This is the first entry in my book entitled “The Diary of White Buffalo”

April 29, 2009

I am White Buffalo, and this is the story of how I became known as this.  My first encounter with the light was difficult, one with many battles against dark forces and many blessed events that took me down a path of righteousness.  My pride in my faith and in my people could never be overshadowed by the strongest of lights.

            The basis of my writings will be my continuing struggle ridding the darkness, not just around myself but also that which are in others.  I am here to educate all who are willing to receive and understand the steps that must be taken in order to live a life in peace, love, and serenity.

            Darkness fell upon me at birth, and it continued throughout my life, giving me many struggles and trials.  Nonetheless, I allowed myself the opportunity to overcome those painful events caused by the darkness.  Satan attacks us in all areas of our lives.  I was no exception. In fact, I was a prime target for Satan; he sought pleasure in tormenting me in my life.

            More recently, I had been directly attacked by the darkness after I was told of who I was to become by the Holy Blessed Mother Virgin Mary.  She took me under her protective wing and taught me the secrets to living a life with happiness, which I will share with all of you.

            My face-to-face war with Satan began in the spring of 2008, when I reached up to the Holy Blessed Mother Virgin Mary for guidance.  That moment spawned the first battle between good and evil around me, and I was involved in a war wherein I am still eagerly, willingly, and proudly fighting.  It was the fight that strengthened me and cemented the relationship I have with the Holy Blessed Mother.

            I am American-Indian.  I will not share which tribe, for all tribes are my family. Understand that I am not here just for the Indian tribes; I am here to reach out to all people of all races.  I am here to help all of our Father’s children.  They are precious to Him and to me.

            I have been a Christian all of my life, and it is Jesus who I consider as my Lord and Savior, for it is He who has protected me through my fight against the darkness, for it is He who has taught me to fight with the strength of a mighty warrior, for it is He who loves me more than any other, I will go forth and do His bidding with the holy family in my heart, in my soul, and by my side.  They have presented me with this amazing mission in my life, and I have accepted wholeheartedly.

            I turned to the holy family during the dark times in my life, having been through so many difficulties.  It was my faith in the holy family that gave me strength to leave my original life, being amongst all of those in the secular world, to become a living individual walking in righteousness.

            I hope you will understand, after reading this book, that my walk is a peaceful one, with the intent to help my people restore their hearts and souls with love and enlightenment through prayer.

            This past year, for me, has been filled with wonderful, divine experiences as I prepared to come forth.  I experienced many dark encounters with Satan and his evil spirits.  I successfully fought and overcame all that was dark around me.  I am proud to say that it was my rite of passage, and I now stand before you a righteous woman of the light.    

            My life’s mission is to help all of you to pray and to teach you to fight the darkness in your life and in the lives of those around you.  I will reveal the awesome experiences I have been blessed with and also give you inspirational words of enlightenment.  I’m hoping that this book will touch you and help you deal with life’s challenges in a positive way.  The holy family is here for us to help us find the peace, serenity, and contentment we need in our lives.  This world offers us no comfort; we will find the comfort that we need from our holy family.

I NEVER THOUGH SOUP WAS GENETIC

My father was an interesting character.  Handsome to a fault, for certain and musically gifted.  The two gifts, I’m sure you will agree, caused drama for everyone who know him.  He was funny, when he wanted to be, and stubborn when he was angry.  As for me, I only grasped the good genes from him (Lol).  Anyone who know my father and I would have to agree that we were two alike, but from different worlds.  He was irritatingly frugal, and I promised myself I would never be that way.  He would get up at the crack of dawn and be the first to enter the sliding glass doors of the grocery store and have the pick of the litter of the ‘last chance’ items.  He would bring home vegetables so close to death you would just shack you head and move on in your life – terrifying, for sure.  He would bang the pots and pans in the kitchen, while singing (slightly off key, due to too many years on the road with the band) Mariachi style.  Maybe he spent .50cent on those deathly vegetables, but he could live on the soup that he made from them all week long.  So, how can this ever be genetic, you might be asking right about now.  Well, let me tell you.   This once frugal, garage selling addict somehow rubbed off on me.  When that happened, I can’t tell you.  I would have to venture to speculate and conclude that it happened around the time I had kids.  Man!!!  They are expensive.  Now, he’s gone, and today I find myself looking forward to YARD SALE SATURDAYS and I love making soup.  I never eat it before.  My mother didn’t make it (I was raised with her until he came into my live when I was in my 20s).  Today’s topic was inspired by my buffet of soups (chicken noodle, cream of chicken, and French onion – all homemade) that I made for my kids.  It made thank of him, miss him, love him, and want to share. May your day be filled with warm memories of your father.   Blessings.

White Buffalo

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Learn to Make God Laugh

Today and always, Christ has been there to save me. For those of you who know of me and of my history, you know how important that is to me. I have felt the breath of death on my soul in my fight against the dark forces. The breath was nowhere near strong enough to consume me, for Christ was there with me, always. My spiritual journey with Christ is something that is not only enjoyed, but needed. My soul needs Him close to me. When He pulls gently away, I cry. He is the beat in my heart and I need to be in a state of never-ending prayer. Not a moment goes by in my day when I don’t include Father Creator/Christ. He is my best friend and my closest confidant. He speaks to me all day long. I love that about Him. He never strays; always stays. I understand Him. When most would approach Him in strict reverence, I make Him laugh. I like that the most. Remember that when you pray. There are times to be reverent and always be respectful, but learn to make Him laugh.

Career Minded People Need God, Too

Let tell you a little about me. I am a 49 year old woman, who was once a career minded and money driven person. I was like most of those out there today working for the paycheck. I wanted the big house, the nice clothes, and the expensive car. I was very well put together with the nail appointments and the expensive makeup purchases. All of that went away in an instant. Within a 6month time span, I lost my income, my marriage, my business, I almost lost my life, I lost my mother, and I lost my home. I lost everything, and was homeless for 2 ½ years with three children. It was during this time when I reached for Heavenly Father for guidance. He provided for me and my children a place to stay. I was then thrown into a spiritual world that awakened my senses, and delivered unto me a great torment with little discernment. Looking back I understand the reason for lack of understanding. I know now that Father teaches through visions and not through words. He gives us visions to work out and to contemplate for greater understanding and longevity in the knowledge. The lesson has greater impact on us, and will stay forever when we learn from Father in this way, but back then there was such misunderstanding and torment. I just didn’t know what I was being taught. I would spend all of my time with Him in my spiritual lessons: all day, all afternoon, and all night. My sleep was seldom and interrupted consistently. This, too, had a significant purpose in my learning. I need to have a frosty mind, much like those on the frontlines of a battlefield. There is a need to remain ‘frosty.’ The mind needed to be active in order to take in all of the information that Father was giving me, and in doing so, it became overwhelmed and under-rested. And so it was like this for 6years, until 5 days ago. I’ve had little sleep over the last 6 years, it wasn’t just the lessons, but the attacks from the dark forces that were there as part of the lessons. From the beginning, I was beaten, choked, pushed, kicked and tormented in ways that no one can understand. It has now passed and my discernment is greater. God has gifted me with much from the beginning. I stood fearless face-to- face with the Dark One many times relying upon the divine to protect and guide me. The dark forces united against me, as they can against you. They tried to intercede, while Father patiently continued in His teachings. He was preparing for my journey to help others in need. It’s always amazing to me the steps the dark forces will take to interrupt that which is good and holy. When we have strength in our hearts with the desire to do God’s will, we can never be stalled in our mission. Remember that as you go about your day today. Never allow the dark forces to intercede that which is intended for you by God. Always allow God to lead you in all of your journeys, big and small. Carry Him with you all day. Pray that He will guide you in the small decisions of the day, for they are the most important. If you focus on the smallest of decisions (issues), the larger issues will dissolve away. It’s much like the old saying, “Watch your pennies, the dollars will take care of themselves.” Blessings.

Rev. White Buffalo

Welcome To My Supernatural World

I am an Indian woman who has experiences that are divine, and some that are what you would call VERY supernatural.  I am a gift woman, who is a prophetess.  Father Creator speaks through me, and He has gifted me with great insight.  He has also spent the last 6 years with me teaching me of His ways and of the many secrets of the universe. You must be asking yourself, ‘Why her.’  Will I ask that question every day.  I don’t know the answer.  I tell Father all of the time that I am a simple woman (an ex-realestate agent who was greatly affected by the market crash like everyone else.), who has fallen and needed help recovering. It was this time of loss in my life when I reached for Father Creator for guidance and for discernment.  It was immediate, the attacks from the demons.  I was not moved to fear, as you would expect, as I WOULD HAVE EXPECTED, but no.  I sat fearless the first time I was beaten by the demon when I was praying.  He/they would beat my head causing my head to be forced to the right and to the left, not feeling much pain in the attack, and not feeling the blunt force trauma, but my head would react as each blow struck me.  I refused to stop praying and there I would fix myself steadfast in prayer completely unaffected by their attacks and unmovable in my devotion to my time with Father.   It wasn’t long after the first attack when the darkness and it’s unmistakable negative charges in the area made its debut.  It started in my bedroom and moved in like a cloud, hovering over me like a mist of sorrow, fear, and anger.  I lifted my hand up into the dark cloud and I could feel its anger and horror touch the skin on my hand.  I was sickened by the feeling, but still unafraid.  I commanded the dark force to leave in the name of Christ.  I then went to my box of herbs.  I searched for my white sage and abalone shell.  I lit the small bundle and blew out the flame.  It’s smoke was welcomed by my senses.  I then went through my home starting with the front door.  I made the sign of the cross and each entrance and every window including all closets in my cleansing.  I went clockwise throughout my home and said my prayers in my spirit language.  The cloud of evil left my presence, but not for long.

Life Begins With God

We are forever plagued with the endless decisions of the day. You know the ones; the mindless ones. The ones that govern over what appears to be extremely important. ’What color of shoes do I wear?’ ‘What shirt do I choose to match with my favorite skirt?’ ‘What make-up do I wear?’ “What do I do with my hear?’ These are the first difficult decisions most of us make before we start our day. Why, I must ask, are these decisions the most important?. For most, they seem to be. God tells us not to worry over such things. When God is at the center of our lives, these decisions are not a staple in our daily life. We no longer are bound by them, they simply are not important.

It always amazes me when I look back upon my life and reflect upon the changes that Father Creator has made in me. I no longer want for things with lustful eyes. I use to want the nicest clothes and the finer things that others where blessed with. I wasn’t one who used credit cards. I didn’t like them then, and I don’t like then now, so purchasing things relied solely upon what was existing in my bank account. Needless to say, I didn’t spend enough for lack of funds.

I was rarely happy in all facets of my life: my romantic life, my financial life, my career, and my social life. Now, after several years in constant prayer and in the giving of my heart to God, the Father, I no longer want what so plagued me before. My heart is content, and that is a true sign of Godliness. When we draw nearer to Him, we become sanctified – or at least the process of sanctification begins- this is pleasing to Him. He wants us to be like He is – holy.

Over these last several years, my time with God, I have given up much freely for Him. Surely, this was a test of love and devotion and faith. I gave up the wealth that I acquired over 30 years for Him (I am certainly not suggesting that you do the same unless you pray and are led to. This was just what I was led to do). It wasn’t as much as most may have had, but the rewards that He has bestowed upon me is far greater than any other. I am pleased in the heart and in the soul with the treasures He has placed there within. That is what I hope to inspire you to discover today – the treasures within that He blesses you with. If, by chance, there are little treasures there – little joy, little love, little happiness – then it is time for you to reach for Him. I started with an hour a day of prayer. Try and you will truly be amazed, too. Give yourself many days of prayer. You need to establish the relationship with Him. You need to know Him, for He already knows you. Tell Him about your day, about the things that are on your mind. Tell Him of the troubles that you have worried about, and then give those troubles to Him. Speak to Him as if you are speaking to your best friend. In prayer, worry less about being reverent and more about being who you are. If who you are is unpleasing to God, He will gently and quietly change you. You will always be happy with all changes He makes within you. I know this to be true. My joy and happiness grows with every passing day, welcoming every gentle change He makes in me.

Blessings,

Rev. White Buffalo

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