A lot of us have American Indian guides helping us every day. Some of us may not be aware or
open to them, because they live in the spirit world and are here to help us, as they tried when they
walked the earth. I am Gold Sun Eagle and have been flying in my dreams as long as I remember,
and can truly tell you I know exactly how it feels. My dreams are never scary or "bad"; they are
beautiful, cosmic, in color, and always among friends and children.
My guides gave me the spring name of "Gold Sun Eagle." I am a female on thi s Earth now. I was
born in early spring, when the first flower bulbs were pushing up through the soil. I am a star child
as well as my four beautiful children. I will introduce them to you.
My first son was born two months premature and weighed 2 lbs. at birth. He was given the name
"Little Bear" by his Cherokee godmother. She was known as the "Bodega Goat Lady." When I
was in high school, I learned everything one could learn about raising dairy goats. I had many
Saanen goat herds, and raised all my children on this wonderful, healthy drink. A "praying mantis"
came into the hospital and told me my baby would live, and I then knew he was protected. I was
19 years old and went to a class to learn how to bring my milk back. My newborn son was put
into an incubator until he was 5 ½ lbs. Then I could take him home. I nursed him and got him off
formula within three days and included goat's milk. He grew from 2 lbs. to a strong and special
man of 27 years.
Next came a daughter. My husband, "Gentle Bear," and I had no electricity or running water, and
while we were building a log cabin we lived in a large army tent in the Northern California
mountains. Gentle Bear built a kitchen and added it to the tent. The night of my daughter's birth
in early December was dark and cold in the Trinity Alps. There was no full moon that night. There
was a window that Gentle Bear had put in right across from me, and an old wood cook stove and
a couple of candles were our only light and heat.
During my 2 ½-hour labor, as if by magic, a star I was looking at got larger and larger, brighter
and brighter, and moved closer and closer to the window across from me. Then, as my baby was
coming into this world, a beam of light and warmth shone right through the window and onto my
baby and me, on the floor, on pillows.
I was so involved with my baby coming, I didn't think much about it until my baby, "Butterfly,"
was born. Then the beam vanished into thin air, and the same star was out the window, but it was
far away again. Gentle Bear and I cried and cried. We knew no one would ever believe us. But we
knew.
Butterfly was raised on breast milk and goat's milk from our beautiful Saanen goat herd. She is
now 25 years old and has had many very incredible star experiences.
A few years later came my second and last daughter, "White Dove," who has always looked like
an Egyptian goddess. Angels came and told her father that her birth was coming and he ran up a
five-mile mountain to find his beautiful daughter coming into this world.
The old farmhouse had no electricity nor running water. A long-lost friend happened to come visit,
and had known nothing of this birth. I called her "Angel Girl" as she helped with
cleaning, food and support. It was another 2 ½-hour birth as I squatted on the floor, Indian style.
Last, but not least, came my last son, a loving child. His chosen name was "Cave Lion." He still
remembers playing under the bed covers - "Cave Lion." We would play I was
the mama lion and the the cub. We would whine, growl and snuggle. He was born a strong, healthy
star child, with whom a porcupine came and kept me company in the log cabin on Basalt
Mountain in Colorado. The porcupine stayed until the birth was over and talked to me. The midwife
made it after my son was born. My children were and will always be my very best friends.
Now that I've introduced you to my star children, here are the dreams I've promised to tell. You
all know the star child "Sanni," or Marcellina Beckwith. Her Cherokee grandmother gave her the Indian name "White Buffalo Medicine Calf Woman." Her beautiful star stories are as sacred as the
stars themselves. When loving Ann and Star Hawk moved her here, my children and I could not
wait to go talk to her and meet her.
My daughters and I went to see her and we felt very close to her. Tears flowed like rain as we felt
we knew her from somewhere. She became very close to Butterfly and White Dove, and then
Butterfly had a dream at night on Oct. 4, 2000 - a very real-like dream, as always - that she was
on a UFO again and was walking down a hall with two Gray beings escorting her. As she turned
to look in a room, there was White Buffalo Medicine Calf Woman in her Gray
form. Butterfly knew it was her. The same evening, Marcy had the exact same dream and
recalled seeing Butterfly turn and look at her while walking down the ship.
The next day they talked of this strange and powerful dream. One week later, I, Gold Sun Eagle,
had a very real dream at night. I was in a large house, which I now think must have been a ship,
and walked down a flight of stairs to a basement. There were others there. But as I turned my
attention toward an area in the basement, where the cement floor was missing, around a 10 x 10
rectangle of dirt, all of a sudden something started breaking through the floor and was coming out
of the earth.
Two heads appeared, then whole bodies as if they were on an elevator. I remember thinking it was
so strange that not a single piece of dirt clung to them. There in front of me stood two Grays -
they looked just the same. I reached out my hand and shook hands with one of them, my right
hand. I realized she was White Buffalo Medicine Calf Woman. I was so happy to see her and I
was not afraid.
I could not wait to tell her of my dream. The next day she told me she had had the same dream
and remembered all of it, even before I told her. We both had warm, funny feelings when we
talked about the dream.
I leave you now with this, dear sisters and brothers. There is a beautiful hidden story that is due to
be told to everyone - an awakening happening now all around you - whether you believe it or
not. We must not be afraid of the unknown, but look into the eyes of our angels and spirit guides
with no fear and no shame - only trust and love that shall set all of us free again to fly -- with no
boundaries.
Truth in the light,
Gold Sun Eagle and the Butterfly Clan