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18.01.2022 This is written by Chief Dan George, In the course of my lifetime I have lived in two distinct cultures. I was born into a culture that lived in communal house...s. My grandfather’s house was eighty feet long. It was called a smoke house, and it stood down by the beach along the inlet. All my grandfather’s sons and their families lived in this dwelling. Their sleeping apartments were separated by blankets made of bull rush weeds, but one open fire in the middle served the cooking needs of all. In houses like these, throughout the tribe, people learned to live with one another; learned to respect the rights of one another. And children shared the thoughts of the adult world and found themselves surrounded by aunts and uncles and cousins who loved them and did not threaten them. My father was born in such a house and learned from infancy how to love people and be at home with them. And beyond this acceptance of one another there was a deep respect for everything in nature that surrounded them. My father loved the earth and all its creatures. The earth was his second mother. The earth and everything it contained was a gift from See-see-amand the way to thank this great spirit was to use his gifts with respect. I remember, as a little boy, fishing with him up Indian River and I can still see him as the sun rose above the mountain top in the early morningI can see him standing by the water’s edge with his arms raised above his head while he softly moanedThank you, thank you. It left a deep impression on my young mind. And I shall never forget his disappointment when once he caught me gaffing for fish just for the fun of it. My son he said, The Great Spirit gave you those fish to be your brothers, to feed you when you are hungry. You must respect them. You must not kill them just for the fun of it. This then was the culture I was born into and for some years the only one I really knew or tasted. This is why I find it hard to accept many of the things I see around me. I see people living in smoke houses hundreds of times bigger than the one I knew. But the people in one apartment do not even know the people in the next and care less about them. It is also difficult for me to understand the deep hate that exists among people. It is hard to understand a culture that justifies the killing of millions in past wars, and it at this very moment preparing bombs to kill even greater numbers. It is hard for me to understand a culture that spends more on wars and weapons to kill, than it does on education and welfare to help and develop. It is hard for me to understand a culture that not only hates and fights his brothers but even attacks nature and abuses her. I see my white brothers going about blotting out nature from his cities. I see him strip the hills bare, leaving ugly wounds on the face of mountains. I see him tearing things from the bosom of mother earth as though she were a monster, who refused to share her treasures with him. I see him throw poison in the waters, indifferent to the life he kills there; and he chokes the air with deadly fumes. My white brother does many things well for he is more clever than my people but I wonder if he has ever really learned to love at all. Perhaps he only loves the things that are outside and beyond him. And this is, of course, not love at all, for man must love all creation or he will love none of it. Man must love fully or he will become the lowest of the animals. It is the power to love that makes him the greatest of them allfor he alone of all animals is capable of love. Love is something you and I must have. We must have it because our spirit feeds upon it. We must have it because without it we become weak and faint. Without love our self esteem weakens. Without it our courage fails. Without love we can no longer look out confidently at the world. Instead we turn inwardly and begin to feed upon our own personalities and little by little we destroy ourselves. You and I need the strength and joy that comes from knowing that we are loved. With it we are creative. With it we march tirelessly. With it, and with it alone, we are able to sacrifice for others. There have been times when we all wanted so desperately to feel a reassuring hand upon usthere have been lonely times when we so wanted a strong arm around usI cannot tell you how deeply I miss my wife’s presence when I return from a trip. Her love was my greatest joy, my strength, my greatest blessing. I am afraid my culture has little to offer yours. But my culture did prize friendship and companionship. It did not look on privacy as a thing to be clung to, for privacy builds walls and walls promote distrust. My culture lived in a big family community, and from infancy people learned to live with others. My culture did not prize the hoarding of private possessions, in fact, to hoard was a shameful thing to do among my people. The Indian looked on all things in nature as belonging to him and he expected to share them with others and to take only what he needed. Everyone likes to give as well as receive. No one wishes only to receive all the time. We have taken something from your cultureI wish you had taken something from our culturefor there were some beautiful and good things in it. Soon it will be too late to know my culture, for integration is upon us and soon we will have no values but yours. Already many of our young people have forgotten the old ways. And many have been shamed of their Indian ways by scorn and ridicule. My culture is like a wounded deer that has crawled away into the forest to bleed and die alone. The only thing that can truly help us is genuine love. You must truly love, be patient with us and share with us. And we must love youwith a genuine love that forgives and forgetsa love that gives the terrible sufferings your culture brought ours when it swept over us like a wave crashing along a beachwith a love that forgets and lifts up its head and sees in your eyes an answering love of trust and acceptance. This is brotherhoodanything less is not worthy of the name. I have spoken.

17.01.2022 Medicine Men or Spiritual Leaders have the ability to live in a perennial state of dream within a perennial state of lucidity and attention. For them, dreams ar...e not only simply a succession of images that are difficult to remember, but they are the way to access knowledge and healing, every experience lived in a dream is worth even more than those experienced when awake. In the dream, they not only learn about future events, but are even illuminated by new knowledge which they then disclose for the common good. To rely on the dream it is not necessary to follow the shamanic discipline, just think of Beethoven or Einstein, just to name some of the geniuses of our times who have declared that they had revelations in dreams. When it comes to dreaming, it is important to remember that daydreams and those experienced during sleep have the same value. "Nothing can happen until it's been dreamed of." Iroquois League Six Nations Ken Chee | Naxi shaman China

15.01.2022 Simple and effective meditation technique by the great Tilopa. Stop all physical activity and sit naturally at ease. Remain silent and let sound be like an ech...o. Do not think about anything look at experience beyond thought; open minded like space. Let go of control and stop and rest at ease in that state. Awareness without projection is the greatest meditation. Train and develop like this and you will come to the deepest awakening. - Tilopa

14.01.2022 Matthew travelled the world for many years and awakened to the indigenous wisdom of the Native Americans (North, Central and South America). This heart-based wisdom is transmitted through the healing songs for the benefit of all who listen. Maestros of the Shipibo people in Peru recognise in Matthew a Maestro, a Master gifted as they are with the ability to transmit teaching and healing through the Icaros (healing songs). Shipibo Maestros have asked him to speak for them thro...ugh the singing of the songs because they themselves cannot leave the Amazon. Shipibo Maestros have called him a Maestro Internationale (International Master) and have acknowledged that he has "The Medicine" (Spirit of the Sacred Plant Ayahuasca) in him. Matthew seeks ways in which to share the many Spiritual Blessings he has received. Aria Norman, a gifted psychic in Chicago has said that Matthew can do everything. Matthew prefers to say simply about his work that, I show up and seek to be helpful. See more

14.01.2022 Hello everyone, I would like to inform you of this wonderful one day course which will be at Tinbeerwah Hall this coming Wednesday the 25th of November. Registrations are still open. You can contact me for more information.

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02.01.2022 THE WISE ELDER SAID: If you come to me as a victim, I will not support you. But I will have the courage to walk with you through the pain you are suffering. I will put you near the fire, I will undress you and I will sit you on the ground.... I will bathe you with herbs, purify you and purge the anger and darkness from within you. I'm going to hit your body with good herbs and I'm going to put you on the grass, looking at the sky. Then I will blow out your crown to clear the old memories that make you repeat the same behaviour. I will blow your forehead to ward off thoughts that cloud your vision. I'm going to blow your throat to release the knot that won't let you speak. I will blow your heart out to frighten fear, so that it will go far, where it cannot find you. I will blow your solar plexus out to extinguish the fire of hell within you and you will know peace. I will blow your belly with fire to burn the attachments and the love that was not. I will blow up the lovers who left you. I will blow your heart out to warm you up, to revive your desire to feel, create and start over. I will blow your energy centres hard, to clean the door of your soul. I will throw away the garbage you have collected, trying to love what you did not want to be loved. I will use the broom, the sponge and the cloth, and I will safely wipe away all the bitterness inside you. I will blow on your hands to destroy the bonds that prevent you from creating. I'll blow your feet to dust and erase the memories of the footprints, so you can never go back to that bad place. I will turn your body so that your face will kiss the earth. I will blow your spine from root to neck to increase your strength and help you walk upright. And I will let you rest. After that, you will cry, and after you cry, you sleep. And you will dream beautiful and meaningful dreams. And when you wake up I'll be waiting for you. I will smile at you, and you will smile back. I will offer you the food that you will eat with pleasure, savouring life and I thank you I'll get it. Because what I am offering today, it was offered to me before, when darkness lived inside me. And after I was healed, I felt the darkness was coming out ... and I cried "