Revised; filmed on 27 June 2014
- Video by Alice
- Summary of the Video
- The Vision of the Cuyamaca Native American Boy
- The Vision of the Native American Elder Who Faced Death with Calm Courage
Here are two Native American visions I had. The first is about being at one with the natural world, and the second is about courage when confronted with great change, such as in passing from physical form. Hope you like them! There’s a Summary after the video …
VIDEO BY ALICE
SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO
Hello, Dear Ones,
I’m sitting here on a very windy day, in the shelter of a big juniper tree that was the type of tree that’s sacred to the Native Americans. And I can see the juniper berries on the floor of the forest underneath the tree. And little shreds of juniper bark, with yellow lichen on them … very colorful. And all the birds have been coming by.
So, one bird that was bright yellow … a small, bright yellow bird … I don’t know what it was; it was beautiful. And it was singing and carrying on; it was great!
It’s so windy, I hope you can here! So, sitting here in the shade of the sacred juniper tree, reminds me of two visions I had … Native American visions. And I’ll tell you about each of them, and what they meant to me, very briefly.
The Vision of the Cuyamaca Native American Boy
Once I was hiking in the Cuyamaca wilderness, in Southern California. And as I turned to retrace my steps, back towards the road, I was walking higher up than a creek. And on the other side of the creek was a little trail … a deer trail … and all around were live oaks … California live oaks; very beautiful!
And there, running along the deer path, I saw, in a vision, a Native American child about 8 years old … a boy … running, very lithely and quickly, along the trail. And I couldn’t tell! … He was kind of transparent, so I guess maybe he was a shade. I waiver on that … Maybe he was a ghost … And sometimes I think, maybe it was me a long time ago, you know?
And the thing I got from that is: He was so at one with the forest floor, the leaves of the oak trees on the forest floor, it was as if he were part of the oak trees and the water … But in human form, you know?
I was very happy to see a child so at one with everything around him.
And then he sort of faded out and disappeared. And that was my first vision.
The Vision of the Native American Elder Who Faced Death with Calm Courage
And the other vision I had, was of an older Native American brave, sitting with a blanket wrapped around him, near the Eastern edge of a mesa, in the Southwest.
This person, I could tell was me, for sure, in a past life. And he was sitting, watching a red sun, rising or setting, off in the distance. And he was feeling and knowing, that it was his time to pass.
And the thing that was so amazing to me about that vision and that memory, is the complete acceptance of such a great change … this change we call death, or passing. Such an amazing settledness about it. Such courage, and such strength of character. Unwaivering understanding that death is just a part of life. Without any regrets at all, he was watching and knowing, and understanding the cycle of life. You know?
That memory has stood me in such good stead over the years; and especially now, when so many things are changing because of ascension. I remember how brave I was once, and it helps me to be more courageous now.
These are only two of many stories I have about past lifetimes, but they’re some of the happiest ones.
See you all later.
In love, light and joy,
I Am of the Stars
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