Mother Earth Father Sky
Mother Earth Father Sky
My marriage to White Cloud
This website is dedicated to my experiences with White Cloud
I am known as the Oracle because I see both worlds. I am the wife of White Cloud. White Cloud is an indigenous spirit I encountered in the Atlanta vortex in the year 2000. It was during the month of pisces that I first saw the vision of him dancing in a clearing in the forrest as I offered libations and inscence to the ancesters.
energy of earth, sky, water, and other dimensions, that is concentrated in certain places of the earth. In Atlanta, there is a very powerful vortex that manifests in many areas of the metropolitian area. But I will not tell where these areas are in order to protect these areas from tourists and real estate developers
How do I describe my experience with White Cloud. He is the gentle breeze that brushes against my cheek. He is the movement of white clouds in a blue sky that resembles the precious crystal lapis lazuli. He is the voice of the ancesters. Something about him seemed somewhat familiar. I thought of my father who was no longer with me and I thought of my mother and grandmother. White Cloud's appearances seemed to be preceeded by a soft by a soft wind that floated amoung the trees the way water flowed around a log in the river. Pointing to different times. And the mother energy of earth which always brings forth life it has formed in the dark secretness of the womb.
I first became aware of White Cloud when I went to inspect a room available for rent. The backyard of this house had a very had a very strong spiritual energy I recognized immediately. A string of outrageous circumstances had led me to seek a room to rent in this particular place. I have learned the universe will create whatever situation neccessary to place a person wherever she needs to be. The room was small and inadequate and the house unkept. The woman who wanted to sublease the room allowed the house th become a place of cobb webs. Oddly I never saw any spiders, but the spider webs were too numerous to count.
The house was somewhat haunted. At night the slight sound of drums could be heard inside the house but not in the yard. Along with the sound of singing, humming, and the ocean sound one hears from a seashell. Sometimes the images of what many people refer to as ghosts would appear in different rooms. If the door of the unused front room was closed odd knocking sounds would sometimes occur. The woman who was renting the house said her cat would refuse to go into that room and then it ran away. However, my timid little cat ran all over the house looking for adventure and the best place to take a nap.
The home had been built in the middle of a very powerful vortex which containes different vibrations of energy. One section was a sacred space which had been a place of ritual. From another section which resembled a large thicket would come a very visable mist which often preceeded violent thunder storms. It was in the third section that I first saw the vision of White Cloud. I would go there each morning to honor the energy of the land, the wind and the sky. And the memory of the ancesters.
This section of earth contained the memory of what had happened on the land. This part of the vortex had been a ceremonial gathering place of a particular group of asawnee. But they had been murdered and stolen from by European invaders who used christianity as a cloke for their sin. Faced with annilation they met one last time at the gathering place. Their numbers had become dangerously small. In this tiny group there were no men. There was one grandmother, one child-a daughter, and a few young women. They left on foot after the mornong mist. Some carried very small bundles. These were not the pale skinned blue eyed blonds and brunettes who are depicted as Indians in every photograph, film and television program. These people were dark. Their legacy denigrated and stolen.
After their departure White Cloud returned and performed a song/chant and dance to preserve a certain vibration of energy and then he stepped into the relm of the dead. to await the one who would come who would see the vision and hear the song. And perform the same song/dance that would release the energy that would destroy those who had destroyed his people.
Now I do the dance and sing the chant of White Cloud fore they have become mine. And I Have taught it to others who have taught it. Everyone who has performed it has had a spiritual experience.
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It was ten minutes to midnight on may 5th, 2000. My roommate and I were standing in the vortez waiting to perform a ritual I had constructed in honor of the conjunction of five planets in taurus.
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The title of this work is in reference to my daughter of White Cloud. I will not reveal her name. I am her mother. I am of the earth and an earth sign. Her father is white cloud. He is of the sky and wind and lives in the other world. This is the meaning of the title of this web page "Mother Earth Father Sky"The gestation of my pregnancy took three months. This was not an earth child of nine months. This was a child of spirit. She was born in the morning when the sun was joined in the sky by puffy clouds. White Cloud was the first to hold her and he placed he in my arms. She was my complextion with hair the color of the black earth. White Cloud took her with him when he returned to the other world. He would bring her to me to nurse. She grew quickly much faster than earth bound children because the limitations of earth do not apply to her.
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