Sacred Fire

Grandfather looks heavenward at this hour. His gaze is steady and intense. I need to walk the path. Grandfather walks with me. The stillness is wonderful and refreshing. He hums softly. The vibration of the humming seems to open my sight to images of golden fields of wheat moving/swaying by the soft winds.
Raven calls. His graceful form moves effortlessly against a clear blue sky.He circles several times,then disappears among the grove of tree's nearby.
Now,I see a mountain range. It's slopes bare traces of snow. So silent,so massive.Eagle soars above it's summit.His call reverberates far and wide.Oh,how good to hear these blessed voices.I've missed their call.I've missed seeing them in their own respective element...such power and grace.
Grandfather and I walk on in stillness.He stops suddenly;and with a stick,traces a circle into the earth.He takes the pipe and moves it over the circle several times.He indicates to me that we should stand together inside the circle.As I step in to join him,the circle begins to move.Grandfather's eyes tell me to focus on his eyes,not the moving circle.I do. I feel the moving increase,even faster.He begins to hum again.The moving stops suddenly.I'm standing at the edge of the ocean. The waters are so calm.A voice whispers,"Little Sister,open your eyes." She stands before me. Her smile more radiant than the sun. "Come,she whispers." It's time to dance.The drums begin.She turns to the West. The sun is merely moments from setting. She whispers again,"Come," and takes my hand.The drums increase in pace and volume.I feel the familiar spiraling as it surrounds me.
She speaks,"We'll dance before the Ancients. We'll dance in the midst of the Sacred Fire. Come!"
Now,we're approaching a camp fire.The flames are so alive,so hypnotic,so timed to the drums.Several persons stand to receive us.She speaks,"Greeting beloved of the beloved.We come in answer to your call. We rejoice to be part of the Sacred Dance." We are made welcomed,and invited to enter with in the Sacred Circle. She turns her gaze toward me. She whispers,"Look deeply thru these portals, and enter with-in." Again,the spiraling begins and I am lifted up into the night sky.She whispers,"Listen to the drum. It is a single voice come to deliver a message.Listen closely, little sister."
I look for her, but see only the night sky.Suddenly,a single drum sounds.It's slow,steady beat comes ever nearer,until I feel a presence.Words fall gently and clearly before me.I can see the words take shape to form images. The words reveal wisdom and joy.
Each word and it's image reflects many life-forms,many seasons,many journeys.Unique and part of the whole message.I see a new world rising in the East. I feel a new life essence being poured out into and throughout the cosmos. I see dying suns and moons replaced by new ones.I see the skies tremble,and stars(unseen before,) appearing. All this wrapped in warmth,and light,and stillness.
The drum is now silenced,but I can feel it's vibration reverberating thru my entire being.She whispers,"Come,little sister."Soon it will be sunrise."I look at her,and see we are again at the waters edge."Please sing that song for me," I ask.She replies,"Sleep, little sister. I will sing your song.It is,after all,your song that I sing.
Again,I find myself on the path. As she sings,I'm met by Grey wolf. Within that song we are held,and walk in the wondrous stillness.As I make my way down the path to home,Grey wolf stops,lowers his head slightly,and walks away,back to the woods.Her voice continues to sing,somewhere deep within me.

More of ,"The Multi-Gemmed Ring

Someone is near-by. This person tells me that this is a return visit;and, others await my arrival. Ahead of me waits my guide - GreyWolf, the four legged. He turns and walks ahead of me . We move soundless among the ancient giant trees.
The voice of Owl can be heard in the distance.Occasional streaks of Moonlight pierce the great forest to touch a rock ,or a tree stump along the path . The drums are beating a subdued chant .


The GreyWolf slows his pace, then stops . He turns his head toward me. His eyes catch a bit of the moon's light . I see the fleeting bits of red sparks in those all-knowing eyes,and, then - he is gone .
The drums increase. The wind pushes thru the great trees. It's voice more clear and emphatic. I'm being shadowed ( sort of ) by a large animal, whose step is soundless. I know it's Panther. She allows me ( now) to see her sleek, graceful form , and hear her low, occasional purr-like voice. She enters the path a short distance ahead of me, and walks on .

We reach a clear,partially open space. Panther turns her head,and as her eyes meet mine, she changes form . A woman, about 5ft ,8 inches tall stands before me . Her hair bound in a single braid rests upon her right side . The aura of this beautiful woman is striking. She wears a dark colored dress that reaches below her knees. She wears nothing on her feet .She holds an object in her palmed hands.
I step closer to her . The object she holds is the multi -gem-ed ring. Amazed, I ask her , " have we not met before ?" She answers, "Yes, DancingFire. At the temple of many lights. I stood in the midst of the pillars of lights, and presented this ring to you via one of my young attendants ."
" You see the newest gem of the cats eye is included . You now begin to develop the cats vision ability. Note the unswerving confidence of the cat's gaze. Note also , the utter stillness of the cat's body when it's gaze is fixes on it's subject . Observe, your newly acquired feline . He is gift. he will teach you much , merely by his own presence, and your close observation. Know, it is not by chance that he has come to share your journey .

" Look into my eyes, while I place the cat's eye against your forehead ." I see the depths in her eyes, and feel the gem against my forehead . A sudden brilliant something seems to split my head apart. I feel tremendous heat streaming from the center of my head . It moves like liquid fire, and fragments into countless rays of colored light .
I'm moving upward in a circular fashion. High above the great forest, far beyond the stars. there's awesome , soul-shattering music. It surrounds me. It's alive,and holding me in it's arms .It smiles at me , and whispers, " I am the voice of your ancient soul. Your soul fashioned by Father/Mother God comes forth to speak it's word, to lift your consciousness to higher levels . You will, very soon, realize a heightened awareness, and increase of extraordinary vision that will initially astound you . Be at peace with it . Allow it to come . Move with it . It is you, as you were before the stars were named .

" Listen closely to the music. Allow it to permeate you body, your surroundings. Give thanks to Great Spirit for the gift of ancient , timeless origin, from which great love and wisdom flows. Remember always who you are, and why you are here . The gift is universal, for universal purpose . It is time for you to return . Be assured that we will meet again soon, and , speak further. Go , in love and peace. Wait for the cat's eye to be placed in your hand . It comes to validate , to re-reinforce, to nourish and sustain you in a new phase of your journey.
There is a low hum-like sound surrounding me . It's carrying me away ? Not sure . I'm being led by the GreyWolf to the edge of the great forest. The drums, barely audible, bring me back home . I feel so tired, so drained , so completely silenced .

Pathway to the Dreamer

Grandfather looks heavenward at this hour. There is an Aura of serenity about him . I "see" The Dreamers energy emanating with ever-widening expanse . I feel Grandfathers hand resting upon my shoulder. We're waiting... The silence is a deep, pulse of harmony; and , alive with soft rays of color...Like the prism. Each ray is a pathway , a threshold to other dimensions .
There comes a rush of wind ...The sound is nearly deafening. In it's wake a translucent sphere appears. I see layer after layer lifting free of the sphere, until there remains a gold spinning orb .
Focus your attention upon the gold object. it is means by which you may enter Dream-time. The outer layers represent the many different dimensions of Dream-time, which you have already known .
" With-in the gold object you will see yet another gold object . This inner-sphere moves counter-clockwise . It is a mechanism by which you are transported to the pathway of transparency...A state of invisibility that enables you to move freely in an instant, to where you must be for a given reason .
" Your physical frame remains visible only to those who receive you . To the others around you , you simply are unseen . Those who receive you , unknowingly await your appearance ; there, your appearance is not a shock to them .
" This state of invisibility, ( or elevated level of consciousness,) is very beneficial to your physical body , because it undergoes a process of renewal. Each component is re-energized and aligned to the proper elemental level.
While in this dimension of Dream-time, you may feel completely at rest; yet ; you are actively involved in what you are sent forth to do. It could be intervention of some sort , it could be to guide someone . It could be a mission to console the grieving. it could be to assist in restoring sense of worth / purpose to one who languishes.
Once your work is finished, you return to full physical form and substance. After you are fully rested, then you return to your earthly path ; however ; you return quite different than when you left .To put it simply, you have died to a degree;and have at the same time , entered a new level of maturity . This Maturation process is so necessary , and , intricately part of your transfiguration process.
Never fear any
of the above, for your guides attend your coming and going . Be at peace in this .

"Touch The Fire"

My mind is wandering. Words float in and out of mind ..." I need to touch the fire ", Whatever that means.And now , i hear drums...distant, muffled. I wish you could hear the drums. They're a constant, a comforting presence. Does that make any sense to you ?Yes, of course , The womb, the universal pulse, the primal voice of Mother God. Well , she's here. She is present . She presents , ( to me ) an image of a woman dancing. Long dark hair glistens in the muted fire of the torches. Her eyes are closed. She comes from Dream-Time . She moves so gracefully, so reverently, yet , with great passion .Around her gathers veils of many colors- vibrant, alive , electric .Through the veils forms emerge and form a circle around the woman. While she dances clockwise, the forms dance counter clockwise. From elsewhere a voice sings a most haunting song . The vibration of the singing becomes an irresistible cadence flowing thru me . She approaches me ... her eyes open ; flashes of brilliant blue sparks seem to issue forth toward me . Oh my , the woman is you - you hold out your hand to me , and take my hands firmly.You walk backward slowly.
You speak... answer the question in my mind, " No, you're not dreaming...Not how you imagine dreaming to be . You do need to touch the fire , again . Come ! Grandmother waits." We walk side -by-side , thru, the veils of many colors. As we pass thru the veils, the drums begin that familiar beat ...so intense, and with sense of great purpose.
You're speaking in a language unknown to me, as we walk . Suddenly, Raven appears and takes his place on your right shoulder . We approach a small hut. Inside, i see a circle of white stones that holds a fire safely. We sit down near the fire . I notice Raven is no longer on your shoulder, but i cant recall seeing him leave .
There's a noise... a rustling, a faint breeze. You look at me and smile. You rise to your feet. I do the same, and turn around to see Grandmother standing there .She steps close to you , and holds you in her arms briefly, yet emphatically. The two of you come to me , and we sit down around the circle of fire . raven now sits on Grandmothers shoulder .
" You must touch the fire, Dancingfire." Grandmother tells me . She continues , "Look into the circle of fire . let the flame take you within itself . As you enter , you will recall how you became the flame , long , long ago . You will know now , as you knew then , the power , which the flame is for you , in you , and through you to others .It is gift. You know that once such a gift is given, it is in you always. I know how difficult it can be to walk between two worlds, as do you . However, it is time to focus on the flame - the Gift .It is time to enter , to merge , to become one with the flame. Then you will understand why you are Dancingfire .Our names always speak a hidden message . Our names are not chosen randomly; instead, they are chosen, for what they are ... sacred, eternal expression of the Great Spirit who first called you by this name .
It is now very quiet. You, and Grandmother each hold one of my hands. The drums begin anew . Measured, deep , vibrating throughout me . The flame increases higher and wider . I'm moving toward it's center . Voices begin to chant as i enter the flame . Then , there is no sound. I see nothing. I'm caught up into a circling moving wind ? Not sure . It is so rapid. It all ends abruptly. i am alone on the cliffs; yet, I sense a presence. I call out, " Who are you ?Come closer so i may see you ."
" Here i am ", you call .I see you on the beach below. " Come down here . Lets dance in the surf ". You say with a joyous lilt to your voice . I begin to walk the path down to where you are . As I walk toward you , you say to me , " You are truly Fire Dancing ". Again you seem to chuckle, as you lead me into the surf.

The Coming of Grandfather

My Indian friend has my attention tonight. By candlelight his expression speaks of, " Father ". His eyes look at me, but his vision is beyond ...way beyond. He has seen so much of all that his earthly journey has revealed. Now, having passed beyond all of it, his vision reaches other worlds. Worlds of the Dreamers. He is listening to the chanting of his ancestors, He follows the flight of the Eagle. At his side walks the shadow of a Greywolf - companion here on this earth, and way beyond. The two walk softly and in peace... Thru moonlit paths of forest, along riverbeds, and on toward the great mountain. No sound do they make as they make their way toward the summit. There is no need to hurry .

Standing there at the summit, the " Father" greets the full moon, and blesses its sacred light. He blesses Four Winds as their presence moves over his countenance. The Greywolf remains at his side. The Father smiles and lifts his right arm up and outward. He holds the pipe in his fist. From within his fragile frame, a strong powerful noise begins to rise outward. His singing reverberates -borne on the four winds, the singing flows far and wide. Deep into the long night the " Father " stands unmoving. He listens to his ancient ones,' response, and tears form in his eyes to slowly descend onto his cheeks.

At first light, the eagle soars above the summit, and beholds the pipe resting on the cliff. On the second pass, the eagle retrieves the pipe and makes its way to the valley below.
The elders gather at the hut of the father to make sure the pipe is where it belongs. Having thanked the ancients they go on their way ...smiling in secret. They know...

The Cave

There is no need to linger here any longer, so I take my leave . Not to ocean, or the great forest, but to the cave . She's there, waiting for me . her song is so soothing, so warm and assuring .
As I enter , she motions to me . I go and sit down facing her . between us a small fire crackles as flames wrap around tender twigs and small branches. The scent of pine and cedar permeate the air .
She continues her singing, and fixes her gaze upon me . I feel myself slipping away . The veils of unknowing gather around me and carry me into the deepening silence . Yet , her song seems to be borne along with me. I've assumed the fetal position . Slowly, the singing fades, and is gone . After a while, I hear voices whispering my name, telling me to stand up, and open my eyes .
I find myself standing at the edge of a pool of water .


The waters move in a circular fashion. I'm directed to enter the pool . The water is warm . It holds my and draws me ever-deeper with-in itself . The sense of loving peacefulness inundates me . Someone comes near, and tells me to follow. Further into the waters depths we move . Flashes of irredesant colors seem to illuminate the way .
Drums begin...Intense, commanding. Ahead, I see a gateway . As we approach , and enter , two people come to us , and place upon my forehead a band of cloth upon which is an emblem. the drums begin a rolling cadence that echoes repeatedly. I'm instructed to follow the two people. We move soundlessly along a wide corridor of diffused light .

We enter an arched doorway. The two people are no longer with me . Suddenly, everything changes. I'm no longer in the room. I'm at the beach. The surf is strident, as is the wind .
The night sky is ablaze with stars . The new moon rides silent and watchful. The drums return to their intense, commanding beat .
I'm wondering where i am , and why ? I seem to be so alone . I sense that i am waiting - The reason yet unknown to me .Without notice, the wind abates, the surf eases down to a mere whisper. The drums cease. The silence offers it's own pulse. Again, I hear her singing .
She sings of old moons passing, and new moons rising . She sings me to her presence . Seated on a ledge, she calls me to her . " My child , I am the Mother of all that lives . You are called here to receive new clarity of vision . As your eternal Mother , I bring you forth to new life .
" All things have accelerated this pace . Time is of the essence on the earth side . The emblem you wear on your forehead is my signature , which empowers you to do your work . You will prepare those whom are sent to you , in order that they may realize their own mission , and the urgency of that mission to commence .
" Many, you will meet Not IN PHYSICAL FORM. Only a very few on the earth side will understand your message. The others will move on unaware of you . Let them go their way . Their path will lead them to where they must be , in due course.
" Place the palm of your left hand to my forehead . "
I place my left hand to her forehead. Immediately, I see the drums. They have the form of the human heart. I can see the living pulse moving in familiar cadence . With each beat the sound transforms into waves of energy that ripples outward, one after another in endless fashion.
I see mountains and valleys tremble as this energy passes over and thru them . I see ocean waters ebb and flow in unison with the pulsing energy .I see sun risings, sun sets, planets also pulsing as this energy reverberates endlessly outward .
Without warning, the cry of Grey wolf shatters this vision. I now see his massive form on the ledge where she had sat.
Three times he lifts his head up and calls. I try to speak , but am without voice .
He turns and looks toward me . Suddenly, a tremendous rushing sound envelopes me . Then , all is silent . I'm returned to the earth side. Again, I'm quite alone . I feel something in my closed left hand. I open my hand, and amazingly, see a starfish .

Healing Vision

Grandfather tells me it's time to walk the path into Dream Time. It is just before first light . There's a sense of stirring of creatures here in the otherwise silent woods. There's a misty veil that wanders along the path, and thru the open places among the trees .We move along, no word is spoken .Suddenly Grandfather stops, turns, and places his hands on my shoulders. He speaks wordlessly, and tells me to " sleep". Immediately, a circular motion wraps me completely. I'm carried far from here, and arrive at the Great Forest. I hear her singing- That low, maternal purr of panther.
I see her now,standing a few yards from me. She walks toward me, slowly. Each step , so silent, and so deliberate. I can see the muscles of her sleek form ripple. her eyes flash golden light that seems to inundate my very soul. She stops , turns enough so that i know i am to follow her. Her purr-like sound changes to a low hum. I can feel this hum beneath my feet, and all around me. The drums begin- a low, distant echo-like vibration that accompanies the hum.
Panther stops , turns, and changes form . The woman from before stands facing me .She speaks," Come with me . The others await our arrival ." She places her hands on either side of my head, near each temple .
The Drums, and hum accelerate in volume, and intensity. Several others join us at my friends bedside. Grandmother nods a silent greeting.We completely surround her sleeping form, and begin working. I am told to reach deep inside the interior of her stomach area. Others are doing likewise. No area of her inside is left unattended.
I can feel the muscles, tight and knotted. I move my hands, ( as it were ), in a massage like manner. Each knotted area begins to loosen and relax. I can see the life giving fluid begin to flow increasingly stronger.
Grandmother works on her ribs. Others work, her hips , her thighs, legs and feet.The woman attends to her neck, shoulders and back .
I am told to observe the changes occurring in all of these areas. Suddenly the dark knotted areas become lighter. The energy pulsing , ( moving in , around and thru every particle ),expands.The colors increase in healthy tones, until all the dark areas are gone .
Grandmother lifts her into her arms, as she would an infant .She chants softly, as she rocks back and forth .The others are gone. The Panther lays quietly near-by.
"Please assure her that great progress is already realized. She walks the correct path. she must balance modified exercise with rest and be at peace in nature , become one with Mother Earth as often as her body allows.She is a true warrior, and she will win this battle," Grandmother tells me .
Grandmother lifts her right hand to Skipingstones forehead, and presses the palm against the center. I see a trembling course thru Skipingstone. She then , places her on the bed. Standing back, she says to me ," We will work together very soon, for her sake. I will speak to her before our next gathering. It is time for you to sleep, DancingFire. I see that your perception is increasing very well. It will continue to do so .
" There is a new star rising. It is of great significance. It will address the question of war, or no war. It is for you and my beloved to remain focused on the path, and not on the turmoil around you . Know that all things are in the care of Great Spirit. Only Great Spirit has the power to bring all things to proper conclusion.
" Panther waits to take you back.Another word before you go . You can only heal in tandem with us. So many " Healers" believe falsely that they can heal on their own .
" Go in love and peace. We meet again very soon. "
Again, the panther's purring leads me back. I'm on the path, now alone.The drums sound faintly, and recede into utter silence.

Vision Geared Toward Healing

I have a close friend whom i have known for many years . She got sick and has many problems including Bad Arthritis.I do what i can .But in trying , I have had many Dreams and visions regarding healing ,These Dreams and Visions have continued in account.
Going into Dream-time : Grandfather looks steadily toward me . There's no escaping his gaze,nor those dark eyes. Immediately, we enter the path. No word passes between us, yet he tells me we must hurry .Ahead of us the Grey Wolf appears and as we get closer, the Grey wolf begins to circle around us. Grandfather chants softly. I watch ( follow with my eyes), as the Grey wolf walks a slow, measured pace . On the third circle, the Grey wolf and Grandfather are gone from my view. There's a strange movement, a shifting of landscape .
No longer on the familiar path, I find myself looking upward to a mountain . The peak of the mountain is hidden in the clouds .I am drawn to climb the steep , wandering path .It is not daylight , nor is it darkness. I cannot describe what it is , or how i can see, but i do . The climb is not easy , but not difficult . I see no one , no sign of life, not even an animal or bird;yet, I am not alone .
Part way up. I stop to look around . Below the valley is no longer visible . I search for a horizon, but , there is none . again, I walk upward. I begin to tire , and stop to rest . I can almost see the summit now .I sit down and lean against a huge rock formation .Cant seem to keep my eyes open .I feel myself drifting .Again, there's a sense of shifting , yet i am leaning still , against the boulder .Suddenly ,I see a form approaching me slowly, noiselessly, then ,I hear the low purr of Panther. Stopping with-in arms reach of me , she lays down on her left side. She is beautiful.When panther comes to me in a dream it is sometimes , Great,Great Grandmother .Panthers golden eyes hold my attention. I feel the awesome power of their golden light filling my mind . Once again, the sense of shifting envelopes me .The Panther and i stand together at the summit .Her low purring seems to wrap around me .Beyond the summit , I see , endless mountain ranges ,Bathed in wisps of diffused pale pinks and even more pale yellows .
The silence is like none i have known before . A voice tells me to begin walking away from the summit .I turn to look at the Panther ,to find she is no longer with me .Again, the voice calls ," Walk , Come to me ." I step clear of the summit. I'm moving in a dreamlike manner above the endless mountain ranges . The voice speaks again , "See the cascading waters ahead ? Pass thru the waters , and enter the temple square." I pass thru the iridescent waters, and stand in the midst of the temple square .People walk past and smile ." Go to the western gate", the voice tells me .
As i approach the western gate, I see a symbol etched on either side of the entrance . It looks like a large cursive L with a loop at the top, Not a printed L , but a written L.
My breath seems to stop for an instant. When i pass thru the archway, another intense shifting occurs .Ahead of me , I see a massive fountain with tiers of iridescent, cascading waters. On either side , at the back ,and at the front of the fountain are pillars of soft light .
Three women appear , accompanied by panther .Two come to stand at either side of me . The third, with the panther, leads us into a huge domed room. I see several people busy at a long table, but cannot see what occupies them .
We continue on to another area of this room ;yet, it seems set apart .We approach a softly lighted alcove, where she sits waiting . She stands and signals me to approach her . She is the woman I saw on the ledge. She smiles; and speaks , " yes , I am she . You are here to receive greater understanding. You want to know what the symbol means.
" The upper part is knowledge . The lower part is the eye of vision, and interpretation .All three are inter dependent . All three are , have ever been, inscribed in your soul .Now , your re- awakening has begun , you will travel many forgotten dimensions; and , experience anew the vision and knowledge inherent in your ancient being .
" You will know what you must write down;and, what must be held unwritten, until the appointed time .
" Very soon, you will begin your healing mission. You may( certainly), Study the book you're waiting for; but ,Know that there is no book that can provide you with what you already posses.
" The one who walks by your side knows the gift you posses. Listen to her . She is our voice, when you need to know,and, to be reminded .
" The drums , like the music, are a means of calling you to us . We appear in many ways, many forms, but always , you recognize who it is that calls .
" You must now,Return to the earth side; but , First, I will ask you to place your left hand to my forehead ." I do as she asks . Again, there's a strange sensation in the center of my head. The intense heat flows outward into brilliant streams of liquid fire . The low humming begins. I'm drifting. The drums begin in unison with the low humming sound . I feel the familiar circular motion . the drums, and the humming fade. I am returned. there's no sound, nor do i see anything. A sudden rushing sound envelopes me , then nothing .

"Grandfather,Eagle and Dreamtime"

I Drift off..and find my way to The Dreamer . I see Grandfather . He seems to say , " I'll walk with you ." There is no Moon, There is no stirring of any creature. From the distance I hear the rumble of Thunder , lightening flashes,and is gone . The further we walk , the nearer we seem to be to the pending storm .As we move toward the bend of the path ,the old one begins to chant softly. The Grey Wolf appears ahead of us ...waiting .Another flash of lightening turns deep night into day . Thunder rolls across the heavens, deep, vibrating, echoing far into the distance .
" Follow The Voice", The Old One whispers .I turn to look at him ,only to find i am alone .Again, the " Voice " breaks across the night sky rumbling on and on . Far ahead , I see someone ,as if waiting for me ...Their form seems to emanate a subdued aura of blue-white light . Lightening ,Sharp in it's brilliance illuminates the path, and i can see it is ' You " who waits for me . As i approach you , I find we are not in the wood ,but rather , at the high cliffs of the Ocean .Ahead of us ( Out there above the waters ), The lightening streaks , and dances upon the waves . The Thunder reverberates with endless , rolling fashion .

You raise your arms heavenward, and a single flash of blue lightening splits the night sky .You look to me , commanding me to walk straight ahead . Below , the waves churn, and crash against the rocks . You move forward, reaching for my hand . you insist that i walk. I hesitate, but you speak , telling me that i must do this , " Now !"
You step to my left . I look at the waters fury below . Suddenly, I step forward. Your voice whispers and seems to carry me beyond the cliffs , and I'm moving toward the place where the lightening flashes just above the waters surface .When i reach that place , I find the waters are spiraling widening outward , and I'm drawn into the spiral . I feel myself, first descending, then all sense of motion stops .
Again you whisper . Now , the spiraling begins anew, but counter- clockwise , and I'm being drawn upward, until i am high above the waters . I am moving fast . Looking downward, I see all the seasons that have ever been . I see worlds rising , and falling .The see the birth and death and rebirth of countless forms of life .I hear laughter and grieving .I stand upon the ARC of the lightening, and my voice is the thunder moving upon the winds of the heavens .I stand in awe , as the heavens seem to form an archway , thru which i pass .
Now , I see the people .They're dancing to the beat of drums .As i approach them , they smile a welcome . A young child comes to me , and gives me ...A headband of purple cloth , into which is woven an Eagles Feather .
The young child tells me to approach the elders and give the headband to them . The drums , now muffled ,seem to match my steps as i come face to face with the Old One and place the headband into his outstretched hand .
You whisper, " Close Your Eyes , Little Sister . " I do .I feel the headband as it is placed above my eyes . When i open my eyes , you stand before me , smiling your approval .
The drums are louder now , But we're again at the high cliffs . Below , the waters are calm . You touch the center of the headband , telling me , " This headband is yours from before forever . You will reclaim the power of great vision . You will travel with the Eagle . You will dance upon the Sacred Path many times .You will receive all that must be given away .You will walk upon the shore of places known and unknown .Though you were as " dead ", yet you are alive ...alive , as you have ever been , and shall always be .
as i look back into your eyes, I feel the spiraling lifting me away from you . The drums again echo . From somewhere , your voice reaches me , " Sleep , Little sister . Soon , you will again soar with the Eagles...Sleep .

Thoughts on, The Drums

Standing within the Circle of Fire , the feet move in unison with the Drums ...each step has it's own purpose , it's own message . The body reflects the vision being received and translated .
The Drums are echos of the Divine heart, the Universal Pulse . The Drums awaken the Spirit to that voice ...The Ancients collective Dream , The Universal reality .
When the Drums begin , the human spirit awakens , rises to higher levels of consciousness; for never has the human spirit forgotten it's place within ( first ),The Universal Womb , and ( secondly ), The Finite Womb .
The human spirit answers the summons , ( the Drums ); and makes answer in Dance and Song , according to what the vision offers .
Such offerings are ever-changing ....one never the same as another . There is a profound change , which occurs , when spirit first hears the drums . It moves into it's aboriginal realm, and leaves behind the present physical limitations .
LIKE A CAGED BIRD , ( SET FREE , AT LAST ,) SPIRIT SOARS ...EMBRACING IT'S FREEDOM, AND EXPERIENCES TRANSFIGURATION AT MANY LEVELS ,and ways too numerous to mention . Each time spirit claims that freedom , it increases in it's power over the physical boundaries , until one day the drums sound out the ultimate message , " Spirit " , Come home .
It must be clearly understood that the ultimate call to , " Come Home , " can mean that Spirit has become larger than the vessel in which it resides here , and so ...lives mostly in it's aboriginal realm , yet maintains viable life here . In other words , what you call Death is not always the Prerequisite for such transfiguration.
The Drums ( always ) call spirit forth ...sometimes, to participate in am immediate universal concern ; sometimes to receive healing and renewal ; sometimes , it is called for instruction .
There are those times when Spirit may become too involved in the physical realm , and requires re -,alignment and , or , balance . It needs to be made aware that it must re-enforce it's connectedness and focus at the Universal level ... Thus , the Drums sound the call , and Spirit will ALWAYS respond accordingly.
Thus , YOU ( Spirit ) may acknowledge , and be viable witness to the Truth. Go in peace , until next we meet ..

Grey Wolf and The Beads

Grandfather calls . We must walk the path .At the bend, Grey Wolf waits . I can hear the drums in the distance . In silence the three of us walk ... Our steps match the drum beat . We emerge from the woods to a clearing leading to the cliffs . I hear the cadence of drum and crashing waves below .
Grandfather takes my hand , and places it on the open hand of Grey Wolf . He chants softly, and is gone .
Grey Wolf smiles down at me . His eyes are like deep pools reflecting the soft moon light . His voice is gentle and strong . He speaks : " Though you do not remember , we often meet here to give honor and thanks to our people - Past and Present . Long ago , when you walked free of foot coverings, you would dance in sunlight, and in rain .Pointing to the upper part of his left arm , he asked , " Do you remember this band ? " It was a band of Beads...Blue , green yellow and red sewn into a strip of deer-skin. He spoke , "During one of your early winters, you made this for me . When the ice melted and i was to leave for the hunt , you made this for me . When the ice melted and i was to leave for the hunt , you followed me to the rivers edge .
I lifted you into my arms. You placed this band around my arm , and with your mothers help , you tied it securely . I saw tears in your eyes , and felt your body tremble as you hugged me . I placed you in your mothers arms, and left. This band remains as you placed it so long ago .I asked you then what the colors , ( you had chosen ) meant . You quickly explained : Blue - father Sky ; Green -The Grasses ;Yellow -Brother Moon ; Red -Sister Sun
Then you said , " Mother Ocean gives us the colors. She is pleased when we use these gifts to honor her . " Your Mother taught you well . Her knowledge was from Mother Ocean . My knowledge was of the deep woods and it's great mysteries . You were content to walk the path with me ; and , no less, to walk the waters with your mother .
He smiled , " It is time to go . I will come for you again , Little One . He placed his hand on my shoulder . Instantly, I am at the bend of the path , and Grey Wolf walks me to the clearing . I want to pat his head , but his eyes say , " No ", and then he walks back into the woods .

" Grey Wolf "

When Grey Wolf first began coming to me as a Totem and Guide,Grandfather came in Dream time and posed a question…” Can you consider the path of Grey Wolf ? What wisdom does Grey Wolf hold within his knowing eyes? Does his story align itself with our peoples journey? What of his mission? Do you think Grey Wolf dreams or has visions? Do you say ,perhaps,if only Grey Wolf could speak? I say,”Grey wolf speaks in many ways…his presence, his natural habits,his eyes,the way he moves, how he lives…his silent presence reveals his great knowledge, and profound wisdom. He is our brother, and a part of our mission.
“ the great one has made it so . Give much thought to your brother, Grey Wolf; and, when it’s time, ask him to take you with him,when he knows you are able to make the journey. Already you see Grey wolf Close by. What do you see at this moment?”
I see Grey wolf walking noiselessly at the edge of the woods ,where there is brush and slender trees enough to conceal his presence. Grey Wolf walks slowly, his ears pointed toward the area ahead. His slender , agile (and powerful) frame is almost ghost like, so well he blends with his surroundings. He walks with sure steps, keenly aware of everything near and far. Occasionally he stops and sniffs the air; and listens. He turns to face me. His eyes reflect the Moons light with bits of red sparks. He sits now…there among two Birch trees.
I feel a connection with this beautiful animal. His gaze , like his whole demeanor, is comforting, reassuring. He does not seem uncomfortable with my presence. We simply share each others presence in silence. He stands, and lowers his head briefly, turns and enters the woods.
Grandfather nods his head, and whispers, “ Grey wolf will return soon, to take you with him,for awhile . Know that as you walk with him, he will protect and nourish you. You will observe first hand the greater meaning of “mother”,because Grey Wolf and his kind are excellent examples of ,”parents”. Grey wolf is sacred gift to those who would be willing to receive. I will return soon… DancingFire.