Hi everyone,
I have had two of the most amazing days, and I am so thankful I did not BLOG about it until I had all of the story! Here goes;
Yesterday Michael and I had errands to run in Kanab and Fredonia. It took us a good part of the day, as we synchronistically ran into a woman we have been waiting to meet that will be connecting us with about 400 people at Best Friends; a no kill animal sanctuary located in a very sacred canyon outside of Kanab. She feels that there are people there just waiting to connect with Food for Ascension, so when the time is right, we will let her know.
Now on the drive back home to White Sage Landing, I looked up and saw a BEAUTIFUL perfectly heart-shaped cloud. It was pink in the center, and all around the edges it was transluscent, with all of the rainbow colors around the complete edge of the cloud! It was a rainbow heart. I don't know if you are aware of this, but the name of our big community drum is Rainbow Heart. We watched this glowing sundog-like cloud follow us until Eagle Knoll, then we looked up and it was gone. It was so unlike anything I had ever seen before. Just an incredible gift from the Ancestors.
Around 6:55, we went to go out and do a ceremony in the medicine wheel. I had prepared the wheel the day before with special balances and a blue road healing. Then I had begun to lay out the 28 spokes in the wheel as the Ancestors had asked me to do. I was only able to lay out one direction (East) and then they asked me to stop.
Now yesterday, as we were getting ready to go out to the wheel, the strongest wind came up and was blowing like a regular hurricane. We looked at each other and both knew at once that we were not to go out in the wind this time, but instead to go into the bedroom where the Rainbow Heart drum is being stored. There we went in and sang songs, and did our prayers and intentions. We connected with the others who are in ceremony during these two portal days (tomorrow is also a portal), and did more blue road healing for the whole area and the earth. It was very beautiful and personal.
Then last night, Michael pulled out a movie that he had ordered from Netflix. Little did I know, it would reveal much to me that I had never realized I didn't know. (If that makes sense!) I had just a few hours earlier, told the story of my great great grandmother who was a woman in a band of Lakota people who were running from the Indian agents. These soldiers had orders to round up all the Lakota and put them on a reservation, and get them counted and recorded for what would become the Indian Bureau later.
Crazy Horse, a very wise medicine man and leader of this band, insisted that the Lakota should not allow themselves to be counted and confined on a reservation. He felt that they had a better chance to maintain their way of life if they could keep their freedom. He kept the band on the move for a long time, and avoided capture. But this way of life, running and running, was wearing his people down.
At last he allowed himself to be captured, but just before he did, he sent his band of Lakota across the border into Canada. There he thought they would find freedom from the soldiers and the Indian Bureau. So they all went North, including my great, great grandmother.
But the idea of freedom turned into an experience of survival. The little band of Lakota had to settle quickly because winter was already setting in. They had no homes or possessions, no knowledge of the local game patterns, and were inundated with snow and cold. Some of the women volunteered to be sold to the German trappers in the area in return for money that would buy supplies for the Lakota to survive. One of these young women was my great, great grandmother, who then became the wife of a German trapper.
I know very little about her life-only what my grandfather passed down to me in the stories of my childhood. But I did know that she was never allowed to speak Lakota-only German in the home that they shared. When she had children, they were taught only German and knowledge of the Lakota ancestry was forbidden.
Together this couple had 6 children. Then one day, everything changed. My great, great grandfather took his oldest son out with him for a few days to check the trap-line. When they returned, they found that a band of Blackfoot had come in and killed all the children and the Lakota woman. She had been unable to protect her children, and had died trying to defend them. Only the father and his son were left now.
For some reason, this story came into my consciousness from way back when I was 16 and my grandfather shared it with me. Then, a few hours earlier, I watching a Steven Spielberg movie for television, filmed with the Lakota, in the 1840's. I heard the songs and dances, and this movie stirred something in me. Then I went to sleep, thinking how synchronicity continues to find me.
In my dreams, my great, great grandmother came to me. She showed me what it had felt like to her when she had to leave her people and her way of life forever. She showed me the dreams she had had, and the desires to see her children grow up and dance in peace. None of them were fulfilled.
Then she showed me how all of those dreams had been fulfilled through my life! I saw how I had been able to watch my daughter learn fancy dancing when she was 13 years old, dancing in costume and loving it. My great, great grandmother had been watching.
Then I saw how she had been watching as I got to choose my own life-mate, based on love; as I learned the Lakota ceremonies, and shared them freely with other people; prayed inb the sweat lodge and became initiated into the Lakota pipe ceremony; she was always watching. Now at last, I am about to receive my true pipe into its ceremony. And every dream that she had, is now fulfilled.
In my dream, there was a gold and turquoise colored light that illuminated everything. I felt this ancestor of mine as her energy field moved into mine, and seemingly merged with my own body. When I awakened, I was moved to tears, and have felt very sensitive today, on the edge emotionally. And my heart feels like a ball of fire that has a palpable energy radiating from it. I am just giving myself time and space to integrate what is occurring. It is a greater gift than I could have imagined. So many pieces of the puzzle just fell into place now, and it feels right.
My gratitude goes out to the ancestors that walk beside us and see through our eyes every day. May all of your dreams be fulfilled!
Love,
Kachina
