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CHIEF SEATTLE AND SYNCHRONICITY
~ Millie Chalk
I’ll bet you’re asking yourself; “how on earth can she
connect the two”? I’ll start by explaining what the word
“synchronicity” means to me. I’ve talked before about
facing the responsibility of creating our reality with our
thoughts and what we give our attention to. I believe
synchronicity is the Universe’s way of verifying that this
is true by making it quite obvious how powerful a
creator we are.
To better understand this concept, simply think of how when you wake up in a bad mood nothing throughout the day seems to go right, and then think of when you do the opposite? It seems that the world is your oyster, and you can’t miss no matter what.
I get examples of this in my life all the time. I think the key for further development of this power to create is to catch the subtle, (and sometimes not so subtle) signs that we get what we think about, and this is where for me the other day, Chief Seattle came into my experience.
As with so many others, my thoughts have been with the Water Protectors. They have willingly waged battle against not only a pipeline but against the predator energy John Trudell talked about, that would harm this planet and our very existence. The word “EPIC” comes to my mind as the Water Protectors take their rightful place in prophecy, knowing that in the physical they are helpless to go up against so formidable a foe, but with their thoughts, (in the form of prayers and ceremony to give them positive focus) they will prevail. Through taking such a stand they have learned the understanding of their power is what will serve us in future battles.
Because I was thinking a great deal about Standing Rock, I was having trouble sleeping on the eve of a demonstration in our local town to show support for the movement. I always keep a book handy on my nightstand for such reasons, and I reached for one from the stack that has accumulated. The book was about creating your reality with your thoughts, written by Wayne Dyer decades ago. I turned to the last couple of pages and right there right in front of me Wayne was quoting the words of Chief Seattle, in reference to how people can create a better world, and how relevant his words are to us today with his “today” being in 1992.
In 1855, Chief Seattle of the Suquamish wrote a letter to Washington in response to their proposal to buy land, he wrote…
“The President in Washington sends word that he wishes to buy our land. But how can you buy or sell the sky? The land? The idea is strange to us. If we do not own the freshness of the air and the sparkle of the water, how can you buy them?
Every part of the earth is sacred to my people. Every shinning pine needle, every sandy shore, every mist in the dark woods, every meadow, every humming insect. All are holy in the memory and experience of our people.
We know the sap that comes through the trees as we know the blood that courses through our veins. We are part of the earth as it is part of us. The perfumed flowers are our sisters. The bear, the deer, the great eagle, these are our brothers. The rocky crests, the juices in the meadow, the body heat of the pony, and man, all belong to the same family.
(And now what he said about the water…)
The shining water that moves in the streams and rivers is not just water, but the blood of our ancestors. If we sell you our land, you must remember that it is sacred. Each ghostly reflection in the clear waters of the lakes tells of events and memories in the life of my people. The water’s murmur is the voice of my father’s father.
The rivers are our brothers. They quench our thirst. They carry our canoes and feed our children. So you must give to the rivers the kindness you would give any brother.
If we sell you our land, remember that the air is precious to us, that the air shares its spirit with all the life it supports. The wind that gave our grandfather his first breath also receives his last sigh. The wind also gives our children the spirit of life. So if we sell you our land, you must keep it apart and sacred, as a place where man can go to taste the wind that is sweetened by the meadow flowers.
Will you teach your children what we have taught our children? That the earth is our mother? What befalls the earth befalls all the sons of the earth.
This we know: the earth does not belong to man, man belongs to the earth. All things are connected like the blood that unites us all. Man did not weave the web of life; he is merely a strand in it. Whatever he does to the web, he does to himself.
One thing we know: our god is also your god. The earth is precious to him and to harm the earth is to heap contempt on its creator.
Your destiny is a mystery to us. What will happen when the secret corners of the forest are heavy with the scent of many men and the view of the ripe hills is blotted by talking wires? Where will the thicket be? Gone! And what is it to say goodbye to the swift pony and the hunt? The end of living and the beginning of survival.
When the last Red Man has vanished with his wilderness and his memory is only the shadow of a cloud moving across the prairie, will these shores and forests still be here? Will there be any of the spirit of my people left?
We love this earth as a newborn loves its mother’s heartbeat. So if we sell you our land, love it as we have loved it. Care for it as we have cared for it. Hold in your mind the memory of the land as it is when you received it. Preserve the land for all children, and love it, as God loves us all.
As we are part of the land, you too are part of the land. This earth is precious to us. It is also precious to you. One thing we know: there is only one God. No man, be he Red Man or White Man, can be apart. We are brothers after all.”
Dr. Dyer goes on to write that we are like a pebble in a stream, moving ever outward to infinity, impacting on all who come into contact with that ripple, which creates the spiritual world that he believes in so strongly. He goes on to state that, “we through our thoughts can make all the difference. That our presence here at this time is of divine necessity”. It was as though he was talking, all the way back in 1992, and directly to what is happening at Standing Rock.
That night it took longer than usual for me to go back to sleep, because I was so excited and in awe at how “in my face” my synchronicity experience had been. Many would call it a coincidence that I would be up that night thinking of the rally, and those who have inspired it, reaching for a decades old, self-help book, written by a non-native, who has countless books on my bookshelf, and open the pages to the exact spot where he quotes Chief Seattle specifically talking about protecting the water. I knew it was for a reason and the next day I asked to speak at the rally. I was able to share these words and I know many were buoyed up by the inspiration of them.
Our rally was well attended and full of enthusiasm, as we marched through town carrying our signs and chanting different slogans we’ve become familiar with. We ended at City Hall just as they were beginning their city council meeting for the week. One of our council members came out to greet us, shared a few words on how he supported us and our cause, and even started up the chant, “mini wiconi”, (water is life), joining our rally for a while before he went back in with a letter to request our council issue an official letter of support from our town.
I was impressed that evening talking to so many people from my little town, dedicated to making a difference, by packing up supplies to take up to the camp themselves. I felt then, as I do now when writing this, that my heart is about to burst with gratitude for everyone that has joined in this movement. It is not just about water, it’s about the development of the spiritual energy needed to prevail, and the great power that each of us holds, but those at the camp know this. They know the importance of what it is that they’re doing. I find this truly exciting and inspiring.
Sources: Real Magic by Dr. Wayne Dyer
Message to the Modern World, Studies in Comparative Religion. Vol. 10 No. 3 (Summer, 1976)
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