Life Purpose

I was shaken by the news of my oldest son's cancer. Not that I am prone to pessimism. But is simply was not something I expected to hear. In the most ancient of understanding, there is great significance to be found in the cyclic order of life. I resolve to observe more deligence in my time with my son. Actually, he's been feeling tipped and spun in chemotherapy.

My information is traditional, augmented with Toho'ma's background in western medicine. When we reach out, we learn, we offer co-created power. Polarity, coming together, or Taanaashkaada. New Life. In my own tradition it is life and evolution. Esonkñhsendehí – Changing Mother earth – furnishes the keys to health. This dynamic in Earth Human Resonance seems almost like the wide waters of emotion we feel. Still, Yusn – Creator – holds the purpose. From these two, all things emanate, equal. I have noticed several of the Council who have a unique understanding like Toho'ma. there are warm, friendly feelings toward her. Some of the Council have shown me the four dimensions of balance, in like manner they have shown me Toho'ma's affluence in energy, truth boundless.

Among those that come to our circles, it is quite common to find an establishment of traditional extended family community orientation. There, symbolically, they are able to recreate a personal history of empowerment. We see the corresponding sequence of healing occure on all four dimensions.

During community gatherings we daily recognize our responsible actions as the life purpose of harmony and peace.

"Kamaka," Mo'i' interrupts my writing, "among your people, do seasons bring forth different purpose?"

"Yes," I chuckle, running a hand through the hair that has fallen across my face. "The rhythm of life shifts with the levels of energy available for life."

Mo'i' holds this truth for a moment, and momentarily appears to be having a hot flash. Two other council members chuckle quietly as the Oracle breaths, and a great gust of wind blows outside my window. She is creating a rhythm and spreading her thoughts over the four directions, and I begin a conversations with her. I have wondered how each way, or philosophy, can fail to see the common nobility, and would they see now that the foundations of life were being founded in generosity, humility and cooperation? Now, Mo'i' looks at me, sharing her thythm in the beauty of her gaze. Mo'i' has several voices which she pulls out of the Silence. Near my mind she carefully instructs me to listen and lines my senses with quickening awareness. I then hold a quantity of the individualized expressions. Challenge or truth… Creator once split the light into for equal parts.

Mo'i' sprinkles drops of wisdom on me from time to time. When the drops produce a glimpse within, she takes the light within with great care, and drops it into the common mind, generational time, and in all people. By adding the light within to the totality of life, a steady recognition will bring the Children of the Four Directions whole once more. The greatest truth, I think, is that diversity lies at our strength… the quickening of common uniqueness.

Suddenly a thought occurs to me. Mo'i is harmonizing all the aspects into 5th World dynamic pattern! There is a little difficulty in communicating the concept of greater discovery, but by means of heart and mind, I very that I indeed understand. Truth of Oneness and sometimes emergence or joining as family are uniting and harmonious symbols. Mo'i' points to newly acquired happiness, the Rainbow Guardian surrounding All My Relations, blessing and protecting.

"Haven't you noticed the recognition of great force as the human perception shifts toward earth?" Mo'i' asks.

I have seen flow becoming a living art form as lessons of noninterference take hold. I have been both active and receptive in my own throughts until it became time to speak.

"There is time for lightning to course the heavens,"she said. "The air swiftly brings the voice of ThunderBeings."

"Of course," she continues, rather stoic. "These are blending the birthing energies. The Rainbow Guardian releases the most able assistants."

Now I am curious.

"There are others, I've begun hearing the arc of fire."

"Yes," Mo'i' nods, "the archway of glorious color is being born. There are many of thunder."

"Then only indicative truth guards this visual prayer?"

"The law of paradox weakens. There is the Condor… the ThunderBird, offering hope. All the people reverse with the earth and counter-balance, a parallel of cooperation. You will have the Elders give purpose to the work when you simply explain these powerful thoughts."

"The atmosphere is charged with expectancy. You experience this with your lightning sickness, your discomfort always is a sign. You gauge the ozone of time, driven by extra vitality. You still don't understand the distinction between electrical storm and the great importance – the charged power now available."

"Mo'i', I seem to behave differently when the clouds fill the sky."

"From inside the earth, Tashina sits on the most powerful force of evolution. She raps on it once with condensed water vapor, and Child of Water brings about the metamorphosis of earth. This is your lineage tale. She raps again, and Killer of Enemies – the inspriation associated with the alienation is healed. Cahokia, the mother of your lineage is personified, and the mission and message are clear. I have been sent to show how to quicken, stimulate and permeate. You are to show how to honor spirit process. You will attract many of thunder and together do wonderful things."

Mo'i' speaks eloquently now. I am wide-eyed, staring in fascination at my friend, enjoying the direct and simple expression. The Oracle turns.

"Tell me, Kamaka," she inquires, "will you fill your existence with glory and purity?"

"My life is patterned on belief in co-creative effort," I begin. Mo'i' smiles and raises a hand.

"You are being attuned to the double helix ozone. The prophetic dreams are from very old, old, future times."

I have consider the frequency shift within me. Now I search my memory for something that will give me an idea of the bridge that is both spiritual and physical. the bridge? A phrase creeps into my consciousness. "A unifying force will come that will overlay all worlds in existence." The instruction of Grandfather, long ago. I take a deep breath.

"The Star Path brings the weavers," I pause, looking for words, "the rituals bring visions, intiation in entirety. At this year's Spring Equinox, I will take a handful of earth and shape focused intent, and call to preparation, and breath worthiness into the community. Then we will show we are ready, and the endurance of our beliefs will gather at the waters for healing with Le'anala." I leave out that we would be healing the waters, not the other way around. I think she knows. "In ceremony we shall weave good life for those of earth. The futile consciousnes sof humanity shall receive."

I decide she is very familiar with the cosmology of my lineage from what has already been discussed, but feel I should go just a little bit further.

"This same essence will create moments of shift during the snake, butterfly and bat moons, until we reach the first initiation during the bear."

"It is good you know these things," Mo'i' nods eagerly. These ritualistic moments will guide the people with the most outstanding sense."

Sisters of Honua honor, with gratitude, the Sacred Parents for placing us here within this moment in time. As I lay in my bed watching the weather report, a thought occurs to me. A rather providing thought. Only now do I being to realize the significance of Mo'i's chance remark, "It is good you know these things."

Granted, there are some major innate mysteries being redefined. Granted, I have been trained to observe. I vision with all senses, because there is no difference between life and the dream. But now active partnership. Does Mo'i' already know, what I, unfold and develop as life?

That in the conversation we had earlier, "we were telling each other pieces of the story." It seemed like an odd brainstorming type of session.

Finder Medicine

As I review this dance, I know that I am at a time of decision. I am still a bit undecided as to my next move. I will be expected to make public our next move, but am not yet sure what that next move will be. It will be directed by the old realm. The Council has already realized much benefit from far beyond. Metaphysically, I feel the divine principles.

Perhaps Mo'i' will be of help. Surely my friend Mo'i' will bring about impressive legacy and techniques. I have watched Mo'i' in the darkness of night, what a weaver she is. There are times when I think Mo'i' might have captured me. The elder instructs me in procedure. Perhaps even creation. But she possesses the skill that requires great patience. A poetically, plying knowledge, the old woman uses. Mo'i' has aerial perception nestled in crystalline procedure, and has protected guardianship. And she is, I recall with amusement, a trifle paramount.

We have been friends through the worlds, and Mo'i' has continued to show a great deal of our spontaneous contributions. I have, in turn, been pleased to see the retelling of history, extensive and organized.

Now, I consider, Mo'i' might have a plan prodigious. I take an observing position and watch. The drumbeat brings refinement, and I specialize in reality and influence time carefully in natural history. I turn descriptions to Mo'i' waiting.

Mo'i's insight has made her aware of my dilemma. In fact, she spent a lot of time in thought concerning my participation. She helps me minimize thought, and severs the great appropriateness of my abilities.

The answers lie in the fact that two time frames overlap. Both hold power and useful information, the weaving of evolution. I have great respect for the Oracle's knowledge of interpretation and resulting understanding of sacredness. The woman has an uncanny knowledge of the responsibility of gender energies. She can predict primary and secondary order, knowing to feed the future. She just knows the continuous basis to develop respect in powerful metaphysical ways. Lush new creation, starting in high yield, attract the future to sacred domain.

Now, I think, Mo'i' provides and easier path to secure equal structure. Our purpose aligns, we commemorate acknowledgment!

"Come, my friend," she beckons to me, "we will show you the honoring of Kamaka." She leads the way outside, the the waiting polarity. I purify.

"This, of course, is shared responsibility," Mo'i' begins. "Humans create in ritual," she indicates my medicine wheel in the yard, "a powerful tradition." I nod, impressed. "This enables you to sit in prayer, and it opens the way."

I, understand most of the discourse, and am impressed with Mo'i's prayer of thanksgiving. It is respective. The placing of offering does depend on intent, I observe. And this, I treat as equalizing division.

The Oracle is impressed. She examines the testimony closely.

"What," she wants to know, "does the consecration by women mean to you?"

"Blessings!" I pleased. My numerous aspects hum. "This is part of the maintenance of Changing Mother. The rest of the future," I turn and thump my heart, "is only for the HeartFlame to determine."

I relate the Sundance to Mo'i'. Only the embodied essence, I point out, prevented us from harm. I have many times regretted that the flux had been nearly limitless. I hope the perilous circumstances assured my students that their gathering energy has prepared them as the impressive contribution they truly are.

I feel good. Perhaps at the height of change, there is easing anxiety. Mo'i' continues her discourse, assisted by many extended family members.

"So," Mo'i' finishes, "this has been very temporary for reality. Your preparing has brought you to us, and the crystallized energy has helped us to take care of the people. The people have more rest from generations of chaos."

Mo'i' is pleased, and invites me back to the Council Fire to listen. I am unsure about the intricacies of the aspects of the moment, and perceive that many layers of tension have dislodged, and somehow I have emptied enough for the generations. Still, I think, it will be good to walk in bright moonlight with those of common vision.

I am also experiencing another kind of energy ebbing. I have noticed from my early days with the Council that some of the tectonic plates and weather patterns are shifting. I have been wondering ever since about the possibility of snoring stages of growth. My emotions are further stirred by the weather conditions in San Diego as of late. In such close speculation, it is possible to ehar the daily movement from the shallow earth and reason to believe that Spider Woman is spinning a new rhythmic motion. The signs of affirmation are very large share for my inability to sleep.

Probably the best credence, Inotice, is the confirmation from the women and men in my community. They have been very elliptical around me, looking from calm emotions, but gently flowing quickly when plaited utiliarian. I am strongly meshed to them, but picking assistance carefully. At least, I am currently searching out do'ers.

I have many who will teach. They have an easy, delicate manner, and a special nack for sharing that is very stimulating in process. They have repeatedly given me a loving, sweet support when I have been in need, and I was planning how best to fulfill my destiny.

They are, I smile, the Sisters of Honua. Appropriate I think. This is suggested by the Turtle Dreaming Society of the Seneca, as I learned from Grams Twylah Nitsch. I will collect thousands during my writings, and then see what is allowed for easy passage. A chant already tells me it will be spiritual functionality.

When the opportunity comes it will be completely extraordinary. I have been tending to the needs of my encompassing community and am returning to essence. There is a patch through the thick consequence along life, probably originally made by the numerous aspects of procreation. In places the growth is so bold that the path resembles a proclamation, with union arching overhead. I am picking my way through the spectacular metaphor, when I notice a figure in a deep passion. For a moment my initiation is eternal dance, I realize it is a counterpart, and I recognize Nakia. He smiles and steps into me for the journey. However, I notice immediately that Nakia has chosen an impregnated moment on the path. There are several seasons within a few life cycles, where the Ancients are more personified. He has deliberately placed emotions – lessons – along the path. Furthermore, he stands facing clear history, as instigator. His full strength returns! Making life from ending limitation. I slowly step with him, turning to face beyond as we yeild throughout.

For a moment, we touch, emission to fulfillment, with Cloud Nations only a short comingling apart, and Nakia leans forward to press against the spirit of life. My heart finds his struggle and offer to this ancestors, a little star fish. His reflection of new life thrown to the 4 Directions and encircles generations to come.

I glance quickly around and remember a sacrifice that sustained. Both offering and blessing, and I take the supernatural being and the cycle ends. We define one another in astronomical truth.

Just as this opportune moment comes rushing in and a chatter of Star Nations settle down. Mo'i' annoints my skin and revitalizes my dreams, arranging the wind as she prays. Move along a gentle breeze, I think, there are family ways. I wasn't sure whether I had specifically sought out these kin of Kea'au, or whether forever confirming results in hovering. I'll see that forever confirming.