For those who do not know the story of White Buffalo Woman go here: https://www.inspirationforthespirit.com/the-legend-of-white-buffalo-calf-woman/
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As this woman came closer to them, they could see that she was more beautiful than any woman they had ever seen. She wore a white fringed dress made of deerskin, and her hair hung loose about her shoulders. A small piece of buffalo hair was tied into her hair on the left side. Upon seeing the beauty of this maiden and that she was alone, one of the warriors was taken with lust for her and told the other that he intended to lay with her. The other warrior, who was pure in his thoughts, and could see that she was no ordinary maiden, begged him not to do this. The young warrior would not listen, and when he reached out to touch the maiden, a cloud fell upon him, and when it had cleared, all that was left of him was a pile of bones.
This part of the story refers to all who allow lust to dominate our thinking. Be that lust the lust for a woman or the lust for gold, oil, silver. all those things that allow the few to ride on the backs of the many.
These, like that warrior whose thought was only to rape will find themselves consumed, devoured, burned up by their desire.
As gold, oil, silver and more is removed from the earth so great holes are created which must be filled.
More than that, with oil the great lubricant and shock absorber this planet needs every bit as much as our bodies need it is, the great lubricant and shock absorber has been and is being removed. As a result we see an increase in earthquakes and upheavals.
There is more though far worse than this awaiting in the story of White Buffalo Woman.
In the most powerful telling of this story I have read after White Buffalo Woman gives all her gifts she lingers with the people.
Familiarity breeds contempt.
People forget.
The sacred becomes profane.
White Buffalo Woman becomes White Buffalo Woman.
Nothing special.
The warriors who as young men fought to save our lives are as old men mocked in their annual parades.
It is at this moment when the people consumed with the gifts forget the gift giver.
It is at this moment she leaves the people.
It is at this moment walking away that she reminds the people that she is not White Buffalo Woman, she is WHITE BUFFALO WOMAN:
The sacred woman then started to leave the lodge, but turning again to Standing Hollow Horn, she said: “Behold this pipe! Always remember how sacred it is, and treat it as such, for it will take you to the end. Remember, in me there are four ages. I am leaving now, but I shall look back upon your people in every age, and at the end I shall return.”
Medicine wheel
in the four sacred colors
Moving around the lodge in a sun-wise manner, the mysterious woman left, but after walking a short distance she looked back towards the people and sat down. When she rose the people were amazed to see that she had become a young red-and-brown buffalo calf. Then this calf walked farther, lay down, and rolled, looking back at the people, and when she got up she was a white buffalo. Again the white buffalo walked farther and rolled on the ground, becoming now a black buffalo. This buffalo then walked farther away from the people, stopped, and after bowing to each of the four quarters of the universe, disappeared over the hill.
The moment of renewal.
It is not to be feared.
St. Paul wrote that in the moment of renewal men will worship God but deny the power of God.
THE I CHING teaches that in the moment of Renewal men will perform sacrifices without blood for the power only of the ceremony.
In the end times men will sing Ritual songs without belief.
The Renewal of All Things Vision of Crazy Horse. Now, this moment, there are terrible fires all over the earth. Men have sunk to a level of brutality towards women unequalled in human history. These are the signs of the time. These are the signs of our time. The coming renewal of all things is not be feared. It is to be embraced with joy. After a long, terrible darkness the light is at last breaking through. A new day is dawning.
As a result of the turning away from all that matters to all that does
not matter a great vacuum has been created that must be filled.
It is being filled.
Before we can be resurrected we must die.
Welcome the coming death of all things.
What comes after is glorious.
It is the moment when having walked the gauntlet we will be able to run free through eternity.
We walk that gauntlet. We do not run. We accept as just what must be done to us whether it be just or not.
This is the mystery of the Crucifixion.
Those seeking truth seek it in one place.
On the Turin Shroud is the dust of the streets of Jerusalem. Jesus of Nazareth walked the gauntlet. He did not run.
We to whom Truth has chosen to reveal itself see Truth everywhere.
Dark Ages come, states Jane Jacobs in her last book, when people forget.
In The Fourth Age the people forget.
The Sacred Hoop has been restored.
We who walk the gauntlet proud state with every fibre of our being, “Let those among you without sin strike me.”
God help the one who does strike.
Luke 18: 8 “Do you think when I return I will find faith?”
When the people have forgotten completely, when men say, “I wear two hats, one in Church, one in the world,” then the moment of renewal is soon upon us.
–Reg Hartt 2019–08–17
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