It would be the last official meeting of the International Council of the Thirteen Indigenous Grandmothers. Together with a friend I flew to Denver on August 25th  in order to be at this special meeting, starting September 4th, in Spearfish, South Dakota. I’m reading ‘Centennial’ by James Michener. In his book he describes the development in West America from the time the dinosaurs lived, up to now. A story about how the dinosaurs became extinct, how the Indians lived with and from the Buffalo's and how the white two legged did not follow up their appointments and took possession of the country. I experienced the whole book while we traveled from one State to State to end up at the Lakota's.

Before we arrived in Spearfish we visited Pine Ridge where the Lakota’s or more in general most of the Sioux live. I never felt so much a depressive atmosphere as in this little city. Most of the people were hanging around addicted to alcohol. What did the white man do to those indians. The statue of Crazy Horse showed us the battle which has taken place between the Indians and the White man. Later on I saw a video of Red Bull how the indians wonder how you just take land and sell it. Earth air and water you can not sell or buy. It is given for free and The Indigenous people are the Earth Keepers.

This was my 6th time that I attended The Gathering in three years time and of course some of the stories were familiar to me as well as most of the ceremonies. Yet I sat breathless while I was listening. Of course I know that by attending these meetings there is healing for myself and at the same time, I know that it is also healing for the whole and especially for Mother Earth. I knew this would be the last time I would attend their ceremonies. From now on I had to go my own way and visit The Indigenous people by myself. 

That I was initiated for my task was shown by a huge dear on the high way with a sunset in the back and super full moon in the front of the car. My friend and I bearely could step aside. I had to stop the car a little bit further to obtain from the terror and when we arrived in the hotel later that evening I took two wiskeys. After this actually beautiful happening I dreamed for two weeks every evenig of this dear. Those eyes I will never forget. The dear stood stock-still on the road in front of us while his famely was waiting aside in the grass of what was going to happen.

Lately the original inhabitants of different indigenous peoples in the United States have been demonstrating in a peaceful way against the construction of the "North Dakota Pipeline". After they have been violently removed from their place of protest, they are now on the banks of the Missouri, hallowed ground for the original inhabitants. The pipeline will be extended by this river. It's not so much whether accidents will happen; but when. Out of nowhere a herd of buffalo ran across this area and recently the "The Golden Eagle perched and let himself be touched by the" Water Keepers. For the Indians this is a very important sign that it is not going well with the animals and Mother Earth. All this is not in the news. For how long do the Indigenous people have to warn us that we must have respect for all living beings and that we have to take care of nature? The ‘Greatest of the Earth’ do not listen so we get what we create.