Messages from the Grandmothers and Chief
Looking Horse
May 12, 2010
"You Are Desperately Needed"
"We ask you to cast, anchor, and hold the Net of Light steady
for the Gulf of Mexico," the Grandmothers said. "This
crisis is affecting the entire world, and humanity is asleep.
Wake up!" they cried. "Animals are dying, plants
are dying, and your Mother is writhing in agony. If you hold the
Net of Light steady at this time you will help stave off further
catastrophe.
"You have been lulled into a false sleep," they said,
"told that others (B.P.) will take care of this problem.
This is not so," they said. "And this is not the time
for you to fall into oblivion. Determine now to stay awake, and
once you have made that commitment, think of, cast, and hold the
Net of Light. Hold it deep and hold it wide. Amplify its reach
to penetrate the waters of the Gulf and dive deep beneath the
crust of Mother Earth. Anchor it at the earth's core and as you
hold it there, ask it to unify with the mineral kingdom of this
planet. It will do this and will harmonize with all the solid
and liquid mineral states on earth-including oil and gas. The
Net of Light will call these minerals back into harmony.
"Whatever human beings have damaged, human beings must
correct," the Grandmothers said. "This is the law. We
repeat: This is the law.You cannot sit back and ask God to fix
the mess humanity has created. Each of you must throw your shoulders
to the wheel and work. We are asking for your help. Several years
ago we gave you the Net of Light so you would be able to help
the earth at times like this. Step forward now. This is the Net
of Light that will hold the earth during the times of change that
are upon you," they said.
"First move into your heart and call on us. We will meet
you there. The Net of Light is lit by the jewel of your heart,"
they said, "so move into this lighted place within you and
open to the Net of which you are a part. Bask in its calming presence.
It holds you at the same time that you hold it.
"Now think of magnifying your union with us. We, the Great
Council of the Grandmothers, are with you now, and all those who
work with the Net of Light are also with you. There are thousands,
even millions now connected in light," they said. "Along
with this union, call forth the power of the sacred places on
earth. These will amplify the potency of our joint effort. Then
call on the sacred beings that have come to prevent the catastrophe
that threatens to overwhelm your planet. We will work together,"
they said, nodding slowly.
"Think of, cast and magnify the presence of the Net of
Light in the Gulf of Mexico. See, imagine or think of it holding
the waters, holding the land, the plants, the sea life, and the
people. Holding them all!" they said. "The Net of Light
is holding them steady; it is returning them to balance. Let the
love within your lighted heart keep pouring into the Net of Light
and hold, hold, hold. Calmly and reverently watch as the light
from your heart flows along the strands of the Net. It will follow
your command and continuously move forth. As soon as you think
of it, it will happen. We ask you to practice this for only a
few minutes at a time, but to repeat it throughout the day and
night.
"We promise that this work with the Net of Light will do
untold good," the Grandmothers said. "We are calling
you to service now. You are needed. Do not miss this opportunity.
We thank you and bless you."
This message is from the Peace Chief of the
Lakota Oyate, Arvol Looking Horse:
Chief Looking Horse
May 12, 2010
A Great Urgency: To All World Religious and Spiritual
Leaders
My Relatives,
Time has come to speak to the hearts of our Nations and their
Leaders. I ask you this from the bottom of my heart, to come together
from the Spirit of your Nations in prayer.
We, from the heart of Turtle Island, have a great message for
the World; we are guided to speak from all the White Animals showing
their sacred color, which have been signs for us to pray for the
sacred life of all things. As I am sending this message to you,
many Animal Nations are being threatened, those that swim, those
that crawl, those that fly, and the plant Nations, eventually
all will be affect from the oil disaster in the Gulf.
The dangers we are faced with at this time are not of spirit.
The catastrophe that has happened with the oil spill which looks
like the bleeding of Grandmother Earth, is made by human mistakes,
mistakes that we cannot afford to continue to make.
I asked, as Spiritual Leaders, that we join together, united
in prayer with the whole of our Global Communities. My concern
is these serious issues will continue to worsen, as a domino effect
that our Ancestors have warned us of in their Prophecies.
I know in my heart there are millions of people that feel our
united prayers for the sake of our Grandmother Earth are long
overdue. I believe we as Spiritual people must gather ourselves
and focus our thoughts and prayers to allow the healing of the
many wounds that have been inflicted on the Earth.
As we honor the Cycle of Life, let us call for Prayer circles
globally to assist in healing Grandmother Earth (our Unc¹I
Maka).
We ask for prayers that the oil spill, this bleeding, will stop.
That the winds stay calm to assist in the work. Pray for the people
to be guided in repairing this mistake, and that we may also seek
to live in harmony, as we make the choice to change the destructive
path we are on.
As we pray, we will fully understand that we are all connected.
And that what we create can have lasting effects on all life.
So let us unite spiritually, All Nations, All Faiths, One Prayer.
Along with this immediate effort, I also ask to please remember
June 21st, World Peace and Prayer Day/Honoring Sacred Sites day.
Whether it is a natural site, a temple, a church, a synagogue
or just your own sacred space, let us make a prayer for all life,
for good decision making by our Nations, for our children's future
and well-being, and the generations to come.
Onipikte (that we shall live),
Chief Arvol Looking Horse
19th generation Keeper of the Sacred White Buffalo Calf Pipe http://www.Wolakota
.org
Since the early 90's, Chief Looking Horse has been on the
Board of the Society of Peace of Prayer that plants Peace Poles
around the world, carrying the inscription "May Peace Prevail
on Earth" in four different languages. His biography can
be found at http://arvollooking
horse.homestead. com/chief_ arvol_bio_ 2001.html
Healing prayer of Dr. Emoto
Dr. Masaru Emoto is the Japanese scientist who has done the research
and publications about the characteristics of water. Among other
things, his research revealed that water physically responds to
emotions.
Most of us are angry when we consider what is happening in the
Gulf. We may be of greater assistance to our planet and its life
forms if we sincerely, powerfully and humbly pray the prayer that
Dr. Emoto has proposed. Our united energy can literally shift
the balance of destruction that is happening.
Healing prayer of Dr. Emoto
"I send the energy of love and gratitude to the
water and all the living creatures in the Gulf of Mexico and its
surroundings. To the whales, dolphins, pelicans, fish, shellfish,
planktons, corals, algae and all living creatures... I am sorry. Please
forgive me. Thank you. I love you."
Recently a friend told me that she had been talking up my book
Sacred Demise: Walking The Spiritual Path of Industrial Civilization's
Collapse and suggesting to friends who are aware of collapse that
they read it. On several occasions the response was, "Well,
I don't want to engage in ‘negative thinking'. I'd rather
keep a positive attitude and stay hopeful in the face of what's
going in on the world." When I heard this, I smiled inside
because this perspective in particular prompted me to write the
book. One of my intentions in doing so was to help heal the false
assumption that looking honestly at the end of the world as we
have known it is synonymous with wallowing in negativity.
First, let me begin by assuring the reader that I do not recommend
staring down collapse 24-7. Initially, admitting the reality of
collapse is frightening and disheartening. People at first tend
to become overwhelmed with fear or hopelessness or both. At that
point, we can do one of two things: We can back off and process
the facts in bits and pieces, interspersing doing so with living
our everyday lives, doing things we enjoy with people we love,
and savoring everything in life that nourishes us. Or, we can
immediately engage one or more defense mechanisms in order to
assuage our fear and cognitive dissonance. The defense mechanism
most frequently employed is denial, and unfortunately, some forms
of spirituality are particularly useful in fostering denial because
inherent in them is the assumption that accepting the demise of industrial
civilization will drag one down into permanent depression, anger,
hopelessness, or despair. While it is true that when first acknowledging
collapse, one might experience such feelings, this does not guarantee
that one must choose to take up residence in dark feelings, redecorate,
change one's address, and permanently reside there.
I wrote Sacred Demise from the perspective of exactly the opposite
experience. Did I feel negative feelings when first learning about
collapse and its implications? Of course. Do I still have moments
when negative feelings return and cloud what was an-otherwise
normal day? Absolutely. But for me, acknowledging and preparing
for collapse has been a sea-change in every aspect of my life
which includes a full palette of emotional and spiritual colors
and hues. It has indeed made me more fully human and alive.
Rather than dragging me down into depression and despair, my
acceptance of what is, has liberated me both emotionally
and spiritually. As I have released false hopes of "fixing"
civilization cosmetically or creating a mass consciousness change
that might engender mass movements, I have gained much more energy
for my work and for preparation for the daunting days ahead. In
other words, I have gained a visceral understanding of "crisis
as opportunity"-a cliché which I bandied about earlier
in my life could not fully appreciate until I allowed myself to
deeply understand collapse and its ramifications.
Last month, Oregon Peak Oil researcher and blogger, Jan
Lundberg, put out a call to his readers to respond on three
questions regarding collapse:
What we are acting toward? What main outcome
might we be looking forward to?
What do we relish leaving behind, as collapse
begins or as it will be intensified?
What do we not want to leave behind unresolved;
or, what needs to be done before it's too late to accomplish
it?
This week, Culture Change published the results of the survey
which I strongly encourage everyone to read. Here are a few responses:
•· I look forward to the world breaking up "into
small colonies of the saved" (Robert Bly). I look forward
to a simpler, less neurotic life for me and my children. I would
like to think that my children, while their chances of survival
may be lower, their chances of happiness will be higher.
•· The central change I would like to see is abandonment
of the addictive, frenzied, exploitative American way of life
in favor of a tribal, cooperative, relaxed way of life that puts
responsibility toward other species and the Earth, as well as
other human beings, first.
•· An authentic life that is centered around people
and not things. Revival of things spiritual and not material.
•· Learning how to live with each other and within
the larger community of our bioregions and ecosystems in a way
that is intimate, honest, humble, and humanly and ecologically
sustainable. That includes restoring viable community life, economic
and ecological relationships and systems - living systems.
While none of us knows exactly how the collapse of civilization
will unfold and while it is a process--sometimes subtle, sometimes
blatant whose beginning, middle, and end are and will be difficult
to discern, the responses to Lundberg's questions are encouraging.
First, they let me know that I'm not alone and that there are
many more individuals than I could have imagined who are looking
at collapse with the same optimism-and fear-that I feel when I
contemplate it. Moreover, what I hear in these responses is not
"negativity" but a deep longing for the possibility
of living lives in harmony with all of the earth community and
thereby experiencing the fullness of our humanity.
In the late-nineteenth and early-twentieth centuries, Sigmund
Freud cultivated a very dark perception of humanity as he assessed
the baser instincts largely repressed in the human unconscious.
His pupil who became the famous Swiss psychologist, Carl Jung,
acknowledged the dark side of humanity which drove Freud to utter
despair but unlike Freud, Jung came to believe that the dark side
was a necessary ally in transforming human consciousness. He spent
decades studying myriad spiritual teachers, mythologies, and archetypes
of the unconscious, and championed the sacred in nature and in
the human psyche; however, Jung insisted that, "We must beware
of thinking of good and evil as absolute opposites. The criterion
of ethical action can no longer consist in the simple view that
good has the force of a categorical imperative, while so-called
evil can resolutely be shunned. Recognition of the reality of
evil necessarily relativizes the good, and the evil likewise,
converting both into halves of a paradoxical whole."
In other words, according to Jung, what we call "good"
and "evil" need each other and in our binary thinking
are opposite poles which in reality comprise the whole of the
human experience; one needs the other for completion, and particularly
for the transformation of consciousness. This is why Jung adamantly
declared that "Mental illness is the avoidance of suffering."
He was not referring to meaningless anguish but suffering which
we endeavor to make sense of so that our genuine human purpose
may be revealed to us.
In Sacred Demise, I repeatedly return to the question: Who do
we want to be in the face of collapse? My friend Joanna Gabriel
in a wonderful 2007 interview with Peak
Moment TV beautifully articulates the question "Who Am I
In A Post-Petroleum World". We both concur that these are
the ultimate questions that collapse is inviting us to address
in our individual lives and in our communities. I believe that
it is futile to attempt to do so unless we are willing to struggle
with all of the human emotions that emerge as we choose to stop
avoiding the issue of collapse and with the support of trusted
others, look at it honestly, welcoming it as a wise teacher and
ally.
Sacred Demise painstakingly guides the reader in opening to
the process of initiation that collapse is foisting upon us. The
ancients and all traditional peoples know that without initiations,
humans will not develop into mature, whole beings. In such cultures,
it would be almost unheard of for anyone to speak of "wanting
to avoid negativity" because all experiences and feelings
are honored as necessary aspects of the human condition, without
which humans cannot become fully conscious.
Among other things, collapse is asking us to grow up, to become
initiated elders and thereby guide humanity in a revolutionary
new direction. Near the end of Sacred Demise, I include an excerpt
from a comment a reader of my website, Truth
to Power, emailed me last year. He wrote:
"I, for one, would find much more meaning from putting
food on the table that is truly needed and sustaining rather than
taken for granted. Food that I raised or killed myself, or we
ourselves, or my neighbor did, and I bartered with him for it.
Much more so than the meaning Empire tells me what I am supposed
to get from sitting here in my cubicle (my penultimate day today!)
rearranging little electronic blips in exchange for money, which
I am then supposed to exchange not only for my sustenance, but
also for all sorts of diversions, to make me forget how meaningless
it all is. I, for one, will find consolation in knowing my neighbors
- and in knowing that they are there for me as I am for them,
rather than living amidst strangers, as most all of us do now.
I will find consolation in knowing that my ecological footprint
does not extend beyond my gaze. That the things I consume do not
cause death and destruction beyond my ability to see and internalize,
rather than out of sight and mind as now, and so much larger than
any being could ever have a ‘right' to. I, for one, will
find purpose in working closely and cooperatively and communally
with those around me to provide our own sustenance, comforts such
as they may be, and entertainments as time allows.I have no illusions
that life post-collapse will be idyllic, nor that the transition
will be anything but ugly. But neither shall I miss that which
is dying - the dizzying complexity of our oil-drenched lifestyles,
a thousand channels of nothing worth watching, mega-malls, motor
sports (how many kinds of insane are those!?!), celebrities, glitter,
growth, more, faster, bigger, keep up with the Joneses but ignore
the sweatshops and the dying ecosystems, consume, medicate, live
large... then die. Where is one to find a sense of purpose in
all of that?"
Whether one considers oneself "spiritual", atheist,
agnostic, religious, or eternally skeptical, the task of accepting
collapse and seizing the myriad opportunities it presents, is
sacred work. As for me, nothing in my life has proven more positive
or powerful.
Carolyn Baker, Ph.D., is the author of Sacred Demise:
Walking The Spiritual Path of Industrial Civilization's Collapse
(2009 IUniverse). She manages the Truth
to Power website at and has also authored U.S. History
Uncensored: What Your High School Textbook Didn't Tell You.
Hear a real story about an artificial tail Japanese sculptor to speak in San Francisco of labor of
love
Charles Burress, Chronicle Staff Writer
Tuesday, September 12, 2006
Coming to San Francisco from Japan tonight is a touching tale
about a tail.
A bottlenose dolphin named Fuji caught a mysterious disease that
cost her 75 percent of her tailfin, a tragedy akin to a boat losing
most of its propeller.
The Okinawa aquarium where she lives cured the disease but couldn't
replace her tail. So it called upon the world's biggest rubber
and tire firm, Bridgestone, to make an artificial one.
Bridgestone's tires may be very good, but the fake tail didn't
work.
The Okinawa Chiraumi Aquarium then turned to an Osaka sculptor
who crafts acrylic dolphins. Could he help make a tail for the
dolphin named after Japan's most famous mountain?
Kazuhiko Yakushiji felt he owed his happiness to dolphins. He
said yes and worked three years. This past July, the new tail
was done.
Fuji could not only swim again, she could jump out of the water.
"Fuji couldn't swim," the artist said in an interview
Monday as he recalled meeting the dolphin for the first time.
"She seemed really depressed. I thought Fuji might die if
nothing was done."
The problem was that Bridgestone had made a generic dolphin tail,
said Yakushiji, who at age 38 is one year older than Fuji.
"Each dolphin is different," said Yakushiji, who will
give a talk with illustrations tonight in San Francisco, the first
time he's told his story outside Japan.
"I found out that Fuji and her family have a special curve
in their tail," said Yakushiji, who had studied dolphins
at Florida's Dolphin Research Center. Together, he and Bridgestone
crafted a rubber-composite prosthetic fin with the proper curve
for Fuji.
Yakushiji's devotion to dolphins began a decade ago, when he
was running a small energy firm inherited from his father.
"My heart and soul were exhausted," he said. He went
away for a swim-with-dolphins excursion at Ogasawara islands.
"I met a wild dolphin, and that changed my entire life,"
he said.
At first, he had been too tired to jump in with the other swimmers,
but he finally took the plunge alone on the other side of the
boat. The life-altering dolphin swam up and played with him.
"That dolphin completely healed me," he said. The encounter
moved him to quit his job and realize his life's wish to become
an artist.
Dolphins became a dominant theme. "I wanted to show my gratitude,"
he said.
I thought the earth
remembered me, she
took me back so tenderly, arranging
her dark skirts, her pockets
full of lichens and seeds. I slept
as never before, a stone
on the riverbed, nothing
between me and the white fire of the stars
but my thoughts, and they floated
light as moths among the branches
of the perfect trees. All night
I heard the small kingdoms breathing around me,
the insects and the birds
who do their work in the darkness. All night
I rose and fell, as if in water, grappling
with a luminous doom. By morning
I had vanished at least a dozen times
into something better.
1. Ozone Hole Closing
2. Kyoto Protocol to Take Effect Soon
1) OZONE HOLE
CLOSING
In September, the Australian Commonwealth Scientific and Industrial
Research Organization announced that the hole in the ozone is
closing. It should fully recover by 2050 if current trends continue.
At its peak, the hole was three times the size of Australia. A
global ban on CFCs under the Montreal Protocol of the 1990's has
helped reduce CFC usage to the point where their levels in the
atmosphere have begun to fall. Scientists say that the closing
of the hole demonstrates how well global environmental protocols
work, which could help gain more support for the Kyoto Protocol. http://www.aig.asn.au/ozone_hole_closing.htm
This is a short interview with one of the
Australian scientists who helped conduct the research on the ozone
hole. You can either read the transcript or listen to it using
Media Player. http://www.abc.net.au/am/s678136.htm
3) KYOTO PROTOCOL TO TAKE EFFECT SOON
The Kyoto Protocol on greenhouse gas emmissions will take effect
when it is ratified by enough countries to total 55 percent of
emissions covered by the treaty. More than 95 countries have ratified
it so far. The U.S. and Australia have been the only countries
to reject any possibility of ratifying the treaty.
The U.S. refusal to ratify has been viewed
as particularly damaging since the U.S. is accountable for a whopping
25% of all greenhouse gas emissions worldwide. The U.S. refusal
thus meant that in order to come into effect, the Kyoto Protocol
had to be ratified by almost every other country.
Since China has also ratified, the Kyoto
Protocol is now one country away from taking effect. If Russia
ratifies the Kyoto Protocol, it will take effect even despite
the U.S. refusal to participate. The good news is that Russia
has already promised to ratify "in the near future." http://www.news24.com/News24/WorldSummit/
0,5733,2-1381_1251831,00.html
Our Sacred Earth
Chief Seattle
In 1854, the "Great White Chief" in
Washington made an offer for a large area
of Indian land and promised a "reservation" for the Native
American people.
Chief Seattle's reply, published here in full, has been described
as the most
beautiful and profound statement ever made on the environment.
How can you buy or sell the sky, the warmth of the land? The idea
is strange to us.
If we do not own the freshness of the air
and the sparkle of the water, how can you buy them?
Every part of this earth is sacred to my
people. Every shining pine needle, every sandy shore, every mist
in the dark woods, every clearing and humming insect is holy in
the memory and experience of my people. The sap which courses through
the trees carries the memories of the red man.
The white man’s dead forget the country
of their birth when they go to walk among the stars. Our dead never
forget this beautiful earth, for it is the mother of the red man.
We are part of the earth and it is part of us. The perfumed flowers
are our sisters; the deer, the horse, the great eagle, these are
our brothers. The rocky crests, the juices in the meadows, the body
heat of the pony, and man - all belong to the same family.
So, when the Great Chief in Washington sends
word that he wishes to buy our land, he asked much of us. The Great
Chief sends word he will reserve us a place so that we can live
comfortably to ourselves. He will be our father and we will be his
children. So we will consider your offer to buy our land. But it
will not be easy. For this land is sacred to us.
This shining water that moves in the streams
and rivers is not just water but the blood of our ancestors. If
we sell you land, you must remember that it is sacred, and you must
teach your children that it is sacred and that each ghostly reflection
in the clear water of the lakes tells of events and memories in
the life of my people, the water’s murmur the voice of my father’s
father.
The rivers are our brothers, they quench
our thirst, the rivers carry our canoes, and feed our children.
If we sell you our land, you must remember and teach your children,
that the rivers are our brothers, and yours; and you must henceforth
give the rivers the kindness you would give any brother.
We know that that the white man does not
understand our ways. One portion of land is the same to him as the
next, for he is a stranger who comes in the night and takes from
the land whatever he needs. The earth is not his brother, but his
enemy, and when he has conquered it, he moves on. He leaves his
father’s graves behind, and he does not care. His father’s
grave and his children’s birthright are forgotten. He treats
his mother, the earth, and his brother, the sky as things to be
bought, plundered, sold like sheep or bright beads, his appetite
will devour the earth and leave behind only a desert.
I do not know. Our ways are different from
your ways, the sight of your cities pains the eyes of the red
man. But perhaps it is because the red man is a savage and does
not understand.
There is no quiet place in the white man’s
cities. No place to hear the unfurling of leaves in spring, or the
rustle of an insect’s wings. But perhaps it is because I am
savage and do not understand. The clatter only seems to insult the
ears. And what is there to life if a man cannot hear the lonely
cry of the whippoorwill or the arguments of the frogs around a pond
at night? I am a red man and do not understand. The Indian
prefers the soft sound of the wind darting over the face of a pond,
and the smell of the wind itself, cleansed by a mid-day rain, or
scented with the pinon pine.
The air is precious to the red man, for all
things share the same breath - the beast, the tree the man, they
all share the same breath. The white man does not seem to notice
the air he breathes. Like a man dying for many days, he is numb
to the stench. But if we sell you our land, you must remember that
the air is precious to us, that the air shares its spirit with all
the life it supports, the wind that gave our grandfather his first
breath also receives his last sigh. And if we sell you our land,
you must keep it apart and sacred, as a place where even the white
man can go to taste the wind that is sweetened by the meadow’s
flowers.
So we will consider your offer to buy our
land. If we decide to accept, I will make one condition: the white
man must treat the beasts of this land as his brothers.
I am savage and I do not understand any other
way. I have seen a thousand rotting buffaloes on the prairie,
left by the white man who shot them from a passing train. I am savage
and I do not understand how the smoking iron horse can be more important
than the buffalo that we kill only to stay alive.
What is man without the beasts? If all the
beasts were gone, man would die from a great loneliness of spirit.
For whatever happens to the beasts, soon happens to man. All things
are connected.
You must teach your children that the ground
beneath their feet is the ashes of our grandfathers. So that they
will respect the land, tell your children that the earth is rich
with the lives of our kin. Teach your children what we have taught
our children, that the earth is our mother. Whatever befalls the
earth befalls the sons of the earth. If men spit upon the ground
they spit upon themselves.
This we know: the earth does not belong to
man; man belongs to the earth, this we know. All things are connected
like the blood which unites one family. All things are connected.
Whatever befalls the earth, befalls the sons of the earth. Man did
not weave the web of life: he is merely a strand in it. Whatever
he does to the web, the does to himself.
Even the white man, whose God walks and talks
with him as friend to friend, cannot be exempt from the common destiny....
We may be brothers after all. We shall see. One thing we know, which
the white man may one day discover - our God is the same God. You
may think now that you own Him as you wish to own our land; but
you cannot. He is the God of man, and His compassion is equal for
the red man and the white, this earth is precious to Him, and to
harm the earth is to heap contempt on its Creator. The white too
shall pass; perhaps sooner than all other tribes. Contaminate your
bed, and you will one night suffocate in your own waste.
But in your perishing you will shine brightly,
fired by the strength of the god who brought you to this land and
for some special purpose gave you dominion over this land and over
the red man, that destiny is a mystery to us, for we do not understand
when the buffaloes are all slaughtered, the wild horses are tamed,
the secret corners of the forest heavy with scent of many men and
the view of the ripe hills blotted by talking wires. Where is the
thicket? Gone, is the eagle? Gone the end of living and the beginning
of survival.
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