#494: The Great Spirit of the Walrus

The Great Spirit of the Walrus reaches out to our human family with a grieving, hope-filled heart that we will choose to come to their aid in this time of dire need.

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INTRODUCTION

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Episode #494

The Great Spirit of the Walrus

Channel: 02/22/2026

Introduction:

Greetings and welcome to today’s episode of Gaia Translate.

In this episode, the Great Spirit of the Walrus steps forward with an urgent song of both grief and hope for the opening of the ears of the collective human heart.

I was called to channel the Great Spirit of the Walrus after reading news report after news report of what is described as melting ice pushing walruses to the brink. According to the NOAA, a report that was just published December 10 of 2025, sea loss is seen as the greatest threat to walrus populations.

A link to the article and a transcript are available in the show notes for this episode at GaiaTranslate.com.

The Great Spirit of the Walrus:

It is a place of curiosity, daughter, that we have and receive the knock of your awareness upon the door of our will.

We are not displeased; we are simply curious.

For you are not in residence in that area or geography of the plane of the earth that has and usually is the source of those who have and to knock upon the door of our awareness, yes?

We would introduce ourselves.

We are that which has and vibrates as the Great Spirit of the Walrus.

We know ourselves in several expressions, some that have and are in the local geography of the west part of the waters, and some that have and are the northeast of that which is the land mass of America, the north, and further, that which you understand as the Arctic.

We acknowledge a rather vacillating relation with your species, yes?

There are those tribes who understand us as the most and primary blessing of continuance and of resource as they have and know themselves.

These are those beings, those of the human expression, who much as we found themselves in attunement with the northern climes, and yet we would observe without that which is our flesh as resource, your species would long ago have known itself unable to sustain in the particular climate that we had and were both familiar with.

We feel you have studied a bit and are aware of the great range of blessing that which is the flesh of the walrus has bestowed upon your species in these particular tribal outposts, if you will.

And we have been offered great songs of appreciation, prayers of gratitude and acknowledgement for that which we are or had been until recently, and are still for some as the single most vital resource in the wellbeing and sustenance of those members of the human collective who share this particular geography with our species.

In recent epoch, there has been an imbalance in the consumption of our physical form.

And those of your clan were able to hold the hand of their desire at a place of great tenuousness, a place of great and delicate possibility of our own continuance, yes?

In this, on the one hand, we have been given a by-your-leave, which is honored by many to allow us to replenish that which is our population.

And on the other hand, we are served the executioner’s axe in a different manner and one that is more lethal in its own manner, served as well from your species.

The claiming through the hunting of our physical expression has been restricted of late.

And that has been appreciated.

The greater wounding of our required climate, the mother ice and snow upon which we seek to have our young, upon which we wait as we hunt, upon which we know as our home has been and continues to be consumed by that which is the shifting of the climate that has been and is continuing to be called forth by your species, yes?

We are tired and we are grieving, for without the capacity to adequately seek our own resource.

We do not know ourselves in a place of attuned vitality, we would offer, that allows the efficient reproduction and birthing of our issue.

It is that which has and is a great and mighty weight upon our heart.

For we have and perceive that which we have and known as our home, as our homeland, although it may appear as floating block of ice or even greater.

Without this, we are unable to call forth the balance of our own need state.

We are unable to claim in the manner we have and are adapted to, and that adaptation has occurred over thousands and thousands and thousands of cycles around the sun.

The requirements of this current avalanche of climate shift are too great for that which is the required adaptation to know itself both seated in our physiology and able to be birthed in that which is this short, short season that is upon us.

We acknowledge that for many of your species, we are a picture in a book.

We are a character in a song or poem.

We are not really a daily presence in the life of many.

We further acknowledge that there are those places where we have been held captive and know ourselves in requirement to perform small tasks in exchange for our food stuff.

And while it is not that which we would choose, if we were given the opportunity, there are those who understand this more intimate relation with those greater numbers of your own clan or population as and may be useful as we are understood not simply as a thought form, but as a member of the clan of life in flow in this plane.

Those of our clan who reside in the northern climes are filled with grieving hearts.

For we are aware that it is not a sustainable ecology for us as it has and would continue.

And we feel there is at this place less than sufficient will in our place of your species to call forth that which would be the required shift in your own choosing, your behaviors, the disposition of that which you have and serve into the atmosphere and that which you seek to continue to avail yourselves of in service of your current intent.

And so we have and would seek to sing the song of our own need state as may be received by the ears of your heart, such that you have and may feel the vibration of our grieving hearts.

As we feel ourselves, much as the ice floes melt into the Great Waters, we too perceive that we are to follow, for without that reaching its physical ecology is able to support us.

We feel ourselves also sliding into that which is the return to the waters of potential.

We are not unwilling.

We are and acknowledge it is the way of things.

We are grieving that which will be the elimination of our expression in physical form should all have and continue to carry us as has done on the flow upon the current of your species intent.

We are aware that there are many other life forms in this plane that have gone before us as they release the final physicality of their unique light, unable to know themselves in the continuance of a presence in this plane.

And so we have and acknowledge that which we feel approaches us.

And as you are so willing, we seek to sing a song of hope for the potential of that which is a great shift in your heart.

We speak to your clan as an entirety, daughter, not simply to you, in your individual expression, yes?

And in this, we may know ourselves, as may many others, able to remain to serve as we have been created to serve and to enjoy that which is our service to the Gaia and to know ourselves as part of what has and is the flow of life in relation in this earth, this physical expression of light.

It is that we sought to offer and we have and would sing a song of gratitude.

But we are not that which surrenders without the intent to sing of our own need state into that which is the heart place of those who have and in their grace, we speak of your species, may turn the light of their will in the direction of the preservation or of what may be yet preserved in that which is the northern climes and its ecology.

And in this manner, we may know ourselves afloat.

It is complete, daughter.

We appreciate the opportunity to stand before your collective awareness in this, the song of our open and wounded heart.

Channel:

I acknowledge the profound grief of your heart, Great Spirit of the Walrus, and I have and will offer a song of your own intent to those of my clan in service to your urgent requirement, as I have been unable.

Great Spirit of the Walrus:

We are grateful for your service.

And we have and listen to that which is the tune of hope within our heart.