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http://www.onjinjinkta.com/native/encampment/vision1intro.htm The following is an introduction and a detailed account of the "Encampment Vision" given to me in 1995. Introduction After my 1973 near-death experience and visit into the spirit world, my body lay resting in the hospital room, but my spirit continued to travel between earth and heaven. During this time I was shown many visions of the earth and of the changes it will go through in coming times. I saw that individuals and societies on earth will make choices which eventually brings a downfall of moral and family values. This downfall will ripple negatively into the natural energy fields which surround and maintain our planet, and I saw the damaging changes this will bring to the earth's surface and to its core. Some of these will be drastic in magnitude, having severe effect upon our planet and its people. These extreme changes, I was told, will be necessary for the purification of earth and its inhabitants. I was shown a time after these upheavals, and I saw people who would rebuild the world and restructure its body of laws. I was told of the selection in the spirit world of these rebuilders. That, individually and collectively, they were chosen to serve in this vital role because of their highly evolved virtues and understandings of God. They are spiritually increased beings and are among the "select" from the beginning of time.These spirits undergo intense preparation before being born on earth. They are taught how to bring healing and growth to the earth by raising its people to a higher level of awareness. Because God chose them to do this, their purpose is held steadfast and unchangeable, regardless of what might befall them in their mortal lives. Outwardly they may not be aware of their ultimate purpose, but inwardly God preserves their state of enlightenment and continues blessing them with his wisdom. All this is encoded within their memories to be recalled at a chosen time when an Awakening is needed to heal and restore the earth. This Awakening has already begun, and certain of these selected people have come and are coming forward to serve in their God-appointed roles. The spirits who are to participate in it come to the earth, born predominately as Native Peoples. Perhaps because of my own lineage and unique mission, in vision I saw those who were Native Americans. Other select spirits, not born to Native races, are placed in more socially advantaged races of various nationalities. Their stations in life enable them to aid those with Native blood to rise to their potential and fulfill their God-given purpose. Though born into non-Native races, these chosen helpers often feel inexplicably Native at heart. In the depths of their souls they recall their pre-earth knowledge and their oneness with the spirits of the Native People. They feel their divine connection and sense their collective commitment. I have written more about this in my book, The Awakening Heart.

What I learned in these visions held me spellbound, but some of it confused and puzzled me. I am Lakota Sioux, and I did not understand how my own people, a disadvantaged and oppressed nation, could become as the magnificent people I saw in vision. In my early childhood, I lived on reservations surrounded by my Native people. I experienced the weakening conditions forced upon us in those days by government agencies and by American society at large. Our culture was frowned upon, our traditions denounced and even banned. Families were split apart as children were forcibly removed. Education was almost non-existent. Literacy suffered. There were few jobs, if any, to provide self-earned income, or to improve skills or raise morale and self-esteem. There was hunger, illness, condemnation and poverty all around me. I witnessed first hand the breakdown of spirit through destruction of faith as religious beliefs foreign to us were forced upon us. I saw many of my people struggle through life with little hope for better futures. Many, including relatives, friends and acquaintances, turned to alcohol and drugs for release from pain. In my parent's struggle to make a better life for their children, they moved us into the "white world," only to find that in many ways this created greater challenges. We were not accepted generally as equals and had to learn to fight for our physical and emotional survival. As I matured, I saw very few social improvements put into place to benefit Native Americans. And I saw very little change in the Natives themselves. To me they seemed unable or unwilling to raise themselves from their depressed conditions. Now, I had been given great visions about them, but I had little faith in their power to step forward as spiritual leaders to perform their divine role in God's plan. I could not help but question God's will and intentions for them. Nor could I help wonder what his intentions were for me by entrusting me with this knowledge. During my many travels in the 1990s to share my newly published book, Embraced By The Light, I included speaking events with many Native tribes in the United States and Canada. I was anxious to learn as much as I could about their traditions and spiritual beliefs, especially those which extended back to a time when they remained pure and unchanged by history. I spent as much time as possible visiting with these people and especially with their leaders. Most of these visits became possible only through divine guidance, and I am sure they were "meant to be" from the start. However, during this time I put aside my visions because I did not know what to do with them. I felt I needed more confidence in what I knew before I could share with the strength and conviction necessary for others to accept it. I was also uncertain of my role, and so I waited. Through these years following, I have grown considerably in faith and now feel to share some of what I learned in vision publicly. I do so, not because I feel completely ready, but because I completely trust in God's will that this is the right time, because I feel in my heart that it is, and that those who learn of these visions will accept them and know in their hearts what role they might play in carrying them out. Also, in my exploration and study of my people, my personal faith and belief in them has increased. I have great respect for their spirituality because I see now that it encompasses all which I believe. A true knowledge of God, his ways, and of all creation is held deep within their cells and their spirits. Yes, though many still struggle to find their way, I am assured that God has not

forgotten them. No, not in the least! And the time is coming when they will be awakened in full and their spirits will shine in a great way. In 1995, twenty-two years after my 1973 visions of the Native People and their mission, I was given more information about the importance of this mission. I was told that the Awakening of God's people had been quickened, or moved forward. That time itself had been altered and "sped up." I was also told that it was important for me to move more quickly with the information I had been given. That we as a human race must begin to prepare mentally, physically and spiritually for the inevitability of earth changes. Once they begin, they will come quickly. I was reminded of the natural disasters and other disasters, man-made disasters and accidents, that will result because of our world's fallen condition and its negative energy. I was told that we have all but destroyed the healing energies we have as care-takers of our planet and of one another. We have allowed our love to adulterate, contaminate and deteriorate. As a result, what we are now creating by our choices works against the sacred nature and purpose of our earth. Even so, I was told it is not too late. We can still change and reinstate the healing of our world if we but have the will for the difficult and far-reaching choices necessary to do so. However, as we look around us, though we as individuals be capable and willing to bring change, it appears the majority sways the other way. It is left to us then, to look to God in ever increasing faith and to do what we can or what we must. His purposes will be fulfilled, all of them, and there is great joy and safety in letting our hearts and our hands be led by him. The Encampment Vision I saw a stretch of road which led northward through a huge forest of trees. The forest and valley which stretched below it were filled with plants of every kind. Bushes, trees, grasses, ferns and flowers. To the right of the road (east), the trees had been cleared for a parking lot which at first seemed out of place in all this beauty. However great thought had been taken to preserve the natural feel of the surroundings and to preserve the environment. The lot was arranged pleasingly and was planted with stands of trees for privacy. Many vacation vehicles such as RVs and campers were parked here. Interspersed throughout this lot and in the trees surrounding it were many camping spots with pop-up campers or tents of all sizes. People went quietly about, setting up and tending to their camps and visiting with one another. I sensed their spirits were happy and serene. I continued along the road until I came to another lot, also to my right. This was full of pickups, vans, SUVs and cars. It too felt peaceful and serene. People here were gathering belongings from their vehicles and walking across the road. There the trees and undergrowth were thick and uninterrupted except for a wide path which led westward into the forest. I turned and followed some people along this path until we came to two beautifully carved totem poles standing tall on either side of the path. These could not be seen from the road and marked the formal entrance to the Encampment itself. A sign read: "Hushed voices only please. You are entering sacred ground."

Beyond the entrance the main path continued ahead with many side paths leading off into the trees. These led to clearings, small and large, where traditional Native tipis (teepees) had been erected. Some camps held single tipis, others, family groups. Each camp was nestled into the forest in such a way as to provide a cozy and private living area. I continued westward along the main path until I arrived at the center of the Encampment where several long houses were arranged around a central clearing or commons area. Built of logs, split and framed in traditional fashion, these served various purposes. One long house contained administration offices and medical facilities. Others held sleeping quarters for those not wishing to camp outdoors. On the south side stood the Great Long House, a community center for meetings, guest speakers and for instructional classes in survival skills and basic handcrafts. It also held indoor and outdoor cooking facilities where all meals were prepared for the permanent residents of the Encampment as well as year-round seasonal visitors. Communal meals were served buffet style outside in the central clearing or, on rainy days, inside the Great Long House. All other areas of the Emcampment had been postioned outward, surrounding this central hub of buildings and were accessed by paths leading to all compass points like spokes on a wheel. To the north lay barns and fenced areas for raising animals such as chickens, goats, sheep, cattle and hogs. Nearby stood feed sheds and a slaughter house. The animals provided meat and dairy products. Their hides would be used in all the traditional ways, for clothing, moccasins, shelter coverings and to make many other useful items. To the northwest the forest had been cleared to provide several acres for growing edible plants and crops. I saw vegetables and fruits of every variety. Berries and nuts and grains. Food for the farm animals as well as kitchen herbs, medicinal plants, and flowers. The gardens and orchards were beautifully arranged and, because manure from the animals was put to good use here, they appeared lush and green and vibrant. Each kind of crop was planted in its time so that, year round, fresh seasonal produce could be harvested and used. On the west side of the Encampment stood facilities for preserving and storing food. There was a smoke house and some drying sheds. Bunkers had been dug into the ground as root cellars and for food preserved in bottles and earthenware pots. Though there was a river nearby, a well had been dug to provide fresh drinking water. With these storage facilities, seasonal gardens and orchards, and the farm animals, there would be plenty of food to keep the Encampment going year round and to feed upwards of a thousand people at any one time. I had seen perhaps a thousand people in my "tour" of this Encampment. A smaller percent of them were year-round residents. These were the caretakers and the teachers, each with his or her specialty or talent put to best use. Most of them were Native Americans. The rest of the people, whether they came for a few days, a few weeks, or longer, were here to learn, to observe and to practice the many skills so wonderfully demonstrated here such as skills for basic survival and for living self-sufficiently off the land. These shorter-

term residents were also put to work according to their skills and talents and their desire to learn. Every man, woman, and child old enough to work had an assignment and was happy and busy at their duties. They might be tending the gardens and the animals, hunting or fishing, preparing meals or doing the clean up, bringing wood in for fires, maintaining buildings and pathways, caring for younger children, helping set up camps, or otherwise performing the many tasks necessary for the daily maintenance of the Encampment. The seasons naturally dictated many of these assigned duties as well as the kinds of classes offered. When not performing duties or attending classes or workshops, people rested or played or worked on handicraft projects. Many wandered through the camp, meeting and chatting with others. Young and old, families and singles, everyone mingled joyfully together. Some relaxed on beautiful handmade hammocks hung from trees. Drums beat softly in the background and singers sang songs of praise to God, our Creator. The songs were so uplifting that some joined in with dancing. On the southwest corner of the Encampment the ground sloped gently down toward a river which flowed serenly through the forest. Trees had been cleared here for an amphitheater which was under construction. Rows of logs for seating were being placed in semi-circle fashion facing a platform of split logs for a stage which stood at the bottom of the slope. I knew that some of the greatest teachers and spiritual leaders of the day would visit here to share their spiritual insights and great knowledge of nature and Creation. I imagined the amphitheater filled with a listening audience of, not only those currently staying at the Encampment, but also many who would travel for hours and perhaps days to hear the words of respected elders and teachers. This was also a perfect setting for evening firelight performances by musicians, actors, dancers and storytellers. To the east of the amphitheater and on the south side of the Encampment, a path led through the woods to a secluded area where stood a Native Sweat Lodge. Built in the traditional manner, it was dug part way into the ground and had a domed roof made of poles and skins. Here, ceremonies and rites of purification were carried out for those who walked the Sacred Path. Farther still to the east in a large circular clearing was a Sundance Lodge for higher rites of sacrifice and healing. All these areas of the Encampment were orderly and beautifully maintained, the design of each perfectly suited to its purpose. The Encampment as a whole lay easily on the land, respecting and even complimenting the natural forest surrounding it, as if it had always belonged. This was indeed a perfect place to experience God as our Creator and to learn of the earth as our Mother and how she was divinely created to provide for us. More Understandings The Encampment I saw in vision and have here described serves only as an example or a loose blueprint for the construction of Encampments in general. I saw that there would be many Encampments built throughout the United States. Perhaps hundreds. Each one would be designed especially for the region in which it is built. Forest, desert, grassland,

coastal areas, high plain or lowland. Every Encampment will function naturally within its environment. Encampments will provide gathering points and facilities for people to learn to survive together by learning to work together for the good of all. They are also sacred sites and are places of rest and healing and spiritual growth. They may be thought of as retreats where people come closer to understanding God while learning and sharing important life skills. Vital to the ultimate purpose of Encampments are the principles of love, service, work, stewardship, sacrifice and unity. Each person who comes brings a willingness to give what they are able to give. Each contributes freely to the whole. In return, each is cared for, provided for, and given a role and purpose within the community for the time they reside there. I was not shown specific locations for Encampments. Nor was I given to know specific individuals who would develop them. Land will need to be donated as well as start-up funds and initial operating capital. Groups of leaders who share a unified vision will need to gather and plan and oversee. All things must be done prayerfully and in orderly fashion and proceed in ways which serve the ultimate purpose for each Encampment. I believe God has already chosen locations and prepared people who will understand in their hearts what Encampments are all about. He will speak to their hearts, and they will listen and come forward in proper time, filled with desire and readiness. Central to those who will participate are the Native Americans. Their awakening as God's people who will lead the work of bringing change to the world has already begun. His blessings each day are being poured upon them to bring them to the wisdom that has been protected and preserved within their hearts for generations.