"I don't know," said Victor. "I wrote a book about my family coming from Mexico to the U.S."

"Yes!" shouted the native, a large muscular man. "But you're our spokesperson! Both of your grandmothers were indigenous people! You can't let this 500 year celebration of the discovery of America go down! It was a genocide! An invasion! People already lived here! You got to do something, brother? People listen to you!"

"I don't know what to do?" said Victor. "But I'll tell you what, tonight when I go to sleep I'll ask my grandmothers to come to me and show me what to do."

"Good, I'll send you my grandmother, too," said the large, imposing native with tears running down his face. "She was in real good with the local spirits."

"I'll send my grandmother, too!" shouted another even larger native.

Then everyone started saying that they'd send their grandmothers. Natives, non-natives, men, women, and one little blonde girl who said that her grandmother was still alive, but always had great wonderful dreams.
That night in his hotel room, Victor had a dream of flying with a flock of snow geese just above the tree tops. It was a full moon and he could see the meadows and glistening ponds and streams below him. The geese were so close to him that he could see their eyes. This was when the great white birds began to speak to him, explaining to him why they'd been living in peace and harmony for millions of years.

"The big strong male that's infront cutting the wind so that we use 30% less energy to keep up with him doesn't lead," they said to him. "He follows infront. It's we, the mothers and grandmothers and children who lead with our squawking, screeching, happy sounds. If we didn't, the big males infront - who we keep changing every few miles - would go too fast and we'd all die, especially the children."

"That's so wise and beautiful," said Victor.

"Yes, and the time has come in your human being development to learn from us and do as we do - for we are the angels of our human souls."

Victor awoke with a start, and the voice of the snow geese didn't stop. Now the human-being-birds told him to take the United States celebration of Thanksgiving, where Natives and Europeans shared food in peace, and go global with it, having a day of peace and harmony and giving thanks with women and children leading.

The great white birds told him to do it right now, not to let another moment pass, and to forgive all trespasses as we want ours to be forgiven. That same night Victor wrote a book called Snow Goose Global Thanksgiving, had a thousand copies printed, and began giving them away, then he and his family and a bunch of friends - many of them native people - went to Spain to forgive Europe for her world-wide aggression. They invited the king of Spain, but he sent their equivalent to the FBI instead, and together they and the two FBI agents planted a flag for peace in Madrid.

Since then every year on the Sunday before Thanksgiving Victor and his family host a Snow Goose Global Thanksgiving potluck at their little rancho in Oceanside, California starting at 1pm. There's music, dancing, games for the kids, and then at sundown candles are lit and everyone faces eastward sending their energy of goodwill and harmony and peace around the whole world. Then the candles are taken home to be re-lit for their own family's Thanksgiving. The Snow Geese Angels told Victor that a thousand locations are needed with a thousand people at each site by the year 2012 and a million locations by 2026, so that then these people can go home and unite with their love ones in a feast of food and joy and forgiveness and goodwill, sending that energy around the world.

Come, join us, or make a personal pledge that where ever you are you will light a candle at sunset on Thanksgiving day and take a moment to send peace and harmony and goodwill through out the world.

"Weee weee weee!" call the Snow Geese every year as they fly south in V-formations every fall across the sky with the women and children leading and the big strong males taking turns following infront. The snow geese are the Angels of Our Human Souls and the time has come in our "Godevolution" to harmonize together in one great miraculous Spirit Voice of Gratitude and Thanksgiving around the whole globe, moving us human beings collectively beyond a mentality of genocide, invasion, control, and war.