WOMEN OF ESOTERICA: Fortean, Anomalous, Paranormal, UFOs, Conspiracy, Supernatural, Para-politics, Weird Things, Mythology, Spirit, Hauntings, … you know, that stuff
Reading Whitley Strieber's fictional work, Beyond 2012, the Omega Point. Just read the part where a character is writing in his journal about events and "time movement." He mentions the Skinwalker ranch in Utah, specifically, the wolf like creature that was seen there:
"...I recognized the animal to be a dire wolf. .. the dire world was rendered extinct by... the last Ice Age. And yet, here it was on this ranch. I think that this animal had moved through time...there was something about the place... in its own time, this animal was experiencing incredible fear. Its world was collapsing... most of Utah was flooded along with the rest of the United States by rapid glacial melt. .. given pressure extreme enough and the right conditions, actual physical movement through time must be possible." (Strieber pp83-84)
Last night, listening to Coast to Coast, a female caller recommend reading Vallee, and said that the events at the Skinwalker ranch (among other unexplained encounters) was due to our imagination. Not in the sense we are making things up, but that there is another dimension, or place, where all these things exist. Opening ourselves up via imagination causes us to see these things. (That's what I got from her anyway.)
Two different takes; Strieber, via his character, suggests that time lines exist concurrently and, due to events in one time line, another time can abruptly appear. The other; that our minds somehow allow us to see these other realities, for whatever reasons, being open to the possibility among them.
Joan Bird has always been interested in the big questions: Who are we? Why are we here?
She uses a combination of science and spirituality to search for answers. In the introduction to her new book, she writes: “So I have a critical mind with a great respect for knowledge and scientific method. And I am comfortable with the fact that there are some things that science just can’t explain, at least not yet. Perhaps that is why I have always had an interest in those pieces of information that don’t quite fit into the dominant worldview.”
Bird has a Ph.D. in zoology and she’s a longtime member of the Institute of Noetic Sciences. She’s worked as a conservation biologist for the Montana Environmental Information Center, The Nature Conservancy and Montana Department of Fish, Wildlife and Parks.
A bit of synchronicity; I had just posted the item below about the Skinwalker ranch and portals, and was thinking I should mentioned Red Gate, Montana as one of those portals. I ended up not mentioning it, but saw this link on Lesley's blog a few moments later.
Red Gate is the area investigated some time ago by researcher Jim Marrs.
I was just thinking about Oates and the subject of reverse speech; how Oates used to be on C2C all the time, and the whole area of reverse speech. I think Oates and Art Bell, maybe it was another C2C host, had a falling out some time ago. I don't think Oates has been on C2C for some time. Anyway, have been thinking about this fascinating topic lately for some reason, and how, in my opinion, it's still ignored.In a bit of synchronicity, I find this link on Rense.com, linking to an interview with Oates and Rense about reversals regarding ET. (Years ago the two major competing AM stations in Eugene carried, respectively, C2C and Rense at the same time. The station carrying Rense dropped him; thankfully I still get my Fortean fix from KPNW in Eugene, which carries C2C, even though, unfortunately, they air the show beginning with the second hour, because we all know how important and wise Lars Larson is, which precedes C2C in our area.)
Some of you know what I think about Rense, but he's just the vehicle. Still an interesting segment.
Are moments of synchronicity signals to us that "they" heard us and are responding? ("They" being whatever force, symbol, deity, entity, energy you care to put on it. )
A big issue for me is distraction. Putting a label on it, like AADD helps in one sense; it's not "just me" and I'm not a big stupid lazy flake. Others may think so, and I don't blame them, but for myself (and a bit ironically) that acknowledgement of my life long struggle with things has actully helped me to focus. Acknowledged, named, owned, I now move on. It's not an excuse; in fact, since I've been dealing with this in various ways I've become less distracted. I look at it, say "screw off, AADD," and fight the good fight.
I'm going on about this because my path has been one of distraction. (I suppose "all who wander aren't lost" is a good motto to keep things positive.) So the past couple of weeks I, once again, have been focusing on meditating and the work in psychic/intuitive areas, including the use of oracles. Each time I go back to this work, immediate results come in, from OOBEs to precognition...the gates have opened, and a rush of energy comes through.
I used to wonder why moments of synchronicity are often trivial. Someone once told me that the fact they happen at all is far from trivial. Forget the message, that's just a nudge to get your attention. If the moments of synchronicity were hugely enlightening every time then we'd explode from all that brilliance.
So lately since I've been meditating and working once again with stones, particularly amethyst, I've been experiencing synchronicity. Most are too trivial to mention. But here are two examples: yesterday as as I was working in the garden, I found myself thinking of the actress Dorothy McGuire. What movies was she in, whatever happened to her, etc. I wondered why my chattering mind was suddenly focusing on Dorothy McGuire but there it was. And after a hard day of working in the yard, I turn on the TV later that night to find that The Spiral Staircase, starring Dorothy McGuire, was just about to start on TMC.
This morning, as I'm sweeping the living room floor, I see a huge disgusting and scary insect crawling over a book. (I admit that it was "disgusting" because I was scared.) I don't know what it was exactly, at first I thought it was a cricket. Then maybe a wasp of some kind. I'm still not sure; I wasn't about to get a close look. I don't like killing things and will often take creatures out of the house, and I'm not one of those yahoos that stomp on bugs just because you can. But I did this morning. That bug was huge, ugly and creepy. It actually frightened me.
Finished with sweeping, I settle in to read the morning paper, starting with the comics. (The horrors of the day can wait two minutes.) I turn to one of my favorite comics, Mutts, and see this:
Yes, I have bunches of dowsers and pendulums, but at the conference one of the vendors had one that really caught my eye:
The first thing I thought was it is a Tesla coil pendulum! Then I thought that isn't right because Tesla coils have tight spirals like this:
but I knew that it reminded me of some Tesla invention so when the conference was over I did some searching and came across this:
Tesla's drawing for wireless electricity transmitter/receiver. I haven't been able to use the pendulum outside yet because of the spring winds, but I was sitting inside and dangling it and wondering if it was a transmitter or receiver or maybe both. I jokingly thought that maybe I could call some UFOs using it. Laid it down, forgot about it. A little while later I went outside and I was just sitting there not even looking at the sky and there was a very loud plane I saw it flying over a little south of me (which makes sense as that is the normal flight path), but then when I turned back and looked almost directly overhead there was one of those damn orbs flying over. It was going so fast that I only managed one photo before it was out of view:
Seemed more than a little synchronistic after thinking about that while holding the pendulum.
I consolidated and slightly altered a few posts that I entered earlier today at my blogs UFO Mary and Octopus Confessional. The past month or so the world has been witness to some unusual events; signs in the sky, attempts at toppling authorities, and the implementation of control and fear from the infrastructure, who, I suspect, are responsible for such seemingly disconnected events.
Red Hooded Woman and Nigerian Bomber
A strange incident, that seems odder still when juxtaposed with other odd events this holiday season; the attempted bombing of Northwest Flight 253 in particular.
Both incidents served to grab international attention during a time when many of us are vulnerable emotionally and spiritually; we're amped up at this time of year on many levels. Add to this mix international travel; people dependent on the whims and fates of weather, airport security, government, flight arrivals and cancellations. . .
The Pope, during the Christmas Day blessing, was attacked by a young woman in a red hooded sweatshirt. The woman had climbed over a barrier and managed to pull the Pope to the ground; however, the Pope was unharmed. Reports say the woman was mentally unstable. Interesting for the above reasons but also in context of the attack two weeks earlier on the Italian Prime Minister Silvio Berlusconi. Berlusconi's attacker, it's been reported, also has mental problems.
One of the things to emerge from these incidents -- the bombing attempt, the attacks on the Pope and Silvio Berlusconi -- is the reminder from authority of the need for tighter security. Homeland Security was lightening quick in its announcements for newer, stricter security edicts, which have already been put in place. Along with these even more restrictive rules is the urging of Homeland Security for the use of body scanners in airports.
As to the failed bombing attempt by Nigerian Umar Farouk Abdulmutallab, there's further support for the sleeper agent scenario: Abdulmutallab told authorities "operatives" in Yeman gave him the explosives. The US attacked Yemen on December 19th.
Whether intentionally planned by the Global Cabal (you know, "Them,") or the Trickster in our face, there are esoteric elements all over these events. Two mentally unstable people, a woman in her twenties wearing a hood that's red, (Christmas color, blood, sacrifice, wanton woman,) the inept would be airplane bomber from Nigeria, (the Nigerian e-mail spam scams,) Christmas Day, (world peace, love, goodwill to men, religion. . . ) the Pope, (authority, religion, spiritual control, sexual control, Nazis,) the Vatican,(more control and authority infrastructure, hidden treasures and secrets, power, global presence) and Kafka-esqe rules that are, we're told,to keep us safe, but really serve to humiliate and control.
These incidents seem unconnected and maybe they are; but they all happened on the global stage, during a time of global sharing and unity, and where travel is at its highest on a world wide level. Institutions were attacked: the Pope/Vatican, (and two weeks previously, Italy's PM, another authority) and an airline, directly involving Homeland Security.
Hundreds, if not thousands, have been lining up for hours every night at the Virgin Mary Orthodox Church in a Cairo neighborhood just off the Nile. Many of them claim that a mysterious light hovering above the church's domes is an apparition of the Virgin Mary who will bring Christian Copts prosperity and relief in a time of national and religious struggle.
The crowds began appearing Thursday evening when a number of residents spotted a flickering light. No one was sure where the illumination was coming from, and word quickly spread that the light took the shape of the Virgin Mary wearing a blue gown and standing in the sky between the church's two high crosses.
There is a video clip at the above link on Beliefnet.com, with a link to the following clip on YouTube:
The image shown reminded me of the BVM's appearence, which the article mentions, in Zeitun, Egypt, from 1968 to 1971. Similar white, cut-out type figure, and pigeons. Pigeons are mentioned in the recent BVM apparition as well:
The scene on Saturday was huge when we saw the lightning and white pigeons flying around us. White pigeons always accompany apparitions like these," one Copt told The Times.
Watching the clip shown here, an orange light can be seen flickering off towards the end of the clip, as if the image of Mary was being projected from that source.
Coming in on the heels of other recent weirdness in the world, this BVM apparition doesn't seem to be a paranormal event, but part of this staging on a global level. Signs in the skies: UFOs for the saucer heads (Kremlin, etc.) blue spirals in Norway for the skeptics and rational, the BVM for the religious. And to keep us on our toes, failed Nigerian bombers and attacks on Italian authorities; the Pope, again performed for the religious, the Prime Minister for the rest of us.
Control, fear and wonder all at once. All are distractions, seemingly without connection to each other. Year end strangeness; it appears to be a bit much.
Red Hooded Woman Synchronicity
After I had posted these entries, I watched the movie Inkheart after dinner. I had a jolting moment of synchronicity when, during the opening scene, where the character is reading to his daughter, a red cape and hood float down from the sky and fly about, landing outside their window.
I had a dream about tigers and bears the night before last. In the dream, I was me, in the present, but living in the house I grew up in in California. Jim was there with me and my mother and siblings; typical dream like logic, it was both then and now. The only difference in the landscape of the place was the backyard, while looking the same, was much bigger, a couple of acres.
Someone just drops by and gives me a few tigers, and a few brown bears. The bears were grizzly like, but not grizzlies. Both animals were very sweet, just doing their thing, everyone got along. The animals weren't adults yet, varied in sizes and age, but all were young, to varying degrees. While they seemed to be having a good time, I was worried about a few things.
Feeding them, for one. I was kind of getting by feeding them cat food and scraps but knew this wasn't healthy for them. I was concerned about the expense. I was very concerned about the time when, as they grew, they'd realize they could eat each other; I was worried the bears would attack the tigers, or the tigers would attack the bears. I was't judging the animals for this, it was simply their nature, but still . . . and I was worried about their well being. Cooped up in a small place like this, not good for them. They needed lots of room.
So I call the Fish and Wildlife guy to come get them, but I make it every clear the animals were not to be harmed in any way! If he was going to kill them, forget it. He assured me no such thing would happen, but did want to know who gave the animals to me, since it was illegal. I told him I wasn't a fink and I wasn't going to say.
He takes the animals, and they're fine, much happier.
I wake up, feeling good about the dream but intrigued -- what the hell did all that mean? Then I visit Lesley's Debris Field blog, which I do first thing every morning, and find she had a dream about bears the same night!
Then I go into work, and find the bear story still out; I had planned to read it Friday but my sub didn't have time to get to it, so it was the first thing I saw on the table; a big glossy picture of a bear!
Some odd things in my town surrounding the swine flu scenario; first case (s) of swine flu reported in Oregon, local elementary school had roughly 1/5 of its population either call in sick, or go home sick, with a stomach ailment yet it was not, insists authorities, swine flu or food poisoning. All that, and a sudden, localized freak tornado -- also at a school -- levitating an adult. Read about it on my crustacean conspiracy blog Octopus Confessional.
"I found a magazine ad of an Always maxipad slapped on a tarot card."
If that isn't esoterica I don't know what is. It's teeming with esoteric symbolism.
I found the image; it appears on The Tarot Channel blog. Of course there isn't really a Tarot card called "The Protector" but here's what Tarot Channel says about the number II assigned to the ad card:
I'm thinking that the ad creators had to have some knowledge of Tarot because "The Protector" is assigned Roman numeral II, The High Priestess (who is, of course, associated with the moon).
And in a bit of synchronicity, my Trickster's Realm column for Binnall of America is also about commercials and advertising. Conspiracies and Cannibalism: Animals and Advertising.I didn't know Richelle's column was about commercials until she told me the other day; after I had been working on mine. I avoided reading her column until I sent mine off to Tim Binnall. Richelle's is up now, mine will be up sometime tomorrow. And be sure to read all the great columns over there as well.
On UFO-Mary I have several new posts, including one on the Mexican edition of Playboy magazine, with it's Virgin Mary like model on the cover. Just in time for the pilgrimage to the shrine of Our Lady of Guadalupe.
I've been experiencing a few synchroniciites related to the image of Mary, as well as Goddess energy in general. It's not surprising to find that when ones attention is really directed at something; UFOs, what have you, the synchronicities appear!
Snarly Skepticism; also the unofficial JREF Watch, I just decided, has an entry on the dangers of Bigfoot research. Yes, dangers. The harm Bigfoot research, and just a "belief" in Bigfoot, must be told! Beware!
Usually my Trickster's Realm column for Binnall of America goes up on Monday, but recently things have been changed around a bit. So my column won't be up until Thursday. I write about the Darklore, Volume II that just came out. Speaking of, it'll make a great gift! You can find out about ordering information at Amazon.com or the Daily Grail site.
It's been snowy here, which I don't like. It's wet, it's cold, what's the point? Fortunately I don't have to go anywhere these days; I"m off for winter break for three weeks. So I'm cozy in my house, trying to work on various writing projects.
And speaking of writing projects, visit my Lulu.com storefront. I plan to have a few more things available -- some for free -- in a few days.
I was going to be on the X-Zone radio show but still sick with some cold/throat thing. I'm much better but my throat still hurts and I sound like a frog. I'm sure in a few days I'll be fine, and will post the date when I know more.
I'm posting this here because the following dream (I know, snore) has a bit of something to do with my previous post here about my OOBE. (My Utterly Completely Wondrous New Age OOBE)
That first dream/OOBE was wonderful, fantastic, amazing, and positive. This one, while almost silly sounding, was creepy and scary.
I'm reading Gray Barker's The Silver Bridge. It's been reissued by Andrew Colvin, author of Mothman's Photographer, so we all have him to thank for this. (I urge anyone interested in Mothman, or anyone just interested in Fortean stuff to read both Colvin's and Barker's books.) Copies of The Silver Bridge have been rare, and, if lucky enough to find a copy, you'd have to pay upwards of $400! Now you can get it for about $10.00. I'm enjoying the book very much. I have a fascination with Mothman that I can't explain; I've never been back east (except for one brief visit to North Carolina once) let alone West Virginia, so I don't know what's that all about. (My grandfather, part native American, was from Virginia, ... but that's a very thin connection, if any )
So I'm reading the book before going to sleep, and as I'm turning out the light, I had this weird thought pop into my head: that I better do some protection around me, because I don't want to encounter any negative entities or energies. Then I thought, "well, I wasn't planning to, and I'm tired." I turn off the light, and go to sleep. I don't know why I had that thought: I was enjoying the Silver Bridge, and not at all feeling creeped out or "scared," and certainly not thinking anything about Reptilians. As far as Mothman goes, I don't know what Mothman is/was, but I've never felt it to be Reptilian, not sure it's alien as in from outer space, or even convinced it's a negative energy.
I have a dream. It's almost funny at first. I'm very happy, very excited about something good that's happened, and I'm running down the street in joy. I run past a glass apartment building kind of thing, and I notice that there are little toy aliens everywhere, mostly green. Little rubber and plastic alien faces, and toys, and my first thought is: "That's so cute! How neat they have a sense of humor!" But then I quickly see that the building is empty, and I the thought occurs to me that it isn't funny, not one damn bit. We don't know what's going on, who the aliens are, if they're really even aliens, as in ET, and yet we're running around making cute little cartoons out of them. We're playing with fire!
But I don't have much time to dwell on that, because I'm happy, and running down the street to a local coffee shop to share my news. I go inside, and there are a lot of people in there, and at first, I'm glad to be there. Then I realize: "Goddamn!!!!! These aren't people, they're aliens! They're not just aliens, they're Reptilians!" And I see their faces change, from human, to a subtle olive green color, and their features change a bit. Not too much however, if you weren't paying attention, you wouldn't notice. And then they quickly change back. I'm freaked! I'm scared! And then they notice that I notice . . . and they're very angry about that. I try to deny that I've noticed anything, but they're not buying it. Then I get angry my own damn self, lol, and say really intelligent things like, "Who do you Reptilians think you are, anyway?!" which of course, just pisses them off even more. Suddenly I realize how really dangerous they are.
Here the dream changes. I wake up, scared to death, and don't want to go back to sleep. But I'm an adult and have to wake up at six in the morning, so tough for me. I try to go back to sleep. I immediately begin to experience that rushing, roaring sensation, and see whirls and swirls of green scales, just that, green and scales and the knowledge lizard intelligences are afoot. They won't stop, just swirling rushes of Reptilian green, and I know that that's what it is, and "they" are trying to get me to come out and play.
I say to myself that, as much as I would love to have another out of body experience like I had here, and trip the astral plane fantastic, not like this! I literally said to myself "I'm not going there!" and with great effort, woke myself up.
One more thing: I noticed earlier in the evening, while cooking dinner, there was a large green ink smudge on my hand, like something you'd get from a marker. It could have happened anywhere, and I do work in a school, but it I hadn't seen it before, and I have nothing like that at home that I can think of. A perfectly natural explanation, but a very weird bit of synchronicity.
Someone at work was wearing a great tie today; it had a very MIB like man on it with the words "I'm on a Mission: from God." In light of the previous post on MIBS, angels, God and Christians, I thought it was kind of neat. This person is a very nice and neat person, though definitely a religious Christian, which is fine, it's just funny that I respect this person but don't share his religious views. When I and another employee pointed out how cool his tie was, he mentioned the movie "The Blues Brothers."
I'm just musing along here; incidents like this just go to show that when you know someone personally, and they have views or beliefs that don't mesh with yours, it's not so easy to just mock or say "feh!" --- you can still put their particular beliefs in a file somehow, but thoroughly enjoy the person, etc.
LOL, it's just that when I saw that tie this morning, it just really gave me a big jolt of synchronicity.
