November 20, 2012

Dear Mayan Spiritual Guide Erick Gonzalez, Chickasaw/Choctaw Healer Sweet Medicine Nation, and Metis Elder and Clan Mother Hua Anwa:

Thank you for opening the circle to invite me in. My heart swells with gratitude and recognition of the summoning of the love tribes, to welcome in the future and usher out the hungry ghosts of the past. I was very moved to hear, underneath our different accents and choice of words, an affinity, a drumbeat summoning counsel, and a harmony of underlying meaning, being reinstated in our own unique ways beneath each presentation:

The Change is Upon Us. The forces are coming into alignment. It is time to set aside the differences that have kept us apart and step into the love and truth that we have to share. It is time to purify and release old stories of lack and fear, and use the rest of our lives to write a new story of hope, transformation, love -- and, most of all, presence.

In our shared phone call last night, presence was strong and rich. I could feel each of your spirits speak along with the words you shared. I could sense whatever each of you had to go through and grow through to be able to speak so humbly and so clear, so strong and so real and so open. Your words touched me with their simple truths and heartfelt acknowledgments. Your love and belief in our shared ability to get through these trying times was both humbling and inspirational. The tone in each speaker was a heart-to-heart sharing, where no one seemed to be looking down on anyone else, no one seemed to need to prove superiority, and everyone seemed to genuinely seize the moment to gather diverse forces for the work and play of Change.

And, in listening to each of you, I realized that after fifty-eight years in this body I am growing beyond my former fears and lacks, and stepping into a fuller power. I am growing beyond false self-image, false ideas, ideas of separation that have held me back. I am maturing; we're all maturing, now when we are most needed to be clear vessels of a greater truth.

This morning, I was awakened before dawn by a vision of Outcasts Returning from Exile. The message: Inhabiting the Channel was given to me.

I saw that in the depths of soul inside each of us, many of us have become absent. We have been driven out of the deep channel of feeling/perception that runs like a clear cold current through the soul. We have taken up lodging in lesser places, far removed from those depths, vacating the space that personal truth and clarity must inhabit, if each of us is to come into accord with the greater forces . Energies of fear and lack have set up residence and come to dominate this channel, which we now must reclaim, because humanity needs us to regain full presence in this changing world, and be of service to the children of the present and of the future.

As I awakened from the vision it dawned on me that something felt huge and significant about all of us coming together last night to share peace and vision. The deep psychic channel that in recent decades has been vacated, felt to be filling up with truths again that feel so good and have the power to give us back to ourselves.

The realization that, in our own unique ways, we all seemed to be saying the same thing, speaks to me of the reclaiming of this deep channel. It makes me feel that all over the world, each person in their own unique circumstance, is being summoned to renounce the old ways that kept people apart, and rise into the fuller nature of our shared world and kindred spirit. It helps me acknowledge our belonging to this earth, to the truth of the heart, and to this extraordinary time, during the passing of the old and coming of the new.

During the past thirty-three years I have brushed against Native teachings in California, Oregon and Washington.  As I traveled, I often felt I was walking a different path than these. It was especially hard for me to bow down and honor the elders, for many young white men of my generation had to rise up and reject the elders who had misled us into fighting a tragic war in Vietnam. We had to revolt against the leaders who had fallen for false values, and strike out on our own, which brought about the Revolution in Consciousness of the 1960s.

But last night, listening to the tone and content of each of your presentations, and in light of my vision this morning, I was struck not by the monumental task of what I have been pushing away and rejecting all these years, but by a strong sense of return, of reunification rather than rejection, of all of us pooling our resources to go in the same direction through the Solstice Gate into the land beyond, where all life is held sacred.

Each voice seemed to activate different layers of this same theme: messages of love, a summons to be real, to heal, to show up in our fuller nature and open, to believe in the great goodness of all things, to stand up to the hate that keeps us apart, to honor the earth, and to show the children a better way. What more or less can any of us do but learn to utterly be ourselves in these simple but lifelong ways?

And as I heard this underlying message weave in and around the spoken dialog of the presenters and listeners around the world who spoke up during the call, I realize that I heard that deep channel filling in; I felt some alienated part of me summoned by council to return.

 Though I have walked the path of spirit consciously since first awakening in the presence of Plaikni medicine man Eddison Chiloquin, in the valley of the Sprague River in 1979, and though I have been studying the astrological relationship between the Harmonic Convergence of 1987 and this 2012 Solstice Gateway, I felt, beyond any differences of tradition and phrasing, all of these rich diverse streams flow into the same evolutionary surge that is leading us through the Solstice and beyond, to repair ailing spirits, and point the way forward.

And so I thank you, my fellow presenters, including my dear wife Marcella, who organized and moderated our joint call, for sitting in council with me. Even if it was Tele-Council, there was something sparklingly real and beautiful about it.  It seemed to transcend the distance between us with the summons to gather the love tribes and bring us home to ourselves during this time of great change.

Namaste!

Mark Borax