1. 3 Responses to “Lightning Show”

2. I would love to talk to you about maybe you wouldn’t mind if I put some of your pics on my web site.. I’m an Indian girl writing poetry to the Wakinyan (Lightning Ones) and I’m looking for pictures that fit the description of the many faces of Wakinyan, the Lightning Ones.. Here is part of a poem I am writing..

   It was always about surrender

   Oh how do I make the jump from here to there?
   To land with footsteps fair
   Upon the place
   Where my spirit danced to walk in moccasin’d feet
   Where I found no one to treat me weird
   Because I hugged a tree or held Earth sacred to me,
   Or because I watched the signs
   One Eagle going in
   Two Eagles going out
   after I had spent a whole weekend
   Dancing in the shadows
   Moving from tree to tree
   Blowing them kisses
   Touching my nose to their leaves
   Til the message came in
   That Great Spirit had a gift he wanted to give me
   That required the surrender
   Of everything I knew felt and believed
   About how exactly it was going to happen
   That love would touch my heart

   Dancing on waves of anticipation
   I set out upon my journey
   And noting 2 Eagles going out
   I surrendered
   To the path of being led
   And listened carefully
   To everything Great Spirit said
   Inside my head
   While I was given very specific
   instructions on what to do next..

   I surrendered
   To no longer walk the path
   As I thought I was supposed to walk it
   But listening to the voice within
   I laid aside everything
   I knew as the way to proceed from here
   And surrendered my all
   To the path I was given to take.

   It was a picture,
   Just a picture
   Of a cloud so fair
   With dancing lights within her belly
   And one lone lightning bolt coming down
   To kiss the Earth with such a fury
   The vehicle which it struck
   A truck
   Became all engulfed in light

   It was just a picture
   Dancing lights within her belly
   As I sat staring at
   I hear a simple command,
   “Blow her a kiss”

   Two fingers upon my lips,
   To lay them softly
   Upon the picture
   I sat staring at
   While listening to the inner instructions
   Surrendering
   My all
   I hear again,
   “Blow her a kiss”

   So soft upon my lips
   I make the kiss
   And touch her softly there
   Upon her belly
   Of dancing lights
   While one lone lightning bolt
   Reaches down and
   Touches the ground
   With such a force
   I can almost hear its
   Thunder Song

   And again
   I hear the sound
   of Great Spirit speaking within
   Instructing me for 3rd time
   To kiss the cloud

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   My name is Maureen, SacredDeerSister. Maybe you wouldn’t mind if I put some of your pictures to my poetry?

   I have another one, called it Cowboy Wakinyan.. here it is

   COWBOY WAKINYAN

   Footsteps so far apart

   I am awakened

   To hear you

   In your great walk

   across the Earth.

   One loud thundering

   BOOM

   Comes crashing down

   outside my window

   So loud and near

   I jump up from my sleep

   and wait to see

   If you knocked out the

   electricity,

   to find how gracefully

   you moved,

   to step so close

   in sacred gate

   your crashing sound

   all around,

   one footstep

   in the night

   and then begins

   your song.

   Traveling in slow

   crackling movements

   Across the sky,

   I am mesmerized

   By your dance,

   by the feel

   Of goddess,

   your lines stretch out

   in twist and turns

   while my fingers trace the

   Patterns of

   Rivers

   upon body of Sacred Earth

   And without even picking up my finger

   The second chorus of the dance begins

   And again I find I trace the lines

   Of sacred dance between us

   The way you move across the land

   While I think, where will your next footstep land

   As the whole movement of the song

   Tarries on

   I wait in anticipation

   To see where you have gone

   And find footsteps

   So far apart

   I can only hear the one

   And thus begins the third

   Verse in side the song

   That seems to now be circling around me

   For forty five minutes

   I watched your song

   Inside my mind

   Tracing all the lines

   That came from that one footstep.

   Movements circling around

   In a never ending song

   I came to realize

   I am staring

   Into the design

   of all the intricate

   lines that make up

   the uniqueness

   of your cowboy boots

   You are

   Cowboy Wakinyan

   It’s so lovely

   meeting you..

   mdeering 052608

   I would love to have pictures to go with my Earth Songs….. I just put them in web page, which I am working on..

   thanks, for responding,
   love your pictures
   Maureen

   By Maureen Deering on Jun 5, 2008

3. Hi Jarod, Here is another one on my love poems that I placed your picture with.. thanks again, Sacred Deer Sister

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   Last night when I was getting off work, I caught a glimpse of them was off to the west… It was like one of those deals where it just looked like they were purposely waving and saying hello…. so I curtseyed and bowed, giggled like a school girl as I said, “Hey” and got in my car and drove home from work..

   all the time noticing that in their giggling laughter, from time to time I could see them lighting up… It was fun..

   It took them 1 and 1/2 hours to arrive here, blew in with such a fury (way up high) that things, gum tree balls began to fall at such a rate I thought it was hailing… and limbs started crashing down on my roof also…. quite an announcement they made as they arrived….. and then they danced all around me…. It was quite spectacular as I realized again it was the tribal dances who had arrive and ware passing by…..

   so funny… so silent were they.. in all their noise… in all their dance..

   By Maureen Deering on Jun 12, 2009

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