This page started out as just the "Equipment Page."
It was to list the equipment that we love to play........in hopes that magic will shine on us and we would get the attention of some of these companies so they can off-set some of our expenses right.......yeah right.
That stuff only happens in the movies......plus nobody has paid me to mention their company so they can all suck it!!!
Known as “Strongbear” a full-blooded Chippewa Medicine Man who invites all people to keep a smile on their lips & in their hearts; to love everyone on this beautiful earth because we are all part of the great spirit. As a Native American Healer & Reader, Strongbear was born with the gift of true insight, intuition & healing. You will instantly feel his energy work to assist in your life.
This is an audio clip with Strongbear as he takes Tommy's call,
Strongbear answered a question for me that I could not, he put my mind at ease with the advice he gave to me.
To make the video a little more interesting I threw in a few pictures from the KUPD Morning Show (Holmberg's Morning Sickness) to help the story along, and try to give it a funny spin.
Even though the subject matter is serious to me.
UPDATE : Strongbear was right about the comment to "Take care of the Dogs." because about 9 months after this phone call I lost my White German Shepard *Hailey* to what we think was heart failure on Sept 21st 2007 (RIP)
Thanks again to John Holmberg @ 98KUPD and Strongbear
From Fans of Strongbear:
Then I got this email on May 1st 2008 about Strongbear, someone who had spoke with him before, and looked for his advice again and found me on the internet, because of my posting here about my story on KUPD.
I came across your website while trying to find contact information for
Strongbear. I live in Las Vegas (where Strongbear lives/lived), and came
across him purely by accident last June. I listened to your radio call with
him, and hoped to give you some additional confirmation that he is right.
I am a very analytical person, not very spiritual or emotional, and have
never believed in clairvoyants, ghosts, psychics, etc., and apologize for
this being so lengthy.
My Father passed away almost exactly a year ago from Cancer. He was
diagnosed in November, 06 and died the end of April, 07. We had a very
short time left with him and most of that time was spent in intense pain for
him, although he never complained once. He lived in South Carolina and I
only got to see him twice before he passed away. My mother, brothers and
their wives took excellent care of him at home, which was where he wanted to
be. I saw him in March before he died, and knew when I left to come back
home that it would most likely be the last time I saw him. I got the call
in April that he had passed, with the rest of the family at his side, and
flew back for his funeral and service, but did not get to stay for the
burial (he was cremated and it took a while). The family had a quiet
service for him about a week after I left. After talking to my mother after
that service, I thought to myself that it was the 2nd time that I didn't get
to say goodbye. The next morning, I was awakened by a very vivid dream of
my father.
My dream was that the service for my Father was held at my house. A large
fireplace that separates my family/living room was gone and his casket was
there instead. A children's choir had performed a song for the service.
Suddenly everyone was gone from the room except for my Father, me, and one
little girl from the service. She had long dark hair and big dark eyes.
She picked up a basket of the flowers under his casket and walked over to
me, set them down in front of me and said "this is why I pick you". She
turned to walk away and she had wings on her back. She just disappeared. I
remember thinking to myself that it was very sweet of her to bring the
flowers over to me, but what I really wanted was for my Dad to be alive
again. I picked up the flowers to take them back over to the casket and
when I got close, he opened his eyes. I was a little startled, but he said
"don't be afraid...help me up out of here". I remember thinking that he
would be very weak and I wasn't sure I could hold up him. But when he got
up and I had his arm, he was back to his old self...strong and smiling. He
told me to "help him out to the grass" (which I thought was weird, because
it's all scaped rocks and concrete outside of our house). I opened our
front door, and there was nothing else around, except a big green pasture,
all grass. He turned me to, kissed my cheek, gave me a big hug, and told me
how proud he was of me and that he was sorry he didn't get to say goodbye.
He said he was OK, not to worry, that he was happy. He told me he loved me
and to take care of myself, then walked out into the pasture, smiling the
whole time. He just kinda faded away and I woke up immediately. I could
still feel where he had hugged me. Although the dream was very comforting,
it also made it feel like I had just lost him again and I went through a 2nd
mourning period.
A few weeks went by, and although the dream was so vivid and real, the
analytical side of me had dismissed it as "just a dream" and something that
I wished to happen that manifested itself through a dream.
The weekend of Father's Day in mid-June, my husband and I found a tile saw
on Craig's List to work on a home that we are rebuilding. I called the
gentleman who had it for sale and after speaking with him for a few minutes,
he said "Well, a man is supposed to pick it up in the morning, but I feel
like I would rather sell it to you". He said his name was "Strongbear" and
gave me directions to his house here in Vegas. I thought the name was a bit
strange, but we are in Vegas, so it's not that unusual. I immediately felt
better when he opened the door and I saw a gentle "bear" of a man,
grandfatherly in appearance and a big smile. He invited us into his house
to show us the saw, and after speaking for a few minutes, he gave us the
tour of his home to show us the tile work he had done himself. Near the
end of the tour, in the hallway of his home, he suddenly stopped, and bent
over a little, with his hands on his knees. I was about to ask if he was
OK, when he stood back up, turned directly to me, and said "you've lost
someone close to you recently...your father". I know all the blood ran out
of my face at that time. He continued to say that my Dad was standing right
beside me and that his mother was on the other side of me (I was very close
to my Grandmother, who lived with our family). Strongbear said that my Dad
was smiling and and said to tell me he was Happy, and wanted him to pat his
bald head (the radiation treatments had made him lose all of his hair).
Strongbear went on to say that my Father had a lot of pain in his middle
section before he passed, but that was all gone now (ny Father had cancer in
his spine and said it felt like a hot knife was through his middle), and
that he was walking, walking, even running, because he loved to walk and
hadn't been able to for so long (he always took walks, and always made us
practically run to keep up with him, even into his 70s). Strongbear went on
to say "you've lost a child...a daughter...she's with your Dad". (I had
suffered a miscarriage between my two daughters). He said that my Father
said to tell me not to worry, that he was OK, and that I was going to be OK,
and told my husband not to worry too much...that he worries too much" (we
had 3 houses, and couldn't sell 2 of them because of the housing market
collapse and were struggling a bit to make 3 payments, and wondered if we
were going to make it financially. We have now rented 2 of the homes and
have both received substantial raises, so we're OK now). He also said that
my Dad said to tell me that "you see things, but you don't look". That I
see spirits out of the corner of my eye, or in my dreams, but I dismiss them
(which is what I had done with the dream about my father). He told me to
pay attention to them and start looking. I told Strongbear about my dream,
and he said that the little girl in my dream represented that there was
going to be a little girl come into my life soon...within the next year. I
was so comforted by my chance meeting with Strongbear and he was so "on
spot" with everything, that I have never dismissed another feeling or dream
since.
My youngest daughter, who is 22 is expecting in September. I immediately
knew the baby was going to be a girl, and she sent the 21-week ultrasound
pictures yesterday, with the title "It's a Girl!". I guarantee you that
when this child is 4-5 years old that she will have long dark hair and dark
eyes. I was searching for contact info for Strongbear so that I could
email to let him know how right he was, and to thank him again for all of
the comfort he provided, when I came upon your recording.
I listened to your call and realized how difficult it must be for you to
accept that your Mom died of natural causes, and that it must haunt you to
wonder if you could have done something to prevent it from happening, or if
the boyfriend was responsible. Strongbear was so correct on everything
(without me ever saying a word), that I hope my story helps confirm what he
told you and that it gives you some comfort. It's never easy to lose a
parent, but it is comforting to know that they are in a good place.
