So here we all are, witness and perhaps even midwife to this
new born age of Aquarius arising from the greed &
decay of the dying Piscean paradigm.
Halcyon days to be sure; in fact with everything currently boiling over
in so many places... things are right now at about the same fever pitch as the 1960's;
and the great awakening is adding millions of souls to the spiritual
path. Increasingly we are feeling more
like lobsters in the pot every day as chaos rampages unopposed across planet
earth; and collectively we wonder is this all there is?...or does
something stir un-noticed in the background as we struggle to keep our
wits? Is all this evil truly
unopposed? Things aren't always as they
seem!
There's a
reason we're called seekers.
The spiritual path is a funny thing, it isn't the same for
everyone in some ways, and yet in other ways it is. For instance there are a great number of
different things that may activate a spiritual awakening in a person, and
indeed many ways to walk that path once we have our bearings; but the process
of getting our bearings is somewhat universal.
We ask similar questions and seek similar answers in our effort to
regain both balance and perspective, and it ain't easy - if it was everyone
would be doing it.
This modern age of wireless internet is like a double edged
sword for the recently awakened initiate seeking answers and truth. On the one hand you have access to virtually
all information in human knowledge at your fingertips; which those of us who've
been doing this awhile really envy. On
the other hand there is such a huge amount of information available that some
folks are drowning in it. There is a lot
to take in.
For us early bloomers it was a very different world; not
only was there far less information readily accessible, but very often there
were few others to discuss spiritual subjects with. It's often called the great mystery,
and so gave rise to the various mystery schools over time. I can't say I've ever been terribly drawn to
any of those oracles of occult learning; nothing in particular against them,
just not my vibe. Likewise, I've never
felt the urge to go study at the knee of this guru or that mystic; but rather
just to follow my own heart, and that still, small voice within. Libraries and old book stores, that's my
vibe.
"When the
student is ready, the teacher will appear"
Even though you may eschew gurus and teachers, rest assured
that when you least expect it one may show up in your life anyway, to walk the
path with you a while and share some wisdom.
That is exactly how it happened for me.
It was back in 1984 and I was freshly returned to the Seattle
area after living in Alaska the
previous 12 years. I was working as a
counselor back then, and in my free time I hung around the various metaphysical
bookstores & new age centers
throughout the area. After a while I
noticed I kept seeing this one native American fellow at almost every bookstore
or function I attended; and on one such encounter he walks over to me and said;
"Hi, I'm Markus, why are you following me?" His face was so friendly, and his eyes so
kind, I could only reply that I was
thinking the same exact thing about him.
At 6'2" he was an imposing figure but those kind eyes said he was
not only peaceful, but at peace as well.
There was an instant kismet, a mutual recognition that we
had some work to do together, and had maybe even done so before. We became friends so quickly I never really
noticed much when he also became a spiritual mentor. Markus and his wife Jen were also new to the Seattle
area, having recently arrived from California . His primary occupation was that of being a
crystal smuggler. They would travel down
to Arkansas , and sometimes to Columbia
to dig crystals and semi-precious stones; then bring them back to the west
coast to sell them. It turned out that
Markus and I had several areas of common interest which acted like a cement to
the friendship. It was very nice having
someone to discuss spiritual matters with, especially when that interchange
often expanded my understanding of the great mystery.
The following summer Markus and his wife Jen were planning
their annual sabbatical retreat to Mt.
Shasta Mt.
Shasta about 2:00
PM , giving us plenty of time to hit the store for last
minute provisions and ice. It was late
in June, with the last vestige of winter being the snow up on the summit, and
everything below that was in full bloom.
We followed the road from town as it wound its way up the mountain. The scenery was both breathtaking and
somewhat dangerous, as guard rails were few &
far between; and one could rather easily go sailing right off into empty air
while admiring the view. Markus drove
the van all the way to the highest, and last campground; Panther Meadows,
at about 7500 ft. elevation. Pulling
into the small parking area we saw just two other vehicles, the place was
virtually empty!
Jen busied herself setting up the kitchen area next to the
large picnic table as Markus & I set
up both tents and gathered firewood.
There was just one other campsite occupied, the one closest to the
parking area, which we couldn't even see from where we were located. As the afternoon melted away a group of
hikers returned from the mountain and drove off downhill; except for the other
campers we had the place to ourselves.
My friend & mentor was always
a mysterious sort of fellow, and I was looking forward to spending this time with
him, even knowing as I did that school was still in session, and this was a
field trip!
As darkness descended on panther meadows we had a roaring
campfire going, and I found myself lost in the reverie of watching the sparks & tiny embers float skyward till they
blended in with the star field above us.
I don't recall how long I was doing that, but was pulled gently back
into the moment by Markus' hand on my shoulder.
When I looked over to acknowledge him, Markus chuckles and says: "Pretty
cool; every time the fire pops, and sends up those sparklers, stored sunlight
is escaping back into the environment...but if you really want to see something
cool, grab a lawn chair and follow me." Moments later, with lawn chair in tow I
followed him down the pathway that led out to the meadows. A few minutes later we left the forest canopy
behind us as we entered the meadows. The
area of open space was bigger than several football fields in total, with the
milky way providing a glorious vibrant star field overhead.
When we were more or less in the center of the main meadow
Markus plopped down in his folding chair, facing the nearby summit of Mt.
Shasta Mt.
Shasta
The show began perhaps an hour or so later as a pair of blinking
red UFO's proceeded to overfly the meadow
on their way to where ever they were going.
They were each the size of a Volkswagen beetle and maybe 150 feet
directly above us - totally silent. A
while later someone spotted several objects/lights maneuvering high up above
the mountain. We watched these distant
lights flutter about like fireflies for a few minutes before they too flew off
to parts unknown. Heads on a swivel,
anticipation & adrenalin running
high, never knowing what part of the massive expanse of sky to watch for the
next arrival. Somewhere along the way a
couple more people joined our little group, so we made like pioneers and
circled the lawn chairs to cover the entire sky with eyes. Over the next four hours we saw so many UFO's in the skies above the mountain we became
downright blasé unless they were low & slow, and we saw several of that sort as
well. It was sometime after midnight when we were treated to the main
attraction. A flight of five disc shaped
craft suddenly appeared from behind the mountain. They were each about thirty feet in diameter,
giving off a light bluish glow, &
again absolutely silent. For the next 15
minutes these five craft put on a low level acrobatic air show that had
everyone in the meadow on their feet, then they all lined up in formation
flying west to east and headed towards the summit. When the lead craft was near the top, it
preformed a flapjack back flip over the summit and disappeared behind the
mountain. One by one the remaining four
craft duplicated the maneuver...then they were gone.
"You
cannot discover new worlds without first consenting to lose sight of the shore"
~ Andre Gide ~
As if he had a printed program for the evenings
entertainment, Markus gets up, folds up his chair and says; "Well
that's it, show's over for tonight - won't be no more." He was like that a lot, knowing things would
happen before they did...always showing up or calling just as I'd think a
thought about him, downright spooky. He
always reminded me of a shaman because he knew more about life and living than
most folks seem to. Where nearly
everyone in society is preoccupied with getting, Markus was preoccupied with
giving, and because of that he was a natural people magnet. That's why it didn't surprise me to see
several of the people from the meadow wander into our campsite, and join us
warming up by the fire. Naturally we all
began talking about the awesome air show we'd all witnessed, and the
conversation turned to the subject of aliens on other worlds, and what are they
doing here. There were by now maybe
eight of us around the fire and of course everyone had their own take on the
alien mystery. As the subject was being tossed
around, Markus just sat there taking it all in until someone asked what he
thought of it all.
Sensing that we were all about to hear something equal to
what we'd just seen; I switched on my tape recorder and leaned over to toss a
couple fresh logs on the fire. As the
growing flames chased some of the shadow from his face, Markus looks at the
group of people gathered around our fire; making eye contact with each of us,
as if assessing us somehow, then lets loose a half laugh, & says "Sure...why not? What we saw here tonight is nothing
extraordinary...it happens all the time in places like this. They really don't care if we see them. Once you see them it's very difficult to
un-see it and you must adjust your picture of reality to include them."
"For us to understand what these ships represent, we
must see the overall big picture first which is very difficult to do being as
we all agree to a mandatory memory wipe previous to each incarnation on this
planet. The reason for the memory wipe is simple really because if we
incarnated with full knowledge of why we came we would skip over all the
mundane stuff and accomplish that mission so we could return home straightaway. You see...it isn't just about doing the right
thing at the right time...we must also do it for the right reasons! Anyway...back to the big picture...which is
the reason for the memory wipe. To begin
with we are all pan-galactic, multi-dimensional star people who don't even come
from this planet originally. This
planet, and all experiences and events on it are but a school!"
"Because I already know the first question most of
you will have I'll go ahead and answer
it...We are enrolled in this full time school as a kind of experiment in
consciousness...to see if we can be isolated away from spirit on a negative
polarity 3rd dimensional world...and still find our way back to where we came
from. Everyone here on earth volunteered
to do this...it has been going on for a very, very long time and most of us
have actually had several incarnations here before this current one. The universe has a consciousness of its own
which is called by many names...I just call it Source, and it is never one to
waste effort or resource...so all of these incarnations also serve a higher
function at the same time."
"Wanna know why "Star Trek" was
cancelled...because it was hitting way too close to the truth. In this galaxy of billions of stars there are
a great many civilizations advanced enough for space travel, with technologies
that would appear as magic to us. We saw
some of them tonight right out there in the meadow. Many of these advanced civilizations have
created a Confederation of like-minded races who endeavor to serve as a force
for good. Because Source seeks
equanimity and balance there must also exist an opposite polarity seeking
opposite ends. In our rather limited
perspective, we see it only as the battle between good and evil which is an
illusion like everything else on the earth school...but that is a story for
another campfire."
"Back when earth was much younger, when humans as we
know them evolved here; the confederation deemed the planet's indigenous people
should be left alone to evolve however nature directed...so they designated
earth as a 'Hands Off' planet.
Predictably, there were races not aligned with the confederation who had
ideas of their own regarding earth. The
confederation of course monitored earth to verify that no outside forces were
interfering with the inhabitants, I guess you could call it a blockade. This was necessary because in the Orion star
system there exist some races who thought earth was the perfect place to
conduct some genetic experiments."
"The confederation is represented by races from the
Pleiades cluster, Arcturus, Altair and various other systems, while the Orion
syndicate is comprised primarily of reptilian races, Archons, and subordinate
races like the Greys from Zeta Reticuli and a few others. The Orions began violating the hands off
policy figuring that the confederation worlds wouldn't go to war over this one
little planet full of monkeys, and they were right. The Orions knew that as
long as they didn't lay claim to earth and begin moving in, the confederation
would not take direct action against them...and so they only violated the
blockade every so often, content to play the long game."
"As time passed, of course the Orions began
escalating their operations, and their interference with humans...enough to
throw the whole works out of balance.
The confederation meanwhile had anticipated such, and came up with a
long range plan of their own, to negate the harm done and restore balance to
earth; it is known as the earth uplift mission...and many of us
currently incarnated are part of that mission.
Rather than igniting a galactic war, the confederation chose to conduct
a kind of rescue mission that would play out gradually over a great span of
time. The warriors who volunteered for
the mission would not be landing in spacecraft, but instead they would arrive
the way all humans do, thru the birth-death cycle we call reincarnation. The volunteers numbered in the thousands and
took on special training to ensure their success. When all was ready this first wave of lightworkers
began incarnating on earth. Some would
mature to be teachers, others musicians, and artists, and philosophers, and singers. When activated at maturity these volunteer
warriors of light would begin their life as way showers, each one a representative
of Source...showing others the way back home."
"A generation later when the starseeds were ready to
activate and go forth...there was a problem, a very big one. Fully two thirds of the starseeds had failed
to activate when programmed to. They
were alive...just not responding to their programming, and not activating. The mission planners had under-estimated the
traumatic effects of unforeseen social and environmental dangers, which locked
the volunteers into survival mode; by-passing their spiritual programming for
the mission. They were lost. The mission simply could not succeed with
only a third of the volunteers activated.
The mission planners went back to work.
They soon had twice the number of volunteers being readied for
deployment, and took extra measures to protect them from the things that
crippled the first wave."
"It was now obvious that whatever the Orions and
Archons were up to had greatly amplified earths negative polarity, and sent the
majority of volunteers into full-on survival mode, neutralizing them. The second wave of light warriors would have
to be of sterner stuff to thrive, succeed, and achieve their mission. They were armed with specific encodements of
sound and light that would help to re-activate those of the first wave; and
inspire many, many others to awaken from spiritual slumber as well. There was more urgency with the deployment of
the second wave, because in a very real sense time was running out...there was
a deadline for the mission which would arrive in less than a century; known as
the great shift of the ages. The
lightworkers of the second wave were programmed to be more pro-active than
their predecessors, less passive, more aggressive, more tenacious and unwilling
to quit or surrender. Basically the
second wave were the rabble rousers needed to shake things up and change things
around. They would seek to level the
playing field for all, so that all could be free and awake."
"There would be no time for another rescue wave
after this, if the earth uplift mission failed to ignite a spiritual revolution
- the evolution of humans would not advance.
Even with its negative polarity; earth was never destined to be a
planet of warfare and slavery, the Orion gang turned it into that with their
interference and genetic manipulation. A
school such as earth needs a negative polarity because without the
resistance from negativity, no growth is possible. One who is never challenged never becomes
strong. It's the same principle as why
electricity works...without some resistance on the line, no current is
possible! More than anything else the objective of this second wave of light
warriors was to inspire enough people to attain critical mass for the great
awakening necessary to defeat the Orion agenda.
In order to support the second wave, the confederation saw it would have
to create parity with the Orions, and match them move for move. This is why both sides maintain starship
bases hidden around the earth and beneath the oceans. The ships we saw tonight were the good guys
and Mt. Shasta
"Rather than an all out galactic war the conflict
plays out right here on earth as a war for our very souls. I know it doesn't seem like a war right now
because everything is tightly controlled to maintain the illusion and keep the
masses asleep. By the time your children
are grown this world will resemble the battlefield it is, and people will be
awakening by the millions as the illusion falls apart. Instead of keeping our spiritual lives private
we need to be sharing our knowledge and beliefs with others...it's the only way
to reclaim this world: one person at a time, one heart at a time. Any questions?"
It was hard to tell what made the bigger impression on those
of us gathered around that campfire; seeing the aerial ballet the spacecraft
put on, or the background information Markus had just shared on the big
picture. It was hard to say; because
everyone around the fire had the same expression on their faces they had when
seeing the ships. Those who had joined
us after the air show did have questions, and we all spent some time discussing
them. After a while Marcus suggested
because it was so late it might be best to adjourn; and allow our subconscious
to assimilate the new information. With
that the little ad hoc group broke up and our visitors drove back down the
mountain. Markus, Jen and I remained up
on panther meadows for almost another week, enjoying our wilderness retreat and
delving deeper into the great mystery.
The day we were packing up to leave; Markus asked me why I
decided to leave Alaska after so
long, and why I chose to relocate in the Seattle
area. Suspecting this was another
teaching moment, I was eager to show my mentor that I knew exactly
why. I told him it was time for me to go
from studying the spiritual path, to making it a way of life. I wanted to apply all I'd learned as a way to
live on the planet instead of regarding it as a hobby; and Alaska
was simply too spiritually asleep of an environment for that. I chose the Seattle
area because of its reputation as a hub of "new age" activity;
and, because the geography was quite similar to that of Alaska .
Silently nodding his agreement, Markus looked up and said;
"Seattle Seattle Seattle
A few weeks after the Mt.
Shasta Columbia
for another load of crystals. They had
flown back with several crates of specimens, and Marcus called to ask if I'd
like to help him unload & inventory. Instead of paying me for my time, Markus just
said if there was something in the load that spoke to me I should take it home;
there was, so I did. We had the same
arrangement every time they returned with a load; and eventually I even went
along on a couple of trips. A few years
later, exactly as Markus had predicted; spirit began nudging me to move; to Utah -
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~May the Source Be With You~
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