Lodge Archive: 4


You are the One of 183237

In Memoriam March 5, 2004 May you fly with the Eagles

Hau, My friends, my relatives maybe I want to tell you something that's very important. Remember to pray and honor Earth Mother and change your whole way of life. Give thanks for everything and appreciate the oxygen that comes from trees. The trees are dying so pray sincerely so the trees will not die. Maybe Earth Mother is trying to tell us something. Maybe Earth Mother is saying that she is trying to get back in balance. We have to expect more Spiritual Shock. Maybe some of us will listen to Earth Mother, maybe some of us will learn, maybe some of us won't. Earth Mother is our beginning and our home. Pray sincerely so she will be merciful to the children and future generations. What have we done so this happened? Why is Earth Mother not in balance? What can we do to help? Pray, give thanks, change your whole way of life. Honor Earth Mother and nature and remember your reason for being here now.

Mitakuye Oyasin,
Your Friend and Relative,
Chief Selo Black Crow
Oglala Lakota,
Wanblee, Pine Ridge Sioux Indian Reservation, S.D.

Chief Selo Blackcrow is a living legend and my friend. He has opened the Sundance to all sincere people for 30 years or more. If you are interested in knowing more and helping yourself to walk in a good way in your life please contact.

Raven woman by Sandra Stanton

refers to the Womb of Earth Mother. We only need to look to nature for the answers to our questions.

And a child shall lead the way

Sound familiar? I don't know how it happened yet it did. I was sitting in meditation and I remembered myself as a child. It was as if she stepped out of my body to face me with memories and they were good. This was strange for me because as an adult I mostly saw the negative scenes and no matter how I tried to loosen them they were tied to me like old shoes to a runaway car. She landed in my lap and showed me the love of my father who had passed away in 1999. I thought I was resolved but no, It wasn't until last night when I visited the soulful workings of a man burdened by a war left to be played out inside him as a continuous record. Now that wasn't all, I cried, I cried because I remembered me.

My innocence found, my wisdom voice clear, was speaking to me about love. I bathed in the aura of my childhood. I knew how to relate to the natural world. I woke up each morning full of wonder. I played with the unseen forces.

The greatest teacher I could ever have is a child. She loves me unconditionally. In my Native American studies I have heard that children come into this world as elders and that to enter our final phase in living we must become as a child.

She appreciates that I speak to her just to let her know that I am aware of her presence. You see I didn't know that when I was depressed, lonely, angry or restless it was because she was calling out to me. I had forgotten about her. I thought that I was alone. People say that you’re never really alone because God is with you. I know now that I am never alone because my child self is with me. I can ask her advice. I can ask her first thing in the morning," What do you need?"

It now seems to me that most of my emotions are directly related to her. Do you know who your child self is? Where is he? Where is she? Now that I am grown it is my responsibility to look after this child every day. What did she like to do? Lie face down in the lawn and pretend she is as small as an ant crawling on a blade of grass, then turn over and face the sun with her eyes closed and watch the colors appear. When was the last time you had your nose in the grass, or sat against a tree, spoke to a caterpillar or watched the clouds? Give to yourself the magic of your child self. Fill your day with the laughter and warmth of a friendship long neglected some of whom have been abandoned.

May a reunion of the kind your heart has been longing for appear in the eyes of your child self.

Carol Petersen Perez

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