A Voice Loud as Thunder

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The Voice of Thunder

The First Night

“You need voice loud as thunder!”
These are the first words my friend, Kathleen, channels from the one in spirit, who later becomes our friend. He’s the beginning of our work in serving those who are earthbound. In the beginning we have no idea where this path will lead us. Who is this man and why is he here?
It’s a cool, crisp, breezy evening on October 23, 1998. Kathleen and I are sitting inside my car in a church parking lot. We’re parked across the street from an old house in Rancho Cucamonga, California. In the past few weeks, we’ve felt ourselves being drawn to this house. Could this be the site we’re seeking for a healing center? Is this God’s plan for us? We’ve come here to pray for guidance.
Again, Kathleen repeats the words, “You need voice loud as thunder.” Kathleen has the gift to see and hear those in spirit.
I ask, “What are you talking about?” I’m confused. She had been speaking to an angel about the availability of the house, and now she’s telling me something about thunder.
Kathleen says, “There’s a very large Native American man standing directly in front of the car. His head is thrown back with his bare chest thrust forward. I get the feeling he wants to impress us with his large size. He’s holding his arms up toward the sky and pounding his fists in the air. The wind’s blowing his hair all around his head.”
Again, he cries out, “You need voice loud as thunder!”
Kathleen is allowing him to speak through her so I can hear his words.
Who is this man, and why is he here?
Kathleen says, “What do your words mean? We don’t understand.”
He explains, “Thunder is the voice of Creator, speaking truth loud and clear, for all to hear. I have used these words with others who have come here to chase me away. They come with their black books [Bibles], pushing them in my face. They command me to leave. ‘Be gone in the name of Jesus,’ they shout. When I approach them with truth, they scatter like crows screaming in the wind. You need to speak with Creator’s voice. Proclaim your truth loud and clear for all to hear.”
Are these words a prophecy of what is to come? Why do we need voice loud as thunder?

For anyone reading this, we speak to you now with voices loud as thunder. Let us awaken dear ones if we sleep spiritually. We can awaken to the voice of God, the voice of Truth. The message of this book is for those of us with ears that will hear.

“Why have you come?” he demands.
We explain our intentions for a healing center where people can come for spiritual retreats, classes, and different forms of healing work. As we talk, he moves closer to us, and we can feel him observing our spiritual energies. We invite him to look into our hearts, since we have nothing to hide.
In the spirit realm where he exists, energy can be seen. We are aware that he can observe the energy of our feelings.
He says, “I thought you would run in fear, but I can see you have big hearts for love.”
We don’t know why we aren’t afraid of this man. We only feel love and compassion for him. We offer introductions, but he doesn’t want to know our names. He won’t tell us his name either.
I ask him, “Why do you stay in this place?”
He shows Kathleen a vision of this area as it was when he walked the earth in a physical form. She sees crops growing and aqueducts flowing with water from the mountains. There are men, women, and children involved in their daily activities. Where an intersection is today, Kathleen sees a ceremonial circle—a sacred gathering place—was located there during his lifetime.
We find it interesting that in our present day there are two churches at opposite corners of this intersection, and the old house sits on another corner. This was a sacred space in the day of the Native American Indians and continues to be a place of worship.
Our new friend then shows Kathleen a regiment of white men coming, carrying a red triangular flag. She views a battle where many are killed, including women and children. Blood is shed on both sides. This is the final day for him and his people.
We can feel his pain and realize this is the reason why he lingers and feels he can’t leave. What is the rest of his story? We can only hope he will share it with us, and maybe we’ll be able to assist him in returning to his heavenly home. We offer him words of comfort and apologize for what has been done. We feel a sorrow deep within us for the Native American people who have suffered.
Kathleen asks our friend if we can return.
He answers, “When you can hear Earth Mother’s song, then I will speak to you.” He shows Kathleen a vision of us literally putting our ear to the ground.
We have done healing work with planet Earth and are aware of God’s life in all creation. Perhaps he’s referring to the heartbeat of all living things and Earth having its own heartbeat. As we leave, Kathleen decides to gather a scoop of dirt from this place to take home with us. We aren’t sure what we’ll do with this dirt. Maybe if we pray over it, somehow that will help our friend.
As we drive away, we feel a commitment, a responsibility for this dear man. We have found an earthbound spirit. We feel love for him and don’t want to abandon him. If we don’t reach out to this one, who will? Will someone else come along, or will he be forgotten?
We know we have begun a new journey into a land we haven’t explored before. We have so many unanswered questions in our minds. We talk for a long time, discussing all that’s happened. We don’t know our friend’s name, but we feel he’s been a protector of this place and his people. We think an appropriate name might be, the Protector. We’ll ask him if he approves of this name when we speak with him next time. We pray for his healing and ask for God’s guidance to do what is best, for the good of all.
We are aware of the existence of ghosts, but we have never given it much thought. We have learned through our religious teachings that this is territory you don’t explore. So, why go there now? We believe we are responding to a call from the Holy Spirit?