Saturday, November 4, 2017

Timelines




Mesa Verde

There is so much odd synchronicity around all these details.   Michael Crichton's book, "Timeline", is dated in France around the time all these ruins were abandoned.  Or, like hummingbird wings, is their frequency is to fast to see them?
 Crichton's book "Sphere" is a great analogy for the Energy of the Aztec Ruins.   If the buildings are the "spaceship" then the space withing the Kiva is the Sphere.  

Owls in the Night

When A.I.R. and the Baby moved to the Ruins the owls moved to the tree outside their window.

Snakes made dramatic visits and left  a five foot snakeskin while I was actually dreaming it. 
We found it the next morning.  out side the RV.

We had Bears

There is No Place like Home

This is kinda how I'm feeling after returning to town from the Ruins.  The National Park is on one side of the Animas River and the little town is on the other.  A literal Fork in the Road during tourist season.  There are amazing sights within 3 hours in any direction.   Sitting in Pagosa Hotsprings is healing.  Santa Fe is overwhelming.  Shiprock is disorienting.
What a Blessing it was to spend September with the Artist-in-Residence who I guess I shall call A.I.R. from now on.  Evidently my part in passing on a message has come to pass and the Outcome will take awhile to "bake".   Let it roll out organically.  Privately.  However, a New Grid was laid down and "activated".  So cool.   I didn't make it happen.  I just "listened" and waited.  Synchronicity introduced connections.  The newest Ranger grew up around the corner from my girlfriend in Indiana.   Dreams of SpiderGrandmother.    Toning "Oms" in the Kiva on Full Moons.  What was the Kiva used for 800 years ago?  Why is this symbol  found in ruins all over the world?
ALL the details to a half dozen Dreams and Visions over more than 20 years have now come to pass while we wait on the  Last Scene.
The Hawaiian Shirt Guy/Dave is the Bouncer to a Star Wars Cantina.  Many layers of Realities Dancing to the Music.


Sounds of Silence


Friday, November 3, 2017

Mark Your Calendars

The Last Scene of this Dream Sequence is a 
Star Wars Cantina Celebration.
That location just presented it'self to Cheryl, Dave 
and I and it will be going in the Spring.

Thursday, November 2, 2017

My Neighborhood


Durango, Colorado

Where I go to see Sunsets

 This is the cave and the next two are the entrance on the other side
 created by trees that fell into the ocean.






 Sacred Pond

Ranch on the way to Durango

 Shiprock from my Sunset Place

Six photos of Pagosa Springs, Colorado






Ancient rock alter with Angel Peak in the distance

Crow Canyon


  Lichen on a rock

Blue Bird of Happiness

 My Sunset Place

Houseboats on Navajo Dam



Monday, October 30, 2017

Home Again

I don't know how to fully explain how the next two months went.
I moved back into town with my RV a couple days ago.  It feels like a decompression chamber.  It will be interesting to see how things go from here.

There are so many layers to this Fairy Tale.  Living on the Ruins was a trip.  Between the wildlife and the energy the Ruins itself puts out  I am not the same girl who went into that Land of Oz.
The inspiration for this blog was a series of Dreams and Visions I had over 20 years ago.  The blog posts are the bread crumbs I leave.  When it was most intense I started doing collage notebooks.  They started out only to be a place to collect ideas for art that I didn't want to loose.  Some were more like a Tarot Reading I didn't understand.  Until September when the Visions came true.  Somehow a time loop was created in September.

An Artist-in-Residence moved in next to me with her 10 month old daughter.  My collage notebook was THIS Baby's birth announcement.   There is a bit of "Willow" in this particular Fairy Tale.
Val Kilmer also knows the Baby who lived next to me at the Aztec Ruins for a month.
The Baby's family are highly regarded Native American artists, scholars and humanitarians. It is no mistake that Bear brought us together at this Space and Time.  We had bear visits while they stayed here.  The last came to the gate the morning they left.  They felt it was Bear coming to say Goodbye.

The morning they left I finally had a chance to talk to the Grandmother whose art work I used often in my collage notebook which I showed her.  We are on the same page.  This woman is my idol and this was our third "accidental" meeting but first time I had talked to her.  The Message I got from Spirit for her was a bit out of  "Midnight Special".
  I have no doubts that this Baby will be a true spiritual bridge between our Country and the People of the Land.
My Grandchildren's People.

I can get my life back now.    Now all the pieces fit.