Crescent Moon Camp - Maria Yraceburu

In this post, Maria Yraceburu - Returning Star, Tsante of Taanaashkaada, keeper of Earth Wisdom, a voice of  Echicasay … All Our Relations - weaves an intricate vision of Self-Appreciation and the Great Coming Together.

Proceed with Open Heart, for it is balm upon a travelers soul.  We are all seekers, seers, Earth Keepers … even by reading this post.  Let US remember we are All One, each uniquely endowed with a Divine space of possibility held sacred at the Heart of Human Kind.

Along the path of life, Wise Ones come to help us navigate the mystery of our Inner Space, the landscape of BE-ing, and appreciate the experience of being Alive.  Maria is one such guardian, offering Earth Wisdom as we shift into the Fifth World of Peace and Illumination.  Ekstasis.

Taanaashkaada - the Great Coming Together and the age of Peace and Illumination

and so begins Maria …

” This is my truth. I look forward to others.

It’s my best work.

True, there have been a few cross sections… light and shadow.

I recognize many. But after a few intimate glimpses, they seem long ago – my life has changed so much. The heat rises within me, most have made
me happy – and others most definitely! That has lasted through the
years.

When it comes to my friends, time has been no limit. We share love for
each other that is never consumed. There is always room for more. No
matter how long we are apart, we are like minutes from before each time
we come together. We think of one another and smile.

What amazes me most of all is how the numbers have grown with little
effort, the dreams of traditional extended family community and the
enthusiastic way we see one another. We watch each other from the
expanse of our dreams, supporting, adding energy when we can.

I am lucky enough to have a strong support base. My path laid before me by Elders.

There is a place… a place bathed by Grandfather’s light.

Honest, I’ve dreamed it!

The light spills down through ponderosa pine.

I could use help with the vision. I’ll share with you.

Glance at potential, my friend.

C’mon… how would it be to be relevant in something, someway that
effects a bigger whole. Community working, living, preserving
continuance, pouring our love into a lifework.

Coming Home.

“Do you know the Crescent Moon Ceremony?” Shoshone-Cherokee medicine man, Rolling Thunder sat before me.

“Yes… Grandpa taught me. It’s been a long time… Grandfather [Rolling
Thunder], about the vision… you’ve had it. We’ve all had it… it’s more
than any of us can do alone.”

Rolling Thunder was a friend of my grandfather’s, and I was visiting him during a lecture at Chico State around 1979 or 1980.

He opened his eyes. “Moon Fire, addressing me by my childhood name, it
will come… Crescent Moon Camp carries the dream and time will be along.”

He smiled and stroked my hair affectionately; a child of a friend. “…it will come.”

Today I walked above the llama pasture and began to play my flute.

Spirit blows on the summer breeze. Land bathed, truth, I know. Heart
strong lights the sky, and comes from you. Llamas showed me new ways
after the lightning. They would sit with me for long periods of time. I
am in initiation. I become. Known. My song, once Moon Fire, now
Returning Star. Light answers come.

Three times I have sought the dream on earth. Grandfather’s
Taanaashkaada… my Crescent Moon Camp. Each time those that have
gathered have come closer than before. At last they must dream
themselves, I stand before the stars.

Hear me, stand as before your birth. Send light that others may see. Warm with your smiles that dreams might prosper.

The world shudders, and civilization shakes. The wind blows.

Bringing vision isn’t easy. Spirits speak. Humans listen as they will.
I know both voices. Signs, silence, speak again… a vision of merit,
worth my sacrifice.

We build a great fire. As the fire burns we sit close in such a way that we purify our intent.

When the lightning sickness comes I see the dream of my youth. My head becomes light, and electricity rages inside me.

Speak to Spirit, pray, bow your head so that your eyes see the blazing truth within. Speak and know the wisdom.
Mind cloudy. Laughter and no image. A voice, but no face.

Speak clearly. Brighten life from wisdom.

See, feel, hear. Allies.

It’s been like this. Drifting through space. Eyes to see, mouth to speak. Ears to hear; fingers to touch.
Open, great light shines forth. From the light comes an eagle. It flies
in three great circles. A feather falls… a gift… a promise.

It’s a strange thing. My head is on fire. I drink water and aloe.
Clouds. Mountains. Tend systems, purge toxins. This vision has been
held, loved and practiced knowledge for attendance.

~ Maria Yraceburu
Earth Wisdom Guardian, Taanaashkaada steward , friend, sister, Beloved.

Wow … so much wisdom here.  Breathe into your heart, remember - you are the Flow-er of Life.  Beauty in all things.  Blessed Be. We are ONE.

Ukehi shi’bijii *stacey

“You must approach quietly as a doe to the river for an evening drink. You must be slow as the ripening wood with the patience of an ancient weaver, bringing into being one perfect tapestry.” ~ naylin isikinihi naakai ts’ilsoose yraceburu

Today, I AM appreciating the beautiful tree still breathing beyond my window.  I say ’still breathing’ because two days ago its life was in peril.

I became aware of its precarious position as I sat at my desk, staring thru the windows of my computer, grossly involved in I’m not sure what.

Suddenly, out of the corner of my eye, I looked up to find the tree shaking wildly from side to side, as a “landscaper” tried to push it over and snap! its trunk.

Thankfully the ‘push’ of his small Cat-like machine was no match for the strength of deep roots.

Now, I have a confession:  One of the things I want to see before I pass from this earth is a falling tree.

To be more specific, to witness a tree gratefully giving itself back to the land, having lived a full life, returning home in its own time.   Not cut down, nor pushed over or having slowly died because it has been trimmed beyond its ability to thrive.

So, after racing thoughts seered through my mind, “No!  This is not how I want to see a tree go!”,  I prayed for a way to save this verdant friend and was inspired to make my way to the fence.

I greeted the ‘tree attackers’, inquired about their plans, then politely told them the tree wanted to stay — pointing out its unique beauty, cooling shade, and the value it would bring to the property they are trying to sell. Reiterating the tree wanted to stay did little more than garner smirks and rolled eyes.  I guess they don’t talk to trees often.

Only when I pointed out that its roots extended to my property, and that if uprooted, may cause trouble with the water and electric lines that run along the fence did they finally agree to re-look at the decision to take it out.

So what did the tree teach me about the Art of Persuasion?

We have to find what inspires others, not just what turns us on, in order to make positive change in the world.

We also have to be willing to have flexibility while standing our ground, bend toward the Lighter side of life, reach out to our neighbors, stick true to the be-leaf anything is possible AND let go of all attachments in order to nourish upcoming opportunities to thrive and grow!  What an amazing teacher trees can be!

So today I invite you to shift perspective and approach an opportunity or challenge from the other parties point of view.  How will this change your approach?  What inspiring ideas will come to you when the perspective changes from ‘What’s in it for me’ to ‘What’s in it for you’?

I would love to hear your stories and experiences where shifting views has made a positive difference for yourself — and, of course, others, too!

2nd World Lesson

The rugged mountains hold truth rare beneath Changing Mother’s time worn face. This truth runs gracefully through her soil like morning mist gently covering her shores. The time to find evolution’s truth in earth and in humanity is now. This precious truth is deep within and now we must seek.

Picture the arms of the love encircling ALL. For as sure as the Sacred Parents protecting love is around me, it is also around you. Now know that EACH and every move you make toward peace first found perfection in YOUR soul. Don’t judge others in their journey. We all will get there and everyone will perfect their real purpose for being here. Cherish the love that SEEMS to ebb and flow. It’s never gone. Only in the PRESENT can this be seen. Love, once given, is always a part of our identity. THIS MUST BE REMEMBERED.

Harsh words soon dissolve in this air, like foam on soapy water. The prattle of fear and ego is replaced with words of humble pride. We’re growing up. Don’t cling to illusions of negation that detain you from growth. ALL HUMANS are realizing the GREAT LOVE EACH RELATION POSSESSES, the ORIGINAL LOVE within each, removes the prior misunderstanding of sacred purpose for our being where we are.

Spin. Spin. Spin as a top. Love surrounds you like waves from thoughts sent near and far. Totality too great to grasp in this moment’s pause. Sacredness because it’s all of us and more. We are the source. Healing Winds of Change continue to blow, and soon we will reach our goal. Illusions once kept us away, our truth can now be found.

Spirits see what we are doing at all times. They know our every thought.

Many believe the Spiral Dance the continuance of life, the truth of many chances. With Changing Mother earth’s teachings and Spirit’s truth, we dance reality in the FOOTSTEPS OF OUR LIVING. WE experience totality. The prophecy of the 5th world reality continues to unfold.

~ Maria Yraceburu

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