Niwot Spirit Council

I spent this morning in deep reunion with the Spirit Council of the Niwot Elders. Amazing Beings.They shared their truth with me.
All is sanctified in the Circle of Truth. The Great Father created all before the world began. The world is the sacred circle and all in it are given the truth of sacred life. Nothing can be taken without permission and none owns anything but their own soul.
Everything you touch keeps a drop of your soul and you keep a drop of its. In this way all are connected and continue even after many lives.
The white man came as pestilence sent to destroy the arrogance of the tribes that broke the circle of sacred truth. But the earth will always be sacred and never die. The tribe still continues to perform the sacred rituals of the Father and each living child of the world still walks on sacred soil.
None can be here without permission and none have asked.
Those who came took without permission and all was destroyed. Everything they create is without sacred truth and will crumble to ash.
The white man treads the earth wearing shoes so his soul cannot enter the soil. This is as the Father willed it. The earth does not want the soul of the white man in its sacred soul. When the white man is gone nothing will remain and the truth will return.
All that we do as seekers of the true knowledge is sacred work but we have not been sanctified on this earth. So even this will pass from here unless we seek permission of the Father and all his creations.
For all the animals and trees, water and sky all are his children and each belongs to him and him only. It is only the humans of the tribe that must learn to live the sacred path and the Sanctified Life.
For all is in Him and the souls of the living depart to him and he returns them to their reward, into the bear and the beaver, the bison and the fish, the birds and the horse, the trees and the deer. All are our brothers and sisters of the sacred soul and none want or suffer. yet the end comes even in the midst of plenty and he reaps what he has sown. All waits in the great soul of the earth for the springtime to return.