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Sunday, April 13, 2008
Friday, April 11, 2008
Spirit Guide Revealed
Hi all my friends.
Since the blessing ceremony for C'anupa, alot of great things have happened to me. I have found the person who will be conducting my Hambleac'a ceremony. It will be in Minnesota, in June, and this person who will be performing this important ceremony also is an interpreter of dreams and visions. I met him at an Inipi ceremony that he did for our small C'unka Luta Family here, and told me the meaning of my dream as it was told to him by the spirit that has decided to guide me on this C'unka Luta Was'te.
What the dream was about is not important to all of you. Only me. But the spirit that has taken me under his wing is quite unique.
Now most people would like to have something like an Eagle, or a powerful spirit like the Buffalo, or Bear. But I have the honor of having a very humble creature as my spirit guide.
He is a Goose.
Noble, humble, monogamous, and beautiful.
Thank you Brother Goose for guiding me through this crazy life. Thank you for choosing me!
Mitakuye Oyasin!
Since the blessing ceremony for C'anupa, alot of great things have happened to me. I have found the person who will be conducting my Hambleac'a ceremony. It will be in Minnesota, in June, and this person who will be performing this important ceremony also is an interpreter of dreams and visions. I met him at an Inipi ceremony that he did for our small C'unka Luta Family here, and told me the meaning of my dream as it was told to him by the spirit that has decided to guide me on this C'unka Luta Was'te.
What the dream was about is not important to all of you. Only me. But the spirit that has taken me under his wing is quite unique.
Now most people would like to have something like an Eagle, or a powerful spirit like the Buffalo, or Bear. But I have the honor of having a very humble creature as my spirit guide.
He is a Goose.
Noble, humble, monogamous, and beautiful.
Thank you Brother Goose for guiding me through this crazy life. Thank you for choosing me!
Mitakuye Oyasin!
Friday, March 21, 2008
I Carry C'anupa
Aho! Hello all those who read this BLOG.
Last night I took the plunge. I finished making C'anupa and I brought it to the Inipi Ceremony last night. I had the honor of being the Firekeeper for the ceremony, and it was a test to say the least. The wind was howling all day, and we were considering not having the sweat. At 4:30 P.M. the wind suddenly died down enough that I thought it safe to light the fire and get the Grandfather Stones ready for the Inipi. As soon as I got it lit, 'ol Ceyote poped his trickster head up from the clouds and the wind began it's onslaught once again.
Keep in mind that whaen an Inipi fire is lit, there is no turning back, and that had a direct relationship with the entire evening.
Our Sweat Leader was suddenly out in a town 60 miles away looking over a horse that he in considering buying, and the wood for the fire was burning fast. It was like a blowtorch from the wind. At about 8:00 P.M. the people began to show up, then came the time to put the C'anupa on the sacred mound. Before I did this, there was a Sundancer from the Porcupine Reservation, who asked me if I was going to do a Blessing Ceremony for that C'anupa. I gave it a little thought and said yes. I made a tobbacco offering to the Sweat Leader and requested the ceremony. He agreed to do it.
We loaded the C'anupa and placed it on the mound, and I hauled thsoe rocks in. 65 of them. Then I went in and was the Door Keeper as well. It was a man sweat, as there were no women in attendence at this sweat. A very rare occurance. On top of it all, there was this tremendous full Moon witnessing the entire ceremony.
After the 3rd round, The Sundancer told the Sweat Leader to tell me to get the C'anupa, and bring it in.
I will not tell you what was said in that lodge, as it is Wakan, and should not be discussed outside the lodge, but I will tell you this. I was given the opportunity to put C'anupa back on the mound and not be a carrier. But this I cannot, and will not do.
I am a C'anupa Carrier.
I will not do drugs EVER AGAIN! I will not drink alcohol EVER AGAIN! I will not lie EVER AGAIN! And when I am asked to do something in a good way I will do it. I will not be a violent person in any way. I will carry that C'anupa in a Wakan manner. I will pray with that C'anupa, and let others who have the right to pray with it do so as well.
The C'anupa does not belong to me, I belong to it, and I will walk in that manner on this C'unka Luta Was'te.
I will do this for the rest of my entire life, and I will do it with humility, and respect for the White Buffalo Calf Women who gave it to the Lakota people.
I AM LAKOTA!
Mitakuye Oyasin! Aho!
Last night I took the plunge. I finished making C'anupa and I brought it to the Inipi Ceremony last night. I had the honor of being the Firekeeper for the ceremony, and it was a test to say the least. The wind was howling all day, and we were considering not having the sweat. At 4:30 P.M. the wind suddenly died down enough that I thought it safe to light the fire and get the Grandfather Stones ready for the Inipi. As soon as I got it lit, 'ol Ceyote poped his trickster head up from the clouds and the wind began it's onslaught once again.
Keep in mind that whaen an Inipi fire is lit, there is no turning back, and that had a direct relationship with the entire evening.
Our Sweat Leader was suddenly out in a town 60 miles away looking over a horse that he in considering buying, and the wood for the fire was burning fast. It was like a blowtorch from the wind. At about 8:00 P.M. the people began to show up, then came the time to put the C'anupa on the sacred mound. Before I did this, there was a Sundancer from the Porcupine Reservation, who asked me if I was going to do a Blessing Ceremony for that C'anupa. I gave it a little thought and said yes. I made a tobbacco offering to the Sweat Leader and requested the ceremony. He agreed to do it.
We loaded the C'anupa and placed it on the mound, and I hauled thsoe rocks in. 65 of them. Then I went in and was the Door Keeper as well. It was a man sweat, as there were no women in attendence at this sweat. A very rare occurance. On top of it all, there was this tremendous full Moon witnessing the entire ceremony.
After the 3rd round, The Sundancer told the Sweat Leader to tell me to get the C'anupa, and bring it in.
I will not tell you what was said in that lodge, as it is Wakan, and should not be discussed outside the lodge, but I will tell you this. I was given the opportunity to put C'anupa back on the mound and not be a carrier. But this I cannot, and will not do.
I am a C'anupa Carrier.
I will not do drugs EVER AGAIN! I will not drink alcohol EVER AGAIN! I will not lie EVER AGAIN! And when I am asked to do something in a good way I will do it. I will not be a violent person in any way. I will carry that C'anupa in a Wakan manner. I will pray with that C'anupa, and let others who have the right to pray with it do so as well.
The C'anupa does not belong to me, I belong to it, and I will walk in that manner on this C'unka Luta Was'te.
I will do this for the rest of my entire life, and I will do it with humility, and respect for the White Buffalo Calf Women who gave it to the Lakota people.
I AM LAKOTA!
Mitakuye Oyasin! Aho!
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
A RED MOON!
And here is what I must do at this point in my journey.The White Moon became Red, and so shall I!
I will be having a ceremony to be adopted into the Lakota Sioux Nation very soon. In order for me to practice this Red Road, I will not be seen as a "wannabe". I shall become. I did not choose my ancestry, my ancestry chose me. The only place I have not found hypocracy in spiritual belief is this Red Road. If I am to go cry for my vision from the Creator, Tunkasila, I must become closer to the people who are trusted in keeping it sacred. The White Buffalo Calf Woman came to these humble people, and presented them with The Sacred Calf Pipe hundreds of years ago, before the Whiteman came to conquer this beautiful land and it's peoples. By my becomming Lakota I will prove by my actions that my white race does not always follow the Black Road, but understands and accepts this closeness to the Creator. I hope to be an example to my people, of how it should be done, this worship, in a good way.
Mitakuye Oyasin!
Photo courtesy: AP
Sunday, February 3, 2008
Searching For A Vision
In all the wonderment of this world there is one special thing I keep going back to. Or should I say, keeps comming back to me. It is called Hemblecha. In the world of the "New Agers" it is called a Vision Quest.
I have walked on a Red Road for quite some time now, and regularly attend an Inipi Ceremony. It is a purification ceremony that the native peoples of this continent practice.
In June I will go to a special Inipi Ceremony and then immediatly be taken to a secluded place on a hill, where I will sit in one place and pray to the Creator for 4 days. No food or water during that time. Just me and the universe. I will pray to recieve a vision of what it is I am supposed to do in this world.
That is a very strange thing as I am 44 years of age now, and will be 45 when I go up on the hill. Native Americans go when they are young, and do it every year for the rest of their life, or until they recieve their vision from Tunkashila. (The Creator)
There are certain people I will ask to help me by keeping a fire while I am there. There must be a fire kept during this time of prayer. I have already asked the people I have selected to be there for this work. I will only ask once, and then put my trust in Tunkashile to guide them to this work. It must be in the heart of the ones asked. I think it will become apparent to those selected of the importance of this act of kindness.
I post this Blog now as a cronicle of this journey I am embarking on.
Mitakuye Oyasin! (All My Relations)
I have walked on a Red Road for quite some time now, and regularly attend an Inipi Ceremony. It is a purification ceremony that the native peoples of this continent practice.
In June I will go to a special Inipi Ceremony and then immediatly be taken to a secluded place on a hill, where I will sit in one place and pray to the Creator for 4 days. No food or water during that time. Just me and the universe. I will pray to recieve a vision of what it is I am supposed to do in this world.
That is a very strange thing as I am 44 years of age now, and will be 45 when I go up on the hill. Native Americans go when they are young, and do it every year for the rest of their life, or until they recieve their vision from Tunkashila. (The Creator)
There are certain people I will ask to help me by keeping a fire while I am there. There must be a fire kept during this time of prayer. I have already asked the people I have selected to be there for this work. I will only ask once, and then put my trust in Tunkashile to guide them to this work. It must be in the heart of the ones asked. I think it will become apparent to those selected of the importance of this act of kindness.
I post this Blog now as a cronicle of this journey I am embarking on.
Mitakuye Oyasin! (All My Relations)
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
Living up to giving thanks and to those it is meant for
Well this is my 44th year of this thing called Thanksgiving. When I go back as far as I can in my memory I find it a time when I got to see all my ancestors at one point or another from Thanksgiving to Christmas.
Irish-French on Mom's side, and Swedish-Germanic on the other. And for some strange reason, the only one besides mom still kickin, is my grandmothers sister, Dorothy. Ever since I can remember, she was the one my minds eye said would out live all, and she has. She was the rock when my dad took the journey. She taught me manners. Thank you. Olive Juice, Dorothy!
Mom...What can I say? Thank you for giving me the path into the world. I do what I can, and will someday give you that mark on the world that you like to see one of us make. I do that only for you. Thank you.
Boy's! If, & when you lay your peep's on this one, remember...I see this world for what it is, and she ain't bad looking. My goal is to make her understand that on a personal level. Imagine. Communicating with the Earth. That is what you 2 have given me. Those thoughts. Thank You!
All of you out there in "The Biz"...I thank you for tolerating me. I know that there is no box I can think outside of, it's more like a plastic bag. I let all of you know what it is and isn't I am thinking. I still follow my herding instincts I developed from generations gone by, and very long ago. Some of you ground me in the history of this dimension, and keep me fluid in knowledge of things that are past. Those are the one's I am drawn to.
Berto, CRC & EARSXXI, Dugsy Do Write, AWNB, Catherine, Alan T., Bella Dona, Phil R., Yanqui, Gene Day, Charlee S., Shabaaz. THANK YOU!
And of course I will not leave out my spiritual development and instructors. These are the ones who showed me that path to speak to the Earth. The one true creature that can save us. For showing me a medicine path, I say WOPILA! WOPILA to Kaya, Grizzly, Roger Fire Man, Slick, Sompnono, Little Bear & all his family, David Swallow and all his Sun Dancers, All those who are still practicing a way that is in balance with the Earth. Thank you.
And for all the living things in the Universe, I say thank you to you things for what you do for all of the other creations in this vast Universe. Thank you for all the elements! The things that make our water and air. Thank you!
And there! I gave my thanks!
Ciao for now, Barn
Irish-French on Mom's side, and Swedish-Germanic on the other. And for some strange reason, the only one besides mom still kickin, is my grandmothers sister, Dorothy. Ever since I can remember, she was the one my minds eye said would out live all, and she has. She was the rock when my dad took the journey. She taught me manners. Thank you. Olive Juice, Dorothy!
Mom...What can I say? Thank you for giving me the path into the world. I do what I can, and will someday give you that mark on the world that you like to see one of us make. I do that only for you. Thank you.
Boy's! If, & when you lay your peep's on this one, remember...I see this world for what it is, and she ain't bad looking. My goal is to make her understand that on a personal level. Imagine. Communicating with the Earth. That is what you 2 have given me. Those thoughts. Thank You!
All of you out there in "The Biz"...I thank you for tolerating me. I know that there is no box I can think outside of, it's more like a plastic bag. I let all of you know what it is and isn't I am thinking. I still follow my herding instincts I developed from generations gone by, and very long ago. Some of you ground me in the history of this dimension, and keep me fluid in knowledge of things that are past. Those are the one's I am drawn to.
Berto, CRC & EARSXXI, Dugsy Do Write, AWNB, Catherine, Alan T., Bella Dona, Phil R., Yanqui, Gene Day, Charlee S., Shabaaz. THANK YOU!
And of course I will not leave out my spiritual development and instructors. These are the ones who showed me that path to speak to the Earth. The one true creature that can save us. For showing me a medicine path, I say WOPILA! WOPILA to Kaya, Grizzly, Roger Fire Man, Slick, Sompnono, Little Bear & all his family, David Swallow and all his Sun Dancers, All those who are still practicing a way that is in balance with the Earth. Thank you.
And for all the living things in the Universe, I say thank you to you things for what you do for all of the other creations in this vast Universe. Thank you for all the elements! The things that make our water and air. Thank you!
And there! I gave my thanks!
Ciao for now, Barn
Friday, November 2, 2007
We must all think as individuals
Here is something to give an individual and applied amount of thought, and more importantly, action to.Is our world and planet a living thing? An organisim in the vast ocean if the universe?
Something that we as individuals must feel, and communicate with? Treating her with the respect that a child would give it's mother?
Her soil gives us plants, and Her body creates the atmosphere. Kinda looking like we as inhabitants of such an awsome creature, should re-think our priorities and goals in life, so as to be in harmony with Her.
Ciao for now, Barn
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