Trees and I go way back, thousands of years (lifetimes). There was a time when the Vedress People lived and I remember it. Anastasia talks
about this time period. You find many mentions of it in her books. I have an indescribable alignment with word Vedress. The people of that time were in alignment with the all, the one in creation, co-creation together. They left us libraries of information in megaliths. Information contained in those rocks structure today. The Trees in certain areas of the world remember these people.
Trees hand down information to the plants through the root
systems, eco systems that develop around them and from the matter like leaves
that fall from them eventually eaten by the microbes into soil matter, breaking
down the information (matter) into a structure that can be taken in assimilated
by smaller beings. Taking in food, air, water is the same as taking in
information in our environment, part of us humans, animals, plants, trees and
beings that live in soil have programs within to decipher the information
without us even knowing it, our systems can adjust to what is. In some cases if
it cannot adjust, severe environmental issues like radiation it will kill us
when we cannot find the information to adapt to in our environment through the information we take in. That is why what man is doing to the planet is causing, will cause and extinction and most do not even know that is going on now.
I have always loved trees. I have had the great privilege of meeting many trees in their nature eco systems and also in the human made eco systems. Trees are the most magnificent beings on earth. Tree consciousness is ancient, patient and peaceful like a Zen master would be like if he/she was a tree. I have visited the redwoods in California and the information there was so old from a time that there was peace there. I could hear the inhales and exhales of those trees and the plants that grew around them worshipped them. The air was still ancient, moist; pollen rich like the whole earth was at one time. I read a book about the earth thousands of years ago and there was speculation that we humans had capacities in our lungs to breath in all the pollen in the air and live off it. it contained everything in it we needed. The air was rich with such food for us then. I suspect that this is where the modern ideas of breatharianism comes from when we could simply live off breathing even for water and food in our atmosphere. I have memories about that time on earth as well. I can remember running through green tall grasses and pollen is floating everywhere, the air is warm, moist and I feel at peace with all life around me. I never knew hate, anger, rage, and fear in that life experience. It did not exist we humans were one with the all, the one.
My first experience with a tree Spirit was on a fall day. 2005? I had a single size futon that I had made into a couch. I positioned it in the living room so I could lay on it and look out my window. I loved to look out of my second story window and contemplate the sky, clouds, weather and large trees outside of my apartment.
One early morning with coffee in hand I laid down on the futon I felt dreamy, drifting consciousness kind of “out of it”. The sun was shining through the window onto the lower end of the futon across the bottom half of my body which invited me to sink into the vastness of what I call the dreaming
state. I drifted on the waves of awareness for several hours in a hypnotic
state. As I was coming back into my body laying on the futon, I saw “it” it was
in the tree moving towards me.
In the large fully leafed tree outside the window I saw a cloud of energy form, this cloud of energy reminded me of a dragon. The long neck and head, it was twisting its neck around turning to look at me as it formed. I remember thinking; “oh my God, that is the spirit of the tree!” The spirit stretched out its neck aligning its head to make eye contact with me, I watched its mouth open and I knew it was going to talk to me! That is when I fully sat up, I almost screamed, the hair on the back of my neck was standing up. By the time I shook off the state I was in, the spirit had left.
I became a tad bit more respectful out in nature especially around trees. My inner landscapes changed after the first visitation of the tree spirit.
When you know that there is a conscious spirit being or soul in all livings things, deep reverence of all life takes hold.
I met lots of indigo kids in my line of work of all ages. There was a particular one who stands out to me, he is now an adult. He told me some really fantastic things about energies that he had observed in his life. He had been brought up in the city. He was tuned into energies that are in, surround cities in his younger years. The lower vibrational beings that come in inter-dimensionally use electric energy; they pull energy from the human made grid which brings them into this time and space. This electricity helps them to full form and operate here with us. They take over cities and the people who live
in them creating a mental illness state. Eventually they hitch rides around on
people called entities and can cause death. Sometimes these beings become
powerful and we may call them demons and they make there way into the bodies of humans. The concrete and black top blocks the earth energy and nature beings from being able to balance out the frequency. There is no real protection from these beings in cities. They multiply rapidly using the electric grid for the power source the need, like portholes. I have seen video of these beings working in our world via electric power lines; you can see them in full form at night around lights and places that emit great amounts of power.
There is information that I have read about that gives scientific basis for what the First Nation people knew long ago. That the frequency of the earth, which they call the heart beat of the earth and there understanding of aligning with it and it is practiced to this day. We can align ourselves with the heart beat of earth is simply by standing quietly, connecting, breathing gratitude into all living things and gently tap your chest where you heart is in a heart beat motion.
The indigo told me that he had to move out of the city and the first chance that opened, he moved to the forest and lives there today. The energy of nature is strong, the nature beings or forces hold the energy for all life, and they hold the thread of our world together and protect it. I feel that people who have negative experience in nature are themselves negative and are being scared out of sacred areas.
These nature spirits have no need to move in and out of dimensions. Their life is here on earth with us, attempting to teach us and holding the world together we experience as real. The more we destroy nature, the more we kill the good energies, destroying the world, their worlds and the lower vibs take over. Like attracts like: pollute a river and the nature spirits leave it and darkness falls in the form of entities who come in and keep that river hostage. Dams I now
believe cause imbalances of energy life forms. Nature spirits can fix anything,
but we have to stop the damage we are doing in order for that to happen. We
loose power that is/was given to us to make the journey all the way, destroying
the ability of the nature world to keep the balance for us by allowing others whose energies are lower to rape our home of everything living and use all living and man made energy to do so.
I attended Biodynamic courses for farming and while I was there I took a course called Phenomenology. I have taken many classes, courses,
practices on pruning and taking care of trees. I prune trees with a focus on
communication, structure and health which includes nutrient issues of the tree. I study them before I prune them. During a Phenomenology class on trees I had a mind blowing observation about trees, the forces they live with and how these natural force/s play into everything about them. I would often return home after these classes sobbing. The shift in my consciousness and the awareness that came into me were often distressing to my beliefs or a relief of truth. Either way it was powerful time for me and trees.
Shortly after this class I had a dream about two trees that were the pine/spruce category. The trees moved around just like people with no visible features. The Trees took me into a barn and on the wall were jars of green liquid. The trees first discussed with me the medicine that can be gained by extracting the juice out of the leaves or needles. I would call this Tree juice in my waking state. I do not remember how to make it, did not come back to the waking dream with those instructions. Hopefully one day something will trigger the memory loose on how to make it.
The one Tree being was aggravated; frustrated with this world we were sharing. I could feel the anger directed at me. I got the feeling that the tree beings knew committing and coming into this world that the whole
human evolution thing was going to be a challenge for all beings at some point
and that point was now. One of the Trees was venting anger at me, I was trying
to full stay conscious in the dream while he was talking but I had a hard time
because the things he was telling me were trigging a shock to my current
The Tree being said to me that all living things made a contract in the past to come to this reality for the highest and greatest purpose for the evolution for humans/souls. He said the rocks beings came from their rock world; the water being came from the water world or also known to some of us as the blue planet, trees came from the tree world and so forth until the canvass was created.
My understanding of the experience was that we are all the same, nothing is better than something else. Everything has power, awareness, consciousness and that life force is specialized from what ever world they come from. We are all aliens to this world, making it work and it is suppose to be together.
The Tree being wanted me to know that they love us and came here to assist us into the levels of consciousness, divinity that they are connected to.
Trees really are our friends, brothers and sisters, helpers and teachers; Scientifically it is proven we cannot live with out trees and plants. They provide us with oxygen on a planet being murdered by co2 and in some case food and medicine. Medicines that are yet to be discovered by us in the modern age, but are known to ancient societies and some still living today.
The trees breathe in the co2 and exhale oxygen. They are the lungs of our
planet! Natural purifying air filters.
Some of the blogs I write seem to be really far out there for some of you and that is okay, keep opening, listening and do not give up on yourself. Some questions that may be worth asking yourself: What happened to me?
What happened to the aware kid I once was? When I knew magic, nature and walked in the dream world? When did I give up? When was the last time I was in the natural world just to observe it?
Today is a good day to find yourself a sacred tree my friend, sit under it for a least several hours, go there everyday for a week, allow yourself to surrender, rest, trust and let the tree being remind and regenerated you who you really are. You may even see its true self? Oh the shock and awwwww!
All beings came here for friendship and as teachers for humans to play a game out called Earth. I suspect that in the past civilizations, farther back than we are aware of, a long time ago we were all one living together. What if salvation was returning back to the stewardship of nature and all living things? If God is the “All” then wouldn’t He/She be all living things? Then could we not see the hand of our creator in the trees, plants, stars, soil, seeds, animal/s including snakes? Why would we destroy what God created? Why would we? And knowing this why would we continue to be a part of the destruction of this beautiful place God made for us to in order to co-create with all living beings?
Maybe it is “we” that have to return to the garden of Eden within to enable our own salvation with God? Maybe we are the garden of Eden when we are in full consciousness? Maybe we can begin to know ourselves and God by taking the time to visit a tree and be open enough to listen?
I want to first off again let you readers know that I am not first nation blood. There are many tribes all over the world with similar and sometimes not: ideas, beliefs and practices. Today I am writing about my ideas, beliefs and practices that may be similar or not to those of first nation person/s. My work in creating, crafting, building my medicines is my own. I have had the pleasure of learning from many people who walk in the dreaming realms, shamanistic, medicine/s circles and spirit worlds. I have developed my own work based on the similar things I have learned. Sometimes a teacher has been present and sometimes not and during those times I had to build on what I had already known. I have come to respect traditions when necessary and understand that sometimes I am on my own and I have to make it myself by working with Spirit creating my medicine tool chest that is used for myself, animals, other people, air, sky, wind, plants, trees, soil, earth, buildings, you name it! I just do not want to pretend to be something I am not. I also want you to know that you can create your own medicine/s and how you use them. Building the steps towards what ever medicine you desire to know, by creating friends with it. Pray is always a good tool in letting the living being/s you are working with know you are serious.
Right now I am going to discuss “prayer smoke”. Tobacco is the medium in which the prayer is carried to the creator by spirals of smoke floating up. Tobacco is very serious business maybe one of the most important medicines used. I have tobacco heirloom seeds of several varieties and once I start farming will be planting, growing, harvesting, and becoming friends with, learning about its medicine with a desire to grow my own sacred tobacco for ceremony.
Currently when I buy tobacco I buy it from first nation stores. I buy the organic across the board. I buy high quality I am using it to send a message, a request to Great Spirit or God, I never cheap out on Spirit!
I have been in situations where a serious prayer was seriously needed and had to use a cigar. It was high quality Cuban. There times where sacred is what you make of it. That is what happened here.
I was always against smoking. My mom smoked pretty heavy and it just never felt right to me, made me sick when people in my generation smoked in the house, on planes. It was bad news! When I began working with tobacco it was usually added to smudge. It was usually some group purification event so many people used a pinch of tobacco, prayed into it and added it to the pot of smudge. I also would add lavender, jasmine, rose flowers, other types of herbs into the mix when needed like in a house blessing.
After that I started using a loose leaf tobacco blend for offerings to land, front door areas, water, especially when going into a place like a vast forest I would offer before I stepped onto a the trail. I use the tobacco offerings in a way of saying hello, I am here, I am friendly, I honor you, by the way bless you, I am listening and I come in peace!
Several years ago I was asked to do healing work on a powerful woman. Her name is Heather. She wrote a book about her experience as a white woman married to the last dreamer and chief of the Yaqui nation. The book is called the Queen of Dreams in case you want to read it.
We would begin the session with pray smoke. Setting the intention for the session and calling in Great Spirit. Her prayer was for what she needed from me and my prayer was for the best I could be for her. She taught me that it is okay to use cigarettes for pray smoke. She preferred a smaller cigar type. It is when it all came together for me. Now I use loose leaf, or premade always organic and always in alignment of the highest pray and good. I never smoke, when I smoke I pray.
Mediums all over the world have used smoking as a way to intice spirits from the other worlds into this one for the purpose of communicating. I do not do medium work I have found I can connect in to God and get what I need to know there.
Back in my manic days when I did not understand walking THE PATH and giving everything to it. Back then I was more into trying to control my reality, life that was constantly a mess of drama and chaos. One day up and the next down, an emotional disaster I was even if no one could see it. I think most everyone I knew and this applies to today was so caught up in their drama of trying to force there life into a form they could live with always around money, the fantasy that was projected onto us by mind control experts through TV, food, society that project on to us what we should be, look like, what to wear and if we did so we would fit in and be so unbelievable happy! Bullshit’a’rony big time.
I began the path of my people when I was born into this world. I did not formally accept the path until 23 and it was not until my brain tumor that I fully complied with living fully in a conscious way, a ritual way, a ceremonial way, hour by hour, moment by moment. Eventually it comes down to dying the physical death or the shamanic death, rebirth, resurrection to BE the person I came here to BE. My life is all about my spiritual work which has mostly been emotional work until now. Once I gave in I could finally see what prayer is, means and why I must do it. Before my prayers were all over the place. I asked for things to be the way I wanted them, not in the way they needed to be for the full evolution of my spirit. When I began prayer smoking I had paragraphs of words while I attempted to hold intention and attach them to the smoke in the form of prayer and I wondered why it did not seem to work for me. Why God was some how not listening? Maybe there was no God, no Creator? Everything was way too complicated because that is what I was, complicated.
Steps I take: I find a good energy place outside to sit or stand in. I pick up the object I am using for the pray smoke. If I was given the right to be a pipe carrier and maybe some day I will I would use the sacred pipe putting the tobacco in it carefully with full attention and intention of my prayer. I am using my own rolled cigs or bought ones these days. I will hold the cig to my head focus of intent and then to my heart and focus of intent. Then I call to the 7 directions I hope to write a blog on my experience with the directions in the future stay tuned! Next I light with matches; this is another sacred idea here. Only use that which is or comes from a living being. Matches come from the standing beings which are tress and are consider very sacred and what they bring to light the pray. Then I began pulling in the smoke and intentionalizing it with my intent and blowing it out allowing it to flow to the heavens, most the time carried by the wind. Then when I am done I usually put whatever is left into my sacred jar for keeping. I never leave any medicine even used anywhere. It is mine. I might need it down the road even the smallest bit.
The tobacco plant has the most beautiful flowers that smell out of this world good. The flower is white and looks like a vessel and bees love it, honor it. I have spent a good length of this life to learn to honor tobacco, to trust, to settle down in a uniform intention and pray a prayer worth praying. The more I settle in and trust, the more I find there is only one prayer that is worth praying, worth intent, worth sending a smoke signal to the heavens and is worth it to Great Spirit and that is Thank-you. It is all I send these days, it is a simple intention held during the duration of the pray smoke and it is really the only pray that matters for me these days. I have nothing to prove, to conjure, to do as my ego slips into the unified self and I am everything in this moment as I surrender into being. The Thankfulness that I have reached in my life, some sort of sanity and my need for anything becomes less and less. I am everything and all there is left to do is thank God for my life, for my being when I feel prayer is needed. When I feel the desire come from within to light up my sacred tobacco, hold my intent in my mind, heart and with every cell emotionally aligned into full being producing in harmony the being’ness of thank you. As I send my pray smoke to the Spirit of all things with Thankfulness for creating me.
Lomatium dissectum is a member of the parsley family. It was used extensively by Native Americans in the Northwest U.S. and Northern Nevada, where it grows commonly. They used it for colds, flu and upper respiratory infections but many other uses have also been noted.
In 1918, Dr. Ernst Krebs, M.D., who lived in Carson City, Nevada discovered that people of the Washoe nation seemed to be recovering well from an influenza epidemic.
He asked some of the elders about their medicine. They called it “Toh-sa” or “Do-sa” and showed him how to prepare it. Dr. Krebs noticed its biting odor of balsamic resins and called it Balsamea. However, botanists later named it Lomatium Dissectum when they classified it. It is commonly called “biscuit root” as native used the pulp to pound into cakes, sometimes also known as the name, “Indian carrot”.