Mt. Shasta Has It All

In the previous segment, I said I would speak of Mt. Shasta and my experience there. I decided to simply give you the site address so you could read it for yourself. It happened many years ago but there are parts of it that have remained crystal clear in my mind. I still have dreams of it and every once in awhile Mikel shows up to bolster my spirits and on his last visit he informed me that even though I am nowhere close to being in the physical area where my heart longs to be, the day is near that someone will appear and enable me to make the move that takes me and mine there. Hallelujah!!

http://www.greatdreams.com/shasta.htm

This evening I want to talk about losing one's spiritual path and putting hard gained knowledge on a back burner. I allowed this to happen to me but I am unclear as to how or why. I do know the lack of spirituality in my life these past 8 years has left me parched and totally out of sorts with my world.

Although I am a Reiki Master, have worked for years in spiritual healing circles, have counseled many as an ordained minister and taught many subjects including meditation, the past 8 years have afforded little, if any, contact with anyone who would/could participate with me in any of these spiritual endeavors.

Roswell has, at my last count, over 100 churches. Lots of churchgoers and witnesses, (don't misunderstand...I was raised a Christian and still think of myself as one) a number of whom, when asked if they have meditated on a problem or situation, have indignantly informed me, as they stepped away, that they don't meditate. When asked why, the answer was always "because I am a Christian". That is the general attitude you find in Roswell.

I have tried to determine if there is a karmic reason or debt involved with my coming to Roswell but haven't been able to point my finger at anyone or anything and say "aha! that's the reason". Very frustrating. I can't recite one piece of knowledge or wisdom that has come my way nor can I relate an experience of any import. (Am I hearing a little "poor me" here? lol)

I had a brief few hours of spiritual contact when my friend, Sandy Penny, visited me on her way to Taos. That has been a while ago but I have been able to keep in touch with her and her insights have brightened my days and lifted my heart on many occasions. When I hear from her and several of my other friends from Houston, I am comforted to know that the light workers are still around and doing their job.

Thankfully my spiritual and mystical energies are beginning to resurface and are nudging me to get my head out of the sand (lots of that around here) and get on with the work. I am finding it easier to get into a frame of mind where I can dispel the negativity of those around me. Lots of drinking and fighting goes on in my neighborhood, unrest and distrust in the workplace, etc., etc., etc.

Now my goal is to find some good meditation music, some quiet time and a reunion with my guides and teachers. I think my totem animal guide (big beautiful wolf who first appeared to me in 1982) has been trying to get to me. For the past several weeks the neighbor's new little puppy gets out of their yard (which is really no surprise...they need to fix their fences and gate) and he heads straight for my house. I find I feel very protective of the little guy. I put him in my yard and he stays there until his owners come home from work. They pick him up and take him home and by morning he is back at my house. Every once in a while I see my wolf in his little eyes. Just for a moment...but he is there. Wow!!! I am blessed.

If any of you have any thoughts on anything that has been said...I would appreciate hearing them. If you would like to join me in a weekly at-distant healing circle, I would love to set one up.

Till we talk again...have some beautiful dreams, look for four leaf clovers, sing in the shower and be at peace. Everyone and everything around you will benefit. The ripple effect will be felt around the world!

Me, UFOs and the ‘60s

I first met George Van Tassel in 1961 at Giant Rock Airport near Landers, California. (To you UFO buffs, George Van Tassel is somewhat of a legend in the UFO field. His yearly UFO conventions at Giant Rock drew thousands of people during the 50s and 60s with major UFO figures speaking to the throngs attending.)

This meeting was my introduction to the world of unidentified flying objects. George graciously spent hours talking with me and my husband and ultimately invited us to move our small travel trailer onto the property to help him with the restaurant.

George was in the process of building the "Integratron" which, when completed, was for the purpose of healing. George did tell me that he felt time travel would be one of the benefits of the completed project. Unfortunately, George passed over before it was completed so we will never know its true purpose. The Integraton was purchased and it is my understanding it is rented out for meetings, etc. Too bad.

Daniel Boone, son-in-law to George, introduced me to the "Autobiography of a Yogi" which taught me about reincarnation, karma, meditation, and the path to self-realization. Yogananda became a household name and still is.

My years of association with Giant Rock and George set my feet on a path not only to research UFOlogy but the paranormal, the metaphysical, psychic healing and other subjects all of which were relegated to "New Age Stuff".

We left Giant Rock, moved to Los Angeles, worked, had two sons, became involved with chiropractic but never lost touch with Giant Rock. Mark, my first son, was born in Palm Springs in August of 1962 and when he was 1 year old we moved to Phoenix. From there we moved to Seattle (my hubby wasn't one for staying in one place very long) We moved back to Los Angeles and Steven my second son, was born in Englewood in 1964. In 1966 we moved back to the Landers area and were once again in close contact with George. The draw back to that area of the desert was and still is very strong.

Once again we worked with George at the restaurant and enjoyed the peace of the desert. But it wasn't in the cards for us to stay there. Daniel Boone decided to move his family to Mt. Shasta and asked us to go with him. Which is exactly what we did. More next time on the Mt. Shasta adventure.

Me and Squeaky

Squeaky is one of my many cats. She is white, brown, black and orange and weights around 15 lbs. Squeaky has had more than her share of visits to the vet and the last time she was there he put her on Phenobarb. I told him she had never had a seizure or anything similar. His reply was that after the many tests they had conducted on her there was no indication of a physical problem with her. He said some cats are self-destructive, for lack of a better description, and phenobarb was sometimes prescribed for such behavior. So...I gave her the phenobarb for a few days but my feelings about prescribed drugs finally wouldn't let me open the bottle one more time. I discontinued dosing her and, instead, started spending time with her whenever I could. She is a talker but whenever I could get a word in, I would tell her how much I loved her and how really wonderful she is. Now, several weeks later, her face and body are healing from all the scratching, her hair is starting to grow long again and she looks much better. Of course, she still talks constantly when I hold her but it is in a softer voice. Just goes to show that animals, like people, need to hear love and be assured they are loved and needed.

This will not be an ongoing saga about Squeaky...but the message I got from the incident was loud and clear and I wanted to share it. The television now gets turned off except for a few special programs and news casts, the land phone is turned off and the answering machine picks up messages which are checked daily, the cell phone is turned off for together and meditation time. I am no longer bombarded by the electrical current created by these items. I have found there is time for sharing my energies with human and beast, researching current events and being able to look at what is transpiring in this present day world of ours instead of listening to all the media hype which may or may not be truth.

Let me hear how you are coping with situations and events around you. If you want to talk metaphysics, healing...whatever...lets talk.