SAD NEWS

To establish the continuity of this blog post, I must go back to my Facebook post, dated 6 January 2020:

“Relatives, I have recently connected with a Spirit Daughter, who is the great great granddaughter of Tecumseh. Her Grandfather is Tecumseh's son, of the Shawnee Nation. This dear daughter is currently facing the challenge of cancer. I have assured her that we, the community and fellowship of the Seventh Generation Native American Church will cover her in good prayers. However you pray, I entreat you, now, during this reading, speak a good prayer for our precious daughter. A'ȟo. Robert Black Eagle O Mítákuye Oyásín 🦅”.

It is with great sadness I must report our dear Sister, Julie, left her body earlier this week, 12 February 2020, and began her Journey through the stars, to the Spirit World. It is not often that I get overly emotional over the passing of a relative, but this arrow struck deep. There were literally hundreds of my readers who were aligned in prayer, communally, collectively, corporately covering Julie in our good prayers. Some of you, who are healers, and energy workers, sent your healing Medicine through the realm of the ethers. I am grateful and honored for each one you.

You, we, have demonstrated what a community of like-minded human beings can manifest as we step into the true understanding of O Mítákuye Oyásín, the knowledge that by the virtue of the shared, sacred breath and voice of Creator, we and all things are related.

The peculiarity of this experience, and the beauty of it as well, is, I never had the opportunity to meet Julie, or even physically speak with her. Her earthly home was somewhere in British Columbia. By and through the magic of Social Media, the Internet, etc, we connected in a manner that transcended the limitations of the physical. For me, supporting her, knowing our people were supporting her, compelled the relationship to something much higher, more intimate, if you will, that can only be experienced and acknowledged in the realm of Sprit.

Yes, there is great sadness in death, at least for those of us who remain on this Earth Walk. Julie leaves behind three adult children; there is much sadness for them as well. Yet, when we fix our eyes on the reality that she “ran (her) race with endurance”* and has thus realized the prize of her transition, which is that reality where, “there is no more pain, no more suffering, no more thirst, no more hunger, no more death”, where “all things are being made new”** we can be no less than jubilantly happy that this is her embracing, her experience, her reality, today. And for that we stand in gratitude. Wȟopila!

*Hebrews 12:1-3

**Revelation 21