White Buffalo Message Winter Solstice 12/8/2024

I was waken early morning before the sun rose urged to write this and share with you all. I am grateful to do this. I hope this inspires you during this winter season. I was taken to the Plains as my Earth Body filled with Pure Light and protected by my Temple Dragon and my Sacred Body shapeshifted into the White Buffalo transported onto the Plains.

Dear Believers in the Light;

Carry your torches from your hearts and ignite them for the Winter Solstice is coming soon. December 21, 2024. This is the time of year the crops have given over their harvest to all and surrender into the slumber and reflective period of Winter. Winter is when Mother Earth rests from giving so much of her bounty to all of us from what we eat, wear, live in and celebrate life with. It is the time we take into account the year of our own journeys individually. What have we learned? What have we lost? What have we gained? Even in losses; there is a lesson in it. There is a redirection of our energy and intentions to a place, a person and situation. What can we understand about what was to be the present gift we gained in the end? What did you not complete? What do we need to complete and what do we need to let go of?

I was transformed into the White Buffalo on the Plains. It is still twilight. It is the time the Earthdwellers of all shapes and forms of the elements of the Air, Earth, Water and Fire are present. The North is the Earth, The South is the Fire, the West is the Water and the East is the Air and the Great Spirit/Creator, Goddess or Allah, Yahweh, Jesus are ever present in our focus this time of year before it ends. The earth is more compact and solid and it is the time the bear is eating so much to hold it’s body over until Spring. 

On the Plains there are mountains surrounding you and the the star constellation of the 7 Sisters reminds me of the campfires built this time of year to ignite us with the Grandmothers and Grandfather’s stories by the fires to maintain our wisdom and remind us of the stories passed down by generations to remember, reflect and reset and refocus. It is when the people gather as a World Tribe to listen to the stories in their Native tongues and allow our hearts to receive and our Soul to translate them. We do not worry because it is a ritual that occurs frequently. We gather our Native blankets and layers of clothing for this tradition and the Fire keepers have maintained for fire for us to sit comfortably. 

The White Buffalo is a symbol of purity, endurance and hope and Oneness. We need this now. We set our intentions to receive this and together expand this thought into energy into our hearts. It is pure and compassionate and warms even our hearts and souls as the fire warms our bodies. We listen intently to the stories of long ago and are comforted sitting there. The White Buffalo shows me as a buffalo how vast its hooves are and the walking on the cold cold earth is of no concern as it sounds like thunder as the White Buffalo runs. The Buffalo breathes and its head is massive and its eyes look up to the Great Spirit and the stars. There is a gentle snow falling on the mountains and plains and the snowflakes gently bless us. The sun is slumber ready to wake in a few hours and I take in the vastness of my Buffalo body, the bones and the layers of fur on my hide keep me warm. I breathe and there is cold air and silence. Silence is the doorway to within for answers to what you seek. What are you seeking after realizing your transformation and growth and how do you apply it in being one with yourself and not warring within and without on this planet? The White Buffalo shows me standing behind the Grandfathers and Grandmothers at their campfires of many tribes and duplicates itself standing at each campfire gracing us and the storytellers with a blessing of its presence and we feel inspired, we feel strength, we feel it sacredness like the winter air is crisp as we breath yet the purity of the air reminds of the it’s existence. What we cannot see as sacred to assist is not always seen but felt, and sometimes we can hear the thunder hooves of the buffalo spirit running through the plains.

The White Buffalo’s eyes are vast and see all that we do. Can we honestly remember what we need to have gratitude and gain and what we have lost? Can we see how much potential we have with pure oneness with each other? Can we see our generations thriving on the plains with the White Buffalo listening to the Grandmothers and Grandfather’s tell the stories of old to remember? What do we need to complete before the year ends? Can we be realistic with ourselves and let go of things that don’t really matter in order to have oneness? Can we assist those we thought were different from us but be compassionate and learn from each other and accept each other where there are, where they come from by understanding them and exchange this in order to remove judgement and separation? It is a great blessing to do this now. What offerings to the Grandfathers and Grandmothers do you have and to the fire? What do we need to do to be dedicated to oneness in self, to each other and onwards for the new year. What do we need to release in the fire by writing this down and burning it and what gratitude for our growth do we also put into the fire to rise up to Great Spirit/Allah, God, Goddess in gratitude?

When the storytelling is completed you feel the breath of warm blessings from the White Buffalo on you that the Great Spirit has bestowed on your presence and coming together and being part of oneness at these stories. You give offerings with your paper offering to the fire that is burnable and not toxic. You can give herbs, incense, tobacco and make a pact with yourself to remain dedicated to Oneness and live this way onwards. To your neighbor, your elders, your family and friends and a stranger with kindness. Small or large, remember the hope the White Buffalo symbolizes and share this like a torch ignited in our hearts and into others. It only takes one flame to light the torch and then help another ignite theirs. 

It is time for us to leave this dimension and give our farewells to our storytellers and bow our heads to the White Buffalo for this journey. I then return to my room and urged to write and share this with you. May you be blessed with hope, gratitude, releases and oneness during this winter season. Take time to reflect, reset, refocus and be in alignment with White Buffalo, a Servant of Great Spirit and be well onwards. Much loving warming firelike gentle hugs to you and may you be wrapped with the blanket of love. Aho, Peace to you and Thank you for Being here. (Picture by Pixabay)