A Red Elk Short Owl Story

 

Heather….LAST PAGE, Line is a TITIL to yet ANOTHER Story….page 447 or
pagwe 448.  Nothing there AFTER.  Yup, some r missing, hon.  ???

Id like to ADD THIS Story in Shorts as well.  Anywhere u see fit. (PLEASE
DONT LOSE THIS.  It is THE ONLY ONE written n UNSAVED).

SONGS OF THE OWEL

Grandfather had an exstreamy dangerious “job” ahead.  One he didn’t know if
he’d come home from.  He’d allready written severl letters to his loved
ones, AND his Will.  It was THAT Dangerous.

Now it was time to relax.  He did so in his faverit way;  A Long Hot bath.

Laying back he shut his eyes and began talking to God.  Giveing Thanks for
WHATEVER layed ahead.  “I’m in ur hands, Sir.  Help me compleat this orderd
work…live or not”…………

At that saying, sudenly an owl right outside the bathroom window began to
hoot.  To most NAs the owl is a ‘sign’ that brings anxitity and
fear…..”Fortellers of Death”.  Grandfather welcomes them, and thier
messages.  He appreaceates thier tellings…and feels sad other NAs don’t
understand.

To Him, they are welcome friends.  Aho?

Still, here was an owl….”Teller of Death”, HOOTING right outside his
window….but the HOOT….well, tho it sounded like ANY “hoot”….was
DIFFERENT!

“WHAT!?” Grandfather thought.  “W  H  A  T”!

The HOOT WAS a SONG!

Yes, the owl was SINGING!  Actualy SINGING!

“HOOT  HOOT  HOOT” was all that ANYONE ELES would, or COULD, hear.  But
grandfather, on this night, was given “Speciel Ears”.  NEVER had he heard
setch.        EVER!

The song being “sang” was a LOVE SONG!  a CALL to any “gals” ‘out there’
that could hear his voice.  His MATEING CALL!  and it was BUITYFULL!

Suddenly all the tensions stored within grandfathers’ body, relesed.  He
bacame TOTOLY relaxed.  GOD, through the bird, was telling him  “I LOVE
YOU…FEAR NOT”.

And he fell asleep.

Sis, again I HAVE NO COPY.  DONT LOSE THIS, PLEASE!  GB  re

Heather 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.

 

He danced with the Wounded Medicine Stones

And dared to defy Grandmother Owl

Red Elk laughed at the darkness

And trespassed in the Underworld

 

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.

 

But most of all he was human

 

“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.”

 

“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.

 

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.” “

Red Elk’s Memorial Invitation

There will be a service for Red Elk in Ellensburg WA Saturday September 26, 2015. We are planning to have the service at Kiwanis Park in Ellensburg from noon to four, but continual sharing is welcome. Adam and a few other people will be camping out at Red Elk’s house for a few days. Adam will be getting to Red Elks place on Friday.  Everyone is welcome to camp-out at his place for a few days. Bring a dish to share, we are doing a potluck.

DK Remembers Red Elk

I saw DK post this to Red Elk’s daughter on Facebook, and he allowed me to share his fondest memory with you all.

I’m sorry I couldn’t be there for my friend RED ELK.

My fondest memory of RED ELK is when he taught me how to talk to trees!

Another time we were in Santa Fe, NM, and we were walking on the street and their was these flowers hanging over the sidewalk,and this young couple came up to them first but ignored it!

The women walks around it when the man walks over it. Then me and RED ELK past it, but then RED ELK said to me, “Wait a minute!”

He went back over to them flowers and picked one of them up and put it to his ear and listened, then he spoke to it, then he came back to me and told me, “Those flowers are sad!”

I said, “How come?”

Then he said the flowers told him they make themselves bright and beautiful for the people to see, but they just ignore them and walk past them not saying anything.

So the flowers put themselves over the sidewalk so they would be seen and still people just walk around them or over them.

Then RED ELK said, “I told them how beautiful and bright they are, and that they have a beautiful smell.”

Then RED ELK added, “Now we’ll come back to them in a half hour and they will be standing up tall and bright and beautiful again!”

We went back and sure enough! They were standing tall and bright and beautiful again!

AHO!!!

Community Welcome Service for Red Elk

There will be a service for Red Elk  in September.  The family had a private one and now they would like to have a public service.  The weekend of September 19 there will be a service for Red Elk in Ellensburg.   I will have more details soon.

Sky’s first dilemma answered

Sky 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.  He did that.

If you buy a book directly from these websites, Meachelle will receive the most amount of royalty from the sale. She will not if you purchase on Amazon. You can click on the names of the books or on the book cover pictures in this blog to get to the store.

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Red Elk Crossed over at 7:06

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.  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

 

Red Elk Needs Prayers

Red Elk called me tonight, and he can’t hold himself up on his feet when he does need to, and he can’t use his arms, there is no strength. He is falling over. He has been bored, and frustrated, alone most of the time because his wife works, and he is confined to a wheel chair. It is also starting to get very hot out there. I just talked to his wife Meachelle, and she is also very tired, and very hot. Please pray for the family and if you can visit please do so soon.

 

Thank you,

Heather