THE TRANSITION OF A WARRIOR
At 8:00 AM, December 22nd, 1998, our beloved friend and teacher Speaking Wind passed over to the spirit world.
In spirit he has been in contact with one of his dear friends who has passed along his messages. He told her that he was faced with a choice, to stay in this three dimensional world or to transition to the spirit world. He seriously looked at his options and decided that in making the transition he could be of better service to everyone. He told her that he was very happy with his choice, and that he will be with us all in spirit.
Speaking Wind was a true warrior. He fought ignorance, fear, and violence with every ounce of strength that he had. He fought for peace, for love, for light.
I dedicate this website to Speaking Wind, my friend.
Paddy McAlister, Energy Medicine Association
A SPECIAL MESSAGE FROM WHITE RAVEN
Watching From Above
Though everyone must go through a period of saddness across the waters of emotion,
to reach the shores of serinity. You must never loose the joy of living, and the wonder of
walking with life. To understand that when someone passes, it is not a closing, in truth
it is like a flower opening for the touch of the sun. Flowing into everthing that they
have ever touched. Watching, and smiling over all of us.
But now unhindered, and unrestrained, by the boundries of the body. In dreams and visions
allways to remain watching from above, this play of plays. Remember him not as he was, but
as he is, a part of all of us. If we would only look within.
Of all the stories, and half hints, that my friend had shared with me. Only one comes to
mind "Trust in yourself and the rest shall find you, in just a matter of time and
believe in your truth. And when the illusion seems too real, remember to eat three of your
tears (trust me it really helps). And believe, this is not the end, simply a new phase of
things to begin. As we walk softly through the rest of these days, we shall see each other
soon, and hug under his gaze as laughter goes by, in the hands of the Wind.
For even to me he was more than a friend, he understood.
Love, Laughter and Light;
Your Brother,
White Raven