May.10,2019Hello all,
What will be posted while WS, Adam and I prepare unpublished work of Red Elk – we have David W’s amazing work of reading Red Elk’s words and finding the nuggets of wisdom and making modern day memes out of them. Prepare to be inspired! I am!
Thank you so much David for your support! Red Elk is proud of you and his family is happy for the messages you are keeping alive in his original words.
Hello,
It’s Heather and I wish you all a great Easter weekend. I have been thankful for the support that Red Elk’s family continues to receive in the form of donations and book purchases. Sometimes they coincide with great need: either emotionally with confirmation of his wife striving to take care of the family or actually directly in assisting with allowing them to continue to make their home modern with running water and soon a septic system.
I looked in my emails for something to do with Easter but I found this response after I discussed visiting my grandparents and receiving gifts and good times. I thought I would share.
Fawn Journey Hawk and I (Heather) met through Red Elk in 2003 when I went with him to her Medicine Woman Camp. Red Elk describes her as more powerful in the ways of Medicine than he is, and they relied on each other for different skill sets. Fawn doesn’t use computers or phones because she literally ruins them, and they don’t work around her. She has a niece Carly that she speaks with who sends me messages via email from her. This message just arrived:
The message from brother Red Elk:
He watches over his wife and family.
He asked me (Fawn Journey Hawk) to bridge the gap of ignorance around the contamination.
My problem in delivery the message is the old tradition of “killing the messenger”. It seems to be the nature of this society to attack. Red Elk took it on, but in the end he became angry and discouraged. He did his darnedest to build that bridge but very few cared to cross it. Those he tried so hard to reach eventually sucked the joy out of his life.
Oct.17,2015I am going to start posting things that I can find in my emails, and clean them up like I used to for Red Elk.
Filed Under : Message From Heather,Red Elk Speaks,Short Stories,Spiritual Matters by Living Documents Sep.11,2015Heather here….
One of my greatest adventures with Red Elk was in 2003, when he took me on an amazing journey to meet his friend Fawn Journey Hawk. I can’t go into the details of what we were doing, but I assure you, it was a learning experience for me, a time in my life I will never forget, and when I realized….Red Elk was the real deal.
I/We have been reaching out to make sure that notice of Red Elk’s passing has been shared. Thanks to Coast to Coast AM, their announcement made it on their website, facebook and radio show reaching millions of people.
Sometimes it takes awhile to reach a medicine woman who isn’t using modern communication devices, but alas she has been in contact with me now and wrote this. I asked her permission to read it at the memorial service for Red Elk on September 26, 2015. I am publishing now because I believe some people need to hear this. It’s for your heart. Just one of the many messages I’m receiving and will share soon.
Also, regarding Fawn. She is moving her medicine camp and if someone could message me if they have a place that would be suitable for her camp, she will open her tipi for teachings and healings.
“Red Elk Gone“
A void on the Medicine Path
Yet still a vivid memory and dreams of times past.
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He danced with the Wounded Medicine Stones
And dared to defy Grandmother Owl
Red Elk laughed at the darkness
And trespassed in the Underworld
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The path he followed was his own
And like the Wolf, mated for life.
He carried the inner-conflict of a “breed”
And used it to build a bridge.
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But most of all he was human
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“I brought you five pounds of the
Best fudge in the world,” he said
As he handed me the box,
I looked inside-
One piece left,
“but I ate some on the way home.”
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“Red Elk, I’ll cook dinner tonight,
What would you like?”
“Baked apples”
Well, I asked so we had baked apples.
That old Indian loved sugar.
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Now he’s but a whisper in this dimension.
A whisper that remains as a memory and continues
To walk beside his woman
And look after his loved ones.
A whisper that says, “I’m still here.” “
Jul.17,2015Sky came tonight with a question.
He told me how he had found Grandfather’s Medicine Bag that he wears around his neck. He asked if it should be put with his ashes, or burned with his ashes? He said that Canada John said to ask a mutual friend Tim in the community. I wasn’t sure and when we spoke with Adam he said to gift it. While I was doing dishes I had a strong feeling that if Sky was to carry on Red Elk’s work, then he was to keep it for himself to learn to use. Then I wrote to Tim and gave him the 3 choices. He said that Sky should keep it…hiya hiya. I told him that I felt that deep inside too. He said Tapweh. Now I realized, I don’t know what Native American language that is or what it means, and I can’t google it either! He said it is a Cree expression for truth.
I think we are all going to learn a lot on this journey.
Since Red Elk‘s passing I have received 3 messages (just like Red Elk to do it 3 times for me to check…check…check) that his work must continue. I have had numerous correspondences with many of you, I have had someone travel to see me from eastern Canada, and now arriving to stay with us for a week is his grandson Sky. He said he had something to talk to me about. It didn’t take long for me to find out what it is. Red Elk asked him to continue his work and to be available to others when they email and reach out. So what does that mean? I guess we’ll have it all figured out by the end of his stay how to get that request started. Red Elk does still speak. The messages have been amazing, the group (Adam, WS, Canada John, Sky and others) have to figure out our roles here. We’ll keep you posted. 
A few years back when Red Elk’s health took a turn for the worst, I asked him to put Meachelle on the bank account that received his book sales. Â He did that.
If you buy a book directly from these websites, Meachelle will receive the royalties directly.
Hello,
It is June 26, 2015, at 8:10 I received a phone call from Sky….sobbing, Grampa died an hour ago. His cousin Mark is there. I had called Red Elk this afternoon to tell him that everyone was praying for him now, and people were coming to visit, and he said he was sleepy, and that I had woken him up. I could tell he was weak and didn’t sound like himself. I told him of people who were intending to come, and people who wanted to have word of how to help, and how I requested he receive company and prayers for release from pain. Â I told him I loved him and would call back later to check on him.
I will keep you updated. I will be helping the family figure out how to handle the expenses and arrangements. I will let you know what is needed as things unfold.
Red Elk served unselfishly mankind, prayed for others and asked for prayers for himself. He would call me to ask me to pray for those he loved. Red Elk just celebrated his 73 birthday on June 18.
I love you Red Elk, God Bless You, and I will be here for you still and your family.
Love,
Heather
