Genealogy   Grandfather

 Cherokee Blood   All my life I had been told my Grandpa Hunt was Blackfoot/Cherokee.  I didn’t even know what that meant. .  My brother did our genealogy.  We followed our Grandpa’s blood line from New York to Ohio to Oklahoma. . .  This page is dedicated to Tami Spirit Bird, the one who brought me home to my Cherokee Blood. 

Genealogy  Grandmother 

  it's her. It's the one I've been in search of, the one who came to guide me in this life. She is my mother, and it is her walk, her footsteps so sacred upon this Earth that I remember every time I hold the Indian heart sacred next to mine.  Little child was I, girl with vision, walking behind her, watching her steps so sacred upon the Earth, footsteps so sacred that rainbows danced to feel her touch upon the Earth.  She is why it had to be 13 generations to get back to her.  She was the mother who was holding the child, who was the Grandmother.  It was my mother holding me.  And I was the child she was holding.  More.....

Kaa-cheeeeeeeee-nahhh

When the vision first came to me, I had no idea I was even experiencing a vision.  Everything was so real.  One second I was staring with wonders eyes into the face of a flower, the next second I found myself to staring into the face of an extraordinarily beautiful woman.  She was a full-blooded Indian wearing a beautiful white buckskin sleeveless dress that hugged her body as if she and the animal were one.  There was fringe hemming the skirt and her feet were bare.  More...

DEDICATED TO FATHER SKY AND MOTHER EARTH

The Earth speaks:  "Matriarchal seems more natural in the fact that we dance upon her body
and patriarchal felt so far away that as the suns rays can sometimes feel harsh
it misinterprets who we are as we pass through this time and dimension where our bodies appear to be separate identities.
I have never stopped feeling his love since we have been on this journey.
My circle dances around him.
and he holds my circle to dance around him
We are One.
I rejoice every second of every moment
for there is no place ever here in this dimension
where his love rays are not coming over my horizon
and the combination of our energies
refract out in the sunrise and sunset you see. We are One"    More...

River Ouachita loves Misty Mountain love song

As I made this journey of discovery, my Misty Mountain love Gentle Rolling Thunder River Song, there was a man whose heart cried out to me for help.  And I did the only thing I could think to do, as far as medicine goes, I took from what was happening then and shared my Misty Mountain love Gentle Rolling Thunder River love song.

By this time I had already passed through the part where momma explained to me that a dream I had in 2003 was a dream from before I was in the world of solid.  She told me that before the time of the dream I was a Misty Mountain in spirit who loved listening to the Thunder Beings.  More...

Pictures, Earthen Spirits n More~Index

Unicorn Song

This story begins before it begins.. One day I was sitting next the sacred fire circle when Gypsy Rose came passing through and sat beside me for a while. Through time and distance, and unfamiliar paths, there are many times she passes through to rest for a moment next to my fire, catch up on memories, so we can remember  where we knew each other from before. This time she asked 'where specifically I was looking when I saw the visions'.. After that she just packed up and left and I was still sitting there reflecting on the place where I look to see the visions when I realized I was staring into some very magical dust. More...

Dance of Calendars

On the dance of calendar's, this is what momma tells me, and this is the way I walk with it.  She say all across her body, plants and trees, everything that lives and breathes, all of them have their own calendar, begin at activation point and ends at point just before the firing of new activation (new years growth)  More...

Thunderstruck

is Wakina Love, a Thunder Song  (Rain Kissed)

Hothooka Caunotka “Sign Of Purification”

 prophecies  about us, the Family of Light

Grid work,

 the collective consciousness of various groups, what I saw as a child, teen, and how it relates to Lightworkers today.

Thirteen Indigenous Grandmothers go to Rome

In a time from long ago, when many now have forgotten the history that brought the Indian Nations to their knees, the men in robes came with their army bought and made a public decree that Indians were less than human.  They traveled all across the Earths body, to many Sacred Nations and unable to see we are all equal and a part of the Mother Father song with a decree that this had to be an entirely Christian world, and in the name of our Heavenly Father they cut across our universe with such a dimensional tear that many are the Indigenous Tribes still trying to heal from the wounds of watching their families massacred.  So this our prayer, to heal this Tear.. for all who were declared unequal, and less then human.

2008

Indian Medicine, following the call of the Bear...  In Bear medicine, each year the Bear goes into the cave to assimilate the growth of the previous year.....   In the Spring we re-emerge renewed and ready to meet new challenges.... More