End of Days by Sylvia Browne

Posted by admin_akashic on Aug 9th, 2022 in Prophecy, Stories

She motioned for them to follow her into the medicine lodge and taught them to build a sacred altar of earth in the center of the circle of twenty-four poles. At her direction they smoothed the red earth of the altar, in which she traced a holy emblem. She then stood before the chief and opened the bundle she’d brought with her. She reached into it and withdrew a sacred pipe, called a chanunpa, which she held out to the gathered crowd. Its stem was in her right hand. Its bowl was in her left. The chanunpa has been held in that exact way by the Sioux people since that day.

The White Buffalo Woman filled the bowl of the pipe with tobacco made of bark and walked around the medicine lodge four times, representing the sacred circle that does not end, like the path of the great sun. Next she lit the pipe with a dry buffalo chip she ignited from the altar fire, creating the flame that does not end, known as petaowihankeshini, which would forever be passed on from one Sioux generation to the next.

Again she held the pipe toward the gathered crowd. “This holy pipe,” she told them, “holds all of us together, the Sacred Beneath and the Sacred Above. As your feet stand planted in the earth and the stem of the pipe reaches toward the sky, you become a living prayer, a bridge that joins the earth, the sky and all living things, with two legs and four, with wings and with no limbs at all, as well as the trees, the wildflowers and the grasses that bend in the moving spirit of the wind. All are related. All are one family, joined together in the form of this pipe. The stone of its bowl is both the buffalo and the flesh and blood of the red man. The buffalo stands on four legs, honoring the four directions of the universe and the four ages of man. He was created in the west to hold back the waters when the Great Spirit made the world. Each year he loses a hair. In each of the four ages he loses a leg. The Sacred Circle will be done when the hair and legs of the buffalo are gone and he can no longer stop the waters from covering the earth.”

She then presented the pipe to Chief Standing Hollow Horn and said, “Respect this sacred pipe and it will see you safely to the end of the road. I shall come back to see you once in every generation.”

With that she left the camp in the same direction from which she had come. The chief and his people watched in reverence as she floated toward the setting sun. Suddenly, some distance away, they saw her stop and roll over, turning into a black buffalo. She rolled over a second time and became a brown buffalo. Rolling over again, she changed to a red buffalo. The fourth time, she rolled over and was transformed into a beautiful white buffalo calf before she disappeared beyond the horizon.

The moment she had vanished, great herds of buffalo miraculously appeared, sacrificing themselves to the Sioux hunters so that the people would be nourished and survive. From that day forward, the buffalo, beloved kin of the Sioux nation, provided all that was needed, from the meat to feed them to the skins to clothe and house them to the bones from which tools could be made.

Many Native American tribes embrace and revere a list of Sacred Instructions given to them by the Great Spirit at the time of Creation. It’s their belief that following these instructions can perpetuate the Sacred Hoop, the Creator’s intended cycle of life, that will end only if we allow it. This list is so eloquently simple that I can’t help but think—shame on any of us who can’t be bothered to follow these instructions, no matter what our culture or religion, because they’re so little to ask in exchange for the possibility of saving our Earth:

Take care of Mother Earth and the other colors of
Respect Mother Earth and creation.
Honor all life, and support that
Be grateful from the heart for all life. It is through life that there is survival. Thank the Creator at all times for