The Great Rainbow Reflection

by Raymond Te korako Ruka

In The Great Rainbow Reflection: Aboriginal Ways of Knowing, I spoke earlier of the Rainbow Wananga or Teaching School. The greatest Rainbow reflection for the students and followers of Waitaha, are those wonderful caretakers who were given to us by their Creators. We have the whole rainbow reflection of these flimsy, wispy creatures that are ever present within our homelands.

To understand this more fully, I want to share with you the colors of the rainbow and what this means in our understanding of the cosmos and creation’s creators.

RANGI KA WHERO (Red). This is the word for the first color of the Rainbow and these creatures colored red are special and appear only to those who have the advanced knowledge and who are working for the greater good for the people. Once these start appearing it generally speaks of huge and terrible cataclysmic happenings that make for great human suffering. Many of these forms have been spoken of in our human development, yet now with the coming of the modern teachings totally ignored by those in authority, allowing for many tragedies that could have been avoided.

RANGI KA KARAKA (Orange). The Orange light creatures who hover around us as we work in the daylight hours, they seem attracted to our intense concentration and when we perspire, the beads of sweat allow the orange color to shape and to fashion the creatures. They are known to take possession and to use our people sometimes for good other times for their own carnal use. Many women in the past immediate, will testify to the wonder of these beings and the exciting experiences had by those who were possessed.

RANGI KA KOWHAI (Yellow). These entities are well known in the European world and are known as Angels. It is one of the mysteries of our people that the European has the ability to sense and know the Angels, yet they do not sense the other creatures of the light world. The paintings of these creatures are wonderful and insightful persons of heavenly visage, yet those that really see them are shocked that these recorded creatures are so far from their true reality. Many of these Angels have fangs, horns, and other forms not really very angelic in appearance and in truth far from the beautiful persons depicted from the European 17th and 18th Century descriptions. The Japanese call these creatures Oni, and they are indeed true to the shape and sizes of our known Angels.

RANGI KA KAKARIKI (Green). There are our Turehu people, they bring us the fishing knowledge and have many roles to care for us in our lifetime. These people made the Christ who he became. He is known as the Fisherman of the People and his symbol is a fish. Strange things happen throughout the world that brings our Gods into being. 

We can watch and listen and try and understand. In our combined Wananga we have a relationship with a tribal people who went back into the Oceans some twelve million years ago and have been living happily in memory of their having done so. Other tribal groups are becoming aware of these relations and are trying hard to research the possibilities of them existing. 

We know that Tane Mahuta (Forest, Birds, and man) and Tangaroa (Sea) are understood to have given all living beings the opportunity to make up their minds to either live “Ki 

Uta or Ki Tai,” we understand that some serious decisions were made in those times and the choices were understood to be still be made within the understanding of Te Koroingo o lo.

RANGI KA KIKORANGI (Blue). These wonderful creatures are in essence the messengers of the Gods’. They have many tasks that they have to complete in our lifetimes. One task being the lifting of the mind song in our own private lives.

If we understand these matters early in our lives we are able to telecommunicate with these entities and bring about a wonderful change in our own world of understanding and of expectations of the Gods and other creatures.

Many Nations around the world have these wonderful entities that provide instant knowledge-based information for those who have the advanced gifts of communication with and to the Gods. We have been very fortunate in that we are forever being cared for by these messengers either the good the bad and the ugly, and still they weave their magic around us.

RANGI KA MAHOE (Indigo). Information being withheld at this time.

RANGI KA WAI KORO PUPU ( Purple). Creatures of pure intent, bringing joy and peace as they go through the populations of human beings. Even in times of War and Pestilence, just the presence of these beings brings a wellbeing of spirit to those involved in these sad times. As well the welling up of spirit takes place in those who hear of these hardships and contribute with heartfelt love and warmth. Sometimes these creatures tend to reach into the well spring of many hearts and minds and bring about changes where they are needed.

With all of these wonderful entities our Ancestors used these Kaitiaki (Guardians) to bring about changes in those who would take their lives and enable and empower the real reason of these creatures, which is the bring to fruition, the intent of Te Koroingo o Io. Thus the yearning of the God and Goddess Creators becomes clear and the reasons of being on this plane are justified while we develop.

Sisters and Brothers, when in session only the Grandmothers sit in the Inner Circle. Their attendants and aides all sit on the outer parameters. Therefore, I was pleasantly surprised when a cousin’s young granddaughter I hadn’t met before, with a smile for every grandfather in the world instantly trades the keys to his kingdom for, skipped brazenly into the circle and came over and sat down between my brother and I.

I have an eight-year-old granddaughter and this delightful intruder, but for her age and the color of her eyes, could well have been her. I think she may have been a little older, maybe ten. Her eyes held the same brilliant lapis coloring as did the oceans waters I’d, physically, spiritually, emotionally, mentally, and lovingly surrendered to that very morning.

When I turn to look and acknowledge her, she smiled that smile of hers again and it made me recall another time, not so long ago it seemed.

Only, this time, it was a scared little eight-year-old boy being introduced to the same protocols, sitting in a similar Circle, with similar grand old women. 

All the while, trying to remain invisible by staring down at his bare feet and counting his tears as they fell in the sand between his toes. Not knowing anything about anything, save for the love he had for the old ancients around him and a tiny spot in his pounding heart that had told him for as long as he could remember that this was where he was destined to serve his life. 

Because boys weren’t usually meant to be here, they should be out in the world, climbing trees, hunting stuff. Doing warrior things. That same little scared boy, now this greyheaded, balding man, who’s been around our world a little bit. Even been broken up a little bit.

Well his heart had been caught in the web of this little force of nature with her big brand of courage.

So he returned her cheeky grin with one of his own and reached out and took her precious little hand in his and asked her to push him into the middle of the Circle. There, with the ocean crashing against the rock barrier some one hundred feet away from their Circle and seagulls serenading them from above…

He took a brief moment to silently honor dolphin and the other family members of the sacred ocean Mother – Then he spoke to the altar arranged in the middle of the circle but directed his words to the Granddaughter.

TE AOTUROA, TO MATAU KUKUPA O WAITAHA, to the world at large, our precious little peace dove of WAITAHA, the form of our voice now and to the form of our voice tomorrow, prayers that every sacred little boy in the world  and all the circles that her beloved grandmothers and tired grandfathers  and the wise grandmothers and wise grandfathers of these circles and their daughters and sons, and their sons and their daughters be blessed with our KOWHAI KARA, the dancing yellow symbol of peace, all the days of their lives.