This is the Hawk, that greeted the 1,000 Hummingbird All Nations Rebirthing Of Womens Power Gathering planners, Johanna and Corrina, when they went to the ancient village site, to meet with our native sisters. This ancient one made sure we understood it was by permission and authorization of the ancient hearts of that place, that we were invited to paticipate....
This new to our era process of joining native women with all nations of women, for the purpose of calling in our own rebirthing as a powerful force of wholeness and loving unity, has been dreamed of by many, and accomplished only in our hearts until this day.
The women of this circle...Spirit Healers called together by fate, and representing multiple nations of mostly indigenous or native ancestral ceremony practitioners, are now preparing our most amazing meal ever: a gathering to launch healing for women and children WORLD WIDE...like the stone in a pool on a full moon night...the sparkling ripples have already begun to call us forth.
From the most powerful showing of healing fire, within the depths of our lodges...we have been tasting the reality of profound spontaneous healings. WE have RE-MEMBERED ourselves as HOLY and are PREPARING to begin this most sacred march of WOMEN into our lives as empowered healers of world culture.
These words may sound lofty, yet we have been shown by the ancestors, when the dark is darkest...this, is when the light of LOVE shines most brightly...
In service of this understanding, we seek to host the light of loving and healing, by hosting for the women of our nation, and world...the seed ceremony for the One Thousand Hummingbird All Nations Womens Rebirthing Gathering to be held for four years running, (2009-2012) as a preparation for council networks that will connect women around the globe to other women of healing sources and resources.
Om Nama SHivaya
Oh Mitakuay Oyasin
Oh Mateo
Praise be to the consciousness of LOVE!
A Time For Love
History shows our darkest hours
When we’re allowed to learn
And Love can show the brightest day
When hearts allow the yearn
A new dawn rising won’t erase
the years spent learning hate
To kill the ones who “cause it all”
And blame, it has no mate
And whose to blame for religion’s bind
That rips families apart
The thinking of a human when
The sacred looses heart
Where once a shading ancient grove
Stood showing natures love
We now have parking lots and stores
Where greed and hunger shoves
How to address the Christian right
Or Muslims who know more
The black clad haters of our flag
Whose love, a woman holds
The womb of creativity
Is a playground for our Lord
With words not carelessly said aloud
But more, some time for now
For from this womb of
infinite whole
A new universe is born
An aching people suffering
As chaos blows its horn
There are still the ones
who think it right
To kill and destroy love
The human heart, a sacred art
To love from now to now
Yet if our brother thinks its true
That Armageddon comes
And starts to host the holy war
Pretending this is LOVE
Then all we see is misery,
those hearts who grow to hate
The ones who’s life eternally
Is laid at heavens gate
Yet if we studied “his”tory
And it were told by “her”
We might see something differently
And this may cause a stir…
The ancient scriptures,
Holiness, has never been a blurr
And words from thousands thousands past
Can still clearly be heard
It says and says within our reach
Is heaven waiting now…
The “nature” of our consciousness
Is always showing how
Cause if your skin is black or brown
A Muslim, or a Jew
the people who love natures call
Are still in love with you
Angelic breath within the spine
Loves breathing actions grow
Removing sin, a web within
We clean our spinal flow
The ancient one’s prana would become
The nature we see here
And we here now, returning to how
Love’s ancient cultures will show
The Christian right
may show their might
And call a Holy God
But nature in her innocence
Won’t let this horse be shod
The nature of the landscape’s life
The place we grow our food
Was given to the holy ones
Whose nature they imbued
With love and gentle kindness
Souls, who wouldn’t hurt a fly
For knowing that the fly is one
With wind and god and sky
The yogis called our Jesus “nath”
A Lord of lords, they say
And so the ancient heroes go:
“Compassion is the way…”
So in this deep confusing war
Where people shout out “DEMON!”
When boys and girls are throwing stones
And sending bombs to kill them
Please know the ancient natural place
Beneath that ancient grove
Is sending now the little shoots
Who through the pavement grow
The subtle energies of life
Are prana, holy, still…
It doesn’t matter how you think:
The water runs downhill….
So when you find yourself alone
And family far away
Because you found a greater truth
And bombing seems okay…
Its time to sit
Beneath a TREE and ask yourself to know
What might our consciousness be asking
If trees still with us, grow
They grow despite the fact that we
As Moslems, Jews and Nudists
Are not always quite ready to see
That Jesus was a Buddhist
That trees we kill, quite randomly
We do not give them voice
We play, we cut, we change around
These ways our god gives choice
And if the nature of this place
A planet very small
Is going to Armageddon drop
And everyone will fall
But wait the only holy ones…
Those who kill the Muslims first
Are going to be here happily
When Jesus from Mexico, bursts
And wait, the mothers of those babes
Who died on abortions table
These sacred sacrifices go
To feed the Christian fable
A fable blaming all of those
With devils in their sighs
Who are marked by deeds and blasphemies
That shut compassions eyes…
Yet love is what their master taught
And geez, who listens now?
And oil sucked from our mother’s veins
We collapse… before our sorrow
We all know how to fix these things
Just as poverty is a choice…
When nature gives us bounty and
The village with a voice
And local people have the way
And homes are made of earth
So please come join the natural ones
Who really love this birth
A New Age comes
We don’t care how
And now we know it’s true
Cause some of us have hummingbirds
Whose joy and light give dew
The dew of every heart that sings
With morning natures love
A FAITH born of our innocence
A trust in conscious LOVE
Perhaps its time we learn to love
Now that we’ve studied hate
And find inside a new born guide
Where Jesus could relate
Let’s open up the King of Kings!
A Heart whose light is true
And work compassion to its core
While I am loving you
Let’s leave away resentments blame
And finger pointing, now
So we can call with sacredness
The Holy Brahman’s cow
The big brown eyes who offer milk,
and quietly let us give
Can we stop cheating those of us
Who need compassion in order to live?
Can we care for our weak,
not make homeless our lives
Before a tower of gold
Where only the greediest ones of all
Can have the extra rooms, when cold?
Let’s try the Veda’s for a change
Not bibles made old by misuse
Let’s try the teachings our ancestors gave
The ones who lived within this truth
For holy thought
Is flowing love
From now to now to now
And sacred are the people
ALL! not just the holy cows
And when Armageddon’s voice gets loud
CREATOR we will hear
Deep inside the smallest heart
Loves compassion, will draw us near
“How did you treat your sister?”
This magic voice will say
Did you love her well?
Did you help her out?
When violence culture
stole her Heart away?
And did you judge your brother when
The armed police came nigh
To see if the bag woman on the street
Was crying, softly by?
Today Lakota women weep
And hunger has its toll
The natural people of this earth
Will see this new day’s goal
The hungry eyes and silent ache
Creator comes to hear
Did you answer when your sister said
“I need some help” my dear?
Did you give your extra bedroom
to the addict with a cough?
Or did it hit your fear button
And so you blew him off?
Holy, and Sacred, the hearts of ALL
Our culture MUST come to know
Cause creator is already listening to
The quality of
your SOUL….
