An Interview with “Little Grandmother” Kiesha
Crowther and her Story as a Shaman
by Brent Raynes Source from
"Alternate Perceptions" magazine Issue #137, June, 2009
“
Little Grandmother” was made a shaman recently at age 30.
The daughter of a white father and a Sioux/Salish mother, she grew
up in a small farming
community in southern Colorado, disconnected from indigenous
traditions
on the reservation of her people.
As a child she spent long periods of time alone in the wilderness
where she lived with and learned from the four-legged ones,
the flyers and
swimmers as well as the star and stone people, unaware that
she had been identified at a young age by the tribal grandmothers
to later
be a shaman.
As a child, she had been taught by the ancestors, grandmothers
past, and by Mother Earth. She was known for her ability to
sense
and communicate
with animals. Growing up with such a deep and resounding love
for the wild, Little Grandmother went on to achieve her degree
in Animal
Science
and has worked as a wildlife specialist/rehabilitator for many
years. She also established a non-profit organization called
the SLV Wildlife & Endangered
Species Rescue Center to insure a safe haven and protective environment
for those animals who need rescue from either neglect or injury,
by protecting, saving, rehabilitating and preserving wildlife.
Now in her own words, read what Little Grandmother has to say
about her incredible life journey and what she foresees for
our future.
Editor: It was through a mutual and dear friend of
ours that I recently came into contact with you. Priscilla Wolf,
who
lives just outside
of Albuquerque , New Mexico , attended your Return of the
Ancestors on April
19th, near Santa Fe , and described how some pretty phenomenal
things happened. She says that morning, in fact, back at
her home
she awoke
and you had appeared to her. In fact, you had called her
name, and when the two of you met later that day and she
told you
about it,
she wrote
that you had stated that you had dreamed of Priscilla,
around the same time, and told a friend that she would be coming
to the gathering.
Priscilla
said, "Amazing how two medicine women from the same
town in the San Luis Valley of Colorado had this great
connection."
Kiesha Crowther: It is true, Sister Wolf "Priscilla" and I
have an uncanny connection, one I believe that stretches across many
lifetimes. I live in a very small, tucked away town in the San Luis Valley
where there are truly more cows than people. Picture something close
to Little House on the Prairie and you get the picture. So you can imagine
the surprise I got when dear Sister Wolf contacted me and mentioned she
was from the very same little town. I was skeptical at first, I mean,
how could this be? No one comes from my little town! Then she started
mentioning the old country store that has been here for decades and where
she used to learn the ways of old from her grandfather down at the bend
in the river. There was no question she was from my little town. She
also started mentioning experiences about lights in the sky, people of
light visiting her and the windows to another place by the river. My
attention was all hers at this point! The very bend in the river she
spoke about is exactly where I received many of my "lessons" from
the other side, taught by the most incredibly gentle, kind
and tender beings made only of light and love. This sacred
place
is the very
spot where I began my journey of initiation to becoming
a shaman and wisdom
keeper, although I had no idea at the time what was to
become of me.
Sister Wolf and I began drinking in each others’ stories
and experiences as though we had finally found someone
who spoke this
unknown language
that we each thought belonged to only ourselves. We truly
became sisters of one path, the path of love, light and
remembrance.
Meeting Sister Priscilla Wolf was just as spectacular
as our correspondence we shared via email. We had
not shared
a photo
with one another
nor had we ever met before, that is until the night
before the second
day of
ceremony when I dreamt of a Native woman walking
up to meet me as I sat quietly inside a teepee. She had
a message
for
me and
I in
response had
a gift for her, "a feather ". The next morning
was a very important day of ceremony, so I soon forgot
the dream
and
went about
the task in
front of me. It was about noon day as I sat inside the
teepee for a lunch break, when in front of me was the woman
in my dream.
It
was my dear
Sister Wolf.
Editor: You yourself
have written that now that the ceremony of that day is over you can
speak on what "transpired physically, emotionally and spiritually
for all that attended," and how this event
marked a "great
shift" for our planet.
Please share more about the significance of this
gathering, of meeting Priscilla, and how you and
others who attended
have been
affected by
it.
KC: Holding an event as powerful and meaningful as "The Return of the
Ancestors Gathering" in Santa Fe, NM was a
privilege and an honor but also a real learning
experience for me.
This ceremony
was no small
event. The period in April of the ceremony actually
marked the time Mayan and Hopi Prophesy had foretold
for centuries,
a time
when the
healing
of Mother Earth would begin, a time when the heavens
would open, pouring down energies of assistance,
light and love
to help us
as human beings
remember who we are. In doing so we would be able
to rise to a
higher conscious level of being.
This is the "death or the end" the
Mayans speak about—the death of our planet as we know it. We as
human beings have a choice to
make with only two options. One, we continue
on as we are, blind children constantly gutting Mother Earth for
all she is worth, taking without
replenishing, using without thanking, polluting
the air and the soil, the animals and the plants, killing, raping,
abusing, neglecting and
torturing each other and Mother Earth, ensuring
our death. Or option number two, we witness our mistakes as human
beings and come together
as one people to start taking responsibility
for our actions. We once again learn the wisdom of the past, the
truths that have been lost for
so long and act on them. This is what the Return
of the Ancestors Ceremony was all about, bringing back those truths,
the wisdom and the earth-honoring
ways of being human. This very ceremony had
been prophesied to come for generations and generations and finally
Grandfather Alejandro Cirilo
Perez Oxlaj "the keeper of all Mayan teachings" announced
that in late April a pivotal time on our planet
would come that would offer
us a crucial decision to make.
Are we, as human
beings, capable of change?
With a great and resounding YES the ceremony
began at sunrise. There were gatherings planned
all across
the
globe between
April18-28, 2009, to link in with the Return
of the Ancestors Gathering that
was happening
in northern Arizona. Wisdom Keepers, shamans,
elders and spiritual leaders, indigenous
and non-indigenous peoples
joined together
for
sacred ceremony.
There were three very important ceremonies
that needed
to be held. For months preceding the ceremony,
I had been taught
these ceremonies
by
the other side and was guided very specifically
on how to conduct
them. The other Wisdom Keepers and shamans
were given much the same instructions
and teachings.
The first day, April 18th
(2009), began at sunrise and was dedicated
to the healing
of our
Sacred Mother
Earth.
The sacred medicine
wheel/circle was formed, crystals were
placed into the Earth, and the prayers began. As
crystals were
placed
inside the
center of
the circle
something incredible began to happen. This
first day of ceremony was so very cold,
clouds covered
the rising
sun’s rays and snowflakes
fell from time to time, but as we put the
crystal inside the Earth and as we all sent
loving healing energies to Mother I began
to see them.
I do not say this lightly, nor do I ever
make light of something so sacred to my heart,
or exaggerate when I say "The Ancestors
were among us!" I remember clearly saying
to the group that they came in great waves
like the sea, it truly was a sea of people
of all tribes, nationalities
and colors. They came from all directions
and covered the hills around us, stretching
on and on. I had never seen anything like
it! My joy was
so full that it felt as though my heart would
truly burst! I could not keep the tears from
flowing down my face as I spoke of what I
saw, to
this day I get the goose bumps and I swell
with such pure love and joy when I think
about that morning. This truly was an amazing
event, the
ancient lay lines of energy that once were
connected from "hot spot
to hot spot of high energies" were once
again connected after they lay broken for
centuries.
It was truly happening,
I could
feel it happening.
As the leader of this amazing group of people
I had a great responsibility to do things
correctly
and listen deeply
to the guidance I was
being given by the Ancient Ones. I could
literally feel within my very
core when the energies would connect, and
what was more amazing to me was
the amount of energy I could literally see
pouring down from the heavens to the Earth.
I started seeing the "pillars" of energy about December 12th
of last year, tube-like pillars coming down from the sky here and there.
As time went on these pillars of light or energy got more and more massive,
but this first day of ceremony the heavens truly opened and a these pillars
of light I had been seeing for some time began to grow outwardly... until
soon they were one large pillar. Many people felt when it happened—here
was a gasp or an intake of breath. There was no
denying the presence of the ancestors around us
or the massive
amount of energy that
was flowing from the heavens that day. It was simply
undeniable!
The second day of ceremony was, and I
think I speak for everyone who attended,
the
most profound
and
powerful for all of us.
This day was
extremely difficult but crucial to
the purpose and fulfillment
of the gathering. The second day of
ceremony was dedicated to the healing of
the Masculine and the Feminine. As
I learned what this day was going to be
about and
how to perform
what was
needed
through dreams,
visions
and lessons, the more I became wary
of this day. I, like so many women, have
been hurt
by the
negative energies
of the
masculine
severely in
my lifetime, so I didn't know if I
could get through this day myself and do what
was needed.
We cannot heal the Earth until we heal
ourselves, and the biggest wounds
we carry as human
beings are those
buried
deep within
our masculine and
the feminine beings. These
two energies have been so out of
balance for so
long, that
it is impossible
not
to see
the damage
created
by this
imbalance in almost every living
human on the globe. The imbalance is so great
that
without
rebalancing
and healing,
we human
beings simply
will not be able to survive, nor
will our planet. I began talking to the
group about
the great
imbalance, how the
collective negative masculine
energies have created a massive wound
on our planet through thousands of
years of
domination,
rape,
torture, warfare,
molestation,
violence
and horrific unthinkable acts on
children, women and
other men. Both men and women bear
the wound of this loss of heart,
this trauma
and the
alienation it causes.
Most of the men in the circle had
no idea what was about to happen
and it
was probably
just
as well,
since some
of them
would have
probably wanted to exit then and
there! I did not envy the men in
the circle
as
I asked them to please stand and
join hands. My heart wept for them
so deeply
as I instructed
them
on what
needed
to be done
and what
was being
asked of them to go inward, as
deep as they could within themselves and witness all of
these atrocities,
to witness the
grief and pain of
the feminine, to feel and release
these negative energies, not just in their own lives but for those
lives that had
come before
them
throughout
history.
As I spoke my whole body shuddered as
the gut-wrenching sorrow and
pain started to build inside of me, as I asked
these good-hearted men to do
such a hard thing. I must say now that
the men in this
circle
were the strongest and purest
hearts I have ever met and I love them deeply. I assured them I did
not place any
blame on them
as individuals
and I swore to keep them safe
and grounded to Mother
Earth and Father Sky the entire
time. As I spoke of what needed
to happen
I had all
the woman gather in a larger
circle around them to hold space and send them
loving light and energy as they
went through this ordeal.
I weep now as I recall this...
even though it has been weeks
since the
ceremony.
As we began
and
the men held
hands in
a circle tears
were already
falling, even the women who stood
in a circle around the men were
weeping for
them. I have
a hard time
finding the
words
to describe
the suffering
these beautiful men went through,
the
anguish and their cries were
so deep and raw, some
of the men
coughed
an agonizing
cough so
as to rid
them of thoughts and images in
their minds; some men tried to
fight off
vomiting, others
wept
and convulsed,
overcome
with grief. I
stayed as
grounded as I could as I went
from man to man, raising my energies
as high as
I could
to hold
them in a
safe and held
space, grounding
them
to Mother Earth and Father Sky
as I was instructed to by my
guides
so that
the
pain and suffering
could be
given away
out
through
their feet
and heads. The women who encircled
the men would start humming or
singing
as
one voice,
sending
loving sounds
to the men
to help them stay grounded
and in the heart. One man collapsed,
having a cathartic fit I realized
I no longer
could hold
the space
alone and asked
the energy healers/
Reiki masters to step in and
put their hands on the men to
help
them ... I
watched and
listened, praying
for
it to be
over, to
get some guidance
that we could stop, as the pain
of the men was almost unbearable
for
all of
us.
All the while I watched not
only the men closely, but
I witnessed
the male
ancestors
who were
there gathered
behind
us in a
sea of people actually
move forward and literally
step into the men one at
a time then
exit.
As this would
happen
the men’s cries would change as they expressed
the suffering and pain of the different spirits who took part... then,
finally... I heard a calm but strong voice say "It is done!" I
quickly announced that we had accomplished what was asked of us and had
all of the woman go to the men, hold them, thank them and love them.
We all wept together, completely drained. We held onto one another in
a tight embrace. I knew this day would be hard but not even I knew how
extremely powerful and life changing this ceremony would be for our planet.
We all took a long break before the feminine healing
began. This time I was instructed to have the woman form a semi circle,
to form a chalice,
a womb and the men stand
in a straight line across this semi circle, sealing off the two corners
of the chalice. Again we all held hands as
I instructed the woman
to go deep within and let all the abuse, all the grief and rage,
the experience of the feminine throughout millennia,
to rise to the surface.
I was fully expecting the healing of the feminine ceremony to be
much worse, harder than the masculine-- but it was different.
It began with quiet sobs
as the woman thought of their own abuse, their children’s abuse... it was a low sob, a quiet weeping for a long
time and then I was instructed to place my hands on their lower bellies.
I have to admit I didn’t
understand my instructions
at first. As I went from one
individual to the
next I started to
see what
was happening.
The woman was still holding
onto their buried pain, suppressing
it as we are all taught to
do. But
as I went from womb
to womb the screams
and the cries broke out, things
started to surface in a huge
wave of
sorrow. All of the woman fell
to the ground. Some lay on
their bellies, some on their
backs, many
were in the fetal
position
as they wept,
wailed and cried out.
Just as in the men’s ceremony I witnessed the ancient ones "spirits" step
into some of the women and then leave, as they took their turns being
witnessed through the different woman lying on the ground. I witnessed
one woman actually turn into a bright light, almost metallic, and soon
found out after ceremony several others had witnessed the same thing.
Soon the answer came, "It is done!" and
with that I had the men
step in and hold the
women, thank
them,
and give
them their
love.
The men tenderly held
the woman for quite some
time before
we ended ceremony completely.
The third day was dedicated
to the Wisdom Keepers’ teachings, the "lessons" I
had been receiving since a child and some of the prophesies that I had
been given from the other side to share. This day was a lot more light
hearted than the second. I spoke about the times to come and how we,
as literal children of our Mother Earth, needed to remember the Great
I AM that we each are, and how to live from the heart and not the mind.
This day marked the Condor of the south and the Eagle of the North finally
flying wingtip to wingtip, as prophesy has spoke about for thousands
of years—that the time is upon us for us to remember that the heart
is the connection to the Great I Am that sent us here. I could speak
a lot about what I have been taught, what will come in the future if
we choose to remember who we are and listen to the wisdom keepers who
are now all on our planet giving of their wisdom, which includes the
teachings of the “star people” who will come to our planet
to help us heal ourselves and Mother Earth. It is known that these star
people came to our planet before and hid "buried" truths and
teachings that would come back into use after the time of sacred ceremony,
after the "the Return of the Ancestors" ceremonies.
There is a great deal of information
here that would probably be
best
to save
for another interview.
Editor: Back in August
of last year, my
wife Joan and
I were
honored by
Priscilla who
took us on
a tour of
her old hometown.
She had
some pretty unusual
experiences there
as a child, and it sounds
like you certainly
did
as well.
Could
you describe for
us what sort of manifestations
occurred to you during
your
childhood and how
this conditioned you for
your later
role as a medicine
woman?
Kiesha Crowther:
For many years,
I guess
since I
was around
8 years old,
I have
been getting "lessons" from a voice or voices who call
me Child, and it all began down at the river. There is a very special
spot at the river I have ran to for many years "my special spot" is
what I call it,
it has always been
a refuge for me,
a place
where there were
no humans, no houses
or even roads.
This
spot is something
very
special. For years
I thought it was
only me who could
feel
the tingling in
the air and in
my feet
as I walked on
the Earth there.
I have
had many beautiful
and magical
experiences down
there, always during
the
hardest times of
my life when I
would run off to
my refuge.
I became very close
friends to the
animals
that lived out
there
and the
beautiful trees
that I used to
sleep in. It was
here at
my special spot
that the most amazing
things started
to happen to me.
I once lay on the
ground looking
into the trees
one night as
I saw a light
blue light.
At first
my rational
mind
decided it must
be
someone
on a tractor
plowing in the field beyond
the trees
but
there was
no sound at
all, no wind
at all,
everything was
so silent as
I watched this light
get bigger and
bigger as it
moved through
the cotton
woods.
I watched
the light
as it appeared
from
out of
the trees,
a
light
blue orb
of light. I wasn't
scared at all.
I guess I was
transfixed by
what I saw,
if anything
I felt at complete
peace as
I watched this
light. As the
light came closer
and closer
I could make
out that
this
light was
not just light,
it was
a woman... a woman
made of light.
Again
I wasn't
frightened at
all, I felt at complete
ease
and a
still
calmness.
I was still
lying
on the
ground just watching
her approach.
I can remember every
single
detail of this
woman,
her hair
was long and
wavy with two
braids at each
side of her face
that were
pulled back,
her dress was also
just made
of light
blue light that
waved as if there
were
a
breeze
but there
was no
wind at all,
her
face was
full of love
and compassion,
a
kind of
love I cannot
describe in words.
She came and
placed her hand
right
at the
side of my
face very lightly
so
that her palm
was holding
my
cheek.
This is all
I remember of
this experience.
The
next thing
I remember was waking up in
the morning.
I was
still
lying in
the very same
place I had
lay down
the evening
before. There was a small
heard of elk
across the small running
river to
the west
of me,
an owl above
my head,
and I remember
it being
cold—I could
watch the
steam literally
rise up off
the elks
backs as they
began to rise
up from
sleep
and began
to graze
on the meadow
grass—but something
was VERY different!
The elk
had this color
moving through
them,
sparks
of color
that
moved like
falling snow
or slow moving
water, I watched
for a while… rubbed
my eyes and
looked again,
still there!
Everything
looked
different,
Everywhere
I looked things
had colors
running
inside of them,
not just a
color but moving,
alive color!
The owl, the
grass,
the trees,
even the
water... I
must have looked
insane
to anyone
who could have
seen me. I
spent
hours on my
hands and knees
looking
at the soil,
the ants,
staring
at a blade
of grass giggling
and
then rubbing
my eyes again
and again,
but every
time I opened
my eyes
I could still
see this color
moving
through
things.
It wasn't until
I went home
that I
discovered
there was
something
else
just as amazing
and I have
to admit
a bit confusing!
I was still
dazed, excited,
confused,
nervous about
seeing colors
but
now there
was something else,
not only
did different people
have different
colors
moving in
them but almost
all of
them, with
the exception
of
some
infants,
had
an image
of an animal in
their
chest
or next to
them! As
you could imagine
growing
up in a small
Mormon community,
I didn't
pipe up about
what
I was seeing.
In
fact, I thought
I was
going crazy
and spent
many
years
as a kid
being embarrassed
of
how
I saw things.
The next
few years
were hard
for me, one
because
I didn't
know what
was happening
to me
and I didn't
want
anyone to
find out that
I was so "weird" Things got even weirder
as I started to understand how I could communicate with animals. Even
now I'm very aware of how this must sound to someone who can’t
quite understand
this. I still have
a hard time putting
into
words how this
actually happens
but
I will try.
Knowing where
an animal
is, even
what species
and sex
the animal
is without
even seeing
it, happens
in many
ways
and with
all the
senses, It is a taste,
a
sound,
a texture
and a color
and even
a number.
All of
these things happen
quickly
and almost
simultaneously.
Each
animal
is different,
so for
example if there
is an
elk on
the road
a mile
up
ahead
around
the
corner
I will get
the
taste of
pine needles
in
my mouth,
a feeling
of
coarse
wet fur and the
number
4, the color
brown
like
tree bark...compared
to knowing
there
is
an owl
in the tree
outside
the house
while
eating
dinner
in
the dining
room...feels
like the
number
8, and is dark
purple
and is like a
cool
breeze
at
night.
This is the best
way
I can
describe
it and
how it happens,
this
is also
how I understand
animals
and what they
are "saying" its
not with
words its
with textures
and tastes,
colors
and feelings,
if they
are scared
its bright
yellow
or
orange,
I feel
panicked
and it’s
a pitch
or a sound
in my head.
Aggression
is red,
the number
9 and feels
annoyingly
hot...
when I
know what
they are
saying
and feeling,
then I
send them
information
in the
way of
emotion
and energy
with color
and sound.
I'm not
sure how
to better
describe
how it
happens
but as
a child
I did not
dare describe
this and
hid the
fact of
what I
was doing
most of
the time
by just
saying,
I think
you should
slow down,
or I'm
gunna go
outside
for a minute
when
in fact
I knew
there was
a dog in
the lambs’ pen.
As I grew older
I still didn't
really admit what
I was doing
or the
lessons
I was learning
from the other
side, or those
spirits who would
come to me
and literally teach
me things about
life and how they
work, how we
are connected
and so on until
I became shaman.
Becoming
shaman
was a
total surprise
to me,
when
I was called
to be
shaman for
the Sioux
and Salish
tribes
I
was scared
and almost
turned
the
calling
down
because of
the
responsibility
and huge
commitment
it
would
take, and because
it
would
mean I had to
come
clean about all
these "weird
things" I had been experiencing. I was told by people in the tribe
that they knew I had been receiving teachings from grandmothers’ past
to prepare me for
the day I turned
30 and became shaman.
Somehow knowing
that others
knew what was
happening to
me gave me the
strength and the
courage to step
forward into my
calling. Since
becoming
shaman I now walk
fully in the wisdom
I have been given
and the gifts
I have
been
blessed with so
that I can
better serve, love
and honor Mother
Earth and all her
creatures
including
all of my
brothers and
sisters on
this planet. I
have promised to
share my visions
and my
lessons with those
I come in contact
with.
Finding
out
who Priscilla
Wolf
was
and her
gifts
and
the fact
that
she
knows about
the
sacred
spot
by
the river
and
the things
she
has
witnessed also
gives
me
great courage
and
support to
tell
my
stories
and
share my
wisdom
with
others.
You
can
imagine
what
all
we talk
about
as
we have
both
experienced
phenomenal
things
in
this
valley.
I have
seen
many
things,
many
windows
that
lead
to
a
place
of
great knowledge,
a
great
library
if
you
will with
so
much to
learn
and
know the answers
to,
a place
of
great love
and
light, of peace
and
harmony. I have
spoken
with
beings
not
of this
realm
many
times,
in
fact I hold
some
of
them as dear
to
my heart
as
I do
my
family here
on
Earth.
My message
to
the
readers is
that
these "star people" if
you will are here
and have been here
for a long time,
coming
and going. But
I would like
to share with
you that what I
have learned
from them is that
they love us deeply
and they want to
help us as
a parent wants
to
help their child.
They are
not here to destroy
us, those who are
visiting us now
are
here to help us
remember who we
are,
to help guide us
and bring back
the
wisdom's
and teachings that
were once on earth
but had to be hidden
when organized
religions and
groups started
persecuting
and giving
the rights to
killings, wars
and unspeakable
things against
one another because
of our differences.
But now is the
time that the
wisdom will be
brought back. We
are at a pivotal
point
on our planet where
we will continue
as
we are
now with
wars, killing each
other and
our Mother Earth
or we can change.
The time of ceremony
marked the
beginning of a
new way of being.
The
heavens opened
and shared great
energies with
us, changing us
on a molecular
level, the ancient
ones, our
ancestors
have chose to come
back in spirit
by the thousands
to help us be better
people, to help
us
spiritually and
energetically make
the decisions needed
to better ourselves
and one another.
It is now
time for us
to start setting
down the
things we
do in our lives
that no longer
serve us, that
no longer make
us better people.
If it doesn't come
from the
heart
than we should
stop, if it
doesn't make you
feel good then
stop doing it;
if it hurts Mother
Earth, then
it hurts
us.
The time has
come, the shift has begun and we
are here living at
this moment that was foretold
to come for thousands of years.
Will we be ready for 2012?
Will we have made the changes in
our hearts, will we
have risen into a higher
consciousness, a better way
of being? I believe deeply
that we as children of this planet
can remember who we
are and become the loving beautiful
light beings we were meant
to be all along. My prayer is that
we operate from our
hearts, listen to
the wisdom that is being given
and share love and kindness to
all living things.
Editor:
Priscilla believes
that there
are portals
to other
worlds in
the San
Luis Valley.
Do you
agree? Have
you seen
any of
the UFOs
that she
talks about?
Kiesha
Crowther: As
I said
previously, I
have seen
and even
interacted with
many beings
from the
other side,
but I
believe there
are differences
between those
on the
other side
whom I
call the
ancient ones
or ancestors
and those
who come
from different
places in
the universe.
It is
my belief
from what
I have
been taught
that there
are many
beings, many
groups of
beings. Some
are less
intelligent/spiritually coherent
if
you will,
and many
who are
much much
more advanced
than we
are intellectually/spiritually/energetically
and
so on.
It has
been my
experience in
the past
that there
are also
those groups
of beings
who are
more advanced
than we,
but that
are also
on the
same level
spiritually as
we are
so they
have come
here, to
our planet,
in search
of things
that could
better them,
or wished
to know
more about
us and
how we
operate, and
in doing
so gave
many of
us a
good fright
by the
means in
which they
took their
information because
they do
not feel
the same
fear emotions
and or
compassion as
we do.
Having said
that, I
have been
told and
I do
believe strongly
that they
will no
longer be
visiting us,
in fact
they have
been stopped.
I know
I'm going
a bit
deep here
but bear
with me
as I
try to
explain.
There
is an
intelligence higher
than us,
I say
higher but
what I
mean is
that they
understand more,
they spiritually
are more
advanced, their
consciousness is
far beyond
our own
here on
this planet
and they
deeply love
us, they
see us
as "children" trying to make it but we are making many,
many mistakes, they are not angry at us but they want us to do better,
they want us to succeed, they do not want us to harm each other or kill
the planet. This Earth is VERY important to them, they love Her as a
living, breathing being, who is the mother to many creatures who WE (human
beings) will not be allowed to destroy. Understand that they love us,
yes; but they also love the rest of the living planet and they will not
let us (the only living creature on the planet that kills needlessly,
pollutes, destroys and neglects the others) destroy Her. We, the human
beings, are the only thing killing Mother Earth and we will not be allowed
to do it. They, the “star beings" do not want to see us fail,
or destroy each other, they want us to realize who we are, what great
capabilities we have and this is why they are coming to our planet and
will be coming "with their families" to
help us.
I
do not
look at
UFOs as
a Sci-Fi,
spooky and
scary mystery
that belongs
on the
X Files,
nor do
I believe
that it’s all a hoax. I know they
are real, I know we are being visited, that the crop circles
are messages for those star beings who are already here from
the others, that they
are here to help us, to give us the tools to better ourselves.
It is a very real thing for me and that there is nothing to
fear as long as
we live from our hearts with kindness and love. I have experienced
seeing many unique and I guess strange phenomenon. I have
watched large red
balls of light hover over my home from time to time since
I was around 13, one of which many people in town saw, including
my neighbor who was/still
is a police officer. I guess this is where I should mention
that a government helicopter landed in his Field the next
morning... I have watched lights
land on top of the hills here outside of town and never leave,
in the middle of the night. I witnessed several times the
green glowing orbs
of light flying in a triangle pattern in great speeds over
the mountain tops one second, then be over the town the next
second. Many, many things
happen here in the valley and I’ve
heard many different
stories
from people,
people whom wouldn't
make
something
like this up, just simply
wanting
to know if anyone else
saw
it.
Editor:
What are
your future
goals?
Kiesha
Crowther: My
goals in
life do
not include
making a
huge name
for myself
or making
a ton
of money.
Being a
shaman
should never
include these
sorts of
things and
I think
it’s a good way of weeding out
the "went to school to become a shaman" kind of shamans. It
should be a service, from the heart, a way of sharing a gift that was
given to you in this earthly life to help heal and teach others. It’s
a responsibility,
not
just
a gift.
My goal in life
is
to simply stay
true to
what
I
know, be honest
and as loving
of a person
to all walks of
life
as
I can,
and to serve,
heal and
teach
others how to
love
and protect Mother
Earth
and Her creatures.
