World Peace and Prayer Day / Honouring Sacred Sites Day “All Nations, All Faiths, One Prayer” Following the birth of a White Buffalo Calf in 1994, the 19th Generation Keeper of the White Buffalo Calf Pipe of the Lakota, Dakota & Nakota Nations— Chief Arvol Looking Horse, was directed to honour the Four Directions with ceremony on Summer Solstice/June 21st. According to Lakota prophecy, the birth of “Miracle,” a female white buffalo, signalled a time of Earth changes and the coming of The Mending of the Hoop of all Nations. The Summer Solstice is said to be a powerful time to pray for peace and harmony among all Living Beings. Chief Looking Horse believes that this day of collective prayer will create an energy shift to heal the earth and achieve a universal consciousness toward obtaining peace. He believes that it is time all people understand Mother Earth is the Source of life, not a resource. WPPD has been held in the US, Costa Rica, Ireland, S Africa, Australia, Japan, Mexico, New Zealand, and Brazil. June 21st, 2017 will mark the 22nd year of World Peace and Prayer Day / Honouring Sacred Sites Day and will be held in the Hawaiian Islands and sacred sites around the world. For more info: http://worldpeaceandprayerday.com/
Mitakuye Oyasin ❤
My heart is breaking, it’s left me deplete,
Deplete of sleep,
We can no longer reach,
Deplete of fear,
Deplete of pain,
Devoid of faith or hope ever again.
Humanity is deplete,
Time to hit Delete,
Deplete is our Mother.
of her Creations
that we reap,
Lets start a new elite,
A race of human where all are rich,
Rich in love
”Darker days are coming, time to retire to the cave, to rest, to read, to contemplate.In the stillness of the dark, all that is at unrest can be revealed, released and healed.The Dark night of the Soul shatters all blocks to pieces.Creating space for dreams and fantasy’s to be re-seeded..The soul recharged and ready to rise with dawning of the, spring Equinoxal sun. As you stretch and yawn, a new time again has just begun”
To be Authentic is to be Transparent.
Start with self the rest will be easy.
This morning I had a dream for the second time this year, its a new one to me in that it is not a recurring childhood dream. I’m not too sure what its all about but thought I should write it out and maybe gain a little more clarity on it.
The beginning bit was different this time, the first time I was in a house maybe a B+B with my partner (im single btw). This time we were walking through a village, not sure where it was, could have been the UK or somewhere similar to the lake district, it was as green, clean air etc but much warmer.
Anyway we are walking along, chatting away, kissing and cuddling like lovers do. We stop near a T junction and i sit on a wall, he was stood in front of me with his arms around me. Over the road there are a few shops, we were embracing and laughing and i gently kissed his neck, at the exact time i did that a beautiful woman in shorts and a bikini top came down the hill on a pushbike and stopped outside the shop opposite us. He couldn’t take his eyes off her, so I went ballistic, told him I was disgusted at his behaviour especially at the timing and told him that I wont be disrespected like that again and it was over.
He looked mortified , not at me exploding into some psycho witch from hell but at his behaviour, and said that he has no idea why he did that and genuinely looked bemused. He apologised and said that he needed to go back to our digs to think on his actions, alone. So I said that is fine and I needed some space too and we went our separate ways and I went to investigate this beautiful place we were in.
People were friendly here, smiling and saying hello as they passed, everyone felt like they were in holiday mode. Some where there like us as tourists but mainly it were local people, all happy and smiley, at peace with themselves and the world.
The main part of the village was raised, there were rolling hills to one side, which I gazed upon while having a coffee, wondering what they had witnessed down here over the years. At the other end of the village was a river and across from that was wild country, nature at its best, untamed or tampered with.
It was getting late in the afternoon and the sun began making its decent, so I headed into the village to ask for directions back to where I was staying.
People were all super excited and running around like crazy, some going one way and others going in the opposite direction. So figuring something exciting was about to happen and I followed some of them, running to catch up.
We were running through the streets towards the back of the village, then we turned a corner and I could see the sea! There were black cast iron railings and everyone was clambering onto them to get a better look. The waves were huge and angry looking, crashing and breaking against the wall and everyone laughed as they got wet. The tide was coming in closer and closer very quickly. in the corner to the right where the wall met with the wall of a building, there was a rather large guy and his son stood on top of the railing, leaning against the building, father holding son closely as they balanced precariously on this railing. My heart was in my mouth and before I didn’t even finish thinking to myself that he was being irresponsible and they were both in danger, before a huge wave came over the top of them both and washed them off into the crowd. Luckily they were not hurt and got up to run with the crowd again as they raced to get across the village, to where they would witness the sea emerge from under the village.
I followed them, running along in all the hysteria felt quite liberating, exciting and scary all that the same time. I had no idea where we were going or what we were going to witness, maybe more of the same, waves crashing and people getting wet?
They had all disappeared round the corner and off at break neck speed so I was lagging behind, trying to keep up by following the other stragglers.
When I finally caught up with them the scene was very different, people were still excited but everything was calm and serene. I pushed my way to the front and was bewildered to see ahead of us the sea coming in from the opposite direction! it was calm, and slowly making its way towards us, no crashing waves just gently lapping along.
I was confused but so intrigued, how can this be? Before I had time to formulate my thoughts there was a big ‘OHHH’ from the crowd to the left, then silence. Everyone was still, everything was quiet apart from the clicking of cameras. I looked back to the sea which had drawn closer then I looked down to the river below and saw it.
The sea we had witnessed earlier was making its way towards the other! it had calmed a little with travelling below the village but was travelling faster than the other. the waves eventually touching momentarily before subsiding again, like they were testing the waters before diving in. Slowly they gently joined becoming one ocean, it was magical, so beautiful, it took my breath away and filled my heart with love and wonder. As they joined, the sun was setting, casting rays of golden, red and orange light across the union, like the universe itself blessed this auspicious moment. The seam where they joined was clearly visible, like they were seperate entities but joined as one, one soul, one energy yet individual in their own right. Ying Yang.
Everyone turned and hugged each other, the love shared there in that moment was so powerful the hairs on the back of my neck stood up and tears of joy rolled down my cheeks.
People began to disperse, some going to find a cafe to sit and absorb the experience and others headed towards the wilderness to find a place to set up camp before darkness rolled in.
I walked slowly on the way back, replaying it in my head, in awe at what I had witnessed and sad that my partner had missed this magical experience.
Then I was asking someone if they know of a chiropractor that I could visit for my back pain and they directed me to a building with an intercom. i got there and rang for assistance, they let me into the building and it was set up a bit like a chemist. I went to the receptionist window and asked if i could get an appointment with the chiropractor, she silently pointed me to a sign on the wall. The sign was a bit like a directory, ‘press 1 for the Dentist’ etc…so I pressed the number for the chiropractor and sat down to wait.
While I was waiting, my partner appeared. He came and sat next to me and i asked him how he had found me? He said that is not important but what is, is that he realised what was behind his earlier out of character actions, he said that he realised it was fear. That he had found someone he did not want to loose and through that fear he created the thing he feared most. And asked for my forgiveness.
At that moment there was a ping as the speaker announced for me to go to the reception. I stood up, squeezed his hand and smiled, then walked over to reception. The lady had gone and there was a box of eggs sat there with my name wrote in the lid. Bemused I took the eggs and turned around to leave.
Then I woke up, with major back ache from all that running around. 😉
I realised while writing this out that we went around all the directions of the medicine wheel.
Starting out in the East by the T junction, moving to the West with the mountains, North with the wilderness, South with the angry sea and back to the North/West for the merging.
I will ponder on it all today but what do you think it means?
So today while walking Loui and not thinking about anything in particular, other than finding Dandelion leaves for my rabbit. I got the words…’Riding the Waves’ and I thought to myself, ‘Think I wrote a blog with that title quite recently?’
This is what I wrote: ‘When the still calm waters begin to stir, grab your wet suit and prepare to ride the wave as it carries you to the golden shore’.
So as I’m walking along having an inner dialogue with myself, the scene of huge waves crashing onto a beach was constantly playing in my vision…this is how it kinda went…
I asked, Q. ‘if the blog post had come to mind as I needed to reread it for some reason?’
A. ‘No, but it will not hurt to read it again’
Q. Ok, then back to Riding the wave?
A. Watch the wave, what is your first thought?
A/Q . It is a metaphor for the turbulent peaks and troughs that life hurls at us.?
Q. Hmmm, that does not ‘feel’ right?
A. Watch the wave again from a different angle.
Going back into the scene fully, I viewed the sea/beach from above and this time I could see a surfer appear from under the huge wave. I watched as he weaved his way to the top and rode it all the way to the shore.
Q. I asked how come I did not see the surfer before?
A. If we look through the same lens eventually we are blinded to all other views.
Q. Yes, I get that, so what am I missing here?
A. Look again, rewrite the metaphor.
So again, I went back into the scene, looking at it from above. This time I saw that riding the wave did not necessarily mean ‘grin and bare it’, or, that being on top of the wave means a ‘good’ period in time/life, compared to the downward spiral.
This time I was on the surf board, surfing the waves from far out into the sea, and I saw it as a blessing. Those thunderous waves that rise up from the belly of the ocean have the power to drag us under yes, BUT, they also carry us to shore.
Our emotions (sea) are the catalyst to change, life is turbulent, with each passing age we undergo physical, emotional and psychological changes, we are made up of 65% water, so it is in our physiology to undergo the power of the tides, our outer life may have some bearing on this but even those who seem to ‘have it all’ still suffer the same inner emotional turmoil’s.
The wave is not the enemy to be conquered, but, if we allow it, it carries us forward. With each swell moving us away from the past and closer to the serene and stable shore.
When our toes finally feel the sand beneath them, the ride there suddenly becomes lost as we engage in the new senses and emotions new adventures that being on solid ground brings.
Give thanks for the ride, each dip, each ripple, each magical moment, that brought you back home, to yourself.