Copyright  Keth Luke 2006, all rights reserved.

White Buffalo Calf Woman Speaks

‘Riding Fully In All  The Bareness Of Your Being’

As received by Gillian Macbeth-Louthan

I am she who breathes with you as you breathe in all possibilities, as you breathe in hope, as you breathe in a new day.  I am she who gently closes your eyes as you end a day of stress, a day of details.  I am the face that you see in the hummingbird’s wings as a vibration that pulses before your eyes.  You see my face in the reflection as oil and water tries to merge into one-ness, still holding on to their separateness.  You see my face in the clouds laced with the flight of birds.  I am the one who is known as White Buffalo Calf Woman. I come to you as you sit in strength, in power, in serenity embracing the female that lives deep in the recess of your soul.

For so long you have kept her captive.  You have kept her silent, and you have kept her in a state of weeping.  For so long, you have kept her in a dungeon in the very bottom level of your heart and of your soul – afraid to let her out – for her hair is long and wiry and flies in the wind, in the storm, and in the new day.  Her breasts run deep with passions and sexuality – she not afraid of what runs in her veins, what runs in her thoughts, or what pulses through her thighs?  She is one who embraces and straddles power as if she was riding a horse.   
 

On this day, I ask you to stand fully in your Goddess, in your feminine, in your divinity, and in your womanhood.  See yourself wearing all the garbs the costumes that you have worn through time.  Some of you have worn veils over your face.  Others have sequestered and cloistered away – every inch of their flesh.  Others have shown fully – every curve of their being.  While others have just laid in the meadows and let the grass, the trees, and the flowers embrace you.  Allowing nature to make love to you when no man of earth could. 

On this day, straddle the possibilities of the wild stallion of your future – riding it powerfully – gripping it with your flesh as you dig your heels into what is to come.  Holding on to the mane, the neck of something that is so powerful, you feel that you would lose yourself at any given moment.  This is the Passion that you must ride –in the upcoming year, in the upcoming minutes, in the upcoming heartbeats – riding fully in all of the Bareness of your Being.  Exposing your self in ways you thought you never could show to others – the passions, the needs, the wants, the insights, and the power.   
 

You are all such beautiful beings – all different shapes and sizes and colors and personalities.  Throw yourself into the pool of creation and blend with Mother Earth, with Mother Nature, with Mother Mary.  Blend with the feminine face of God that shines so brightly on this day in time.  Blend with the cycles of the moon, of the earth and of your body.

Blend with every part of you that you have been ashamed of and have hid because you were told that it was dirty, that it was bad, it was unclean.  Love every fluid of your body.  Love every hair upon it – even though most of them you pluck apart from their seams.   

Enjoy the fullness of your body or the slenderness of your body – for God touches and kisses every ounce of flesh that you are.  Do not be ashamed if you are too little or too large or too buxom– but know that the Goddess lives in every aspect, in every ounce of flesh that you wear. 

Wear her with your head held high as a queen that is drawn by a carriage of six white horses created from truth instead of rodents and pumpkins.  Do not be afraid that the clock will strike 12:00 and you will lose yourself again – for that day will never come.  You are empowered, you are beautiful, you are gentle, and you are loved beyond your knowing.  Give to the women of your tribe, what they seek, what they love, what they need. Give to each other what you are not finding in your world – support each other in a cosmic sisterhood, as you all embark upon a journey up the mountain of "She". 

Mother Earth for too long has allowed her children to direct her, to cajole her into thinking that all was okay. She will empower herself with what needs to be done, what needs to be healed.  She will do this gently and with love. Be thankful that she is gentle and loving—for the earth would shatter and break apart – if she was otherwise.  Let down the hair of your soul and show the true being that you are.  Stand on a cliff over the pounding shores, remembering those times when you went to the mountaintops, and called the air, when you sang to the water, and talked to the elements – and they listened!  Direct the elements of your life and know that they honor you.  They have been waiting for you to come back fully into your power.  The men of your world will look at you with eyes of wonder – and eyes that gleam with a passion as they finally see who you really are.   

Every man of the world waits for this empowered Goddess to be born. He waits for a woman to gently show him how to find his way home to his own power.  It is up to you.  Mentally and prayerfully stop the abuse, -- stand tall, and say, “NO” to what does not honor the spirit of women.   Each of you will have a different ideal of what that is.   I come on this day to applaud the boldness of your beauty, the boldness of your spirit, and boldness of your intent.  Do not let Earth whip you into submission.   Do not let your very own creations make you barren of emotions, barren of passion.  If what you have created does not honor you let it go.  Resurrect what was once burned at the stake and drowned in the waters of fear.   I am White Buffalo Calf Woman.  I go