The brisk cold air chilled our faces on our first night at Sturgis, South Dakota. Before dinner, some of us drove to Bear Butte, stopping the car just short of the entry gates to say prayers and express our gratitude for arriving safely on our journey. Later the next day, we arrived early at the ceremonial grounds, and faced westerly in the direction of Bear Butte summit with open hands and exposed palms. Each stated his or her purpose in coming. Our moments of concentration and silence were broken by Magpies nested in the nearby trees, and squawking as if to be our official greeters. It was time to journey over to my sacred tree and present offerings of prayer and gratitude to the Creator and the sacred mountain for a swift and safe journey in our travels.
There are times when we come into the Creator’s presence only on His terms. On our journey up the familiar side of the mountain where my sacred tree was waiting for us, I felt the sacred presence of something in the air space above us. As I ambled along meditating and with prayerful thoughts, I looked upwards in the western sky to see the sun bursting with energy. A white light beam emanating from the heavenly body dropped in a solid stream to the ground as I snapped a photo of it and a cloud taking the shape of an eagle.
The world is a mysterious place. As occurs in nature, there are silent, unseen and invisible forces at work, much more than meets the human eye. I shouted, “Look in the sky, an eagle cloud!” At the same time, I saw a narrow beam of white light descend from the sun reaching to the ground in front of us at a distance. All heads turned to see a huge full bodied eagle cloud stretching roughly 20 miles in length pointing overhead to Bear Butte’s summit. It was a clear sky with no other clouds near it.
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Photo credit Carol Axt
“Thank you for the light, which guides me.
My blindfold is removed,
And I am able to see more clearly.
I walk with spiritual eyes,
And a spiritual mind.
With Your love guiding me,
I walk not blind to Your Truths.”
I have stood in the burning light of the Creator’s own presence.
There is a beauty beyond the senses—the beauty of the spirit.
Photo credit Carol Axt
For me, there is no better or appropriate place to gain the answers than the source of much ancient wisdom and knowledge: the sacred prairies and peaks of the Black Hills. Awareness precedes action. So, this time, my friends and I targeted for a rendezvous in the Black Hills and the one place that continues to share some of life's most treasured and bountiful gifts--Bear Butte.