Native Messages

By Dhyana Markley

NATIVE MESSAGES is a book about spiritual events author, Dhyana Markley, has experienced, involving Lady Gaia, White Buffalo Calf Woman, Spider Woman, Native American Medicine Women, Elementals, Spirit Rocks and Mountains and various Techniques she teaches to clean and clear all bodies before Ceremony.

• Language: English
• Publisher: BookBaby
• Release date: May 22, 2017
• ISBN: 9780988624313

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NATIVE MESSAGES

Copyright © 2017 by Dhyana Markley

Published May, 2017

PUBLISHED BY:

Dhyana Markley

White Buffalo Publishing

P.O.  Box 3444

Salina, Kansas 67402

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ISBN:  978-0-9886243-1-3

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This book is a work of non-fiction but of truth some might find difficult to accept. 

The participants are real, not imaginary.

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Inspiration and Self Improvement Material

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ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

My most sincere gratitude to Jimmy ABEITA, Cover Artist of the ancient Medicine Woman, and Fate which delivered his painting, via an old magazine, into my hands.  I have not been able to locate his contact information, to let him know of my intent to publicize his wonderful painting, but let it be known I love this old woman and Jimmy’s talented version of her.  Thank you, Jimmy, for sharing her.

Eternal gratitude to my dear friend, Barbara Schadt Delozier of GGM, Greater Good Radio, (www.empower-u.org), radio host for publicity and designer/webmaster of my website: http://www.AscendedMastersSpeak.com ;

I am also grateful to Paunee and Phil Uberuaga for their continuous encouragement and generous support of my work… Sweet Hearts who helped it all happen;

Last but not least, my appreciation to Drunvalo Melchizedek and Cal Garrison of The Spirit of Ma’at Magazine: http://spiritofmaat.com/ for e-publishing several of my articles over the years.

INTRODUCTION

I am telepathic with the Over Souls of all conscious beings within this Creation.  I also have the ability to see, hear and travel within, and even beyond, all higher vibrating spiritual worlds, some call Planes and Dimensions.  I do not channel, nor do I allow any entities to control my body.  I do not go into a trance for these meetings.  I have telepathic conversations with various individuals and if they say anything I do not understand, I ask them to clarify before continuing to scribe or take dictation.  I also will not put my name to anything with which I disagree.  I strive for a high percentage of truth in my work, although I must agree that no one upon or within Earth at this time, ever speaks or communicates 100% truth.  There are some truths I have not yet remembered and others our human population are not quite ready to hear.  No being of a high spiritual consciousness will ever force feed any Truth to a person which might destroy his or her preconceived ideas or false information s/he deeply believes in.

I realize some readers will immediately recognize, by way of an inner knowing from deep within their Soul fragment of GOD, my words and scribings are truth.  For those of you who doubt such a reality is possible, I only ask that you open your heart and mind, then put aside your doubts, but not your discernment, for a few hours and just read these messages.  Only at that time will you be able to honestly decide whether or not they might also be a truth for you or just an expression of my truth.

ALL PATHS ARE SACRED.  We are each in the right place at the right time, functioning within a contract we agreed to before coming into this physical body and onto this planet, Earth, which some call Urantia, whose soul is Lady Gaia.  It was no accident that you chose this book and started to read.

This book, NATIVE MESSAGES, is about a few of my personal experiences.  Each section or chapter is unique, unlike the one before or after it.  If you are unable to find wisdom or stimulation in one section, please keep reading.  Perhaps you will find it in another.  It is my hope you will be encouraged to look at all life as more magical, for there is knowledge and wisdom to be found everywhere.

In 1991 a business friend and I bought a home in Spring Creek Ranch, as a reinvestment of our recently sold Hawaiian properties, just a few miles south of Buffalo Creek, Colorado.  She died before we could move our business there and I became the sole owner. 

Once settled, I started twice monthly Moon Ceremonies to which visible and invisible individuals were invited.  Some visitors were human, others animal and spirit beings.  The ceremonies were greatly attended, more with beings from the  invisible realms than the physical, but I was grateful.  Regular attendees were White Buffalo Calf Woman, Spider Woman, and White Crow, whom I sometimes called Chief Many Feathers because when dressed in full regalia, he had three layers of Eagle Feathers that fell six feet from the top of his head to brush the floor.  These three always attended my ceremonies.  Standing Bear, who stood or sat in the West with Bear, Whale and Porpoise, was often there in his light body too, especially after I met him in the physical while he was conducting a sweat.  The Four Lakota Medicine Women, The Ancient Eagle Eye Adepts, the Purifier and his Son and many other Spirits and Ascended Masters of Various Orders attended upon occasion.

Gradually I came to realize I was to write a book, or maybe several.  Although on the surface it appears that my experiences might be directed only toward a special few, it later became obvious that my stories, my experiences are parables that many, if not all people, can relate to in one way or another… perhaps if only so they can say, If she was able to do that, then I can too.  My words and the words of the Masters with whom I work, are a universal call of remembrance to the more awakened ones and a gentle nudge to awaken every sleeping consciousness, within the Oneness of All That Is.

MITAKUYE OYASIN, We are all related.  We are all ONE.

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INTRODUCTION TO WHITE BUFFALO CALF WOMAN’S:

A SACRED PATH THROUGH THE EARTH CHANGES

Following are several of the comments made by White Buffalo (Calf) Woman.  They are her way of gently encouraging and inviting others to switch their perception of life from one of separateness, to the concept of family and finally to the knowing of total unity or Oneness with All That Is.  ~Dhyana

"NOW it is time for all to realize that we are in truth ONE.  If I hurt you, then I am hurting a part of me.  If I do not feed you, then I am not feeding a part of myself.  If I kill you, then I am killing a part of myself that might teach me a very valuable lesson.  It is time to awaken and remember:

The Golden Rule:

‘Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.’

It is also time for us to know and understand that in the worlds of higher consciousness there are no ‘better’ ways or ‘chosen’ people who hold all of the wisdom, or even ‘right’ or ‘wrong’ as we use those words to justify our cruel actions to one another.  I invite you to sing from the mountain tops with true understanding: ‘Mine is not the only way.  Mine is merely another way.’  For do we not judge GOD and declare HIM/HER/IT wrong when we do not allow all choices and celebrate the wonderful differences among us?  With unconditional love, harmony, humility and gratitude, choices that benefit the whole of Creation will always be made.

I am White Buffalo Calf Woman.

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May the Light, Sound and Wisdom within these pages, be yours to share.

~Dhyana Markley

TABLE OF CONTENTS

COPYRIGHT ~ ISBN

ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

INTRODUCTION

DHYANA MARKLEY

INTRODUCTION TO WHITE BUFFALO CALF WOMAN’S: 

A SACRED PATH THROUGH THE EARTH CHANGES

WHITE BUFFALO CALF WOMAN

*PINE RIDGE RESERVATION SUNDANCE

*A MESSAGE FROM WHITE BUFFALO CALF WOMAN

*A SACRED PATH THROUGH THE EARTH CHANGES

~PREPARE FOR THE FUTURE~

*MIRACLE, THE WHITE BUFFALO CALF, PROPHECY FULFILLED

*WHITE BUFFALO HEART VISION

*TECHNIQUE TO FIND WHITE BUFFALO PEACE WITHIN

*TECHNIQUE TO CREATE A DIAMOND SHIELD

THE FOUR LAKOTA MEDICINE WOMEN

*#1 Meeting-TECHNIQUES TO VIEW THE AKASHIC RECORDS

*THE MOVIE THEATER METHOD~

*THE CORRIDOR OF TIME METHOD~

*#2-THE AURA, A FIELD OF ENERGY THAT SURROUNDS US

*#3-THE REPERCUSSIONS OF GIVING YOUR POWER AWAY

*TECHNIQUE TO BALANCE ALL OF YOUR BODIES~

(Physical, Astral, Causal, Mental, Soul and Various Over-Soul Bodies)

*#4-YOUR RESPONSIBILITY AND COMMITMENT TOWARD

YOUR OWN SPIRITUAL UNFOLDMENT

*#5-A VISIT TO AN OKLAHOMA ELDER IN THE PAST

*#6-A REMINDER OF WHO YOU TRULY ARE

AND WHY YOU ARE HERE

*#7-YOUR REALITY IS CREATED BY WHAT YOU BELIEVE,

WHAT YOU LIKE AND WHAT YOU FEAR

*#8-HEALING THE AURA

*MORTALITY OSCILLATION RATE TECHNIQUE~

*#9-HOW VISUALIZATIONS CAN RECREATE OUR LIVES

MOTHER EARTH / LADY GAIA

*ONENESS VISION QUEST

SPIDER WOMAN

SPEAKS OF THE SEVEN SACRED OBJECTS

OF THE SEVEN TRIBES:

*HOPI

*ARAPAHOE

*COMANCHE

*LAKOTA/DAKOTA SIOUX

*OSAGE

*CHEROKEE

*OJIBWA/CHIPPEWA

DHYANA MARKLEY

*SLEEPING BUFFALO ROCK AND THE DRAGON STONE

*THE STORY OF ONE WHO HOLDS THE DREAM

~TWO MOUNTAINS SPEAK~

~BUILDING A SWEAT LODGE~

*A CLOSE ENCOUNTER OF AN UNUSUAL KIND

*THE QUEST OF THE ELEMENTALS

(Earth, Wind/Air, Fire, Water & Spirit)

~KUNDALINI ACTIVATION TECHNIQUE~

~HOW TO BALANCE YOUR CHAKRAS TECHNIQUE~

~CREATING WITH CEREMONY~

AND

A NOT SO LITTLE BIT ABOUT DHYANA

INTRODUCTION TO WHITE BUFFALO CALF WOMAN’S 

A SACRED PATH THROUGH THE EARTH CHANGES

THE PINE RIDGE RESERVATION SUNDANCE

I have been interested in all things Native American, as well as other societies of our world, for most of my life and have extensively traveled.  In the early 1990s, while attending a Sundance at Pine Ridge Reservation in South Dakota with a friend, her teenaged son and his girlfriend, we each had a very unique experience.  This was the year when the Ceremonial Tree SPLIT while being placed in the center of the circular dance area, the first time in the history of the Pine Ridge Sundance… perhaps the only time ever in Sundance history.

The tree killed that year, had not volunteered to be the Sacrificial Tree.  She was chosen by disrespectful Chiefs and Elders, with hearts and minds closed, who didn’t even bother to ask her permission.  She just happened to be beautiful, elegant and standing much closer to the paved road and tractor trailer that was to carry the Ceremonial Tree to the Sundance Grounds. The Tree who had volunteered his life, was about a mile away and maybe a quarter of a mile back from the road.  It even had an Eagle flying circles around it to draw attention to itself, as if saying Here I am.  Come get me. Several of us saw the bird circling and mentioned it to others.  Still, only men were allowed to choose and kill the sacrificial tree.  Women and children, even Medicine Women, were not invited to help choose the tree, participate in the sacrificial cutting down ceremony or to tie prayer and tobacco gifts onto its branches.

The males, with their egos and controlling ways, had created a great separation between themselves and the rest of their tribal family.  They didn’t realize that their actions had created the entire experience.  Although they talked about it amongst themselves for years, I don’t know if they ever figured out the explanation I provide for you here.

As many men were taking their turns with a hatchet, not a big ax needed to quickly fell a large tree,  a Chief came out near the road to stand beside me, even though I was a stranger.  With a confused and slightly dazed look on his face, he spoke as if to no one in particular, That tree cried on me!

How do I know all of this?  Because I was there in the physical.

ON THE WAY TO THE CEREMONIAL TREE CUTTING

While in a pickup truck with the young couple from Denver, riding in a line of cars totaling maybe 50 or 60 vehicles to the ceremonial tree cutting, I suddenly burst into tears and didn’t understand why. The couple didn’t know me well and had concerns as to what caused my unusual outburst. They thought I might have received an injury because of the rough road or maybe had a heart attack. I was sobbing as if I was the one who was to be killed.

I asked the Inner Masters what was happening and found out the female Sacrificial Tree knew she was going to die and didn’t want to participate. She had NOT given her permission to be killed and used as the Sundance Ceremonial Tree. Many Tree People around her were very frightened and quivering also. If Native Man would not listen to the Trees anymore or honor them, then they too might next be indiscriminately killed.

I asked the Ascended Masters to intervene. They could not or would not stop her death by intervening with the Will of Man, but they promised to take her Soul out of her physical body as the first axe started its swung.  They did this for her so she felt no pain.  The knowledge they would do this calmed her but did not remove all of her fear or the fear of other trees.

This was why the Chief had told me the tree had cried on him.  It had!  It was the same sweet tree who, with her friends, had cried out to me, shaking with fear because the native people no longer listened to them.  She would spill tears on those who would chop her down as well as on some men who would ride with her from her place of birth to the moment of her death, then help transport her body to the ceremonial grounds.

AT THE PINE RIDGE SUNDANCE GROUNDS

A deep hole had been dug in the center of the dance area, to hold her body upright.  Small groups of men on the ropes pulling in three different directions were attempting to place her severed body into the hole. She purposely split into two parts where her first limbs grew, as these groups of men on her sides were pulling apart her limbs, trying to lift her, not with cooperation but competition between the men to control the direction of the limbs and which way she would fall.

  She had been covered with prayer messages tied to her branches by men instructed to do so by the Chief…  not by the women and children who made the prayer messages with their cloth, prayers and tobacco to carry their messages to the Gods and Ancestors they hoped to reach.  After she cracked and split, the men lowered her again, and then rushed about, wondering what to do next.  Chiefs and Elders were consulted and it was decided to bandage the two split sections of the Tree, together with ropes and fabric to secure them, while they tried once again to place it in the hole.

The Soul of that Sweet Tree felt betrayed and so did her Tree friends.  Then when the time came, she had not been cut down with just a few swipes of an experienced lumberjack’s sharp axe, but with many, many, many cuts and swipes by various men who wanted to share in the killing.  That made her angry.  These people no longer listen to her people.  It also made her incredibly sad.  She had seen the hearts of people who had once honored her and her people.

The Tree’s Soul cried out at the profanity and her body cried actual tears. 

The Chief who said, That tree cried on me! He truly didn’t have a clue as to why.

THE REST OF THE STORY

Eventually she was lifted onto a long, flat trailer bed by probably a hundred men or more and the Ceremonial Procession returned to the main Ceremonial Grounds. A young man who rode on the trailer with her told me later that she had cried on him all the way back to the Ceremonial Grounds.

Personally I noticed that a large Herd of Horses, representing much power for the ceremony, had been facing our automotive procession, grazing quietly or watching us as we traveled toward the tree for the cutting ceremony. Now they were running away from us as we returned to the Ceremonial Grounds.

Nature’s Blessing of Power was being removed from the Sundance.

Back at the Ceremonial Grounds we found women and children had spent much of their morning making Prayer Messages to tie on the tree.  These messages are created by saying or singing a prayer over and over while folding a small, square piece of red fabric, with tobacco wrapped inside.  It is then tied with string or ribbon which is used to tie it to the Ceremonial Tree.  This year the women and children were told to give their Prayer Messages to a male, any male, to tie it onto the Tree for them. I wondered why the Chief who instructed this action was splitting the Tribe apart, causing the women and children to feel unworthy to touch the sacred tree and giving the men an undeserved sense of importance. This was yet another symbol of the Chief’s and male tribal members disconnect from the Source of All That Is and ITS love, light and wisdom.

The Tree Cutting participants also returned to find that the pump for the only well that provides Water for the entire ceremonial area, was broken and could not be fixed, at least until after the weekend was over. Water is not only living, but a symbol of cleansing and that which is essential to all life upon this planet.  I found this yet another important symbol that demonstrated imbalance for the whole gathering. Finally a huge truckload of water was brought in for all to use, after they thoroughly boiled it, but the message was already given to those with the eyes to see and the ears to hear.

A Rattlesnake was also found among the tents. It was captured and set free in an area well away from the campers. However, I found it as another important symbol. Great Spirit was telling these people that they need to change, shed their old skins and come into a new realization about how to act and interact with Nature and All Peoples, especially their own Tribe.

We heard the next day the Chiefs and Elders had been up all night talking about

everything that had happened. I don’t know that they ever figured it all out. I certainly hope they did.

However, the tree continued to make her will known by refusing to stand upright that night. They righted her the next day but I heard she drooped yet again, once or twice thereafter.

The morning after the wrong tree was killed, my small group and I decided we didn’t want to participate in this Sundance anymore. 

We headed for the Black Hills.

~Dhyana

A MESSAGE FROM

WHITE BUFFALO CALF WOMAN

Scribed by Dhyana Markley

"I am the One known as

White Buffalo Calf Woman.

"There are, however, many others

who work closely with me…

a few of them believe themselves to be me.

If they act and speak with wisdom and truth,

please trust and honor them as you would trust and honor me,

for we all truly are One.

"I have many names but for now will call myself Nanukinawa

or White Buffalo Woman.

"Many generations ago I appeared to the Lakota

when their people were starving and in need

of physical and spiritual guidance.

I brought them the gift of my Pipe

to remind them of my words that day.

But most have forgotten the meaning of those words

even though legends were created about me

so they would remember.

"I come to all of you now as I did then,

during your time of need,

to speak these words once more.

"Dear Ones, your Tribes are broken apart.

You have forgotten many of the Sacred Laws.

Drugs and alcohol have destroyed your health

and opened your auras to entities who manipulate you.

Many egos are out of control and filled with conceit.

Much power is misused and most no longer work together

with respect for each other.

"Dear Ones, many of you no longer honor your Wives

or Husbands, Elders and Medicine People.

Your Children leave or commit suicide because there is no wisdom

or unconditional love to keep them with you.

"Please, Dear Ones heed my words,

for doing so may set your moccasins back

on A Sacred Path of Oneness.

But you must do the work."

~ White Buffalo Woman ~

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WHITE BUFFALO WOMAN SPEAKS

A SACRED PATH THROUGH

THE EARTH CHANGES

"This is the time all have long awaited. Mother Earth is cleaning her robes and all of the Holy Ones are helping her. The Waters are washing her. The Winds blow her dry and scatter the dust. She trembles and transforms the poisons of those who were its cause. Not with anger or ill will does she do this, but in the sacred way of love, compassion and balance. She teaches those who do not understand the Law of Cause and Effect, and perfects those who do understand with even greater experiences. Only those who follow A Sacred Path To Oneness with unconditional love and respect for all, will ascend to walk with her.

This is the time long awaited.

MITAKUYE OYASIN. We are all related. We are all One.

Long ago when I appeared to your ancestors, they were lost and wandering and the people were starving. They had forgotten the sacred ways and lost their connection with many things, especially Great Spirit. Like those of that tribe, the men, women and children of today are lost, wandering and starving not only for food for their bellies, but for their reconnection with Spirit and their own higher selves.

The Red Man has forgotten that he was once