at the risk of letting anyone know that these things , could in fact be known, she was guided to be quiet and watch and allow this healing to happen, because it would- there would be a child- she was told- and for a time- maybe she would not know anything at all-but then for some reason, one more time , she would be called in, like the time she went other places= without much notice.
those hands, that energy seemed to have some sort of radical effect-that when the time came - a finger would itch- her heart would swell and the colors seemed just a bit brighter-the guise of whatever occasion would usually be the excuse- but she knew- that this was more than that.... the simple moment would in fact happen- and the spark of creation would pass quietly transmitted- with swelling heart, those muscles would stretch like the womb and open a place only Creator himself could go- and that would be that-
it was harder here sometimes because she loved this one- more than many- but we were all the same- little quirks and feelings that indicate where to turn next- words came out of her mouth and later- while speaking to her elder- she asked' what was that about?'if looked at from above you would see the bodies, and the light around them all- and then the connection to something greater- and the spots like fear- of darkness- the ancestors were sometimes watching, maybe even laughing, cracking jokes- whispering sweetness and suggestions, kindnesses-or the tormented ones would be perhaps slightly like a rebellious child--wanting to be noticed-given more and pushy as all get out-these she would tell gently but firmly to 'hook up' to the greater portions of this moment = to their creator- could they back off?
she always knew when one of these came to the circle because they start messing with her neck- and then- it is time to go outside - for air- to throw the frisbee for the dog-smoke an american spirit BLACK- and pray for the healing of that person-that beautiful energy would handle the situaion- and then she could go back in...
the things she saw she could never really say- because people got angry = when they would rather fold these things up ........like a blanket and put it in the hallway
closet and taken them out only when they were cold-those ideas that hold us up like train robbers in the wild west do that so that what was once weight in gold would change hands and feed them in another way.
those vast green flatlands stretched out and the tears ran down her face=clearly she volunteered for this on some other level= and regreted not having listened more carefully for the full instructions- it was more like' can we just get on with this? ' but it would seem that waiting for the vision to give birth to so many --------------------------------------------------------------------would happen while making the center for healing in the hills with greenhouses, yurts and tree houses...... things like that were done on the sly- as these things had to be done in secret- she did not really care why...
the family was beautiful and the love contained a safe place for that piece of his soul to come back-she watched him speak and wanted to share so much- but continued with what she was told- she could smell the bear medicine - saw the orbs in the garden let the spirits do the work-aho mitaye oyasin. megwich- thank you that little girl sa
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