The Monolith

The Monolith 

“Will you allow an Angel to merge with you?”

“I’ll have to think about it … OK, but only if I get to remember everything.”

I received this request shortly after my marriage began.

I knew the Angel was her spiritual guide and I would have the benefit of this experience to broaden my own understanding.

It was several nights later that the merging took place.

I remember it as a dream.

I felt a buzzing around my body as I was lying in bed.

I wasn’t alarmed or afraid, mostly just curious.

I don’t remember much except the black rectangular block floating several feet above my body. It was shiny and smooth, about a foot thick and roughly the size of my body.

I don’t know how much time passed as the next thing I remember was waking the next morning.

Many years have passed since that experience and I still don’t fully understand what took place, but I do know that when I awakened the next morning I was different.

I was more than when I went to sleep the night before.

I have had the experience of feeling many spiritual guides. They are each different, having their own personality and way of communicating with me.

I would define them as my spiritual family. 

Whenever there is a change of spiritual guides it is necessary for me to familiarize myself with their particular method of communication. 

I still miss some of the more bold guides and that “whammy” I would feel in my heart chakra. 

As I have learned and progressed my guides have become more subtle.

I learned to trust in my own inner voice.

During the summer of 95 I was awakened almost every night at the same time. 

I would be fully awake and the first thought that came to me was, “get up and write.”

Most nights I would obey and on those nights I would write the many thoughts and ideas on paper. 

Each morning came the question, “Did you get anything last night?” and “Can I read it?”

It might be called automatic writing or revelation but it was certainly interesting to both of us.

We would read the messages together and discuss what they might mean.

Most were of a personal nature relating to my life and the people around me.

On one occasion I was told that I was to set aside all my books and rely on my inner self.

I have done that and only rarely read books.

The messages continue to come to me, most appear in my mind as a concept, my human self tries to put into words what I “Saw.”

I learned to trust in these messages.

They have guided my life and helped me help others.

I have received many pages of instructions over the years, sometimes I reread them. Most were given for a specific time and place.

I see in my minds eye, loved ones who have passed from this life. 

Father, wife, grandfather and others who have played a role in my life.

All of them very much involved and interested in what I do.

I talk to them when I am aware of their presence, questions form in my mind and I answer them.

I know they are watching, smiling and encouraging me to continue on.

“Be strong, stay true to yourself, never be afraid of the world, dare to be bold, be happy.”

“We love you more than you can comprehend.”

The Eagles Nest

The Eagles Nest

It was early summer when we loaded up the old Suburban. We were following several other cars out on a new adventure.

I was living in a beautiful little cottage on the edge of Lake Viking in Central Missouri. 

Miranda was our guide, she had been living here for several years and had explored much of the area already. 

She discovered in a Field Museum of Natural History at Chicago, a star chart in the Pawnee collection. It is a wonderful map that paints a picture of the star constellations on an elk hide.

She had a theory that the map was used to lay out the different Pawnee villages and mirrored the constellations in the sky, she was on a quest to find those locations.

She took a copy of the map and used it like a road map and once she had located a few prominent villages, she told us she was going to show us her crowning achievement.

She described how she would drive around a likely location and follow the energy until it was so strong that it was time to get out and walk.

She found a wonderful old tree in a farmers field, we couldn’t see it from the road but somehow she found it.

The woods in that part of Nebraska were thick, we had to climb over several fences and jump over a small creek but there it was.

It was a magnificent silver maple. It was huge and the branches stretched out over 50 feet. Four of us held hands to circle around the trunk.

One of the distinguishing features was a large hole in the trunk, so large that one of us climbed up and got inside.

Inside the hole was an eagles nest, we found feathers that had been left by the last resident.

Each of these locations on the map had been carefully chosen because of the sacred nature of the land.

Vortices or energy points are located in many places on the earth. When you find one it may be marked by a tree, a hill, a depression in the earth, or perhaps a spring.

This location was linked with others that were on the map by lei lines, these are invisible lines of energy that run between locations, somewhat like a highway.

This particular location was part of several grids that existed in this part of the country.

Vesta Nebraska was linked to Adam on Di Ahman in central Missouri and also linked to the International Forest of Friendship in Atchison, Kansas.

These three points formed an energy triangle on the map.

I went to all of these places eventually but the day we visited the Silver maple in Vesta Nebraska is one that I will never forget.

We did a ceremony and then a prayer.

As we stood talking Pearlene suddenly fell to the ground, weeping uncontrollably. This went on for several minutes.

The others were alarmed and rushed to her side, I had witnessed this before and knew that she was feeling Spirit energy so strong that she could no longer stand and control her emotions.

As the energy subsided, she reassured the others that she was feeling better.

I knew that she would let me know what happened in private.

The day continued without further emotions and we returned home.

When I asked her about the experience, it took her some time to answer.

She told me that she had been so overcome by the powerful Being that had visited her, that she was completely overcome. 

He was unseen and unfelt by the rest of the group but she received a message from him.

She explained that this was one of her Spirit Guides, he had been with her for a long time. 

As a mother of seven children whenever she needed answers she would go to her special prayer place in the mountains near Heber, Arizona. Her guide would meet her there and she would write down the instructions that he would give.

But on this occasion, the information was so powerful that she was unable to control her composure.

The message had to do with a previous lifetime that we had lived together. 

In that life I was in mortal form and she was in spirit form.

I can not reveal the details of the information but suffice it to say that it was overwhelming to both of us.

I have had the privilege to be part of many of these kinds of experiences over the years.

When I begin to feel that feeling that comes when I am in sacred space, it is though I have walked through a doorway. 

The air is rarified, the silence of the stillness creates a reverent atmosphere and I know that if I listen with my heart that a message will come.

I often carry a notebook with me to record such events. I never know ahead of time when they are to occur.

I have been inside caves, driving down the freeway and walking in a forest when I feel that feeling.

It takes practice to listen and still the mind, but when you do you are listening to the mind of God.

That day in Vesta at the Eagles nest was one of the more special occasions.

I relish in that surrender to Spirit, just feeling, just being surrounded in Love.

In those moments all else fades away and I know that 

        I AM.

How did I do it?

How did I do it?

I got a message today asking me how I did it. How did I manifest my dream of living in Hawaii?

Hawaii is heaven on earth for many, and I was one who believed it with all my heart.

I had a dream.

Simple as that.

The more I thought about it, the more I wanted to be there.

It made me happy to think about basking in the sun and listening to the waves lapping at the shore.

I learned long ago that in order to manifest a dream that I had to be in alignment with my higher self, my Godself.

I traveled far to learn that lessen and I developed a way of recognizing how God/Goddess speaks to me.

I had to learn how listen to that inner voice inside me.

It may be the same as others or it may not, but you have to learn how to listen to the inner voice that is inside you.

Inside all of us.

I have been on a journey my whole life, that journey is the quest to find my true self. 

Sometimes that journey includes others and sometimes it means walking alone.

My Hawaii dream happened when I was walking hand in hand with an Earthly Angel.

I went to her one day and asked if she had any direction on where our life was heading. 

Family members had recently let us know that our life style made them uncomfortable and they ask us to leave.

We decided to go on a vision quest to find some answers.

Salt Lake seemed to be calling out to us and so we called friends and ask if we could spend some time with them.

Thanksgiving was over and it was nearing Christmas time when we arrived.

We chopped and stacked wood, hung Christmas lights and helped clean up the garden.

Each day before the work started we would take some time alone to pray and seek the answers that we needed.

I noticed one day that there were some paintings sitting on the floor facing the wall, I turned them around and discovered they were all pictures of Hawaii, our friends had lived in Hawaii and they hadn’t yet found a place to hang the pictures.

A few days later we were invited to a Christmas concert at the Tabernacle in downtown Salt Lake City, we tried to decline but our friends insisted. We arrived to find they had saved seats on the front row.

Anticipating a Christmas program, we were surprised to hear a Hawaiian chant coming from the stage. A woman dressed in a beautiful Hawaiian dress appeared and said Aloha, then she turned to the choir and the Christmas concert began.

I remember looking at my wife and seeing the same surprised look on her face as was on mine.

Later in the week as we were having our private time together, we felt a powerful presence enter the room. Both feeling this energy, we asked a question, “Who is there?”

The names of Pele and IZ immediately came to us. We knew it was time to head back home. 

As we were driving down the road I ask a question, “So, where do you think we are supposed to move?”

Duh ... Hawaii.

Yeah I know it is obvious now but when you are in the middle of life you can’t always see the trees for the forest.

Hawaii felt right.

Hawaii made sense.

Hawaii had given us a powerful invitation.

We had seen Hawaii’s road signs.

Now, how to make it happen?

I began downloading Hawaiian music, I ordered some travel guide books, I got a map.

I put out the word that I wanted to live in Hawaii, not only that, but that I wanted to be a caretaker of a Hawaiian property so I would not have to pay for the experience out of my own pocket.

It seemed a little extreme but hey, it was my dream and why not?

One of my clients stopped me one day and asked if I was interested in buying a sea kayak, they had a job for me and wondered if I would like to trade work for the kayak. I asked if they had known I was wanting to move to Hawaii.

Their answer was no.

Hum, another road sign pointing to Hawaii.

Several weeks later after finishing the job I got a call from these same people mentioning that they had a friend who might be looking for a caretaker in Hawaii. 

She agreed to connect us. 

Our meeting was a success but there were two more couples ahead of us, if things changed she would call.

A few weeks passed and the phone rang. One of the couples had conflicts and dropped out.

My thoughts raced and I hoped ...

I decided to start checking the price of airline tickets, I watched as the prices rose and fell each day.

Then one day the phone rang again ... Would you be able to meet us on July 2nd in Kona?

The last couple had dropped out and we were told that we would be caretakers of a small coffee farm in Holualoa, Hawaii with an open ended agreement.

My job would be to write the checks for the coffee pickers and the gardener, feed the cat, pick up any friends who might want to visit from the airport and look after the general well being of the farm.

My dream of living in Hawaii came to fruition.

I have seen proof of the power of positive thinking in my own life.

Many times over.

There is nothing that can’t be accomplished if you are in alignment with God and you are paying attention to the signs that life gives.

These are the clues that I have found to be most helpful:

Listen to the voice of your own guidance.

Pay attention to Synchronicity.

Write down and review your dream each day.

Believe with all your heart.

Imagine yourself in the middle of your dream and the way that it makes you feel.

Focus on that feeling, that feeling is the real power behind your dream.

Stay in gratitude.

Be flexible.

... and that, is the way I do it.