The Children's Story
On Sat November 13, 2004 a purification lodge in Morongo Valley was prepared for a 12 year old Apache warrior boy. It started with an earthquake in Big Bear. There were 13 children who journeyed into the womb of Earth Mother along with him. The fire was tended by a child and the born and ancient ones received their heart song. It was a children's lodge.
The child elders sat with a passion to purify. Mother help us they prayed. We need a place to grow without prejudices. It is hard to play. Our parents are very stressed and I can’t breathe the air. We do not need medication. We need help from supernatural powers.
The Big Bear rose from the grove of pine trees to listen. I am awake I have heard your prayers. I am as the below and as the above the big dipper, Ursa Major. I am the guardian of the seven sisters. Big Bear said, "You must come to me to open heaven's gate."
With that said the adults went scrambling and phoning each other to make sure the earth bear ship had the crystals in place for the sunrise ceremony on November 15. The 8 infinity wheels fired up with radiance not of this world but in the world. The love songs penetrated into mother earth like the hands of a gentle midwife singing.
Up at the Big Bear medicine wheel just before Grandfather Sun would break free from the night time, when all is still before you’ve had your coffee, everywhere in the silence there came a stirring. Songs were waiting in the ethers to be awakened and they were sent through the voices of many natives gathered on hallowed ground. The dancers held their drums and went into ecstasy. It was a birthing.
The gateway revealed held steadfast by the bear is Polaris, True North, it is the hub of heaven breathing open. There appeared in the sky 7 blue star Kachinas. We honor you ghost dancers, your song has traveled deep into our mother. We honor you ghost dancers. The songs shared was a great healing, a mending of an ancient law set by we sisters.
This is what I heard. We have been crying for your return. You set a pathway with your prayers in the dark nights of your soul and we have wove them with your memories into frequencies channeled in golden currencies to form a grid matrix that you will remember with love all is possible. They appeared at once in 7 centers on the earth for all the children wait at each and every one of them. You must be as a child to see the kingdom of heaven.
Many gentle hands in song and prayer lifted Mother Earth out of the distress of everyone’s worry about her. “There is no lack of rumors that I am in peril becoming a poisoned waste land she said.” The seven sister’s attendant’s hummed music only heard by the heavenly heart of the spheres and leaned inward in perfect synchronic alignment. The music spun a rainbow glowing birthing net with all of us inside. You were there. You are there and now heaven is upon Earth. Look with shining eyes at new beginnings.
All the bears, the bear clan, the bear grandmothers and bear grandfathers, the bear cubs looked at each other and rolled on their backs on the mother. Winter is coming; the stars are winking the smell of honey in the air. Will you remember this birthday when we stood gallantly warriors in the mystery trusting there is grace? In the beginning there were women who traveled from deep within their wombs. They brought the spiral double woven stairway, whole and perfect that is what you are made of Mother said. We are starlight we are golden you’ve heard the song. Now we are in the garden. Learn to cultivate.
The children sat long listening to the rocks whose steam found the passages into which to breathe deeply and they were nourished. The door to the lodge flew open and the song of the birds was sweet raising the sun on its journey across the sky. We will feed the earth with a fire in our hearts they said. We will feed the earth. The lone boy in the womb of Earth Mother was left behind to seek a vision. There was a lot to think about. I’m use to not saying anything out loud but I am also use to distractions. He sat by himself for 8 hours until his parents came for him. His mother with very long white hair crawled inside and sat by the fire pit while his father who also had long white hair but not as long as his woman mate had carried more rocks for the final prayers of gratitude to complete his vision. It was up to him now. No longer just a lad but a warrior boy in training, he stepped out of the lodge with vision on his body like a gentle rain from the heaven.
Carol Perez Petersen November 16, 2004 www.stargrail.net Earth shake n quake
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