Spirit Guides, who are they ?
SPIRIT GUIDES
The Native Americans have always had there beliefs, praying to "The Great White Spirit" goes back before time to these great people. Who believed that there loved ones survived death and where in the Spirit World, the people that could do this was called Shamans, who through dreams and vision quests contacted Loved ones in the Spirit World for guidance. Unfortunately in this country and many European countries, anyone dealing in this type of belief was likely to be targeted as a witch who may have been burned to a stake, as was the Salem witch trials in the USA, so not many white people prior to 1848 practiced Mediumship, it was surpressed many years later when modern spiritualism began a family in Hydesville USA received communication by raps from a murdered peddler. The full story of the Fox family can be found on the site the Way Memorial Temple.Click on the link to the Fox Family. Or on top of this page under "My Spiritual Tool Box . A Spirit Guide may come close to the earth plain to assist a Medium (although everyone has Spirit Guides) after many thousands of years in the Spirit World , to find an instrument with which to attach himself and be able to express through the instrument the message of The Great Spirit. There was no one who had tread the path of the Native American Shamans in Europe or any white Nation due to the fear of reprisal attacks. The Native Americans where left alone and from beginning of time their ability grew. So after many years they where able to return to the earth and assist a Medium, so you see, the only Nation who beliefs goes back far enough to enable Spirit Guides to come from are the Native Americans.
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My Spirit Guide is Dancing Rain, he was a Pawnie Shaman. . After sitting in a development circle a number of times, I was aware of a feeling a tight band around my forehead, while meditating although this was not uncomfortable, it was just like someone had there fingers around my head, I asked about this and was informed that this was my Spirit Guide, and that this was a typical sign of such a presence. Other people in the circle where experiencing the feeling of someone touching their hair, and like a very light touch down one side of their head. I also noticed that the bottom part of my legs would go cold, as though I was in a slight draught, and again was assured that this too was Spirit drawing near. As time went on I was aware while sitting in circle and this did not happen straight away, first I could only see an outline, there where times I seen nothing, and as time went on I began to see feathers and eyes which where very close up, again after a time, I began to see mocusons and his legs and then one day sitting in circle meditating finally I saw a very very tall stocky Native American Indian, with a full head dress on, he stood head and shoulders over me. I would have to look way up to see his face, and I smiled to myself one evening while in a Spiritual Church during one service, when the Medium came to me with a message, saying my Spirit Guide was trying hard to contact me, but he found it difficult to get through to me. As the Medium stood there in front of me as he had left the platform and was standing right in front of me, he began to look up, and up and up, standing back he said " Lord above he's a big one isnt he", I had to smile as I knew he was really seeing my Spirit Guide. Ii was shortly after this, that one night I was meditating in my bedroom, when again my Spirit Guide drew close, and I was suddenly aware of sitting in a cavern, with many Native Americans sitting around on ledges that went up the sides of the walls of this large round cavern, the only light apart from flickering torches, was like a chimney in the roof, I then was aware of my Spirit guide, standing under the day light from this chimney which made like a spot light in the centre of this around cavern. On his arms he had long wings held by straps, he did not have his full head dress on but an eagles head on top of his own head, and slowly he began to swoop, and dance, I was aware also at this time it began to rain, and I could see these large spots of rain falling in the daylight through this chomney in the ceiling and landing on my Spirit guide, again he swooped and danced to the deafening beat of drums, I don't know how long I was there, but after a while I was then aware of my Spirit Guide sitting in front of me cross legged, and behind him was like a playback going on of him dancing in the rain, I thought Gene Kelly, Dancing in the rain, he smiled and I watched again as the same scenes once again portrayed them selves behind him, I again said Dancing, and he put up his hand in a "stop" manner, I said rain, and he smiled, and the I heard as if on a wind "Dancing Rain", this was the name of my Spirit Guide. |
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To the right is a Psychics Artists impression of one of the most famous Spirit Guides...Silver Birch
Silver Birch's Own Story
When I was asked, many long years ago, whether I would return to the world of matter and find on earth a band who would work with me to deliver the message of the spirit, I said I would, as did many others, and my task was given me.I watched from the time that he was conceived, and from the moment that the spirit began to express itself - albeit as a little flicker - I brought my influence to bear and started there and then this association which has lasted all these years.I helped to mould the spirit and the tiny little mind and throughout every phase of that life I watched his every experience, learned how to get a close association and I accustomed myself throughout the days of boyhood to all the mental processes, to all the physical habits. I studied my instrument from every aspect - mind, spirit and physical body.And then I had to guide his footsteps towards an understanding of these spirit truths. First, I guided him to make a study of the many religions in your world of matter, until his mind revolted and he began to be what your world calls an Atheist. And when that had played its part in the mental unfoldment, he was ready for me to begin my task of speaking through his lips.I guided him to his first meeting. I helped to bring him to his first circle. And there, in the power provided, I made my first contact - so crude, so trivial, but from my point of view so important - and I uttered my first expression in the world of matter through another organism.From that day I learned how to obtain better and better control, until now you see the result. We have achieved so much that I can register the totality of my ideas and liminate for all purposes what is in the medium s own personality.Now I would like to tell you something about my mission. They said to me: "You will have to go into the world of matter and, when you have found your instrument, you will have to bring to him sympathetic souls who will aid you to deliver your message." I searched and found you all and brought you together.But the greatest difficulty I had to face was that I had to make the choice whether I would return to provide those proofs that your world must have to satisfy itself - material proofs, I mean, not spiritual ones, for your world does not understand those - or whether I would return as a teacher and teach truth. I chose the harder.I said that, after all those long years, with all the manifold experiences I had had in the realms of spirit, I would return and try to appeal with love to those whom I would strive to teach. I would appeal to reason. I would appeal to the judgement of mature, evolved and what you call educated minds. I would reveal the message of the spirit in all its simplicity.I would say nothing that offended reason. I would strive to manifest love, never to reproach with anger, but to appeal always with love, and prove by precept and example and by all I did that I was what I claimed to be - a messenger of the Great Spirit.And I imposed upon myself the burden of anonymity, so that I would make no appeal of illustrious personage, title, rank, or fame, but would be judged on what I said and what I did. When I was in the spheres at the last festival they praised me and said I had accomplished much of my mission. And tears of joy fell down my face. But my mission is not yet over. There is still more to be done.Because of the work that others have done - the same work that we do - there is more light in your world of matter, there is more happiness, there is less sorrow, less tears. We have won a partial victory over the grave.We have inspired many to let their higher selves rise in their lives. We have driven out many of the falsehoods of the past that have blinded mens eyes to justice and truth. We have helped to free many from the prison-house of creed and dogma which has afflicted your world for so many years, shaming reason with its foolish stupidities.We have sought - and succeeded in some measure - to teach of a Great Spirit of love and wisdom, not of partiality, not of wrath, not vindictive and angry, not a dealer of pestilence and disease. We have sought to reveal the Nazarene as a great exemplar. And many have seen the reason that lies in our teaching.Great work has been done, but a greater work still has to be done. There is war in your world of matter, war that need not be, for if your world knew these truths and lived them, men would not kill. There is starvation, when there is plenty of the Great Spirit bounty. There are mean hovels where the children of the Great Spirit are compelled to live, deprived of fresh air, unable to catch the health-giving rays of the sun, forced to live below the line of sustenance. There is want and distress and misery.There are still superstitions to be killed. There are still aching hearts. There are still diseases to be vanquished. Our task is not yet complete. We rejoice at the work that has been done and pray that strength shall be given to us so that, with your co-operation, we may be enabled to render greater service still. * * * * *I am only the mouthpiece of those who sent me, and I seek no glory for myself and no reward. I have no desire to aggrandize myself or my personality. I rejoice to be a vehicle for expressing these truths, lost for many centuries and now restored to the world of matter, stamped with the seal of divine truth.My part is that of the messenger who speaks the message and I have striven to be faithful and to convey that which was given to me according to the instrument that I have and the power which I have earned. I only want to be of service and, if the few teachings I express help one soul to find peace in a stormy life, to find the shelter of truth after having experienced the storms of doubt, if within the sanctuary of these simple spiritual truths one can find happiness and be inspired to serve, then perhaps we have accomplished something of the Father's work.