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    The Voice of God Through the Eyes of a Dove
    The Voice of God Through the Eyes of a Dove
    The Voice of God Through the Eyes of a Dove
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    The Voice of God Through the Eyes of a Dove

    By Willowearth Convry

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    This book found you; it is a book that goes to certain people; it is like no other book you ever read. When you buy the book you will contact me, I have very important things to give you, one is a dove feather the other hair of a horse, and a rock from a sacred medicine wheel both of these animals and the medicine wheel is mentioned in the book it is part of doing a reading and so much more, like I said this is no ordinary book you don't read it, it reads you, the dove feather is to awaken an ancient memory of your bloodline which is important this is why the book found you. The horse hair is to take you on a spiritual journey where you will meet your guide, you will also be given a rock with instructions how to use it to make a native American wisdom soup all these items are used to do a reading for yourself or others and it is 100 percent accurate and you will be amazed with doing this new reading, congratulations on finding this book, you are one of the chosen ones from a sacred holy bloodline.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherXinXii
    Release dateApr 17, 2016
    ISBN9783960285779
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      Chapter 1

      A Child is Called by a Dove

      Where this story begins and ends I have no clue your guess is as good as mine, I just know my doves will not stop cooing, so bear with me we will get through this somehow and right now I’m thinking how am I ever going to write a book.

      My story begins in a field on my parent’s ranch and me as a ten-year-old asking God for a job. I remember the day I asked, and the beautiful light that came over the field. I also remember the dove that spoke to me, but as a child, I didn’t think much of it. I also did not know that thirty years later, that God would answer me, by sending me a dove that would change my life as well as others.

      I was born to a Native American Indian called Strong Elk. My dad had skin as red as an Arizona sunset. There wasn’t much that man missed. He could read the winds and every rock. He had a way of reaching a broken horse and calm the storms within. It was not unusual for people to gather around my father and listen to him, he was a man who only spoke a few words, but at the same time, he put many words within a person’s soul. I was born with the same gift that my dad was born with, at the time I didn’t know he was from the bloodline that I will be talking about later in this book.

      My mother, Lucia, was an old school Sicilian woman, eyes as black as coal. My mother was a whole five foot two, and she could hold her own. She had no problem dealing with a two thousand pound horse who is having a bad day; there was not much my mother feared. One thing about mom was then she was mad you better get out of her way, that five foot two women were just like a tornado that would swoop down on you, but boy where we loved, and boy could she cook

      As children my father would take my brother and me into the woods and blindfold us, this was to teach us to know what part of the woods we were at, we had to rely on scent and our hearing. Let me give you an example, on how this works. The woodland has many different smells and sounds, my father would take us to a certain tree, so we could remember the smell, certain trees smells different because certain plants around it give off a different smell then, let’s say other trees, so if we were in a certain place in the woods, we would know where we were just by the smell of the tree!. We could also know where we were because of the sound of a certain bird or animal who seemed to hang out in a certain area in the forest, and this is how we saw things without the help of eyes, and our first lesson on seeing within.

      My brother was taking people out on horseback the one day, and when he was gone I picked up one of the chickens and held it in my arms, and when my brother got back, he told me he could smell that I was holding a chicken as well as knowing which one!

      Growing up with a Native American father taught us to see with eyes closed, and how to read the books in all of God’s creation. We grew up not only sensing the earth but so much more; we learned how to see without hearts. We learned about the stories that God put in the rocks. When Jesus went to the rock to pray before he was killed, he put his prayer into that rock, and in return, that rock shared his prayer with all the other rocks. We can hear the words of Jesus through any rock because his story was passed on to my holy rock. The wood that was used to crucify that beautiful man called JESUS also passed down his words to the other trees, so don’t let anyone tell you can’t hear the LORDS message on a tree or rock. Moses was spoken to by a burning Bush, and God once used a donkey to speak to Balaam, who refused to listen to God, so God spoke through his donkey.

      You are probably wondering, what makes these doves so special. When I first dove came to me, she spoke to my heart, that she was just one decent, of the dove that GOD used to descend on his son, and there will be many more that are

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