Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Final Entry

This vision started out February 17, 2008, when I asked the Great Spirit of Life to give me a vision. What came to me was this flag for the women of Juarez, which was a picture of the Immaculate Conception which was made up of small pink crosses, sewn with prayers. Pink crosses represent the murdered and missing women from the factories along the Mexican border. They also represent women and children in conditions of poverty equaling slavery throughout the world.

There has been a struggle that I have been devoted to since 1981, when my dreams and visions led me to the Four Corners area where I met Grandfather Thomas. I met him when I heard him speaking about things that I had seen in my dreams and visions for the months before I came there. So I must bring this up as I consider it of the greatest importance that it be included in my final entry. Please help stop the land in the Four Corners area from being mined. According to the Hopi prophecy, your children’s children’s children will remember you for this with gratitude.

I started this blog also to show the struggles of one American who has no high school diploma or GED. I bring up my education in the hope of showing that it doesn’t take education to seek truth or higher consciousness. It does, though, require sincerity and tenacity to overcome fear and prejudices. I have found in this journey that finding true reality lies in continuous breathing, continuous change, and not holding on to anything.

After I delivered the flag, I had a new vision: a 9x12-foot flag (the dimensions aren’t important) also sewn with prayers and meditation, with a 6-foot hole in the center. When you look through the hole, you see the creator’s art work, you see creation.

In closing, I have these last two things to say. A woman asked me what kind of prayer she should do. Maybe I can’t answer that directly, but I’ll give a prayer that I aspire to. The prayer goes like this: Great Spirit of all heaven and earth, make me an instrument of your peace. Where there is hatred let me sow love. Where there is injury, pardon. Where there is doubt, faith. Where there is despair, light. Where there is sadness, joy. Great Creator, grant that I should not seek so much to be consoled as to console, to be understood as to understand, to be loved as to love, for it is in giving that we receive and in pardoning that we are pardoned, and it is in dying that we are born into eternal life. This is my version of the prayer of St. Francis of Assisi. Finally, as I look through the center of the flag, I see myself.

Hökto.

Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

This prayer flag is showing the creation of life in progress. As you view the art work in the center, you may see, feel, or hear the Artist at work. As I sew and pray I enjoy being close to this art work and the Artist. About the Artist, whom I call The Great Spirit, some comment and say the Artist who created this work I see before me has no focus or centered creativity. As for me, I am very creatively centered by observing this work. This flag is open to the public 24/7 for viewing and working on.

Prayer Flag April 2009

Sunday, July 6, 2008

The Flag is Delivered

On Saturday July 5 the flag was delivered to a Mexican pastor and his wife in El Paso. They were very happy to get this and assured me it would be delivered. And let it be said that the flag was folded properly and delivered by a U.S. Marine, and it’s on its way to Juarez to the women’s group. I’m going to continue collecting prayers for these women until these murders and disappearances along the border end or until there are so many people helping that my services are no longer needed. I’ve already received my next project—an international prayer flag for all the women and children who are suffering. People have asked me many times what motivates me to do this, and it’s actually a very simple answer. Before man showed his face on this earth, some creatures and then humans had a policy—women and children first.

Saturday, July 5, 2008

The Day After

I talked to the press yesterday—Fox 5. They said they might do an interview with me. Last night I stayed in some ancient Indian ruins, and while I was sewing on the flag it dawned on me that the Marines are the ones who traditionally put up the flag (when they’re present), so I feel honored to carry this flag as an ex-Marine and will treat it with all the respect that a Marine treats the flag. Perhaps the mission that I’m on is to not necessarily deliver it personally into Juarez but to take it across America and to see for myself what’s happening along the border, which I have. I do believe this flag will eventually reach these women or they will hear about it. Everyone I have met on my journey has been incredibly supportive of these women when I talk to them personally, except for one man who wanted to send his wife to Juarez. I suspect but do not know yet that this flag might take on international colors. Something has come to my attention through the people I’ve met and my dreams and visions that there is a great attack from multiple sides on the Catholic church. This attack is not by one organization and not by a combined effort, and I will not mention these religious orders or financial groups’ names. That’s not necessary; anyone who has eyes or ears knows who they are. But I will say that these groups attacking the church have as much or more of the same problems and their reasons for attacking are not holy. Now I have a sacred transmission from heaven. It needs to be said this way or else it will lose its power. God is in all. God is one. Quarreling among the churches is forbidden and sacrilege. Stop fighting over God’s property. Your children’s children will thank you. May the Great Spirit of all things open your heart. May you walk the good road in the direction of truth.
P.S. It's no longer a curse but a blessing to stay here amongst you.