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Close Encounters of the Mystical Kind

Contact #1
I was at Mt. Baker recently with eleven others who are associated with the Seattle UFO Network (SUFON). I had a “contact” experience that reminded me of my time at Mt. Shasta in June, 2014: Three of us met Camilla Blossom in Portland and carpooled south. We were embarking on our Nature Spirit Medicine retreat after one year of teachings, phone conferences, water wheel ceremonies and Earth Songs. On the drive I drew this image of S/He Dragon that depicts the Sacred Feminine and Sacred Masculine in both men and women. It was a way to illustrate my inner experience via the book I was writing entitled S/He Dragon ~ How I Found My Wings.

Contact #2
Early in the drive I saw with inner eye (Third Eye seeing) a flying dragon above the car. I drew its wings that had precise arcing lines. A pink neck collar had the same design. What did the collar represent? At one level I sense that it represents my throat chakra and that time in 2014 when I began to tell my S/He Dragon story. At another level it represents the heart and throat chakras that activated my wing chakra.


Contact #3
At Mt. Shasta our Nature Spirit Medicine group went into a crystal shop. As I casually wandered past a large quartz crystal I “got” that I was to go back and really look and listen. As I did so the crystal “being” expanded in height as rays poured forth. I had the sense that “Tall Ones” were present and associated with the Pleiades. The intensity moved the ground from under my feet and sent a jolt upward. It felt like a whip lash at the neck and the words I wrote were “dragon coiled.” The name of the crystal? “Star Gate.”

Contact #4
That afternoon at Hedge Creek Falls Trail in Mt. Shasta I felt activation in my crown chakra that sent a current of stillness downward through my body. At the same time I felt an elongation as if I was rising up to join the “Tall Ones.” Then a “pop” released my stiff ankle (this ankle had been blocked for years) and I started to rock back and forth, similar to my experience in the crystal shop.
p__5ec8Trish and Turtle Rattle at Kettle Falls Trail, Mt. Shasta 2014

Contact #5
I went to Mt. Baker recently with the Seattle UFO Network (SUFON). Eleven of us lodged at Glacier Springs for the weekend. Each one attending had a personal story as to why they were there. I was fascinated—this was an introductory weekend for me. The first night the guys had their cameras and screens as we sky watched satellites, flashes of light and erratic patterns in the sky. Some saw what they suspected were space craft. The second night we set up in a parking lot near Heather Meadows. After setting foot in the lot I soon felt light headed and started to rock back and forth. I had a subtle sense of being elongated and thought of the “Tall Ones” whom I had met at Mt. Shasta in 2014. “Spaced out” I reached out to someone next to me for balance. This was the same parking lot that Tom Sanger had his “contact” experience in 1988. I was able to share my similar experience with him and as I was leaving the lot he suggested that I pay attention to what happens next. Everything was normal and then so very subtly, as I was falling asleep, I saw above me the form of a circular space craft soft pink/tan in color—the exact same image that appeared in my singing bowl experience.
Why tell these stories of altered states and multi-dimensional realities? Because:
~ This linear reality may be the “altered” state.
~ There are beings of higher intelligence that we meet and greet.
~ Cosmic neighbors are working with us to save ourselves and this planet.

Sound Therapy

Last night on the television show Ancient Aliens I heard reference to “sound technology.” It reminded me of an experience I had a couple of weeks ago at DreamClinic Massage and their Sound Bath event featuring Crystal and Tibetan Singing Bowls. I love these bowls that sing to my chakras and take me into an altered state of consciousness. Or, is this linear reality the “altered” state?
singing bowl

The group “bath” began with vocal toning and sharing and then each participant chose a comfortable position to experience the singing bowls. When the facilitator came to me and played the bowl at my Third Eye I saw above me a round space craft.

If sound unifies me with higher intelligence what would happen if planetary citizens chanted “OM” at the same time all around the planet? Perhaps it would serve as a gentle yet powerful tidal wave to awaken the sleeping masses on Earth. Perhaps it would serve as a bridge between cosmic neighbors.

Peshastin Pinnacles

The Peshastin Pinnacles are located between Leavenworth and Wenatchee in Eastern Washington. This particular spire was the focus of a recent hike. When I intentionally listened to what the sandstone had to say this poem took shape and my favorite Bible verses followed. Nature never fails to inspire.

Sandstone spire
Rising up out of Earth
Like breaching whale
Frozen in time.

Where was I during this e-motion
Of energy in motion?

The Holy Bible
Job 38:4
Where wast thou when I laid the foundations of the earth? Tell me, if you have understanding.

Job 38:31-36
Canst thou bind the sweet influences of Pleiades, or loose the band of Orion?

Canst thou bring forth Mazzaroth in his season? or canst thou guide Arcturus with his sons?

Knowest thou the ordinances of heaven? canst thou set the dominion thereof in the earth?

Canst thou lift up thy voice to the clouds, that abundance of waters may cover thee?

Canst thou send lightnings, that they may go, and say unto thee, “Here we are?

Who hath put wisdom in inward parts? or who hath given understanding to the heart?

Wake Up and Slow Down

SriSri image
My new friend, Rachna, introduced me to her teacher, Sri Sri Ravi Shankar. His words are meaningful to me since I have slowed down this month with fewer work hours and no commute (yay!). I now see that the more I work the more money I spend and the more I spend the more I need to work. Such an enslaving pattern! I am enjoying slowing down.

Wake Up and Slow Down
By Sri Sri

Often you are in a rush in life. When you are in a rush, you are unable to perceive things properly. This takes the charm, thrill and beauty from your life. You can never be close to the truth when you are in a rush because your perception, observation and expression become distorted.

The rush to enjoy robs the joy from life and only denies the joy and freedom of here and now.

Often you do not event know why you are in a hurry. It almost becomes a biological phenomenon to be in a rush. Wake up and become aware of the rush you are in! Wake up and become aware of the rush in you!

It is ridiculous to be in a rush to slow down. Just being aware of the rush itself will take care of it. Slowing down does not mean being lethargic or procrastinating, as it is easy to get into the extremes of either being in a rush or being lethargic.

Rushing arises out of feverishness, and feverishness arises out of lack, a need to achieve. Dynamism, on the other hand, is an expression of fulfillment.

The golden rule is to be awake, and when you are awake you cannot help but be dynamic.

This moment realize that you are awake.

A Love Attack

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It felt like a love attack, as my heart cracked open, greeting childhood friends at a class reunion party in Tacoma. For many years I did not attend these gatherings because “I had nothing in common” with people from childhood. Meaning (I can now identify it because I have moved on — yay!) I was in my multi-dimensional dragon cave and not relating to this world very well. That withdrawal began after Archangel Michael visited me and the fiery Kundalini force snapped the back of my neck leaving me paralyzed for three days. That intensity of light/energy rewired my brain and it has taken many years for me to ground back into my body — not as my old self, but as my new self.

After the party I drove the back roads of my childhood, past Collins grade school and friends’ homes, the woods where I kissed my fifth grade boyfriend, and our old house on Canyon Road, now in shambles and being swallowed up by blackberry brambles. I felt like visiting a sister in the area so I stopped to chat around an outdoor fire. A few days later this sister and I spent a day together on a road trip. This was a major shift for us due to my brain/body withdrawal. But, now, my heart had cracked open!

Grounding into my body has been a gradual process and is my firsthand experience of evolution. This is why I state in my book, S/He Dragon ~ How I Found My Wings: “Light shape shifts matter and evolves consciousness.”

(In the background of this photo is George Perry who, along with his wife Andi, take photos and produce videos of our reunion events. As you can see, George has not lost his childlike spirit.)

Between Worlds

I am not consumed by politics of this world because I fly into “shamanic” worlds. People ask me, “Do you do shamanism?” My response is, “No, shamanism does me.” I ran across the following blog post from 2012 that describes a shamanic/non-linear experience. Shamanic experience provides healing between worlds.

I walk between worlds – Seeing
I notice a new elemental sensation – Metallic
As I step into – Power

Less talk, less busyness
More ceremonial ritual
Vibrational shift in head
Changing action of body

Cords of attachment loosen – Pop!
Hooks release, seals break
Allowing new substance in between

Archangel Michael’s sword
Draws out toxic poison
Pulling, pulling wet black/white – Umbilical cord
Attached to my earth and Beloved Mother Earth

I scream and scream
A spell, a curse from long, long ago – Begone!

Sword transmutes toxic implant
Into brown (carbon) vine leafing out green (nitrogen)
Spreading, growing clean all around

King Tut enters
Egyptian Goddess with black on both sides of head — Isis
Wearing black and gold

Jaguar with collar and leash
Attached to me as body guard
Keeping watch, protecting

What circular thread weaves here to there, then to now?
What alchemical magic, black to gold?

Goddess and God
Seeing, knowing, doing — The work
Tending the vine
Connecting – Between worlds

Bee Instructions


Shamanic drumming expands consciousness connecting us to a larger whole. This multi-dimensional experience is enchanting and I recommend it for anyone feeling depressed, lonely, or lost.

At the Faery Congress I participated in a shamanic drumming with Robert Moss. As drumming began I immediately saw an open fan in front of me (the hand held type) and began walking the pleats. It reminded me of a tread mill—like my busy life at times. The drumming started to buzz in my left ear sounding like a swarm of bees. The sustained buzz must have transported me momentarily because everything went blank. I then saw a golden oval mound reminding me of a gemstone. I was being gifted a ring! I asked what I could give in return and was told it was my time to receive—my time to Be! (Later I got that as BEE and that the ring was honey color and similar to a bee hive in shape. Enchanting!)

The next day at the Congress I attended a session with Jeremy Berg who has worked with David Spangler and the Lorian Association. We talked about talismans and I asked if my vision meant that I was to buy this ring. After discussion the answer was an affirming “yes.” Someone in the group mentioned that the young man sitting next to me was a jewel crafter. I now have his contact information and will watch for a honey colored gemstone to come into my life. Enchanting!

Jeremy commented that it was a good thing I wasn’t asked to buy a house! We had a good laugh at that. Laughter is good medicine and connects us with other realms. Be sure to laugh today—heal the chaos of this world.

Full, Solstice Moon of Dream Time

When this linear reality and dream time reality line up I know that something powerful is moving. My emotional state and these two recent dreams have something to say beyond ego drama. All I know is that Earth is moving in Fire and Ice.

Dream under Full Solstice Moon, June 21, 2016, 2:30 am

A group of us on a high landscape are anticipating an event
Mt. Rainier is in view in the far distance
I see a large chuck of mountain break loose at its right side
It falls on the city below
I think of the people, buried
In progressive waves more debris hits land
Large grey rocks fly toward us
As they get very near I see that they are space ships
I raise my arms to acknowledge them, welcoming
Everyone raises their arms
It is very dark and we are asleep
A discontented alien baby wakes us
We try to sooth it, a pacifier works
The baby calms and lies down between two of us

(is this the same baby from my last dream?)