Golden Words - Wisdom of a Shaman
Three weeks ago, on my fb wall, I saw the above picture...an owl......when I saw this owl, it brought a BIG smile to my face....I thought,"oh, I need to know this person who put this out!" So I sent a "friend request " to Tony Gray'Owl....Tony Gray'Owl is a Shaman and is writing "The Living Book of Life". Within this book, he shares his lessons of his spiritual travels, with each new journey, his book grows, hence the "Living" book....Each excerpt I've read so far,..rings a familiar chord and refreshes a memory of my own journeys...lol...the important lessons to be learned are a universal wisdom and a truth is unchanging...which is why his words were all too familiar to me. Having traveled on that tour of Soul's Universal Lessons of the Wisdom of Being, I was very happy to encounter him and his blog which shares "The Living Book of Life". Below is that posting that lead me to him.. He gave me his blessings to share any of his postings I choose..the important thing is to get the "Word" out to those souls that have an eye to see and an ear to hear...I will share his encounters in my Golden Words section.The next week (two weeks ago), I saw an image on my wall and I thought.... "Oh! I like that!!" then I looked to see who posted it...."Oh!! No wonder!!" it was Tony Gray'Owl... :) I'll share that with you, also...it will follow the above mentioned posting,
Baraka Bashad (May the Blessings Be!!!)
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I simply wish to say to everyone, I am filled with Joy. Here on my Facebook wall, posted on my publications are smothered with love and gratitude that I Tony Gray'Owl am simply alive. I have no words, I am sitting here eyes overflowing with tears that my small voice has in some way helped you to see the light of our Infinite Creators love. May he bless each of you my friends with the Joy he has filled my heart with, Thank you seems so small in comparison to what I feel, I am now speechless. I love you.
Here within these letters to the world, I set my love free, chains of sorrows bondage broken, heart lain bare for all to see . . . the essence of the power of Ultimate love in motion. I leave within these picture and all my photo albums plus 1,000 web pages which is my living legacy, the LIVING BOOK of LIFE, as seen through the eyes of a stranger. The letters I write to you, these stories and wonders of poetry, these are my maps, that will lead you to the tracks I leave behind for others that come after me to follow, they are clearly imprinted upon Mother Earth and the pathways that lead to Enlightenment and the very highest of self realizations, the way in which to save humanity from itself and to return Mother Earth to her Glory and resplendent abundance. This is the link to the free on-line version of the book, http://creation12953.wordpress.com/ Mitakuye oyasin, we are One, in spirit with Great Grandfather/Creator, we are One in all things human and everything concerning Mother Earth. from the heart of, Tony Gray'Owl an American Shaman
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Dedication /* to the Love of my Life, the Great Grandfather/Creator
Please play selected soundtrack and return here to listen as you read the poetry of my heart, http://www.mixpod.com/playlist/87738270
As I stood alone in the light of darkness neath the shadows of forest evergreen . . . I saw the light, this web I weave, suddenly a shadow passed me by. I turned to see who had touched me so very softly. So tenderly upon my heart, I felt you slip by . . . I turned and shouted out . . .
WAIT !!!
I have a gift for you the soft gentle words of the emotions written within my heart I will give to you. It took me a life time too get here I suppose it was because you were waiting . . . For Me. There on the other side of Eternity.
All my Love and a thousand kisses like butterflies floating all around you touching, touching you, touching your lips, touching your heart, with mine. For you my Infinite Creator are the essence of the joy that I spill out of my heart into the entirety of the world freely I give the essence of my self to you. I give the world of humanity your love.
If I were the light . . .
I would surround you in me and make all the dark lonely nights bright. If I were the sun I would be envious of the brightness of your smile.
If . . . if I were able to touch you I would never let go.
Come with me . . . Join with me and I shall with these words spoken ever so softly from within the emotions of my heart speak the poetry of my love whispered sweetly into your heart. I will touch your mind as no one has ever touched you there before. I will give you my love and I will never take it away it will be yours forever and a day.
Here take these I believe that they are yours, I give back to you the wings of the angel that you are, you must have lost them along the journey of your life having gotten lost in the brilliance of the light of the world as a human being.
I was walking along in a field of beautiful wild white lilies and nearly tripped over them, I gently picked them up carried them to my home. I cleansed them with the purity of my Love, Here take them they are yours, awaken and remember who you are . . .
My Angel . . . I love you.
Who am I you ask? Let me tell you, Who I am is, I am Strong
Stronger than steel mixed with iron yet melting molten putty in the hot sunlight of your love for in a single moment of weakness with a mere glance into your eyes you would sway me with the softness of
your __________________ touch.
The sweetness of your voice, stirring forgotten emotions from deep within my heart you would cause to awaken my Passion, my passion of the love I have for you
LOOK! THERE !!!
Floating upon my sea of tranquility . . . Pure JOY. Quickly, pick it up here is the book of my heart that I thought had been stolen, read me like an open book, my emotions everything that I am laid down in written word for all to see without Shame I will hold up my beliefs into the light of . . . public scrutiny,
I will not stumble . . . I will not fall . . . I will not fail for I . . . I am Standing . . . Standing alone in wilderness, I began to think. Then ponder the questions of my life. To all the Lost Souls . . . Suffering, suffering in silent darkness, Solitude. Thinking of Ending it. With mine eyes I have seen, With mine ears I have heard.
These are my Words . . . I was lost till you gave your love to me.
But then you took it away.
Standing . . . Standing alone in wilderness
Standing . . . Standing alone in shadows essence of forest Evergreen in Moonlight lit darkness, Neath the Canopy of that which gives us Life . . . Trees.
Standing . . . Standing Alone in Wilderness, Surrounded By lost Souls, Unknown Suffering, In Silent Solitude, Voices unheard
Pondering the End of it All.
Sometimes . . . Sometimes I Pray for it
Standing . . . Standing Alone, I heard the Earth crying
Standing . . . Standing Alone, I heard the Moon Sigh
For it to had heard the Earth crying . . . Wondering, Why?
Why? Sometimes . . . Sometimes I pray for it.
The cold steel Kiss of the Moon, Meeting the crook of my Neck
Like a long lost Lover, Coaxing me into Comfort . . . Obscure
As my finger conforms to the Curve, Pulling the Moment Closer
Closer . . . Inviting the Quiet. the Quiet I sometimes Hunger
Yearn and Desire it . . . the Quiet Nothing More
With the Sky all colored Grey this is what I heard the Earth say
There comes a day that even . . . I Fear
With merely a clench of my finger, not more than a flinch, just a pull, just a squeeze . . . And,
BOOM
Nothing . . . Nothing more. Sometimes . . .
Sometimes when the mood takes me as far as it can, Sometimes
I pray for it, the Redemption, My Release . . . the End, of this Plaque, this pestilence called Humanity. These blind selfish greed driven madmen, without thought of the sorrows and sickness they cause. Everything that dies one day comes back to you. Karma will catch them in its hands.
Sometimes I pray for it . . . Standing alone, did you never ask Why?
Ashes to Ashes . . . Dust to Dust,
You can only Imagine what is to become of us . . . Standing,
Standing alone I looked up and saw a little bird that glides across the sky, it Sang a song of melody that made me want to sit right down and cry.
I am the Sculptor, that strikes the stone,
to reveal the beauty within unknown.
I am the Painter that caresses the canvas,
to evoke the emotions of deep thought.
I am the Poet that works the words,
and unimaginable things are taught.
I am the potter that works the clay,
things people are made of each and every day.
And as this man, I am Standing . . . Standing alone against the entire world it seems that, Sometimes, Sometimes I pray for it. To touch the very soul of everyone that is within my reach. This is what I would love to teach to the people of this planet. What I would love to teach, YOU !
YES . . . I said you the one reading these words right now.
You have the Power, this knowledge that we call, Wisdom.
It is gripped tightly in your hand, set Deep within your Heart, In the vast expanse of your Mind is found the Ability to set Free your love. You gave your love to me and then you took it away. What?
What else will you do today? Have Mercy! Run to me, Come to me
Look what you’ve done to me! I was lost till you gave your love to me, but then took it away. Take out the power Kick down the door
and set yourselves . . . FREE !!!
Money cannot buy it baby . . .
Sex cannot buy it baby . . .
Drugs cannot buy it baby . . .
You cannot buy it . . .
My Love is . . . FREE !
I believe in Love, is why I do these things for you, I believe in Love alone. Give up your needs these poison seeds. Find a different kind of Free one that just lets you . . . Be.
Give me the strength to lay it all down. Whispers silent in the night
Let all our dreams go by this is where our prayers are heard, Wipe away your tears and let the salt stains dry, it all goes by . . . it all goes by, For time will catch us in its hands to be blown away like grains of sand.
So here within My hands I hold the Ability to set Free, My Love Upon the Earth.
Standing . . . Standing Alone, it seems Against the Entire World
Standing . . . Standing Alone in Vast wilderness, Yet . . .
((((((((((((surrounded))))))))))))
by Countless . . . In-numerable . . . Lost Souls, Speeding by . . .
Faster ever Faster, Mere Shadows of themselves
Faster ever Faster . . . in Search of what can be bought for this is what they have been taught is “Happiness” . . . Not!
Standing . . . Standing Alone in vast wilderness, I looked inside myself. Standing Alone I Looked inside My Soul, I look inside my Heart and I saw you. I am reaching out to you my Love today out
upon the Oceans of my belief, I have set sail today out onto the Sea of my Tranquility. A soft and gentle breeze will bring me to,
You . . . My Angel, Not just any Angel would do . . . Only You,
Only You, My Angel, my Creator the Love of my Life.
My Angel I was guided to you. What am I to do? Now that I have found You. Should I tell you my Dream? The Vision of Life. Share with you my Joy, never before known till now, My Joy far beyond compare, this Joy I with you shall share.
Not just any Angel would do . . . Only You.
Listen closely. First, God loves You and so do I,
Without Reason . . . Without Rhyme these are the words of Time
they are mine. My words, Till now unknown, Standing . . .
Standing Alone, I looked inside myself, I looked within my Soul into the deepest Depths of my Heart, I found a precious memory a love so vast as the midnight sky, a love so deep as the oceans azure blue, I am to live this one true Love . . . A joy beyond All knowledge never known, the one seed that I have sown.
My seed of Love I now plant within your heart of hearts. With gentlest kindness Ill tend to it. With tender Loving care I'll Joyfully watch it grow. Around the world My light does glow for those of you who disbelieve . . . Ashes to Ashes and Dust to Dust . . .
This is what must become of us. What is it that you will do today?
What is it that you Believe? With these thoughts with these words
I Shall Leave for you to ponder the messages hidden deep within this web of light I weave . . . Thus; I leave My Life in Your Hands
ALL My Love and Kisses to you my Angels . . . awaken now and remember who you are. I believe in love and I believe in . . . YOU !!!
With one single swift decision we could end all economic strife globally. If we but took the TOTAL, global wealth all economic values and divided that huge amount of money by the total number of living souls upon this planet and gave to each this equal amount, over night every person in this world would be multi millionaires and have new homes and clothing, food and medical care unprecedented in the history of mankind. This is what I call equality . . . this is what I call economic stimulus. This is what I call compassion. I have a dream and you just saw it.
From the mind and heart of Tony Gray'Owl
Please play selected soundtrack and return here to listen as you read the poetry of my heart, http://www.mixpod.com/playlist/87738270
As I stood alone in the light of darkness neath the shadows of forest evergreen . . . I saw the light, this web I weave, suddenly a shadow passed me by. I turned to see who had touched me so very softly. So tenderly upon my heart, I felt you slip by . . . I turned and shouted out . . .
WAIT !!!
I have a gift for you the soft gentle words of the emotions written within my heart I will give to you. It took me a life time too get here I suppose it was because you were waiting . . . For Me. There on the other side of Eternity.
All my Love and a thousand kisses like butterflies floating all around you touching, touching you, touching your lips, touching your heart, with mine. For you my Infinite Creator are the essence of the joy that I spill out of my heart into the entirety of the world freely I give the essence of my self to you. I give the world of humanity your love.
If I were the light . . .
I would surround you in me and make all the dark lonely nights bright. If I were the sun I would be envious of the brightness of your smile.
If . . . if I were able to touch you I would never let go.
Come with me . . . Join with me and I shall with these words spoken ever so softly from within the emotions of my heart speak the poetry of my love whispered sweetly into your heart. I will touch your mind as no one has ever touched you there before. I will give you my love and I will never take it away it will be yours forever and a day.
Here take these I believe that they are yours, I give back to you the wings of the angel that you are, you must have lost them along the journey of your life having gotten lost in the brilliance of the light of the world as a human being.
I was walking along in a field of beautiful wild white lilies and nearly tripped over them, I gently picked them up carried them to my home. I cleansed them with the purity of my Love, Here take them they are yours, awaken and remember who you are . . .
My Angel . . . I love you.
Who am I you ask? Let me tell you, Who I am is, I am Strong
Stronger than steel mixed with iron yet melting molten putty in the hot sunlight of your love for in a single moment of weakness with a mere glance into your eyes you would sway me with the softness of
your __________________ touch.
The sweetness of your voice, stirring forgotten emotions from deep within my heart you would cause to awaken my Passion, my passion of the love I have for you
LOOK! THERE !!!
Floating upon my sea of tranquility . . . Pure JOY. Quickly, pick it up here is the book of my heart that I thought had been stolen, read me like an open book, my emotions everything that I am laid down in written word for all to see without Shame I will hold up my beliefs into the light of . . . public scrutiny,
I will not stumble . . . I will not fall . . . I will not fail for I . . . I am Standing . . . Standing alone in wilderness, I began to think. Then ponder the questions of my life. To all the Lost Souls . . . Suffering, suffering in silent darkness, Solitude. Thinking of Ending it. With mine eyes I have seen, With mine ears I have heard.
These are my Words . . . I was lost till you gave your love to me.
But then you took it away.
Standing . . . Standing alone in wilderness
Standing . . . Standing alone in shadows essence of forest Evergreen in Moonlight lit darkness, Neath the Canopy of that which gives us Life . . . Trees.
Standing . . . Standing Alone in Wilderness, Surrounded By lost Souls, Unknown Suffering, In Silent Solitude, Voices unheard
Pondering the End of it All.
Sometimes . . . Sometimes I Pray for it
Standing . . . Standing Alone, I heard the Earth crying
Standing . . . Standing Alone, I heard the Moon Sigh
For it to had heard the Earth crying . . . Wondering, Why?
Why? Sometimes . . . Sometimes I pray for it.
The cold steel Kiss of the Moon, Meeting the crook of my Neck
Like a long lost Lover, Coaxing me into Comfort . . . Obscure
As my finger conforms to the Curve, Pulling the Moment Closer
Closer . . . Inviting the Quiet. the Quiet I sometimes Hunger
Yearn and Desire it . . . the Quiet Nothing More
With the Sky all colored Grey this is what I heard the Earth say
There comes a day that even . . . I Fear
With merely a clench of my finger, not more than a flinch, just a pull, just a squeeze . . . And,
BOOM
Nothing . . . Nothing more. Sometimes . . .
Sometimes when the mood takes me as far as it can, Sometimes
I pray for it, the Redemption, My Release . . . the End, of this Plaque, this pestilence called Humanity. These blind selfish greed driven madmen, without thought of the sorrows and sickness they cause. Everything that dies one day comes back to you. Karma will catch them in its hands.
Sometimes I pray for it . . . Standing alone, did you never ask Why?
Ashes to Ashes . . . Dust to Dust,
You can only Imagine what is to become of us . . . Standing,
Standing alone I looked up and saw a little bird that glides across the sky, it Sang a song of melody that made me want to sit right down and cry.
I am the Sculptor, that strikes the stone,
to reveal the beauty within unknown.
I am the Painter that caresses the canvas,
to evoke the emotions of deep thought.
I am the Poet that works the words,
and unimaginable things are taught.
I am the potter that works the clay,
things people are made of each and every day.
And as this man, I am Standing . . . Standing alone against the entire world it seems that, Sometimes, Sometimes I pray for it. To touch the very soul of everyone that is within my reach. This is what I would love to teach to the people of this planet. What I would love to teach, YOU !
YES . . . I said you the one reading these words right now.
You have the Power, this knowledge that we call, Wisdom.
It is gripped tightly in your hand, set Deep within your Heart, In the vast expanse of your Mind is found the Ability to set Free your love. You gave your love to me and then you took it away. What?
What else will you do today? Have Mercy! Run to me, Come to me
Look what you’ve done to me! I was lost till you gave your love to me, but then took it away. Take out the power Kick down the door
and set yourselves . . . FREE !!!
Money cannot buy it baby . . .
Sex cannot buy it baby . . .
Drugs cannot buy it baby . . .
You cannot buy it . . .
My Love is . . . FREE !
I believe in Love, is why I do these things for you, I believe in Love alone. Give up your needs these poison seeds. Find a different kind of Free one that just lets you . . . Be.
Give me the strength to lay it all down. Whispers silent in the night
Let all our dreams go by this is where our prayers are heard, Wipe away your tears and let the salt stains dry, it all goes by . . . it all goes by, For time will catch us in its hands to be blown away like grains of sand.
So here within My hands I hold the Ability to set Free, My Love Upon the Earth.
Standing . . . Standing Alone, it seems Against the Entire World
Standing . . . Standing Alone in Vast wilderness, Yet . . .
((((((((((((surrounded))))))))))))
by Countless . . . In-numerable . . . Lost Souls, Speeding by . . .
Faster ever Faster, Mere Shadows of themselves
Faster ever Faster . . . in Search of what can be bought for this is what they have been taught is “Happiness” . . . Not!
Standing . . . Standing Alone in vast wilderness, I looked inside myself. Standing Alone I Looked inside My Soul, I look inside my Heart and I saw you. I am reaching out to you my Love today out
upon the Oceans of my belief, I have set sail today out onto the Sea of my Tranquility. A soft and gentle breeze will bring me to,
You . . . My Angel, Not just any Angel would do . . . Only You,
Only You, My Angel, my Creator the Love of my Life.
My Angel I was guided to you. What am I to do? Now that I have found You. Should I tell you my Dream? The Vision of Life. Share with you my Joy, never before known till now, My Joy far beyond compare, this Joy I with you shall share.
Not just any Angel would do . . . Only You.
Listen closely. First, God loves You and so do I,
Without Reason . . . Without Rhyme these are the words of Time
they are mine. My words, Till now unknown, Standing . . .
Standing Alone, I looked inside myself, I looked within my Soul into the deepest Depths of my Heart, I found a precious memory a love so vast as the midnight sky, a love so deep as the oceans azure blue, I am to live this one true Love . . . A joy beyond All knowledge never known, the one seed that I have sown.
My seed of Love I now plant within your heart of hearts. With gentlest kindness Ill tend to it. With tender Loving care I'll Joyfully watch it grow. Around the world My light does glow for those of you who disbelieve . . . Ashes to Ashes and Dust to Dust . . .
This is what must become of us. What is it that you will do today?
What is it that you Believe? With these thoughts with these words
I Shall Leave for you to ponder the messages hidden deep within this web of light I weave . . . Thus; I leave My Life in Your Hands
ALL My Love and Kisses to you my Angels . . . awaken now and remember who you are. I believe in love and I believe in . . . YOU !!!
With one single swift decision we could end all economic strife globally. If we but took the TOTAL, global wealth all economic values and divided that huge amount of money by the total number of living souls upon this planet and gave to each this equal amount, over night every person in this world would be multi millionaires and have new homes and clothing, food and medical care unprecedented in the history of mankind. This is what I call equality . . . this is what I call economic stimulus. This is what I call compassion. I have a dream and you just saw it.
From the mind and heart of Tony Gray'Owl
Also on his wall, I ran across this image...because you've taken the time to read this post I believe this gift is for you!!!
