City of Light Attack & Planetary Empaths

 

PARIS, FRANCE - NOVEMBER 13:  A medic tends to a man November 13, 2013 in Paris, France. Gunfire and explosions in multiple locations erupted in the French capital with early casualty reports indicating at least 60 dead. (Photo by Thierry Chesnot/Getty Images)

PARIS, FRANCE – NOVEMBER 13: A medic tends to a man November 13, 2013 in Paris, France. Gunfire and explosions in multiple locations erupted in the French capital with early casualty reports indicating at least 60 dead. (Photo by Thierry Chesnot/Getty Images)

We’re greatly saddened by the events in Paris Friday. It’s a terrible tragedy. At this time Friday evening the situation is still unfolding.

The reason we’re writing now is that we suspected by early Wednesday afternoon that something big was coming. We didn’t know what or where, but one of the planetary empaths we’ve written about contacted us, certain that it was coming soon. Planetary empaths are people who have severe physical symptoms that they can identify as related to upcoming mass tragic events – terrorist attacks or natural disasters.

Here’s what we were told:

“Am wondering if any of the other planetary empaths are reporting in? About forty minutes ago, I began to have really awful symptoms. I feel very “sick” (stomach), feel as if I have a fever….I don’t. Temp is actually low: 97.2 degrees. Also am crying for no reason….feel an intense overwhelming sense of great sadness enveloping me that has no basis in my life. I can’t be still. Am walking, pacing the floor, want to wring my hands (wringing my hands is totally foreign to me)…..extreme nervous energy, and I am the least “nervous energy” person I’ve ever known.

“I’ve checked the usual worldwide geographical sites for any kinds of earth events. So far, whatever it is has apparently not yet happened. Based on the strength of these symptoms, whatever is imminent is huge and probably will be accompanied by untenable grief and/or loss. It may not be a “planetary event.” It may be some type of human-action….massive school shooting or something on that order. God I hope not!! But I do sense many people involved. I hate this. Absolutely hate it. When it manifests, the symptoms will dissipate.”

Wednesday evening, the source wrote by and gave us the number 242. It could be the total deaths. Right now as we are writing Friday evening, we’ve heard the latest estimated number of death put at 153. We hope it doesn’t keep rising.

As a precaution, we’re not using the name of the planetary empath who provided this information. If she would like to  identify herself in a comment and expand on what we’ve said, that’s fine. We may follow up later with a fuller report from other planetary empaths. It’s unfortunate that the empaths undergo these debilitating experiences, but so far are unable to pinpoint the location or specific type of tragedy. Yet, even if the location and type of tragedy was identified and the authorities alerted, it would have been difficult to stop these kind of sneak attacks on civilians.

We hope the bombings and shootings in Paris are over and send our prayers to victims and survivors, and all the French people.

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Aliens…where are you?

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Huffington Post recently featured a short article from The Guardian about a conversation between infamous whistle-blower Edward Snowden and astronomer Neil deGrasse Tyson. The conversation turned to aliens and as the headline of the article puts it:  “Edward Snowden has a Depressing Theory about Aliens.” Basically, he says we’re probably forever doomed to exist as a lonely people, reaching out into the endless cosmic void and finding no response.

He thinks that the aliens probably have a really advanced encryption program on their software that we’ll never be able to break. Yeah, he really said that. As if they’re like us, but with better security for their communication systems. Maybe living in isolation as a wanted American in Moscow for a couple of years has affected his thinking. It seems he is expanding his own scenario out to the cosmos. Metaphorically, it seems Snowden is alienated.

If that was all that was to it, I wouldn’t have bothered with a post. However mysterious, directly below this article, without any transition, are the stories of ten people describing their contact with aliens. At first I thought that maybe the Huff Post was trying to show the other side of the story, that some of us actually are in contact, or have been, with aliens. But then after reading these unedited stories, I decided that no, what they were doing was trying to show that only crazed people communicate with aliens.  That’s my take. What do you think?

Here are a couple of the stories. You can find the rest at the link above.

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When I was in my thirties, I found out from my father about a government experiment that I was part of in which they were using alien DNA to create me. I also have been on the ships most of my life off and on. I’ve had lots of contacts. … I was being taken. I’ve been taken on ships quite a bit.

I’ve met Salamander beings and I’ve met Greys. I’ve also met the Blue Arcturians which are incredible. They all have their own personalities and their own purposes. … I’ve also met the Cat People that are from Sirius. I’ve actually seen people that can shape shift from human looking to Reptilians.

As far as the abductions, I’ve had numerous of them where they’ve shown me around various ships. … They’ve also explained … why they’re here and how they’re here to help humanity.

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December 1995 I landed on Johnson atoll, an island eight hundred miles southwest in the Pacific Ocean and I was a civilian working for the military and when I landed there a man came over and said, “You’ve landed on a joint US military ET base.” And I said, “Oh really?” So a year later in 1996 I was sleeping in my bed and suddenly I’m being carried by six of the traditional ET’s with the large heads and large eyes. There are there military on either side walking and I’m screaming bloody murder. … And the Grey on the right hand side the one that was carrying my foot said, “Go ahead and scream all you want.You’re in an energy field and no one could hear you.”

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Bumper Sticker Clusters

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Last year when we were visiting our daughter in Orlando, we went by a New Age bookstore to browse and saw a basket of free bumper stickers that read: If anything can go well, it will! In other words, the opposite of Murphy’s law. We took several, put them on the bumpers of our cars, and Megan put one on her bumper.

Since we put them on our cars, we’ve had three experiences connected to the bumper stickers. The first one involved a battery for Rob’s car – which he ended up getting for free, He wrote about it here. The second incident involved a fender bender to the back of my car that didn’t cost us a cent because the guy who ran into us paid cash for it. I wrote about that here.

Today, there was a third incident. Rob was running late for a private yoga class that he teaches and was speeding – doing 60 mph in a 35 mph zone – toward his destination. He got pulled over by a cop, then a second cop arrived. He was detained for about ten minutes while they did the usual stuff – ran his license, looked at his insurance card. He was about to be ticketed for $270 and 3 points on his license, when the main cop walked around to the back of the car, presumably to get his license plate number, and saw the bumper sticker.

Then the cop informed Rob he was letting him off with just a warning.

In my mind, three incidents involving this same bumper sticker forms a cluster. These may not be a synchro cluster, but with each event, the message played out: If anything can go well, it will! And I suspect the point of today’s incident is to remind us of that message.

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Where Ideas Originate

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Over the years, the most common question Rob and I have been asked about fiction writing is: Where do your ideas come from?

 I don’t know how it works for other writers, but for me, ideas are often born when I walk into a particular place, locale, a setting or situation that speaks to something internal. I immediately think, Wow, what if…

This happened to me on a recent family trip we made to visit my sister, Mary, in Georgia. Rob and I and our dog picked up our daughter and her dog in Orlando, then drove to Mary’s place in Roswell. We had a wonderful family reunion with Mary’s three sons, their partners, and dogs and the next day drove to Blue Ridge, Georgia.

It’s in northwest Georgia, in the Chattahoochee National Forest, about 2,500 feet above sea level. Neal, Mary’s partner, owns a cabin there that sits in the middle of nowhere, in six or seven acres of rolling forest with a rushing stream at the foot of the property. We had planned to spend a lot of time hiking, but the weather system that brought terrible flooding to South Carolina – a once in a millennium storm-  had other plans for us.

From the moment we arrived on Friday to the hour we left on Sunday, it rained almost constantly. The rain was never torrential – just a steady downpour that created the most beautiful sound as it danced against the cabin’s tin roof, swept through the woods, and filled the stream.

At dusk that first evening, we hiked with the dogs, down through the trees toward the stream. They tore through this paradise of wet woods and delicious scents, free as the wind, and we scurried after them in our raincoats, caps, and really soggy shoes. Mary and I finally called it quits and headed back to the porch to decide what to do for dinner. Go into town for groceries or snack on cheese and crackers?

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As she and I were sitting on the wide, wraparound porch, the sound of the rain lulled me and I suddenly thought, This cabin is the perfect hideout. Isolated but comfortable. Not a neighbor in sight.

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Between us and the actual downtown of Blue Ridge lay 10 miles of twisting, muddy, slippery mountain roads walled on either side by dense forest.

“Mary, the bad guys come here to hide out.”

“The aliens?”

I laughed. I hadn’t been thinking of aliens, but sure, why not? “Maybe.”

“Is anyone living in the cabin?”

“A couple with a young child and a dog.”

“What have the bad guys done? Why are they running, hiding out?”

I’m not sure if she asked me that question or if it was a question I asked myself. Probably the latter. My sister doesn’t ever sit still for long. She was probably inside the cabin at this point, checking the fridge, the cabinets, and making a grocery list. But with this question, the vein dried up.

We went into town for groceries, then grabbed a bite to eat at one of the restaurants downtown. As we left the restaurant after a great dinner, we realized we had gotten turned around and come out on the wrong side of the restaurant. A very long train – Blue Ridge Scenic Railway – stood between us and our car.

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We walked for awhile along the track. Neal tried a door on the train. It was locked. Rob finally ducked under the train and crawled through to the other side and the rest of us followed him. And when I was under that train, negotiating a white chain link barrier, the vein blew open again. This is how the bad guys escape. They’re clumsy, like me, uneasy about being caught, and in such a big hurry that one of them gets stuck. Uh-oh, now what?

It was like that all weekend, with snippets of the story rushing into my awareness, then retreating again. And the rain kept falling. And falling.

Late Saturday afternoon, we were possessed by cabin fever and drove through the rain to Blue Ridge, to Fighting Town Tavern for dinner. I was pretty sure the bad guys – aliens or human – had eaten here. The menu was cool because of the stuff written along the edges.

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The posters in the restroom were worthy of extended conversation and yes, maybe one of the bad guys was an aging hippie who had seen Hendrix or The Doors in concert.

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A  football game was on TV and as the bad guys drank and drank (how much alcohol can an alien drink?) they got louder and rowdier and cheered for opposing teams. Was this where they did something BAD and escaped under the train and headed into the mountains and ended up at Neal’s cabin? Who was in the cabin when they broke in?

Late that night, the outside security light blazed on and I bolted upright, my heart pounding. I was sure the serial killers/bad aliens were out there, peering through windows that didn’t have curtains or blinds. I flopped back against the mattress, pulled the covers over my head, and hoped dawn would arrive soon. When I told Mary about it the next morning, she just laughed. “Trish, the security lights are triggered by motion detectors. It was probably a deer.”

I embraced the voice of reason, but still had doubts.

On Sunday morning, the rain stopped, the sun came out, and Megan and Rob did yoga tree postures on a fallen stump while the dogs raced through the woods.

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All was well. I’d reached the ending of my story. I had a beginning and an end and didn’t have any idea what had happened in the several hundred pages between those two points.

But someday I’ll know.

This is how ideas for novels are born. At the end of the day, though, at the end of the story, you are left with this:

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2nd Democratic Debate

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There’s a synchro here, but you have to keep reading because Rob added it at the end. I used Rachel’s photo because she was really  the star of the 2nd Democratic debate.

What a refreshing difference the 2nd Democratic debate was from its Republican counterpart. The Republican format – with the silly kid’s table for those candidates whose poll numbers were low and then the real deal with a bunch of guys and one woman shouting at each other – was a carnival. The Dem debate in South Carolina, with Rachel Maddow moderating for MSNBC, was great. Rachel interviewed each candidate one on one for 30 minutes and I actually learned something about each of the three candidates.

Martin O’Malley, the former governor of Maryland, has been a progressive for most of his political career. He’s slick, smooth, smart, savvy, and has a record to prove it.  He can be funny, too. Rachel did an interesting thing where she had each candidate choose an envelope with some questions in it that were intended to reveal a bit more about who they are as people as opposed to who they are as candidates. One of the questions: What’s the most outrageous (or some other adjective) article of clothing you own? The response? A kilt that was given to him. O’Malley’s poll numbers, though, are in the tank and when Rachel pointed that out, O’Malley flashed a big politician’s smile and said he loves a challenge.

Bernie Sanders was the next candidate Rachel interviewed. It’s apparent that Sanders likes Rachel, that he opens up to her. Sanders is trailing Hillary Clinton by a huge margin in South Carolina. But out of the three candidates, he came across as the most genuine. Toward the end of her interview with him, she showed a photo of Sanders when he was in college at the University of Chicago in 1962. He was directing a protest about segregated campus housing. “What was that younger Bernie Sanders thinking at that time?” she asked.

And he told her what that protest was about and how he’d been marching for civil rights with Martin Luther King Jr., and it confirmed the sense I’ve always had about Sanders – he’s the real deal. There’s no super PAC money giving to his campaign. No Wall Street dudes. No corporations. More than 750,000 people have donated an average of $30 to his campaign. This is about as grass roots as you can get in this country. Sanders has drawn larger crowds than his competition wherever he has gone and it’s because his message resonates – that the economy in this country is rigged for the upper 1% and the middle class is basically getting screwed and that he would change that as president.

When Rachel asked Sanders what he would do about ISIS, I loved his answer. No boots on the ground. No war. Muslim countries in the mid-east need to step up to the plate as a coalition and not just depend on the U.S. as the world cop who will take care of it. He voted against the war in Iraq because he felt that Bush and Cheney and the rest of that gang were lying. Clinton voted for the war in Iraq – and has since apologized for that vote, but her apology doesn’t change the repercussions, that the entire region is now in chaos, with refugees pouring into Europe by the millions.

Sanders also talked about climate change – how real it is, that it’s a national security issues, that he doesn’t want to leave his seven grandchildren with a planet that is basically uninhabitable. In Iowa, he said, thirty percent of the power in that state is now generated by windmills. And I’m thinking, why isn’t the same true in Florida of solar power?

Then there was Clinton. Yes, she’s qualified. Yes, she’s smart and has a lot of foreign policy experience and yes, I would love to see a woman as prez. If she’s the nominee for the Democratic party, I’ll vote for her. She was engaging, on target, answered questions with great intelligence and knowledge. But my choice is Sanders and here’s why.

I sense Bernie is genuine, a real person and not a politician who has been subsumed by his public, political personality. Yes, he’s the oldest of the candidates, 74, but that also means he has the longest public voting record in congress and his record shows stunning consistency. This man’s stance against war, for civil rights, for equality across the board, has been unchanged throughout his career in politics. When he talks, I see passion fueled by deep beliefs. When Clinton talks, I see controlled passion deeply colored by ambition. When O’Malley speaks, I see a quick smile, a thoughtful frown, and political verbiage.

I think Sanders beat out the competition tonight. But the real star was Rachel Maddow. This woman holds a PhD from Oxford, is a lesbian and self-avowed flaming liberal, and should be running for president. Her interview format was terrific, her questions for each candidate were spot on, and the time allotted to each candidate actually provided viewers with information.

So let’s see, my ideal ticket would be: Sanders, Rachel or Elizabeth Warren in any combination. What a different country this would be with any of these 3 in charge. What a changed world it would be.

Here’s a good roundup.

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Trish wrote above that there was no synchronicity, but I stumbled on one, of sorts. Just before the candidate forum, we were busy cleaning two closets that we’d ignored for quite awhile. We were appalled by the dirt and dust and who knows what we found hiding behind the boxes on the floor. Yuck! Then, of course, there’s the possible symbol stuff— cleaning up hidden issues that we’ve buried in the closet or unconscious of our minds. I didn’t think about that until later, when I had a dream that night.

As we were finishing and the forum was about to start, Trish said, “I bet Hillary and Bill don’t do stuff like this.” It seemed an odd thought. I guess the idea was that they would have someone else do it. Her comment came into play in my dream.

We watched Rachel interview the three. She’s very good, but I was a bit disappointed that there no debating, just q&a. It was worthwhile, and Sanders came off a winner, as Trish said above, at least a winner on that night. I went to bed early and dreamed of a large dirty house, and there in the dream was, who else but Hillary with a broom cleaning up!

Dreams are usually about ourselves, not other people, but I couldn’t help thinking that Hillary might indeed be working on cleaning things up from the past to sanitize her campaign. After all, who doesn’t have a dirty closet hidden away somewhere waiting to be discovered? So it goes, as Kurt Vonnegut used to write when there was no need to say more.

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Parallel Worlds, Alternate Universes

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It’s interesting how similar ideas and concepts come together from diverse sources. For instance, recently within an hour I experienced a collision of concepts about parallel or alternate universes.

First, the hard science part. I read this in Huffington Post.

“Alternate or parallel universes may actually exist, according to the findings of one astrophysicist, but many in the scientific community aren’t convinced.

“Ranga-Ram Chary, U.S. Planck Data Center’s project manager in California, recently discovered a “mysterious glow” by mapping the Cosmic Microwave Background, otherwise known as the light that was left over from a few hundred thousand years after the Big Bang.

“Ordinarily, Chary would have found nothing “except noise.” But the spots of light were 4,500 times  brighter than they should have been.

“Chary concluded that the glow could represent matter from another universe ‘leaking’ or colliding into ours. This would validate the hypothesis that our universe is merely “a region within an eternally inflating super-region,”  said Chary in an Astrophysical Journal study published in September.

“Cosmologists have speculated about multiple universes for years, but have thus far been unable to prove their existence. Chary’s research is therefore significant because it could lend credence to the theory that cosmic inflation—which is the notion that the universe began inflating right after the Big Bang — led to multiple universes.

“However, this type of claim would require a very high burden of proof. Chary admits that there’s a 30 percent chance that the glow is nothing out of the ordinary.”

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So that must mean there’s 70 percent chance that the glow is a window to alternate universes. If that’s the case, then the odds are with the multi-verse. Of course this is from mainstream science so there’s no talk about the role of consciousness, which from the materialistic view places consciousness as an outgrowth of the brain. In other words, intelligence and awareness are manifested from the physical realm.

But when we look into alternate worlds from the point of view of theoretical quantum physics things become far more mystically oriented, with consciousness becoming the defining element of reality, and all physical existence emerging from consciousness, or Source energy.

Just before reading the Huffington Post article, I’d been consuming a chapter from Robert Moss’s book, The Boy Who Died and Came Back: Adventures of a Dream Archaeologist in the Multiverse. This paragraph caught my attention:

“Physics tells us that it is probable that all of us are living in this moment, in one of a possibly infinite number of parallel universes, that every move we make (or fail to make) causes our world to split, through we rarely, if ever, notice. How can we gain experiential knowledge of the Many Worlds? How can we possibly use such knowledge? Through dreaming, and above all by becoming active dreamers.”

Moss began that chapter with a quote from William James. Our normal waking consciousness, rational consciousness as we call it, is but one special type of consciousness, whilst all about it, parted from it by the filmiest of screens, there lie potential forms of consciousness entirely different. We may go through life without suspecting their existence; but apply the requisite stimulus, and at a touch they are there in all their completeness.”

I wonder how long it will take before mainstream science recognizes the rightful role of consciousness. Science supposedly is not a belief system and explores all options. Yet, when it comes to consciousness and extrasensory perception, scientists vigilantly protect their set of rules about the nature of reality, and often scorn those who suggest that science has become a cult with it’s own beliefs.

 

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A Big Little Life – and Spirit Communication

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Six years ago, I bought Dean Koontz’s book A Big Little Life: a memoir of a joyful dog named Trixie. It was about a Golden Retriever that he and his wife, Gerda, had for nearly twelve years, a dog that transformed their lives. The book caught my eye not only because it was by Koontz, but because of the retriever on the cover with the reddish gold fur.

We’ve had two Golden Retrievers – Jessie, who was with us for nearly 12 years and whom we had to put down in 2007, and Noah, whom we adopted in 2009, after I bought Koontz’s book. I was never able to read the book because the first few pages left me choked up. But those pages prompted me to visit the site of the Golden Retriever Rescue of Palm Beach County. And in November 2009, we adopted Noah. The other dog in the photo below is Nika, our daughter’s dog.

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Noah  spent the first nine months of his life crated. His Miami owners intended to use him as a stud because both of his parents, whom they also owned, had such pure bloodlines. But the family went bankrupt and mom, dad, and Noah were surrendered to the rescue organization.

He’s large for a Golden – now over 100 pounds of muscle, back then about eighty pounds, with these massive paws and a head as big as a cat. His first night with us, he helped himself to a raw chicken breast Rob had left on the counter to cook for dinner and gobbled it down before we even realized what had happened. The next day when we returned from the gym, we found our living room filled with feathers from couch pillows Noah had torn apart. We discovered he was terrified of young kids. We enrolled him in dog training lessons and started taking him to the dog park to get him socialized. The dog park made the difference.

Today, he’s the king of the dog park, one of the largest dogs in the park, and his primary interest is chasing Frisbees and balls unless there’s a squirrel nearby, and then all bets are off. He’s still shy around kids, doesn’t like dogs that get in his face as he enters the park, but never bullies puppies or female dogs. He doesn’t tolerate the male dogs who haven’t been neutered, the ones who strut up to him as if challenging him to prove who and what he is. When there’s a fight somewhere in the park, he keeps his distance, unless the dog involved is Nika, or another dog he likes, and then he runs the offender down. Submit, surrender, his stance says, and the dog does.

I mention all this because in the book on precognition that Rob and I recently sold, there’s a chapter on animals as natural precogs. I happened to pick up Koontz’s book from my desk, and paged through it. I figured Koontz had to have a story about Trixie and precognition. This was the author, after all, who had written one of the best thrillers I’d ever read – Watchers, about a genetically altered Golden Retriever. What I found was a spirit communication story that blew me away.

After Trixie’s death, Koontz encountered writers’ block for the first time in his many decades as a writer. He sat in front of his computer day after day, and couldn’t write a word. Few things are more terrifying to a writer than this inability to scribble a single word. Koontz realized “that few human beings give of themselves as a dog gives of itself. I also suspect that we cherish dogs because their unblemished souls make us wish – consciously or unconsciously- that we were as innocent as they are…”

Trixie died on a Saturday. On the third Saturday after her death, Dean and Gerda walked the acres the dog had walked, as they’d done the previous two Saturdays, during the hour that Trixie had passed on. They visited her favorite spots. “Three weeks to the minute after Trixie died, we were walking the larger lawn, a brilliant golden butterfly swooped down from a pepper tree. This was no butterfly like any we had seen before; nor have we seen it since. Big. Bigger than my hand when I spread my fingers, it was bright gold, not yellow.”

Koontz describes how the butterfly flew around their heads, wings brushing their faces and hair, then flew off. Gerda immediately asked if that was Trixie and Koontz, said, Yeah, it was.

“No landscaper who works here has ever before or since seen such a butterfly, nor have we,” Koontz writes. “It danced about our head at the very minute Trixie had died three weeks earlier. Skeptics will wince, but I will always believe our girl wanted us to now that the intensity of our grief wasn’t appropriate that she was safe and happy.”

Koontz posted this story on his website and received hundreds of responses from others who had lost their beloved dogs and experienced “uncanny events that were quite different from ours but that seemed to be intended to tell them that the spirits of their dogs lived on.”

Now I’m going to read this book from beginning to end.

PS Have been reading it at the gym and am nearly done. As one reviewer said, It’s a love letter from Koontz to his dog. Just beautiful.

 

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Spirals

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In our trips to canyons and Anasazi ruins in the Southwest, I’ve always been curious about the numerous spirals among the petroglyphs on canyon walls. So I was fascinated to come across a detailed explanation of spirals in Partnering with Nature by Catriona MacGregor. I’ve been slowly reading this book (which I wrote about earlier here), usually just a couple of pages in the morning out on the porch with a cup of coffee.

She began by telling a story of watching an osprey with a fish in its talons. Instead of flying directly to its nest, it made ever-expanding circles…spiraling outward. “During this time, the image and meaning of the spiral was integrated into every cell of my body….It seemed that everything I looked at—each blade of grass, each tree branch, and even the trees’ very trunks—rose up from the ground as joyous spirals before my very eyes….It was as if I had seen the wizard behind the curtain—the magic that gracefully weaves itself through all existence.”

Catriona notes that spirals are everywhere, “from luminous spiral galaxies ablaze in dazzling colors to the tiny spirals at the tips of our fingers. The spiral is simultaneously a structure and a movement.” She points out that spirals can be both creative and destructive, as in the movement and shape of a tornado or hurricane. At the same time, the spiral connects us to all life forms on Earth—it’s the blueprint of existence. DNA, which contains the genetic instructions needed to create cells, protein, and RNA, is spiral-shaped.

Catriona suggests that the reason spirals are found in ancient art and at sacred sites around the world is because the shape reflects the connection between the physical and spiritual worlds. “The spiral itself is infinite, which links it to the Creator (who is also infinite), and yet the spiral is also found throughout the universe in all ‘limited’ life forms. Thus the spiral, in effect, is capable of going from the physical realm of the material world to the world of spirit, and ultimately the birthplace of all creation. The spiral unites us with all life, with the Creator, and ultimately with our deepest selves.”

Just a day or two before I read Catriona’s pages on spirals, I’d led a meditation at the beginning of my yoga class that focused on the seventh or crown chakra. For each chakra, I focus on a seed sound or bija associated with the chakra, (AUM for the seventh) which we chant.  We also hold a mudra or hand gesture, and visualize a geometric shape right at the chakra. The shape associated with the crown chakra is a spiral, which we visualize circulating endlessly inward right above the head. The crown chakra is ruled by the principle of unity, the interconnection of all things. So meditating on this chakra allows you to connect to a place outside of time and space, a place of wisdom, higher knowledge, bliss.

I wrote an e-mail to Catriona about that synchronicity while we were staying at Trish’s sister’s house in Atlanta. We drove to Orlando that day to stay at our daughter Megan’s house, en route home to West Palm Beach. The next morning, sitting at Megan’s kitchen counter, I read Catriona’s response, which included the spiral image above. I looked up from the image and noticed a ceramic plate on the counter a couple of feet away. It was made by Megan’s roommate. I did a double-take when I looked closely at it.

Here it is below…another spiral!

 

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Are Animals Precognitive?

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On December 26, 2004, a 9.1 undersea earthquake erupted in the Indian Ocean. It triggered a massive tsunami that slammed into the coastlines of eleven Indian Ocean countries. Nearly 250,000 people died. Yet, in Sri Lanka’s Yala National Park, the largest wildlife reserve, there wasn’t a single report about dead animals. According to the deputy director of the National Wildlife Department, elephants, wild boar, monkeys, jackals, and deer moved inland to avoid the killer waves.

Khao Lak on Thailand’s western coast was hit particularly hard by the tsunami. But hours before it struck, elephants trumpeted and an hour before the tsunami crashed to shore with waves more than thirty feet high, the elephants became agitated again and took off for higher ground.

Along India’s Cuddalore coast, where thousands of people died, the Indo-Asian News service reported that buffaloes, goats, and dogs were found unharmed.

The indigenous tribes of the Andaman and Nicobar Islands, which lie near the quake’s epicenter, noticed the unusual behavior of dolphins, birds, and lizards and retreated to higher ground. The tribes survived without a single fatality.

Even though premonitions in animals have been well-documented over the years, mainstream science is slow to accept that it happens and typically offers alternate explanations. That was the case in 2004, when Florida was hit by four hurricanes in rapid succession —Frances, Charlie, Ivan, and Jeanne.

Birds delayed their migration during these tumultuous weeks. When Hurricane Jeanne was still hours away from Gainesville, University of Florida biologist Thomas Emmel noticed that the butterflies in the university’s enclosed rainforest took shelter among rocks and trees. When Hurricane Charlie was within twelve hours of southwest Florida, scientists at the Mote Marine Laboratory in Sarasota, Florida, noted the odd behavior among ten tiger sharks they had tagged. Eight of them fled the estuary for the safety of the open ocean.

In 1992, Hurricane Andrew slammed into Homestead, Florida, and nearly wiped it off the map. In its path was the habitat of crocodiles that live in the cooling canals of the Turkey Point nuclear power plant. Not a single dead crocodile was found in the aftermath of the storm. It’s speculated that they fled into open water or to the bottom of the twenty-foot canals.

“It doesn’t make any difference if it’s a hurricane, a fire, or an earthquake,” said Frank Mazzotti, a wildlife biologist at the University of Florida. “They start moving away from danger before humans pick it up. It’s likely a combination of smell, vibrations, and pressure.”

But suppose it’s simpler than that? Suppose animals are natural precogs?

For hundreds of years, the Chinese and Japanese have used unusual animal behavior as part of their national earthquake warning system. It paid off big time in February 1975, when a 7.3 quake struck Haicheng, China and most of the city’s structures. A week before, residents had noticed abnormal behavior in animals – snakes came out of hibernation and into the snow, dogs acted restless and anxious and howled without apparent reason. Small animals deserted the city. In the first three days in February, the bizarre behavior intensified with cows, horses, and pigs. Based on nothing more than the observations of the erratic behavior of animals, officials evacuated the city and more than 90,000 lives were saved when the quake struck on February 4.

But as British biologist Rupert Sheldrake points out in his book, Dogs That Know When Their Owners Are Coming Home, the Chinese have also had “some spectacular failures,” like the 1976 Tanghan quake, in which 240,000 people died. Overall, though, Sheldrake believes the Chinese “ have been remarkably successful in predicting earthquakes – in contrast to their Western counterparts, who do not even try.”

If you live in a Western country, can you imagine the officials in your area issuing an evacuation order based on nothing more than the erratic behaviors of the animals? Can you even visualize your CNN or NBC affiliate explaining why such an order was issued? Probably not.

The official stance of the U.S. Geological Survey – USGS – is that there isn’t any reliable technique for predicting quakes, not even strange animal behavior. As stated on USGS website: “Because of their finely tuned senses, animals can often feel the earthquake at its earliest stages before the humans around it can. This feeds the myth that the animal knew the earthquake was coming. But animals also change their behavior for many reasons, and given that an earthquake can shake millions of people, it is likely that a few of their pets will, by chance, be acting strangely before an earthquake.”

James Berkland, a retired USGS geologist in California, however, has a different opinion. According to his research, the number of missing dogs and cats increases significantly two weeks before a quake. The gravitational variations due to lunar cycles create “seismic windows” of greater quake probability. When the number of missing pets also rises, then a quake is likely. As a result, Berkland claims to be able to predict quakes with an accuracy greater than seventy-five percent just by counting the number of ads for lost pets in the daily newspaper, by mass beachings of whales and dolphins, and by correlating these events to lunar-tide cycles.

What about fish? Are they able to sense future quakes, too? In Japanese mythology and folklore, the oarfish is one predictor.

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This bizarre-looking creature, though to be the world’s longest bony fish, can measure from twenty to fifty feet in length and lives at depths of several hundred feet. According to the Japanese Times, it’s known in mythology as ryugu no tsukai or messenger from the sea god’s palace. When they come to the beach, it’s an omen of an earthquake.

In March 2010, around the time of the 8.8 quake that struck Chile, Japanese fisherman discovered dozens of oarfish. Not long before the 2011 quake and tsunami in Japan, twenty oarfish stranded themselves on beaches in the area.

Coincidence? Yeah, sure.

According to an article in China Daily, the Chinese also believe that fish can sense future quakes. In July 2015, China Daily reported the seismological bureau in Nanjing has transformed seven animal farms into seismic stations, where the behavior of fish, chickens, and black boars will be monitored for unusual behavior. According to Shen Zhijun, keeper at the Hongshan Forest Zoo in Nanjing, these particular animals are sensitive to infrasound All these animals are sensitive to infrasound but not to other changes in environment or weather.

Cameras to monitor the animal behaviors will be set up across the park, which is home to 200 black boars, 2,000 chickens, and a 36-acre fish pond. Zhou Hongbing, a breeder turned earthquake observer at one of the refurbished animal farms, said that breeders and observers have to brief the bureau in Nanjing twice a day about the animal behaviors. When they observe erratic behaviors, they notify the bureau immediately, through QQ, a Chinese instant messaging software.

“Seismological experts will analyze reported abnormalities to decide whether or not a possible earthquake is imminent,” said Zhou.

Special training at the bureau lists possible abnormal behaviors as chickens flying above trees instead of eating, a large number of fish jumping out of the water, or numerous toads moving home. Zhou Bing, division chief with Nanjing seismological bureau, says that possible animal farms must house more than three species and have a pond that covers dozens of acres, so that the experts have enough samples to do cross checks. Preferred locations should be in quiet neighborhoods away from factories or mines.

The article notes that since the 1970s, 58 kinds of animals have been found that exhibit abnormal behavior before earthquakes. These include wild and domesticated animals such as cats, dogs, pandas, fish, snakes, rats, skunks, ants and bees. Cave animals like rats and snakes, have been found to be more sensitive than those living above the ground, and smaller animals are more sensitive than their larger counterparts.

The Chinese will combine the observation of bizarre animal behaviors with more traditional means of predicting quakes. But, clearly, they are leagues ahead of the West in this area.

 

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Rules on the Other Side

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A paranormal investigator who supposedly made contact with a ghost girl says she revealed the existence of  rules the dead must follow in dealing with physical beings.

Chris Bores, a paranormal investigator and author of Ghost Hunting 2.0, decided to try out a new technique for contacting the dead at a lighthouse in St. Augustine, Florida that is said to be haunted. By using EMF detectors, Bores and other investigators made contact with the spirit of a young girl named Eliza and were able to interact with her for ninety minutes. During that time, Bores said he learned new information about life after death.

Eliza’s answers to their questions seemed to indicate that there were actual rules to the afterlife regarding matters that spirits needed to keep hidden from the living. Bores made his comments in a radio interview with George Noorey on Coast to Coast.

One of the questions he asked the spirit girl was: “Is being alive the same as being dead?”

“That question brought the conversation to a complete halt – things just stopped. And I couldn’t figure out why.” Worried that he had embarrassed Eliza or scared her away, Bores resumed asking the phantasm what he called fluff questions.

After ten minutes, he decided to ask a deeper question again. “Do you have a body?’ She then went silent again.

Bores was baffled and wondered what these questions had in common. “I started to think maybe she’s not allowed to talk about this stuff.”

Another 10 minutes passed before he lured her back into the room. This time, he asked: “Are there certain things you’re not allowed to tell us?” That’s when the EMF meter spiked.

He pushed ahead with another question. “Okay, are there rules to the afterlife?” The meter spiked again. Then he asked: “Are there certain things we as humans are not supposed to know about?’” The meter spiked for a third time.

Bores told Noorey that one of the other investigators asked: “Will you get in trouble if you talk about these things?’

“And wouldn’t you know it – the meter spiked again! These answers to those questions really blew us away,” Bores said “It really opened the door for deeper discussions…What are these rules that they have to follow? And since there are rules – who’s policing the afterlife? How will they be punished? And it just led me on a search to find the answers to these questions.”

To hear more of the interview with Chis Bores, click here.

I don’t know much about the EMF technique for communicating with spirits, but it sounds like a high tech version of a Ouija board. And possibly, like Ouija boards, you could get misleading answers. In other words, the dead playing games with the living. However, maybe there are such rules related to interacting with the physical world. I’ve actually heard this before in reference to why spirits don’t manifest as physical beings when they want to make contact. Supposedly, it’s possible, but it violates…yes, the rules.

Anyone, have thoughts on the matter on this Halloween, when the veil between worlds is said to be the thinnest?

 

 

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