Chief Lone Eagle was a Tuscarora Native American chief, who had lived nearly 400 years ago in the same area of North Carolina where Carl grew up. He served as Carl’s Spirit Control, the Spirit who controlled which Spirits could have access to Carl, for Carl’s entire life. The chief “must have had his hands full” for there were several instances where Lone Eagle had to step in and save Carl’s live, or get him out of dangerous situations. (See in the Medium’s Diary (Chief Lone Eagle, Incident at Kitty Hawk, Chief Lone Eagle Saves Carl's Life, Chief drives the car home and parks it.))

Serving as a Spirit Control is one method of Spiritual advancement while residing in the Spirit World.

I was with Carl when he was told that in another life Chief Lone Eagle was F. W. Myers, a founder of Society for Psychical Research in London. Click on F. W. Myer’s picture to learn more about his life.

I was also told that since Lone Eagle enjoyed his life as a Tuscarora Native American so much, he chose to present himself as he lived during that lifetime.

I had the opportunity to meet the Chief Lone Eagle at a trumpet seance, with Rev. Bill English was the medium. I wrote about this wonderful experience in My First Encounter with an Angel.

 

 

 

About mid-way through the séance, Dr. Louis [the Spirit Master of ceremonies] sounded a bit concerned. ”Oh, oh,” he said, “we have a Native American here.” The trumpet went silent for a few seconds, then suddenly there was a tremendous thundering BOOM that blasted through the trumpet. The sound just reverberated though the seance room, as if it were an atomic explosion. I was so startled that I jumped out of my seat. The trumpet slowly began spinning around, almost like a majorette’s baton in slow motion, or as if a person were dancing around a campfire. A Native American chant was coming from the trumpet. “Ah ye ya ha you he yaa.” This lasted about a minute, then the Native spoke.

“My name is Lone Eagle, and I wish to speak to my beloved medium.” It was Carl’s Spirit guide control, coming to communicate with Carl.

“I am here, Lone Eagle.” Carl replied.

An exchange followed. Carl had heard that voice all his life. It had become very familiar to him. But until this point, he had only heard the Chief’s voice clairaudiently. This was the first time that Carl had heard the sound of Lone Eagle’s voice. I don’t remember the entire conversation. I do remember Carl sliding forward in his chair. He said, “I feel that I want to get down on my knees before you.”

The Chief replied, “No, that will not be necessary, I do not wish you to do that.”

The conversation lasted for a few more minutes. Then Lone Eagle said to Carl, “You have much work ahead of you. You are to be a spiritual farmer, planting spiritual seeds of truth. Do not let anyone’s criticism or negativity prevent you from teaching the Gifts of the Spirit.”

Lone Eagle’s words sent shivers down my spine. At dinner the night before, Carl had told me of an experience he had had when he was nine years old. He was working on his father’s farm, hoeing corn. An entity appeared to him and said, “You will not be this type of farmer in the future. You will become a spiritual farmer planting spiritual seeds in the minds of people.” Now Lone Eagle was giving Carl the same message.