Reports from January 23rd

Updated Febuary 27, 1997


These are email messages from people describing their experiences on January 23rd. These first ones are in no particular order. Many more will follow as we work through the huge backlog.

Jim




Subject: 90 dance for Gaia in Bellingham,WA
Date: Fri, 24 Jan 1997 09:55:32 -0800

90 dance for Gaia in Bellingham, WA!

At Marine Park by the Bellingham Bay, it was snowing, then raining, and
as the unison time approached the rain stopped and the GaiaMind
Mediatation began. Afterward Soundings of the Planet's flute and a
heartbeat drum accompanied toning and then the dance! We did three
rounds of the Tslagi (Cherokee) Dance of Life led by Giving Love and her
friends. It was deep sharing of loving energy, and a very beautiful
experience for all the senses.

Thank you so much for the GaiaMind web site and announcing the event. I
had been part of a small group who organized an event on Dec. 31, 1985,
for a worldwide moment of cooperation and meditation for peace. We had
hundreds of people at that event at 4 am here in Bellingham. Seeing
your site and remembering that event inspired me to organize this one.
Please keep it up and I am here to help in any way I can in the future.

Lynnette Allen
lynallen@memes.com


Date: Thu, 30 Jan 1997 08:45:41 -0500 (EST)
From:
Nikkenmag@aol.com


had group to home in Winston-Salem, NC to meditate and found it very
powerful.
Thanks for your good works. I hope that there will be a follow up for the
additional days of unusual aspects.

By the way, this fell on my mom-in-law's birthday; will let you know if
anything AMAZING happens in the next couple of months!


Subject:
thanks
Date:
Fri, 31 Jan 1997 12:18:30 -0500 (EST)
From:
Tanukeez@aol.com


Someone directed me to your site on January 23. I will be forever grateful
to that person for doing that. You provided the necessary information for me
to participate in the biggest thing to come along in my lifetime. I
connected to a stream of energy that was bigger and stronger than I'd even
imagined. Thank you for your information. It allowed me to gain something
that did change my life.
Tanukeez


Subject:
Wonder in the Sky
Date:
Sun, 2 Feb 1997 21:46:16 -0500 (EST)
From:
Chelsea9@aol.com


Your web site is very informative and inspirational and I have travelled to
it many times. Thank you for tour dedication and vision. I was honored to
lead a group meditation and prayer in Asheville, NC on Jan. 23rd at the time
of the wondrous event. It was a moving and humbling experience to feel the
hand of our Creator during this event. What a wonderful time to be alive! I
heard that there is going to be another configuration in the near future and
wonder if you are aware of the date. I would sincerely appreciate any info.
as I would like to make provisions for the date and time. Any help would be
greatly appreciated. You are in my prayers. Peace to all! Marty
Juchnowski, Guardian and Overseer of Voice In The Wind, Asheville, NC.


Subject:
What happened!
Date:
Sat, 1 Feb 1997 18:27:03 -0500 (EST)
From:
METeam@aol.com

Dear Juliana & Jim,
I am supposed to share this with you and it is pretty long and detailed, so
be warned. Also, my spiritual growth in the last few months has been, well,
quite a ride and I am not always sure what is going on.

Where to start...

Via a way I have discovered that melds self hypnosis with meditation, I have
been able to contact a guide whom I trust and who has been instrumental in
the latest of my spiritual instruction. I call the guide Ariel.

In my first contact with Ariel, I asked Ariel to take me to my mother and we
filled her with light. I had a beautiful vision of Ariel floating above my
mother transferring light from his/her heart Chakra to my mother's.

Then Ariel said, "Come with me, I want to show you something." And the next
thing I knew, I was floating above the Earth with my guide. I had a thought
and asked Ariel, "Can we fill the Earth with light, just like we did my
mother?" and Ariel said, "Yes!" (I think that was why I was taken up there
in the first place). I then had a vision of a ring of angels surround the
Earth and beaming light into the planet. The planet became more vibrant and
colorful, but did not glow.

I then asked if I could speak to the Planet. Ariel said yes, and I contacted
Gaia. I was immediately in pain. I had an uncomfortable hollow feeling,
kind of like I was sick and hungry at the same time. The conversation went
like this.

Me: Is this how you feel??
Gaia: It is not that bad, it is merely uncomfortable.
Me: Did filling you with light just now help?
Gaia: It helped.
Me: Will the planetary meditation on Thursday help.
Gaia: Immensely. Wondrously.

I thanked Gaia for being our loving mother and she 'left'. I then knew how
important it was to tell everyone I knew who would be open to the GaiaMind
project to meditate and visuallize on Thursday.

The next thing that happened was during another meditation on the 20th with a
friend of mine. We were instructed to go into a basement of a house that has
a lot of energy. We were guided through the meditation by our higher selves
to set up a 'golden cord' of energy between the core chakra of the earth to
the source, or center of the universe. We then asked the higher selves of
all intelligent beings that live in, on, or above the earth to participate in
the Thursday meditation to bring light to the earth. We set up an energy
grid around the planet to be activated during the meditation on Thursday to
channel all this thought energy.

When we went into this meditation, we had no idea we were going to do this,
it just happened.

Then on Thursday, we did our meditation and activated the grid and the higher
selves of all intelligent life on the planet. I still get goose bumps when I
remember the resulting surge. The matrix around the planet full of love
thoughts from so many beings just glowed. We then concentrated on using this
energy to fill the planet with love and light. I got a picture of a crystal
globe being filled with this incredible water - like liquid diamond. The
water gushed in, but the globe filled very slowly. It was finally full, but
we requested that the thought matrix stay in place and the planet be allowed
to pull from it whenever needed.

Later that night, we had another group meditation and I got another picture
of things happening. In a nutshell, the earth was surrounded in a star
tetrahedron and a network of light between the alligned planets. (A simple
drawing is attached. It is in microsoft word, but I can try and save it in a
different format if you don't have word. ) The tetrahedron started spinning
and out came all this black crud - bits and pieces of darkness, etc. As
these dark chunks flew out from the earth, they would impact on the web of
light spun between the planets and explode. Then the planet spun in the
opposite direction and the operation began again.

It came to me that as the Earth did this, we all did it. We were all
surrounded by star tetrahedrons and spun out negative energy. (just as a
footnote, many people I know have been having very strange stuff happening to
them, that has made them 'clean house' spiritually in the last few days.)

Then each of us had a line of light connecting our tetrahedrons to a main
tetrahedron that was lifted and carried in the cord of light to the source.

Ok. That's it. I just want you to know that a few months ago I was just a
plain old person. I never dreamed I would have so much awakening going on
and that I would actually see things!.

Well enough of that. I guess the underlying message is that the meditation
worked. At least it helped. I think something has changed and we (including
the planet) have lightened our load a little. I hope this message resonates
with you. I truly thank you for starting the GaiaMind project. Without your
focus I think we would still be floundering around somewhere.

Lori Massey


THANX a lot !

Subject:
from Teilhard de Chardin's HYMN OF THE UNIVERSE
Date:
Thu, 23 Jan 97 11:31:48 UT
From:
"barbara ross" <barbaraross@msn.com>




January 23, 1997

In my meditation this morning, I am reminded of the following passage from
Teilhard's "Hymn of the Universe." .... his "Mass on the World"...


"Since once again, Lord--though this time not in the forests of the Aisne but
in the steppes of Asia--I have neither bread, nor wine, nor altar, I will
raise myself beyond these symbols, up to the pure majesty of the real itself;
I, your priest, will make the whole earth my altar and on it will offer you
all the labours and sufferings of the world.

"Over there, on the horizon, the sun has just touched with light the outermost
fringe of the eastern sky. Once again, beneath this moving sheet of fire, the
living surface of the earth wakes and trembles, and once again begins its
fearful travail. I will place on my paten, O God, the harvest to be won by
this renewal of labour. Into my chalice I shall pour all the sap which is to
be pressed out this day from the earth's fruits.

"My paten and my chalice are the depths of a soul laid widely open to all the
forces which in a moment will rise up from every corner of the earth and
converge upon the Spirit. Grant me the remembrance and the mystic presence of
all those whom the light is now awakening to the new day.

"One by one, Lord, I see and I love all those whom you have given me to
sustain and charm my life. One by one also I number all those who make up
that other beloved family which has gradually surrounded me, its unity
fashioned out of the most disparate elements, with affinities of the heart, of
scientific research and of thought. And again one by one--more vaguely it is
true, yet all inclusively--I call before me the whole vast anonymous army of
living humanity; those who surround me and support me though I do not know
them; those who come, and those who go; above all, those who in office,
laboratory and factory, through their vision of truth or despite their error,
truly believe in the progress of earthly reality and who today will take up
again their impassioned pursuit of the light.

"This restless multitude, confused or orderly, the immensity of which
terrifies us; this ocean of humanity whole slow, monotonous wave-flows trouble
the hearts even of those whose faith is most firm: it is to this deep that I
thus desire all the fibres of my being should respond. All the things in the
world to which this day will bring increase; all those that will diminish; all
those too that will die: all of them, Lord, I try to gather into my arms, so
as to hold them out to you in offering. This is the material of my sacrifice;
the only material you desire.

"Once upon a time men took into your temple the first fruits of their
harvests, the flower of their flocks, But the offering you really want, the
offering you mysteriously need every day to appease your hunger, to slake your
thirst is nothing less than the growth of the world born ever onwards in the
stream of universal becoming.

"Receive, O Lord, this all-embracing host which your whole creation, moved by
your magnetism, offers you at this dawn of a new day.

"This baread, our toil, is of itself, I know, but an immense fragmentation;
this wine, our pain, is no more, I know, than a draught that dissolves. Yet
in the very depths of this formless mass you have implanted--and this I am
sure of, for I sense it--a desire, irresistible, hallowing, which makes us cry
out, believer and unbeliever alike: 'Lord, make us ONE.'

"Because, my God, though I lack the soul-zeal and the sublime integrity of
your saints, I yet have received from you an overwhelming sympathy for all
that stirs within the dark mass of matter; because I know myself to be
irremediably less a child of heaven than a son of earth; therefore I will this
morning climb up in spirit to the high places, bearing with me the hopes and
the miseries of my mother; and there--empowered by that priesthood which you
alone (as I firmly believe) have bestowed on me--upon all that in the world of
human flesh is now about to be born or to die beneath the rising sun I will
call down the Fire."

***************************

As James Joyce prays to the father of Icarus (seeing the artist as priest):
"Welcome, O Life! I go to encounter for the millionth time the reality of
experience and to forge in the smithy of my soul the uncreated conscience of
my race. Old father, old artificer, stand me now and ever in good stead."

One and one and one by one.....
we draw down into the Heart
the fiery star.....



Lovingly, Barbara

**********************************


Subject:
January 23
Date:
Thu, 23 Jan 1997 06:40:55, -0500
(MS FLORENCE A DAHM) From:
SDXG62B@prodigy.com



I do intend to participate. I shall envision God light surrounding
the earth and entering the hearts of all its inhabitants.
Love, light & blessings-Floss



***************************


Subject:
GRAIL@GAIA MIND MEDITATION -URGENT
Date:
Thu, 23 Jan 1997 12:52:07 +0100
From:
Damanhur <welcome@damanhur.it>




DEAR FRIENDS,

WE HAVE JUST RECEIVED YOUR MATERIAL ON THE GLOBAL MEDITATION AND PRAYER TO
BE HELD TODAY. WE ARE VERY HAPPY TO TELL YOU THAT WE'LL ALSO BE CONNECTED.
AT THE SAME TIME, HERE IN DAMANHUR WE WILL HAVE THE EXTRAORDINARY, SACRED
PRESENCE OF THE GRAIL FORCE.

IN LOVE AND LIGHT

ESPERIDE ANANAS
FOR THE PEOPLE OF DAMANHUR






Subject:
gaiamind
Date:
Thu, 23 Jan 1997 13:34:09 +0000
From:
gaia@slip.net

Organization:
lunachick productions, ink.



pilar delatierra
371 pine hill road
mill valley, ca
94941
earth-being


i'm registering post-mediation, a wow was it a humdinger! quite a
heart-stretcher! thanks and blessings for all your hard work and
inspiration getting the message out around the globe - i must say i
was surprised to hear it made the chronicle! may we all activate,
receive and share the wisdom of gaiamind...


***************************

Subject:
THE WEB UNFOLDS
Date:
Thu, 23 Jan 1997 08:18:49 -0600
From:
maccam <maccam@smartnet.net>



Greetings to All who will join in the effort to raise our awareness of
who we are and who we are becoming. Many years ago I had a vision in
which I was squatted next to a person who drew for me a sand painting.
It was of a large spider web and the sky was cobalt blue. The man, who
very carefully and quietly sprinkled out this picture, afterwards,
explained that this was important and that I was a part of this web and
that the web would cover the earth. This much I will share with you.
Today, in prayer, like the web of my vision, we will gather to envision
for our Mother Earth, and ourselves, a spiritual healing. May it awaken
in us a realization that we are indeed related to all things.

My husband was a friend to John Neihardt, who was a friend to Black Elk,
and by way of a tape on which John recites these words of Black Elk, I
wish to share these words with those who can imagine the vision of
Black Elk not just for the Native Americans...but for All who would
come after, and who seek to find Light and Understanding in the Sacred
Hoop of the World.

This is a prayer Black Elk prayed to Wakon Tonka (The Great Mysterious
One) on Harney Peak...where he had received his vision as a young man.

GRANDFATHER

GREAT MYSTERIOUS ONE

YOU HAVE BEEN ALWAYS

AND BEFORE YOU

NOTHING HAS BEEN

THERE IS NOTHING TO PRAY TO BUT YOU

THE STAR NATIONS

ALL OVER THE UNIVERSE ARE YOURS

AND YOURS ARE THE GRASSES OF THE EARTH

DAY IN DAY OUT

YOU ARE THE LIFE OF THINGS

YOU ARE OLDER THAN ALL NEED

OLDER THAN ALL PAIN AND PRAYER

GRANDFATHER ALL OVER THE WORLD

THE FACES OF LIVING ONES ARE ALIKE

IN TENDERNESS

THEY HAVE COME UP OUT OF THE GROUND

LOOK UPON YOUR CHILDREN

WITH CHILDREN IN THEIR ARMS

THAT THEY MAY FACE THE WINDS

AND WALK THE GOOD ROAD

TO THE DAY OF QUIET

TEACH ME TO WALK THE SOFT EARTH

A RELATIVE TO ALL THAT LIVE

SWEETEN MY HEART AND FILL ME WITH LIGHT

GIVE ME THE STRENGTH TO UNDERSTAND

AND THE EYES TO SEE

HELP ME

FOR WITHOUT YOU I AM NOTHING

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

With joined hands, may we think this in our minds, and chant this with
our mouths. Peace to all who join in our circle of healing.
Zoebess 23 January 1997




Subject:
registration
Date:
Thu, 23 Jan 1997 06:22:15 -0800
From:
Laurie Guzoto <4.guzoto@olywa.net>



My intention for this day is to remember that we are all one,
connected through our hearts to each other. That we are able to join
together and create a world that is cared for and where all the beings
are cared for as well. I will hold a special focus on the children of
our planet. That they will be loved from the moment they are born
with out limits or conditions.

Thanks for having this information available to us.




Subject:
WEB Poems for the light of peace.
Date:
Thu, 23 Jan 1997 09:53:49 -0500
From:
bmcboyd <bmcboyd@prodigy.net>
Organization:
Prodigy Internet


I would like to share the below poems, in the attitude of meditation for
healing within our world as they were written will great light, for our
daughter, Jennifer, who almost died in a car accident in California
three and a half years ago. We celebrate her ability to walk again after
many operations and to remember the light of hope that we held for her
during the time when she was in a coma. She wishes, as we, to share
that light with others.

I am happy to recognize this day of meditation also on the anniversary
of my late father's birth date. He believed in, and in his own small
way, contributed much to world peace. So this also, in memory of the
light of Donald B. McCorkle, 1920-1982.


Intensive Care
-- for Jennifer

Floating, falling back you are
lighter than air, heavier than your pain,
and lost in this strange world of familiar
and unfamiliar voices, click and wheeze
of machines, tubes, monitors that keep you
stable in the gyre of instability.

The word angel burns the lips of every face
attending you, willing you to live, to open
your eyes and finally say, with your own
rasping breath, that you want something --
anything to assure us your tenacious spirit
has exorcized the grim hand of infirmity.

We go so far -- would go farther
to take into ourselves your twisted need.

In your dream of no night, you shine
brighter than the most violet ache,
and we are frayed fragments of lesser light
that come and stand by your bedside,
touch your hands and face more gently
than any feeble attempt to define love.

Every time we leave your side, a narrow path
opens for us to exit while we shuffle away,
an ancient stone of hope pressing prayer
between our hearts and throats, sometimes
stopping tears because we are groomed
to believe bravery is balm for your recovery.

If in your floating, crepuscular world,
closer to knowing than we can imagine,
you sense that we falter or reach back
for a hand, the support of other eyes
blinking tears dry, do not lean
to console us in our distance.

Frailer of spirit than you,
we are climbing a long road back
to meet you. We have learned to trust
whatever touches, whatever binds --
whatever moves over the bridged abyss.
We live in small, innocent moments
when you show us the link.

We take what we can,
light falling over clouds into morning,
the gift of kindness between strangers;
and we pray for a heaven
after all.

*****************************


An Irish Story, Slowly

in memory of my father Donald B. McCorkle
Ubi sunt? Where are they who were once so glad to be alive?

My father's death,
and the way no certificate could fit it.
Slowly, that's the way I tell anyone
who asks me how he died. A voice

on a clear windy day still turns me
squinting into the distance now between us,
my eyes focused on the silver curls
that blur the rest of his face. Daddy,

yes, think it's strange if you're inclined,
but I still talk to him, believe he still hears
me, I remember when your hair was black
Irish with a tinge of red. And your face was

younger than mine is now. I wonder why
I can never keep him here long enough
to finish a story. Ya tell it wi such blarney,
he used to tease me. Does tha story ha an end?

But ya canna help it, can ya, darlin
Erin eyes? It's a pumpin through yer blood.
I've tried to focus on a single event and keep
it concise and cohesive, while still giving it

details for flavor. Like this. Last operation.
We are all there; kiss you before the orderly
wheels you to surgery. You joke one last time,
ask us to please give the driver a tip --

someone's taken your pants. Laughter. Ha. Ha.
On the elevator you ride down with a stiff, come back
up alone, alive. We wait for you to call the card
for weeks. You die. We bury you late in May

and it rains all summer long. We do not cry
for months. We are so brave. How's that?
An he would take his finger an write in me
wee palm, ramblin bout angels n such. Aye.

Was sayin he saw um, an castles too. Oo
I spent me time wi him tellin such stories
as would ner be a endin. An his silver hair
was a lit up so as ta keep his face to tha sun.

An now ye'd be askin me to sign what? Sayin
he's gone? Well, he may be dead, ye fool,
but look n his face a tha smile. He's playin
blarney wi ya. He ner knew how ta finish a story.




Both poems by: Betsy McCorkle-Boyd
from THE SHADOW OF SOMETHING GONE


Published. ArtsOnTheParkPress,Inc.
Lakeland, Florida. 12-4-1995


email: litlines@hotmail.com
--
MZ*




Subject:
Jan 23, 1997
Date:
Thu, 23 Jan 97 15:18:58 UT
From:
"Frederic Hyman" <RickJudy@msn.com>



Hello
I just heard about this yesterday. I will begin my meditation today and
invision the angels decending down on all of Gaia and blessing her and
assisting her in her healing of the land, sea and sky. I will invision them
caressing every plant and animal, every sea creature and every human with
their healing love.

Thank you,
Judy Hyman

You can e-mail me at: rickjudy@msn.com



Subject:
today!
Date:
Thu, 23 Jan 97 10:38:53 EST
From:
Megan_Raddant@nvs.nynexcorp.com



I found out about this from the Hopi land Hotevilla web site. The
Lakotas are also aware of this moment: Wallace Black Elk will be
participating from Mt. Shasta.

I copied the announcement several times on a piece of paper, xeroxed
it, and cut the paper up, making several announcements. I handed
these out to people wherever I went in New York. People were very
receptive. We join you in prayer.

Sabon




Subject:
GaiaMind Bali Jan.24th at 1:35AM
Date:
Thu, 23 Jan 1997 10:45:11 -0500 (EST)
From:
EmStarr@aol.com

CC:
harris@bhc.com, Avalonbali@aol.com, bulan@melsa.net.id, Carinabali@aol.com, Cajada@aol.com,
0116325280326@faxaway.com, quilts@ibm.net, DDONALD@aol.com, regal@aloha.net,
etarg@cooper.cpmc.org, 103167.3426@compuserve.com, riohelmi@denpasar.wasantara.net.id,
Skimbali@aol.com, GPWhite@ibm.net, KuhnAn@aol.com


22/1/97 - Sidemen, Bali, Indonesia

Dear Juliana, Jim & GaiaMind Visioners,

17:35 Greenwich Mean Time on Jan. 23rd is 01:35 Bali time on Jan. 24th. As
you can see, Bali, along with a few other Pacific Rim paradises, leads the
world into each new day. Those of us here who will be linking up with
GaiaMind will be under the Full Moon holding the vision with you all.
Paradise <humanity in harmony with all beings> on Earth and throughout the
Universe.

Thank you for all your good work.




Subject:
Re: registration/timing Global Healing Prayer
Date:
Thu, 23 Jan 1997 10:21:28 -0600
From:
Harald Holler <harryth@sol.racsa.co.cr>
Organization:
personal

References:
1 , 2 , 3 , 4 , 5 , 6 , 7 , 8


Hi to both of you, Hi to all Crystals Mircales,

I will join in Costa Rica's Peace Univeristies prayers at 11:20 am.

I will start my meditation with the Great Spirit Prayer and than go into
a silent visualization of Lightwork.

I will use a crystal layout which maches the star the constellations
will from today. I will use clear quarz clusters and amethyst clusters.
The quarz and amethyst clusters will form light pyramids with the same
point as top which will be exactly at my crwon chakra during the
meditation. I will surroung myself with a celstite cluster and a smokey
quarz cluster in order to enhance spiritual contact to the planes and to
make it easier for manifestations to come into our plane.

I will hold a rainbow obsidian sphere in my hands during meditation in
order to bridge future, present and past.

I will than visualize two circles running out side and inside the
connection line between the clusters (planets). Those circles I will
visualize as lines of Blue Flames protecting me from negative forces
during prayers and meditation. I will visulize White Light emerging from
the clear quarz clusters and Purple Light emerging from the amethyst
clusters shooting to the pyramid top / my crown chakra.

>From the obsidian sphere I will visualize a beam of Golden Light
shivering like Mother Pearl in the sun entering my body and connecting
all chakras and grounding myself through the root chakra. Then I
visualize that Mother Earth reflects this beam from deep within in
shoots it right through my chakras to my crown chakra meeting the other
Lights and then shooting like a twisted beam of White, Purple and Golden
Light through my outer Chakras into space, connecting Earth to the whole
universe.

I visualize, too that before the beam leaves to space parts of the beam
will be split up in the ionosphere being sen around the globe like
covering, protecting, healing our Mother Earth.

Will send than my prayers for global healing.

I will than visualize the beam going back to Mother Earth and than
through my Chakras back to the obsidian sphere with all the information
stored during it's journey through space and spiritual planes with all
contacts made during the meditation.

I hope that the obsidian sphere will work like a record keeper and that
I can access parts of the huge data the light beam will have stored and
collected bit by bit during my regular meditations.

To close my meditation I will again speak the Great Spirit Prayer

During the meditation I will hve my headsets on listening to Mike
Oldfield's "Songs of a Distant Earth / Let their be Light!"

Just to let you know


My Love and Light, Joy and Laughter to you

Harald

========





The Great Spirit Prayer

O Great Spirit, whose voice in the wind I hear,
and whose Breath gives Life to all of the world,
Hear me!
Small and weak I am. Strength and Wisdom I need.
Make me to walk in beauty and in Sacred Manner.
Make my eyes ever behold the red and purple sunsets.
Make my hands and heart respect all that You have made.
Make my ears sharp to hear Your Voice or to receive
spiritual guidance, when I sincerely ask for a sign,
a vision, a dream, or a prayer answered.
Make me wise so that I may understand the things,
you have already taught my people.
Let me learn the lesson You have hidden
in every rock, leaf and herb.
I need Your strength, not to be greater than my brother or sister,
but to fight my greatest enemy, myself.
Make me always ready to treat my brothers, sisters,
and Mother Nature's creations as I want to be treated:
with love, justice, honor, dignity, integrity, and respect.
When life fades like the fading sunset, let my eyes be clear,
my hands and heart free of bloodshed, destruction, hatred,
or disrespect for Mother Earth,
so that my spirit may come to you without shame.

A HO!


reprinted with permision of:
SACRED RAINBOW CIRCLE FOUNDATION
& AMERICAN INDIAN HEALIING TEMPLE INC.
Kachinas Kutenai - Apache Medicine Woman, Founder/President/Chief
P.O.Box 26892, San Diego, CA 92196-0892
Phone: (619) 549-2835, Fax: (619) 549-8970, e-mail:
srcircle@earthlink.net