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Changing the Weather
in Wisdom Magazine August 2006
Changing the Weather 101 By,
Walks With Thunder As many of you have noticed, our weather has been changing
a lot lately. Our recent Category 5 hurricanes, record numbers of tornados,
as well as dramatic temperature changes would all seem to support a growing
trend that could actually make me believe a politician could be right about
the weather. Then again, I am not used to trusting that sort of person, and
I can take care of the weather with the help of my friends. Did I forget to
mention I am a modern Shaman? I change the weather all the time, as long as
it helps the people. Last October I had an interview for a paper in the Puget
Sound area, and while being interviewed on the phone, I told my interviewer
that Hurricane Rita would be a Category 5 at sea, Category 2 when it hit land,
and aCategory 1 when it was over any city. A week later that is exactly what
happened. How do I do that, you ask? I ask the spirit of the weather to cooperate
with me. You see, everything has a spirit. You may have noticed it, too. Ever
had a car with a name? Boats and ships often have names as well. I bet you have
even talked to your car asking it to cooperate with you at times. To ask the
spirit of the weather to cooperate with you is an easy thing. Now some folks
will tell you that you need incense, music, blindfold, etc. What I am going
to share with you is what Shamans all over the world have done for 30,000 years
or more. I learned this in a dream, and you don't need anything to do it. Many
of my students do this while waiting in line at the grocery store or at the
dentist's office. Take a deep breath or three and imagine what kind of weather
you want. Close your eyes or keep them open, it's your call here. Imagine that
you are talking to the spirit of whatever weather you want. Then ask them politely
to change the weather to what you want it to be. Be specific about when and
how this change should be: "On August 19th at 10:00 a.m. I would like sunshine
in Tacoma, Washington. This should happen in a good way and last until 6:00
p.m." Usually I ask the Thunder Nation to give me a hand. I envision them as
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as a Native Warrior, and sometimes as a Thunderbird
with lighting flashing from its eyes. When I was new at this ability, a friend
in Canada emailed me and asked for my help. Here is a copy of her email: To:
WalksWithThunder; Gray Buzzard; Can't Dance (Their names have been changed,
mine is the same.) Subject: Kelowna fires Hi Shamanic friends: My friend in
Kelowna tells me they lost another 200 homes last night to fire. On a suggestion
from her shaman in town (his name is Preben), I did a journey last night to
help calm down the fire and the wind. It went well in my journey but all it
did was change directions. At least that's good it's blowing east now, away
from the city, but it's still almost 75 km/hr in places and is fueled by the
fire. I wonder if we all do a journey to calm the wind and fire if that will
help. Heather What happened next was unthinkable to me. The other two who received
the email are Shamanic Practitioners and said they would not be able to help,
because of the butterfly effect. Sorry, wrong answer! Shamans are here to help
the people. When people are losing their homes, I as a shaman should help if
I can. In this case my friend had permission to ask for outside help from her
local Shaman. The other two couldn't see past political correctness to do their
duty as a Shaman. I replied, "Sure I can help, we Natives have been changing
the weather for thousands of years, if we had a charter it would be in there.
Shamans change the weather for the good of the people and nature." I closed
my eyes and saw a black storm cloud over the ocean. I called out to the Thunder
Nation, asked them to have pity on these poor Canadians and put out the fire.
They answered in my mind, saying we can and will help in four days. I then had
an idea that I should ask the spirit of the fire to have pity on these people
and stop burning down their homes. Behind me I felt heat, as if from a hot oven.
I turned around and there was a large human made of black rock; he had orange
cracks in the joint areas that spit fire and smoldered. He sat down, and I sat
across from him. He said in my mind, "If you are brave enough, I will do as
you ask." A shiver of fear ran down my spine, as this guy was about 8 feet tall
and looked like he could break me in half with one hand. I looked at him closely
and noticed he had what looked like a sword handle pointing towards me. A stray
thought told me this was what he used to keep the fire going. On impulse I grabbed
this handle and took his weapon from him. He looked at me in a slightly disappointed
way, as he didn't get to pulverize me, and walked away. I knew I had passed
his bravery test. In four days there was a cloudburst over the area that put
out the fire in 30 minutes. 10,000 Canadians were able to return to their homes.
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