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I
was walking along the oceans shore in the gulf islands. My boyfriend was
videotaping my footsteps, the water, the sky.
I asked him to sit down
and pray with me. He sat down for a few seconds and in an instant, said
he was done.
I was disappointed.
I told him to keep walking, as I wanted
to pray a little longer. I started to pray with urgency, perhaps it was
begging,
I felt pitiful.
All of a sudden two bald Eagles landed near me and started to Eagle cry.
They
were abrupt with me, “Kim, everything is going to be alright!”
This is what I heard in English, yet they were calling out in Eagle.
I
turned to look out over the ocean as I felt my nose turn into the Eagle's
beak and my eyes transform into Eagle's eyes. Vanity struck me.
My nose
was growing!
I shook my head and the transformation stopped.
Joe
sat there listening to my experience. He waited until I was finished.
Now I waited with anticipation.
What would he say it meant? Was I Eagle Woman?
Joe lifted his shoulders and said, “that happens all the time!”
Aunt
Bea eggs me on to tell Joe more of my personal metaphysical experiences.
So I continue with a childhood experience.
My
cousin Monica was sitting near the piano bench. The dollhouse was on top
of it. We were playing dolls.
I had Skipper or Barbie walking along the
bench and going towards the living room window.
I looked down to the end of the block.
There
was a silver disc coming straight over the rooftops! We were watching
the disc come closer and closer.
We started yelling!
The disc was now right in front of us, hovering over
the house right across the street! It then lifted up and went to the next
house.
We were still yellling, 'Dad! Uncle Art" !
The disc then disappeared
into thin air! Uncle Art finally reached the living room.
We told him
what we saw. He shook his head in disbelief.
The
disc was so close that we could see that there were no rivets, windows,
emissions or noise.
Nothing manmade could travel like that, then or now.
The next day we were listening to the CHAB radio channel, other people
had seen the disc.
The Moose Jaw army base had declared it an "unidentified
flying object."
I can still remember looking up at Uncle Art saying
“seeee Uncle Art seeeee!”
When
I finished telling Joe about the disc he looked very serious. “this
is very meaningful” were his exact words.
Joe told me that I should
go on a vision quest to see what Star People wanted from me.
He then decided
to take my sister, Dana and I up to Grandfather and Grandmother Rock,
with the hope of seeing Star People there.
I was ecstatic! We drove to a butte in South Dakota on the Standing Rock
Reservation.
The
buttes are covered with rattlesnakes. When we got out ot the car and started
walking up the butte,
Joe stopped and started to pray.
He told us that
he had just asked the Snake Nation to give us safe passage up the butte.
We were told to follow his footsteps.
Dana and I couldn’t keep close
enough to Joe all the way to the top!
Following his footsteps” takes on a whole new meaning! Joe identified many healing plants as we
went.
When
we reached the top there were Sacred stones, with imprints of the buffalo’s
tracks in them.
In the rock crevices there were packs
of tobacco and cloth
bundles in different stages of decomposition.
Dana was emotionally overwhelmed
so Joe was trying to comfort her.
My eyes were focused on the sky. I was
ready to see Star People at any time!
We said a prayer and left an offering,
Joe says “maybe next time.”
Wichapi
Wi, my Lakota name.
The name Joe Flyingby gave to me
at Isaac Dogeagle’s Sundance of the Little Eagle Reservation in
South Dakota.
Joe is in the Spirit world now and in our hearts.
The
Star Nation has always been part of my life.
I would like to share Star Nation’s contributions to Lakota life
through paintings and storytelling.
Lakota history tells of gifts given
to us by the Star Nation. My paintings will explore the metaphysical experience. |
