Red Sun and SunHawk Life Adventures w/ Spiritual Physics

"I see, mid-1940's . . . A time when Indigenous Natives were being forced to fit the mold of Native American Indians on or off the reservations, the governments strict laws forbid them from the practice of sacred traditional religions, living by their traditional values and belief systems. None could openly practice medicines involved with their traditions including their right to speak ones traditional language. Neither was it allowed on or off the reservation to teach and/or practice traditional songs, drumming, dances, ceremonies, prayers or go on visions quests. Yet, there were those besides Sister M that created ways around the laws and taught thousands.

In other words, the native people’s lives were denied them, by those who did not want to understand, because the church made sure they feared our sacred traditional ways and our peoples. While white people’s government plotted to weaken and destroy our traditional families, tribes and nations. They began to turn our traditions against us, based on personal and greed motivated agendas, which meant they denied our people the right to life our lives, so they could take what they wanted.

In a number of cases, serious repercussions, imprisonment, assassination or children disappearance of those they feared, which might include entire family units: if ones family continued to participate traditional ceremonies; honor traditions; speak in the language of ones ancestors; or refuse to allow the children to attend reform school; or leaving the reservation entire families might be punished. Especially, if any authorities got wind of these events and individuals involved, true or not? Some even gave false witness against family and friends for an extra blankets or food.

Genocide of our nations, use of word games to rob us of our lands, and hindrance of life, spiritual development, denied our nations sacred traditions killed many of our people determined in stay strong. Over the centuries the indigenous people across this nation fought many battles to save our people and nations from getting wiped out completely, which the whites wanted to do. They took our children away, and sold them to white families for punishment, while others they killed. Some states had a law if the child could pass for white give to a white family, and it they can be passed off for Italian give them away to Italian families. Decreased the people who had rights to land grants and that was another way to remove the reservations from the rolls.

A warrior battles are one thing, but the silent battles; proved far worse and demeaning families; in various ways for a time, weakened many of our nations. Even today one has to be careful even these great leaders die strangely. Regardless, the sacred spirit of our children cannot be removed. Traditions, cultures, spiritual unity, and lifestyle, can be thrown aside, for a time but not removed for the spiritual bond remains strong.

The separation did more harm than good and the generations removed are still paying the price, because their spirits within are at war, crying out for life and balance, due to the separation. The whites are not gifted with the sense of unity or spirituality, either, for they accepted a dogma religion, without eyes or ears which recognize spiritual truths. Okay, maybe only a few possess sacred spiritual connections to the eternal Father, which allow them to experience our sacred knowledge.

In truth, the harness of life, when you two were small girls, had turned into genocide warfare on your relations and you two. The heart of Red Sun’s mother, realized it was time to hide Red Sun, and so did many other parents, once they received visions regarding what the churches and government sought to do, to all the indigenous nations. Some gave their children to white friends; they assumed they could trust, so the children would not be destroyed by missionaries in Indian Re-education Schools. One sure person was the one you refer to as Grandmother M, she ended up in the hands of people who hid her, away from those that would have harmed her and she took you to protect you.

Three months before your birth she received the visions to find Red Sun and remove her from the reservation and teach, the child . . . sacred traditions, spiritual awareness and medicine ways of the indigenous people. This was to protect Red Sun from premature death, sold off, which would create major problems because thousands would perish and die needlessly, with her.

Some stayed on the reservations and suffered for the people, however, over half indigenous traditionalist natives died who stayed to teach ended up dead, because those that turned Native American Indians wanted to be white, and turned against their culture and traditions. Many sincere traditionalists realized the importance to preserve our sacred universal oneness, spiritual knowledge critical to traditions, cultures, and teachings. Those who appeared light skin, left the reservations, took the names of White Christians to hid, so they could teach their children and others in the sacred ways of our peoples.

All too often, churches were paid by the government for missionaries to pass children off to white families, who promised not to tell the children. The people then received good money to stay silent and never to tell the children of their indigenous native heritage. The government wanted to sell the land to whites, weaken the nations land base and rid the land of traditional people. Biological parents received word their children died; older children told their parents were dead. Children lost to greedy Indian Agents who wanted to line their pockets with coins, selling children into various forms of slavery.

Nevertheless, if indigenous people lose spiritual connection, to their ancestors’ traditions and cultures: If no one preserves our cultures, the destroyers win. Hold strong to sacred teachings, cultural traditions, wisdom and sacred beliefs of ones ancestors, regardless of ones suffering. The Sacred Elders bless those that hold strong and for this we give thanks. Without our guardians and keepers of traditions, spiritual awareness and sacred teaching, all would be lost. Of this I speak, who understands?

Grandfather’s storytelling touched and filled the hearts of Red Sun and Little Turtle with passion. Red Sun says, “Now I see. You answered certain questions, there are similarities in the story Grandmother M took the time to tell me the day she crossed.” While she spoke he see a renewed spiritual awareness and more glowing around Red Sun. Her sacred garment of a Sacred Mother with children gathered around her. Brilliant magnificent bright glow, (energy field) encompassing all the area above and around her over two feet in all direction, with another energy radiating from her heart center, then nine sacred elders standing a couple of feet behind and on the left side of Red Sun. Their appearance gave grandfather a start, for all were guardian/teachers of Red Sun, too. Grandfather with unlit medicine pipe in hand, motion for the sacred elders, to join the circle. “Welcome honored guests come and join us, we welcome you and invite you come and join us during this sacred awakening ceremony.

Surprised he had not smoked his pipe in hand he attempts to make his second attempt at lighting his medicine pipe when . . . . All receive vivid spiritual visitor visitation visions, holographic presentations of spiritual events, records of the child Red Sun early life. He watched a few enlightening visions, no smoking, inside amazing energy fields of action and in the background, a few traditional drums with elders, singing summonsing songs. Songs to call missing children and relations home to their people which we heard in the distance calling out Remember . . . time to return to your people.

“Red Sun, is this truth? I am told to tell you Red Sun these memories are reality not imagination, they are highly spiritual events, maybe painful ones, in nature, but actual truths.”

Red Sun looks up towards grandfather, with the reflection of lonesome pain in her face. It doesn't matter where I am at, or what I am doing they come from a great distant for me, ever so softly at first. First the sounds of medicine drums, carrying from great distance, spirit-hearts through the spirit realm, many are chanting, along with sacred ones joining them riding the spirit of the drums . . . Red Sun Come Home! Come Home to Your People! Your People Need You and I Need You! . . . Next I hear one that sounds similar to you chanting in your traditional tongue, summonsing me, too, but with his chanting I receive visions, many memories of emotional experiences. He helps keep me connected to my relations.

The most powerful of the callings always came in August. A time of traditional gatherings, Sundance or some scared type of sacred ceremonies when the mothers and grandmothers voices’ are the strongest and filled with compassionate love: with the acknowledgement of Remember . . . the sacred white silver tip grizzly bear growls and pictures take form. Awakening to her, once again the traditional life; lost in time. Each flash lost in time, becomes a powerful moments in a young child’s life . . . before the evil ones brought death.

Red Sun/SunHawk Life Adventures (c) 2009

Author: Michelle Red Sun EagleHawk

Guardians of, Spirit/mortal Red Sun questions why the grandfathers, who came to protect the grandmothers, allowed the Black Robe inside, are they cowards what power does he have here? He is along way from his home, he does not belong here. The Black Robe’s evil is strong it is hard to tell the man from his robes. It is skin or dark hearted spirit hiding behind the church that makes him look dark as his black robes. All in the now wanted the grandmothers to pray hard enough to block the dark power of the Black Robe and those that graced, Red Sun with their presence.

Black Robes empower a mortal man to be God over the indigenous peoples and his behavior showed he would sell out his own mother, if it benefitted him. His only interest is his quest for personal glory to live the life of the Whiteman, which meant money one who calls himself American Native . . . who allowed greed and lust for power to blind him. One who changed from indigenous native sprit to Native American Indian, he feared his culture?

Beautiful the grandmothers ignored him and continued the ceremony, their way to demonstrate contempt towards him. The tone of his voice and behavior showed the little man wanted to be Warlord Chief to the people, when he began to shout, throw stones and stomp his feet, followed by beating stones on a boulder. "You're all in trouble; either stop or I will report all of you. You know all traditional ceremonies, are strictly forbidden.” Grandmothers’ chants/prayers got louder and continued with their ceremony. “You leave me no choice, but to report all of you to the authorities."

          Truth, the grandmothers’ faces suggested some personal struggles, masking important senses; which interfered with critical spiritual communication, and awareness of deadly plans in the wind, and blocking critical knowledge during the ceremony. The trickster powers of the Black Robe, deceit and deception masked, dark and deadly medicine others had been created to stop the grandmothers and Red Sun’s mother from learning the deadly plans. Then one might when did and how did the young mother know of the dangers.

Returning home after the ceremony, the Black Robe, Uncle a tribal police officer and others were waiting for our return and they spoke of taking me away from mother. The uncle wanted to see me dead, and the Black Robe had something troubling him, tall-standing bear. After everyone left Red Sun sang this to her mother, knowing her consciousness could not hear her spirit could, if anything happened to them:

Mother hear my heart, hear my spirit, I may not have the power of speech, where you can understand my words, but please realize how much I love you, too. No matter what happens, Mother, I will always love you. Can you feel the love I have for you, like I feel from you, the love that makes our spirits strong together?

Mother there is something in the way you talk that gives me concern, it says you realize trouble is stalking you and I. Our time together is growing short unless those whose hearts of dark, change. In time, I know, we will feel great pain from those dark hearts you are forced to trust. Denied the power of speech, I cannot tell you of the dark deceit by Black Robe and uncle, they spoke of money in it for them after our death.

Black Robe says he does a lot of things behind the church's back, but he did not hold with killing a child with the power of speech. WE have only a few more days of love, Black Robe promised to find some place, where no one will find, your daughter and she will not be able to find her way back to her people, either. For the moment, are we safe from them or so the wiser me asks the guardians . . . how long and none could answer how long.

The day the child learned of spiritual battles raging, between two spiritual universes: ones group follow dark demonic tricksters and many will suffer when overshadowed by the dark trickster. If ones spirit is not strong it can be overshadowed and even strong spiritual hearts of life and light are endanger. Know to survive it requires understanding the GRAY area and how the tricksters play games.

Not even the power of speech would stop them, but it could have saved lives, yet nevertheless, in many ways might have make things much worse. This is when Red Sun realized how important it is to understand not even guardians have ultimate power to stop to interfere or change the rules and one more reason prayer is important. They can provide information, spiritual support and even protection, but the destroyers are all the time trying to overpower guardians, too. Red Sun had believed the only way she could stop it the attack was with speak, and her inability to speak, empowered, those with dark hearts to carry out their plan.        

Unspoken thoughts of Red Sun about information and lessons learned some ten years later. When one is forced to remain silent or chooses to remain silent, they are allowing destruction and harm to occur. Yes, silence might save one life, but it will not save the lives of many.

The last time, the Black Robe, a Jesuit Monk aka Father Brown, came back after Sister M, he was scared, because he had been confronted by Sister M who told him of the plans and warned him what would happen to him if anything happened to the child Red Sun. She did not remain silent, because the Sacred Father had sent her to save the child from certain death. She had been told to do whatever it takes to protect the child. Black Robe believed she would only hid the child away, so no harm could come to her. Sister M failed to say her instructions, meant guardian/teach of traditional, spiritual and cultural in the ways of her people along with protector/guide to the child.

Sister M was at the ceremony in the cave; she had heard the words or received a vision. Red Sun still wonder what his connection has been to Sister Mother M. Red Sun began to recognize grandfather’s spiritual power is strong, or the medicine spirit in his hand drum? Either way she was able to remember words Sister M/Grandmother M told her hours before she crossed.

Acceleration of drumming grows louder and louder, signals warnings of war and dangerous challenges; one hears the cries of women instead of singers’ chants. Yet, no matter how loud the drums and drummers become, the sounds of violence grows louder and stronger, until the sounds of violence swallow up the drummers and only tears are left. The warnings from the Sacred Ones let Red Sun recognize the urgency and importance of these moments, moments for the child to remember. Drums and singers strong and caring, struggling to stay above the sounds of violence and death from those who faces were hidden, breaking open doors with echoing explosions; the force that set a new course of many challenges for the mortal child and eternal spirit.

Mother ran with daughter and hid many different places, she thought safe. One such place, she stopped in the house of father’s oldest brother, who promised take Red Sun for his brother and bring her up his own. Minutes before violence arrives, spirit and child hear the Sacred White Eagle call out its warning and the Sacred Silver-tip Grizzly comes in close, sending out his warning growls. Now is the time of great changes and challenges, which call out and reach out for the child to remember her people. Now it is time to call on the sacred Silver-tip Grizzly Bear and the Sacred White Eagle for help to guide Red Sun, home.

Flashes, clashes, and sharp sounds piercing every ones ear drums. War cries, breaking of doors, furniture, and shots ringing out, which ripped through ear drums, brains, and sent all in the house into shock. Mother, why, for months we have run, yet, they found us because of the traitor. Lifeline changed between mid-night and dawn, while Red Sun two parts, call on the Great Grizzly Bear, it was hard to listen to the voices of strangers, family friends, children and relations screams of horror questioning why.

The male person, who was sleeping on a chair in the corner to watch several entry points, throws his blankets to redirect attention, while he springs up and across the bed to grab and protect the baby whose life was threaten. Thunder crackles with flashes of light, in the doorway beside the child, who holds tight to her little teddy bear. The thunder lights sent the male in the air, backwards across the bed, up against the wall, and his only movement after he hits the wall, is a slow limp slip downwards, silent, limp and motionless, similar to the a ragdoll.

The child recognizes the action; behind their words. Who else have they come to kill besides this child, and why do they want people dead. But blood money inspires lustful greed of demonic vampires; people who live to kill and kill to live. Demonic psychic vampires’ feed their pleasures by drinking in and absorbing life forces . . . while spiritual essences depart from physical forms. Hard to understand, why they need to partake in the destruction of lives or why it excites them.

Mob rule and extreme violence erupts fast in the house, with thunder light flashes, screams and crashes, sounds from people falling and furniture broken, crashes for life and Red Sun hears mother crying out, for them to stop. Mother, never had a chance several attacked and beat her, until thunder lights flash, they stop, she lays on the floor, a few more pain filled sounds, before real silence. Silence sent chills down Red Sun’s spine, for it said no more mother and child.

Fighting ends, bodies removed and several male voices rambling around laughing at the ones they killed. Eternal spirit of Red Sun recognizes the dark skin Black Robe and uncle in the house, before they stand beside her holding tight to her teddy bear, calling on the Great Grizzly Bear for protection. The child’s heart racing so fast, the child was one the verge of blacking-out.

Knowing how quick they were at killing, maybe every one in the house, because she knew they planned to end her mortal life as they did to her mother. Uncertainty creates a sense of helplessness and fear in Red Sun’s heart. The incident challenged her, and ended her trust and faith in humanity.  

The uncle mother’s younger brother, who enjoyed money too much not father’s brother, began shouting at Red Sun with cruelty colder than an arctic iceberg. "You should have never been born! It=s a shame you didn't die at birth! It would have saved us all a lot of trouble, if you just had died at birth. You are the cause of all this death; it would have been so much easier on everyone . . . if you had just died. You didn't, die, so now we are going to get rid of you. You should have died!"

The Great Silver-tip Grizzly Bear did a great deal to protect his Red Sun, with his claws cutting through those who came close. His strong claws and wild growls, maybe unseen, but many received his wrath and reacted to his warnings. Nevertheless, lust for blood overpowered love and compassion, and maybe not strong enough to prevent the incident, he ran interference. Strange, how no one else, but the Black Robe had the courage to touch the child up. “Child I am going to take you and give you to a family who will care for you and will love you. This family has no love for you, but the new family will love you." He tore the teddy bear from her arms and left it in dark liquid on the floor, everyone was stepping over.

Don't Ever Forget . . .What One Learns

Grandfather stopped chanting and finally lit his medicine pipe. His rocking was symbolic of his receptive concentration. He listened and ask nothing until he finished smoking. “Red Sun, learned what?”

WE all stood together, the Great Grizzly, Sacred White Eagle, Sacred Mother, and the eternal spirit and bearer of Red Sun mortal live, never abandoned the child; Father Brown placed her in Sister M’s arms. They proved the stability for the child to depend on growing up and her connection with . . . guardians and spiritual development. Great Grizzly provided strength, spiritual love, and gentleness, with cuddling hugs, sacred smiles, and protective guardian. Sacred Mother provided guidance, Sacred White Eagle higher spirituality on a lifetime journey to explore our Universe’s native spiritual sacredness.

We needs to know the ones we put our trust in, because friendly enemies. Silence is not always golden. However, Sister M did hear and sought answers. That is when she learned and warned mother, her step-father wanted the two of us dead. He was openly going around the reservation offering money and booze for our deaths. This I learned from Father Brown, but he refused to tell me the name of my mother, because of . . . .

Don't Ever Forget . . .What happened to Red Sun?

Falsified Letter of Chattel Transfer and a False Birth Certificate modify consequences and added challenges to Red Sun’s life, but it does not mean one cannot learn in the sacred ways of ones people. Living in the wilderness (metaphorical) enhances instincts and awareness, maybe more than most. One who cautiously watches and study people, similar to a wolf hidden, and standing strong with the grizzly bear. Listening and observing the way individuals deliver every word, body behavior and languages. Analyze each individual’s action, reactions, behavior and mannerisms, towards others. All things combined reveals ones true heart and spirit, from the games they play to the words usage and personality changes say.

          What is important to remember, all of life one faces challenges, journeys, adventures and scores of lessons, because all of life is a lesson and what one leaves here with . . . is more valuable than what challenges one faced in one life. One must realize all too often one programs one results and challenges in a split second, during some maybe unrelated event, that takes one on a circle of journeys to bring one back to one objective and directive.

Mysterious Grandparents

The mysterious grandparents invited the two girls to spend Saturday night until 1155 hours Sunday, and not a minute longer. They shared teachings, insights, sacred traditions, spiritual knowledge, lessons learned, personal thoughts and spiritual communications. Indian time is not always judged by numeric time, however, closer to the deadline, grandfather and grandmother insisted the two leave, quickly. Grandmother grabbed their backpacks and speeded the girls out of the house at 1145 hours. The only thing they told the girls they needed to take a special journey and their transportation would arrive soon.

          Little Turtle and Red Sun had not traveled too far from the house at 1156 hours, Red Sun looked back to understand what they meant by special transportation. No house anywhere, in front of where is stood . . . Chief in traditional dress, with one tall, standing, walking silver-tip grizzly bear, behind him, and the two moved together in unison. Grandmother had become a beautiful young woman, with long black hair, wearing an amazing white beaded buckskin outfit. Transportation: one traditional longhouse appears, only a few yards beyond the unseen house, in front of the three, who quickly walked inside the long house and all departed within three exhales.

Red Sun/SunHawk Life Adventures © 2009

Author: Michelle Red Sun EagleHawk

The following I have divided into sections, since it has many parts, with several messages. It is one of the more powerful, concentrated events, in my life with very powerful truths. In truth, this is something you will have to absorb, if I had not lived it I am not sure what I would have thought and it is still hard for me to wrap my mind around the entireness of these actions

To all my friends these article holds great and exciting impact, it reveals there is more to our universe than just us, it shows some powerful examples of both positive and negative physics. It also shows how in many cases of spiritual intervention can be explained away with physics, yet here you gain an insight into how and why this is possible and understand the amazing impact and conditions.

There is still more information after this family adventure, but I think the photos of StillsWater with her children tell it better than words. Yes, total faith, not shared with fear, uncertainty or reservation; but enriched and strengthen with determination, personal and spiritual knowingness, prayer communications and many conversation, coupled with even stronger spiritual faith, and amazing things happen. Truth, one cannot give up, give in or allow a mustard seed of fear or doubt to poison ones spirit-heart. Truth is took close to eighteen months or unwavering faith, spiritual and physical purifications and cleansings, in addition to personal sacrifices willingly, before faith was rewarded.

All the elements were in play and then some  with physics in power

The Skit of Truth

What an Impact

[1500 hours Saturday] Physical analyses of house completed meant time to review the girls' experiences. I had them do skits so helped them analysis and relive what they experienced. It gave them to opportunity to say what happened without getting in trouble, if they understood circumstances and consequences. Over the weekend, they did several skits. StillsWater did the first skit and we discovered . . .

[2330 hours, Friday] gentle voice speaks in my dreams: Make breakfast for your sisters, cooking, and serving food is a gift of love to honor ones rebirth, especially if one, you StillsWater, allows mother to sleep. Know you are alive because your mom has given, and done much to get you well.

StillsWater is up at 0500 hours, Saturday, and prepares breakfast before she gets her sisters up to eat a large breakfast with her. She loved pancakes and eggs, and today with a side of French toast, to enjoy its taste and texture. It has only been the last couple of days I have been able to enjoy the pleasure of food, freedom from pain, and it is so much fun to chew food, instead of drink it. Besides the stove has a griddle in the middle, which was fast fun cooking.

Breakfast clean began 0615 hours the same voice speaks to all three: "Create a candle for mom; this will be a nice thank you gift of your love." All agreed and StillsWater placed the wax pan directly over the flame, minus the double boiler, which she forgot was necessary after 100 times asking why.

Pop straight up out of skit: Now I realize misdirection by a trickster and he used our conversation to play on our strong passionate emotions. The trickster's voice of deception connected our happiness of family love for you Mom. Mom, we all checked and believed we saw the burner set on low flame . . . but the flame was on high when it flared up. Trickster's plot he set in play for death to come through violent destruction to claim lives."

"Finish the skit and then we will talk, my girls."

[0623 hours], seconds before we completed cleanup, smoke signals rise from the pan, StillsWater rushes to the stove, unaware of holding a large glass of cold water in her hand. Fear of fire burning down our home, I pray and hear and a voice keeps repeating toss the water into the fire . . .

Eruptions . . . . in split microsecond we hear the Boom, see the flash, and flames race to engulf face and upper body. StillsWater: hovers inside the heart of volcanic microblast, body against the stove and face within inches of pan. Two younger see her consumed by fire, while sisters stood less than a yardstick apart from each other inside ashes to light

 StillsWater, "Honest, I saw the face and hand of Satan, reaching up to pull me within his fire . . . straight to . . . . Eyes blinked darkness gone and we are standing inside a universe of bright white lights, in a different space, outside of here . . . conditions pass, we see our home and hear, 'You are safe from evil— NOW.' "

Pure bright light . . . frozen in place . . . StillsWater void of sensations, what prevented flames destruction, we saw, heard, nor experienced, anything between explosion and smoke cleared. Earth Star returns, screaming StillsWater's dead . . . she summons Mother and she arrives, confused about what happened?"

"Sweetheart, I wish I could give you a clear answer, but not right this minute, this is not a simple incident it needs a number of complex answers, the impact is powerful. One must examine the parallel of these circumstances after a few calls Monday morning. The good thing is we are all alive, the bad thing we are going to have to eat out the next couple of days, all those days of obsessive cleaning destroyed." Flashing on events, "Wow, girls you are not the only one trickster played games, with to make this happen." Now I understand the trickster's enigma play on stress: Mother you can relax StillsWater live renewed; sleep in until 0700 hours at least one day. You have no need to make candles at 0400 hours—love and faith prevailed. Nothing is safe from then and they will use it all, now I understand the reason the statement to thy own-self be true.

It took a lot of sacred ones in action to save the children, the house and many lives were in the neighbor.

Yes, there was so much more I learned over the next ten days that would make ones hair curl.

Back-story in Short to Why the Trickster Attack

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One of Many Factors Satan was Mad

[0900 hours to 1600 hours Monday and Tuesday] I contacted several priests and physicists to get their prospective on these unique conditions, allowing with the girls to listen to our conversations; which covered our weekend information and a condensed back-story linked to this incident:

Approximately twenty-months earlier StillsWater experienced near death experience; caused by excessive blood lose. Saved by an angel, who took my form [0330 hours] and called a code blue emergency. Summonsed to the hospital at 0440 hours, to support StillsWater and confront hospital staff. 0700 hours two-doctors invited me into their lounge: StillsWater was in advance stages of Juvenilia Rheumatoid Arthritis and her life expectance is short.

In my heart, a strong knowledge spoke, StillsWater's life in mother's hands and she will get well. Strong faith without doubt, she will recover and stand strong. I realize this would require all my spiritual knowledge and skills to make it happen, but it will happen.

Grandmother M taught personal sacrifices, is one of several important ingredients to prove ones sincerity, which begins with commitment, inner-personal knowingness, strength, and personal sacrifices combined with spiritual love, energy, time, and sacred prayers. On our way home, 1000 hours I purchased ten-continual-prayers-candles, to burn 24/7, at in the center of our house, which was just happen to be our four-direction entry/pathway.

Original sacrifices: purchasing blessed candle (enlightenment) combined with sacrificing sleep, obsessive-compulsive housecleaning symbolic of StillsWater's total JRA cleansing and healing. Using every minute of cleaning to communicate with guardians via conversational prayers meant to carry my prayers to the Creator. Burning purchased candles continued exactly forty-days and nights, until . . .

The thirty-seventh morning Angels arrived on the waves of dawn's first light . . . Amazing how actual angelic visitations come in mysterious ways and this one was unique. Lift, transport from bed one Red Sun, on air, approximately one-foot above floor to office and place in office chair, forty-five.

Journey incorporated a second forty journey, visual forty-day and night insight into the Son of Man experiences with Satan on the mountain, after his baptism. "Behold within his experiences are many lessons/gifts we offer, you." Okay, (?) . . .

Sacred Father's instructions to follow to prove sincerity to insure StillsWater recovery, healing, and life renewal: Sacrifices, lessons, and tests: designed to teach, challenge, and strengthen our foundation, character, and reveal ones inner-faith. Healing candles only as instructed . . .  Blue stars with frankincense and myrrh crystals, not oils, plus natural sage and cedar. I could only make enough candles for thirty burning hours, up by 0400 hours each morning to make candles and clean house. Use only one match to light the first candle and from then on, you will light each from the one burning. Design daily activities around the sacred prayer candles, not the candles around activities. You can only ignite the fresh when the candle is within its last quarter inch. . . .

Departing words: Beware; if your daughter is healed, Satan will try to take all of you through fire. Take precautions to prevent your house from burning down and ending StillsWater life because it will empower him to end all your lives. Beware of his tricksters there are many and they will not give up without a fight.

"Fast foreword through the months, of faith, prayers and spiritual determination [172 hours before eruption], during StillsWater's normal Wednesday blood sacrifice the doctor's words became the Sacred Father's hardest test of character, faith and inner-strength: Time to make funeral arrangements. . . StillsWater only has a couple of weeks to live—if that much.

Between a single mortal heartbeat, spirit-heart carries faith all through heaven: Doc, your words pronounce . . . life not death for our six million dollar medical—girl. Now she receives heaven's sacred blessings for life anew she will recover from death and rebirth is at hand.

Following Wednesday, [0330 hours] eighty-three hours before eruption, a Sacred Mother transports StillsWater from bed to floor and summons since she was not able to get out of bed without help and she summons . . . "Mother, come to your daughter's side, its time."

Sacred healing power floods StillsWater's room with dancing crystal blue light—revealer of truth: uncover (oversize voodoo) rods, the destroyers of StillsWater's spiritual and physical life form. Via Sacred Mother's instructions, this mother removes the rods. When all was completed, I lifted her back in until time for StillsWater's weekly bloodletting, six hours later. We return home and she slept strong for the next forty hours, she/we discovered painless sleep and mobility, in addition to pleasure of regained ability to chew solid foods.

Thursday morning, forty-three hours count down, to eruption, phone rings, doctor says, he needed to take a second test, no other explanation. Friday, twenty-one hours and fifteen minutes and counting down: Doc calls, ". . . Lab re-checked StillsWater's blood twice; it’s a miracle . . .  no more JRA. Once I covered the back-story, of events and impact I received insight into how others connect spiritual, universal, and quantum physics and the concept Sacred Father and angels have abilities and knowledge to interact with physics. Spiritual faith adds to physics, which lead to renewal of StillsWater life and her physical form purified, mental and spiritual cleansed, while her new spiritual life awareness awakened."

A time to listen watch and learn and children speak more truth in their skits.

When they listen they learn more than even they realize.

 The girls held hands: "GUARDIANS . . . We send you our love and thanks for your healings and protection of this family. Mom, guardians exist. They protected us from Satan's anger. No wonder Satan and his trickster . . . tricked us by using our love so he could have his revenge. Our guardian angels protected us and put out the fire."

Thanks to all for your sacred spiritual love and prayers you are helping Australia 

From Heaven with Love 

Let the spirit of all your drums sing out, for they too possess great sacred healing powers,

which can add to universal/spiritual physics and help those in need!

Let the spirit of the drums SING!

You can find the full details regarding prayers for Australia on http://nDnScienceQuantumPhysics.spaces.live.com

Zeynep Ankara wrote:

Love is the Expression of Our Sacred Father's Love Shining through Us

Although, it was a beautiful sight yes, filled with sacred blessings, my heart realized this had many sides and it sink. Knowing SunHawk's health condition, recalling visions, and watching his behavior, accompanied with all the messages every other day, wanted to make sure I was preparing for his crossing. The signs were not overtly obvious, much, but for one that can read signs the messages were there, warnings hidden inside many messages of changes for StillsWater and Red Sun, and signaling it is time for SunHawk to undertake a different journey.

Looking back at SunHawk's face, I could read his wide-open consciousness; of what he knew would come soon. Yes, even if he is not aware, he is reading the signs, symbols, and conditions, of this unique environment. None of SunHawk's guardian totems: Reading the event we quickly realized none presented a connected to SunHawk. Sacred Father White Eagle summonsed to StillsWater, Red Sun and many sacred guardians connected to us to join him, including us, inside his sacred circle of light eternal. From any place, one stands it is amazing, spiritual awakening, all are able to observe, absorb, and become part of a truly sacred experience, while the Sacred One cleanses and purifies us within the Father's sacred light eternal. (Six weeks later, StillsWater becomes aware something is happening, something called pregnant.)

Over the years talking to Grandmother M and other spiritual elders, few reported personal experiences with the Sacred Father White Eagle, but they knew of times when Sacred Father White Eagle appeared. Yes, all agreed he arrives and transforms inside the Sacred Light Eternal, when he wants his presence known. The oneness of the Sacred Father is powerful and he can see straight into ones total being, and much more. However, I have not heard of anyone else witnessing the power of so many eagles and hawks together during one such sacred spiritual event. Elders I asked about white eagles, said if one sees a white eagle outside the sacred eternal light, it is not the Sacred Father only a white eagle, good logic.

Fascinating and concerning, for me to see, the one I did not expect to see until the hour of my crossing, the Sacred Father White Eagle, even though my daughters and I witnessed the Sacred Eternal White Light of the purest light and all is spiritual power on a couple of occasions it never transformed. Yet, this day, we both are old enough to appreciate the sacredness of his sacred eternal light and transformation into the most sacred, Sacred Father White Eagle. Now, we can fully recognize the majesty sacredness of sure a blessed spiritual experience, while standing within the sacred light of the Sacred Father, who has chosen to come and honor us from within his scared eternal light.

Memories, long dormant or maybe only slightly alive in my current memory, sprang to life, when his sacred power summonsed memories of his earliest visit, before I could talk, and in his presence he continue trigger with his songs of blessings and protection. Hear me child, awaken memory, and remember the time we were together on the sacred mountain; remember the naming ceremony, when I came to visit and embrace you with my sacred love. Know child, my sacred love, blessings and protections are with you. Soon the time will be, for you to take a new journey in life, without your man. Yet, child, all you see here I have sent to you to be with you, and yours, know they too, will be around to watch after you two, when you need them. Instant flash recall, enables me to relive the entire sacred naming ceremony, in a few seconds, he related our entire spiritual connection and visit, relived before the purpose and meaning of his new visit.

Still, I find it interesting, how one can experience so much in a short time span of thirty-seconds. The first five second of witnessing hearing the travel song of an eagle in flight, I recognize at the top of the sacred circle and when we looked upwards, we received the honor of his transformation. We watched a holographic form, coming into focus above Grandfather EagleHawk. Sliding across the first five-seconds and touching one the fifteenth seconds, reality stroke, which makes it hard to deny the signs of changes before us, and realizing we are facing many changes ahead. Seeing Sacred Father White Eagle, taking solid forms, once the last eagles and hawks enter the sacred light, which becomes his way to make a strong confirmation of his messages, I received. His sacred presence confirms his power, protection, and blessing are with us. What a time to realize, life is in motion for us to begin our sacred journey, HE and the Sacred Ones, mapped out for Red Sun to travel.

The last ten seconds, taking stock of the enlightenment streaming forth from the sacred spirit-heart of the Sacred Father, which is amazing, to realize all within his amazing light are blessed, many winged ones and only two, two-legged within his circle. Once again, all that stood within the sacred light accept his sacred blessings within, within the sacred light that overpowers, even, the light of our sun, for the sacred light dissipates all shadows and cleanses all who are touched by the sacred light.