About Pastor Windraven

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My birth and heritage hold many secrets. My mother confessed one of them to me on her death bed. She explained my legal father wasn’t my biological father. There are many more mysterious secrets found in my genetic history. 

Some date back to my direct ancestors on my mother's side, Priscilla Mullins and John Alden. These secrets stretched well beyond their covert courtship and scandalous wedding as incredulously detailed in Henry Wadsworth Longfellow's poem, "The Courtship of Miles Standish." There are dark secrets surrounding John’s later conviction and imprisonment for murder. Notorious secrets about their son, John Alden II, adventurer and possible spy, leading to him being pronounced guilty of witchcraft during the infamous Salem trials. Many of their secrets are best left buried. This was just my mother’s side.

My real father and his background is a bit more obscure. A northerner who lived in and near the Apostle Islands his entire life. He clearly seduced many women, as I have discovered four other siblings from 23 and Me genetic testing. These genetics reveal a connection in his heritage linking the Nordics and the First Nations. Between his and my mother's genes, preternatural gifts began manifesting in me from my youngest memories. 

I discovered very early on the ability to sense people’s emotions and intent. Not understanding how to deal with this extra input, or even the fact these feelings and visions were originating outside of me, led to emotional confusion and panic attacks throughout my developmental years. 

DNA testing and personal outreaches introduced me to brothers I never knew. It also revealed my birth father's bloodline leading 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 heart and I needed to find a wa to peace.

Spiritually driven for answers from debilitating existential anxiety, I found myself 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. I renounced all other beliefs and pursued theology majors in college. The study of comparative religion revealed many uniting truths in all the monotheistic faiths. I began to see a bigger picture in the pursuit of being spiritual rather than religious. This led me to my work with the Unitarian/Universalist church. 

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, murdered them in forced "Christian" conversion schools, and buried them in unmarked mass graves.

This was when Great Spirit revealed my calling 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.

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. I helped those Great Spirit drew across my path, but mainly focused on fame and wealth. Success felt empty to me. I became depressed. My marriage failed. 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 was unhappy, I wouldn’t surrender my old life. Yet, I continued to request guidance daily. When the course correction came as a surfing accident, it proved dramatic. A double wave crushed 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. Certain psychic gifts I had been blessed with, were now greatly enhanced. 

Initially, I used these gifts selfishly to pay my medical bills working for international psychic call lines. Now, I have let go of my secular life and rededicated my life fully to my ministry. I have been blessed to serve Great Spirit since. Twenty-eight years from the month of my ordination, I was recognized with a Doctor of Divinity Degree for my years of service. 

Each day, I follow the Creator's lead into Great Mystery and my path reveals itself step-by-step before me. As my ministry grows, I pray I can truly be of service to those willing to reclaim their true path and teach them how to lead others to theirs.

Your joy is my joy. I thank The Creator that I may be of service. Let my intuitive ministry awaken the power of your Higher Self. Begin your journey of love, joy and peace.