Joyous Greetings, everyONE!

Once upon a time in a place called Atlantis, rumors were circulating that cataclysm was near. Many meetings were held to try to figure out what to do about the impending doom. A very special meeting was held that was attended by the Asamee priests and priestesses, the whooping cranes, and the dolphins. Even in this late hour of Atlantis' history there were still some priests and priestesses left who could communicate with animals and animal spirits. The whooping cranes, the dolphins, and many other animals had lived in peaceful harmony and companionship with mankind through most of Atlantis' long and colorful history. They, too, were followers of the Law of One. It was at this meeting that the Asamee priests and priestesses, on behalf of mankind, asked the whooping cranes and dolphins for help. They asked for help in preserving the memory and the energetic vibrational patternings of the Law of One.

All of mankind's religions and philosophies had their primal root in the Law of One. It is not a religion, though. It is just a law. And there are only three words to it: "All is One." That's it! "All is One." That's the whole law in its entirety. Just those three words. Anything else that can be said about the Law of One is just someone's interpretation of those three words. The Asamee priests and priestesses of Atlantis knew that mankind entered the Earth as one, but they knew also that we entered into this plane to experience a whole new dimension of vibration called duality. It was during Atlantis that mankind made the vibrational shift into duality. As this occurred, mankind's memory of the Law of One began to fade. The priests and priestesses knew that this was necassary, however, because it was all part of the big plan.

The Asamee priests and priestesses knew that mankind was on a downward spiral. Mankind was sinking into a denser vibration so that it could FULLY experience duality. The big worry of the priests and priestesses was that mankind would eventually get so bogged down in the denser vibrations that all memory of oneness would be lost. Once mankind had FULLY experienced duality, the plan called for the remembering of the Law of One. Being accomplished at duality, mankind would then merge the Law of One with that duality, thereby creating a whole new reality. It was a bold plan, with many unpredictables. The loss of memory was the unpredictable that the priests and priestesses were concerning themselves with when they asked the dolphins and whooping cranes to take on the responsibility of maintaining the memory of the Law of One until far into the future when mankind would finally be ready.

The vast oceans of this wondrous planet are like enormous data storage banks. Vibrations can be stored and maintained in the oceans for incredible amounts of time. The dolphin's sonar capabilities allow them to access that body of information. Dolphins are like the internet browsers of the ocean's computer network. The energetic vibrational patternings of the Law of One are embedded in all things, including the oceans. Dolphins can access those energetic vibrational patternings and then translate and transmit those vibrations. The dolphins were asked by the Asamee priests and priestesses to help mankind over the next fifteen thousand years or so by continually broadcasting those energetic vibrational patternings of the Law of One towards mankind. The dolphins readily agreed to this, knowing that the effectiveness of their task would be limited. The vibrations that the dolphins would be continually broadcasting would only reach humans that were close to the ocean, and only those humans who were open to it, such as small children and psychics. (Many psychics such as Ruth Montgomery and Edgar Cayce were told by their spirit guides that they should live near the ocean.) The priests and priestesses told the dolphins that there would come a time in the far future that communication between humans and dolphins would be re-established. At this time, the dolphins would help re-teach the Law of One to mankind.

Another place that information and vibrations can be stored is in the magnetic grid of the planet. Thin threadlike magnetic lines run through the atmosphere of the planet in a criss-cross grid pattern. Any information concerning the planet can be accessed through these lines. Although air travel was common in Atlantis, and although the Atlanteans had empregnated the grid system with the energetic vibrational patternings of the Law of One, the priests and priestesses knew that in its downward spiral, mankind would no longer be putting these vibrations back into the grid. That is where the whooping cranes came in. The whooping cranes were asked to have a massive dose of Law of One vibrations embedded in their feathers. Since whooping cranes migrate in a north-south pattern in relation to these magnetic grid lines, they would be putting the energetic vibrational patternings of the Law of One back into the grid every time they migrated. But that was only part of the whooping crane's mission.

The Asamee priests and priestesses told the whooping cranes that although they had been living and migrating in Atlantis for tens of thousands of years, they would have to relocate their migration patterns to a new land that was rising to the west. Atlantis, as they knew, was sinking into the ocean. The whooping cranes were told that far far into the future mankind would once again have a great civilization and that civilization would be centered in this new land. But even before this future civilization arose, refugees from the Atlantean cataclysm would go to this land and live there until that future time. The whoopers were to look after these people and help them learn of the Law of One. They were to play a part in their mythology and spirituality, leading them to the time when the rest of mankind would come to this land and begin that civilization. Great troubles would come in that future time and the whooping cranes were charged with the task of not only maintaining the energetic vibrational patternings of the Law of One, but they also had to figure out a way to instill those vibrations into that new future civilization. When the whooping cranes asked the Asamee priests and priestesses how they were supposed to do that, the priests and priestesses shook their heads and replied, "We don't know. You'll have to figure that one out yourselves when the time comes." Filled with love for man, the whooping cranes agreed to undertake their mission.

By the end of the great Atlantean civilization mankind had totally entered into physicality. The Law of Duality had polarized mankind into two camps, but both of these camps were dispersed with the demise of Atlantis. Atlanteans, along with the karma they had built up during Atlantis, migrated to all parts of the globe, including North, Central, and South America, Europe, North Africa, and even India. They intermingled with all the other peoples of the planet. The Atlanteans were only one of five races of man. The Asamee soul group reincarnated into all of these races and continually appeared and played important roles in all the various civilizations that sprang up.

The first great civilization after Atlantis to spring up was pre-dynastic ancient Egypt. (10,500BC) Amilius reincarnated into this time as Thoth-Hermes, the great teacher who built the great pyramid. (His symbol was a white ostrich feather.) Later, he reincarnated in ancient Persia where he started Zoroastrianism. And of course there was the incarnation as Jesus of Nazareth, when he perfected his understanding of the Law of One and attempted to teach it to mankind. Mankind wasn't quite ready yet, though, and ended up distorting his teachings and using them to build a powerful hierarchical structure that dominated people rather than setting them free. It wasn't all bad, though, because members of the Asamee soul group were able to work through this system, so small fragments of the Law of One were still diseminated to mankind.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the planet, in the land known as Turtle Island, refugees from Atlantis had been living for thousands of years. After being stripped down to bare survival after the Atlantean deluge, they slowly built up their own civilizations. These civilizations were based on man's relationship with nature. For the most part, these civilizations were peaceful and spiritual. Up until this point it had been an easy job for the whooping cranes.

But that would soon change...

At the time the White Man arrived and began settling the east coast of Turtle Island, the whooping cranes were grouped into three main flocks: The Florida flock wintered on the gulf coast of what is now Florida and summered in the Great Lakes region. The Mississippi flock wintered on the Gulf coast of Louisianna and summered near the headwaters of the Mississippi in northern Minnesota. The Texas flock wintered around Padre Island on the Gulf coast of Texas and summered in Canada. There is scientific evidence of a fourth flock that migrated up and down the east coast, but by the time white settlers got around to cataloging birds, these whoopers were already gone. All the native Turtle Islanders that lived along the whooper's migratory flight paths considered these birds to be special. Although most plains tribes had legends of White Buffalo Calf Woman coming to them as a buffalo that turns into a woman, several Mississippi Basin tribes have legends that describe White Buffalo Calf Woman coming to them as a whooping crane that turned into a woman. The Shawnee tribes of the Ohio River Valley also considered whooping cranes to be messengers of the Great Spirit.

And now for Crazy Horse. Perhaps the most famous of all the Turtle Islanders, Crazy Horse was born in the Black Hills of South Dakota (some say on Rapid Creek, others say by Bear Butte). Although he was born there, he spent a huge chunk of his formative youth growing up around the hills of the Pine Ridge just east of present day Chadron, Nebraska. Although there is a plethora of historical writings on Crazy Horse, none of these historians noticed something that I noticed and subsequently researched. It turns out that these beautiful hills where Crazy Horse grew up are located directly on the migratory flight path of the Texas flock of whooping cranes!

So what does all this mean? Well, technically, all it means is that there exists a mathematical possibility that Crazy Horse may have had an encounter with, or at least a sighting of, whooping cranes during his youth. Of course it is a slim possibility, especially considering that the whoopers were in Nebraska for only 2 to 4 weeks out of every year. But the possibility does, in fact, exist, and I hereby go out on a limb by making the assumption that it did. Going a little further out on that limb, I will also say that even if Crazy Horse was not aware of the whoopers, they were certainly aware of him.

Crazy Horse was a man of very very strong medicine. What many people don't know is that Crazy Horse was NOT a chief! Although he was briefly a shirt-wearer, he was never ever a chief. Like Jesus of Nazareth, however, Crazy Horse was a de facto leader of his people due to his incredible energy, which his people looked to for salvation. There were times in his life when Crazy Horse was irritated with his own people, but he bore the responsibility of protecting and saving his people with admirable determination. He came to be the personification of the Red Man and his spirit. He has been called the Jesus Christ of the Indian nations.

Historians have described September 9,1877 as the day that the Indian nations fell to their knees in defeat. (Note the double 9 and the double 7) The white man records that day in history as a day of victory, but the Turtle Islanders remember it as the day the Indian Spirit was broken; the day that Crazy Horse was assasinated! (By the way, 1877 was also the year that Edgar Cayce was born.) Although Crazy Horse had travelled all over Nebraska, Kansas, South Dakota, Montana, Wyoming, and Colorado during his life, he died just about 50 miles west of those beautiful hills where he spent his youth, at Ft. Robinson, Nebraska. With the migratory flight path of the Texas whooping cranes being 150 miles wide, Ft. Robinson also falls under that migratory flight path.

In my research into whooping cranes, I have learned that the Texas flock leaves Canada in August and arrives for refueling in Nebraska during the first half of September. This means that on the day Crazy Horse was assasinated, there exists a mathematical possiblity that whooping cranes could have been flying overhead when it happened. I will inch out on my limb a little further and assume that it did. (There's that saying about the word assume...)

At the time of Crazy Horse's assasination, whooping cranes were still quite plentiful and not at all endangered. When the whooping cranes flew over Ft. Robinson that day and witnessed the murder and felt the ensuing sorrow that spread through the Turtle Islanders like wildfire, they were very alarmed. ...So they called an emergency meeting.

In the meeting, one of the whoopers said, "We have instilled the Law of One into the Turtle Islanders, and we have helped maintain that vibration, just like we had promised, but now the Turtle Islanders are a defeated people with not enough spirit left to carry that vibration into the new civilization being born. What the heck do we do?"

Another crane responded, "I think this is the time the Asamee were talking about when we would have to figure it out for ourselves. It is obvious that we must turn our attention to the White Man and instill the vibration in him." This was met by much clucking and honking and laughter. "The White Man?" asked another whooper, "How do we do that? The White Man seems to be the very antithesis to the Law of One. Just look at how he treats his own people, not to mention the Turtle Islanders and all the animals on Turtle Island. There is no hope for this White Man!" Then a whooping crane in the back suddenly spoke up and asked, "What about White Woman?" This was met by silence as everyone stared at this odd bird.

And so it came to pass that the whooping cranes hatched a very bold, brazen, and dangerous plan...

The white man's history books claim that the demise of the whooping crane was due to loss of habitat, pesticides, and hunters. The real reason for the demise of the whooping crane is WHITE AMERICAN WOMEN! Before you get upset with me for saying that, please bear with me...

Just a mere decade after the assasination of Crazy Horse, America was swept up in a fashion craze. It began in the Gay Nineties (1890s) and lasted for almost 40 years. Suddenly, every woman in America was wearing really big hats--hats with feathers in them. With millions of White American Women (and yes Black American Women, too) wearing big hats with feathers in them, the demand for feathers skyrocketed, and the price skyrocketed, too.

The winter months were a time of little work for the migrant farmers of Florida, Louisianna, and Texas, since crops were not planted or harvested at that time. Whooping cranes (and other birds) wintered in these regions, though, and provided desparately needed income with their feathers. No feather was more highly prized than the whoopind crane feather, so milky white and large as they were. The wing tip feathers, with their black tips, were the most sought after feather of all. Because of this demand for feathers for hats for women, the wholesale slaughter of whooping cranes began. The entire Florida and Louisianna flocks were completely wiped out because of the feather trade. The Texas flock was almost wiped out. By the time of the Great Depression, when women's hats became small and featherless again, there were only 14 whooping cranes left in the entire world!!

Sounds sad, doesn't it? But allow me to ask everyone a very important question. What would be the result of millions of American women wearing whooping crane feathers on their heads? Allow me to answer my own question. The result of millions of American women wearing whooping crane feathers is that those millions of women were impregnated with the energetic vibrational patternings of the Law of One!!!! The whoopers knew that the pendulum would soon be swinging back towards the feminine, and realized that their last hopr for the Law of One vibrations was with women. Of course, it would take a generation or two or three for the vibrations to gestate before manifesting, but when they did manifest, the Law of One would be saved and returned to mankind through women.

The whooping cranes had successfully fulfilled their mission!

(This is an extremely abbreviated version of the whole story. There is a lot more to talk about, and I'm sure we will.)

Love and laughter,
White Feather
Copyright 2000 White Feather

Well now, that is a legend that just about covers all! Well done, White Feather. The title made me giggle and the story made me think now there's a person who pulls together seemingly disparate elements and reframes them in a way that makes you think. I confess I'm not sure what to make of it, but I sure like what you have done.

Ho, White Feather! I knew I was going to like you from the moment I saw your name. I've been reading your thread on Atlantis, but haven't said anything there because I relate more to the American Indian experience than Atlantis. I told my daughter that she has to read what you said about Atlantis, because she has memories of that experience. While we were discussing it, she mentioned that when she meditated on Atlantis she became aware that the A sound was very prominent. I had just read the same thought on your thread.

When ever I read anything like this I go inside and ask mys-ELF if it "rings true." There is something vaguely familiar about every thing you say. As soon as you said that at one point there were only 14 whooping cranes left, I had to look up the number 14. It's Movement, but with a Challenge, "due to the strong currents of change." Fits, doesn't it? I looked up Cranes in the encyclopedia and am I right in assuming that whooping cranes are the only ones who are white? I ask because I lived in N.E. Arkansas for quite some time and used to see fields full of these beautiful white cranes. I used to spend a lot of time in the fields in the area looking for arrow heads, but never found any white feathers. I may go back and look again.

Please do continue with your stories. I am really looking forward to what you have to say next. What a banquet of food for thought!!!

LOve and Laughter

Freebird

Dear Whitefeather,
I Am Absolutely Amazed by your story! and I Am very, very, very grateful to you for telling it to us!
The entire story was PROFOUNDLY MOVING to me,
but the part about the WHOOPING CRANES flying overhead when Crazy Horse was killed made me shiver and has brought a deep sadness in my heart.
What Wise and Clever birds those Whooping Cranes were!
Also, your story reminded me of all the horrible cruelties which have occured through out human's history.
But through it all the LIght cOntinues.
And because of the Whooping Cranes sacrifice we are here together today.
Many, Many thanks and Blessings to you dear friend.
Peace
SeaJ

Dear SeaJ,

Have you noticed that you posted at 1:11. These connections to various subtleties are so interesting.

I live in an area where there are some whooping cranes, which we see from time to time in this county. They always visited when I stayed in a certain place in Santa Barbara. And they now appear here in this Valley. Usually I only see one at a time.

Now we must save all of these birds and mammals, which have been so helpful to us. The Dolphins are still being killed by the nets and so on. They must have more protection. Hopefully there will be something we can do together.

There is much I must do today. Hopefully I will have more to tell you later tonight.
Happy Leap Day to Every One!!

Love and Sunshine and Moonlight to All,

Dolphin2

Dear DOLphIn 2,
Thank you for the LOve, SunshIne and MOOnLIght!
SYNCHRONICITY is what these coincidences are all about. SYNCHRO is like FLOW and we are IN THE FLOW.
And did you know MOONLIGHT is very healing.
MOONLIGHT contains a substance known as SOMA akaDIVINE NECTAR.
And I read somewhere that all enlightened ones emenate this substance. I prefer to describe it as the SOOTHING ESSENCE OF PEACE which is all pOWerfuL and peacefuL.
I also feel that SOMA-subtle essence of MOONLIGHT, cOntaIns the knOWledge that LOVE HEALS ALL AND LOVE creates LIGHT and LIGHT cOntaIns the POWER, PEACE AND WISDOM Of ALL ONE.
FurthermOre; yOu dOn't have to search thIS LIGHT Out, It IS WIthIn each and every WISE SOUL, and WISE SOULS are enLIGHTened.
The Way TO becOme WISE IS tO gO WITHIN as Linda Love and Nahathan would say "BE STILL AND KNOW THAT I AM GOD.QUITE!"
WISdOm cOntaInS LOve and LIght!
Peace
SeaJ

Greetings Freebird and SeaJ,

I appreciate your replies very very much! And I love both of your names! They go very well with the story don't you think?

Freebird, I believe almost all cranes have some white to them, but it is the whooping crane that is the whitest. What you saw were probably sandhill cranes, which look very much like whoopers, but are smaller and don't have the black tipped feathers, and are more an off-white. Sandhill cranes are very numerous, found throughout the 48 states. Of course all cranes are sacred. The Lakota word for crane, by the way, is pehan. For what its worth, the Latin word for feather is penna.

The count on whooping cranes bottomed out at 14 in the year 1931, which is also a 14. I never found out the count for 1999, but I know that it was lower than 1998, when I believe there were 118. (Correct me if I'm wrong, someone.) As you may know, our government tried to introduce whoopers into a flock of sandhill cranes that migrated between New Mexico and Idaho. After almost forty years of trying to get this new flock started, our government officially scrapped the project three months ago, citing it as a dismal failure. The reason it was a failure, of course, is because the program was run by men! Although they seem to like me okay, whooping cranes don't respond well to male energy. The karma between whoopers and humans is between the whoopers and women, not men. If we are to save the whoopers, it will have to be done by women. Tom Robbins figured this out back in the late Sixties and spoke about it in his classic novel, Even Cowgirls Get the Blues. Tom Robbins even made a reference or two to Crazy Horse in that book, but never made any connection.

And that reminds me, WriteOn, I appreciated your comments substantially, especially coming from a writer such as yourself. I have a Tom Robbins quote for you (Speaking of Tom Robbins): "Everything is part of it."

Making those connections is what its all about. Seeing how everything is connected is how we see that we are all ONE. Its what takes us home!

Crazy Horse had a vision early in his life that showed that he should never wear those big feathered head-dresses that other warriors wore. He was instructed to never ever wear anything on his head or in his hair except for a lone single solitary feather. I have never found any historical data revealing what kind, or what color, that feather was.

Another odd fact about Crazy Horse is that he never ever allowed himself to be photographed. This was for spiritual reasons. It had nothing to do with the fact that he was missing several of his front teeth.

Crazy Horse understood and appreciated what the Buffalo did for his people, but we do not yet understand, nor appreciate, what the whooping crane has done for us.

But that's changing!

Love and laughter,
White Feather

Dear WhItefeather,
The White WHOOPING crane feathers contained the WHITE HEALING LIGHT OF PEACE. What a beautiful way for the WhOOpIng Cranes to spread LOve and LIghtaka.knOwLedge of Asamee.ALLONE
ThankyOu again WhItefeather for sharing this story of LOve and LIght for ALLOFUSHERE in Linda Land.
You have great COurage, LOve and LIght.*
Peace
SeaJ

Dear White Feather,

Regarding photographs and feathers, at least as far as our lodge discussed, handed down by my father, the single feather which Chief Gall wore was a Golden Eagle feather. The whiter the feather the braver the warrior. This was an honor bestowed on them in the Hunkpapa tribe of the Lakota Sioux.

There was a belief that having photographs taken would take the spirit of the person being photographed. Crazy Horse was photographed. I have books with his photos in them, as there are of Gall.

As for the rare cranes out here they were almost totally white and would show up as I left in the early morning and come again in the evening when I returned. I saw them in November, March, and July at the same place whenever I stayed there. I wish I had known as much about them then, and animal totems, as I do now. They are considered a symbol of good fortune by the Chinese, I believe. But I have not done any further research on this, as I am trying to stay focussed telepathically right now. I had so much difficulty writing this that my keyboard batteries must be running out.

Love and Laughter,

Dolphin2

Dear Whitefeather,
I like your name too! "Birds of a feather, flock together."(I just couldn't resist writing that!)lol
It's perfect harmony that the One of us called Whitefeather brought us together!
Don't you agree KnOwfLakes!?!
Just remember, the LIght is WIthIn.
The WHOOPING CRANE story reminded me of how so many terrible tragedies could be prevented if everyone could simply KNOW this NOW. We must stOp looking outside ourselves for fulfillment. No thing outside of you can make you happyakafulfilled. There is no substitute for this inner knowing. No amount of money, no amount of whooping crane feathers, nothing. What an irony that such a beautiful, beautiful species of bird was wiped out because of this looking outside ourselves for happinessakafulfillment.
The only way is to just go within. Just be still and let the love surface. Just let it be.
Also we can accomplish so much more by cooperating rather than competing. By helping rather than harming. By remembering daily ourselves that "WE ARE ALL ONE."
By joining in LOve and LIght we increase the Peace On Earth.
Oh and one more thing Whitefeather,
I don't think it is simply a matter of masculine and feminine energy that the whooping cranes are responding too but I understand what you are trying to say. I feel that the whooping cranes like you beacause they sense you are a peacefull person.*
They must be very sensitive to vibrations.Perhaps the governments' motives in helping the whooping cranes weren't clear to the whooping cranes. Perhaps the government had an alterior motive?? Just a thought, but I believe they are very wise birds and I feel perhaps when the whooping cranes begin to reappear, then that may be a sign that a "critical mass" of peaceful souls are present on Earth and then they will feel safe to reappear.
Just an idea.
Peace
SeaJ

Dale Louise,

If you have a picture of Crazy Horse, I sure would like to see it. I've spent several years researching Crazy Horse. I've hunted down every word that has ever been printed about him. I've found over forty different references to him never being photographed. Eleanor Hinman, Mari Sandoz, and Stephen Ambrose all claim he was never photographed. According to the Nebraska State Historical Society, there were a couple of photos being circulated around the turn of the century claiming to be photos of him, but the Society proved they were fakes. (Made after his death by unscrupulous photographers trying to cash in on his fame and the lack of a true photo.) One of these fake photos is on display in the Mari Sandoz museum in Chadron, Nebraska. This particular photo is considered "good" because the Indian in the photo supposedly looked very much like Crazy Horse. Labratory analysis of the photo showed the photo was made either in 1898 or 1899, over a decade AFTER Crazy Horse was murdered. Another photo was circulated for a while of an Indian whose name was Crazy Horse, but it was not the same Crazy Horse. DaleLouise, please please please tell me the name of this book, author, and publisher, so that I can hunt a copy down for myself. I would love nothing more than to see a true authenticated photo of Crazy Horse. (And so would a lot of historians.)

Thanks!
White Feather

Dear White Feather, thank you so much for that noble truth.I too felt an immense wave of sorrow and compassion sweep over me upon the assassination of Crazy Horse.Perhaps he never wished to be photographed, just like other tribes, for reasons that Linda suggested- about the negatives taking parts of each persons individual vibratory influence- I feel his heart must have been open very much to all the 'star signs' of which we speak.Do the cranes have any bearing on the symbol/s of ASAMEE?I too had the thought that all our names, especially yours tied in nicely (not coincidentally, for nothing is coincidence) with the story (I describe it as a story with much hestiation, as we can all pick up on its truth).Perhaps you have just revealed to me the reason I picked up on the American-Indian influence in my first impressions of the word/name ASAMEE!I am so excited!Forgive me for the delays in getting here-uni called!Someone, I think it may have been you, asked me what I was studying.I am studying Philosophy and Sustainable Development.Sustainable Development enables you to work with third world countries, renewable and new enviro. friendly resources, animal species etc.It's majorly concerned with conservation of resources, the environment, and of course the people in our world and their habitat, all of which effects one another in one giant biosphere....Maybe i'll be finding those surviving whooping cranes and uniting humanity to the Law of One with you all too!!!! LIGHT AND LOVE TO YOU ALL,JUSTINE

Greetings White Feather
You have given a Gift of Enlightenment
This is the Time of Re-Membering. The Whooping Crane's White Feather has become the Quill if you will to recount the Truth of the Law of One. The Righting Instrument of the Word.

Crazy Horse died 9-9-1877. His death day predicted the final count of cranes...1877 equals 14 or 5. The 5 denotes the recording of the event...a mark in Time.

Crazy Horse was instructed to wear One Feather only to preserve and honor the Law of One. Living the Law of One requires no leaders.

As for the probabilty of Crazy Horse seeing Whooping Cranes in September on the Pine Ridge...I lived in Nebraska and I have seen Whooper's. They are larger than the Sand Hill Crane and definitely whiter. The Sand Hill is a grey/brown color. The Pine Ridge (not the present day reservation) is a low mountain ridge line that runs south from the Black Hills, which is Sacred to the Souix. Box Butte Canyon lies to the South West and was a favorite meditational vision spot for Crazy Horse.

Weep not for the Whooping Crane. Nothing is ever lost or destroyed. The loss in numbers of Cranes for their feathers was in perfect harmony with their True Purpose. To tickle our memory and awaken us to full fill our purpose.

This is the time of the Femine Energy reclaiming Her Power. She is finding her Voice. She is also finding within her Masculine Energy her Heart. The Balance of the Law of One is speaking from One Heart.

As for the 'government'...this falls into the realm of the good guys and the bad guys. They did this and Oh, are we happy we can blame someone for something that we had nothing to do with....but we being ALL ONE did have a part. The expression of Duality requires the experience of the Right/Wrong, Good/Bad.

The next step to embracing the Law of One is to embrace the actions of All as perfect in their expression. Without which there would be no duality...no stretch of our Soul Glue to Snap us back into our Knowing and Trust It

This flow of Memory = Me More Me that we are experiencing is presently stemming from our Atlantean Daze. Those memories originated in Lemuria and before that MU. As we advance in this reawakening the Merging is manifesting along the Whooping Crane's path of migration. It is moving Westward towards the ancient land of Lemuria.

We have had mentioned in this Atlantean thread the Flying Golden Discs. In the book "The Sacred Symbols of MU" the oldest symbol is that of the Sun/RA, a circle. One symbol found in Mexico,named the Mexican Butterfly shows wings on the circle in the shape of a Butterfly. Only ONE! All other winged circle's or flying discs have FEATHERS on the wings. What is Lighter than a Feather? Flight Feather and Light = Flight

We are emerging from our own creation. As the Butterfly fans the beauty of All Colors expressed in it's Wings we are seeing the Beauty of All One. Our wings, our arms embracing ALL Presence as ALL ONE.

East Meets West

Follow Your Heart
Pat

Copywrite2000Pat C. Myers

White Feather,

Yes, I agree with you (and Tom Robbins )that making connections is what it's all about.

There's a personality theory called enneagrams that describes nine personality types. Maybe you've looked into it? My mom studies it. (She studies EVERYTHING, lol.) It's kind of like astrology without the stars, or numerology, done in reverse. Instead of finding your sign or your numbers and looking up what they say about you, you first look at what you and others can say about you and then find your number to gain additional insight.

Well, heck, I was going to tell you my enneagram number, but now that I'm looking for the books I can only find one of them and it's not the really good one where I can quickly find the description. Anyway, it's the number who tends to see connections that aren't necessarily seen by others. Of course, I think that's a good thing, but like all the numbers, it has its drawbacks too. You know, like I'll say, "This plus that is what led to this third thing occurring." And someone else will say, "You moron, that's not what I was talking about at all," or "That's beside the point," or "That doesn't make sense," because a lot of times it's not straight line things I'm drawing together, it's more like tracing the points of a star.

I don't mean to presume to tell you how you are, but I'm harboring a suspicion that you may be the same enneagram number. Pondering and studying things that shine out to you as interrelated and then connecting the dots. You create a lovely and a telling shape, but it's one that's gonna be pretty darn hard to sell to Encyclopedia Britannica, dontcha know.

The folks who focus only on the study of cranes might look at you cross-eyed, the folks who focus only on the study of the history of the Sioux might smile indulgently, etc., etc. They're focused on their own point of the star. But I think it's a gift to seek the connections, and reading your piece made me feel happy.

DaleLouise,
Please please forgive my rude post. I don't know what overcame me. I freak myself out sometimes seeing how I react concerning Crazy Horse. Its scary. I will not let those energies take over again. Sorry.

White Feather

WriteOn,
Thanks! That was beautiful. I've studied Gurdjieff, but never got around to the enneagram part. It sounds like you're on to something. Throughout my life I've seen connections that no one else sees, and it has been frustrating at times. Just when I think that I've learned patience, I see that I haven't.

I'm just connecting myself, of course. Goodness, there are a lot of aspects to connect. Thanks, everyone, for your patience.
White Feather

Beautifully stated as usual Pat.
I do agree. Oh how you comfort me!
And by the way, do you know what happened to Moonglow? I miss her.

Whitefeather, I know what you mean about overeacting. I do that too sometimes; especially about Linda Love.
Think nothing of it.

Dolphin 2,
I thought I read on one of your posts that you collect dolphins? I do too! Mostly pictures though. But I used to have a beautiful crystal dolphin.....
Peace
SeaJ

Greetings, everyONE!

It is a new day and I am me again. I have kicked Crazy Horse out of my life. I will no longer have anything to do with the S.O.B. He is one of my least favorite people right now. I cannot explain that any better right now, but perhaps some day. (I will say that I have learned the true meaning of the word assume.)

With "him" kicked off this thread, we can concentrate on dolphins, whooping cranes, and other positive aspects of the Asamee.

Did you know that Padre Island is the only place in the world where you can find both dolphins and whooping cranes in the same place? (And only in winter)

You know, Flipper was one of my favorite shows as a young kid. As I became an adult, though, I sort of forgot about dolphins. I can't forget about them anymore, however. All I have to do is walk past my daughter's bedroom, which is a shrine to dolphins. Now there's a dolphin story I'll have to tell when I have more time.

Happy March!
White Feather

You sure have started a couple of great threads, White Feather. They both took off like wild fire. The "Time was Right" for all of us to come together and remember. It will be very interesting to see what effect all of this will have on the future.

I have an observation about this male/female thing. The Lacota were very aware of how important the female energy is, but it's a concept that kind of got lost in history. It wasn't only something that the white MAN did. Women lost sight of their power and importance. Could that be why the whooping crane sacrificed it's feathers? To wake women up to their place in the scheme of things. It will take a perfect balance of the Male/Female energy to make things right again.

Pat, I couldn't agree more about the whooping crane. I feel they are very proud to be a part of the solution. I believe that back there, in the begining, we did communicate with the animials. Some of them, such as the Buffalo, chose to help mankind. The Lacota were very aware of this and that is why they thanked the spirit of the Buffalo after the hunt. They were aware that some animals "chose" to honor us in this way. Actually, there isn't a single animal that we couldn't learn from.

I'm off to see if I can find something I read a while back about the butterfly. I'll be back after I find it.

LOve and Laughter, my friends

Dear White Feather,

I didn't think you were overreacting about Crazy Horse. I would have probably done the same, if somone had information I was looking for. So apologies are unnecessary, but accepted, of course. Actually as soon as I posted my reply to you, I thought I should find the books that I described. Well...I thought the books were all in my house, but with so many books I still have many stored in boxes, not easily accessible right now. I found only six of my Native American books in the house and two of those have no photographs, drawings, or paintings. The one I am thinking of is a large book with reprints of newspaper accounts of Custer's last stand and several photos of Gall, as I have these in my memory bank. I thought I had a picture of Crazy Horse in my mind also, now you have me doubting it. The book I am thinking of has a dustjacket with a Native American painting of what is commonly known as Custer's Last Stand with the battlefield shown. The book contains many references to Colonel Benteen. It discusses Gall and his men taking out Reno's troops and of course, many references to Crazy Horse.

It is such a large book, I have never read it all the way through. You see for some reason I have never particularly liked Crazy Horse, so did not study up on him. I didn't like Sitting Bull either, even though he was Gall's adopted uncle after Gall's family was killed. You see, Gall took his lodge and followers to Canada, because he wouldn't sign the treaty. He was displeased about the signing of that Treaty which gave away so much. As you all know, Native Americans do not believe in owning the land, but treat it with reverence and gratitude. Something I will write more about later. He did not live on a government reservation until much later, when he became a judge at Standing Rock Agency. It was only at that time, near the end of his life that Gall was photographed in full headdress, which seems a little strange to me, but times had changed by then. Gall was a literate man and could read and write in English. At one time, I had a copy of a letter he wrote, but it got burned in a fire along with many items I had. But none of the books were burned. I will look some more.

White Feather, I get the feeling that you may be the reincarnation of Crazy Horse, if you have such an affinity for him. You sound like this is not your usual behavior about most subjects. To me, you have an air of serenity, confidence, vast knowledge, and a sense of humor.

As for dolphins, SeaJ asked if I was the one with the dolphin collection, but it was Kelly who mentioned that toward the end of the Asamee thread. But I do have a dolphin collection ranging from windchimes to statuary to necklaces, pictures, calendars, folders, notebooks, you name it. Beautiful dolphins all over my house. I have mermaids, too.

Whie Feather, I made my first response to this thread in your White Feather thread. Perhaps you have not read it, so here is the question again. Are we supposed to continue the Asamee thread here or continue it there? I am a little confused, as the Whooping crane story was, I thought, going to be in the White Feather thread, so now I don't know whether this is that story or if this is part 2 of the Asamee thread. perhaps it doesn't really make a difference since we got to hear it, but I am curious. Please answer this and tell us what you have up your sleeve next!

Love and Laughter and Bright Rainbows,

Dolphin2

Ah-ha! This is where you all flew and swam to! Tee-hee.
I don't think ANYONE is overeacting in the slightest. At first, it's a bit of a mental stretch to go from Atlantis to Crazy Horse to whooping cranes...but, it's really not.
All this, especially the part about the whooping cranes has a definite ring of truth to it. Whooping cranes are beautiful...nothing ever really dies. The cranes gave up their lives in a quest against darkenss. Thus, they are still part of creation, and will continue to be so.
I have been meditating deeply on what happened to Atlantis and why, and I was relieved to read WhiteFeather's post on duality and the Law of One, because I had come out of meditation with a thought that it wasn't so much that people who remembered the Law of One were arguing with people who were for duality. That was understood, to an extent. The problem was that there was darkness in Atlantis, drawn by Karma, and that darkness encouraged the use of technology without love. Think about it, are we not in a similar position now? We have all these wonders-but if it is misused...
I also have had a thought about crystals. Does anybody remember THE Crystal? This is vastly important to what I wrote above, and to the misuse of technology. I think...I think Linda maybe said something about this. Anyway,
Like the sea, crystals have a remarkable power for energy storage and transfer.
Scientifically speaking, a crystal the size of your pinky nail can store about three sets of encyclopedias from A-Z. Could be more...
Some info from conversation with the Dolphins, and AN EXPERIMENT TO TRY:
I also feel strongly that since crystals are such great conduits, as well as storage units, and being related to the magnetic ley energy of the earth, that there is a stong possibility that ALL or MOST crystals could give us back MUCH information that we have "lost". It would have rippled through them at some point or another. All we have to do is access it.If anyone knows how to charge a crystal, wouldn't it be possible, in theory, to extract information stored in it? I can feel charges in many objects, and see what memories and things are associated with them. I am going to try this experiment with some crystals I have. If anyone else wants to try, then please do! See what happens!

Light and Love,
Kelly

L L!
I Love You All!
Peace
SeaJ

Hello Every One!

I just lost a lengthy post, when my call waiting interrupted, so I will try again.
I am doing this in reverse, so I hope I don't forget what I was inspired to write.

First, White Feather, about Flipper, that wonderful show about a dolphin. It starred Lloyd Bridges along with the dolphin. You were talking about connections. Well here are some more. Lloyd's sons, Beau and Jeff also participated in the show. This family has been very admired in Hollywood and elsewhere for their decency. In Santa Barbara for the past several years, Jeff has been helping the homeless shelter. He even made a film about it and it was sponsored by United Way and the City of Santa Barbara. I also participated in some of this. It seems to me that, even if it was only on a subconscious level, the dolphins may have conveyed a sense of responsibility and caring to this family. This is not to take anything away from their own goodwill and sense of direction. But they are respected members of the community over decades, not easy to do in Hollywood, or anywhere for that matter.

I will address Kelly separately, because the other response is a little longer.

Love and Laughter,
Dolphin2

Dear Kelly,

You were talking about the crystals and their possible retention of information. You have communicated well with the dolphins and I see no reason why you wouldn't be able to extract the information retained by the cell memories in the crystals. I believe that all things have cell memories and all things are alive, yes, even rocks. We were taught this in the Native American Medicine Wheel class. In all cultures there are different beliefs according to their culture. In Chinese Astrology for example, they use elements such as wood and so on to represent certain qualities. In the Medicine Wheel, animal totems are used, as well as stones like round smooth river rocks to aid in conveying information. For example when assessing where a person may be out of balance, one takes a large stone and holds it, facing in each direction of the compass. The South represents Emotional, the East-Mental, the North-Spiritual, and the West-Physical. When holding the stone and turning to each direction a message is given to the holder. It may be a physical sensation or a thought or a feeling or several of these. The information is being received through the stone into the person.

To go further, the animal totems can also send us messages. The Dolphin represents the third step toward the Center of the Wheel, God Within. That third step is Unfolding on the Emotional-South spoke of the Wheel. It is the highest step and closest to God after Trust and Love. The White Buffalo represents Spirit in the North direction. There are Animal Totems for each direction and each step. Each one helps to heal what is out of balance. So why not a dolphin and a crystal to do the same for the world and the universe. I think it is just a matter of being still and opening up to hearing and feeling everything that we should hear about the universe and ourselves. We probably spend way too much time with the television on in the background. Yes, I have done it, too.

With Much Love,
Dolphin2

Well this came out a little different than I wrote it the first time, but I pray it is in the direction for our purposes here.

DaleLouise,
thanks again!
I will work on this, because I really think it's going to take some work...
I wonder...I don't live that far away from Wyoming. There is a HUGE medicine wheel there, up on a moutain. I don't think it's too far, but it's probably not a day trip-there may be some interesting things to be found there! I think I may also visit the Pryor Mountains, which are also quite close. These mountains are extremely sacred to Native Americans-I have often felt compelled to visit-I haven't been there for a long time. There are LOTS of little people there! =)
I will let you all know when I go to these places. I would like to take your prayers with me, if any of you are in need of something...if there is something that the group at large would like an answer to, I would like to take that with me as well.
I may be visiting Vegas the 19-25. I will have a chat with Banjo and the rest. If any of you are close by, or will also be visiting, let me know.

Light and Love,
Kelly