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Releasing… Shared Thoughts and Prayer from bear Medicinewalker

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~ Mother Teresa said…

Joy is prayer.
Joy is strength.
Joy is love.
Joy is a net of love by which you can catch souls.

So over the past few weeks I have had many people speak with me about things from their past. Upon closer examination with them, they soon discovered it was holding them in a pattern like a plane unable to land or take off from an airport. Continually circling issues but never resolving them.

We all do it at one time or another. Whether it is a habit we have that isn’t healthy, people in our lives that are not good for us or perhaps that have gone in a different direction than we are heading. Sometimes it is about loss, loss of a way of life, a material thing, or a loss that even goes deeper, that of a loved one that has passed…

Whatever it is…we need to release the anger, the guilt, the pain of it … the negativity of it so we can continue to grow, to move ahead to the things and the people in front of us. I am not saying we forget the past… just that we let it stay where it needs to, in the past. For we can not change it, or alter the events, the actions…we can only remember them and learn from them… walk ahead in honor of those that have left us on the earthy walk, for they are living the next part of their journeys and only wish for us to be happy on ours.

Anger… I have felt anger, anger at why it wasn’t me instead, anger at people, loved ones for leaving me behind… and that is normal to have those emotions, it simply will reach a point however that if we choose to walk this way sometimes without us even realizing the anger takes over and it becomes a way of life for us. And that is not healthy…not productive.

So the first thing we must recognize is the negatives that we need to release, and once we do it is about that release… but one step at a time… so lets take some time to think about what may not be serving us anymore… what may need to change in how we view it…how it affects our lives…

Okay so we are at a point of trying to admit to ourselves our humanness…our pain…guilt… sadness… anger… or whatever it is we need to let go of, we have gotten so use to the feelings, the emotions. Or perhaps the people, things, or actions in our lives that some days it seems more comfortable to hang on to it all than to let go and take a chance we will feel lost with out it/them. Think of it as an old coat we have outgrown, and needs to be given away…cause in a sense we are going to give it away to the universe…to be regenerated into positive energies for not only ourselves, but to those around us….so lets begin the process and get ready to shed the tears, the emotions, to enter into a new positive space…

Lets take a moment to stand together and raise our intentions to our consciousness and voice by sending healing energies and prayer up this day…

I call to the sacred winds…to carry my words
To the Grandmothers and Grandfathers of the North, the south, the east, the west, Above …below and within…

I call to the sacred winds to carry my words to the Winged ones…the Four Leggeds…the Plant People…the Crystal Keepers, the Thunder Beings, the Angelic Realm…Mother Mary and Magdalene…my Brother Christ and all the nations that love us.

I thank you for all the many blessings that you have shared with us today and beyond and I ask that you hear our prayers whether spoken our held silently within our hearts.

Today I ask that you hear our prayers as we stand humbly before you, small and human.
Help us to remember we are all but a tiny part of a great universe, that we are all connected as one…

Bring us the strength we need to walk our paths without ego or judgment…
Allow our hearts to hear what our ears are missing
Teach us how to allow forgiveness for others and ourselves
Fill our being with the unconditional love that you so freely offer all.
I call that we be reminded we are all no better than or less than one another.

Guide us through our days, to help us with our humanness…that we learn to reconnect with others in a gentle and positive way. Offering smiles when they are needed without thought, shoulders or ears to help ease another…and words that will uplift or soothe.

Keep our children safe and strong in this troubled world… I ask that on this day and days to come…guidance is shared with our children to help them as they walk their paths. Help open their eyes so they can learn and see the right way of things, teach them to respect all life no matter how small, open their ears and minds so that they may understand things that are being taught to them in a good and gentle manner…open their hearts so that when the harshness of the world falls at their feet, they can cope and handle it with compassion and understanding.

I ask that today and the days ahead we begin to recognize and release the things in our lives that no longer serve us in positive ways. Help us to realign them in a way that we can honor the imprint that was left on our souls, assist us to release the old energy to be renewed into a more positive place and mindset. For those of us that grieve, help us to release the despair, anger, sadness and fill it with joy and honor for the good things we shared, knowing that the journey only changes when we walk from this plane.
I thank all those who have walked with us and answer our calls…this day and in days to come…and honor you …AHO

So my wish for you today is for you all is that you are able to recognize this process, begin it and move forward with it each day… and after things are released that you allow joy and happiness back into your hearts. That forgiveness is shared with not only others…but forgiveness for yourselves. For each of us can not change the past, but only learn and grow from it…and please let that growth be more positive…allow the light in…do not hide in the shadows for you are all unique and amazing individuals that have so much to share with us all….

I send you all peace…today… and may the love that is in my heart reach and find you all and fill your life with blessings.

Migwetch’
bear Medicinewalker

 

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Cherokee Legend of the Cedar Trees as shared by bear Medicinewalker

legend of the cedar

 

A long time ago when the Cherokee People were new upon the Earth, they decided that life would be much better if night time did not exist. They prayed and offered smoke to the Ouga (Creator) that daylight would stay all the time and darkens would no longer exist. Creator heard their voices and agreed to release Grandmother Moon and her blanket of nighttime from its task. Father Sun rose and stayed focused shedding light in the sky from that point on.

Soon, the forests grew and were thick with heavy growth. It became difficult to walk and to find the pathways from village to village, home to home. The people worked in the gardens hours at a time trying to keep the weeds pulled so they would not over grow and smother the corn and other food plants. It became extremely hot never letting up from day to day. Soon it became very difficult to sleep which caused the people to become restless, short tempered and to begin arguing over small and insignificant things.

Not many days had passed before the People came to realize that they had made a mistake. They began to pray to the Creator. “Please, we have made a mistake in asking for continuous sunlight. Now we think that perhaps it should be night all the time.”

The Creator pondered on what had been asked and thought about how all things had been created in two’s to keep the balance… day and night, life and death, good and evil, times of plenty and those times of famine. However Creator loved the people and decided to give them once again what they asked for. He asked Father Sun to rest and Grandmother Moon to return.

So from that point daytime ceased and nighttimes blanket fell upon the Earth. Soon, the crops stopped growing and it became very cold. The people spent their time gathering wood for the fires trying to stay warm. They could not see to hunt meat and with no crops growing soon people were cold, weak, and very hungry, and many of died.

Once again they gathered and prayed to the Creator. “Help us Creator, we have made a terrible mistake. What you once created was perfect and as it should be, from the beginning. Please forgive us and make the day and night as it was before.”

Once again the Creator listened to the request of the people and soon day and the night became, as the people had asked, as it had been in the beginning. Each day was divided between light and darkness. The weather became more pleasant, and the crops began to grow again. Game was plentiful and the hunting was good. The people had plenty of food and there was little illness. Once again the people treated each other with compassion and respect. It was good to be alive.

The people gathered, thanking Creator for their lives and for all that was Sacred.

Creator accepted the gratitude, however, during the time of the long days of night, many of the people had died, and the Creator wanted the people to have a reminder of this time and the people that were lost. So Creator placed their Spirits in a newly created tree. And named the tree a-tsi-na tlu-gv {ah-see-na loo-guh} or Cedar tree.

So when you smell the aroma of the Cedars or gaze upon them as they stand strong among the forests, remember you are looking upon our Ancestors, and offer them thanks and tobacco.

It is the belief to this day that the wood of the great Cedar tree holds the Spirits of the Ancestors. Many carry a small piece of cedar wood in their medicine bags worn around the neck. It is also placed above the entrances to the house to protect against the entry of evil spirits, even some of our traditional drums are made from the Great Cedars…the Spirits of our Ancestors.

Blessings

bear Medicinewalker

 

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Spiritlands as shared by bear Medicinewalker

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Many lifetimes ago lived a young warrior whose bride died on the eve of their wedding ceremony. Her death
left a deep hole in this great warrior and the young man inconsolable. He was unable to eat or sleep. He
didn’t want to hunt pr participate with the tribe. You could find him simply sitting at the grave of his bride,

On a particular day he overheard some elders speaking about the path to
the spirit world. He carefully listened and memorized the directions to
the most minute detail. He had heard that the spirit world was far to
the south, so immediately he headed out on his journey. Several weeks
passed and he still saw no change to the earths ground to indicate that
the spirit world was near.

Finally he walked from the edge of the forest and saw the most beautiful plain he had ever seen. In the
distance was a small structure where an ancient Shaman lived who was a gate keeper to the realms. The
Warrior approached the Shaman asking for directions. The old Shaman knew exactly who this young warrior
was and whom he sought. He knew that his bride had passed by only a day
before, and in order to follow her, the Warrior would have to leave his
body behind and walk forward in his spirit form. The spirit world itself
could only be reached by crossing a large lake by canoes waiting on
this shore. However, the old Shaman warned him not to speak to his bride
until they were both safely on the island of the spirits.

Soon the Shaman recited some ancient chants and the Warrior felt his spirit leave his earthly form. Now
walking in spirit form, sitting along the shore sat a birch bark canoe that waited for their passage. Not a
stone’s throw away was his bride, entering her own canoe. As he made his
way across the water and looked at her, he saw that she duplicated his
every stroke. Why didn’t they travel together? And the Shaman’s voice
could be heard echoing across the waters, “A soul can only enter the
spirit world alone and be judged upon on their own life’s choices.”

Midway through the journey, a great storm rose on the great lake. It tossed and churned in a way the young
Warrior had never seen. Some of the spirits in canoes could be seen being swept away by the storm. There
lives proving them to be unworthy of the Spirit Land. Since both the young Warrior and his bride were good
people, they made it through the storms violence easily and soon the water calmed and rested and looked like
glass beneath a brightly lit sky.

The Spirit Land is a beautiful place where it is always blooming with vibrant colored flowers and cloudless
skies, never too warm or too cold. The young Warrior reached out to his bride on the shore gently taking her
hand in his. They had not walked ten steps together when Creator quietly spoke to them. He told them that
the young Warrior must return as he came, for it was not his time to be at the Spirit Lands yet. He was
instructed to carefully trace his steps back to his body, step back into it and then return homelands. He
listened to Creator’s words walking back towards his home. He did so joyfully and in his lifetime became a
great chief, holding in his heart that he would see his bride once again and they would reunite in the Spirit
Lands when time was to be.

 

Mitakye O’yasin

bear Medicinewalker

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The Haunted Ûñ’tiguhï – the Haunted Whirlpools as told by bear Medicinewalker

haunted whirlpools

 

At the mouth of Suck creek, on the Tennessee, about 8 miles below Chattanooga, is a series of dangerous whirlpools which is the reason it is known as “The Suck,” and noted among the Cherokee as the place where a gambler or Ûñtsaiyï’, lived many moons ago.

The Pools are called “Pot-in-the-water,” or Ûñ’tiguhï’ in Cherokee, for their surging, rolling waters suggest a boiling pot on a fire. It is said that long ago, the whirlpools moved and changed, so that the canoes attempting to pass the spot used stay close to the banks, having to keep watchful of the waters and the possible eruptions, slowing as the water would swirl savagely, pausing until they would once again quiet before attempting to travel the waterway.

On a particular day two men traveling the river in a canoe, as they neared the place of swirling waters rapidly approaching ahead of them. They pulled up to the side banks to wait until it once again calmed. Yet instead they were pulled into the whirlpool as it grew in wider and wider circles, until they were drawn into the strong pull of the vortex.

Tossing them from the canoe they were carried down under the water, where one of the men was grabbed by a great fish and was never seen again. The other was spun around and round and pulled down to the very bottom of the rushing whirlpool, when another circle grabbed at him and pushing outward and upward until he surfaced and floated out into the shallow water, and he slowly made his way to shore.

Afterword he spoke of what had happened to him, he said that when he was forced into the center of the water underneath the surface, it opened below him and he saw through the roof beams of a house. At the bottom of the river was a large group of people. They all looked up and called to him to join them, but as they reached up to pull him into the house, the fast current caught him and took him out of their reach.

It is said that these Spirits are that of our Ancestors who met with tragic ends as they attempted to guard our lands, still reside there today keeping watch over all those that try to steal the lands and cause others harm. So don’t venture too close to the waters edge or you might fall fate and get pulled to the depths of the Ûñ’tiguhï’…and become part of the family that resides there.

~ bear Medicinewalker

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It’s called Life!

It’s called Life!

Because I am not with you every second of the day…does not mean you are not in my heart always… because I remain silent doesn’t not mean I do not understand…because I walk my path does not mean I will not share it with you, or be happy to walk with you on yours…

I will always walk with you and assist… But I can not walk for you…

I will always take care of you…but sometimes I am the one that needs care.

I would do all for you…but that too requires balance and sometimes it means others need to put efforts into that sacred balance … My thought is that we are strong enough to compliment each other and yet strengthen and help balance each others weaknesses…so they no longer are weakness.

That is the Journey… that is why we are all here…it is called Life

Blessings …Mitakuye O’yasin
~ bear

bearmedicinewalker2014

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Robin Willams, a Gift to Us All

Robin Willams...a Gift to Us All

Reality, What a Concept!

This morning when I crawled from bed, the first thought I had in my mind was sorrow, sorrow at the loss of Robin Williams. I guess I am a little confounded at the fact he is been with my thoughts all week. Yet considering he has been part of our lives for so long, I realize now how far he crept into my heart.

When I got onto the computer this morning however I saw a clip of Jimmy Fallon, the Tonight Show paying tribute to Robin. I sat and sobbed, not so much for the fact that he was gone… rather for the fact that a human being such as Robin could feel that empty…that lost…that alone, and still have given so much of himself to the world simply to make us laugh and smile, to help us forget the pain of every day life.

To me his mind was not of this time, never has been and yet it attempted for a long while to slow down and adapt to the now, containing so much knowledge, just as his heart felt so much emotion. That kind of intelligence was priceless but takes a special kind of person to carry it, and he was that kind of person.

I did not know him personally, but no matter who we are Robin Williams managed to reach deep within our souls as if we were the only person he was there for. So this tragic day also hit home with me because 25 years ago my sister passed from cancer. Perhaps that is why the day and the event is so sharp for me, I am unsure. I know that they are on the next part of the journey, and I have this picture in my head of Robin standing in front of god with his hands held together in front of him and that quirky look he would get, saying, “Hey Big Guy… did you hear the one about the Rabbi and the Nun…?

I love you Robin Williams and I hope you have the peace and laughter in your heart that you gave to so many while you walked the Human. I will continue to hold your family and friends in my prayers and perhaps one day I will meet you on the other side but for now… stay well Sweet Prince.

Many Blessings to all,

~ bear Medicinewalker

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bear Medicinewalker “A Simple Fishing Trip to Reconnect…”

A Simple Fishing Trip to Reconnect...

Sometimes…life is about the everyday things that happen to us…and we only realize that when we stop and take a moment to breathe it all in…

With the cool air of the Fall Winds knocking on our doors, I decided to head to the river to reconnect and ground with Creator and All that is Sacred. Needing some human solitude and taking the time to watch the hawks and eagles play on the air currents above me as I fished below them on the Ausable River.

Tossing my fishing poles and tackle into the back of the truck, I started the engine. Now mind you it is running, but sounds like a stock car at a NASCAR race, so sneaking off or in anywhere is not an easy thing to accomplish by any means, but to the river I headed determined to get even closer to life in a simple way.

Arriving at the river out at one of the dams, all one has to do is take a deep breath in to understand what I mean about the reconnection to All that is Sacred. The smell is fresh, it is water, it is air, it is the grandmother and grandfather trees that tower over the rivers edge from long ago, it is the sweetgrass along the edges of those very trees and water, it is the warmth of the sun on your face that sets all your nerve endings tingling and yelling how good it is to be alive.

Grabbing the gear I set out to the rivers edge only to realize today I was not to be alone. There was two older gentlemen fishing at one end of the dock and at the boat launch a short distance away was a gal with her boyfriend that were around the same age as I am. They all looked up as I walked into the shared area and I nodded and waved in acknowledgement. I had hopes for a quiet morning so I set about fiddling with my fishing poles. However Creator had other things in mind.

Not five minutes after I put my line into the water, one of the older gentlemen decided to walk over to where I was. I looked up and smiled, but said nothing. Soon he was telling me about his friend that he was with, his best friend in life. They had been friends since they were both 7 years old and had lived through everything life had to throw at them all these years. “More like brothers,” he said to me, “been coming up this way for over 70 years just to reset our clocks.” He then reached in his pocket and pulled out his new dang gummed new fangled phone (which I totally share his sentiments at some of the technology out there) to show me some of his photos of his friends and family as they have fished this year and what they had all caught. Quickly reminding me it is all in the angle you take the picture to make the fish look bigger.

They left gathering their things shortly after that, but before going up the path toward their truck, they wished me a good day looking at each other with a big grin and saying how important it was for them to be here and reconnect with nature, to take time to remember what is important in life. After they left I settled back in to being in my own little world… which lasted all of three seconds.

“Omg, I got one… I got one…” the woman just a short distance away yelled, “I need help getting the hook out.” Her boyfriend down a little further yelled back at her saying his pliers were in the truck. I grabbed my hemostats and walked over and handed them to her. She thanked me and I once again went about my business. Next thing I know her boyfriend walks over and starts talking all things fishing and hunting with me. He is a big burly gentle guy…with a quick smile and a big heart. His girlfriend was laughing and told me she hadn’t been fishing in years. They were having fun… catching sunfish and some bass but hey had to leave to head back down state. They said how they didn’t want to leave the area to go back to work and life, how refreshing it was to just be in that moment with nature. Not long after, they to head out thanking me, for what I am not sure, but waving as they headed out. Being invisible for a bear is sometimes hard thing to do, but that is okay for everything for a reason. So I was then left to my own human devices to fish and soak in all that is around me for the next few hours.

A storm was heading in, I could both smell and feel it so I packed up to head back to my little lake. As I started the truck I was thinking to myself that it would be so great to be able to just step through time to younger years that I spent here in the woods at the river, listening to Billy Joel, rod Stewart, Aretha some Motown and oh yes a little Doobie Brothers on the truck radio. So I turned the radio on, and low and behold I got just that… not sure how that worked but apparently we have a request line directly to those that are in the know.

So I stepped through time with a little help from above and drove the short 15 miles back to my home. Watching out the windows everything seemed brighter more colorful, the wildflowers on the side of the road were gently rocking in the breeze to the music as if saying all is good bear all is good. As I took a turn I could smell the sweetgrass, the incoming rain and the cedar trees as they waved as I drove by. Childhood memories, people who have walked through my life, events of my life all played as a movie in my minds thoughts. Reconnecting me the entire time to what is important.

Arriving back at the house the rain began to fall…I looked back up at the sky and thanked the Creator for all that is Sacred, for the stories that were shared with me that day and for guiding me to taking the time to remember.

So my wish for you all, is to take time from your busy lives to reconnect with life, each other and to All that is Sacred. For it is what is truly important.

Blessings,

bear Medicinewalker

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