“Oh, Great Spirit Whose voice I hear in the winds, And whose breath gives life to all the world, hear me, I am small and weak, I need your strength and wisdom.
Let me walk in beauty and make my eyes ever behold the red and purple sunset. Make my hands respect the things you have made and my ears sharp to hear your voice.
Make me wise so that I may understand the things you have taught my people. Let me learn the lessons you have hidden in every leaf and rock.
I seek strength, not to be greater than my brother, but to fight my greatest enemy – myself.
Make me always ready to come to you with clean hands and straight eyes. So when life fades, as the fading sunset, my Spirit may come to you without shame.”
I refuse to give my attention to things that limit me or deny my wholeness. To all life I am connected. I understand the sexual flow within me to be the fuel of creation that can be channeled for those purposes I hold within my heart. I value this life force and direct it toward Right Relationship with ALL beings.
I let go of those things I no longer value, keeping that which I love and for which I can care. These things bring me comfort, support and help according to their purpose. I possess only by nature of my caring. With my wealth, I support the things I believe in, the things that enhance life upon My Planet. I withdraw this support from those things and institutions that bring harm to living beings.
I accept the Powers within me.
The arrow of my mind I aim toward God. Bow in hand, I am ready for anything I encounter. So filled am I with caring, I welcome challenge. I have words to guide me. I have a voice that can be heard. I can see the distant target and feel certain my aim. I have thought, and thought is my Power. I have will, and I will do. From my mind I weed all doubt, for the experience of life will be my teacher and falling, I will pick myself up; noticing error, I will make correct. I can do what I will, for I trust the will of the highest, which is known within me.
Words can heal or steal. Tact and Right Timing are part of speaking Truth.
You are not words themselves. You are in control of them. They are your tools. You will become the Master Craftswoman/man with them. Words describe life, but you are the willpower behind them. Only you can act on them.
Aim to take Command.
I/We must act with devotion, giving the most unselfish love. This is the ritual, or disciplined offering that must be made in order to reach full potential, to cross the bridge and experience Rebirth.
Share the wealth when sharing seems right.
Remember gifts received in hard times. Share with those who gifted them.
Teach your skills and share your creations.
Embody ideas from Creator on how to bring Peace and Comfort to the world.
Create beauty, support Love, actualize the Truth that ALL are worthy of care.
Response-ability is the Power that replenishes the world.
Gifts offered are also gifts offered to the Earth Mother.
It’s simply a matter of applying who you already are to what you now face. That’s all that matters. Because by design, who you are is always the greater.
We are all in this together. Literally we are all feeling the same anxiety (in varying degrees and forms) about the same thing, uncertainty over this virus, and this has never happened in most of our lifetimes. This is truly remarkable beautiful ones. Let this sink in. We have the extraordinary opportunity to be in each other’s shoes at the same time in this moment in history. We can close our eyes and know we are all connected. So what will matter most when this is over? What will you ask yourself in the quiet spaces of your mind? How did I treat people? How did we treat each other? 🖤
“The sacred fire used to heat the rocks represents the eternal fire that burns at the center of the universe.”
— Dr. A.C. Ross (Ehanamani), LAKOTA
Our Sweat Lodge represents the womb of Mother Earth. This is the place of forgiveness. The altar is the place where the Grandfathers are heated. The Sweat Lodge and the altar represent the whole story of the universe. The Sweat Lodge and the ceremonies are sacred. The Great Spirit gave these things to us to help us. He taught us to do the ceremonies in harmony with Mother Earth. We need to know and understand these things.
The beginning of socialism, all while people panic over a virus. Just a test run on how easy people fall for it. Get ready the next test will be a little harder . Wake up! How easy people are controlled is scarier than the Virus.
They’ve been doing it for decades. This is how they become powerful. The more light they steal… we’ll, you get it. It must be retrieved and returned to the children trapped on another frequency level. Thieves have it figured out … but they are being uncovered.
Meditate on bringing the truth to light, the retrieval of, and return of stolen kryst light to original holders, the children and all others tortured and brutalized for a ‘few’ to maintain power.
I have roommates, two of them. One roommate in particular does not to pick up after himself in the kitchen. I’m constantly riding him about cleaning up when he’s finished.
Last night he warmed his leftovers. He offered to share, and I partook.
Later, I went into the kitchen to see pan and cookie sheet with food on them still on the stove. I hollered at him, “you going to clean up and put dishes in dishwasher?”
Several hours went by. I went to kitchen and dishes were still on stove. For a brief moment I was irritated and then I thought, wait a minute.
This man cooked dinner. He shared it with me. And then I hollered at him to clean up the mess?
Wow.
I saw myself clearly. What an ungrateful wench I was behaving as! How dare I allow him to cook, partake in the meal, and then expect him to clean.
Am I a queen?
Well … yes.
Which is precisely why I woke him up and apologized for this unthoughtful behavior. How weird that I didn’t even notice what a twit I was being.
It’s these things, these habitual spoutings off without really thinking.
Aahhh coming fully conscious isn’t always pleasant, especially when you see the patterns which need altering.
This goes for all humanity. We get into patterns, habits, and then from there, we determine all other patterns are somehow faulty.
Wrong.
Acceptance is a difficult thing. Especially when we are used to always “being right”.
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