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The History of Easter Eggs!

The History of Easter Eggs!  Click picture for full article
It’s common knowledge that Easter is a Christian celebration of Christ’s rising, but this holiday also has pagan origins. Where did the colored eggs, cute little bunnies, baby chicks, leg of lamb dinners, and lilies come from? They are all symbols of rebirth and the lamb was a traditional religious sacrifice.

Easter falls in the spring, the yearly time of renewal, when the earth renews itself after a long, cold winter. The word Easter comes to us from the Norsemen’s Eostur, Eastar, Ostara, and Ostar, and the pagan goddess Eostre, all of which involve the season of the growing sun and new birth. The Easter Bunny arose originally as a symbol of fertility, due to the rapid reproduction habits of the hare and rabbit.

Long hard winters often meant little food, and a fresh egg for Easter was quite a prize. Later, Christians abstained from eating meat during the Lenten season prior to Easter. Easter was the first chance to enjoy eggs and meat after the long abstinence.

The egg is nature’s perfect package. It has, during the span of
history, represented mystery, magic, medicine, food and omen. The
egg represents the rebirth of the earth. The long, hard winter is
over; the earth burst forth and is reborn just as the egg
miraculously burst forth with life. The egg, therefore, is believed
to have special powers.

It was buried under the foundations of buildings to ward off evil;
pregnant young Roman women carried an egg on their persons to
foretell the sex of their unborn children; French brides stepped
upon an egg before crossing the threshold of their new homes.

It is the universal symbol of Spring celebrations throughout the
world and has been dyed, painted, adorned and embellished in the
celebration of its special symbolism.

To many Pagans, the golden yolk represents the Sun God, while its
white shell is seen as the White Goddess and the egg as a whole
represents rebirth.

Traditionally, the eggs were marked with brilliant colors along with
various types of bands drawn upon them which represented the cycles
of life, death, and rebirth. Other symbols representing the triple
Goddess, the Sun, and such shapes as triangles, squares, circles,
and dots can usually be found. The drawing of special signs upon a
symbolic object as with the eggs is a form of magic, as is done
when creating a talisman or amulet.

Many condemn pagan traditions and yet so much of what is celebrated stems from these traditions. People are often surprised when I tell them that Native Americans are pagan in origin. The traditions are about celebrating The Creator and creation.

Whatever your beliefs are enjoy and celebrate them during this holy time and allow others to have freedom to celebrate what they believe.

Many blessings,
Cherokee Billie

My Body Does Not Like Daylight Savings Time!

My Body Does Not Like Daylight Savings Time! Click picture for article
I love the wisdom of the statement by this Human Being. From the time I was little I found that whenever the time changed in the year it would throw off my body. Of course I didn’t understand quite what it was doing when I was a child. As an adult I really started understanding how much it affected me body rhythm and it usually takes me about a month to achieve a state of balance once again.

Daylight saving time (DST) is a change in the standard time with the purpose of getting better use of the daylight by having the sun rise one hour later in the morning and set one hour later in the evening. Although it has only been used in the past hundred years.

I remember in the early 1970’s when there was an energy/fuel crisis and for a few years they stopped the time change. That’s when I realized fully how much the time change was affecting my body. I felt a lot better physically, mentally, and emotionally. I never understood why they implemented it once again.

It’s often been said because it helps farmers. Farmers are going to get up whenever the sun comes up no matter what the clock says.

Perhaps the intelligence behind these time changes understands that it throws off people’s natural body clock. I feel they want to keep people from their natural feelings.

I wonder how many other people go through what I feel when the time changes? I would appreciate if you would let me know what you think about it.

Thank you for reading my opinion on daylight savings time. By the way daylight savings time occurs this Sunday March 09, 2014.

Many blessings,
Cherokee Billie
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50 years of love from the Beatles to Us!

50 years of love from the Beatles to Us! Click to read the article
It was 50 years ago today that Sergeant Pepper brought the band to play. Wow, I remember 50 years ago as though it was yesterday. For those of us who were alive then we all know where we were Sunday night February 09, 1964. We were in front of our black and white televisions watching Ed Sullivan introduce the Beatles to America.

My entire life changed at that moment when I was twelve years old and the Beatles opened up the whole world for me. Their music turned me on so much that it was just like I had gone into another dimension. I understood the music and found it waking me up as though my previous twelve years I had been asleep. For me the world became filled with colors whereas prior it had been only in black and white.

For those of you who were not alive when the Beatles exploded across America you won’t easily understand the significance of their impact upon not only on America, but the entire world. They changed the way we dressed, looked, acted, spoke… and even our culture. The Beatles arrived in America just under three months after the assassination of President John Kennedy. This assassination had pulled America into a massive depression and the freshness and lively spirit of the Beatles was exactly what the country needed to revitalize itself.

The power of their music was definitely inspired and I believe that the Divine Spirit was working with them, to deliver the message of love to the world. A world which was in such chaos in the 1960’s and still is today.

The first time I saw their photograph John Lennon struck me as someone unique. My girlfriends all were in love with Paul McCartney. I was not in love with John, but when I heard him in interviews I loved his wit and I bought his first book, “In His Own Write” and found his humor to be the same as mine.

I was fortunate to live in Los Angeles and saw the Beatles in person three different times. It was a lasting memory. I followed the Beatles faithfully until their breakup and from there I continued to follow John and George’s music. But as always John seemed to be expressing the feelings that I had.

What inspires so many people about a lot of the music of the Beatles is, I think, that it makes them feel happy. It’s fantastic music and it evokes good feelings. She Loves You! Sergeant Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band! Hey Jude! Such enjoyable songs that inspire people around the world to join in and sing along with John, Paul, George, and Ringo.

I am glad that I was alive to experience Beatlemania full on as a teenager. Not only does their music bring me pleasure, but it reminds me of a time when my life was easier and more simple. I was safe and protected by my parents. My parents were quite special as they took me to the Hollywood Bowl to watch the Beatles the first time in 1964 and they waited patiently outside for me and they did the same the next two years that the Beatles came to Los Angeles.

So I send out all my loving to John, George, Ringo, and Paul for all that you contributed to my life and to the world. We love you yea, yea,yea,yea!

I will always love you guys,
Cherokee Billie

Memories From One Year Ago

If you are a victim of Rape, Do not keep quiet
Last year on February 4 one of the most traumatic events of my life occurred, I was robbed and raped. I don’t write a lot on my blog about my personal life, but this does not escape my memory. I remember that day well. Everything changed. Those of you that have been following me know that I am an invalid and this was unimaginable when I woke up at 4:30 AM to a knife in my side and a man on top of me with his other hand over my mouth. His first words were, “I’m going to kill you.” Calmly I replied, “Kill me.” He kept repeating this because I believe he wanted a scared reaction instead of my calm attitude and I kept answering him the same.

I could see that he had been in my room for quite some time as every cabinet and closet was opened. He had to be extremely quiet because I sleep lightly. I also could feel that he had taken my father’s wedding ring which was on a necklace around my neck. I knew I would never get it back and it was the only thing I had left of my father’s. I really was not afraid of dying. I was concerned about being cut up and permanently damaged.

Keeping my calm demeanor serenely I began praying out loud. This really aggravated him and he stuffed a scarf down my throat, but I continued to pray. He did what he wanted to do and left quickly because I could see that somehow he had become afraid. I believe it was because of all of the divine entities that came into my room at that time. I kept praying until I was positive he was gone.

Anyone who has been through a robbery/rape can relate to what I’m saying. Yes, I have healed in many ways, but I will always remember this incident. Thanks to a donation I was able to install a metal security door on my bedroom, so now it would be close to impossible to get into my room at night. Because of that security door I’m able to sleep without great concern.

For anyone who goes through an attack like this remain calm and pray because you will find help from beyond. I do not claim to be an expert on rape victims, but I know what worked for me.

I am a survivor of rape. It isn’t anyone’s job or right to call it legitimate or otherwise. I am standing up for all rape survivors. I’m One!

The bottom line to remember is: “You live, You win.”

Many blessings,
Cherokee Billie

Calling On All The Angels – Please R.S.V.P.

Calling On All The Angels - Please R.S.V.P.  Click picture to read article
Sometimes we know when our Spirituality is in crisis by the hollow feeling in the pit of our stomach. It feels like we are alone, and as if everyone has abandoned us. Probably the worst thing we can do is ignore it. It seems when we do this the following things happen;

• We eat too much mistaking loneliness for hunger.
• We over medicate with alcohol or drugs to make the hollow feeling go away.
• We mistake horniness for loneliness, and feel ripped off when orgasm leads to more hollow feeling.
• We gamble on extremes …..to fill empty feelings of ‘Loss.’.
• We become thrill seekers, toying with self sabotage or death to replace fear of life.
• We impulse shop for perfect shoes and clothing, cars or trinkets, and come home depressed and drained.

WHEN OUR ANGELS ARE SPEAKING TO US, HOW DO WE KNOW? R.S.V.P!

R.S.V.P. means “please reply.” Will you accept or decline your angels’ invitation?

• Our Angels speak silently, but powerfully.
• Our Angels speak through our gut. The hollow feeling within says loud and clear ‘PAY ATTENTION TO ME.’
• Food, gamboling, sex, thrill seeking are like placing our hands over our ears and singing ‘LA LA LA…I CAN’T HEAR YOU.’

HOW DO WE PAY ATTENTION TO OUR ANGELS?

• Anything that gives you time to reflect…….ponder……go within, is communication with your inner Angel.
• It can be 20 minutes sitting cross legged as you rock back and forth thinking nothing at all. [You are emotionally reaching within.]
• A half hour of Yoga in the morning alone, focusing within through stretches.
• Staring out a window with a cup of coffee is even a form of meditation with angels.

Click Here To View My Collection Of Angel Photographs.

33 years since John Lennon was assassinated, December 08, 2013.

The Last Photograph Taken of John Lennon Hours before His Assassination

The Last Photograph Taken of John Lennon Hours before His Assassination


For those who do not know much about John Lennon, here is a brief scenario (John Winston Lennon), October 09, 1940 – December 08, 1980. Born in Liverpool, England John was a member of the Beatles, a prolific songwriter, and also had a successful solo career. He was shot and killed as he entered his apartment building in New York City. He was 40. John Lennon was the first celebrity assassinated.

It is hard to believe that it has been 33 years since one of the beacons of light that shined upon our consciousness and our world was extinguished. John Lennon touched the lives of so many people with his music, his strong views about peace, and stopping war. He was willing to expose all parts of himself the good and the not so good. Yet, he always remained true to himself.

I was twelve years old when the Beatles came to America, and I was immediately drawn to the humor of John Lennon. He demonstrated his intelligence in any interview given. The music of the Beatles was magic at that time, and it certainly lit a fire under me that has not extinguished to this day. I was fortunate to see the Beatles perform live three times fortunately I was close to the stage the last time I saw them, and it was indescribable.

John was always the most outspoken, and, at one point in 1966, he was condemned in the United States because of stating that the Beatles were more popular than Jesus. He was not saying that they were greater than Jesus but just that their popularity extended farther. It was the truth at that time. From then on he received death threats and was told that he would be assassinated during their 1966 United States tour. This is one of the main reasons the Beatles stopped performing live.

Fame was a great pressure on John, and he looked for other avenues to explore having conquered the world. He discovered LSD and used it to open up his creativity. From there he discovered meditation and went to India to practice and learn from a master. He met Yoko Ono, and they fell in love even though they were both married at the time. He felt Yoko was his soul mate, and they were together until the end of his life.

They started a movement for peace and love. He gained new world recognition for his peace movement and his views against all wars. He expressed his views through his music and many people paid attention. His goal was to have people get along and follow the path of love and peace. For a time John went into seclusion, but in 1980 he was making a comeback with a new album, the first in five years, and ready to get back into his many causes.

Unfortunately there was a man who was jealous of John’s fame and success and decided that he could obtain some fame by killing John Lennon. And on a cold December night he did the unthinkable.

I was driving in my car when I heard the announcement of his death on the radio; it was surreal. Was I having a nightmare? I kept changing the radio channels, and the news was the same that someone had murdered John in cold blood. How could John Lennon be killed so senselessly? The irony of his violent death shocked the world. This man, who had delivered so many messages of love and peace, had been taken out in such a violent manner; it was just unthinkable.

Rather than dwell on his murder I want to remember all that he did in his short 40 years. He definitely kept me aware of what was going on in the world through his music and his peaceful demonstrations. He gave a voice to the consciousness that so many were feeling and unable to find the words or ways to express it. John did.

Ironically he was killed on the birthday of Jim Morrison, singer, songwriter, and poet of The Doors, who if he would have lived would be 70 years old this year. So many brilliant men have gone, but their words and music live on.

Each year new people discover John Lennon for the first time. In Havana, Cuba, they have a wonderful bronze statue of John Lennon sitting casually on a park bench as though he is observing those who pass by. Recently a teenager in another country asked me if I knew who John Lennon was. I just had to smile at that question.

Worldwide he is loved. His legacy will never be forgotten.

John Lennon will be remembered and his life celebrated at the free-to-the-public annual John Lennon Memorial Gathering. The event starts at 2 p.m. Dec. 8 at his Hollywood Walk of Fame star in front of the Capitol Records Tower Building at 1750 North Vine Street in Hollywood. Chris Carter, radio host of “Breakfast With the Beatles” in Los Angeles, will join with longtime peace activist Jerry Rubin and Lennon star polisher Dennis Garling to lead a “Give Peace a Chance” group candle lighting ceremony.

Thank you for everything you left us John and we will try to keep delivering your message of peace. With love, Cherokee Billie

To View My Collection Of Photographs And Music From John Lennon And The Beatles Click Here!

So This Is Christmas by John Lennon

Jim Morrison’s 70th birthday December 08, 2013.

The Spirit of Jim Morrison

The Spirit of Jim Morrison


Wow, it’s hard to fathom Jim Morrison at 70 years of age. There are some people that come in to this world who are not meant to be here for long periods of time and Jim Morrison was one of them. He was an old soul and knew this at a young age when most children are still playing games.

Whatever Jim did he gave it 100 percent of himself. He never compromised who he was for anyone, despite the enormous pressure on him once he became famous. He was a true free spirit, who lived his life the way that he wanted to.

Some of you may know the music of The Doors and not be aware of the many volumes of poetry that Jim Morrison wrote. He really wanted to be a filmmaker and he was making a movie called HWY that never got completed. I am enclosing the video below so that you can see how unlimited his talent was.

Many people try to give an opinion of who or what Jim Morrison was in life, but I believe that he kept a lot of who he really was to himself. He gave so much of himself as an artist that he had to have a little bit reserved for him.

There was far more to Jim Morrison then just being a rock superstar. Let me show you what I mean.

At a young age he was exposed to shamanism and throughout his life realized he was a spiritual teacher. To many he did not come across as such, but when you read his writings and study his life you realize this man saw spiritual truths and tried to convey them through his music, poetry, and performance.

According to Jim Morrison, one of the most important events of his life occurred when he was a child in 1949, during a family road trip in New Mexico, when he and his parents and grandmother came across the scene of an accident in the desert. Jim realized the Native Americans were bleeding to death and was afraid. He came to believe that the souls of the newly-dead Indians were running around, “freaked out,” and that one had leaped into him. This experience greatly influenced the content of his songs, poems, and interviews.

As Jim Morrison said of poetry:
“Real poetry doesn’t say anything, it just ticks off the possibilities… opens all doors you can walk through any one that suits you. If my poetry aims to achieve anything, it’s to deliver people from the limited ways in which they see and feel.”

Greatness was thrust upon him at an early age; he was a superstar by 22. Despite this he never had the trappings of the newly rich. He never owned a car or a house. He lived in $10.00 a night motel rooms and only owned a few clothes and books. He lived a simplistic lifestyle, because it was enough being a superstar. The other members of The Doors at this time all had homes and cars.

The pressures of being a rock star was overwhelming for Jim Morrison and ultimately he used excessive amounts of alcohol and drugs to kill the pain of not being the free spirit that he was before stardom. Sometimes we get trapped by our life and don’t know how to undo the web’s that surround us.

I am grateful that he graced this world for a moment, but he will always live on.
Some may say that he burnt out, but to burn out you first have to be on FIRE!

Sending you lots of love on the anniversary of your birthday Jim. Cherokee Billie

Click Here to See My Collection of Photographs and Music of Jim Morrison.

Touch Me By The Doors

Video of the uncompleted film HWY starring Jim Morrison.

Remembering President John Kennedy 50 Years Later

Remembering President John Kennedy 50 Years Later. By Cherokee Billie. Click picture to read article
For those of us who were alive in 1963 we can never forget Friday November 22, 1963. President Kennedy was greatly loved by so many and it was unbelievable that he could be cut down so quickly.

I was twelve years old and in junior high school when the announcement came over the intercom stating that the President had been shot. Everyone in the class got very quiet. Not much was said. An hour later the announcement came that the President was dead. It was difficult to believe because he was such a likable man. The teachers started crying and yet we stayed in school. Back then in Los Angeles California they didn’t send us home, even when it was a major tragedy. That afternoon when my mother picked me up at school I asked her if she had heard about the president being dead, of course she had.

All of us as a nation stayed by our television or radio and watched and listened to all of the events and information as it came through. The funeral was one of the saddest moments of my young life.

I posted a memoir yesterday about my getting to vote for John Kennedy in the election because he really was dynamic. He brought vitality into government. Prior to him running for president all of government seemed boring to me. He made me want to become involved in my country and helping others. One of the great legacies he left behind was the Peace Corps, which to this day still helps people in other countries as well as helping Americans understand other cultures. His speeches were so profound and they were recorded and made into records and I bought each one of them as they were released. To this day his speeches resonate with people.

President Kennedy inspired all of us young people to be better than we were and I think that is a beautiful legacy to leave behind.

Amazingly his death had been predicted hundreds of years previously by the great prophet Nostradamus.

In a prophecy indexed 1 Q26, Nostradamus in 1555 wrote:
“The great man will be struck down in the day by a thunderbolt.
The evil deed predicted by the bearer of a petition.”

President John Kennedy was shot shortly after twelve noon 50 years ago in Dallas Texas. In Nostradamus day guns had not been invented so it makes sense that he would see it as a thunderbolt. Jeane Dixon, one of the foremost prophets of modern times, earned international notoriety for predicting JFK’s assassination as early as 1956. The last month before he was killed she repeatedly tried to get the message to him to be careful that he was about to be assassinated. I believe the “bearer of the petition” was Ms. Dixon. Nostradamus may have chronicled her unsuccessful attempt to forewarn the president.

Nostradamus was an incredible prophet, it is amazing to see how he visualized something centuries ahead and it points out that some things are destined to happen.

For me it seems like these events happened yesterday. I would like people to remember what a great impact John Kennedy had upon the American people. Generations that have followed cannot quite understand what he represented at the time. There will never be another one like him.

A Childhood Memory – Billie’s First Vote

A Childhood Memory - Billie’s First Vote. Click picture to read my memoir about voting for John Kennedy.
I was excited to be going with my mother to vote before elementary school. It is November 1960, and I was nine years old, and the presidential race has been very heated. Richard Nixon the current vice president is running against John Kennedy.

My parents are backing John Kennedy for President. He is controversial because of being Roman Catholic and very young. I really like John Kennedy. He looks and acts so exciting. He has a beautiful young wife and a daughter. He is nothing like boring old President Eisenhower. Every day in social studies we had to read about Eisenhower.

My friend, Shirley, had been teasing me for many months about John Kennedy. Shirley would sing, “Nixon’s in the White House ready to be elected. Kennedy’s in the trash can ready to be collected.” Shirley would sing this over and over in a mocking tone.

Whatever my parents think is right is what I believed. Television is my best friend, being an only child, and every day I would see famous movie stars talking about John Kennedy. So I am positive that he would be the best president the country had ever seen. How could Frank Sinatra be wrong?

This is my first remembrance of going to the polling booth. Election day my mother drives to a house not far from where we live. There are United States flags stuck in the ground indicating that there is a polling booth on the property. My mother and I follow the flags around the side of the house to the garage. Inside of the garage many people are gathered around a folding table similar to those in the cafeteria at school. My mother approaches the Lady sitting behind the table and states her name. After signing a big book my mother is given an envelope with instructions from the Lady, “You just go behind the booth curtain over there and place your vote.”

A coarse burlap curtain covers the rickety homemade booth. Mama pushes aside the curtain and we enter the booth together. I observe the rough wood planks inside the booth making sure that I do not pick up a splinter. My mother pulls the voting card out of the envelope and shows it me. “See where it says John Kennedy? All you have to do is take this rubber stamp, ink it, and place the X in the box next to John Kennedy’s name. Do you understand this?”

“Yes, can I do this?”

“Sure, no one will know that you did this. You will get to know what it’s like to vote.”

“Okay.” Carefully I ink the stamp and place the X in the box for John Kennedy. “That was so exciting. Is he now president?” I asked my mother.

“No, we have to wait for all the votes to come in. We won’t know until tomorrow who is elected president. Don’t tell anybody that you placed this vote. This will be our secret.” Together we exit the booth. Mama places the envelope through a slot in a secured box. She then takes me to school.

First thing the next morning I see on television that John Kennedy has been elected president. I felt great pride in the fact that I had voted for him. I was excited to be living in the greatest country in the world with a dynamic young new leader.

I wanted to share this precious memory in recognition of the 50th anniversary of the assassination of President John Kennedy. I am grateful that he graced our planet.

Why Are Black Cats Considered Unlucky?

Why Are Black Cats Considered Unlucky?
How did black cats become associated with bad luck, and with Halloween traditions?

Every year when people begin putting out their Halloween decorations, and we start dressing our homes for Samhain, inevitably the image of the black cat comes up. It’s usually portrayed with its back arched, claws out, and occasionally wearing a jaunty pointed hat. Local news channels warn us to keep black cats inside on Halloween just in case the local hooligans decide to get up to some nasty hijinks.

But where did the fear of these beautiful animals come from? Anyone who lives with a cat knows how fortunate they are to have a cat in their life — so why are they considered unlucky?

Divine Cats:
The ancient Egyptians honored cats of every color. Cats were mighty and strong, and held sacred. Two of the most amazing goddesses in the Egyptian pantheon were Bast and Sekhmet, worshipped as long ago as 3000 b.c.e. Family cats were adorned with jewelry and fancy collars, and even had pierced ears. If a cat died, the entire family went into mourning, and sent the cat off to the next world with a great ceremony. For thousands of years, the cat held a position of divinity in Egypt.

The Witch’s Familiar:
Around the time of the Middle Ages, the cat became associated with witches and witchcraft. Around the late 1300′s, a group of witches in France were accused of worshipping the Devil in the form of a cat. It may be because of the cat’s nocturnal nature that it became connected to witches — after all, night time was the time they held their meetings, as far as the church was concerned.

Contemporary Cats:
Around the time of World War Two, when the American tradition of Halloween as trick-or-treat time really got underway, cats became a big part of the holiday decoration. This time around, however, they were considered a good luck charm — a black cat at your door would scare away any evil critters that might come a’calling.

Most people are far less superstitious today than they were in the Middle Ages, but the black cat remains part of our late October decor.

Black Cat Folklore and Legends:
Sixteenth-century Italians believed that if a black cat jumped on the bed of an ill person, the person would soon die.

In Colonial America, Scottish immigrants believed that a black cat entering a wake was bad luck, and could indicate the death of a family member.

The Norse goddess Freyja drove a chariot pulled by a pair of black cats.

A Roman solder killed a black cat in Egypt, and was killed by an angry mob of locals.

Appalachian folklore said that if you had a stye on the eyelid, rubbing the tail of a black cat on it would make the stye go away.

If you find a single white hair on your otherwise-black cat, it’s a good omen.

In England’s border countries and southern Scotland, a strange black cat on the front porch brings good fortune.

As an animal totem the black cat is the keeper of secrets, gatekeeper; when black cat crosses your path she is telling you to stay aware, as something very powerful is coming into your life: be ready to recognize it and receive it.

I have a black cat and she is one of the most intelligent animals I have ever had the privilege of living with. Her intelligence, understanding, compassion, and kindness is beyond compare. So those of you that have I lovely black cat know what I’m talking about.

If you have a black cat please make sure you keep them protected on Halloween.

Many blessings,
Cherokee Billie

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