Shamanism Newsletter, Medicine for the Earth

Hello I was with a group of people out in Campbellville ontario and I held the monks bell and as everyone went through the arch of stones to the centre to prey I would ring the bell,and I stood up the hill watching.when everyone had left and gone down the hill,I suddenly felt left all alone,then suddenly their was smoke twirling and twirling like spirits going up to the heavens,then an Native american man with black feathers and indian garb,came towards me and stood in front of me, and I was taken by surprise and he looked at me,then Martha the spiritualist came and placed her arm around me, and told me that Black Hawk
had dubbed me wendi of the wind. Then we walked dwon the hill holding onto one another, this was totally amazing. I am not sure that maybe it was a shaman, but I have had other experiences as well on the Bronte Creek,and also with real photos of the faeries and an elf. Would love to find others with same experiences. Wendi