Spirit Journey of Discovery

November 2009

Vancouver, British Colombia – CANADA

Marysville, Washington – UNITED STATES

 by Melanie Molin co-founder of  NCCF

Once again the Spirit had us journeying on wards to the west side of Turtle Island. However, this was to be something different and more awesome for me. The Life Giver is doing amazing stuff in these days and is breaking down the walls causing us to come closer to each other. Allowing us to boast in the Creator’s love towards us, He gave me an understanding that He is coming back to make good on His investments which He had entrusted us with, and me, I am bring mine out!

He has deposited in each of us talents, and the talents I have is not mine to bury anymore. We were given an identity - our cultural DNA sort of speak- from God when He created us; He didn’t want us to follow someone else’s way but our own unique and distinct way, being proud of it.  My talents are, I am an artisan, I create Royal Robes for God’s ambassadors guided by divine inspiration and visions to best reflect their calling. With my drum I sing praises onto Him in thanks giving using the very tools my ancestors of ancient of days used. I am so thankful He has given me renewed life, clothing me in Royal Robes of Righteousness and joy.

 

My Spirit Journey commenced on the west side of Turtle Island. For me, as I opened in song for my Creator I new something was going to be different this time. With His comforting Spirit I sensed His presents and broke down weeping while beating my drum crying, “Our Father”.  I have come to understand that as a Cree woman from northern Manitoba I need not be ashamed, for it is He that has called me into this circle. He will direct my path on this good road. Wow! 

Let me introduce myself, my name is Melanie Rose Molin. My maiden name is “Bighetty” which was a mispronunciation by the new comers and originally was pronounced “Pi-h-ki-tiw” which means “Smouldering Smoke”. The same for my community also “Pukatawagan” which means “Pakitawakan” – where one lifts nets. With this new season Creator has given me a new name; one scribed in the heavens, “Flying Eagle Spirit Woman”. Now this is a unique name which He gave me. Since no one over the years was able to smother the fire or smoke that Creator had lit within me, and having come from a place where one lifts nets, my Creator caught me in His net and has given me my new spirit name, “Flying Eagle Spirit Woman”.  Since then I have taken to the winds on numerous Spirit Journeys traveling the globe giving glory to my Maker. Placing him deeply in my spirit He has caused me to soar to new heights one could only dream of. AWESOME!

It was through this Spirit Journey that He has shown me we have a witness in the heavenly realms cheering us on. My grandson Bryden Dancing Leaf has made his journey and since gone home early. In April of 2009 with too many signatures to simply ignore Creator has revealed to us that he is one of those witnesses above and will be one of those dancers ushering all those invited to the Great and Awesome Feast.

On this last journey with memories of Bryden still too fresh, I broke down and wept when someone inspired by the Spirit gave me a beautiful gift of a Maple Leaf coin with emerald colors and a diamond tear drop falling from the leaf. To be given such a gift from one who didn’t know our history speaks of Creator’s careful considerations to send His Spirit to announce that a new precious jewel had recently arrived in heaven.

I believe that we are on the threshold of an explosion here on Turtle Island. As our warriors come into a place of understanding on where the real battle is, one fought in spirit and not in flesh. Embarking on Spirit Journeys they are becoming once more alive, rising from the ashes and being given new Royal Robes to lend themselves to renewed dignity and honour.

 

My Spirit Journey’s have exposed me to many wonderful people, places and things that just too awe-inspiring to describe. Besides how do you speak of the wind, how it feels and where it goes? People of different Tribes, Nations and tongues are seeing that our ways weren’t all evil, the Life Giver is bringing us out once again; we had been buried too long and He is breathing new life back into our bones. Those who have been last shall be first and the first shall be last. I don’t belong to a church built by man but by the Spirit; I am a dictated obedient servant for my Maker, passionate in following his footsteps, they are my “Spirit Journeys”. I have come to understand that we are not missionaries rather Ambassadors of the good things to come.

We are on an amazing journey, an adventure, like the Amazing Race throughout the world, but one guide by Ancient of Spirit. 

  Flying Eagle Spirit Woman

Melanie Rose Molin

Mathias Colomb Cree Nation