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Have available a supply of small to tiny seeds, stones, sweetgrass, feathers, cedar and sage (not the green, cooking sage, but prairie, mountain or silver sage).
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A supply of tissue paper in the following colours: Blue, Green, Orange, Pink, Red, White (or silver), Yellow (or Gold).
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Wrap a bit of each of the elements into the different colours of tissue paper.
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Put the little bundles in a basket or bowl (not plastic).
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Bowl and contents should be smudged.
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Cover the basket with a red cloth (Red brings the Ancestors).
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Ask your guests or circle participants to reach in under the cloth and draw one of the little packages. They should not look. Whatever colour and element they pull from the basket will tell them something about where they are on their current earth walk.
Using the colours with sacred medicine. Stones. Shannon Thunderbird.
USING
THE COLOURS WITH SACRED MEDICINE. Shannon Thunderbird.
MEANINGS:
SEEDS:
Potential for
the future; rebirth; renewal, spring, winds of change, South on the
medicine wheel where the Healer sings.
CEDAR:
Healer of the physical body. North on the medicine wheel
where the Teacher Sings.
SAGE:
Helps
stabilize emotions, and create beautiful dreams and visions. South on the medicine wheel.
FEATHERS:
Represents a
Message; the good things in life; wisdom and knowledge; Flying free with
creative thought is a
privilege. East on the Medicine wheel.
STONES:
Keepers of
your inner knowledge and that of the living world; look for your own truth.
West on the Medicine Wheel.
SWEETGRASS:
Is about kindness, fairness and equality. It sits in the
West
where the Bear and the Visionary sing.
STONES
BLUE
-
Go into your own inner self
and unlock the knowledge of your own inner wisdom that resides there. Try
to not to get caught up in the 'high drama' of your present life. Have
faith that there is another alternative.
GREEN
- As
you walk your earth walk, look to the rocks and the mountains for
teachings. For they sit quietly upon Mother Earth providing harmony and
strength.
ORANGE
- Hold
your stone in your left hand, and feel its energy pulsate up your arm and
to that place in your soul that holds your own stories. Feel the energy of
those stories asking to be freed. Be careful of undue stress levels so
that you do not create an illness.
PINK
- Stone
does not disintegrate, nor does your creative energy. Stone will help you
release that energy to be used in creative and intuitive ways.
PURPLE
- The
silence of the quiet mind is the sacred fertility of the receiving spirit.
Sit in silence holding your stone and it will speak to you in a wondrous
new way.
RED
- Stone
is your power ally. Feel its power, even in a little stone. It holds the
songs and stories of creation and all its energy. Listen to your own
songs, allow your own voice to release tension and emotion, and provide
harmonization of your own personal medicine shield.
YELLOW/GOLD
- Your
stories await you. Look past the darkness of your soul, and soon the
bright light of Grandfather Sun will illuminate you and bring you to
contentment.
WHITE/SILVER
- Bathe yourself in the purity
of your own inner knowledge. The power of faith contains within it the
power to move mountains.
White Wolf story, by Shannon Thunderbird
SHANNON THUNDERBIRD'S CLAN STORY (GISPUDWADA - BLACKFISH/ORCA)
A
long way back, a very long way, way before recorded time,
Gyibaaw Mootsk
(White Wolf) stood
contemplating his world. He was beautiful with glistening, satiny white
fur that shone in both the sun and moonlight. There was much wisdom in
his piercing green eyes. They reflected the power of the earth on which
he walked, and his own inner knowing. He had wandered around the world
searching for someone who looked just like him, but to no avail. It
seemed he was the only one of his kind in existence. It made him very
sad and lonely.
One
day he met Noo Halidzocks (Mother
Earth) sitting beside the big water. She was singing to herself in
the evening twilight as the waves washed into the shore. Her voice was
soft, yet seemed to carry far out across the water, into the trees,
below the ground to the original home of the four great winds, the
beautiful sounds flying on silver wings to the
star nation. "~Looda lagyigyeda
txa'nii yets'isga waaldi da lax yuup ada txa'nii
goo ada luwaalm ts'm aks." (Respect all animals that live on land and
all things that live in the sea).
She had built a small fire and its warmth penetrated her old bones as
the flames danced in the breeze.
O.
tshawytscha
(chinook salmon) had offered itself for her evening meal. She placed the
skeleton back into the water in thanks, and to ensure they would return
again the following year. Seeing
Gyibaaw Mootsk standing nearby she invited him to come and share her
meal. They talked awhile about, the beauty and power of the land, the
Amgan (red cedar
trees) that stood as stately guardians nearby. "It is a good place, my
friend," said Noo Halidzoks.
"Yes, I guess it is." Replied
Gyibaaw Mootsk.
By
this time, Culture Hero, Gaax
(Raven) attracted by the
smell of cooked salmon, had joined them. He dropped another fat salmon
onto the fire as he invited himself for dinner. He settled down on a low
Amgan branch, and looked
curiously at Gyibaaw Mootsk.
"You are sad, 'nasiip'nsgu (my
friend). Will you tell us why?" Delicately he nipped a choice piece
of salmon out of the air tossed to him by
Noo Halidzoks.
"Ah, Dzi'is (Grandmother),
Gaax I am just very lonely."
"Why?" She asked.
"Well I have travelled everywhere, yet I've been unsuccessful in finding
another like me. I am sad because I have no one to share things with."
"Well." Gaax fluffed his
feathers. "I am also one of a kind, I rather like it, and I have lots of
friends."
"I just think you are one of the most elegant of the four leggeds, but,
I think I understand how you feel."
Noo Halidzoks said quietly.
"Go to sleep now, beautiful
Gyibaaw Mootsk, Gaax and I will think on this awhile.
A few days later, the three of them gathered together again for a late
dinner. "We have decided, Gyibaaw
Mootsk that if you are this unhappy, you need to change. Therefore,
you will be turned into a big, shiny, black dolphin."
As
Gyibaaw Mootsk started to
dance in anticipation, Noo Halidzoks raised a cautioning hand. "But,"
she said, "white markings will be painted on your sides to remind you
that you used to live on land as a white wolf. Always remember and
respect your four-legged relatives; acknowledge them when they come to
visit. Dolphins travel in groups, like the wolves, protecting and
teaching their young by singing to them. When dolphins surface to
breathe, it is also a reminder of its origin." She smiled. "You will
also have the responsibility of remembering and singing the history of
your people.
With
that, Gyibaaw Mootsk sank
below the great water of the Pacific Ocean. All the other swimmers
rushed over to welcome him to their midst.
To this day when
Gispudwada (Blackfish) begins its migratory path from Alaska to the
warmer waters of the south Pacific, they stop to rest in a place called
Puget Sound, near Seattle. They rise to the surface and call to their
wolf relatives who come down to the shore to sing back. Pod and Pack
then introduce to each other any babies that may have been born between
visits.
And, this is why Gispudwada
looks the way it does, uniquely, glisteningly, powerfully beautiful,
with a voice that carries for long distances and holds the wisdom of the
ages. Wilwilaaysk, All My
Relations. Nii'sabbat, It is
finished.
IMPORTANT NOTES:
-- --
"Killer Whale" is an incorrect and insulting term for one of the most
magnificent creatures in nature.
2.
-- Orca/Blackfish is a Dolphin!
3.
--
Why would anyone want to have the Killer name as its principal
identifier?
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Photos: Shannon Thunderbird as Mother
Earth; Sandy Horne as Raven in their musical: "Daughter of the Copper
Shield."
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