By Anna Von Reitz
As you can all appreciate, the past few months have been extremely "up and down" with the events standing like car wrecks along the path to a completely unknown future for most of the time. I called it a Trifecta -- the loss of our office space in Anchorage and disruption caused by Harold's illness, Jim's death, and the wrongful eviction.
And don't forget, Daniel Applegate of the DOJ forging my name on documents and prosecuting the "estate" of me, a living woman, who has made it abundantly clear on the public record that I am not any kind of public property or public trust or managed estate at all.
It has been "fun" in the extreme, but at the same time, we haven't missed a beat in the greater scheme of things. Our duty to this country and our countrymen hasn't slipped or wavered.
The old that is strong does not wither, deep roots are not touched by the frost....people ask me how we continue despite all of this being heaped on us at once, and I have to reply that this isn't our first rodeo. These criminals have been getting away with this kind of abuse and theft and coercion using False Pretenses, Impersonation, Forgery, and plain old Lies for sixteen decades, and guess what?
We are still here. And the Native Nations are still here. And the Truth is still here. And it will all still be here as long as the sun shines on the Earth.
You ask why we don't give up? All the leaders have already died, gone to Heaven, and returned. We are all NDEs. We have crossed over. We have returned. They can make their jokes about us being "lost" at sea and "returning from over the sea" but they don't know the seas we've crossed.
Once you have Bitten the Big One, it's all downhill from there, and when you "wake up" back on Terra Firma, just like Lazarus and the Roman Centurion's daughter, you are changed by the experience. In a way, you are softened and made humble and have a gentler heart; but in another way, you are strengthened and know the truth and are able to stand firm. The experience of Death is like a refiner's fire, turning iron into steel.
Every single one of us has had the Near Death Experience and some of us have died more than once. So. Anyone who ever thought that we were going to back down or be afraid or sit in a corner going "wah! wah! wah!" --- no, that's not going to happen.
It doesn't mean that I haven't been suffering and grieving and in miserable circumstances, I have. I have been in such trials before, too. When you see me all perky and making gentle wisecracks, it is the summation of a lifetime of challenges and sacrifices; you don't get where I am without passing through "many waters".
I know how to experience both loss and gratitude -- at the same time.
And I know how to keep fighting and pressing onward like the tide, untroubled by the wounding and the betrayals and the lies and the people who mindlessly serve as the tools of injustice. There are still flowers in the spring and birch forests in the summer.... fall leaves and winter snows and I am still going to rise up and say, glory to God in the highest, and on Earth, peace, goodwill toward men.
Yes, I am going to say that and mean that, as that has always been my message to you and to all mankind and that message is for all time and in all seasons and all weathers. Good news. Strength to the faint and food to the starving. Fresh water for those who thirst. Healing for those who suffer.
I have my place and see my face reflected in all those who are called, "Grandma". My arms are open to embrace all our children and our childrens' children. I am here to nurture and teach and care for and plant. I am here to care for the animals and their habitats.
This is what a Grandma does and this is your inheritance and the joy I bring to you, that you are now and you will always be, part of me, as I am part of you.
When I was a little girl I prayed my own prayer. Nobody taught it to me. I prayed to be blessed, because of course, everyone yearns for that --- but in the same breath, I prayed to be a blessing to others.
And I have been blessed in so many, many ways, despite all the pains and thefts and disappointments, the long nights, the moments of fear, the grief, the endless hours of work, work, work. Now comes the fulfillment of the rest of my prayer, that I might be a blessing to others.
I can feel the nearness of this answer, coming to me and through me like a thunderbolt, coming in ways that I could never imagine, never expect, yet unerring and true. You will receive the blessings I prayed to give you--- not to glorify myself, no, to give back your stolen inheritance, your freedom, and your joy--- all that, in the words of Thomas Jefferson, "Nature and Nature's God" meant for you and gave to you.
This Thanksgiving and Christmas Season will be very special for all of us in the American State Assemblies and for people all over the Earth. Take some time for the ceaseless demands of work and worry. Sit down. Breathe. Let your mind and body relax. Say, "thank you" to the waiting silence.
Think about the season, the turning of the year. Prepare yourself to receive blessings and peace and new beginnings. Counsel yourself to be patient, and kind, and lead with compassion; in some ways the battle has been won, but we each have our own private struggles to face: old traumas and insecurities, old injuries, things that haunt us that need to be released.
Say to yourselves, "I am here, now." And know that "now" is the only time there is. Let go of the past and dream the future into being.
There is a little time and space yet to be endured. Bear with me through the end.
Granna
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