Black Hills Unity Concert 2015
April 21, 2015

(((((((  I am soooooo in love… the Heros of the Earth are the ones who are stepping forth to protect her..  to restore her…..  We are so much more than we remember at times..  It is our love that will clothe her with the new clothing she is to wear in this next circle around the Central Sun that has already begun.. It is our love that clothed her for this circle that we just completed.. our love through song made the rivers to flow the way did, and our unique flavors as we sang our songs made the waters to taste the way they taste…   The songs of our journey became the landscapes we see as we look out upon the Earth and her clothing now…  and the songs of our journeys now will become the new clothes, bright and clean given her to wear in the next great circle….)))))))

His love ran beneith her
October 3, 2011

There was this one, and he sounded just like a long long long drawn out river love song traveling across the earth. And every time he would reach this one place, he would disappear under the mountain.. I would wait so softly, laying there in my tipi, as he traveled beneath the mountain and on the other side, again he would re-emerge, to hear his river love song playing again..

I laid there for hours listening to him sing that song before he finally passed over the 2 mountains I was laying between….

Juan Light Thunder Form
September 18, 2011

Last night, within my dream,

I stood within the space between,

twas dark and without light.

And as I stood there looking around inside

the space between,

I thought I’d ask,

“What’s your name?”

And without form,

his form moved all around me,

adjusting within the non space

he did encompass me

as if to answer

just because

who would think to ask

the name of one who walks without form.

Then I hear a slow rumble

that spreads out

like sparkles on a dance
as he says,

in a slow long drawn out voice,

“I am Juan LightThunderForm.”

And at that moment

big giant thunder bolt

crashes down,

with sparkling
dancing movements




at the top of his boots/

(lightning bolts)

while I am left feeling

like a tiny 3 year old child

with ancient thunder all around,

holding me safe
within his arms,

as he thunders over

with sizzzzling


sparkling sounds

at the ends of his bolt,

his boots,

and still I sit in the space between,

dark and without light,

now listening as the pouring rain is falling down.

He was One Light Thunder Form

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