About Pastor Mark Windraven
The Creator Leads
My birth and heritage hold many secrets. My mother shared one of them to me on her death bed. She confessed my dad wasn’t my biological father.
My genetic history links me back to Priscilla Mullins and John Alden, direct ancestors on my mother's side. who came to this continent with the pilgrims on the Mayflower. Their secrets stretched well beyond their covert courtship and scandalous wedding, as incredulously detailed in Henry Wadsworth Longfellow's poem, "The Courtship of Miles Standish." Dark secrets surrounded John’s later conviction and imprisonment for murder. Notorious scandals involving their son, John Alden II, adventurer and possible spy, led to him being pronounced guilty of witchcraft during the infamous Salem trials. Many of these secrets are best left buried. And this was just my mother’s side. Note: For those of you looking for something here to accuse me of being a witch, this is my bloodline and I did inherit my intuitive gifts from this bloodline, but I make no apology for the skills Great Spirit gave me.
My real father and his background proved a bit more obscure. He was a northerner who lived in Lake Superior's Apostle Islands in Northern Wisconsin (where I was conceivied) his entire life. He clearly seduced many women, as I have discovered I have four additional siblings from genetic testing. These genetics reveal a connection in his heritage linking the Nordics and the First Nations. Between his and my mother's genes, I began manifesting preternatural gifts from my earliest memories.
I discovered, in my adolescent years, the ability to sense people’s emotions and intent. Not understanding that these unchosen feelings and visions originated outside of me led to emotional confusion and panic attacks throughout my developmental years.
DNA testing and personal outreaches introduced me to three brothers and a sister I never knew I had. The genetics also revealed my birth father's bloodline led back to medicine men in the Ojibwe first nation. The blood of two ancient bloodlines—European Proto-Norse and North American First Nation—flows through my veins. It felt like they were at war in my heart and I needed to find a way to negotiate peace between them.
Lost and Found
Spiritually driven for answers from crushing existential anxiety, I became swept up in the Jesus People Revolution, where I found my personal salvation through Jesus Christ, leading to my baptism in 1973 at Alta Loma Baptist Church in Madison, Tennessee. A few years later, I renounced all other beliefs and joined the Seventh Day Adventists Church. I pursued theology majors at their Southern Missionary College. However, their Comparative Religion courses, designed to set their church apart from the rest, instead revealed core uniting truths in all the monotheistic faiths. I began to see a bigger picture in the pursuit of being spiritual rather than religious. This eventually led me to the Unitarian Universalist Association. From the late Seventies through the Nineties, Great Spirit’s vision quests led me to many spiritual mentors, including the blessed personal training from two powerful medicine men, Wallace Black Elk Jr and Amarante Montez. They opened my eyes to how the tribes knew of Jesus before the coming of Columbus. Great Spirit showed them visions of the Christ. Their image of Him revealed His dark skinned, Jewish peasant roots, not the White European Antichrist who has stolen His faith. They showed me how antichrists taught the European invaders the genocidal beliefs of Manifest Destiny, destroying millions of true Native Americans. They exposed how this antichrist ministry stole their children, ultimately murdering them in forced "Christian" conversion schools and burying them in unmarked mass graves.
I took it upon myself to try to rescue the Gospel of Jesus Christ from the cowboys and bring His true message of unconditional love to the First Nations. Even though Windraven Ministries upholds the Unitarian Universalist creed, I personally am a Christian. I accept Christ's sacrifice on the cross for my salvation and pray all things in His name. There is no denying the miracles in my life since this acceptance of Him as my personal path to God.
My Personal Rebirth
The Creator’s call to service led to my ministerial ordination on September 21, 1992, but the world lured me back. A lucrative career in cable television production and promotions kept my ministry on the side. Instead of helping those Great Spirit drew across my path, I focused on fame and wealth, but all my successes felt empty to me. I tried to fill this void with drugs, drinking, and sexual promiscuity, leaving me both morally and emotionally bankrupt. I grew depressed. My marriage failed. My career crumbled.
Amarante Montez convinced me to hand the reins over to The Creator, teaching me to invoke guidance on my true path. I began the invocation half-heartedly. Even though I remained unhappy, I still wouldn’t surrender my old life but I continued to request guidance daily. When Great Spirit's course correction came as a surfing accident, it proved dramatic.
While taking advantage of a post hurricane surf, a wave slammed me against bottom of the ocean, smashing five discs in my neck and partially severing my spinal cord. Paralyzed from the injury, my surfing vest pulled me back to the surface. I tried to yell for help, but the crashing waves covered my cries while the riptide current pulled me further away from shore. A Golden Retriever, fetching Frisbees near the shore for its master, noticed me and swam towards me. This drew the attention of its owner and they saved me.
They said I wouldn't walk again, but The Creator had other plans. Although unworthy of such a gift, Great Spirit miraculously healed me through the medicine of great shamans and changed my life completely. After this, I found the psychic gifts I had been blessed with greatly enhanced.
Initially, I used these gifts to pay my medical bills by working for international psychic call lines. I had so much success with long phone sessions and call backs, they quickly raised me to "Master Psychic" level and started charging my callers $13.00 a minute! The costs incurred by people seeking answers to life's important questions left me feeling tremendously guilty about their resulting bills. I knew The Creator gave me these gifts for a reason and it wasn't to get rich. I just had to let go of the secular life and rededicate myself fully to Great Spirit's ministry.
After I made my ministry totally non-profit and accepted donations only, I have been blessed to serve Great Spirit ever since. Twenty-eight years from the month of my ordination, I was recognized with a Doctor of Divinity Degree for my years of service.
Every single day, I let The Creator lead me into Great Mystery. My path reveals itself with each step. As my ministry grows, I pray that I can truly be of service to those willing to reclaim their true path and teach them how to lead others to theirs.
Discover Your True Path
Your joy is my joy and I thank The Creator I may be of service. Let my intuitive ministry awaken the manifesting power of your Higher Self. Let us begin your journey on Great Spirit's path of miracles.