and selfish greed. See-Saw effect, new energies begins, carsickness receding, physical and spiritual receiving life energizing energy and strength. Abilities are beginning to awaken, each mile closer to Yellowstone, and you grandmother. The same time I can sense demons trying to communicate with her and the area around here is blocking them, and light is touching her.

Grandmother M: Secrets on both sides, hear me, do not . . . I am serious . . . do not say a word of what I am telling you, or let on you and I are communicating. Very important for you to understand, definitely say not a word to Elinora about anything you have experienced on the journey here. It is important you say nothing, in time you will understand why, after you get here. Although truth of reality suggests, Red Sun you are linked to Yellowstone, which began many days back across time., to keep you save, Sweetheart, she has taken you to her heart and introduced each of us to far-reaching, wonderful autocatalysis influences. Relax my child, accept her blessings and love, she has many gifts to give you, and blessing for you to receive, but remember  for your protection say nothing to Elinora or Hunter.

One guardian implies: On the other hand, child time seems to necessitate, full comprehension, awareness, acceptance, and absorption for awakening. You will be with us for a couple of weeks, providing you the opportunity to visit Yellowstone with your Grandmother M. Your time for your spirit-heart and mind too open, a time when you will find strange, amazing, and mysterious, filled with many new and magnificent presentation by Mother Earth, Yellowstone, the Sacred Ones and of course Grandmother M will surprise you, but for your protection hold your tongue.

Inside Yellowstone National Park

Yellowstone Powerful Autocatalysis Instructor

Inside Yellowstone National Park

Around suppertime, we pulled into the third camp area, inside Yellowstone and I senses tingled Grandmother M . . . Where, where?

Unseen Guardian: There, Red Sun. . . . Look up, right over there! (Pictures giving me direction and sight beyond sight) She’s coming out of her Airstream. Tumble from the back into the front, atop, across, and over Elinora, head first in a sudden leap through her window, straight 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 flow from within the Sacred Heart of Mother Earth Yellowstone: Flashes, implied this was a time of enormous importance—a wounded life’s circle came to heal and make whole . . . Red Sun. Here one meets her past, embraces the rebirth of her present, to achieve greater strengths for others to survive, and identify the future.

Glen Hunter had removed my luggage out of the trunk of the car, before we returned on our short journey, while I clung to Grandmother M and she clung tight t me in her arms, I heard Elinora say we will see you in a month, and told Glen Hunter take her where she could get something to drink, in the same breath. Amazing how fast they disappeared before I finished greeting Grandmother M and our spirit journey within the vortex had completed. She did not give her mother a hug or kiss, either, since she refused to get out of the car, the only words from her, Here is Red Sun, we are late,  see you in a month . . .Goodbye.

This was our bonding time, we were experiencing each millisecond flashes of recall, receiving memory each recalling reality, each individual, each reflection connects experiences, and exposes a unique tapestry of information. Many questions answered in less than sixty seconds: lessons experienced became knowledge acquired into personal/universal history. Each flash or a combination of conscious/subconscious reality becomes another journey moving us in spirit time through wonderful spiritual portals. World turning around us, we are inside the vortex and time resets our combined spirit travels from the if-fen shadows of our eternal spirit-life journeys, which combine our spiritual history—into heavens light of spiritual physics and universal wisdom.

Upon our return from the journey, grandmother voiced nothing, but telepathic communications, enriches are awareness with eye contact, which communicated more than words could express—one of many ways we shared communications: Yes, it’s 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 had claimed. Then twice more, in less than ten-months her life restored, after the rescue of a young Red Sun, from a house of many shot and murders.

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 guardian this 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: hand sign not good yet. I looked around to discover Glen Hunter and Elinora were no longer anyplace to be seen. They did not tell either of us good-bye only dropped off my things and left. Oh, well, I am with Grandmother M and that is all that really counts, Elinora doesn’t have to come back really.

Time had come for Yellowstone embraces us within her sacred energies and Mother Earth speaks: Sacred Mother, you, and Red Sun, we have witnessed are true, sacred, and rare spiritual women. Sacred Mother you are well loved and respected. Considering individual acknowledges you a sacred mother, sacred messenger, saint, guardian, spiritual guide, teacher, missionary, healer, and friend.

Regardless, of the words this day, by the hour of Red Sun’s birth, this Sacred Mother 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 one say other than the both of you are sacred women who stimulate—individual awakenings of intellectual talents through mind and spirit. However, I can’t say how all see or feel you child in the future, but I can say, we see all who receive her, are touched, or walked across her aura, sense a true sacred spiritual presence. There is much ahead that needs not be revealed at this time to the little one.

Okay, even after joining grandmother, it was still important for more connections, journeys, and awakenings which meant adventures within the vortex of travel, and sleeping by Grandmother M, this night we continued to slip in and out of a state of semi-consciousness, until the shadow of Yellowstone’s crossed over our campgrounds, and light returned, proclaiming Red Sun is now fully within Yellowstone’s loving embrace and cherished in dawn’s embrace . . . . The same second of dawn, we hear a spiritual energy pop, providing us with sensations of sacred spirit embraces establish the child/Red Sun, in a way, which helps us familiarize our connections with the sacred energies of Yellowstone.

Sacred lives and energies greet both with a grand embrace: In one moment child/Red Sun recognized the sacred presence, influence, and embraces . . . Yellowstone, used during our entire four-day journey. Hard to believe how after days of lying flat, not sure if alive or dead, and then with a blessing and embrace life returns via gifts of enlightenment. Once inside the Sacred Circle of Yellowstone Sacred Heart of Mother Earth and the Mother Earth’s powerful blessings of eternal life and love many new opportunities guided us to relate to the sacred spirit of Yellowstone. After a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, and a short time before falling off to sleep, with the vortex of travel requesting we take a journey within,  I questioned Grandmother about WHY and WHAT is important that I say nothing to Elinora or Glen Hunter and neither were to have any knowledge about my sacred cocoon, spiritual connections, spirit journeys, and our telepathic connections. We took a few journeys together which was fun talking to elders, but I cannot say how long we were gone, since I failed to wake up until morning.

At breakfast I asked why neither one gave me a kiss, shook my hand, or a pat on the back, they just dumped the luggage and left. It hurt since Elinora told me shortly, before how glad she was glad to get rid of me, I was in her way and nothing but trouble, she wanted me out of her, and she did not care if I was dead, because she would never cry over my dead body. I asked what I thought was a simple question but the answer, became a very long and hard journey to understand: Why does she hate me so much?

[Sacred and Personal Life Truths: At the beginning of the journey, I was too young and twisted up insides, prior to the wonderful gift of awakening comprehension, and enlightenment for understanding the greatness of Yellowstone the Sacred Heart filled with Mother Earth’s teachings and love. By the time we headed back to southwest and to central Kentucky, I had come alive. Gone from blind to having eyes, which discovered they had the power and ability to see beyond the normal five senses. All the years since Yellowstone, including present day, my heart sings a song of love and thanks, for the gifts and opportunity of acceptance to connect with the sacred life force of universal life and spiritual physics.

However strange, for a time no one could convince me of Yellowstone’s involvement, or powerful autocatalysis influences, during our journey from Riverdale, California to Yellowstone. Yet, after I sleep on the ground, our spirits journeyed together, began a great and powerful change. For a time I walked a time upon sacred ground, within her sacred heart, where I learned to appreciate and comprehend her sacred abilities, blessings and many of her very wonderful spiritual manners. You know the saying walk a mile in my moccasins, will it requires a little more than a mile to walk with the Sacred Heart of Yellowstone, to realize the sacred unity of the universe’s divine spiritual oneness. ]

[Sorry, Grandmother M’s history, I’ll have to save for another time book, inasmuch as, her life history and mine with her can’t be written in less than 500 pages. Truth, 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 – begins with osmosis assimilation, designed to awaken in one short lifetime, decades of knowledge, which in turn connects one to generations of history. Even with the infusion it took many seasons to classify, categorize, as well as, obtain 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. True Reality, Grandmother has neither written a book, nor held public office, but she had publicity agents promoting, one Sacred Mother her around the world, for all she did, it was her abilities and sacred gifts which helped to guide and teach. She was not Catholic but if she was she would be on the wall beside Sister Theresa and Pope John Paul III, and then one other that trained with her in Nebraska and South Dakota . . . Grandfather John White Cloud of the Parrot Clan of the Laguna Pueblo Nations]

© Michelle Red Sun EagleHawk

RedSun/SunHawk Life Adventures

February 2011

Time to Review the Journey

Section Seven:

Time to Review

the Journey

Sacred Angel:

Let’s review those who are blind because of hard hearts. Red Sun, in this system it takes the best of the best thinkers and warriors to handle this, because of the multitudes of streaming requirements and challenges. The area of extreme circumstance; each one forces us to deal with emergencies to save lives, help awaken lessons, prevent total destruction, and/or send support teams. The current sections we’re in keeps track of all forms of cruelty, violence, community, tribal and gang warfare, crimes of war and wars against humanity. Crimes against humanity includes crimes against children of all ages, nationalities, cultures, Earth Mother and her sacred children, however, many of these crimes do weigh heavier in the eyes of our Sacred Father than others. The biggest crimes judged in the hearts of the Sacred Council, are harm and crimes against children.

All things are recorded, too. Believe it or not there is also a section that is attuned to those who are in need of an infusion of spiritual love, inspiration, direction, guidance and inner-peace, from which incentives are provided by a select group of Angels and guardians.

SunHawk:

Red Sun, now what do you see and think from your heart center to mine, when you hear the words and concept Christmas Angel. Now, since you have travelled with us, is it not easier to digest, once you are more aware?

Red Sun:

The Star of Light sent by He who is the Light. Yes, now I understand what a wonderful record of time and events I was just able to review, about the birth of the messenger and teacher. Even so, the Christmas Angel is in truth the Archangel of Eternal Light, Enlightenment and Wisdom. The bearer of sacred knowledge and spiritual enlightenment; which if I am not mistaken you are
the one described as a Star who traveled with a band of a thousand angels.

You are the Sacred Star of Light who watched over the birth of the one called Jesus the Christ, but was he not the Sacred Son of Sacred Light, Life and Enlightenment Eternal. The sacred messenger of light . . . . In fact SunHawk, the combined heart to heart touches, awakens this eternal spirit of energy light to universal knowledge: Archangel of Light, Enlightenment, Intelligence, Sacred Wisdom and Eternal Truths.

Okay that opened a floodgate to a few questions of events and reasons you received the request to teach and inspire Red Sun to see, recall and awaken knowledge. Now let us back up here for a couple of minutes: Each time the Sacred Ones summonsed me across, the first thing I noticed, no sun, yet a
sacred universal beautiful bright light that enlightens all and cast no shadows
in this sacred universe. Recognize the Sacred Ones are Light of Life Eternal.
The eternal light of enlightenments sacred knowledge, regarding the sacred
spiritual universe, here is a place where there are no shadows, the lights,
colors, sounds, harmonics and eternal energies are sacred and eternal. Here I
have witnessed no decay or death.

Time to help awaken others to the Sacredness of the Universe; provide knowledge of Sacred Realms; which means in time I will begin teachings spiritual truths, and sacred knowingness about the Sacred Ones of Light and Life Eternal. Next there are the Sacred One of Light Eternal who are the bearers of Eternal Enlightenment and Wisdom, similarly.

Sacred Truth: each time the Highest of the Highest Sacred Ones summoned Red Sun for ceremonies and/or gatherings, I always stand beside the Highest of the Most High Sacred Father and Mother of Eternal Light of Life for they are Enlightenment, too, and the sacred power of the eternal enlightens everything and there are no areas of shadows or dark, only very brilliant and vibrant sounds, lights, colors, and energies.

SunHawk:

Now you understand the sacred messenger is an Archangel of Sacred Eternal Light the one who is the giver/bringer of Eternal Truths, and Sacred Spiritual Enlightenment/Spiritual Knowledge. Highest of the Highest are the Sacred Father and Holy Mother of Eternal Light/Life, Sacred Honor, Wisdom and Truths. The most Sacred Ones are Alpha and Omega; they are the Light of
Enlightenment Eternal.

Woman . . . Remember, not many remember this experience nor will many accept or understand, these words. Truth, we have witness, most refuse to accept the truth of environment and reality. One area they refuse to accept, is the reason for certain sections and levels within radar awareness/alert systems, are not only connected with humanity, but all of Sacred Mother Earth’s life from the deepest life form in the waters, to the air all breath, the microbes, into the universe, and more.

Red Sun:

Beautiful! Our Sacred Heavenly Father/ Holy Mother and Sacred Ones, Thank you all for approval of this wonderful experience, it has been a great teacher filled with great wisdom. I am humbled you approved the invitation and received this humble child of humanity here to visit and experience, conditions here before being assigned here, if that be the case. No fundamental knowingness or language concept can do justices, to these wonders of
universal knowingness and adventures, within these numerous radar system and many levels and sublevels of system categories.

SunHawk:

Hear this woman: novices can easily succumb to euphoria and lose track of reason and purpose here. Know this sacred truth, in many cases it is the animals and/or other life forms that alert us, to conditions faster than personages. Especially, in cases, where people equate survival with killing
in the defense of others, they either go void of emotions or silent in spirit.

Animals are capable of reading energies, environments, and people; this then empowers them to alert us. In most cases their psychic communications alert us when someone enters a person’s home or their people’s life with ill intent or a dark spirit. Animals are very important here, well-loved, and watched after, how people treat them can make a difference in prayers being answered during critical times, but if they harm animals we will not answer their prayers.

I never knew what you saw in the animals you saved and rescued, although I did understand the power and wisdom of the wolves, since we had many good conversations, I never told you about, but they did love and respected you. Some of the wolves, along with Buck and Nikkei, with us in the mountains are here with me, and when necessary, even now, we all work together.

Red Sun:

What I discovered when the two of us joined with Archangel of Light, it was easy to experience all-inclusive prayers while experiencing the Sacred Father’s universe among all walks of life, nationalities, cultural backgrounds, including animals of (land, sea and air) and the sacred newborn infants. Forgive this Red Sun, from where I walk, its known certain people and animals can and do talk to each other, true, but here . . . However, until now, it was hard to comprehend the sacred truth about Earth Mother’s Children considered so sacred, important and loved, and the sacred reality of how strong said spirits are received here.

Sacred Angel:

Red Sun, listen and know well, we sense and experience it all, its not euphoria we are directed to do what we can to keep this universe in balance. We can’t save them all and we can’t always keep perfect harmony and balance, either. Some of these prayers go up for review to determine, what needs to be done and many times it becomes the animals, who tilt the balance in favor of or against a person.

Red Sun:

Before we leave I have a few more questions . . . . What about the major pockets?

Sacred Angel:

Red Sun, the major pockets within the system, can mean several things, from a group of people starving, to areas where events are on collision courses. An area where we can expect massive death and destruction of humanity, property, land and life forms will in some way be destroyed. Then there is the style of turbulences which addresses land eruptions, volcano, fires, earthquake or impending hostilities. Major pockets can also suggest crisis/events with environmental battles between Nature, Earth Mother and humanity; these are areas where we are needed.

Advanced warnings system can alert us beforehand what’s in motion, by the movement within various energy jet streams, and different types of fluctuations inform observers, how many Angels and guardians are required and how many people will we get to listen for their protection or who will need our personal protections. Then there are those that are meant to cross during
certain environmental conditions.

Consider most conditions require intervention specialist from different levels and layers on numerous occasions: Reflect on how all things are interconnected in scores of ways, a portion of universal life forms have not yet come to recognize, the importance of spiritual balance.

Remember, observers are the ones who rush in, to prevent deadly conditions or help those in need, which affects all ages and life forms. We are not in any position to judge the personalities of any personages endanger. Ours is not the place to take sides or refuse to help any personage because . . . since we don’t have cultures or race classifications. Ours is to deal with the protection of the universe, the Sacred Father and work to develop harmony and peace. Taking sides is a manmade concept, which has created all the problems over the centuries. Not to say we are not at war with Satan and his demonic disciples, but that too came from some of the demonic influences, of the ones who are out to destroy the universe and convert all elements of the universe to black, charred waste lands and mindless servants.

Maybe it is time to explain a few more details you. Those who have journeyed across to your side and return have walked in many moccasins and sandals, we have worn many faces and been known by many names, but our true
spirit has always remained the same. Ponder that for a time. Also what seems as hours or minutes, can all happen within only a few seconds of how time is
calculated but say folding time is easy and necessary to accomplish and protect.

Let’s tour for a little while longer, in a more relaxed manner. Pay close attention and observe the rapid fluctuations and colorations. This area of the system is the where SunHawk works: See how dark things are around here? Command/central observations center in the heart of violence and war alert section, which is why; it looks darker than many others. If you look, towards the command center, you can see the Archangels Michael and Gabriel
working together. They have called their warriors together here all the Sacred
Warriors and Angels, spirit warriors and advisers join the battle of the war in
spoken of in Revelations the Sacred Father’s warriors and guardians to do battle against the warriors of Satan’s darkness forces. The war which has taken form on the horizon is why the Archangels have joined forces to fight the ones who are unholy zealots. This is a battle for the souls of all humanity and universal life forms.

Several Observers within one of the systems:

Beware Judas’ personalities abound: who in the name of spiritualism, religion or some form of religious organizations: use evil’s games of deception via the powers of misdirection. They feed upon passions to mislead others into the shadows of unholy alliance. Cults of deception use half-truths and games of lies to create domination, through control by authoritarianism so
they can lay lands to waste and feed upon the countless corpses of death. This vast array of radar systems here are the guardians of the people against Satanic
Darkness. Demonic activation of so many fallen ones influenced Archangel Michael and Gabriel to summons all their forces home to fight, the ones who have brought
the great darkness across all areas of this warriors’ radar systems. Many are on assignment in the areas of great turbulence, some will be returning back here
from one assignment, only to return to another assignment: Guardians, advisors, personal protector being the second eyes to protect personages and unit when and where possible.

Notice the Archangels stand together not apart. Please
know, this is a war each must fight within his/her own hearts and spirits, as well. If love, togetherness, harmony, and peace are to return this area to light
and bring peace: it first must start through determination of his/her sacred prayers filled with love, honor, and respect. Each spirit-heart needs to
recognize and allow love to shine bright along with commitment to find and develop ways of working together.

If spiritual harmony and balance fall to return spiritual
light and sacred energies of harmony and love, we will be forced vote to vanquish all violence and life. Unity, balance, and harmony is the only way can humankind defeat the ones who see life in colors of death, before we are forced to. You have already received the proof, and sight as to why we gathered the sacred spiritual elders and warriors, so I don’t need to go into it any further.

Know this, generation upon generation, century upon
century, has allowed and in some cases promoted hatred and so allowing it to grow deep and strong. Much hatred fanned by false stories and wrongs of ancestors many centuries and generations past their bones have turned to dust. If all the Archangels who have gathered their warriors along with the warriors who trained and are training more warriors on the battlefields and we must call upon all the warriors . . . .,

Receiving flash visions of things that could be or might
be with the impression this is humankinds last chance. I see devastation taking place across the lands and much of the lands destroyed and laid to waste. Some people suffering in the rubble and others in all stages of dying or dead. What it means all of humanity will be forced to deal with a wide spread outbreaks. If things are not resolved, violence will be happening on many fronts, which you will in time come to know about and understand, why?

In the areas the warriors of Archangels Michael and
Gabriel/Gabriela, are gathered, we know currently the turbulence is at its strongest, which is not only in Afghanistan, but surrounding areas and certain
other areas (before Iraqi invasion). Remember, the light must return or we humanity will force our final vote for the eradication of humanity or pockets of humankind.

Red Sun:

Final Vote? Who has the final vote: the Council of Angels that oversee these various radar systems or the Highest of High Council of Chiefs/Archangels or the Council of Chiefs and Spiritual Leaders or are you saying all nations spiritual leaders who see no hope to the end of violence.

SunHawk:

Light gray would even be nice, do you understand what I am trying to say. Know this right now nothing it set in stone. Right now we are giving humanity warning signs and the rest it up to them.

Red Sun:

Yes, SunHawk, this Red Sun understands the concept of what you are trying to say, right now it is dark gray to black in areas without any light. Now can anyone tell me . . . How fast are these light bodies moving and how fast are we moving?

SunHawk:

To give you a point of reference, you might understand, our thought speed is ten times greater than the speed of light, which is the speed we travel. We can travel from one event point to the next faster than a blink. Think it and you are there, which is why we don’t need wings or use wings. Acceptable, yes, next is it easy to understand how we can move and handle more . . . equally guardian support, spirit connectivity/comprehension react even faster than travel.

Sacred Angel:

Can you sense the rumbles of war below have turned into rough atmospheric conditions? What is about to happen, we say the spiritual violence can easily tear a plane into a million pieces, if caught in this turbulence similar to being caught in a black hole.

Red Sun:

It is not good to have ones physical body buried; I just received the sensation of someone walking on my grave. Instantaneous realizations of chilling footprints rush over me, regarding past live events while observing warriors moving faster than a blink. Here planes and physical bodies could not withstand the conditions, which could and would break them a apart into millions of little pieces. What it must have been like when the planes delivered death, everything happening so fast one top of one another.” Great sense of sorrow emanates out and fills my senses with the sense of heaven weeping

Sacred Angel reflected:

The day you reference did create some of the roughest turbulence, spikes, dips, deeper depressions, along with massive void areas of life force energies and a monumental mixture of energy similar to a volcano eruption. We knew it was coming yet, we had no way of stopping it, due to a number of reasons, it is hard to count the many people that refused to listen or take action. It was a hard event for all here to get through and find everyone who needed their help; thousands of Angels trying to margin, into a very small area, yet . . . .

Yet, it was the day when we felt there we were not enough this day, to handle all the support, events, environments, emotions, crossings, and all the other needs of . . . so many demands at once. Truth, not since the bombs fell on Tokyo has the pain and turbulence been so great. All levels were struggling to save lives either through spiritual/physical support and/or guiding all they could to safety. All the same, others were guided across, because it was their time or we just couldn’t get them out of harm’s way fast enough, to allow for quality of life, so they could complete their objectives and directive.

It was a hard event all the way around on all levels. Sadly, the enormity of the conditions pained the Sacred Father to his weeping point. It was a day we all wept, not only for the losses, but because of what we saw ahead for humankind and earth, if they choose not to work together. Darkness and Satan demons were laughing loud and rejoicing at the destruction, deaths, fear, confusion, the loss, tears, and pain their violence delivered.

Red Sun:

Angels, Archangels, Sacred Father and Holy Mother weep . . . amazing sacredness . . . not until you summons me to take this journey did I consider or even think Sacred Ones, Angels, and guardians spirit-heart could weep full out. Not until I experienced how spirit-hearts weep, did I comprehend the realities and/or possibility of the Sacred Ones weeping spirit-hearts, not even could they experience spiritual pain, they neither suffer harm to psychic, nor feel the pain of others eternal spirit of energy and light. Yet, I should because of the many time when very young I do experience these same things, and
the a guardian, along with Grandmother M would explain the pains and emotions I am experiencing is the same things the Sacred Father is experiences, too, only on a smaller scale.

SunHawk:

We walk within the greater circle and carry the knowledge of all nations, within us, in one form or another? If we are eternal spirits, does this not mean all sacred eternal spirit of spiritual energy flow in circles? Does this mean there comes a time when we are allowed to be connected to universal consciousness? One’s physical vessel is not immortal, but rather corporeal, and then for only a certain amount of cycles, each journey to the mortal realm.

Red Sun:

All of these systems appear alive with activates, people in need, children hurt, raped, beat-up and killed and much more happening every second. Still what people fail to recognize is what they are creating across these systems: pain continues to grow, caused by growing violence, why, Sacred Angel? Why are you showing me so much pain, violence and darkness?

Before my question could be answered, a spiritual silence surrounds us, while the Sacred Angel listens, expecting instructions from normal sources, however, instructions arrived from the Highest of Most High the Sacred Father Eternal, Archangel Michael and Archangel Gabriel (who is in truth Gabriela).

Sacred Angel:

Know this . . . it’s we the Archangels and guardian Angels who have the final vote as to the salvation and/or eradication of humankind. If humankind chooses to grow rose bushes among the palm trees then we will give the
time, which we realize might take several decades. Only if! . . . All nations
most honestly elect to work together, to root out the weeds of hate, hostility
and terrorism, among all cultures and within all communities. If this be the
case an extension will be given, only if all nations and nationalities work
together. Together all will stand and divided all will fall, period.

The weeds of indifference have too long been allowed and given the power to grow. Generation upon generation, century compounded by century of hatred and misconceptions allowed the weeds of destruction to grow deep and strong. Many ideas fanned by false stories of wrongs to ancestors, so far in the past their bones have turned to dust, but blood lust continues to fan hatred. This is humankind’s last opportunity to save humanity from eradication.

SunHawk:

The flashes of visions you have received and others that might speak their warnings, we pray will not come to pass: if humanity refuses to accept personal responsibility for allowing the hatred to grow or fail as individuals and nations by not working together to develop ever-lasting harmony. Yes, some of your visions have come to past

[No matter where we were in the system, all transmitted and communicated with the same unique universal language. Pictorial, emotions, compassion, lights and colors, and spirit-heart energy, proved the basic form of transmission: In conclusion spirit-energy-language-transmissions and the
foundation of physics life energy and fill with universal miracles and the
foundation for our spiritual development.]

[Did I miss something when the Sacred Angle said most don’t remember? Maybe I did and failed to remember, but those sections of Spikes were of all colors and varying degrees of energy, yet others were mildly to extremely painful and powerful, depending on the degree of violence. The war that came about is a battle between light and dark.]

What’s the Connection?

Section: Christmas Star @all copyrights reserved

RedSun/SunHawk Life Adventures

Written by: Michelle RedSun EagleHawk

Date: April of 2002, Revised 2006, Second Revision 2010

With all the various events and related visions, or decades of knowledge and warnings, I am beginning to see a few of the reasons I returned, combined with sacred truths, area of wisdom, and things I was aware of, but not certain I should speak of before taking this journey. The combined journey of Red Sun in the physical realm and here too are important, to and for the Sacred Ones, time to what?

This became a journey of not only spiritual journeys,
guidance to understand sacred coded messages, for there was so much told in the day of the messengers birth so many people overlooked and neglected. Then it is important to understand the messengers to understand why many fear the Sacred Truth and Wisdom of the Indigenous Natives, but many decades of spiritual
awakenings, will that is something you will have to determine after you have relived my adventures, teachings and journeys and awareness.

We have many more gifts, connections, conversations, and studying to understand Indigenous Natives and our connection with the universe. That is why I have such a range of information, and anything that effects our nation, now called USA, the lives of all with connection to the lives of the people in our country, too.

Coded Spiritual Messages Lost.pdf This article in its entirety remember all (c) reseved by Michelle Red Sun EagleHawk

Universal Secrets Spiritual–Atmospheric — Radar Awareness and Alert Systems

Section Six:

Universal Secrets Spiritual

… Atmospheric …

Radar Awareness and Alert Systems

Sacred Angel:

First, let’s travel (in your terms) among our radar alert and readiness systems, which are designed on the model of universal atmosphere, stratosphere and beyond troposphere levels of universal exosphere. Ours is a spiritual atmospheric radar awareness system with sensitive alert readers. This deals with the psychic and spiritual, physics, physical and psychological form of environments and the conditions actions, energy and thought create, in simple terms. Know this, Red Sun, afterward we will see how much you absorbed.

The lower we go the more painful conditions you will be faced with, while the higher we travel the greater one gains sensory sensitivity awareness of sacred spiritual love and prayers. Throughout each atmospheric system you will experience numerous arrays of spiritual energy, engulfed in innumerable categories, sub categories, subsections, of universal events, spiritual energies, interactions and reactions. Experiences are also integrated across sublevels of energy, in addition to the various electrical fields of spiritual quantum physics, now that is something you have to experience, words cannot describe it. Each level receives . . . beautiful strong beacons, soaring its way onto the Sacred Father, when prayers and hearts are pure and unselfish.

The concepts of the way conditions are layered could be hard to grasp, without experiences and interactive activities and across countless jet streams. It is important to recognize within the infinite strata grids, we have numerous arrays of categories and subcategories, what we call our universal radar systems. Each grid also has their system of alert and readiness for requires protection awareness and recovery systems and a number of other systems.

Our array of systems are interactive universal, spiritual, telepathic, sensory communication systems; which reflect all emotions and conditions below, within, above and beyond-on all of earth and its variety of universal inhabitants. Yes, we do have a massive network of systems for thousands of different conditions. No the Sacred Father cannot take care of all the needs of this and other universes thus there is almost as many people working support system. There is a variety of teams, working to help the universe and people to evolve for they too are the support teams, in case of emergencies.

What’s more important, is experience on this journey along the atmospheric jet stream: listen with your heart of spirit it will assist you to recognize inner-spirits, degree of faiths, strengths and hearts of people. You will be able to listen, sense and know as we journey across the lands on our world adventure, you should learn with your heart and spirit, since there are no grids or maps with lines drawn on them.

Know this we hear millions upon millions of tearful prayers from those who feel hopeless despair. True this year’s prayers and pain has been louder and stronger than most years, but many not connected with the downing feel there is nothing left for them. Hear the hearts of others wondering . . . . You can tell us what you spirit senses experience. Yes, we can guarantee you will experience, what we experience.

Thoughts or words are not something one can express while skimming across, around and through countless levels relating to combined components of conditions new experiences and awareness of universe life force: similar and different, layers upon layers of awareness began to give life new dimensions. One can only experience, observe, absorb during the course of one’s conscious and subconscious, sacred spirit eternal is interactive within the different layers of the radar systems.

At first it was gentle then came the sensation of one big continual wild ride, an adrenaline junkie=s greatest high and worse nightmare, all rolled up into one. Holding on to Christmas Angel with both hands, when without warning journey changed to violent energy only to experience spirit-life support disappear, only to turn unexpected flight into what I can classify in my terms horror: the worse extreme free fall, ever. The moments before an airplane crashes, and causing one to have boundless doubts of survival, filling me with one major question why did I agreed to this experience for knowledge. Next thought is the only actual answer to my question: I am here and there is no turning back.

Red Sun:

What type of an adventure is this . . . Why so many highs, lows, rapid energy spikes, then smooth for a blink, with a violent turbulence, micro blasts, into tornadic storms, and areas one could classify a Category 5 hurricane, with the power to tear everything inside it apart. Without warning one is slammed into areas void of life, or major areas of loss or serious pain filled with rapid deep depressions? The roughest of rough flights were filled with challenges and changes in nanoseconds: smooth, calm, vacant, or sudden jumps tearing one apart inside. Explosive rapid hair raising drops, assorted with an occasional area of extreme highs. Hard to predict what might come next, no warning of what shift next, up spikes, down spikes, or painful spikes.

The only thing intelligent I decided, after the violents in the system, prepare for the varying stages of storms, since it is possible to tear apart, (if not prepared), ones spirit and universe: pitching eternal spirits into major whirlpools, and what about those rapid vacuum powered free fall. In all honesty, the rough and terrible flights, could tear any physical vessel of any material form apart in a few seconds, what can happen to spirits of these that caused the conditions . . . I acknowledge this adventures of . . . has created a new awareness filling this Spirit with a unique style of spiritual airsickness, which until now I never assumed possible?

SunHawk:

Woman, you’ll get over the spirit sickness soon.

Sacred Angel:

“What you’re experiencing are transmissions of energy patterns: individual to numerous spirits from all life forces. The differences are expression of spirit-thought/energy language transmitted by life energy and thought-forms of spirit energy: each one expresses conditions and in this section you received life lessons and experiences in relationship to mental-emotional languages people transmit of highs, lows, spikes, turbulence, storms and depressions. The inner-psychosomatic and emotional patterns of all life forms on earth influence and generate interactive jet streams of spirit energy. Yet, know we are able to sense individual within groups; each and every life transmits its personal energy code. Let’s travel, now, there is more for you experience.

Red Sun:

Sorry I asked . . . What a time to learn the universe by dealing with so many personalities, energies, influences, and how each can influence so much in so many different ways.

The next whatever amount of space/spiritual radar awareness alert system experiences proved more extreme, with countless wild rides, slipping in and out of untold universes folding across space/time, each fold demonstrated more incredible journeys. Sensations of weightlessness, pulling, pushing and knocking conditions, over the edge of cliffs into rapid waters and over the falls, it takes a lot of practice to keep focused while racing to those in need. Join four of the worlds, most violent and exciting rollercoasters, and go for concurrent rides, inside a tornado of adventures, swift, rapid, highs, lows, rapid drops, upside-down, turning back on conditions and facing one’s own persona, while under rapid fire. Splits in universe and see ones other self sometimes too, since we are resolving similar conditions.

Red Sun:

Whoa! Sacred Angel and SunHawk, who or whom have I angered?

The next series of unexpected flights continued to get wilder and faster. What a difference from what one assumes, the sacred universe is and what it is. Energies of universal physics filled with spiritual experiences are impossible to imagine if one never witnessed or experienced it. These rapid changes are similar to evaluating survival chances in a private space station, tumbling through outer space, trying to dodge space debris attacks, in asteroid fields which continually change universe’s fields of physics at increasingly unusual and alarming rates. Not even the best of a thousand psychics can predict upcoming events with more than thirty-percent accurate, in this environment.

Red sun:

Tell me whom or who have I angered? What a bad case of space sickness, it almost tore me apart. I have never experienced a migraine this extreme.

Soft chuckles coming from SunHawk and the Sacred Angel whom I sensed was far beyond being Santa Clause or Christmas Angel. However, it became obvious why the Golden Choir of Sacred Angels are not allowed in this section of the universe.

Sacred Angel:

You angered no one; know this Red Sun this adventure is not a punishment but an awakening: this portion of our journey is a combination of education experiences, enlightenment, explorations and comprehension, sacred universe contributions to you Red Sun our student for new life undertakings . . . teacher. We are here to help you learn to how to read visual, spirit-energy
and it connective languages across countless universal surveillance and readiness systems.

These systems are interactive systems sensitive to all energies, flow and emotions of life, spiritual sounds and sounds connected with music, and energies of lights and colors. Other connecting surveillance systems are sensitive to universal harmonics, along with psychic influences, spiritual and mental physics, personal mental and physical physics, combined with life activities, individual and group awareness and behavior, and interaction with
prayers and quantum physics.

Red Sun, each lesson enhancing your awareness can provide answers to your questions; however, before we answer your unanswered questions, it is important you are aware of our systems. IT is important to recognize two
important elements of interactive awareness in relationship to visual/invisible
spirit-energies and universal language transmissions, which in truth, each are
one in the same and not one in the same.

SunHawk:

This universal knowledge is one of our sacred gifts to you and your objectives.

Sacred Angel:

Comprehensive awareness depends on each unique element of how and whys individuals and groups interact and react. You will experience countless diverse zones; read vast range of influences among countless zones of
diverse awareness; know each influence contributes volumes to the systems
observers, for a better insight into needs, conditions and prayers. Each grid
also has its own unique system of alert and readiness recovery systems, based
and requirements for the various types of guidance and protection, awareness of life and age levels set up a number of conditions with each system.

During this portion of the journey, among varying levels of the Sacred Father’s radar awareness system we will make the equivalent of four-north/south and four-east/west trips around the world. This should provide you time to digest sensations and observe a wide range of energy patterns.

Now it is time to experience more of the many countless conditions around the world: spirit-energy-language-transmission of energy life forms and humanity, since not all things in your universe are physical or material. In addition your spirit-heart will absorb small portions of various energies, which will assist in your development of honest spiritual awareness. Combined with awareness of countless prayers, emergencies and all the other good conditions, confused, hopeless sensations and violence this system is designed to experience for the Sacred Father. We will travel through different levels and layers of awareness, so you might come to know where and how guardians and the Sacred Father watch over humanity. It will become easier to hear fathers mourn, mothers weep and children pray through their tears, during this journey you will hear and sense more pain in some area than others, a universe of life force energies. Yes, you will learn in ways you no longer remember, it is possible for
you to learn.

For all who enter here it takes training to recognize infinite numbers of interactive connective fibers, our sacred realm of universal alpha and omega radar systems, which continues to evolve with all the universes. In fact, would you be surprised to know you have only touched, in your terms, a few thousand beginnings during our journeys. This is one of many atmospheric jet
streams connected to all of creations life forces–receptacle of connected
psychic/spiritual/physics energy waves.

Each element has its own layer among our countless universal levels, in this way we are forewarned about Earth Mothers pain and actions. We can see the areas which need emergency help, areas void of energy for a vast number of reasons.

SunHawk:

Here is a very delicate, blend of spider web awareness blanket coverage receptors. Examples of how these receptors work: One is dedicated to all newborns, another for infants. These early receptors are each separated in six months increments up to age five years. The sectors are divided in ten months increments up through twenty-five years. These are the hardest years to watch after and care for, which as a parent you’ve, we’ve experienced. In conjunction, to the transceivers for the children, just above each one is another for the parents of . . . we work with children and parents to help them
work with their children. We also support all parents and grandparents who are willing to listen. So maybe now you have a little more insight into one
universal saying, “It does take a village to raise a child.”

Sacred Angel:

You’ve been experiencing/interaction with transmitted vibration of energy fields. These energy fields come from, all who reside upon, within and above Earth Mother. Not all inclusive of humanity, or mammals or animals only, but all types of life forms and elements. All interactive conscious/subconscious/telepathic transmissions are variations of psychic
energy/energies, which are a combination of individuals/groups, and/or
combination of all life forms. It takes numerous and various terms to explain
the vast array of radar awareness, alert, guardian, protection and recovery
system, since all transmissions are a complex combination of conscious/subconscious, psychological/physiological, emotional/physics, and
various combinations of psychic and spiritual energy patterns.

The combination of or lack of energy fluctuation are what can create and/or activate these individual highs, lows, spikes, turbulence, storms of varying degrees in addition these roller coaster rides and strange valleys. Most vacuum areas are areas caused by extreme depression, personal loss of one of more family members, pet or friends. On the other end of the spectrum one experiences and recognizes strong lack of caring, subjugation, cruelty, and/or repressive conditions are just a few of the causes. We also experience vacuums when one surrenders to darkness.

Prolong influence by darkness or evil can in varying degrees influence many in a negative manner; which mislead those who surrender or waver in faith. The tricksters move slowly, whisper in the ears in ways they have learned to twist those they want to mislead, watch for the emotions and thoughts others twist and change, until they follow the will of the tricksters and dark one, if/and when allowed to spread. The tricksters do use ones religion and faith by distortion of facts. IF one is not observant it tricks and distorts emotions, which is how it gains power, and influence over a few family members and/or entire families; which then begins to impact businesses.

Once the tricksters have given darkness a foothold, it rapidly gains more influence and more people. Those dealing with the businesses can be confused and soon twisted to follow the darkness, too. Wherever, darkness can deceive, it can grow and twist individual communities. Then several communities are affected, and for those with pure hearts, it becomes painful to realize, this can happen to them, too. Learn to understand and know the hearts, minds and spirit of people and communities that accept the darkness.

Observe the energy of the people, who begin to accept the poisons of darkness, once the waters of life are poisoned, soon it develops the power to grow and poison larger areas. Soon the people cares not the waters are poisoned, or if they destroy their lands and animals. They quickly turn against
those that can help heal and return the light. Know it only matters what the
darkness wants; which soon leads many more blindly into darkness, too.

All things within, on and above Earth Mother contain substance governed by the physics of psychic sensory energy patterns; it is important to understand various part of this radar awareness system. When life flows in a good way, the radar awareness system flows in harmony with a symphony of harmonic lights and sounds: except during points of imbalance the radar system activates and alerts us. Through these networks we have the ability to connect with and attune to all things, even the laughter of children and a single parent’s love.

Love helps heal our pain, too. These systems alert section watchers, who or what, where and when personages are faced with an emergency. How many sacred ones, besides conditions, where, and type of assistance required, along with how many teachers and protectors are needed; in addition to what type of actions are necessary, at the moment: guidance, protection, healer,
teacher, guardian, spiritual physics, and/or warriors. The watchers have to
determine . . . . What type of situations and circumstances necessitates are
intervention, are governed by the watchers guardians we react to the events or stay on alert. They are knowledgeable of vast array of conditions, the complete spectrum of colorations and harmonics, which are important to read, also. Some of these situations and circumstances you will soon experience all a range of combinations.

Within our systems we have a multitude of different guardians, guides, protectors, as well as, Angels with various backgrounds, knowledge, skills and knowingness. For newcomers, it’s hard to see just how we translate what we see in different movements. However, for us on this side, it provides insight to the requirements each separate event can create. One accident can produce any number of needs and situations, which we need to recognize, in a blink. We have to know exactly what we are heading into. Remember, the time when you were driving the long black stretch limo, with fifteen children in it?

Red Sun:

“Yes, only thing I can conclude other than an attack, he was using the area to test drive his super-hot race car. What was and could have been . . . car was so close I could have touched it and then it wasn’t . . . and we were . . . the event we survived because of prayers loud hard and strong when I felt danger coming. Yes, it was one of the many miracles in my life: but this one moved vehicles with one and all through time and space. Interesting how we were just on the other side of the intersection, yet, the driver and his weapon of death car was literally up a pole, tires wrapped around the pole and sitting
on its trunk, about a mile away when we returned from the blink of an eye event. Poor frightened car hoped the driver learned a lesson?”

Sacred Angel:

Your case was one of those times when you listened to your guardian and your prayers had us on the alert, which is why you had no accident and have all the required energies and Angels were in place. Yes, we did transport you through space time, something on the order you are traveling now and the way Saints and Santa travels, folding space and jumping through time. However, there are those whose refuse to listen or take precautions. That accident could have been different if you had refused to listen and not prayed for strong protection.

It would have been a loss of many life flames, both directly and indirectly, as the injuries to the physical forms would have been the type where the children and your and physical forms couldn’t complete objectives, and sustain spirit-forms. The physical injuries would have been to the point not one could fulfill ones directives which is automatically gives spirit directive to cross. Our job is to make sure it is the right decision: If circumstances fit the criteria prior to time, the job requires the guardian to do everything possible to make the journey comfortable during the crossing, or if possible jump back in space time to move a person or persons to a safer position, if their directives are of prime importance.

Know this, all life forms, at some point along their journey: want to give up when their time isn’t calling. It becomes our job to provide support and encouragement, when they are at such a low. Other times to do this we do have to provide in-depth healing, which you too have experienced and witnessed at hour eleven and fifty-two plus minutes. But the bottom line requires we wait for directive.

Red Sun:

Yes, I know I have been there and have come across many times and have someone sent to pull me back from the edge or keep me from going over the edge.

Sacred Angel:

Wish we were, but we’re not one-hundred percent perfect, which means there are times we can’t pinpoint the exact area or time of a violent eruption, we just know it is going to happen but not when, until the day or hour of . . . in certain circumstances. Yet, we’ve been blindsided, too, considering Evil’s darkest of conditions and plots can be hidden from our radar awareness alert system. However, we do have another system; which is always on the alert trying to watch for Evil’s deceptions, and designs to attack.

When areas are lacking energy and/or blank in our system we investigate when we’re suspicious and suspect problems are in the works. Lack of . . . for short periods raise alert bells, but . . . . Don’t look so shocked to know we are not perfect and we experience events without advanced radar detection, this means we have to be always attentive, here too, sometimes it is only moments or if we are lucky an hour or two advanced notice before we can
pinpoint events underway. No matter how hard we try, we can’t protect our Sacred Father’s children or keep them out of harm’s way, as we would like to, because of freewill lessons, which is another reason prayers are important.

Family violence, which was one of the events you experienced growing-up, is one of the hardest to detect and/or head off. People become unresponsive to the conditions and shutdown, spirit becomes void of one’s spiritual flame when they have given into or acceptance of violence. They too, grow numb, void of emotions, life force energy, spiritual physics, and so they fall off the radar, and because of freewill we cannot act without a prayer. We send intervention teams, when we can, and when one prayer is spoken. All too often spirit of abused children and family members vanquish into a world of self-doubt. Spirits are there, but spirits neither react to nor answer to, any outside stimuli. Somewhere in the middle of family abuse, one soon believes family and self are unworthy of respect or love. They accept all abuse put upon them, they are tricked by the whispers of deceit and darkness.

Know too, these are the ones who feel shame and quickly hide their spirit from the Sacred Father, et al, including friends, guardians and self: under a blanket they hid spirit’s sacred inner-light of love, and hope, and then they deny their spirit-heart and life force energies. Family abuse cases are in a different section, once we can identify the conditions. In a lot of cases we must accept relocations of souls off these radar awareness systems, when they surrender their souls to hopelessness and darkness drags them into despair. Sacred Father’s Law states: We must wait for them to choose to reconnect, through some form of sincere prayer or conversation. Then we can work with them again.

Now that you have noticed energy patterns, it is time for you to become one with the network to experience the changeable array of emotional patterns, let’s take another journey for a ways. SunHawk, will you embrace and blanket Red Sun with me.

SunHawk:

Yes, Sacred Angel of Enlightenment, Light and Spiritual Life, the truth of the Christmas Angel . . . Red Sun. Woman, now that you have noticed and gained a little insight into energy patterns the next step is for you to gain some insight into varying degrees of emotional patterns and its overall effects. Red Sun, this journey requires our coming together, it can assist in attuning you to experiences, so you can feel, listen and see as we do. The three of us will need to join for a time. Pay attention there will be a quiz later.

Red Sun:

Quiz . . . Later? I thought you came to answer my questions? Not be answering yours

SunHawk:

Okay, the truth is we ask, you answer if you haven’t gained the wisdom: we travel a little more than ask again and you answer, if you still lack insight, then we’ll answer, or fill in with more experiences if there is something you weren’t able to comprehend or missed and answer.

Red Sun:

Whose idea was this yours?

Sacred Angel:

We’ll take another journey along the jet stream for a time in silence experiencing life with senses beyond sensory perceptions: Insight awakens heart, mind, visual sensory abilities in addition to seeing on occasions: brilliant white lights or the purest of individual rainbow style color combined with soft harmonic sound energy, radiating spectrums of countless patterns. Then there are a variety of distortions mixed with dark areas or clouded energy to the spectrum of colors, individualized sounds and/or combined variations of deceptive energies creating strange confused colorations of harmonics/vibrations. All colorations and harmonics appear more extreme when either disrupted by or challenged by cloudy conditions within indiscernible ranges of pure energy/color spectrum conditions. The contrasts appear more visible within the radar awareness and alert systems. Don’t get too close to those slimy black-green in appearance energy patterns because they are almost pure black-evil serpents.

Then there are thoughts and feelings expressed which fail to created or change waves in the thought-form patterns. There are prayers which we do not acted upon when perceived selfish and/or destructive. Or the prayers with a bounce, designed to teach the selfish prayer of an unworthy prayer caster a few hard lessons.

Most selfish, greedy prays and/or cruel, injurious prayers are not acted upon. Then certain prayers should not be answered, if one wants happiness in one’s life: Self-righteous prayers, prayers offered in love and compassion, we honor. However, stealing or injurious prayers appear as black-green slim these are turned over to the hard lesson givers, depending on the degree of harm ones prays, could cause. Some day you will learn what happens to those who control and use death prayers.

One touch by the Sacred Angel and flight stabilizes, the spinning stops and conscious spiritual awareness takes hold. Sacred Angel communication forms change to a form of very rapid expression, filled with rapid real time photographic and holographic energies, changing all forms of verbal/telepathic to photographic/telepathic/reflections filled with holographic energies and expressions of spiritual truths and energies.

SunHawk before Red Sun, wants to stay or has to stay, we need to separate.”

It seems like they took me on another several hours adventure in and throughout one more unique journey to teach spiritual awareness and increase knowledge. It is a good things this adventure I was able to ride between the two of these guardian teachers. Each ride got more and more active and a great many challenges and experiences, to become aware of and understand.

Red Sun:

Catch me I’m falling . . . parasailing across the sky in rough weather, one separates into three separate beings, in mid-flight and what is easy?

Sacred Angel:

Here we go, Red Sun! Release your illogical fear, know this you allowed to overcome your rationalization for a moment. Now, can you describe what you were observing and/or perceiving?

Red Sun:

A connection which opens each individual eternal beings to universal awareness and knowledge, in a way one can see sacred realities and
recognize sacred truths, which blesses all . . . . What a wonderful introduction
to connective knowingness.

The touch and joining helped to instill a strong renewed realization of sacred oneness and promotes a vast new awakening. Why I cannot explain, but this has inspired a real heightened oneness and awareness within, mind, heart, and spirit. This has begun to open a total renewal of conscious and
subconscious communications, sacred spiritual/universal enlightenment; which has given me the gift to obtain knowledge. You have taught me embrace the true spirit of universal quantum physics and awareness of spiritual physics layers of energy, even though for decades I have experienced its gifts I always called miracles.

Sacred Angel:

Spirit-heart of all life energies and entities across the universe, spirit prays with an array of energies, lights, colors, and visual expressions, and with the same universal language. Sacred voices within spirit-heart and/or spirit form calls out essentially for the similar reasons/conditions only picture, thought-forms and visuals are a little differently depending on background. Then you can feel the energy carrying one to the areas of prayers and blessings, even colors and sounds speaks for what people need and seek. The flow breaks down to various needs of support, help and guidance. Highs: lovers in love, marriage, mother’s love and family love, life renewing itself by the birth of a child, spirit speaking and giving of energy, we perceive within a full range of harmonious sounds combined with a full spectrum of sacred universal colors. The various arrays of colors, sounds and energies, help us to know who with what background to send in order to help and guide those in need.

Red Sun:

Spikes they hurt, similar to sudden to lack of faith in prayers of lack of respect for life. It feels similar to a shape spear, pushing down or driving one up in the air with a painful pitch fork of extreme emotions and energy.

SunHawk:

Spikes are either strong anger, or connected to fear caused by sudden activities of danger/dangerous environments of violence, including auto accidents. Mild rollercoaster ride: people in varying stages of turmoil, what I heard some seemed to be unsure of self, others fearful of what tomorrow or the next hour might bring. The breathless highs from excitement, a realization of spiritual love, hearts filled with compassion and concern for others outside of self, lack of fear by accepting and living life with a knowingness, in a good way daily, unconditional spiritual love. The mild lows are time of uncertainly and heartaches of parents.

Sacred Angel:

“However, the major lows are areas of massive death and devastation. We normally know beforehand because of the flow of energy jet streams, this is when Angels from all over rush to either prevent the problem or help those in need. Nonetheless, there are some warnings that only give warnings a few seconds before in your time, most of the time unplanned incidents. These
are what you would call rapid high low spike times, when for one reason or
another a good many life forces give-up. In an instant life binding flames of
spirit and body are extinguished or unexpectedly separated. The moment when the inner spirit becomes suppressed by overwhelming fear, then convinced its time has arrived to separate from itself or burn out (nothing left in life to live for syndrome) violence and fear can cause certain personages to go numb. During major disasters we try to make sure those whose time has arrived or whom we can’t save from crossing separate quickly. Nor do we make judgments as to who should or shouldn’t be saved, unless we are directed otherwise. Yes, some do cross because of unexpected events.

SunHawk:

Truth, of life style conditions, most individual spirits are driven by desire, hope, faith, love, compassion, will and/or determination. When one gives up, they are in affect willing death to take them and/or directing the flame of life to stop: At this point most spirits confusion and fear automatically shut us out, too. When he/she shut us out, in a sense he/she is dead within and lost, since they can no long see, hear, or feel his/her sacred oneness with the Sacred Light of Life, The Sacred Oneness with The Sacred Father and Mother of Eternal Light of life Enlightenment. One losses contact and connection with his/her guardians, as well.

Sacred Angel:

Flowing uplifting gentle highs, one can associate with lovers in love, mother’s love, family love, life renewing itself and/or birth of a child, true honest sacred love, are a few of the sacred enlightenment of gentle highs. They are highs that remain on a level of sacred enlightenment and can carry one higher. Gentle hearts filled with unconditional love are neither selfish nor judgmental when they pray for others. A blessed gift, given in combination with many unselfish hearts or individual hearts filled with unselfish prayers is the greatest gift a giver can give combination with unconditional love. Love combined with one’s deep personal knowingness, has a wonderful spiritual power and influence, when enough sincere unselfish prayers join together—sacred life of spirit will awaken and help with development and improvements of life.

Although, it sounds as if we are carrying on full word conversation, past experiences taught me conversations were on a higher spiritual communications of transceivers. Our entire spirits are energy fields, telepathic transmissions, and telepathic transceivers. Telepathic communications on numerous levels: transceivers and senders of pictures/lights, colors/energy
patterns, psychic physics which influence psychological, corporeal, and earthly
emotions of highs and lows.

Red Sun:

Then correct me if I am wrong, this mean for us there is really only one language from each sacred energy and voice of our spirit-heart, we all speak the language of the heart and spirit: which is the reason. . . why no matter where we cruised it was easy to understand the truth within heart and spirit. Over certain areas, humankind exhibited great degree of unsure emotions,
reflecting uncertainty of what the next five minutes, might bring, let alone the
next hour or next day.

SunHawk:

Red Sun why do you seem to overreact, each time certain bright lights shot higher, than our radar system, into the sacred universe.

Red Sun:

What about those bright laser style beacons of lights . . . that shot higher and brighter than any shooting star, with the power of a super laser. Where are they heading to and why are they shooting high above us?

Sacred Angel:

Yes, only the language of the spirit is the one true language. The bright beacons of lights are unselfish pure prayers: from those you call gentle hearts these prayers travel to the High Council of Elders. Once they reach the council of elders, they review them and decided what needs to be done to honor the prayers at their council meetings, and then pass their information and opinions onto the Sacred Father, for his conclusion. Different colors, denotes the different psychological and spiritual state of those praying plus provides a series of clues to what is needed. Sometimes when one prays for another their prayers are in some ways selfish, poorly put together, which in most cases are extremely destructive.

Truth is, if we were to answer these prayers as transmitted there could cause and pull disaster down not only their heads, but the heads of relations, families extended families, and the ones they are praying for. These clouded prayers, contains a mixture of dark impure colorations within our radar systems. The ones you see of pure colors or spectrum of colors are great prayers, which have nothing to do with ones-selfish ideas or personal gain. In a lot of cases, these prayers have the power of love and healing within them, to help those they are praying for and seeking sacred blessings.

It’s important to understand how the energy and thought-forms flow, because we spend a lot of time blocking selfish prayers and destructive thought forms, too. Thoughts, which have the capacity to inflict serious destructive forces upon all of humanity, if not they might not enjoy who decides to answer their prayers. Yes, negative thoughts and destructive language can cause great pain upon us, and throughout many realms, if we are standing to close such language, it could take us down. Because of the pain and harm it can inflict, this has become another reason the Sacred Father and others are in the higher realms, there are numerous layers of filters for the greater benefit and
protection for all. Know too the Holiest of the Most Holy ones do have serious
tempers, all though there are others reasons for them to be removed from the
moment by moment activities.

Other information detailed precautions regarding various ways prayers are outlined and reinforced, which I will give in greater details later and with caution. Things that can only be revealed to a chosen few, for the different ways and manners they should pray due to humankind=s lack of comprehension combined with greed, notwithstanding
evil could use it against humanity.

Sacred Angel:

Red Sun can you look back on some are of this journey and tell me what you can and how you interpreted the event.

Red Sun:

The first system: I interpreted as critical to violent stormy turbulence seen to relate to large areas: villages and/or communities going through heavy periods of earthquakes of war, violence, massive corruption, repression, conquest, cruelty, hostilities or fears of death: all of which have long reaching arms, which cast long shadows. This, which I am referring to, doesn’t appear as conditions created by Earth Our Sacred Mother, but rather by people.

The second system: Major turbulence rapid plus/minus energy fluctuations and transmissions: villages and/or communities going through major periods of violence, drugs gangs, street violence all of which cause injuries and death. One could also sense areas escape which is filled with emptiness, alcoholism, sorrow and/or repression on large scales. Truth, some of these areas were easy are easy SunHawk and I to comprehend, considering such areas related to knowledge of these oppressive conditions due to family environments, awareness and experiences, working to help those in need.

The third system: Plus/minus recognition erratic energy fluctuations and transmissions: pain, depression caused by any number of things from loss, hunger, fear, self-doubt, hate, anger, illness, and cruelty, which leads to artificial reasons for despair, deprecation and abandonment of self and life. All of us have been there as one time or another, but not all who have experiences the pain continues to live there. These conditions suggest problems originate from evil or dark dominating forces including misuse of power.

The way I have been trained, those who are leaders must put the wellbeing of his/her people first, not ones desires, first, which is the problem that brings suffering of his/her peoples. The worse form of darkness is one that create combatants killing each other for reasons that are centuries old. Interesting how certain areas feel . . . the quickest way to explain is the area of the Green and Red Serpents of Evil have taken over?

[Link to visitation vision information regarding Satan’s
Green and Red Serpent Dragons of Evil]

Why so many with thoughts of lust and greed. I have always been taught one in the position of authority has duty and responsibility to the people? The truth of reality, it is not a position of power or prestige, but so many see these positions begin to take one the appearance of the leaders goldmines for power, their openings to personal wealth, and prestige.

Sacred Angel:

Fear of death and loss is one thing and there are others are in the position of knowledge ones survival, means they will have to kill to survive. I hear many praying they can make it through another day without taking the life of another. The turbulence of storms is areas of great violence, which can lead to injuries, death and/or devastation from family violence to gangs’ violence and/or wars. The major lows appear to be areas of massive death? Vacuum
areas: void of gravity, of life energy, void of air to keep one afloat these are
areas where multiply lives are slipping away. Areas of small drops and dips are
areas where one person or several people have either given up or are giving up?

Red Sun you already know Archangel Michael summonsed his son, SunHawk home. For some time now and Michael and Gabriel have been summonsing their sacred warriors from all tribes around the world home to do battle with this war between Heaven’s children and the Devil’s disciples and worshippers . . . . Yes, we were in the spiritual warrior sections, which deal with a wide range of violence and deceptions.

Red Sun:

Chilling realization rushed over me, as I saw Angles rushing about, what a picture of spirits moving at more than five times hyper-speed, faster than one blink of an eye, what activity there must have been the day the planes delivered death; a time when too many things were happening on top of one another. 9/11 must have been hard for the spirits, guardians, protectors and Angels to get through and find everyone that needed their help: thousands merging into a few small areas at one time. All struggling to save lives either through supporting and guiding those they could to safety. As they guided those across they couldn’t get out of harm’s way. Excuse me I want to cry in a way I haven’t cried since I was here . . . last?”

Sacred Angel, until this moment I never realized, ones spirit could weep full out, but for some reason mine can’t stop. Yet, beyond question I realize ones spirit is eternal. Ones physical is not immortal, only here for a short time. This spirit even realizes this was and is a very important wake-up call. Still the pain comes. The Sacred Father and all his staff, have a lot to deal with. Considering, some are so filled with hate caused by lies they no longer, can see or accept any form of truth.

Sacred Angel:

Wrong Red Sun, humanity has a lot to deal with. We from our position, can only guide, advice and supply some coded direction. Freewill and freedom of choice, means it up to humanity to make the decisions to benefit all life forces or humanity will suffer the consequences, once the data is supplied. Then sometimes it is hard to tell when one begins one journey what direction one will take. We will tell you this; it takes love and hard work of many to awaken—one closed heart—to wisdom of the Our Sacred Father’s will and
truth.

Embedded programming passed down through time, is not always the truth either. Nor are the lies many claim to be the words and decrees of Our Sacred Father, so. Just because for several generations: words claimed to be truths don’t make them truths. Remember, many will believe lies and half-truths faster than truths. Others translate the word of the Sacred Father to suit their purpose, even if they have to rewrite the words of the text to give them power to fulfill their dark purpose or plans, in the name of the what every deity.

Humanity must be aware and question things that ring not true, even when the words come from the mouth of those who claim they speak the truth of the Sacred Father. Sociopath is a word you’ve used regarding certain personalities, of which you have a good understanding. But one must realize
others who are silver-tongued deceivers are the ones who walk the path of
demonic darkness, death and deception.

Red Sun:

Thanks, this of which you speak, proved to me a group of hard lessons to learn over the last couple of decades, what you are referring to was a great teacher but a hazardous journey I travelled, to learn the lessons and gain knowledge of these personalities since they seem to be showing up more and more. Yes, I realize these were very important group of lessons, in reference to their accompanying families, came from the Sacred Father instruction for this Red Sun to learn. Lessons which were not easy and they went down painful roots, of life to gain wisdom, if what I perceived is correct?

SunHawk:

Correct! Much truth is in your words, but . . . Knowing your in-depth training, your guardians guided you through and the knowledge you managed to learn about these people who use half-truths to gain power and mislead many. Deceit spawned by those who choose to see life in colors of death and deceit, personages without a conscience among other things. Many weeds of hatred and tyranny are and have been planted deep within said personages we are
referencing. By way of ill tongues and personages, others are lead blindly into
a state of violence and terrorism, which includes repression and/or destruction
of the masses. All of which leads to unnecessary devaluation and sacrifice of
countless lives. A cycle of violent bloodletting: which has be imposed by
demonic slaves on/against humanity down through the ages. . . . What else did you experience mother, allow your true eternal spiritual essence to awaken?

Red Sun:

Okay so I have been holding back. The confusion of lose, death and the what ifs, from the countless combatants on all sides of each battle fields, all are distressed since they are at the whims of their leaders and/or demonic destroyers. Back to the turbulence and conditions within these storms: indicate events, which if not stabilized, will lead to injuries, death and/or mass devastation. Recognizing, this all inclusive system means all nations, tribes and life forms are within watchful eyes of protection and guidance. There is no discrimination between the sacred children of the world, for here we are one nation of children. We are all part of the Sacred Circle of Light and Life Eternal.

From here we are again of one sacred universe, all are children of one spirit the Sacred Father and Mother, and from within this system we can watch over all. For one who harms the lesser of the creatures are also judged accordingly, this includes animal abusers, those who abuse and disrespect the land and all the children upon it.

So many, turbulence reflects massive, worldwide environments from discriminating to illusive lifestyles and unstable conditions. Turbulence only, minus spikes, one of a thousand forms leading to an inception of engagement. Within some of the stormier areas we experienced areas of sudden drops, this suggests the time of crossing for one or more life forms/energies, within the midst of violence activities and people losing faith. The size and ripples within the mass, is another indication of the numbers required from this side.

Now this spirit called Red Sun understands a whole dictionary of terms, actions, events and knowledge in this realm, is neither understood, translated, known, nor can be explained in any language of any cultures in the physical universe. If my assignment was here, it would take me awhile getting use to these various radar awareness and alert systems, again.

However, I did notice one encouraging concept that should be in the physical realm: devoid of race, culture, religion, nationality, color, and gender based. Yet, here the angels, guardians and support teams are off to the areas, to care for those in need, and the only questions asked, age, conditions, their assignment, and section of what territory are the only questions, which is more of directional codes than anything else. One can see the spirit of light and color from many of these who call out, in their moment of need.

From the many journeys I have been summonsed across and the awakening on my Eighteenth birthday, when a huge four-day ceremony drums began. First, I could hear the ceremonial Pow-Wow and the traditional singers singing, Second, a good portion of my home was in both realms here with the Sacred Father and Mother, a number of other elders summonsing me to them, since
the time for my spiritual awakening had come. Third, It was time for the truth
to be revealed I was one of those that stood beside the Sacred Father and
Mother, and it was important for me to realize I was also Indigenous Native for
had returned to help awaken and teach the people in the traditional ways. Bring the past to the present and teach the people the sacred truths and how to life in a sacred ways.

The reported sermon on the mountain of the bread and fish feeding the masses, I have also experienced. What enlightened my heart during our journey happened during our journey in Korea, a woman very poor, trying to
feed a family of five on one small bowl of cooked rice. The strength and faith
of a mother’s love and prays to feed her family proved pure and strong, thus you answered her pray, to help to feed her family. It was nice the food in the bowl multiplied. Thanks to you Sacred Angel, I saw what you did for them. Just part of our job:

Sacred Angel:

Now spikes, what are some of the things you equate with them? We will speak of the rest later.

Red Sun:

Spikes in areas of gang violence and tribal warfare: relate to reactionary fear, quick prayer power. Reactionary fear caused by a sudden onset of perceived dangers through some form of intense events or surprises. Events that equate to the possibility of injury or claiming of life (lives), people in varying stages of turmoil or jeopardy. Within the various turbulences rapid sharp shock spikes transmit signals of general expectation of life in imperil. Energy patterns appear to be slightly different than sharp reactionary spikes of surprise.

Question for whoever wants to answer, what about the areas of dips and drops, lack of energy or air to keep one afloat, where do they fit in?

Harmonious voices speak:

The areas in which you’re referring to, feels vacated by energy currents to keep life afloat, is an area where one or more eternal spirits are transcending. Then it is time to open individual records and determine what actions need to be taken from force their return, miracle healing, force survival or permit crossing. Yet, these conditions you are already know of and some of the environments. Areas of mild drops: where one or more are contemplating to let go of their desire to live.

Yes it might be hard to tell the difference, without training. Some give the appearance of reactionary fear in turbulence followed by low areas, roller coaster dips and drops, indicate where and the type of event wherein lay personal concerns of pain, injury or sadness is expressed. Some people will spike and dip then level out, but it doesn’t mean the conditions are not serious.

Normal storm conditions, (a house on fire) are a mixture of many emotions compounded by situations? Level of storms conditions are interpreted by the varying elements and type of life forces involved, length and colorations? From family groups to relations and friends, as well as, animals, mineral or maybe self-wonders . . . Example: A mother wonders from sunup to sundown what the next hour will bring or if there will be another sunrise, her fears and continuous worrying makes it hard to know when to activate important
assistances.

Tornado and hurricane elements equate, worsening negative conditions, a time when every fiber of all involved is challenged. The courage one has to draw on in the middle of a tornado or hurricane. These are the same conditions before, during, and following strong gunfire, when emotions run wild. All out confusion in the radar awareness alert system, dealing with challenges and changes of environment via violence by the seconds. Strange mixture of patterns, are easier to relate and comprehend when one relates to then as weather conditions: which suggest turmoil, violence and terrorism in so many areas, its mind boggling?

Nevertheless, when ones figuratively remove earth bonds: One view conditions from within this radar awareness and alert systems it’s easier to grasp the needs and universal situations, worldwide. Yet, when one isn’t aware of these alert systems, it’s hard to realize the wide range of situations and needs.

SunHawk:

Red Sun it’s time we to remove your narrow vision blinders you have been wearing on this journey, to give you the ability to expand your visual perceptions abilities across these vast systems surrounding your world. Tell us what you see?

We traveled through various radar systems to enhance, enrich and awaken awareness, increase knowledge and comprehension, too. Mass energies of life, light, color and sound, and the unique range of emotions and much, to experience: even though humans seem to think they live life dealing with five senses, this is not truth, physical and eternal spirit is much more complicated with at least twenty to twenty-five and with so much so hard to put into words.

Red Sun:

Wow! Now, it was easy to see the countless spirit
bodies of eternal light energy, rushing here, there and everywhere to attend to
the needs of life forces and humanity. Now it’s time for you to hear, sense,
interact with the systems in the same conditions we did when we were a novice. Listen to the energy of thought forms how many transmit them then listen with your spirit-heart how we receive these transmission from all forms of life and the psychic energy transmissions by all.

Review of Disasters Spiritual and Universal Influences

Section Five:

Review of Disasters Spiritual

&

Universal
Influences

Sacred Angel waves his hand the windows close and we journey on into another area where the (Highest of the Highest of Light of Life Eternal) Golden Choir of Sacred Angels’ are not allowed to enter for it would hurt the spirit of the Sacred Universe. The darkness and pain, is too much for them to be touched by, since they are the purist of beginnings. Yet, others within the Sacred Father Universe, the Archangels Realms’ of guardians, guides, teachers, protectors warrior guardians and warrior angels. Then there are the spiritual warrior angels. They have certain abilities that can help others and they are the ones who work on many levels in various areas . . . .

SunHawk:

You need to understand a little more before the next phase of your universal experiences. “Yet, out of the great loses, are people forced to awaken, but out of the small ones, too. Maybe now halfway around the world another nation will find resurrection from subjugation, too. Then, maybe, (nothing is for sure,) after that in a short amount of time, all nations will realize they must come together and work together. IF NOT, they will condemn countless nations including their own, lack of love, caring and insight will affect all humanity within this and several more decade: casting the world into darkness in addition the violence will lay to waste lands given to humanity in love by the Sacred Father. What will be instead of life is mass destruction.

Even now there are those who proclaim themselves his
disciple or prophets who themselves have been misled, for many serve the Devil of their own freewill, but others are deceived into following the Evil’s children. Know a person’s heart and spirit, and you will know the many who see life and the world in colors of selfish greed, darkness, hatred and death, while others see life in colors of love and compassion.

Fear those who proclaim themselves the one true leader of the people or say all others are wrong. Watch out for those who say, ‘It’s not our problem.’ OR ‘We don’t need to get involved.’ These are the ones who see
life in colors of laziness and who will suffer death onto others for they walk in a sprit filled with selfish pride, fear and hate. They are the ones who give control over to the few who take pleasure in the many ways they can mislead and destroy all of humankind.

Remember, many wars and battles are fought without guns or violence, but with love, compassion and understanding, and in other cases standing strong together shoulder to shoulder against darkness, repression and evil. Truth and light will emerge when the majority stop being afraid and decide to work together to bring about balance and harmony. Only then can rosebushes of love, grow among the palm trees of peace. Learn the symbolism?”

Sacred Angel:

SunHawk if you done being . . . it’s time we leave the heart of . . . and see the indirect connections to the twin towers. We need to go onwards and upwards, we have many journeys for Red Sun to experience: which
we hope will supply explanations to the why and what’s important for . . . Hopefully Red Sun you’ll gain the understanding we’ve been sent to guide you though.

Red Sun:

What can be done about all of those cries broadcasting
such pain from entire families and children who lost family members in the World Trade Center?” Even in the sounds of machines pounding, dogs hunting, people shouting, and all the other equipment digging, removing, cutting and searching, it was not hard to sense, experience and feel the pain of too many. Is  there anything you can do to help them right this minute?

Sacred Angel:

NO! There are many and that is not my assignment. You hear the spirits of the children crying out in pain, yes. Know what you hear are the cries of the children from around the world. The visions you have witnessed
provides you with insight into a few of the causes. Now one can say this is a time of evil unleashed, a time when great darkness of death, pain and destruction has been given the power to be. Life now is the seasons of bad winters leading to the ruination because evil was unleashed and accepted by those who see life in colors of ruination, hate, anger and darkness. Know the hearts, spirits, and attitudes of people will decide the balance.

However, akin to the ruination of winter coming the sun will bring, new awakenings, new life, life renewed, as well as, the gift of renewed awareness. If all of humanity is willing to carry humankind into spring: when all of humanity comes together with the determination to find similarities and overcome differences, the sun will over power the darkness.

Red Sun:

Sounds to me what you’re describing humanity should do is work at life in the way a husband and wife need to work at life: it takes work to make a good relationship, strong marriage, wise friendship and spiritual bond.

SunHawk:

In truth, current conditions should be perceived by all as the sword of many edges, one can’t say the Sacred Father allowed the tears of destruction because he sent warnings: it is up to humanity to stop the devastation. Yet, evil has blinded many; the Sacred Father cried out: [People hear my words wake-up. People for too long have you allowed evil to grow, freewill and freedom of choice are not in the hands of your guardians. Blame rest on the shoulders of all. This is what happens, when people turn their back and declare the problems of others are not their problems. People lie to themselves and the world when they blind their eyes and say the illnesses of others are none of their concern.]

Know this the loss of life will prove not to be in vain. From among the children whose voices cry out in pain now, will come several, who will come together to bring flavors of harmony to mankind. They too wonder where
the Spirit of Christmas is, what they too don’t understand the spirit shines first from within . . . . The Sacred Father has not abandoned anyone.

Remember, He Who Is the Light, is the bearer of love, life, lessons and light. He can also be the giver of life anew. Secret: The ruination of humankind walks in the disgust of Religious/Righteous Indignation; watch the lies and be on guard. Deception is tricky until humankind comes together with resolve . . . to overcome their differences rid all conditions that leads to . . . terrorism and repression. Then and only then can it be said, lives lost and blood spilled was not in vain.

If humanity chooses to work together; from among the children, whose voices cry out in pain, will one day come those, who will demonstrate the knowledge to awaken a blueprint for great balance with harmony
to mankind. Knowledge alone is not enough. Civilization must choose to implement the sacred blueprint by working together. This blueprint will not come through the leaders of the world, but from the hearts of the mothers and children of the world.”

Red Sun:

Strange how some of these things you speak of now Medicine Elders, Spiritual Leaders, Chiefs and many World Leaders have received the same visions if not taken on journeys to witness and see the same thing many years passed.

SunHawk:

Woman (my other half) the Sacred Angel motions for us to continue our journey we had traveled but a ways. “Listen! All around the world, people of all faiths wonder where, the Sacred Spirit of their beliefs has gone. What they don’t understand is the spirit is within each of us, human and angels alike, all the time. Most people don’t awaken this sacred spirit except on certain occasions, which you are guilty of too Red Sun. Yet it is always within each and every one nor has the Sacred Father abandoned anyone, but many abandon the spirit within that allows him to come to them.”

Sacred Angel:

Listen and you can hear, fathers mourn, mothers weep and children pray through their tears. “Red Sun, what’s really important on this journey: is to become aware of the inner-spirits, faith, strength and hearts of people as we journey.”

What you hear is only a small portion of what is heard all across the land and around the world each second. We hear millions upon millions of tearful prayers from those who experience, hopeless despair. Truth is painful for hearts: but cries have grown stronger for the first time in a number of years, an abnormal number sense there is nothing . . . but death left for them. Tears are flowing stronger and longer with the increase in cries of despair grow louder!

SunHawk:

We hear hearts wondering where they may find the real spirit of living life let alone [Spirituality of Christmas]. Excluding the hearts of many who have given up, because they say the darkness has gotten too strong, for them to deal with. Now let the prayers provide strength of awareness during this season people should be gathering in numbers to pray for the spiritual wisdom to awaken the light of life, but instead they hide their faces and hearts.

Talking about Yellowstone Autocatalysis Influences Part 1

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

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?

Wet nose:

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.

Wet nose:

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.

Wet nose:

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.

Red Sun:

Grandmother M calls, through telepathic communication, I want her to meet you.

Wet Nose:

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.”

“Great Spirit!”

“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.”

“Like what?”

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

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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
other. Yes.

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
child.

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
hidden eats.

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
understand?”

“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.

Father: See!

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
of innocents.

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?”

“Here!”

“Thanks”

“Do you think you can go tell the man . . . Sorry, you didn’t mean what you said last night.”

“NO!”

“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.

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Red Sun/SunHawk Life Adventures

By
Michelle EagleHawk

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Secrets of Sha-Dra (via Redsun4sunhawk2lifedance’s Blog)

If you have every had questions about how sacred children are seen by the Sacred Ones then you might want to read this it gives you some very interesting information you most likely never realized or knew before. For those of you who read this here and think that is all it is not… here are only excerpts from the entire messages within Sha-Dra’s Secrets. It speaks of reincarnations, memories, and guardians, in fact they have very strong connection with the spiritual realm and more connected to the universe than most people think or fare to believe. This also gives insight in the secrets of the sacred children, and a few of the reasons to spiritual secrets of why they’re so very important to us.

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 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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Secrets of Sha-Dra

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.

[There are several hidden messages in this article I wonder if anyone will see them or find them?]

MANY PEOPLE ARE CONFUSED IN PARAGRAPH 2 SO I HAVE ADDED THIS TO HELP CLARIFY WHAT I MEANT.

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.)

Leap-of-Faith

Leap-of-Faith

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