An American Shaman
For many years I have been aware of a deep inner rage that I carried, occasionally triggered when I felt badly mistreated or spoken to in a rude manner. I also carried another energy I could not quite put my finger on, energy that when I tuned into it nearly brought me to tears. I felt like weeping. In the past two years, this weeping energy came to me more often, perhaps weekly. I felt it to be part of an American Indian past, but I was unable to pin it down. And then the helping hand arrived in the form of my friend Leslie. She saw me as an American Indian, a shaman who saw the immediate future, who could see what was coming.
Within a few hours it was all clear to me. I have always had a very strong rapport with the American Indians. In my heart, I loved them and I had a hard time with the way they had been treated by the so called Christian White Man. With Leslie’s guiding hand I was easily able to place myself in th
at era where I saw the new future unfolding in my mind’s eye, a future that was horrible to behold for the people I loved. During the day I did what I could to help and comfort those coming to me and at night I wept, engulfed in a deep sorrow that was all mine. I could tell no one about what I was seeing; they would not understand and even if they did nothing could be done. It was better that they did not know. Had I told them it would have destroyed all hope. At the same time my anger for the White Man grew to where it became the rage I
have carried with me to this day. The White Man was going to win this war and the way of life of the American Indian was rapidly coming to an end. The White Man made many, many promises to the Red Man, all of which he broke save one. He promised he would take all the land for himself, and he did. In the past few days I have felt a release of the rage and the weeping with regard to this cycle. I know I have been the white man also in the reenactment of this play on our screen of life.
Submitted by: Gary Kainz on 05/18/2014
Tagged with: Voice of Venus
I applaud you for your unraveling of such an unpleasant feeling. I’ve had many a strange reaction that gives me a glimpse of a broiling rage buried underneath. The trap of course is, as in your situation, feeling a righteous indignation. The American Indians had every “right” to be angry with the invaders, but that sort of harbored anger is poisonous, and if left to fester it will harmonize with like feelings and build a monumental malformation in your psychic body.
Well done in working it out. Every time I come across a negative feeling that crops up when my thoughts turn a certain way, I shift my focus to unraveling its source, rather than shying away, which is the reflex. Sometimes though, my own perspective clouds my perception of it, and in those cases, so long as we open ourselves to it, help will come in many forms, namely Leslie in this case.
Well done! And good luck with your next workout. Chances are, it’s going to be even harder to accomplish, and more wonderful to resolve!
You are right on Forrest, especially with the righteous indignation part. I’ve been really close on this one for some time, just needed a little push. I would encourage you to continue unraveling these energies as that is the key. It is so easy to bury them.
Dear Gary,
The mistreatment of the American Indian was at times even incredibly cruel. Two years ago I discovered that one of my great-grandparents was a full blooded Cherokee. This had never been spoken about in growing up, and so prompted me to look into the history of the Cherokee people.
In the 1830s President Jackson overrode the Supreme Court and forced the Cherokee population off of their lands. It was basically Ethnic Cleansing. It led to the Trail of Tears, known for the forced march from Georgia to the Oklahoma territory where they were to be relocated. Nearly half of those Cherokees died from disease, weather or starvation. A true miscarriage of Justice.
So Gary, I can understand your dilemma as a Shaman in seeing such horrors caused by the white man’s belief in Manifest Destiny, but am happy that Lesley could assist you in working out that past. Also your further recognition of having been the white man in your reenactment must have helped too. Good Show!!!…..L&L……Ken
Our nation has embraced the doctrine that the original American, the Indian was an inferior race. This is embedded in our culture and to this day we are taught to respect the violence that virtually wiped out the way of life of our red-skinned brothers. I am aware of at least one other cycle wherein I was with the Spanish Conquistadors, involved in the destruction of the Inca Empire.
Greetings,
For months I observed that whenever Gary would compose a poem about the earth or make reference to the native American Indian or even speak of the American Indian, all carried a tone that was very evident of his disdain for the white man, and I don’t use the word disdain lightly by any means. He was unaware that his face and body would contort while speaking and his overall appearance (vibration/frequency)was unpleasant. His deep sadness and dispair were quite evident and things were not getting any better. It was at the point that whatever had happened in the past or in the present concerning the circumstances of mankind, Gary attributed it to the white man, it was all the white mans fault.
At my home one afternoon while Gary and I were in conversation, he brought up the subject of the Indian and the white man again. I immediately felt a tremendous amount of energy come in and I knew that something needed done about this chronic obsession Gary carried within his psychic anatomy and that this was the time, so I asked him if he would mind if I let him know where this hatred was coming from. He said please, whatever help can be offered he’d be most appreciative because he didn’t want to carry this within him any longer.
As Gary was being made aware of this particular life that had caused him so much anger and pain, his whole demeanor started changing. A look of recognition and then peace came across his face, his body totally relaxed as his frequency changed from that of hatred for his fellow man to a better understanding of why and where these feelings were coming from. And with that knowledge and with the Unarius Science that he had been studying these many years, he was able to put into perspective those feelings generated from that past and put that past where it belonged, in the past and move on. And move on he did. Before my eyes Gary’s frequency changed not only in vibration but in color as well, a much brighter radiance enveloped this dear soul. The release he experienced was instantaneous. There was this exchange of energy that he felt and that I could see. The healing energies were pouring in. This dear soul is finally finding the peace he so desperately needed.
I must make note here. It is the Brothers of the Inner Worlds of Light whom at all times are the Ones that bring in the Healing Energies to those in need. Gary was receptive and the cycle was right for him to receive this healing. All I did was act as a conduit/channel.
Love and Light,
Lesley
Dear Gary,
I was very moved by this post for I too have always felt a special kinship with Native Americans/American Indians. Our dear Lesley is so sensitive (she has helped me in the past as well!) and how wonderful that by tuning into your past as a Shaman, you were able to receive a healing!
I feel the same way you do about how American Indians were treated (in fact, I took American Indian studies in college in NJ back in the ‘70s, aced my term paper on the healing rituals of the Diné (Navajo), and I kept that term paper all these years). The way Christian White Men treated the American Indian upset me very much too. (Also, for many years when I was younger, I carried with me a statue I had of an American Indian chief, and I used to have a poster of Sitting Bull hanging on my wall). Being a Shaman then, seeing the future for the people you loved, and bringing that feeling forward into your present life, it’s so understandable that you’d have times of rage and times of sorrow.
Gary, while sitting here typing this, the impression came to me that I knew you in that life, I knew you as that Shaman! I feel I saw the deep sorrow in your eyes back then for the knowledge you had inside that you could not share with the people; you did the right in that life, nothing would have been gained and all hope would have been lost had they known about your vision. It’s a heavy burden to keep inside! It’s no wonder that bringing it forward into your present life, you’d have periods of rage and sorrow for no apparent reason in this lifetime. Reading about your experience and your healing is so very helpful to me too. I know I’ve had lives as an American Indian, and likely lives on the other side as well. Thank you for sharing your experience!
Madilyn