lucid dream with John Keel

The late John Keel speaking in 1992

Last night I had a wonderfully pleasant dream where I was at a UFO conference, and I was delighted to meet none other than John Keel. I was eager to talk with him, and we left the big hall and walked outside together, he was engaging and smiling. We walked in a bleak desert environment with parking lots and an old gas station.

Now, I knew perfectly well that this was a dream, and I knew Mr. Keel had died, but I was very aware that I might be interacting with his spirit in this vivid dream realm. It seemed entirely possible that this dream realm might be overlapping with the spirit realm.

I asked how he was doing, and he smiled and said: “Oh fine, just fine.”

And then I nervously asked, “Well, from where you are, and what you know, how am I doing, I mean with this ongoing research stuff?”

I can’t remember how he answered. I do know he smiled and was genuinely positive (he looked and acted exactly as in the video above). As best as I can guess, he said I was doing fine.

We went to the gas station, and he bought me a cup of coffee. I remember he counted out the change on the counter by first setting a handful of coins out, and then he magically levitated a few back up into his hand, in order to make exact change.

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Peter Robbins on Radio Mysterioso

Budd and Peter

My friend Peter Robbins spends over two-hours in conversation with Greg Bishop on his show RADIO MYSTERIOSO.

Audio down-load linked HERE.

He talks eloquently about his friendship and working relationship with Budd Hopkins, his research and his own UFO sighting as a boy with his sister Helen. Highly recommended.

Budd Hopkins and Peter Robbins.

two owls crossed our path

Two days ago I saw two owls, and they both crossed my path. Click on the image for a hi-rez view.

I was driving at sunset with my friend Erika, we were driving south out of town toward my home. There is a bridge right where the highway crosses the Teton Creek just a little bit out of town, and there is a row of tall cottonwoods along this river.

Then, right above the highway we both watched the obvious silhouette of a big owl swoop across the road from left to right and toward a branch on one of the tall trees next to the road. It flapped it’s wings and it looked like it was harassing a bird on branch, and this tussle caused the other bird to take off and it flew across the road from right to left. When we saw it in flight it was obviously another owl.

So, two owls crossed our path, in two different directions.

At the time Erika and I were trying to figure out what DVD we would watch that night. One was a stand up routine by an Australian transvestite comic, the other was a presentation by investigative mythologist William Henry titled STARGATE 2012. When we saw the two owls, we both sort of declared to each other, “Well, I guess we're gunna watch the William Henry thing.”

The fact that the owls crossed my path is a sort of curios confirmation for me, and I talk about why in the beginning of this post HERE. And in that same post I tell about another odd owl crossing my path at that exact same row of cottonwoods along side Teton Creek. This was also the location of another other interesting owl sighting with it’s own blog post HERE.

Three curiously sightings of an owl crossing my path at the same spot. It’s quite probably the same owl. Now, all this said, I do live in a place with lots of owls, but still...

anti-psychotic medication

I’ve been pretty darned open on this blog about my life and my history of clinical depression. It’s been a challenge and it’s had an impact on my life.

Earlier this week I spent some time at a therapist’s office, it was my second visit to her. I have been looking to find some sort of counseling as a way to better understand my re-occurring bouts of depression.

During my first visit I was perfectly honest with this woman. I asked her how open minded she was, and then I told her about my memories and odd life experiences and how they seem intertwined with UFO related events. The implication might be that I was involved in some sort of on-going alien abduction experiences.

Just a few days ago, during our second session she asked me if I had ever considered taking anti-psychotic medication as a way to deal with my ideas about alien abduction.

Hearing that, my heart sort of sank. I explained that I didn’t feel that was in any way necessary. On one level I guess it’s fair for her to be ignorant of the subtle (and not so subtle) details of this confusing phenomenon. On another level, it felt so bleak that she would talk to me for only an hour, and come to the conclusion that I might be suffering from a of psychotic malady that might require medication.

I’ve spent the last five years (if not longer) trying to make sense of my experiences. The only conclusion I’ve reached is that something has happened. This elusive something seems to involve UFOs, synchronicities and a deep compulsion to know more.

Please note: I’m probably gunna delete this post in a few days. I know there are folks who follow this blog, and this bit of personal “gushing” might be of some value.

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TEXT added Nov. 27th 2011

I deleted this post a few days after I originally posted it. I'm adding it back into the blog now, because I figure it'll be buried within all the other posts. If anyone reads it here, it's a very real (although bleak) part of my overall experience.

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audio conversation with Sesh Heri

Sesh Heri is the author of a fascinating book titled THE HANDPRINT OF ATLAS. The book is a study of topographical emergence, a term he coined to better understand the deeper meaning of ley lines and their impact on our consciousness. We mostly focus on this book and his remarkable conclusions, but the more interesting aspect to this story is how his research is all wrapped up in his own personal journey. Add to this his fiction trilogy of fantastic realism and the overall result is absolutely fascinating.

One-click audio down-load HERE.

two hours / 30 minutes

Ley lines, Synchronicities, UFO experiences, ancient Egypt, Atlantis, intuition, psychic events, Spontaneous Human Combustion, Coral Castle, Lord Byron the poet, owls, Walter Bosley, Disneyland, Alfred Watkins, Nicola Tesla and consciousness are all intertwined in this interview.

I encourage that you listen to two other audio interviews, one with Greg Bishop on RADIO MYSTERIOSO and the other with Don Ecker on DARK MATTER.

Here is a link to all of Sesh's his books.

We also talk about Spontaneous Human Combustion (SHC) and the content of a book titled ABLAZE. Here's a link to a cool interview with the author, Larry Arnold.

Also, at the very end of the interview we talk about my own odd experiences with a series of lines on a map. These events were part of this conversation, and Sesh was truly insightful in a way that helped me along this curious path. All my blog postings about the map HERE. These essays have a lot of images, and it might help to look at 'em while we talk.

The mysterious Coral Castle plays a pivotal role 

in Sesh's life journey. Plus, the beautiful voice of Leonard Nemoy.

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Various owl stories

Below is a series of five stories. I wrote these in a diary form over the last few years, but I haven't posted them. I'm including them here simply as a way to catalog 'em as part of my experiences.

In June of this year (2011) I was driving on a dirt road in late afternoon with my friend Erika. It was late afternoon on a lovely sunny day and we were in a forested area near my home known as Darby Canyon. We were driving slow because the road was bumpy, and we watched an owl swoop down in front of our window.

This was odd because it was fully daylight. Please note, the owl crossed our path.

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I saw two owls in what was probably the summer of 2005. I was hiking alone in a beautiful part of the Tetons (pretty much the exact same spot as noted in THIS blog post). I was planning to spend the night out and i was enjoying the twilight on the trail. I noticed two owls that were perched in the trees above me, as I hiked past them they flew along to the next tree as if they were curious about me. This went on for about 15 minutes or so, where they would land on a branch, watch me pass, and then fly to another tree further along the trail, criss-crossing my path as I walked.

The experience was positively mystical. As best as I can remember, these were small (immature) Barred owls.

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This happened in the pre-dawn on Christmas day, 2010. I was driving to the Idaho falls airport to visit my parents on the east coast. During the lonely drive I saw two owls in my headlights. Neither crossed my path, and both flew off from posts on the side of the road as my car passed them. The first one looked absolutely enormous.

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In the summer of 1996 I was driving at night with a friend Peter. I had just picked him up at the Jackson Hole airport and we were driving at night to a camping spot in Grand Teton National Park. During the drive on the lonely road, a huge owl crossed our path, flashing frighteningly close to our windshield. I note this rather mundane sighting here because this was an extremely emotional time in my life, having just experienced the death of someone close to me.

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In February of 2009 I went to a UFO conference in Laughlin Nevada, and sat in on the abductee support group, there were about 20 or so of us in the room. During the two hour session, one guy sat silently for almost the entire time, but near the end he raised his hand and cautiously asked: "Has anyone here had any experiences with owls?"

And he nearly jolted out of his chair when EVERYBODY in the room raised their hand.

He told a story of being alone in a car, and driving down a dark country road at night, on edge of the road was a giant owl, over five feet tall. He slowed the car, rolled the window down and stopped directly next to the owl. He said he got a very weird vibe, like the owl was angry and wanted him to leave and they guy drove off feeling confused and scared. Later he went to photograph an owl nest in a beautiful canyon near home, and when he saw the "real" owl in it's nest, he immediately thought, "I don't think that was an owl I saw that night."

He eventually tried to use hypnosis to try to retrieve a more detailed memory, and all he came up with was that the giant owl on the side of the road was wearing boots!

I'm cautious to read too much into this story, but it seems to be some sort of screen memory, a reoccurring pattern in abduction reports. The implication that some sort of deceptive projection was beamed into his mind making him think that the thing he saw on the side of the road was an owl - when it was actually - who knows?

There are abductions researchers who would conclude that the owl was instead a gray alien with big eyes, and they might even be right, but I am cautious to make that leap.

Great Gray Owl in full cammo.
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In October of 2009 I went to a conference put on by Whitley Strieber in a retreat center in Joshua Tree California. It was set to begin and there were a few people out sitting around at tables in front of the doors of the building with the lecture hall. There was going to be an informal introduction of the speakers that evening and the actual conference lectures were set to begin the following morning. The retreat center was designed by Frank Lloyd Wright, so it was pretty impressive. There lecture hall was on a hill, with a set of stairs leading down and a long promenade stretching out beyond that. 

As we all waited, I spoke with a few of the attendees. At one point as twilight approached, I looked down from the seating area out across that promenade, and an owl flew from left to right - crossing my path.

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UFOs shaped like buildings

I just read a very strange article. Researcher Chris Holly has collected reports of UFOs shaped like buildings. A bit of Forteian weirdness that leaves me perplexed. A series of five eeirie UFO sightings, all shaped like buildings. This is a very good article, with a few photos and a drawing too.

This fascinating post is linked HERE.

Illustration of a flying object seen in England by three people for approx. 20 minutes

Excerpt from the article:
This craft was amazing an L-shaped building complete with balconies at the rear (three of them). Below the balconies were two mesh dishes shaped similar to Butterfly wings. These were pulsing a blue/purple light and seemed to be propelling the craft.

Underside we saw three white lights with huge pipes between them. There were two lights at the rear and one light at the front. Also every straight edge was like a fluorescent tube. The craft looked as if constructed of concrete with a yellow appearance.

This craft emitted a heavy electrical humming noise as it passed over about fifty feet in the air. The building was about 6 stories high and moving along at about 50 miles per hour at top speed.

secretaries to the “insiders”

Here's a curious pattern.

1. According to Leo Sprinkle, he worked as a therapist with a woman who claimed the alien abduction experience. She was also an assistant to Carl Sagen. She stated that Dr. Sagen had a lot more knowledge about the UFO phenomenon than he was letting on. The implication was that Dr. Sagan was being purposely deceptive when he was playing the role of public sceptic about the UFOs.

2. Werner von Braun, the former Nazi scientist that was at the helm of NASA during the Apollo years. In the final years of his life he had an assistant named Carol Rosen. She now claims direct contact with alien beings, and she is speaking out about her experiences.

3. Anne Eller claims to be an alien abductee, and she was a secretary for Allen J. Hynek during the final years of his life. Mrs. Eller stated that when Dr. Hynek was near his death, he communicated to her that he had a lot more information than he was letting on. She wrote a book about her experiences titled DRAGON IN THE SKY. After his death she claims she contacted the spirit of Dr. Hynek thru a medium, and she received the message that he was a "double agent" during his time as a UFO researcher.

4. A lesser example: There is a series of immensely popular channeled book titled CONVERSATIONS WITH GOD, authored by Neale Donald Walsch. He had a secretary that claims on-going UFO contact. Her name is Lisette Larkins, and she has written a series of books. One of them, TALKING TO EXTRATERRESTRIALS has a lot of channeled material.

QUESTION:
Can anyone think of any other similar examples?

I'm left thinking that ANYONE with an important insider role would probably have an alien abductee as their secretary!

Highway 33 is at longitude 111.11

The above is a google map image. My house (the blue pointer) is along longitued -111.111066, that's SIX ones in a row. I live along highway 33, and the road itself (the red pointer) aligns with longitude -111.110476.

I'm not implying any sort of esoteric weirdness here, I just find this kind of thing interesting. That said, if there are any mystical number counters out there, lemme know what you think.

Also - The longitude of the Main Street of my little home town (the same Highway 33) is a very tidy -111.111000.

flashcard

This is a real flashcard to meant to teach very young children the alphabet. In a by-gone era the letter "A" used to be for APPLE, but not now. One more example that the Alien meme is oozing it's way deeper into our collective consciousness. I found this odd bit of pop-culture weirdness HERE, at this site.

soon...

I plan on doing an audio podcast of my time with Budd Hopkins. It might take a while because I actually spent quite a lot of time with him, and to share my memories in any meaningful way I'll need to share a lot, so it might end up being long.

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a pattern and the sense of being coaxed

I’ve been distracted an uninspired for the last few months. I haven’t put much energy into this blog, and that seems fine. No need to put pressure on myself about needing to write stuff.

But there has been a curious ongoing pattern. When I do feel inspired to write something (I have a few yet to be posted essays in the works) I’ll sit down, open up my word processing program and start typing. And within minutes, and sometime seconds, there will be an audible ping from my computer telling me that I’ve just received an email.

These emails will say something like this: I’ve been reading your blog, something about it inspired me to write you - and - I’ve had very similar experiences.

When I get letters like this, I’ll make the effort to connect, and the one-on-one conversations have been hugely gratifying for me. My energy seems low, but something out there is coaxing me further down the path.

This happened just this morning, as I was starting a post about my memories, and friendship, with Budd Hopkins. This pattern is unmistakable, and really curious. It feels like I’m being encouraged, or maybe even rewarded somehow.

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Budd Hopkins died peacefully today

Budd Hopkins

June 15, 1931 - August 21, 2011

I’m very sad to announce that Budd Hopkins died today, August 21, at 1:35 pm. Budd had been under hospice care for about three weeks, at his home in New York. The combination of liver cancer and pneumonia led to his death. His daughter Grace Hopkins-Lisle and I were with him almost continuously during these past weeks. He was not in any pain throughout any of the process, and he received the best possible care and loving support from those closest to him. Today he gradually slipped away, and simply quietly stopped breathing. He died peacefully and without any struggle, with Grace, Grace’s husband Andrew, and me by his side.

Thanks to all of you for being such strong supporters of this extraordinary man, who has contributed so much to our lives, in so many different ways.

- Leslie Kean

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I just received this sad email from my friend Peter Robbins, I have reprinted it (above) in it's entirety.

I had the honor of meeting Budd as I tried to make some sense out of my life experiences. My most cherished memory was the afternoon I alone with him in his home in New York. I was deeply impressed with his kindness and compassion. The world has lost a pioneering spirit, and a deeply caring soul.

Mac Tonnies, Anya Briggs and owls

Mac Tonnies, my pal.

On September 28th 2009, Mac Tonnies was the featured guest on Coast to Coast AM with George Noory. He was a breath of fresh air on a radio show bogged down with the dubious. As always, he spoke with remarkable clarity.

Less than a month later, he was found dead in his apartment in Kansas City.

His performance on Coast to Coast was a triumph, he was delightfully engaging on the most popular show of it’s kind. It felt like he was just about to jump to a new level of success, and this was something he truly deserved. I can’t help but be struck by sad thoughts of what might have been.

During the 3rd hour of the show, he spoke about a friend of his who has been seeing owls. He says that this friend was self-aware enough to examine these sightings and make sure they weren’t some sort of screen memory. Mac was talking about me!

On October 1st, Mac and I had this short email exchange.

I wrote: Mac - My owl stories made it to Coast to Coast?!?!?

Mac replied: Yep. But I didn't have time to finish the story or even tell it properly.

When I read Mac’s reply I wasn’t sure what he meant, it was just cryptic enough that I was left confused. What was it in the story that he couldn’t finish? Sadly, I would never have the chance to ask him.

Anya Briggs, psychic, medium and intuitive.

Fast forward to the spring of 2011, during a phone call with Anya Briggs the topic of Mac Tonnies came up, and how I felt he was cajoling me from the other side to pursue the graphic novel. Anya is a powerful psychic and she suddenly blurts out, he’s here!

She starts frantically sharing what Mac is telling her, and then she laughs in her own voice and says, “Oh I really like this guy!”

This has happened more than once during phone calls with Anya, and each time I end up getting sort of intimidated by the intensity of the whole thing. But I suddenly remembered that unanswered question, and I asked Mac through Anya.

I said, “Mac, when you were on Coast to Coast, you told a little bit of one of my owl stories, but later you emailed me that you didn’t have time to finish the story. I never knew what you meant. What were you going to say?”

And without skipping a beat, Anya replied: “I was going to say that owls might be a kind of window into your world, and that some other force could be using those great big eyes as a tool to see into your reality. Their eyes are like a video camera, and they are being used as a direct link, someone was watching you.”

That bit of dialog is paraphrased from memory, but it’s pretty close.

I knew instantly that Anya shared exactly what Mac would have said. This was something that Mac and I had talked about during one of our late night multi-hour chat sessions. And this idea arose from a comment I got on a blog posting from none other than Whitley Streiber. He replying to a very curious owl story, the forth post on this blog (March 4th 2009). I wore about seeing three owls, on two occasions, both times with a friend named Kristy.

I was shocked to see Whitley’s comment, and it was followed up by a comment from Mac where he explained that it was he who told Whitley about the owl post. Mac and Whitley would occasionally exchange twitter messages. It was that same night where Whitley had shared his thoughts on owls, this happened during a subscribers chat forum on the UNKNOWN COUNTRY site.

I had been wondering for well over a year what Mac was hinting at when he said, “I didn't have time to finish the [owl] story,” on Coast to Coast. And when Anya communicated Mac’s answer to my question, it made perfect sense. Through some sort of magical technology, alien entities were watching me and Kristy through those great big eyes! Could it be true?

This is exactly the kind of esoteric detail that absolutely delighted Mac.

Comments from two of the most inspiring thinkers that have graced this planet. And the number 17 for Chris Knowles.

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similar thoughts from a reader

Below are a few sentences from an email I received yesterday, it came in as I was drawing the owl image for the post below.

I’m sharing this excerpt because it seems important, specifically because it so clearly and accurately describes MY thoughts on this! The author described it better than I ever could. The only difference for me is that instead of my teens, most of my more profound experiences took place in my 40's.

Excerpt from an email:

“I think that we’ve had some similar types of experiences... I can say that after some couple of undeniably weird and in-my-face contact experiences in my teenage years, there have followed a lifetime of liminal glimpses and suggestions of strange meta-presences just around existential corners, easily deniable and explained away if one is determined to do so, but to the other side of that coin, always hinting at some deeper or more vivid order of possibility.

I don’t know what it is, only that it seems to jump out to grab my notice, then once noticed, skip laughingly away again, disappearing under the curtain one is not supposed to look behind. I don’t have any problem accepting that these things are happening, nor that they have happened to me. It’s only frustrating that I can’t seem to get any closer to it; worse because I can’t quite trust myself, knowing how badly I want to connect with it, suspicious that I may have invented the whole thing.”