Wednesday, December 22, 2010


Winter Solstice
There was a Lunar Eclipse during the Solstice which hadn't occured for 400 years. The sky has been overcast so the Moon Light was diffused with the clouds. I didn't see anything but I felt it. In my dreams I was part of someone's celebration. I've been working with the concept of the Four Directions for awhile now. It made no sense to me at first but I figured I'd play with it since it is part of the Alchemical literature. I call the Energies of the East, South, West and North almost every morning. In my dream last night I met the personifications of each direction.
I realize now that I embodied those feelings in some of the necklaces. The East is made of raw and polished amber with skulls. Ancient earth energies and rebirth. The South is red coral with jet. Fire, protection, ambition. West is made of unpolished turquoise and gold spirals, the necklace of the Matriarch and fulfillment of family destiny. The North is of blue beads that had hung on my porch and Evil Eye marbles. The awakening of a dark and deep intuition. Talking to Spirits.I will make copies that are similar but these Four will stay with me.

The Elementals are starting to come to me in my dreams.
Last night I was allowed to go behind the Door where they are working on a project that will last till mid September 2011. It has occurred to me that this weather may be related to their Manifesting. If that is so, then this summer should be just fabulous!

Thanks to Mark Ryden for his painting.


I don't know exactly what brought on the seizures. Could have been from soaking in the hot tub drinking Gin and Tonics while talking to the birds. Or being surrounded by power rocks and crystals. I'm thinking that going to Ms. K for acupuncture on my face while hooked up to electricity might have fried a few neurons. What ever.
But it triggered a bout of not "Being Here". Not in this body, not on this planet. I was made aware that this shell I call Beth is not who I am. I wasn't even of the same species as my mother sleeping in her bed. The Cat knew though and jumped on my lap, kneading my chest like kittens do, until it passed. She's stayed close to me since.
The small piece of Logic that remained knew I had to get grounded or I wouldn't come back. What use would I be then? So I hugged the Tree in the Grove in the back. It's where Mom feeds the birds all year and has the feel of a sanctuary. It's where I send all the excess energy while I drift off in the hot tub. I've been doing that for years. The land has become a vortex of sorts with the bird bath as the center. It's where I set out my rocks and crystals in the Full Moon Light.
The seizures left me a bit "fluffy" for awhile and everyone shuffled me about during Thanksgiving, setting me in the corner till the parties were over. I didn't tell them what had happened. They wouldn't have understood. We all blamed my vacancy on the acupuncture. I couldn't focus on anything so Angela will EBay my necklaces after Christmas when she gets back from California.

Monday, December 6, 2010

The Little Girl

One of the more interesting aspects of all this for me is my mother in contact with the Little Girl. On a deeper level I feel she is a part of me that fractured off after the sacrifice with the Mayan. For my mother to believe in her reality confirms to me of her existence. She says she looks like Dora the Explorer

The first couple of times she came to her with boxes. The first had a blue jar in it and the next had a handmade doll. Maya felt that she was showing her things from past lives they shared.
Then there was the mama cat with two kittens...a basket with three compartments with a chick in one...and the last time she saw her the Little Girl came to her with a white gardenia behind one ear and a butterfly floating around the other. She took her to large ornate door and then through the jungle to ruins where she played on the steps. She hasn't come back since I've been here.

I "got" that the girl's name was SaBa. Maya said that it represents two past lives. Sa is Sumerian and Ba is Egyptian. So many memories are flooding in. I feel the three are now part of me and are just starting to blend.

Thursday, December 2, 2010

Box of Rocks

Like everyone else in my family, I pick up rocks. Some carry stories. I put my stories in the rocks I used to make these necklaces. They are made of turquoise, jet, amber, hematite, carnelian and other stones that have healing properties... then charged in the Full Moon Light.
I'll be EBaying them in a couple of weeks and will post the link.

Gemstone meanings

Monday, November 29, 2010

Home for the Holidays

One Family checking out another.

Sunday, November 21, 2010

Getting Away From It All

Hanging out at the River, watching the water flow.

Waiting for the storm to come in, following the footprints.

Keeping myself busy making jewelry.

Friday, October 22, 2010

Pulling the Curtain

I'm closing the Curtain now while I Undress.
I'll be back around Thanksgiving.

Thursday, October 21, 2010

Faces, Fashion and Photography

Something a little fun.
I love seeing photos of people from other cultures. And I love fashion. Unfortunately most of this would not be well received in this Cowboy Town... and I'm past the point of being hip. Maybe fashionable. From these blogs I think I want to see Milan. Enjoy!
My little model is six here. She was playing dressup.
My favorite is "The Satorialist". His photos are lush as he captures the street style around the world.
And he recommended Garance Dore'.
"Jak & Jil" are edgy and have behind the scenes.
As an artist I liked "Cool Hunter".
"Go Fug Yourself" puts outrageous fashion in it's place.
And I've always had a soft spot for Courtney Love.
Japanese Goth. ??
"Running Horse Fashions" is more of what I think of as Native American rather than the Twins wearing headbands.

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Lucid Dreaming

It was a mistake to listen to the Beta Brainwave video before bed. Finally at 6am I gave up trying to sleep and got up and made coffee. I'm not sleepy though.

Bizarre images ran through my mind. Often I will "imagine" talking to a Helper. We've had some interesting conversations.

Now I'm told that they can't reach me where I am.
And where I am is slipping into the lucid dreams of something not of this planet. These bouts of Hyper Reality are tastes of it. What is coming up will last three weeks.
The concept is making me queasy.

Noon. Just woke up from a lucid dream with the three year old. I could feel her hugs. It had about five separate "visits". Half way through she was sad and wanted her Mommy. The last visit she was mentally about 20 in a 3 year old body.
I think I was being shown an example.
Then the dreams did the same thing with a handful of people I was "told" read this blog.

Monday, October 18, 2010

Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds

Most everything is packed. I could put all my stuff in the back seat of a car. Maya is giving up her shop also. Our lives seem to parallel.
I've started over so many times. Why am I having such a feeling of mild dread? I read over my blog to get a clue. Three certainly seems to be the theme. It brought up a dream I had many years ago.

There were three full length oval mirrors, about ten feet from the beach in the ocean, set in a triangle. tilted up. Light started coming out of the mirrors and met at a point above where the three merge to form a laser light. Walking past on the sand was an oriental man with a big smile of double rows of teeth. A diamond set in each tooth.

I "get" that the third part of this "integration" will start soon and last till mid November...and that it will be difficult. I let that float in one ear and out the other. I don't want to "program" the experience. But things are feeling odd. Where will this lead? Can it get any more insane? I see now why my family has such a difficult time with me. LOL! I don't know if I could be a friend to me.

Tomorrow I'm picking up my camera after having it fixed. Sent off a bunch of Halloween cards. To the three year old I drew stick figures and hearts. Two go to England. One is to a gal I met this summer who had come to find the grave of her American GI dad that she didn't know. It was like finding a old friend. The other was to Lillian who I met when I went to England 20 years ago. I just found an old card from her. Me who throws out everything, how did I come to save that for so long. Will she still be there? 20 years ago! Where did the time go?

I won't have the Internet soon. I don't get a sense of being here till all this is over. I'm feeling lost. Even my Helpers left. Bear is always at my side and now all I find is a bear skin rug. I picked up an Eagle this summer and it has flown away. I would have thought they were my imagination run wild except for the information they gave me. Now I'm alone. Not sad, but disoriented.
Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds - Beatles
Beta Binaural Beat

Sunday, October 17, 2010

Way To Go!!!


"We’d like you to join us in Washington, DC on October 30 — a date of no significance whatsoever — at the Daily Show’s
“Rally to Restore Sanity”.
Ours is a rally for the people who’ve been too busy to go to rallies, who actually have lives and families and jobs (or are looking for jobs) — not so much the Silent Majority as the Busy Majority. If we had to sum up the political view of our participants in a single sentence… we couldn’t. That’s sort of the point."

Jon Stewart and Stephen Colbert used their shows last night to announce dueling rallies in Washington, D.C. Though both will take place on October 30 on the National Mall at the same time, each touted a slightly different theme. Stewart called his a "Rally to Restore Sanity," while Colbert was all about his "March to Keep Fear Alive." "Are you scared?" Colbert asked at one point. "Reasonably concerned," Jon replied. Stewart described his rally as a "million moderate march" aimed at showing that "we are here. We're only here though until six because we have a sitter."

Satellite rallies are being organised around the US.

Saturday, October 16, 2010

Bounce Back

Pulled out of the Void and noticed that Fall had come while I was away. The hills are a warm blend of russet, browns and yellow. And where did I go? I can hardly remember. Like trying to bring up a movie you might have seen as a kid, some of the highlights are there but not the plot. I can't remember MySelf. And the Dream Message is that "I'm Gone".
Forever. Done.
Maybe there will be a whole new movie? I'm trying to prepare myself for the third bout of this stuff. The dreams say there are three parts to all of this, the last being the most difficult with possibly seizures. I warned my Mom. She still hasn't forgiven me for putting her through the fear of me having seizures as a kid. We both know that they are connected somehow. Bless her for stepping up to the plate on this. I don't think I want to do this alone.

I've been listening to the CD Maya gave me of the Singing Bowls going through the Chakras. I started at the Root, listening over and over and then letting it sink in for half a day. After I had gone through the 7 Chakras I started on Brainwave videos, only having listened to the Gamma with binural beats to balance both sides of the brain.
It makes sense to recalibrate the vibrations of the mind and body. I'm blessed that I have a couple of free weeks to play around with this. I had made Chakra wall quilts before to help focus. Maybe I'll start that again?

Maya and I are still digesting the story of the children in the jars. We both sense that the children were sacrificed to the "Beast". Magic had been done on the site and brought up an energy that they couldn't contain. So they buried it. We feel the "Beast" is residue energy from the violence of the age of dinosaurs. Not the animals but the basic rage of lizard life, a ball of energy hanging around the planet until wizards started bringing it forth, giving it form. We feel the Beast is gone now.
Chakra colors and their meaning
BrainWave Chart
Cymatics - Bringing Matter To Life With Sound
Gamma Waves
Root Chakra Meditation

Monday, October 11, 2010


Yesterday was my personal Vanishing Point.
The Owner asked if I wanted to leave on Saturday while being paid till the end of the month. It gives you some idea of the stress I've had in dealing with her Consultant. Usually the owner checks out all her decisions with her lawyer first. He will probably advise her that she should not have done this as it implies responsibility. I'm not a person who sues though. If anything I feel a bit guilty because I knew that my time in Durango had an expiration date. This is giving me an easy out.

I'm going to spend the next couple of weeks getting my Groove back. Mr. Cool gave me some Official Medicinal Herb and I'm going to sink into the Void and listen to music. Maya gave me CDs of Singing Bowls and her friend, Kelly G. Jeppesen. She thinks he is working for Disney now.
I'm going to use this time to be a hermit and get my health back, detoxing, putting Tea Tree Oil on the souls of my feet and making power shakes. I prefer using ReLiv but found some a food powder with vitamins and minerals at the Food Co-op. Throw in some frozen strawberries, blueberries, banana and almond milk.
What the body needs!

When one door shuts another opens and the day before I left I met someone who is interested in repping my jewelry in Sante Fe. I've been making chunky, ethnic style necklaces with semi-precious stones which I charge up first. I have a friend who might EBay some for me also. After this last job I NEVER want to work for anyone else again.

Mr. X comes in my dreams almost every night. We are usually in a swimming pool. He is on a floating lounge chair while I'm in the water. I "get" it means that while he is of the World, I am of the subconscious. Maya has reunited with her Lost Love. We know that we would have never bothered with any of this Stuff if we had been distracted with a love life. These guys are going to be pleasantly surprised at the power of the Mojo we bring to their lives.

Vanishing Point
Time is a construct of the human brain and time has been given immense importance while everyone waits for 12.12.12. It's my opinion that 10.10.10 was the Cosmic Fork in the Road. Feel free to disagree. It is a work in progress. Maya and I both feel that there has been a recent shift into a higher dimension. There is overlap. Some people got it and some didn't. There seems to be confusion and while some people are merrily floating down the stream, others are on the verge of panic attacks.
I was having some confusion yesterday as I was getting contradictory outcomes. I was picking up that my daughter was on her way to see me and that she never left. Both were true. It made my head spin. In this life she chose not to come. Being a thousand miles away and homeschooling 3 small kids I totally understand. However, her choice will have profound consequences. Not that one will be better than the other.
Kelly G Jeppesen
Singing Bowls
852Hz - Returning to Spiritual Order
Vanishing Point
Charging Crystals

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

Dream a Little Dream of Me

I went through my dream journal last night and was surprised to see that my dreams had for told all that would happen this past month. There was no way I could have guessed what those images were referring to then, but looking back, the story was clearly there. Evidently I have spent the last 18 months working through this drama in my sleep. What has me a bit disturbed today, however, is what is coming up. If this part was predicted then I can expect the next part.
In the Dreams I had been putting three parts together. Three floors of a house, three parts of a banana peel... Sometimes I have a tree growing out of my head. Sometimes the tree is filled with birds and rubies. There was often a Christmas Tree in the corner when the third missing piece returned.
My regular life is one part, the little girl who talks to my mother is the second and the third is coming. I'm only 2/3 the way along.

Maya "got" that it was important to go back to my Mother's to have her help me with this. And my Mother urged me to return. I'll be leaving my job at the end of the month. The other person who will help with this is Mr. X. This guy has been visiting my dreams for years. He has the third missing puzzle piece. I have an idea who it might be, but not for sure.
He's been showing up in my dreams lately, kissing me on the cheek. Maya says he and I have shared many life times together. I'm looking forward to the return of my good friend.
Dream a Little Dream of Me - Zoey Deschanel
I've been doing some research on sacrifice. It's something I've been drawn to but also avoided.
IF I had been sacrificed in a past life, it wasn't a novelty. Nor has it stopped. Here is a link about what is being done to children now and why. It's gut wrenching. I can't validate the truth of it, but have heard these stories before.
Pentagon workers tied to Child Porn PS.

As I was going to sleep last night I had a vision of underground storage filled with ancient clay jars. A small child peeped over the edge of one. I realized that each jar had a child who had been sacrificed. I gently let the child know I was here for her and slowly the other jars started to stir. I didn't push it as I sensed they were dealing with too much trauma and that they slowly had to recover.

Today I came across this:
"Gobekli Tepe is located in the northern end of the fertile crescent....the origins of human civilization back several millennia......
[T]his may be the earliest evidence for human sacrifice: one of the most inexplicable of human behaviours and one that could have evolved only in the face of terrible societal stress … victims were killed in huge death pits, children were buried alive in jars...."

Sunday, October 3, 2010

Jaguar Shaman

While I was going through this ordeal I found Ross Lewallen's art that spoke to me. He was kind to let me post some.


What the hell happened?
I finally see the light at the end of the tunnel but not sure what will happen next.

My mother kidnapped me and took me to Urgent Care. A classic case of Bell's Palsy. Not a stroke because I could touch my finger to my nose. We all glossed over the week long headache.
Now my face is about back to level but I kind of doubt that I will look the same. And I sense I have the brain function of a ten year old.

Mom whipped up a Prayer Circle, fed me and listened to my story while we hot tubbed. The most amazing part of this whole ordeal is that my very sensible Taurus mother felt it made sense. In fact, she ended up making contact with the part of me that had fragmented. A small girl comes to here now and though they don't talk the girl shows her things. Talking to spirits is not something my mother accepts nor wants but this just came to her and she has fallen in love with this child. In one of their adventures the girl found a rabbit which is what I am often in my dreams.

I don't know where things will lead from now. Everything seems upside down. Maya says it is because The Window closed and the planet shifted into 5th dimension. There is chaos while things adjust. I have to admit that I don't know much about this, but I agree on the chaos part.
Some views on the 5th Dimension:

Sunday, September 19, 2010

Lost and Found

I can't see well.
I'm wearing an eye patch and look like a pirate. But I'm going to work in the morning.
Everything is snapping back.
What a weekend. Even my harshest critics said "Well, THAT explains everything!"
I think I'll hide down in a bunker so my head doesn't explode and PowWow all night at
Mr. S, if I gave you this story, who would you tell it too? The Scribe chats fairly often with Bakshi's son.

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Little Girl Lost

I had debated with myself if I should continue with this. Let me preface this essay with saying I'm normal. I'm well established in the business community for being a new comer. People make a point of asking my opinion. I present myself well and am well liked and respected. And then I have my crazy side. But it's been tempered by experience and educating myself.
I would suggest taking the rest of this as if it were a Fairy Tale. I'm not sure what is real and what is not any more.
The headache continued. It felt like the center of my brain exploded. Then a dull hum started building in my right ear. "Maya, I feel like I have a trumpet in my ear." "You do. God is trying to open communications". Well, I had asked for that the night before. That and to be integrated with the other three parts of myself that were separated when the Mayan had my bits and pieces scattered to the Four Corners. And when I tell that story to people who know me, even if they think it is a Fairy Tale, they will say "It's plausible knowing Beth."

The earache got worse. I had dreams of meeting three new sisters and three horses running back and forth. When I tried to put on make up to go to work this morning something just wasn't right. Nothing matched from one side to the other. When I got to work, Maya stopped by and I breezily said "I think I might have had a stroke. Look at my eyebrows, there is an inch difference!" The look on her face scared me and I started to cry. She was all for taking me to the hospital right then. I knew that wasn't where the answer for me could be found. Within 15 minutes someone was found to man the store and Maya walked me home, gently insisting I go get checked out.

I called my Mom to start praying for me. We're Christian Scientists and that is how we handle it. The rest of the day was spent answering the phone. Half were ready to come pick me up and go to emergency and the other to say they were part of the prayer circle. I cried all day and I'm not sure over what. I did do some intensive visualization and prayers. It's one thing to have faith and another to be stupid. Each time I asked I got that my pain was not medical.

And this is why.
When I asked to have all my parts reunited that put things in motion. When the Mayan fractured the Child the parts went to the Four Corners of their universe. Which was the Galactic Center, the Sun and Venus. The fourth remained earth bound, tied to the MayaNanny. It was the only part that reincarnated since the sacrifice.
Now the Child from the Galactic Center is being drawn home. When I close my eyes I see hers. Child eyes but extremely old. Floating off in space for 1400 years, alone since the Mayan died. He had been her only contact, picking up information about Space and telling him about it. Over a thousand years of information and no one to talk to. Now she was down loading into me.

I "got" that the process is so overwhelming that the side of my face was deadened so that there would be little resistance. And that side of my face feels like it's been Novocained. My ear aches with the pressure. Maya thought it was interesting that the right side with the pain has lowered while the left side, the one connected to the right side of the brain, has actually tightened. It's giving me the weird lopsided affect. I "got" that when everything slows down both sides of my face will even out, but I'll look different. I don't have a medical emergency but definitely a mental one. I've been cautioned to stay relaxed so I don't go insane. I started crying over that. And for the lost child who has had no one to talk to.

Great 80's Videos
Some of my favorites (as Freud)

Sunday, September 12, 2010


Someone gave me some official medicinal herb for my headache and anxiety.
But looking back at my life I can see how this bizarre scenario has played out. I remembered when this spiral started. About when this picture was taken of my fridge right before I left for Portland. As a going away present, Mr. Cool paid for a session at the Cave with Ms. K, who is also my mother's acupuncturist.
Mr. Cool met Ms. K when he got treatment after a bike accident and then learned that she could clear out negative "attachments". Since I was giving everything away to make a move it seemed like a good idea.
The Cave is really cool. Ms. K built a room around it and it's her meditation room. I think I posted an essay about it. I'll have to look. She "saw" a handful "energies" around me, but I think of most of them as guardians. One, however, gave me the chills.
I was in a group of small girls and I'm about 9. We are in Mayan jungle on a path through the brush. Our teacher is following us. Ms. K asks "Is he a shapeshifter?". In that second the teacher and I caught eyes and he shifted into a jaguar. And he SAW me in that second through the child's eyes. I was too naive to look away and she was too young.
So he gave me to the Nanny-Priestess (Maya) to be groomed. My trust in her led me to the ritual. The Mayan hoped to catch some of the FarSight by fracturing the child's spirit. His was the last face I saw. The swordsman was someone with a past life in my close family. It was a High Honor to be sacrificed in that way in that age. But no one evidently ask me at the time what I thought. Maya said I have been fractured ever since. It's been a long time since I could feel my legs.
I'm having some interesting body sensations along with all of this. Trying to be observant and not read into things. It's already weird as it is. I get a sense also that I have been matching the little girl in real time. So the Jaguar spotted her 18 months ago and she died and I integrated both on September 12. If that was true you could research the Mayans progress. I have an idea who it might be. Or have a very interesting imagination.
What has returned which has been missing lo these many years?

Headache From Hell

It started with the contact with the Mayan. A slow building pressure at the center of my brain until I felt like a sword had pierced my skull. Then slowly the pain trailed down my spine about three inches a day. Finally I realized that this was not ordinary and went to Maya for some "insight".
"You have a sword in your spine. The Mayan put it there."

I've had medical insight before. If we experience trauma in one life often we are born with residual energy that affects our health in our current body. A healer can "see" the pattern and remove it and then put a psychic "band aid" on the "wound". It's a bit different from the Christian Science healing I learned from my Grandmother where you "see" the person's Perfection.

Maya pulled the sword out and "stitched" up the gap which turned out to be quite large. During the day we both would "get" little wisps of information which we checked out with the other. We were both getting the same story.

Seems that the Mayan was trying to access the Galactic Butterfly through me. I was a young priestess who had been drugged with the help of the Priest (Maya) and the Mayan literally cut me in two. My Soul had been split to explore the two sides of the Butterfly and I was to report to him. I was a Spirit in limbo and his slave. My body was then quartered and sent to the Four Corners. Some what ironic that I live in the Four Corners now.

I'm starting to feel whole again. I've never felt I was very grounded in this Reality. It is going to be interesting to see how my body operates after this. Physically I'm pretty healthy and look youthful, but that is due mostly to intense visualization. Still, I've always felt that most of me was somewhere else.

The Butterfly is also called the Hunab Ku. I have only skimmed through this article.

Saturday, September 4, 2010

Knock Knock

Who's there?
The last song on my turntable is

Thursday, September 2, 2010

Crossing Over Dream

So after having three cups of coffee this morning I was all of a sudden unable to keep my eyes open. That intense sleepiness usually indicates that I am going to get a "message". When I laid down again I instantly fell asleep.

First I was in a reception room waiting for the guests to arrive. To the right were an assortment of table and chairs and to the left the chairs had been arranged in a circle.

Next I was going to the movies with my Welsh friend. There was a huge crowd in the lobby and we momentarily were separated. Most of the people went into the movie to the left and my friend took me to the one on the right. The Usher was a hip musician angel.

When I woke up about 15 minutes ago I was "told" that I had crossed over. Now we all wait for an Event...for the Movie to start. I'll put my dancing shoes on in anticipation.

Slip Sliding Away

A Crazy Man showed up a couple days ago. The Voices told him to find out what was happening here. Something Big happened a couple of weeks ago and he needed to see it for himself. A New Earth. He wants to be part of it.

This is how we are experiencing it.
We sense that Day One was August 31. The Window of Opportunity is slowly closing. Closed by October. Not everyone shifted with the planet. I haven't I guess. My body feels like it is being pulled apart and I'm about ready to jump out of my skin. Maya says I need more Faith.

So I thought on that. I realized that I can't allow my self to move till my kids are safe. They are so maybe I will be soon. I feel like the Captain that can't leave a sinking ship till all the passengers are herded off.
Maya shifted during an extremely deep sleep. And I can feel the division between us. Not emotionally, but sort of like magnets that push away each other.

I'm trying to wrap my mind around the logistics of this. I think it has something to do with that Bible verse about some will be taken and your neighbor next to you won't. Two worlds will literally be side by side. Will the change be complete as people age and leave? Are we preparing for 2012?
Matthew 24:37-42 Two men will be in the field; one will be taken and the other left. Two women will be grinding with a hand mill; one will be taken and the other left.
"Slip Slidin' Away" Simon and Garfunkel

Tuesday, August 31, 2010

"Why We PowWow"

In his book, The Primal Mind, author Jamake Highwater states, "Dance is the inclination of primal peoples to idealize action as a magical force. They believe that dance can shape the circumstances of nature if it can focus its contagious powers on animals and supernaturals. Through their dances they touch unknown and unseen elements which they sense in the world around them."
In other words, serious dance is prayer that can open a doorway to a connection with the total universe. A way to find that "inner being" who recognizes and appreciates the spiritual essence of interdependence and gratefully ask Creator for recognition of the needs of his or her people in return.

The "Window of Opportunity" will be closing the end of September.
To anchor the energies we'll be doing online Powwow. I'll post dates as it gets closer.
Music provided by: and/or

Popol Vuh

It's almost 2am, but I have to put this down so I don't forget. Just when I think it can't get any weirder.

I have just had a conversation with my "source". Maya's and mine actually.
I had just gone to bed, holding a crystal that Maya had given me. It was an exchange for the black stone I gave her. We felt compelled to do this and we have wondered why the significance. But we follow these hunches to see where they lead.
Now I know why.

The rocks have something to do with our being mirrors of each other. I am "black" and I gave her a black onyx egg I have had for 10 years. She gave me her white crystal that she has had for that long. One of the clues that we figured would be revealed to us eventually.
I held mine as I tried to fall asleep. The soles of my feet began to heat up. Then a Warrior appeared in my Vision.
Central American. The classic Mayan profile with feathers that arched over his head. His face was smudged with black. And then he slowly turned to look at me with a chilling glare. The other side of his face was painted white.

I attempted to talk to him and he grudgingly answered. I could feel hot, humid air in my lungs and could hear the chattering of monkeys and a parrot. The encounter was as real as if he was in my room. And he was not happy about it.

My confusion and doubt disgusted him. I got a sense of the bloodlust of his culture and since I didn't have that when he scanned me, I was beneath him.

He realized he wasn't going to get rid of me and after awhile I seemed to humor him like the monkeys around him. Slowly he realized the importance of our meeting and we tried to communicate. The concepts of each culture made it very difficult. I tried to explain about the Spanish coming and he relished the idea of battle until I made him understand that they would turn him into a slave. He didn't mind the brutality of battle but could not stand the idea of being captured.

He had a difficult time understanding where these Spanish would come from. I got a strong sense that stars were part of his "home". The idea that there were people so far away was hard for him to wrap his mind around, though he communicated with beings of the sky easily.
He is trying to place me among the stars. That's easier for him to accept than me being from the future or beyond the ocean. Mostly because I am so "soft". I couldn't possible be the outcome of all that he values.

We'll see where this goes. I need to calm down and try to sleep, but this heaviness in my chest won't go away. And my feet feel like they are dancing all by themselves.
PS. When I asked for his location I got that it was west of Mexico City, almost to the ocean.
PS. This rings a bell

Jan/21/18 Update:
Check September 2010 posts for more of the story.
I've since "uncovered" the Olmec connection.   I was having dreams of statues that I later found out were Olmec and then found them at the William Seigal Gallery in Santa Fe. 
I finally wrote the story of Nyles, who gifted me a Soul Recovery Session in my Diary Blog.  I believe he was one of the people involved in dark rituals from a past life.  I had a close call with him and eventually killed his girl friend.  I feel that the past life connection was so strong he was compelled to play out "old" feelings.

Sunday, August 29, 2010

"Can You Hear Me Now?"

I've just spent the morning with Maya comparing notes. We are having a difficult time. Crying for no reason. What is going on? This is what we "got".

We have gone through the "Window of Opportunity" leaving the Old Earth behind and going through a transition phase that will last until late September. By then the Window will be closed.
That doesn't mean there will be a sever cut off date, but you will draw to you the experiences and opportunities that are of the vibration of the world you choose to live. She was sad because she has lost some good friends. Their shop is down the stairs from hers but they no long jive. I think that is a good example of how things will pan out. 50 feet away from each other, but not living in the same "world".
"Can you hear me now?" No.
And they both have similar shops, but each is taking on a new feel to their operations. One has the feel of a fortune teller and the other a temple.

Being in the New Earth is expansive. Things have gotten Big leaving empty space.
Our thinking is fuzzy as the connections are farther away from each other. It's going to take a bit of time for them to bridge. It's been stressful for me as I've had some interesting experiences this past two weeks and I just couldn't get a handle on how I felt about it. She said she was having the same problem.
When things expanded it allowed crystalized emotions that had been embedded to fall out to be felt and released. Emotional triggers that we had ignored had harden in our psyche and were camoflaged among our old thinking. It's like pulling the couch away from the wall and seeing all the bits and crumbs that were hidden.

Old, long dead emotional situations have come up. I'm meeting people from my long past who just happen to be at the same crosswalk that I'm on. At the same time, interesting opportunities are opening up. We're sweeping up crumbs from behind the couch.

Friday, August 27, 2010

Ears to Hear. Eyes to See.

Maya and I are hearing Fairy Tales in our our sleep. We are "hearing" the archetype version of multi-realities. We are being led down a path by bread crumbs of clues, given bits of story at a time. How can you stop with out finding out how it ends? A clue is given and then we both are being downloaded with the story behind it. Often a simple version will come first and slowly details are added. We try hard to keep our own agenda out of it. Become a straw and let the information flow.
We check with each other on what we "get", and it is validated by intense body surges, tingles and a "knowing" in our heart.

Things are being laid out on an ethereal level to "correct" a distortion. People, places and things have a grid around them which filters down to the physical plane that will rearrange the outcome. Sort of like taking a cold medicine and slowly your body adjusts to the change. You are brought back to health. The grids are being adjusted to bring the planet back to health.

Now, there is Free Will. Not everyone wants to be healthy. They feel uncomfortable being outside their box and strive to maintain what they know, confusing the Power of Spirit with the power of materialism. Serve to Self rather Service to Other. Each position has a different vibration to it. It's not good verses evil. It's not a polarity but a layer above the other.

Something is affecting the planet which is separating these two states of mind/heart. This is causing a separation of planet reality.
There are clues that validate the Dream of the Green Jade. In the dream I go through a Window of Opportunity along with a stream of others and "time" is at that point.

Many ancient civilizations were aware of these cycles of the Grand Solar Year and left us clues in the mathematics of their temples. The Solar System makes a cycle of 26,000 years. There is information that all of the planets are changing right now. We are entering a cosmic summer and Earth is not the only one that is heating up.
Is this the beginning of the Golden Age?
Temple of Angkor Wat
Changes to the Solar System
Dream of the Green Jade
This blog on September 16, 2009

Thursday, August 26, 2010

The Four Kings

The Fourth King has arrived.
The Realm of each borders the intersection with the sacred geometry. Pepin, Louis the XIV, Richard the Lion Hearted and now the Roman. The King of Starbucks. The Wild Card.

Maya and I both "see" the past lives of these men and wonder why they have gathered here.
What point in time...what decisions...were made by each of these people that have some sort of a theme?
What we get is that each represents a Fork in the Road and their gathering has something to do with changing a Time Line. Each is only vaguely aware and that is of no importance. Most of the work is being done in the dream state.

It's been such a relief having Maya to consult. When we both get a "hit" on something we know that we are on the Trail. Where it leads we are not sure nor why we are so driven. We have found that energetically we are like a machine that becomes activated when both parts come together. We are mirrors of each other. Her right side corresponds to my left. She is white and I am black. We are greater than the sum of our parts.

Since Friday the 13 we have found that the energy has changed. Before it felt like it was a struggle to "arrange" energy so that it would balance. Now the energy is productive. It's become a fertile ground for creative expression.
We are still amazed at the process.

Friday, August 13, 2010

We Fulfilled Our Destiny

I will give an account of the past 24 hours as best I can. It will be a subjective report.
Take it for what you will.

The crop circles lately seem to resonate as symbols for what Maya and I have both been "picking up". She felt that they were also indicating "X Marks the Spot". A Landing Pad. Something was arriving. She suggested that we do a Prayer Circle yesterday Morning.

First let me give a bit of a background on the two of us.
Be both were unwanted children and still are distant from most of our family. Both would go into trances as children and have spent at least half of our lives in a Trance/Meditation State. Both driven to heal the planet. Both driven to come to Durango, Colorado since 2005. The Four Corners is HOME to us both after being gypsies all our lives. Both have given all our possessions away many times and now have almost nothing.
We have Both been driven like birds following a migration all our lives without really knowing what the outcome would be.

So this is how yesterday morning played out to the best of our memories. Most of it done in a semi-trance state. So much can't be remembered.

When I arrived at her shop she had set our her "tools"...candles, incense, crystals and sacred geometry. She locked the door. We held hands and invited our Spirit Helpers to join us. A circle of Beings surrounded us. We both "saw" them....Angels, Devas, Elementals, Fairies and a couple of Dragons. Our bodies tingled from energy surges. There were colors and music and then a rush of energy.
I "saw" us as part of the stars of the Big Dipper. Me to the left and her to the right. I was black and she was white. Energy started expanding from each of our positions and then shot to Earth.

The Grail! We had "created" the geometry for the Grail.
Maya "took" that energy and pushed it into the empty circle that seemed to resonate with a crop circle from a few days ago. We felt that our previous Prayer Circles had gathered Energy which had "transferred" to the Sacred Geometry of the bricks in the intersection below us. Still that circle of energy was "vacant"....until now. The Sphere became a torus, expanding to the stars. The Torus became a tree rising through the sky, filled with Birds. The Tree of Life.
We "heard" cheers of celebration.
This crop circle is the Grail and the path of energy moving into a New Earth. Things will still seem bad, but we were "told" that it's the evidences of old paradigms falling apart and toxins being released from the planet. Just like when you do a cleanse, part of the process is to be sick as all the toxins rise to the surface.
Have Faith. Fear only delays progress.
I've just come back from Maya's.
We needed to compare notes. What in God's Name happened?
We both were exhausted, unfocused, hungry and buzzing with energy later. And a huge sense of relief. We both were "told" that we are done now. We can retire and live normal lives. All will be restored to us. Our husbands will show up soon.
We each have a different look in our eyes now. And a sense of contentment.
Why us? We filled in the blanks for each other this morning.
We came to correct our part of the destruction of Atlantis and the planet. We were on opposite sides of that event... and that Opposition is what was needed to create the correct blend of energy to push this along. Yin/Yang. Pisces and Virgo.
And while I am female now, this isn't "right" for me. Most of my past lives have been male warriors. I am Powerful. More logical than emotional.
Maya embodies the feminine. Guenevere. A higher and more pure vibration than me. The Woman of Scars. She cries all the time.
While we carried the male/female balance, together we brought in the Divine Feminine that activated the Sacred Grail Geometry.

The Source is the Big Dipper and has been forever. It is the home of the Bear. Arcturus. As in Arthur. As in the companion to Diana. My Bear has been my companion through this whole quest. I have heard and felt Red Bear. People have seen it. Now I have White Bear which I am slowly becoming. I'm not sure what that means, just that in my meditations I am now in a White Place with a White Fur around my shoulders that is slowly becoming my being.
I found that my name means Bear/Warrior Child.

So we are done now. We no longer feel driven and welcome retirement.
I'm starting to become involved in the politics of my town. I think I will publish two more blogs though.
One will be on the Four Corners. We have found that Spirit has a sense of humor and uses a play on words and symbols. The Grail is in the center of the Four Corners of the World.
One of the blogs will be a tourist guide to this area. You can travel in a circle and be in all four states...Colorado, Utah, Arizona and New Mexico. They don't call this The Land of Enchantment for nothing.
The other blog will be about sustainable living. All the information I wish my children to have to live a healthy life. One of the reasons I'm in Durango is because it is a very "Green" City. And it works. People are happy and healthy and prosperous. It's the way of the future.
I'll work on those blogs soon and post where to find them.
For now, I'm just too wore out to continue...

Bear Cults
Thanks again to Crop Circle Connection. Here is the Before Crop Circle:

Sunday, August 8, 2010

At the End of the Street...

at the Vanishing the X.

You'll miss the sounds, but this might be interesting...
Bike Ralley Parade Sunday Morning, September 5

Wednesday, August 4, 2010

My Mind is Just Spinning

I need to sit back and ponder.
On the couch above watching the sunset at Hermosa Beach, drinking Gin&Tonics, listening to

New Beginnings

“Seal of Melchizedek,” two interlocked squares in gold. Abel offers his lamb as Abraham gently pushes Isaac forward. The hand of God reaches down to this sacred meeting through the red veils adorned with golden gammadia on either side. The theme is the great sacrifice of Christ, which brings together the righteous prophets from the past as well as the four corners of the present world, thereby uniting all time and space.”

The Meaning: There have been speculative meanings assigned to the characteristics of The Seal, but there has been no complete and authoritative summary.

The symbol resembles the Sun: The often depicted circle inside may also indicate eternity, or perhaps also the Sun, which is symbolic of the source of all light: the Son of God.

Eight sides/Eight points – Eight to the Hebrews symbolized “New Beginning” or ”Beginning Again.” In other words, eternal.
A new beginning may also relate to marriage, and the circle, Eternal Marriage: Four is symbolic of earth or mortal life.
In Zorro's dream last week I was reading The Book and the Word was "Lazarus".

X Marks the Spot

When looking down from the Cantina you will see this pattern in the intersection below. A new crosswalk of red bricks was laid down this Spring.

Interesting that this formation seems to have the implied weight of a sphere upon it.

Sunday, August 1, 2010


I've expanded my Bubble of Protection to X.
Later I asked Maya if she "saw" IT.
Yes. She saw the Sphere about the same time I started projecting it.
About the same time the shops in the Sphere started having electrical problems. Phones, computers and lights have had to be repaired or replaced. Maya lost 6 bulbs for her tract lighting.

It's rarely a good idea to put personal information on the Internet but I feel it applies here.
I am Beth. Harold Charles Barnes was my grandfather. Larry taught me how to create Sphere energy.These are only a few of the coincidences that I found in this movie.

I am also Beth from Farmington, New Mexico.
Mary Barnes of Farmington, Connecticut was the last Witch hung in that state. How far beyond our DNA does that connection go?


XYZ is anything that takes you out of yourself to somewhere else.
Sometimes it is a Gin&Tonic on an empty stomach with little sleep.

In this case it means
X as in X Marks the Spot.
Y as in a Triad.
Z for Zorro.
His Sword is his music. Went to listen at to his Acid Jazz last night. Many in the crowd were swaying with their eyes closed.
We are part of a Triad at X.
Within a half an hour of meeting we were long lost buddies. Maybe more than I realized at the time. A few days ago he was telling me about the origins of his name from an Abbey in Wales. As he was talking I "saw" myself as an aged priest and him as a young warrior. Then a map. Since he is very comfortable with this sort of information I passed on my vision. He drew a map and I pointed out the spot.
Yes. That was the location of the ancient abbey.
Later when he went up to the Cantina for a beer after work he met a guy about his age who had just moved to the town. They share the same unusual last name.

Maya and I share our visions of X.
We both have arrived here because of our Dreams of X. We have cried together over the relief of having someone else validate this illogical drive. When we pray we seem to be more than the sum of our parts. I "saw" that our energy fields were overlapping creating a space of Power.
This crop circle appeared about the same time. Notice the three dots. What Triad do they represent?
Thanks to the Crop Circle Connector for the photos. They have a diagram of the enery fields at this site:
I thought of the Arc of the Covenant. Were the Angels creating Sacred Space?
Charles Gilchrist's site explains Sacred Geometry and the Vesica Piscis.

Sunday, July 25, 2010

Through the Looking Glass

I can't shake what happened yesterday. There is no doubt in my mind that part of me woke up at 4:30am while the other half slept in till 7. Where is that "Other Beth" off to? Was her life significantly changed because she didn't send out the post cards? Did she have enough time to go to the Farmer's Market and get flowers?
Where else is her life diverging from "Mine"?
What am I supposed to do differently? What risks am I supposed to take?
There is still a sense of Hyper=Reality. Everything has a feeling of being Intense and full of Potential.
"I am real!" said Alice, and began to cry.
"You won't make yourself a bit realler by crying," Tweedledee remarked: "there's nothing to cry about."
"Alice in Wonderland"
"We're not in Kansas anymore Toto"
Somewhere Over the Rainbow by IZ
PS. The next day at work, the adjoining shop was playing this song.

Saturday, July 24, 2010

A Groovy Day

Woke up in a fog, but couldn't go back to sleep. Even though it was 4:30am.
I opened the curtain to catch the early sun and had that same Hyper=Real sensation. I must say it took a bit to calm me down. I had an overwhelming feeling that I also was asleep. Something had "split" me and I really didn't feel with it until the alarm went off at 7am.

Used the Time to write out postcards, signed "Love, Beth". It made sense to use this amped up feeling. So I send out little Love Bombs.
Left early so I could go to the Farmer's Market. Food has been tasting so much better since it opened. Of course, a bit more than our SuperBiz at the Mall. But neither am I spending money on transportation right now. And I know that everything has been picked withing a few hours.
I splurged on a bouquet of Irish Bells and Queen Anne's Lace.
A coffee and a croissant at the French Bakery.

Go over last night's totals to pass on to the owner while I munch. Then do a Blessing for the Store. Thing will be different. Our "Snookie" quit and is off the schedule now. Cute as a button she is, but the drama was making this job difficult.
Met some ladies from New Zealand that were spending the summer on motorcycles with their husbands.

Checked in with my Posse. Of all things, God has given me three young men to pal with. Two work for me. The other is around the corner so we all bump into each other often, laughing.
I manage with Texting. I wish I had had a vision on that so I could have told my Business Ed Teacher when she said I would be a failure without taking shorthand.

As I get home, I start to chill a block away. A flutter of panic attack. I couldn't figure what was upsetting me. Till I remembered the morning.
Are you abducted if they screw with your "time"?
Got over that real quick and made fried rice with a bunch of vegetables from the Market.
The thunderstorms have started up again. The air smells of pine.
A Gin and Tonic and kick back listening to KSUT under the headphones.
Feeling Groovy by Simon and Garfunkel

Friday, July 23, 2010

Dream of 23

I Dream I had about a month ago:
I was shown a rough quartz crystal rod.
23 was IMPRINTED on my Brain.
Then I was shown a perfectly balanced crystal. Below was another crystal that was brown with the toxins it had absorbed.

"Robert Temple wrote a book called The Sirius Mystery - which deals with Earth's connection to the Sirius star system.
To Egypt, the 23rd of July, when Sirius starts to rise the waters of the Nile begin to flood. Then it meant fertility, that is one reason, for she was Isis. Sirius, Isis, the great mother of the gods. Even the Swiss celebration day, is the 1st of August. This is a Sirius relative.
Our solar system is born in from the womb of Isis. Sirius B, which is Isis , is made of iron (radio astronomy has shown). The iron of Sirius b, is the same as the iron in our blood and the iron of Earth and of our solar system. Sirius is our blood. We resonate to her. She is older than our solar system, which is a combination of interstellar debris, including the gas clouds, our sperm of Osiris/Orion. The iron in our blood comes from Sirius, its position in the sky, could thus be considered to resonate to Sirius's position of influence. Iron is the only true magnetic element."
There was Thunder and Lightnining all day today


"Ahhh. Now I can see. Basically, we have a 'Cardinal' T-square currently in transit. This means, we have three main points in conflict, with an empty spot that demands compensation for the equation to balance. Cardinal signs are the ones that are active and reactive - Aries, Cancer, Libra and Capricorn.

In a way, they are probably the most volatile quality...everyone is vying for a voice or even for control. During the worst of the fighting here, the aspect was a Grand Cross...with the Sun in Cancer completing the square. That is passing, the Sun is in Leo today as a matter of fact and as the Sun moves higher in degree, we will be back to the T-square and a major imbalance. My opinion is, that with the Sun in Cancer, the energy was demanding a certain aspect of caretaking. There is a huge focus on new beginnings (Jupiter and Uranus in Aries) - one that involves breaking free of old paradigms and rising above things.

Another part of the T-square is Pluto in Capricorn (transformation). The Aries energy makes things exceptionally volatile (Aries is Fire, and these two planets together are pretty much describing an explosion, or a bomb going off) and Pluto is about going deeply into the issues. Caretaking isn't always pretty - I mean, think of tough love. Clearing old energy, going down deep and stirring the muck, get things out in the open and clear the air, so to order to serve a clean fresh start.

Mercury in Leo shines the light on a sense, holding the space for such clearing to occur. It shows up in this chart in the 12th house, the house that demands resolution of issues in order to move forward into 'birth' - the first house. Also, Leo is unconditional love, so that idea of being brave and staying present for what is said is a big one...reinforced BIGTIME now with the Sun in Leo.

Neptune and Chiron describe a huge wound in our consciousness. The main metaphor I see out there now, is the hole in the ocean floor of the gulf of Mexico. But think of it as just one representation in the whole pattern of reality. It is there, somehow, for everyone on an individual level. Think of the ocean (Neptune) as a metaphor for dreams, both real and ideal. Venus, Mars and Saturn have been in Virgo...Saturn just shifted sign into Libra - the new year started out with Saturn in Libra, but it went retrograde into Virgo and now its coming back out. Virgo energy describes perfection, getting things right.

All of this energy is looking for balance between masculine and feminine energies out in the world, and especially with Saturn in the mix, it means 'getting things back on the right track.' Also, we are looking at creating a new timeline here, since Saturn describes TIME."

Thanks to Bridger @FCN 4 the Above.

Bridging a Connection

Now I'm linking in odd patterns.
I'm dumping all that Energy in the Cantina. Let them have it. There is a continuous Flow of People from all over the world who gather there, listening to the Band at Happy Hour.
Let That Energy Flow.
The Three Hematite Necklaces, blessed on the Buddha Full Moon, were passed out.
"The name comes from the Greek word for blood. It has been used as an amulet against bleeding, and so is known as the "blood stone". When arranged like the petals of a flower, it is referred to as the "iron rose". Native American folklore states that war paint made from hematite will make one invincible in battle."

Crossing the Bridge

About 18 months ago, about when this was taken, I was getting a strong urge to do some traveling and see where it took me. I gave up all my stuff, went to each one to help and bond and by a quirk of Fate, ended up here.

I went from
"There" to "Here"
on many levels.
One was a shift in belief system. I was having so much synchronicity and holding it back was giving me migraines. I decided that when my most heavy responsibilities were done I would just open myself to what ever came my way. I lost a lot, but the coincidences just became more frequent.
I try to allow myself to go with the flow.
Sacred Geometry Patterns showed up. And many dreams of past Kings and Past Lives.
There is Pepin and Richard and Louis the XIV.
They are located in a straight line that intersects with an 8 pointed star. What common thread goes through the lives of these three men?
I think the Bears are after them. LOL!

In the Dream with Bear We cross a River.

Sunday, July 18, 2010

A Blast From the Past

Part of the process of Transitioning is to own up to your past.
This past week brought up memories of Flynn. We traveled in the same circle of friends and got involved briefly. We handled things in an immature way.

Yesterday while talking to my staff about unusual things, Flynn walked in.
Ten years and 1400 miles later I finally get closure.

The other thing about Transition is that God sends a coincidence to let you know who is in charge behind the scene.

Saturday, July 17, 2010

Shine On Crazy Diamond

I woke up to a dream where I was hiring someone. The first person was leaving. They were quite heavy and dense. The second seemed normal but bland and I was interviewing to replace them. The third person was completely covered in diamonds and they will be starting shortly.

Shine On You Crazy Diamond by Pink Floyd
City Lights from Space
The shape of the crop circle reminded me of a honey comb. Here is a site of a Bee Shaman.
Bee as a symbol of royalty.

Friday, July 16, 2010


I suspect that the layers of reality correspond to the chakras of the body.
Joseph Campbell in one of his lectures talked about "dieing" to our lower chakras that govern our need for survival, and then "resurrecting" to the heart chakra where we are concerned for others. He felt that the majority of civilization resided in their root chakras. The point of living becomes maintaining a home and success gained through competition.

What happens to the community that rises to the occasion and lives in their Heart?

The Way to Illuminaion by Joseph Campbell

Thursday, July 15, 2010

Good Vibrations

Things are still "ending".
No coffee. My French Pot shattered. The fridge quit. Pitch the wasabi I just bought. I bought an air mattress because I am so transitional right now and I woke up to that being flat. So groceries and a sleeping bag tomorrow. I lost my favorite jewelry too.

But I have my theories about all this.
At one time I was "shown" in my dreams how every event, place and person is layered with versions of themselves from the most evil to the most pure. We have the free will to manage our spirituality so that we become compatible with what ever version fits at the time. Each of us has our own little bubble of reality as we go through life. A Happy Bubble may be with in a few feet of a Sad. It's Swiss Cheese Reality.

I don't feel that people who inhabit "Evil Bubbles" are necessarily bad. We choose our parents and situations before birth to give us the perfect petri dish to grow in. Some may need a hardship to overcome which gives insight or compassion. Some offer themselves up for sacrifice.

Nor are we stuck in one place. The Theory that I am playing with is that by our efforts we can influence the rate of vibration which changes the Bubble we are compatible with. And as we increase our vibration, we loose things and relationships that are of a lower rate.
In the three months I've been here I've worked hard to release heavy emotions and I physically have changed my appearance. As I'm meeting new friends, things from my past don't seem to work anymore.

In the Bigger Picture, I wonder if the Planet itself is going through a vibrational change?
There are all sorts of speculation out there.
D0loras Cannon's book, "Convoluted Universe", based on her work with patients doing hypnotherapy, found that when she took people into the future during their hypnosis there seemed to be several possible worlds. Are we at the point where we should be picking out furniture for our new homes?

If you study the Schuman Resonance, then there is data that the planet is changing it's vibration. It reminds me of hummingbird wings. You know they are there, but their vibration is too fast to see them. Can we vibrate so fast that we physically no longer reside in the same "space"?

I wonder how much of the Solar Precessional Cycle is responsible for the heating up of the planet? Some suggest that the entire Solar System is changing. Are we in a cosmic summer? There are places like the Angkor Wat Temple in Cambodia whose architecture is based on the mathematics of the Cycle. One has to wonder where the Priests got their information and how important is the message that they went to such extremes?

Is this Cosmic Summer the Cosmic Sun/Son that returns? Are our myths and rituals based on this 26,000 cycle where the Solar System goes through an amazing change of vibration/ascension?
Does this summer's heat wave indicate that the Sun/Son has indeed resurrected?

Good Vibrations by The Beach Boys
Convoluted Universe by Doloras Cannon
Schuman Resonance
Solar System Changing
Angkor Wat