Grandmother, many years ago, told me of the things to come. She told me that I was to keep silent until I met my true brothers and sisters.

I asked her, "Who are my true brothers and sisters?"

She said, "Your heart will know. Their tongues will speak great knowledge from the Old Times. Their eyes will be clear and show truth. You will know them, when it is time."

My heart and my spirit are as seeds in the warm spring ground. Bursting with the abundance of new life. My soul cries out to the four winds, that it has seen my brothers and my sisters. I must now open the teachings of Grandmother to those who would understand. Those to whom all knowledge has been given.

Grandmother spoke of the other Times. Times of great wealth and knowledge. And she spoke of the evil ways in which men used those things. She told me of a Time to come when we would go back to the ways of the First Ones. The beginning ways. The way of Spirit. She told me that my spirit would see those things come to be. She told me to teach my children so that her blood would go on. She told me to be wise in my decisions. That the decisions I make now will alter the world as I know it.

She told me of streams of dirty water, of rivers of dead fish. She said I was to learn to smell the filth of men's ways and to avoid those things. To learn to listen to Earth Mother and to learn from her. She would feed me at her breast and teach me in all things the ways of the First Ones. She told of spirits that would visit. Those spirits would look as fine linen and spun gold. But they would be as death to my soul. She spoke of spirits to come that would teach me the old ways. The ways of our people. Those, not of fine linen and gold, but of the dirt and the water and of the fire and of the air. She told me to watch the heavens for the winged spirit that would forecast the Time to come. Of the wonder of the Stars and the beings of those stars. She demanded that I see these things in my heart and not in my eyes. My eyes would deceive me.

She told me to ready my children to live as they lived in the First Time. When things were pure. When we ate of Earth Mother each day and did not hoard away food for the next. She spoke of things of the air, to be afraid of them. The humming as of many birds in pain. She told me that the spirit of the humming would harm me. To remove myself and my children from those things. To go to where the air is pure of the humming. To where Earth Mother was pure in land. To the despised places that the evil ones did not want. She told me Spirit would tell me when these things should be spoken.
 
I tell them to you now. Spirit speaks in a still voice, and He says to me to share with you the message. That it is from you that these things are to be told.