Kamaka Naakai Ts'ilsoose

During the last few days, I have continued to gather others. The weather has changed. The temperature has dropped and the ThunderBeings have brought rain, making me update my lightning sickness strategy and speaking to Tashina about the "earth lightening" that has begun.

Long accomplished dreams, the Council calling people to participate in the first initiation, an awakening ritual that is to take place at a sacred time, Moon of the Bear, Year of Cooperation – December 11-14 , 2008. The voices of maturing spiritual women change and speak of long awaited alliance. In the Four Corners area and lush tropical Hawaiian Islands a bridging occurs… third, fourth, fifth and sixth initiations, the most propitious will reveal brilliant colors of spiritually diverse truth. Ripening Female Energy holds the attention of the world, as we gather and recall pertinent knowledge. Nite of Fear complete, a promising future is attracted. It is possible to present many ways to the people, who welcome the treat of harmonious diversity.

Though I have been impatient by nature in the past, I slowly reveal these plans in a traditional manner… my first warrior's task set by Mo'i. I ascend and descend in the waking dream with each piece of the puzzle revealed. UCSB has expressed interest in sponsor one or more of the initiations, an unexpected confirmation that has left me in a metaphysical realm. As I consider the Taanaashkaada Initiations, the structure and forming of circle becomes focused. They remind me of the second initiation, the pace of the turtle difficult, slowing me gently with power and assuring me all things will be taken care of.

And oddly, the other women create the bridging arrangement. It becomes common calling completing, waiting to proceed. The last initiation accords the rites of the Ancients. Only then will the Council move in to complete the limitless strength and grace within us.

In this way I find more time to be with the community and to serve. Mo'i, or one of the Council she sends, bring my breath. I become so light, I notice, that I feel transparent. Probably not much security to be found, about the things one would normally focus on. But then, what is security? One foot in the 4th World, one in the 5th, positioning ourselves within the contours of shifting energies with a proud, humble demeanor and a purposeful stride. We have kept our fluidity quite well, the third initiation balancing. Papa's mother said, "the women walk first." Just blossoming with the 1st nurturing, these women have answered the call, prayer recited, dreams being cast upon the wind.

I have, for convenience, make my invitation to heart sisters, the men will join us Mo'i has said. Evening discussions have become regular. She finds me "finely woven." I grasp the thought concepts accurately, and have begun weaving the tapestry… Turtle Sisters Tapestry. Our discussions are a mixture of imagery and waking dream experience, often leaving me in awe.

"Allow them to share their flawless truth," Mo'i stated. She had been observing my web creation as responses to my first email began arriving.

One of the responses filled my soul with exalted understanding. Skillful masters of self form. The puzzle a puzzle no more.

"They will lead the way," Mo'i chuckles. "The vision is the truth of Self fulfilling prophecy," she points out their infinite place in history, "and they ride upon the feeling of proclamation."

I am flattered to be a messenger, and I am immediately struck by the deja vu of things Grandfather Ten Bears had seen within me. I had tried everything I could growing up to walk away from destiny. I laugh, pleased at my decision to surrender and allow myself to be carried.

I've noticed some of the structure of what I'm being given. Some women will form the grounding circle, these will meet in smaller retreat group. These will be the organizers… web weavers. I am impressed by the things we are to do. Our abilities are apparently well respected by Mo'i and the Council. We are from all cultural and metaphysical traditions, with past life dreams of Haviki. Our participation and manner, mysterious ways are in sharp alignment to our spiritual sensitivity. I decide this must be the reason of transforming. I ask Mo'i about it.

"Why have we been called?"

"The White Buffalo," Mo'i shrugged. "The path began!"

Some of the women seem more like a quivering leaf in the wind, their passion. There is great excitement. We have inherited earth's ritualistic agility and vital energy, as well as Spirit's keen understanding of personal process. We are ushered into the mysteries, and immediately take a great interest in healing remnants of separation. We, at first, bring hearts full of rhythmic expression. Soon we work boldly enhancing evolutional movement. Mother has allowed us to reflect her as appropriate guardians, and the degrees of instruction a concern for all. I think both the women and men will see the possibilities. This will definitely be different. There will be another message to the group soon in this journey.

I am interested in the preparation for the organizational retreat. The discussions will be used in the staging of the first initiation. Those that might facilitate will be discussed and we will plan our direction. The resulting events – the Nine Initiations – will gently skim the consciousness of humanity. Opening to potential, and proclaiming responsibility, which provide the mixture for earth magic. Very like life with Grandfather.

I watch the preparations… converse with Nakia, my clan's totemic guide. This appears to be the time for the women. In our human form, we take pride in our purpose of origin. Extensive ritual and wisdom sharing have great evolutional significance.

Everyday I think about our coming journey. I am sure I can be an accurate representative of the feminine essence. When the time is right, Mo'i will let me know, and we will give birth to reality.

Meanwhile, as long as the people respond to the general discussions, I'll perpetuate the journey. Then, we'll announce to the world what we are doing. It is an ideal moment, a balance of giving and receiving in constant flow.

I realize that the time is drawing near for the invisible discipline of earth to move through all living things. I'll spend a couple of days collecting my thoughts, and focus my intent with transforming dedication. My life is good, my visions practically choreograph my actions.

The rain is here.

12/8/07