The Grand Irrationality continues.  It is with a heavy heart that I write this but I feel that I must.  As much as my heart just doesn’t want to go there, I have to bring a current event to the forefront and let the ramifications settle upon us now and over time.  Lightning Medicine Cloud, a rare white buffalo and his mother, Buffalo Woman, were killed on April 30, 2012.  The baby was murdered just shy of his first birthday.  He was slaughtered and skinned.  His mother died a day later, taken down by the poison from an arrow.  It was a slow death.  The white buffalo calf, a “Messenger of God” in the animal realm, is sacred to the Lakota people. He was not an albino white buffalo which made him even more rare.  The chance of a white buffalo birth is said to be one in ten million.  He was not only a symbol of hope for all nations but held the promise of a new day in a new world.  He was a living prayer and now the unthinkable has happened.  He was taken down by someone so far out of alignment with themselves that I feel a collective “pause” is warranted.  This news just shook me to the depths and went though every level of understanding that my mind could throw at me.  There IS no sense that can be made of this from the mind.  If the killings were symbolic and with the intention of trying to stop the light, it hasn’t nor will it.  The darkness has had it’s day and nothing will stop the awakening now.  If it wasn’t done by someone who truly understood the white calf’s meaning and was killed for it’s rare white pelt, then greed is the issue.  In trying to understand the person or persons accountable for these unconscionable acts, one could spend days analyzing the motives, the dis-connect and dis-ease at the core of this conflicted human.  It can only be understood more deeply from the heart space.  It is hard to come to terms with what the eyes see.  It’s only from the mind’s eye that I can truly understand and feel compassion.  I trust that on some level of awareness this story has become more prominent because of the calf’s death.  Why is it that shock still seems to be a way of getting our attention?  Not a lot of people even knew of his birth or what it meant.  Lightning Medicine Cloud and his mother have not died in vain.  You cannot know of these murders and simply walk away without feeling something.  It could be easy and understandable to feel that with this calf’s passing, so too passes the hope and the spirit of unity that was ushered in by his birth.  The killings certainly do not bode well for the idea of peace among nations and the peoples of this earth.  So what are we left with?  Another example of one step forward, two steps back?  Maybe ... and in this particular case it’s hard not to feel a sense of futility ... there was just such a sense of promise ... the happy ending that we all wanted.  That happy ending is going to have to wait a bit longer I guess and our transformation might have to take a few more hits to the heart before all is said and done.