End of Days by Sylvia Browne

Posted by admin_akashic on Aug 9th, 2022 in Stories

The rains will change their fall and the winds will alter their course and what has existed for three hundred years will no longer exist. And where there is summer, there will be fall. And where there is fall, there will be winter. And where there is winter, there will be spring.

The animals and plants will become confused. There will be great plagues that you do not understand. Many of these plagues are born from your scientists whose intentions have gone awry. Your scientists have let these monsters loose upon the land. These plagues will spread through your waters and through your blood and through your food because you have disrupted the natural chain through which your Mother cleanses herself.

Only those who have learned to live on the land will find sanctuary. Go to where the eagles fly, to where the wolf roams, to where the bear lives. Here you will find life because they will always go to where the water is pure and the air can be breathed. Live where the trees, the lungs of this earth, purify the air. There is a time coming, beyond the weather. The veil between the physical and the spiritual world is thinning.

THE LOWER BRULE SIOUX TRIBE

Brave Buffalo of the Brule Sioux offers an eloquent prophecy about the sanctity of nature and how we’re endangering ourselves by compromising it, and about the eternal cycle of life in this universe:

It is time for the Great Purification. We are at a point of no return. The two-legged are about to bring destruction to life on earth. It’s happened before, and it’s about to happen again. The Sacred Hoop shows how all things go in a circle. The old becomes new; the new becomes old. Everything repeats. White people have no culture. Culture is having roots in the earth. People without culture don’t exist very long because Nature is God. Without a connection to Nature, the people drift, grow negative, destroy themselves.

In the beginning we had one mind, and it was positive, a thing of beauty, seeing beauty everywhere.

THE CHEROKEE PROPHECIES

The Cherokee are an intensely spiritual civilization who believe that each morning humankind should give thanks to the Creator, to Mother Earth, to Father Sky, to all their relatives and to the four sacred directions: the East, guardian of the nourishment and healing that grows from the earth; the South, guardian of the wind, sky, and air; the West, guardian of the life-giving element of water; and the North, guardian of fire. To the Cherokee, all things are connected, all things have a purpose, and all things contain the divine spark of life. They believe that when we die, our souls may be selected to keep living as ghosts in the earthly dimension, who can be seen when needed. There is no death, in other words, just an eternal cycle bestowed by our Creator, the Great Spirit.

The Cherokee deeply treasure the prophecies of their elders, passed along from one generation to the next in their rich oral tradition by the revered tribal elders. Among those prophecies:

A black ribbon would be built across the land, and a bug would begin to move across the ribbon—a sign that very soon the earth would shake so violently that the bug would be thrown into the air and begin to (The black ribbon is thought to be the first roadways, and the bug moving across it is thought to be the first automobile, mass-produced for the first time in 1908. Soon after, the violent shaking of the earth, the First World War, “threw the bug into the air,” i.e., initiated the widespread usage of the airplane.)
A cobweb would be built across the world through which people would talk. (A few hundred years after this prophecy, telephone lines reached into virtually every corner of the globe.)