posted June 28, 2005 11:40 AM         

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Rainbow, your granddaughter is a doll! =)=)

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thanks for sharing the pictures, Rainbow!

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posted June 29, 2005 12:32 AM         

Hope LostinStrangeWorld doesn't mind my moving away from her original question a tad......but with so many nice things said about Tianna, I just HAD to share some more pics of my precious girl.

Tianna - Native Baby

Tianna - age four

posted June 29, 2005 12:37 AM         

Tianna a couple years ago

posted June 29, 2005 12:43 AM         

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Rainbow, your granddaughter is beautiful!

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Philbird....you repeated the EXACT same thing as Crystelle...(I know it's the "parrot" in you, eh?)

Anyway, I'm glad you think she's beautiful....Thank you so very much!!!!

HOpe you like the pictures above too....

posted June 29, 2005 07:31 AM         

Blessings to you and to your family, and community.

Pidaua, thankyou for advising me to look to Shamanism. That I will do. I know of a good 2nd hand book shop that sells metaphisical books; I've seen somethind there.

I guess you're right- I am a little naeive when it comes to understanding exacltly what a Reservation is really like. Although I had heard about the problem with alcoholism and knew there would be some western influences, of course. There are always problems (such as alcoholism) in societies that have lost everything, had everything taken away from them. I hate the 'beast' of western society that has destroyed so much, so much beauty.

I guess I kind of thought that there must be at least some 'Reservations' which were 'Preservations'; striving to preserve and keep to the original traditions and way of life as much as possible.

However, I certainly don't picture all American Indians as gentle, wise and all-knowing! I believe that there is just as much good and bad in people of every creed and colour. Just as much potential for healing or hurting.

However, out of all the cultures I've looked into, to me, Native American Indians seem to be keepers of some of the world's most sacred wisdom, have preserved knowledge of our most ancient origins. The other thing which stands out to me about Native American Spirituality (such as the Hopi) is that it is very in tune with what I think of as 'Christ Consciousness'.

I think that one of the first things that made me first fall in love with the culture was the way that Natives would (traditionally) pray for the soul of the animal who they had hunted and never waste anything. Such respect! What a contrast to the awful way the world lives today!

Nature definetely brings us closer to God. I also belive that every sentient being has something to teach.

I also like the expression given in a book I read a long time ago, I think it was 'The Tibetan Book of Living & Dying' by Soygal Rinpoche. The expression was that we can all
be likened to a necklace of various precious stones all shining together; together we ALL bring out the beauty in EACH OTHER.

But yes, I guess I do tend to see the world through 'rose-tinted glasses' as Linda put it. I can't help but dream that there is somewherein the world that is still innocent, in tune with the sacred teachings, and striving to keep it that way, with at least some outside support.

The Kogi are probably the only people who fit in with that description, as they are the last functioning pre-columbian civilisation. I don't know whether they get enough support. There is so much I would like to do in this world, and I feel so powerless!

But at least I now know that I can use my mind and spiritual energy to make a difference, even if I can't be a person who has authority, power, fame or lots of money.

After this post, I want to post something that gives you an idea of where I'm coming from. I wrote it shortly before re-registering on this site, and its how I came up with my name. Basically, I rarely write anymore- I can never get it to sound quite right. The reason I write is to lighten the emotional intensity from inside my heart (moon conjunct pluto). It is like I'm cleansing myself.

There have been a lot of thunder storms here lately. They remind me of Linda. I remember that when I was in London, and I finally found a copy of 'Gooberz', there was thunder then, and then a rainbow. That is something special to me, like a sweet and gentle voice tapping on the doors of my heart.
There is much truth in her work, though I don't believe it is ALL the truth. I have to find out for mys-elf first; know it in my heart. I choose the religion of my heart. I have suffered a lot of spiritual confusion at times, but I have been praying more lately and find that always makes life easier; things get clearer.
I like the expression 'crystal clear'. I find it quite curious after reading about the crystal skulls.

LOve and Expect A Miracle,

posted June 29, 2005 07:58 AM         

The devoted eyes of a loving dog;
A baby's smile- which moves me to tears.
And all that is innocent-
Is Godliness

The terrible screams
Of those creatures, dying.
In abottoirs. In laboratotys.

The hell, the torturous suffering-
Of the victims; children; bereaved
families; orphans-
of war.
Why war?
Hell is a place on Earth.
The competitive nature, of man
And his Ignorance.
His so-called right to 'dominate'
and 'use' other, non-human beings.
(And anyone weaker).

Where is morality?
And the balance between
The Spirit, and the material-
Why not harmony?;
A balance between body and Soul,
Masculine and feminine
Science and nature...
Harmony
I pray.

This society;-
I don't think I belong here....

They are called 'underdeveloped',
Some still say 'uncivilised'.....
The Innocent; Nature's children;
And her keepers....

Why do I feel so drawn tothem; that I could live
With and as one of them?

....The sweet and wise Australian aborigines;
Enchanting stories of 'Dream-time';
Their ancient drawings.....

The pure-hearted Kogi
of the Columbian mountain
dressed in white;
only survivors of an ancient,
Lost civilisation;
I revere

Oh, the enchanting, native American Indian
I feel for every drop of your blood shed
In the dust
And my skin is white.....
Yet my heart, my soul
Is as yours.

Oh African Brother and Sister
I cry for you, and your pain
I anger at every injustice
Sometimes 'white' brings me shame.

Although shame is colourless.

This world,
I don't think I belong here.....

But I wonder, where I'm from?
It is as though I hear a different song,
My melody, playing in my heart-
Or is that God?

My heart is yearning for answers;
Can you hear the beating
of the drum?

...The drum in the forest...
In a land so green and nourished
...by sun...

The beads and the smoke
The chanting...
Shiny, dark braids of hair

Intiation Ceremony
Togetherness Community

I feel the ancient spirit inside
of me.......

posted June 29, 2005 02:35 PM         

Thank you too, dear knowflakes for the kind words about my granddaughter....

I've been keeping a close watch on her birth chart from the day she was born (I was there to witness her birth)....Her chart is quite unusual...and I'll share it later on....

posted June 29, 2005 07:19 PM         

I missed you!! I havent seen you around..well I havent been around much..when are you going to come here? wait until i get my ranch...when ever that happens...I was reading a article yesterday in Western Horseman...it was a old article one of my friends gave me all of these old ones. it was on PMU farms in Canada..a PMU farm is a facility where they collect pregnant mare urine. they use it to make the drug PREMARIN which i guess is a drug for older woman. anyhow they had all these beautiful Horses all Draft horses (persians, Belgians and Clydedale) they use those cause ther're the biggest and pee more.

anyhow, I have always liked the CLydedale, so thats what i am going to have on my Ranch. so L.I.S.W, when it happens your welcome to come and ride wild with me.

so...lets get to my real story...i am very proud of it, though I rarely talk about it.

for those of you who dont know, I am a brotha from anotha planet..a child of the sun..one who doesnt burn or peel...a black boy...lol, but my family has some of the most intersting blood.

My grandmothers mother was a girl from California...her parents put her in a boarding school and left her there. i guess she stayed there all her life. when she graduated, she and a bunch of girls traveled to chicago. All the girls died of Tuberculosis...all except my greatgrandmother.

she ended up marrying my Great grandfather who was part Blackfeet and Black. when he was young he was a hobo and he would travel across the country on the trains with other men. one day in a cold winter in Montana..they had no food. everyone was cold and hungry, and of course fights and things occur when your hungry, cold and men...lol. well my greatgrand pa found some meet, and made this stew of course all the men were happy and had food to eat. later that night one of the hobos was freaking out cause he couldnt find his Pet monkey...that was the end of Greatgrandpas hobo days...lol

well like i said my greatgrandparents met in Chicago and had 9 kids. I had a great aunt that passed away at a young age. my grandmother (as some of you may know) was into the occults. she hung around with the gypsies who talk her to read hands and such. my greatgrandmother hated that stuff and would complain to my grandmother about yacking that crap in her house.

well one day my grandmother came home to see my GG in the living room peeling potatoes, "oooooooh Momma, the gypsy's said your not suppose to peel potatoes in the living room, someone will die!" MY GG (who would end up dying of a busted brain vessel...cant think right now..and i know my anatomy-lol!) "Phyliss dont come into my house talking that bad luck stuff, The lord dont like it and neither do I!"

At that moment my GG sent my great aunt to the store to get some milk. on her way there she was hit by a truck and died instantly. It was her birthday that day and she was 13...and when they came running to tell my GG she had just finished her 13th potatoe. she never forgave my grandma for telling her the potatoe in the living room thing.

well there was a family near by. in the old days everyone lived in large apartment buildings and the back porches connected all the home..so i guess the kids played there.

well they're was the Vaughn family. My Grandmother hung with Mrs. Vaughn all the time. my grandma and her mom didnt have a good relation. my GG was part white, so a lot of the kids came out light, but my grandma was a darky. the lighter ones back then got more prep. I remember my grandmother telling me she ran to her dad to tell him someting, "daddy there is this Ugly black girl in your room, you gotta tell her to leave!" as they walked to the room there stood a mirror. my grandma stood in front of the mirror screaming, "there she is! there she is!" of course my GGF told her that was a beautiful black girl and it was her. I think thats when the reality of prejudice set into my grandmas head and she began to see why some of her brothers and sister got more than she did. its unfortuanate that until her sisters death, they hated each other, cause my great aunt Liz was light and my grandma was dark.

well as i said, my grandma hung with the Vaughns, and she loved Mrs. Vaughn so much that she had this dream of marrying one of her handsome sons and being her daughter in law....lets talk about the Vaughns

the Vaughns were very beautiful..everyone was after the boys..there was one sister, Wilma...Wilma put the native seed in me alive one day,but i will get to that soon enough.

the vaughns were from the south. tenn, kentucky georgia..i dont know. but I know that there was a irishman he like this Cherokee girl, but she was too young and no one would give her to him, well she must have liked him too, cause she got pregnant and tried to hide it..the kicker was and the reason they would not give her away as a wife to him was because he was alread married!!!

well the story goes that once she had the baby, it was brought to the irish man...he denied that it was his, but the child was left there anyway. I dont know why this happened because i have never heard of Native brotha and sista leaving a child anywhere, well the Irish guy gave her to a black baker....in those days there were men that made bread and would sell it to the other blacks since they werent allowed in the white stores and such. well this man married my GGGrandma when she was of age and My GGrandma Vaughn was born. she married Mr. vaughn, who i have no idea what he was and they had all these beautiful black kids with shinny hair pointed noses, dark eyes..the envy of the communtie and in those days, black was considered so dirty..so it seemed that every black person was trying to mix there blood with light skinned blacks to make lighter babies.

well The vaughns had all these boys and little Wilma. My grandmother had a crush on FORNOR Vaughn. He was Light browned skin, with native features..small man. It was told to me by my Great uncle RObert that there mother had talk them all to dance and they all made up dances that are on a old film in his basement. they knew there cultures, the Cherokee and black..the white was shunned, it was considered a disgrace to be raped or taken by a white man...but very ironic that everyone wanted to be lightskinned!!

well Fornor would later marry a dark woman and my grandmothers chances had seemed to slinder away. but this was a lady that hung with Gypsies and a virgo...she wasnt giving up.

The Vaughns were just the talk of the neighborhood and they seemed to have this flawless light around them. everyone loved them. but some didnt and of course thought they were saying they were better than the other blacks in the area.

I have a cousin, he has been looking for his father (my great uncle) for decades. His uncle was one of Fornors brother. they say he looked like the indian on the old nickles and he followed the ways to the tee. he would marry a woman later who at first didnt mind his Native ways, but later would begin to resent them. My great uncle would do sweat lodges, follow the red road to the extreme...they all thought he was nuts, especially a black man (who even though carried the features of the old ones) who did not do black things at that time, but was simple and unmaterialistic..basically they threw him into a crazy house. They said he was here for a long time, and when he got out, he joined the Navy and after a long career dissapeared to japan where he ives with his new wife. he left three children back in the states. my cousin edward had done extensive research on him, but the Navy would never release his fathers wherabouts...

well my grandmother had somehow gotten Fornor to notice her more. My grandmother was a beautiful woman. just a knockout. well it happened, he divorced his wife and probably to please his ailing mom, married my grandmother....but you know how things that really arent suppose to be just turn out not being good, but turn into bad? yes you guessed it......

well my mother was born and in that nine month period that my mom landed on earth, my grandpa had given my grandma gonorea twice, my grandma had cut a womans breast off, for slapping my mother because my mom was a gorgeous kid. life was hell, and when my mom was nine months my grandma left Fornor. it turned out that he was still married to his wife, and not that Mrs. Vaughn was gone, everyone labeled my grandma a **** and a wife stealer...including her own Mother who would rarely let my grandma and mom sleep in her home. my grandma's father was passed on, so there was no one that could stop this.

My grandma and mom ended up living on the streets (worse of all...in the area where everyone could see them...not far away) when my Grandma left my mother at her moms once..he brother paul tried to molest my mother. so granny wasnt going there anyone!

they were homeless for a while, until my grandmother met William Sharpe, drop out loser, light skinned...lol. well my grandmother would go on to push him to get his hs school diploma, college degree adn masters...he would go on to make programs for IBM in chicago. he also made the old math pamplets they made in the OLD days (for all you younglings that dont know) for schools. funny how it all goes.

so from both my grandparents I have native blood and white.

My dad is from Alabama and his Mothers father was a white man. of course that mixed up the blood line more, my father was light when he was younger and left the south to move to Chicago and live with his mothers step sister. and then he met my mother.

My mother didnt see her dad again until 36! I didnt go at that time because i thought it would hurt my grandmother...my mom said she just wanted to see what he looked like. I would later go to a family get together at my great uncles home (uncle robert) my grandfather Fornor was there too, but he did not know who i was. His wife was at his side the whole time, it was so funny as if she was guarding him from everyone.

I met alot of my cousins and uncles and aunts from Fornors first marriage. they were like, "who is your momma?" and my uncle would explain to them and there would be a huge "OOOOHHHHHHHH" but always a welcome afterwards. it was really nice, because until then, the only family i knew was my grandmothers brothers and sister. my dads side was downsouth and we never got down there. so this was kinda a part of the circle to be complete.

later i would go out into the back yard and find my grandfather and uncle robert there. My uncle saying to his brother, "fornor, this is someone I want you to meet." "oh really....who is this?" My grandfather asked. uncle robert says,"this is your first grandson from Phyliss." it was a bizzare moment at that time.....he moved back and fear set into his face, he looked at his ailing brother for help...help me robert...you could see it in his face. My uncle being older, took his brothers forearm and said, "now now, its okay..he just wanted to meet you thats all." At that moment i could see that woman..my grandmother in all her Virgo rage telling him that his grandkids would hunt him down one day...you could just see that in his eyes and I know my grandma...lol

well after i put my hand out to shake his, he said, "well I know where he got his handsome looks from." And that was that. i met my grandfather for the first time at age 28.

when all left my Uncle Robert Pulled out pictures and I got to see these pictures from the 1900's and up. and you could just see the beauty in the cultures, native, black and white.

I am always compelled to use the verse from U2, "I believe in Kingdom come..when all the colors will bleed into one" I always think of my family line when i hear that song.

my uncle sat me down and said, "ya know when I talked to you on the phone...I thought differently of you...." I asked, "oh really...what did you think Uncle" he stated, "I thought you would be Darker." I was so shocked and tickled at the same time. He just assumed that my grandfathers side would come out in my skin..my uncle looked like Black elk, the medicine man of the Sioux. he was dark with features all in his face, though he had a small skull, you could just see the races in him.

I told him that me being the first child..I guess i got the darkest juice....lol. I have five siblings. i am six and as I stated the oldest. the third and six child are light skinned. the rest of us our darker. it skipped the line twice. ever third conception. and its odd, with my brothers and sisters. it went me, two girls and three boys. my brother the forth child is 6'6 long and lanky like native people and his hair grew faster than anyone, even the girls...lol. we, the boys dont show hair on the side of our faces..probably not until i was 26 could i really grow hair on my face and its still not alot compared to others. I have no hair on my chest and very little under my arms. my fifth sibling does, which he got from my dad.

My uncle didnt want to talk about the native side of the family nor his brotha in Japan..he said "your black, isnt that enough for you?" but it wasnt...I could feel the other blood in my boiling to the call of the drum.

I have the worse Irish temper...I was the black sheep of the family, defying religion followups and anyone else....i guess thats my Sagi side too..and my asc is Virgo...so wonder granny and i argue so...lol.

I am proud of everything that swims in my soul,,,its a honor or as Libra Sparkle said

" Really, I'm just your run of the mill American mutt"

And proud of it!!!! LOL

I practice native traditions....i think thats my blockage in finding the right woman...no one cares for native traditions. I follow the Sioux ways..the circle, the four directions. each one being a major color on the earth. north for white. red for east, yellow for south, and west for black....the white holding the white bear and winter, the red the sun, the begining, the hawk, the yellow the south, the mouse, the spring and summer,,growth, and the west the rain, the horse. when ever I live by these codes and such (compliments of Black Elks book and all of Ed EagleMan Mcgaa..my life is content except for a rightful partner.

if anyone is interested there is a radio station that does interviews with Native brothas and sista and such. you can learn so much from elders of the past. here is the link.

Thank you L.I.S.W for asking that question...I love sharing things with all of you.

posted June 29, 2005 07:38 PM         

my great aunt talk me alot about growing veggies and such, and about her ways as a girl. i would go over to her home in the summer to help in the yard, of course as a boy i didnt understand what she was saying...i was just there to make a buck! now i really appreciate her ways.

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You haven't looked in the right places, Thor.....Get to some pow wows...mingle with Native Women....you'll find many who not only care for, but do practice native traditions....Good luck!

Do you have Native regalia? Have you ever danced at the pow wows?
I never have, but my dad used to as well as my two sisters, and a couple nephews....

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LostinStrangeWorld.........

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Yes, she has a STRONG Scorpio influence in her chart. Besides the Sun and Moon in Scorpio, she also has Mercury, Venus, Jupiter and Pluto in Scorpio....*SIGH!*...and to top it off, most of those planets are in the 8th scorpio house...*sigh*...So it's kind of like she's TRIPLE WHAMMIED in the Scorpio Department.

My advice to her parents after doing her chart, was to make sure all the Scorpio energy was directed in a most positve manner....so far...so good!

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I guess I kind of thought that there must be at least some 'Reservations' which were 'Preservations'; striving to preserve and keep to the original traditions and way of life as much as possible.

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Of course you couldn't expect to know a whole lot about Indian Reservations here... I'm sure a lot of people living right here in the USA, don't have a clue about them, either.

I'll tell you about ours...Our tribe was federally recognized as a tribe (actually reaffirmed), a little over ten years ago. Prior to that, we were a scattered people and not united in any way, except just knowing who we were. Now we are a Sovereign Nation (kinda like our own country witthin a country), with our own government.

As for "preservations".....we do have Cultural Preservation Classes here, to re-train those who were forced to be "westernized." We have a terrific language teacher who was fortunate enough to have known only his native language, as a child and growing up. He was an adult before he ever spoke English. He comes from a Canadian Island which was more or less "protected" from the white invasion. His language is Ojibway...which is spoken by our confederacy of Three Fires...i.e., Potawatomie, Ottawa, and Ojibway. (Our tribe is Ottawa)

There are also basket making classes (my dad's grandma taught him how to make baskets from ash tree bark), beadwork classes, and regalia (Native dress) making classes...Pow wow ettiquette is also taught....so we are getting back what was taken away from us....even in this 21st Century. There are still some who practice the "religion." It was not taken from some of our people, because they still practiced it "underground" so to speak. The Native religions will differ somewhat, from tribe to tribe, but basically "nature oriented."

So take heart....all is not lost...those who were able to hang on to everything - did....and those who were coerced to be "white men" are now getting back to their roots...
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Oh yes...one more thing.....I really, really felt your soul in your moving poem....I so understand....

Love,
Rainbow

P.S. I'll be back I want to tell you about my strong affinity for England (where half of my roots originate)....

posted June 29, 2005 10:25 PM         

Do you attend the Pow Wow in southern WI?

My childrens great Aunt Vi was named "Indian Woman of the Year" a few years back and given the feather of an eagle.....I think the Pow Wow is held in July? Have often thought of trying to attend. And.....your grandaughter is truly beautiful!!!

Noreen

Great story Thorshammer!

posted June 30, 2005 06:28 AM         

I intend to visit Stonehenge in the near future. I have a new, genuine interest in leylines and 'acupunture points' on the Earth. Tell you what- when I do finally go to Stonehenge, I'll think of you, with my heart- then you'll be there with me!

Thorshammer,
I missed you too! I love your long posts. You are a beautiful soul; a pleasure to read.
I've been away for a while, yes. Nevermind. My brother has made me a computer (out of parts- he's a cleverclogs!), and he will be bringing it over this weekends, so I won't be restricted to my mother's computer! I will be able to visit Lindaland more! (I live with my mother when I'm not at my boyfriend's- we're unconventional!). It's hard to use the computer at his house because it's in the baby's room and he doesn't have it on a proper desk. It's also slow (sigh).

I really did LOL at your invitation to visit your ranch! You're so sweet! So, you are really getting a ranch then. When will this be? Tell you what- I really WILL come and visit you- how's that?! Heh heh! That will be SO cool! Sometimes I daydream how fantastic it would be to meet all the knowflakes any time; to alter my vibrational frequencies and meet on another plane- perhaps a kind of astral bar! (Giggle)

Your family history is fascinating, thankyou so much for sharing it! It's interesting that people were once jealous of their skin tones and all that. All those mixed genes are really healthy!

How lovely that you are drawn to/practice Native American traditions. I hope you meet a lovely woman who can share it with you some day! Like Rainbow said! Hey, if I wasn't on this weired, bloomin' 'Thunderbolt Path of Karma' with all these '14 scattered pieces', I'd be interested in you myS-elf! (Hee-hee, i'm being cheeky now- that's my childish Gemini nature for you!). Still, I hope we can be good friends- and do feel free to email me anytime you wish!
Love ya loads!

At the moment I'm obsessing about this book I read called 'The Mystery of the Crystal Skulls' by Chris Morton and Ceri Louise Thomas.....it is one of the most beautiful books I have EVER read in my wee life. I MUST find out more. Perhaps I'm too impressionable? Did these things REALLY happen, are these really the TRUE stories of Native American heritage? It's true that the book may be too 'out-of-this-world' for most people. Oh, if only- I really MUST find out more, before I give my heart completely away to it. (Well, I think I have already!). This book has really changed my life. I want to make all the effort I can to spread healing energy, to get on with others (it's hardest with the ones closest- like my mother- I had an awkward adolescence to say the least!) I TRUELY and passionately want to find peace in life now. I want to have more faith too. There isn't much point in being so skeptic. Who CAN define 'reality' anyway? What IS 'normal'? What is sanity?

I'm very touched, by the way, that there are people here who listen to my waffle. I simply love to have the attention every now and then! So thankyou, knowflakes, every time you pay attention to little old me! I feel as content as a nagging cat; think of me like that!
The intimacey of the soul is far more gratifying than any other kind of intimacey, don't you think?

Anyway.....

These words of Linda's really are in tune with the universal wisdom:

Evolve= love, and love Eve

Mind= matter

Expect a Miracle!

EXPECT a miracle

posted June 30, 2005 01:52 PM         

Well when I get that ranch, you can bring the whole family too. we'll eat it up american style LOL.

you are too funny sometimes..."14 pieces" so are you two isis and osiris? As much as i know that story. the 14 incarnations and Jesus and Mary being one of them or something to that fact...I am always pulled back to The Vampire Lestat and Marius telling Lestat the story of the origin of Vampires and the cutting up of the bodys and such....oh fiction and Anne Rice...how it affects our dreams..lol

Rainbow, I have never been to a Pow Wow...I have to be honest I have been scared to. I know there are a lot of books on black indians and such, and a lot of turmoil between Natives and black natives who say they are to. the Black natives want to be recognized as a nation too. I have seen some bad blood on the net over this stuff.

It tickles me some, but I always invision someone coming up to me and saying, "just cause you have Native blood, you think your one of us!" of course thats not the case, I know who I am...I am Kelly! or superhero Thor on here....lol. but all in all, I want to experience it all, I want to dance until I pass out, i want to hook the leather through my flesh as the Lakota, I want to have a vision from Wakan Tanka or God, or whoever, hell if i can have a vision or having coffee with that of which the call the Devil...i would have some very interesting questions to ask him...LOL. I want to sit out on a quest with no water...for days, pushing myself past the rainbow of man...in my heart I know there is something waiting for all of us, there is are zillions of slots and they all have a envelope with our names on it and its from the Great spirit..some have dust all over them from sitting there from lifetime to lifetime, others are brand spanking new...you can smell the wet glue from the angels that licked them shut. there is something waiting for us all.

the wiser I get, i can feel it! like right now i can feel that man menopause....for me its my body telling me to slow down on meat...eat more veggies and water, no Kool-aid!! LOL, I am the Kool-Aid addict of the rocky Mountains!!! so i need to listen more. I gotta get some new running shoes and run these hillybilly roads around here..lol.

You know....when they made a stamp for the Buffalo soldier I was so embarrassed. and I am still am, cause its just depicting one person killing another for freedom. what a crazy world we live in.

Lost, what are Leylines? and the acupuncture points of the earth...that is so interesting...i would love to find camelot. I gotta get to the UK!

i think i have The Mystery of the Crystal Skulls, but i havent read it. when i saw it on your post before, it just PINGED me in the head...so i look forward to reading it one day.

and we love to listen to your waffling...lol. heck i am surprised mine gets read...i can talk talk talk...lol. that reminds me of a dirty joke, TALK TALK TALK...lol. i will tell you one day.

here is that link that i forgot to put up yesterday.....

this is the yahoo group
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Native-Prophecy-Council/

amd this is the radio station you can listen to past interviews and such.
http://www.prophecykeepers.com/

i really like some of the interviews, i hope you guys like them.

posted June 30, 2005 02:07 PM         

look at that handsome kid in the middle...i begged my mom not too make me wear that to headstart graduation!!! LOL. my sister after me is on the right and my other sister the third child is on the left

my three brothers, the oldest one is the tallest, he is number four, the one on the left is number 5 and tim is the middle and last one.

it went two medium, one medium rare, two medium adn one medium rare....it amazes me how genes just skip! kinda reminded me of the puppy X Y thing in jr high biology...lol.

of course were all big now! this is the sixth child. hes 12 years younger than me. lets see 35-12=ahhhhh....lol. yeah! he is 23...lol.

posted June 30, 2005 02:15 PM         

thats me in Pipestone, Mnn. it took me years to get there after reading Eaglemans book on native spirituality. he talked about how the native people went to pipestone to collect the pipestone clay for pipes. I met many pipe artist there, adn i got a small piece of pipestone..that was the best trip I have ever gone on! I was dating a girl from St. Paul and we got to stop at WalnutGrove...where Laura Ingalls grew up..that made me almost pee in my pants....I love me some ingalls...lol.

and this is me now....old..lol...

23 AND HEADED FOR THE NAVY....GOODNESS I MISS THOSE DAYS..LOOK AT THOSE ABS, I DONT KNOW WHERE THEY ARE NOW....lol

posted June 30, 2005 03:23 PM         

Oprah isn't on anymore over here, but it use to be. It may be available on one of the sky channels.

I can't believe you read the Anne Rice novels too! LOL! I was mad on them when I was about 16 and went through a 'gothic' phase! Heh heh

I don't mean we're Isis and Osiris, tsk tsk! I'm referring to all the stuff I've got whizzing around in my head from Gooberz! Trying to figure out what life is all about. Is there any such thing as Twin S-elves, or are we all simply sparks of the divine, one family, waiting to re-unite, but our souls are asexual?(!)

I'm thinking of posting a picture on here too! My brother lives accross the road- he may be able to do it for me; he knows all about computers and everything technical! (Not that it's rocket science, just haven't used a digicam before).

Anyway, my son has pooed his nappy, so on that note I'd better go- gotta get him ready for bed! LOL

Love to you, you sweet-souled saggi

P.S. What the heck do they get up to in a 'sweat lodge'?! Heh heh

posted July 01, 2005 04:36 AM         

Sorry, but I'm one nosey parker! Yep

Well, there's nobody else around my 'habitation' who I can talk about this 'LL' stuff with! So, if anyone likes my waffle, and enjoys waffling back, please do! Please do!

P.S. Philbird- very funny! I like ya!

P.P.S. Thor's hammer, I've only just found out that I MUST find out about leylines. They are places on the Earth which have special energies. I'd like to learn how to use dowsing to. And I've definetely got to uncover the mysteries of crystals! And get a proper, past life regression! Oh! So much to do!
Oh, and please tell me what drew you to Linda Goodman.....only when you have time.....in your own time (or 'Time')

posted July 02, 2005 05:32 PM         

well I am a Big U2 fan..since 14-15 years of age. now i am kinda mellow with the whole thing...its like you melt into their style. My first U2 concert....I was screaming like a girl...lol. that was the Joshua Tree at the rosemont Horizon in Rosemont, IL. there was this guy next to me..he was probably in his late thirties. well they started out with Where the streets have no name, and he was jamming to it, mellow and nodding of the head. then they played "I will Follow" from the first album...which you could tell he was a newbie, because i started to scream, adn he jumped from his seat and the look on his face was, "what is this song?" well I probably ruined it for the poor guy....lol. i screamed the whole time!!!

well I am sure that karma will come back eventually. they will be here in NOV. so we will see....lol.

I love Peter Gabriel..thats my brotha from anotha..he is one of the most mystical writers out there.

I love John Denver, grew up on him. hes in the soul.

I like Neo Soul which is like R&B and suxy soul (sexy+sultry=SUXY..lol) so India Arie would be considered that, and Jill Scott, Maxwell....beware all..dont play Maxwell with your significant other there...you could be making babies...lol

I like RUSH the Progresive Rock group from the Great COuntry of Canada! in the old days they were catagorized as heavy metal, but thank GOD someone saw the Genius in their work. You would like them...there albums are storys just like the brits do it.

Hemisphere would put a smile on alot of peoples faces here....I love it.

I can swing to anything...since i got to Utah, I checked out more country and its aight..lol.

I love Kenny Roggers, to johnny Cash to the Black eyed Peas all the way back to FLoyd.

I love it all...except for some Rap that encourages RAGE or HATE....dont know what is up with that, but its not healthy for the childrens souls.

i love that thing you said, "nosey Parker" lol.

I am a independent movie boy..I love independents...I live on the IFC channel here, adn I watch a lot of PBS which gives me shows from the UK..i watch this detective show from there....too old ladies..ther're greenery girls...landscapers and such...they solve mysteries..cant remember the name.but i love em.

I am a big Denzel Washington fan. A hug Tom Cruise fan, Sidney poitier, Brad Pitt, Sir Anthony Hopkins...or Tony as he likes to be called...have you ever seen the one where he works at a book store in england, and this lady is in the states and she cant get good books, so they become pen pals..that is a great piece of work of his...something 84 street. i thinkg 84 Common Street.

I am basically a romantic dreamer when it comes to movies and such..i am a big Horror buff, but not the stupid stuff. of course the classics, wolfman, franky, dracula, but i like the thinkers too. the ring, SAW, those are good ones.

I have been reading books on screenplays cause i want to write some things i have in blueprint adn do some independent Digital movies...thats the best thing about living in Utah..they have RObert Redford's sundance Festival...there is so much opportunity!!