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Fred Ryan
23rd May 2012, 04:00
I was just at Mt. Shasta in Northern California to watch the solar eclipse as well as celebrate my 50th birthday. A few hours before the eclipse started I went into a grocery store with my friends to look around. At one point, for a few brief seconds, I knew what was about to happen in my life, I knew a lot of change was about to begin and I knew all was unfolding perfectly. At the time it all seemed natural and can only be described as remembering what hasn't yet happened. I then forgot almost all that I had just remembered. However, later, the next day, I remembered that I would receive guidance while dreaming.

Oddly, over the next few days, strange sychronicities began to occur. I won't list them all, however the next day, we went over a friend of a friends house for some tea. During tea, the woman we were visiting, a native of Japan, looked up at me and in fractured English said, "when you go home lots of change will begin for you". I looked back at her and was speachless. Later I was told that the woman we were visting is a highly respected psychic in Japan and that Japanese people will travel all the way to Mt Shasta for readings with her. It's important to note that at this point in time I told no one of the events in the store.

This kind of thing has never happened to me. I'm not usually psychic and I'm not even sure what to call it. Has anyone ever experienced this kind of thing? Anyone know what to call it?

Thanks!

eileenrose
23rd May 2012, 04:58
Mt Shasta, sorry if I sound new agey, has quite a history. I went there to test its affects, a year and half ago. It was astounding. Very mystical place. Lovely vacation indeed (and very priceless experience of vastness....lots of extra tuning up energy around).

I assume like Sedona and the Hawaii Islands (and for me, Ft. lauderdale). I like that kind of earthy/high frequency (crystal's underground?) energy matrices.

NancyV
23rd May 2012, 06:54
If you're sensitive to the energy of places like Mt. Shasta, Sedona, etc. you can fairly easily slip into another time or no-time. It happens to me every time when I go to power spots. The energies are also probably stronger during an eclipse or a solstice. I went to Shasta during the 1987 harmonic convergence and as soon as we started walking up the mountain I went into an altered state. It was very magical.

Since so much can happen when you're in that altered state, it's sometimes hard to remember all of it. I always tell my self "REMEMBER THIS!" but inevitably I forget much of what I see or learn. We lived about an hour north of Mt. Shasta for many years, in Ashland, Oregon, so I've been up to the mountain many times and had many magical experiences there.

markpierre
23rd May 2012, 08:38
I was just at Mt. Shasta in Northern California to watch the solar eclipse as well as celebrate my 50th birthday. A few hours before the eclipse started I went into a grocery store with my friends to look around. At one point, for a few brief seconds, I knew what was about to happen in my life, I knew a lot of change was about to begin and I knew all was unfolding perfectly. At the time it all seemed natural and can only be described as remembering what hasn't yet happened. I then forgot almost all that I had just remembered. However, later, the next day, I remembered that I would receive guidance while dreaming.

Oddly, over the next few days, strange sychronicities began to occur. I won't list them all, however the next day, we went over a friend of a friends house for some tea. During tea, the woman we were visiting, a native of Japan, looked up at me and in fractured English said, "when you go home lots of change will begin for you". I looked back at her and was speachless. Later I was told that the woman we were visting is a highly respected psychic in Japan and that Japanese people will travel all the way to Mt Shasta for readings with her. It's important to note that at this point in time I told no one of the events in the store.

This kind of thing has never happened to me. I'm not usually psychic and I'm not even sure what to call it. Has anyone ever experienced this kind of thing? Anyone know what to call it?

Thanks!

C'mon Fred. You know. What we're traveling into isn't new humans with superpowers. It's a growing proximity with reality that we're ready for and willing into what didn't have much of any reliable perceptual faculties. It has always been there. It could never happen until we wanted it. You must want it.
So reality moves close enough so that you can see it. Or you allowed what is a natural contact to occur. That faculty is now evident.

I'll bet you were relieved.

777
23rd May 2012, 09:51
I was just at Mt. Shasta in Northern California to watch the solar eclipse as well as celebrate my 50th birthday. A few hours before the eclipse started I went into a grocery store with my friends to look around. At one point, for a few brief seconds, I knew what was about to happen in my life, I knew a lot of change was about to begin and I knew all was unfolding perfectly. At the time it all seemed natural and can only be described as remembering what hasn't yet happened. I then forgot almost all that I had just remembered. However, later, the next day, I remembered that I would receive guidance while dreaming.

Oddly, over the next few days, strange sychronicities began to occur. I won't list them all, however the next day, we went over a friend of a friends house for some tea. During tea, the woman we were visiting, a native of Japan, looked up at me and in fractured English said, "when you go home lots of change will begin for you". I looked back at her and was speachless. Later I was told that the woman we were visting is a highly respected psychic in Japan and that Japanese people will travel all the way to Mt Shasta for readings with her. It's important to note that at this point in time I told no one of the events in the store.

This kind of thing has never happened to me. I'm not usually psychic and I'm not even sure what to call it. Has anyone ever experienced this kind of thing? Anyone know what to call it?

Thanks!

Hiya Fred. That sounds great! I think what's happened to you is a common daily occurence for many on here and across the world. This is real life how it should be experienced, a perception of reality that hitherto was hidden from you but was always there. The psychic was right about the changes because if this was truly the first time anything like this has occured in your life then, wow.......buddy.......prepare for the ride of your life! It's a gorgeous procession of discovery that (once catalysed) snowballs perpetually. This beautiful rabbit hole is as deep as you care to go with and even if you care not to, it will constantly remind you of its' presence in this incarnation.

ENJOY

mountain_jim
23rd May 2012, 13:01
Excuse this long post, but the geologist that channels Metatron has written of his own very powerful, life-changing experiences at Mt Shasta.



Mount Shasta – Multidimensional Portal
By: Tyberonn

Tyberonn Channel June 2007

www.earth-keeper.com
Northern California is the perfect road trip, and this one began for me on a bright sunny day. I love to drive. Always have. I can really relax behind the wheel, enjoying scenery, far away from the office grind. Time to think, and that’s why I came.

The road from Sacramento to Mount Shasta passes miles and miles of fertile farm fields and fruit groves. I had rented the kind of car that was perfect for rolling past flat stretches of highway and convoys of groaning harvest trucks. I eased the windows down, and breathed the fresh cool air. A light rain had fallen earlier, and made the air pungent with the distinctive musty aroma of wet soil.

Time flowed by seamlessly as I tuned the radio to classic rock….the Almond Brothers, “Eat A Peach”. Good idea. I pulled over to a roadside fruit stand and bought fruit so juicy you needed to eat them outdoors. I didn’t. Soon my pants and car were stained with fragrant juice. The sweet bouquet of peaches & plums filled the car as I continued north across the winding blue Sacramento River, a crossing I would make five times before I finally left the river behind, at the foothills of the Cascade Mountains. Life was good.

Past the River, the terrain rolled into succinct golden domes of yellow-grassed hills back-dropped by a jagged spine of steel gray mountains.

Finally the first indication I was getting near my destination. I felt the energy shift as I drove over Lake Shasta’s long arched bridge. Then the amazing Castle Craig’s…and suddenly, voila….Mount Shasta ! Amazing Mount Shasta.

Energy
Mount Shasta exudes and energy quite unlike any other ‘sacred site’ I have visited, and I didn’t expect that, not really, not at first. I have come to describe the sense of it as ‘zipped space’ a sort of dimensional shrinking of space into condensed pockets of concentric overlay. That would explain the higher dimensional ET occurrences there, as well as the etheric cities neatly pocketed within the zip.

I drove onward thru Shasta City on Interstate 5 to Weed, and exited for Stewart Mineral Springs. Stewart Mineral Springs is the perfect place to stay when in the energy of Shasta. A sacred site in its own rite, I had stayed there on three previous trips, while attending the Lightworker Espavo Conferences from 2001 thru 2003. What is both unique and glorious about the place, is of course is the natural mineral spring baths & spa. Not just the white silica springs used for the thermal baths, but also the red, iron rich spring the bubbles up alongside the white one. To my knowledge, Glastonbury, England is the only other area in the world to have both a white ( male) and red ( female) spring, side by side. It is an amazing place of rejuvenation, complete with a huge wood burning sauna, and a crystalline creek to jump into afterward. Amazing, and so healthy and invigorating.

In fact, the entire Shasta area is embellished with ‘mini’ sacred sites that seem to circulate around the massif crown of the volcano. Castle Craigs, Glass (obsidian) Mountain, Medicine Lake, Klamath Falls, Dunsmuir’s Hedge Falls, Shasta Springs, Crystal Cave, Black Butte, Mossbrae Falls, McCloud Falls, and of course, Stewart Mineral Springs are just some of them. Each has a unique energy that contributes to and balances Shasta. No wonder people are drawn to this land of myth and legend. The myths & legends are fascinating.

And perhaps, where there’s smoke, there’s fire…or at least magma!

Certainly volcanoes have been revered as places of spirit for millennia. Beyond the indigenous peoples, certain sects of Buddhism and Hinduism also consider volcanoes as living deities.

The Medoc and Shasta indians consider Shasta to be the home of Creator-God. Over one hundred spiritual sects and groups have been attracted to the Shasta area in the past two centuries. The legends of deities and presence on and within Mount Shasta include the Ascended Masters, the Lemurian Telos City, the Hopi Lizard People, an extra terrestrial base from Sirius B, Saint Germain, and White Eagle. Groups based & people drawn to the area include the Radiant School of Light, Astara, Elizabeth Clare Prophet, Pepper Lewis, the California Zen Buddhist Abbey, Sri Sri Parvoo, A.S.S.K., the Essenes, Edgar Lucian Larkin, the Saint Germain Foundation ("IAM”), the Azariah group, and the White Eagle Lodge. Many well-known authors, artist, channels and metaphysicians are drawn to Shasta.

Mount Shasta:

Mount Shasta is a dormant volcano in the southern extremity of the northwestern Cascade Mountain range, or the northern reaches of the Sierra Nevada Mountains (depending on geological sources) in northern California. It rises majestically to over 14, 400 feet, and as such is the largest volcanic peak in the lower 48 states. Mount Shasta is a stratovolcano and has the largest base ( over 500 cubic km) of any volcano in the continental USA. It last erupted 200 years ago, and still produces on average, 5 small earthquakes per year, for the past 25 years.

Revered by Native Americans as a deity, Shasta is unquestionably a very mystical and powerful place of spirit. According to Kryon, Shasta, not Sedona, is the most potent vortex in the United States. I have spent considerable time in the energy of both, and while I am deeply drawn to the magnificent ancient energy of Sedona, Shasta is a more powerfully centered energy, and exudes an extremely robust, sovereign magnetic field.

September 2001 - Up to Panther Meadows:

The first time I drove up the winding road to the holy mountain’s Panther Meadows, was five years earlier (with a dear sister, Lesa Michel) in route to an Espavo conference channel with Steve Rother. It was September of 2001, 4 days after the infamous 9-11.

Shasta’s magnificent energy increased tangibly as we drove higher. The energy felt like home, and was expressed in the resplendent countenance of nature. The towering spruce and pines that lined the serpentine road were exquisite projections of everything a tree can be, fully pulsating in symmetrical allure; embellished with iridescent lime green moss on the trunks. As I drank in the energy, I was moved to tears. To say the experience of being with 70+ Lightworkers on the mountain was magical, is an understatement.

The area of Panther Meadows is a concentric overlay of all twelve dimensions; a subjacent earth-drawn stasis of the Crystalline grid into a perfect inward portal. It is exquisitely and uniquely balanced, utterly and wholly woven into an eclectic tapestry of time-space sequence, a pristine dimensional plicature.

Its complexion evolves into a majestic rock garden as the tree line is ascended. Magnificent monolithic boulders of granite and quartz are strewn about in igneous forests of towering vibrant stone of every shape. The living stones sing in the voice of the mountain, emitting a symphonic chorus of metamorphic rapture.

Is it any wonder to the adept seeker, that author Guy W. Ballard, entered a dimensional fold along these very slopes, and encountered the "Ascended Master" Saint Germain. Ballard paused one day at a mountain spring in 1930,along Shasta’s slopes, and felt a mesmerizing ‘electrical’ current pass through his body…and was suddenly in the presence of Saint Germain. This experience, of course led to his founding of the IAM movement and the Saint Germain foundation, still headquartered in Shasta City. Saint Germaine, as I was to discover, is the among the guardian energies of Shasta.

Transition
The year 2005 was a major transitional journey for me. My 26-year marriage had ended, and because of it, I had dedicated months to deep soul searching and life review. I lost weight, and felt great despair, and I searched vigorously, purposely. I had released a lot of pain and regret, as I sought to redefine my life and my direction. Although I had been in metaphysics for almost 30 years, I understood the change in my life had not been ambiguous, but despite being a great catalyst, it hurt. I had been blessed with many soul-friends and helpers through the shift, but ultimately, the path of understanding is solitary. That was a big part of why I was here in Shasta.

Lucid Dreaming
It has taken me almost a year to write of this experience, and as I do so now, I feel both the relevance and highly personal nature of it. It is an example of the dichotomy of spiritual revelation that perhaps other seekers experience, while living in two worlds, and trying to balance them. I remain somewhat reluctant to share the entirety of this experience, and I do so with the caveat, that this vision was, on one level, a dream horizon played out in a very real setting. It was a waking, symbolic dream. But I can no longer acquiesce to the pragmatic side of my nature that dismissed the fantastic experience as only a dream, because I was able to consciously navigate within it, and learn from it, and on that level it is personally valid. These dimensions exist, but they cannot be fully realized without experiencing them oneself. It was the disciplines of the Native American traditions, practiced for seven consecutive years in vision quests, prayer fast and earthdance that had formed a prerequisite springboard enabling this experience.

Tyb’s Journal – July 2005:

It is almost sunset and although it is early July, the air is cold. Beds of alabaster snow still block the road to upper Panther Meadows. I am with Israel, master soul, and my spiritual mother of many lives. We park the car at Bunny Flats, and fumble through the backpacks in the trunk to find parkas and ponchos.

We pause to feel the energy and watch the crimson magenta of the sunset morph into burning orange and peach. It’s too beautiful to watch on foot. We find a smooth boulder and sit in silent reverence as the sun dips below the western horizon.

Once white clouds are now sky borne silhouettes, deep blue, etched in silver. Venus, the evening star emerges brightly above the fading montage of the spectacular sunset. Other stars are beginning to wake, slightly pulsing, sprinkled across the dark velvet canopy above.

We stir simultaneously from the hypnotic spell of the twilight. It is now dark, and the energy has shifted. Crickets and tree frogs twir and croak in modulated percussion, starlings sing from distance, a snow owl coos from the trees. In the music of night, we silently rise, and walk by starlight up the rocky path into the meadow above.

Shasta at night is teeming with devics. I saw flashing peripheral movements from the corner of my vision, as I focused on walking the rising footpath. It was really dark now, moonlessly dark! The wind shifted to the east and had an icy edge as it flowed down in waves from Shasta’s snow covered peak.

We carefully chose our footing as laterite pebbles crunched beneath our hiking shoes. After a brisk 30-minute walk, we parted from the trail, and walked into an opening in the meadows of Bunny Flats. The stars above were now fully exposed, and afforded a subtle silver light on the valley floor as we treaded over rises and falls. We found a dry crevice and walked through it until we came to long felled tree trunk. We laid our backpacks down, and sat a few feet apart in silence, to begin our merkaba mediations and shamanic journey. We offered prayer songs and offerings in the Native American modality, honoring the directions, the earth, sky and creator. We honored the energy of Shasta, of all beings, and asked permissions to be here in grace and humility. Israel and I spoke for a few moments, then silently, began our journey.

I lay flat on the still warm earth, and stared in amazement at the incredible starry universe above for what seemed a timeless eternity. Meteorites occasionally streaked across the sky.

My Vision on Shasta:

The night was getting colder, as I lay on the ground and stared upward at the amazing starscape. After a time, I closed my eyes, and to my delight, I could still see the stars. I felt like I was flying among them, my telltale signal of being in lucid state. Timelessness pervaded, and minutes seemed like hours within that sensation. Suddenly I sensed a powerful presence. I was overwhelmed with emotion as a cloud of beautiful energy, purple and gold enveloped me. It was beautiful beyond words, and I felt I was in the presence of an Angelic being.

I wept in deep yearning as the energy embraced me. The tears were cleansing, and trapped emotions leapt for expression and release. I felt so at home, so at one with the energy. This loving presence & embrace, and its resulting emotional purge lasted about 45 minutes (as close as I could interpret time from that state). As it ebbed, I slowly sat up & came back into my body , in revelry and amazement, still emotional. I glanced about in the darkness in silence. I soon heard a distinct voice instructing me to visualize my merkaba, and to see it spin, and to tell Israel to do the same. I did, and we began the visualization.

Almost immediately, the purple energy reformed, and then materialized as Saint Germaine. He smiled, and instantly both Israel and I were transported inside a massive Hall inside the mountain. We were surrounded by the Ascended Masters. Some were like giants, some were reptilian in appearance, some were Indigenous shaman, all exuded an incredible love. Tyberonn was one of them. I was told to step onto a small platform, and when I did, a sphere of spinning light was placed onto my head. When this was done, I was given an immediate understanding of the changes in my life, and knew their purpose. This portion of the higher dimensional journey was experienced conjointly by Israel and I. Israel was helping me to interpret what we were shown. Her ability to navigate and communicate in that realm were simply amazing, and far greater than my own. For the next few minutes we sat in our 3d bodies side by side and with eyes closed, and verbally communicated what we saw in the dream state, in the Hall of Ascended Masters, inside the dimensional folds of the holy mountain.

The remainder of the night was very long and very personal. The visions were varied and complex and dealt primarily with me being taken into pieces of my life for review, understanding, confronting and releasing energetic blocks. Much of this was to enable and learn the intricate aspects of self-love. Love of self, I was told, is essential to become ‘crystalline’. It is more than just a feeling; it is also a frequency, a key code vibration necessary to achieve the higher levels of mastery. Love of self enables passion, to love others. I was shown that it has always been easier for me to give love, than to receive it. That point stayed with me and seeded much deeper contemplation.

On the second night in the high meadows my journeys were into a realm of geometric grids. Saint Germain was my guide, and we entered into a realm that was like a mosaic of pentagonal tiles, superimposed over everything. This was a living field and occasionally the tiles would seem to open, and we passed though the aperture, into another realm of octagonal geometry, and then a third of 12-sided tiles. Each progression had a higher frequency. I was told that sacred geometry is the language of the higher dimensions, and that each dimension, each grid had a unique expression based on a geometric matrix. I asked about my theories of grids around the Earth, with 12 dimensions, and this was confirmed. Saint Germain laughed and said that this was only the tip of the iceberg. The grids do not spin, but they do breath. They are aware, but not conscious, as entities. Their geometry is generally as described, dodecahedron, icosahedron and double penta dodecahedron, but it is not fixed, the geometry can alter depending on the dimension from which it is viewed. The grids do shift within their dimensional access. I was shown parallel realities where different aspects of my oversoul worked with these energy systems. I interfaced with three of these aspects.

I was given a another sphere of spinning light to absorb, and told that there were greater grids that encompassed our Universe, and that our universe had 356 dimensions. That the geometry of the Universal grid was geometry of light, a formless geometry, not understood by humanity at this point in evolution. I was told that many of the power points and grids on our planet were activated in a variety of complex manners. That the geometry of high dimensional portals like Mount Shasta and Hawaii are faceted, in dodecahedral and icosahedral geometries, and perform a multitude of functions depending upon the faceted activation, according to solar, lunar, stellar and planetary angles in synergy with the unique mineralogy (electromagnetic field) and terraqueous nature of each. The angle in which light is received influences the effect and genre of energy function at grid points, powerpoints and portals. Geometric shapes have consciousness, and are capable of holding & organizing thought, in a similar manner as crystals. Incredible synergy occurs when crystal fields and specific angles intersect.

I was shown that Shasta is about alignment of life, while Hawaii for example is about rebirth, creation. The living Earth does have 12 chakras, but these shift, and do not correspond on a one to one basis with the 12 major facets of the geodesic grids. Each of the planetary grids open and effect all of the human chakras, and while we often assign a planetary sacred site as a heart or root chakra, in truth, this is not really the case, they each effect all human chakras, but may in specific timings or angles of activation, have a greater effect on one human chakra than another.

The third and last night in the high meadows of Shasta was equally amazing. The lucid dreaming came faster and more fluent. Two past life personalities of mine presented themselves, one a Native American shaman, and another my Atlantean self as Tyberonn.

Tyberonn, I was told, is my root oversoul, and he appeared massive, 60 feet or so in height. He was/is an Ascended Master. The shaman seemed a bridge aspect between my current self and Tyberonn. I melded more easily within the Native American shaman and felt I was inside sharing his body as I walked thru the meadows in the darkness. I felt unworthy, and was told to release that emotion. The shaman spoke of the importance of impeccability and of applying knowledge to ones life. Walking the talk, alignment of the higher mind to the daily aspects of personality, as a frequency aspect of the crystalline vibration that facilitates integrity of self and thus higher reality understanding.

At about 3 am, the visions were complete, and we knew it was time to leave. Leaving the meadows at night was an interesting journey in itself. Tired, and spent, it was difficult at first to become fully in control of our bodies. It was now cloudy and very dark, and quite cold. We felt stiff and numb. We could not see clearly to walk. Winding our way through the shrubbery, rocks and trees was cumbersome, and the direction out was eluding us. It was so dark, I could not see my hand in front of my face. After stumbling, and nearly falling, I stopped, and then , to my delight, I suddenly became the Native American Shaman, Medicine Bear. The change was immediate. I became energized. He exuded a vibration of serene will and safeness, of well being. My vision transformed and the dark moonless valley was illuminated in a strange violet light. The violet light enabled me to walk fluidly, confidently, with Israel in tow, through the dark rocky valley, and onto the marked entry trail. In short time we were on the trailhead. I felt happy and grateful as I transformed back into my own body, and the violet glow dissipated. We paused at the entrance trailhead of Bunny Flats, and gazed over the valley, somehow reluctant to leave. We were deeply grateful for the magic of this experience and the gifts Shasta had facilitated over the past 3 nights. Much had been shown, and I had much to consider. We gave thanks, walked to the car, and drove slowly down the mountain.

The Shasta Template
Mount Shasta lingers, in defiance of society's carefully nurtured notions of what constitutes 'reality' and what is 'fantasy’. My experience mirrors both. Having worked as a field geologist for most of my career, I am naturally attracted to Gaia’s elements & mountainous expressions, especially volcanoes. And while my ‘day job’ keeps me quite grounded (and pressured), in many ways it has expedited my expansion thru metaphysical journeys and allowed me to circum-navigate the globe and visit many many sacred sites.

One pragmatic researcher writes: "Proponents of alternative realities are not scientists and shouldn't try to be--they are artists and mythmakers for a constantly changing culture, and should be respected for their abilities as poets, shamans, and mythmakers. Scientists tell us what the universe is like, and teach us about nature. Mythmakers tell us how we react to the world, and thus teach us about ourselves. For example, a discovery that the brains biochemistry might cause a certain mental state satisfies no basic emotional need in the average person. But proposing that humans can psychically 'see' people and places across long distances inspires many of us on the deepest level. Practically all alternative reality theories and beliefs-- psychic powers, reincarnation, visitors from other worlds or dimensions, Masters who monitor historical events--appeal to basic urges most of us have, frighten us deliciously, or inspire us deeply. Most have precedents in archaic myth and folk belief. But most times, a cup of coffee is just a cup of coffee."

Maybe, as the Buddhist teach, the middle road is best. Allow for all realities, but live in balance. Grounding is essential in metaphysics. Keeping one’s feet on solid ground while reaching for the sky seems to fit the bill.

Perhaps Shasta is a portal to higher dimensions. Perhaps it is defined by the spiritual sense of a presence when nothing in 3d is seen, a gust of wind ruffling ones hair, when there is no wind.

What I've concluded is that Shasta (like many sacred sites and power points) provided the template for a valid experience of multi dimensionality, held juxtaposed in spatial timelessness. An undeniable sense of well being, and enhanced imagination were more easily accessed within its field.

Spirituality requires understanding and developing, not simply acquiring the academic knowledge of metaphysical theories of spirituality, but also the experiential process.

My key has been enacting the discipline and ceremonial rituals of the indigenous traditions, including fasting, vision quests, shamanic journey and earthdance ceremonial rituals. These filled my understanding with experiential content...living it. And allowed me to truly know that such experience is real & is valid.

In theory there should be no different between meditating in your living room, than from a mountaintop…yet for this writer, on Shasta, there was a catalystic movement, an undeniable facility, which made it a whole lot easier to expand consciousness.

Is it the altitude, the minerals, the granite, the basalt (which is 50% silica), the rarified air, the tectonic stresses, the expectation or magnetics? Or is it all and none of the above.

It would be dismissive to say that what happens at Shasta, is the result of industrial slabs of anticipation served on the experiential plates of all to eager mystics. But whatever the message, for this writer, the engaging paradox didn’t run out of allegory, just logic and time.

One philosopher writes: “Shoot for the moon with the effectual arrows of desire, for a mans reach must exceed his grasp, or what’s a heaven for? “

Perhaps, we are as small as the cages we construct for ourselves, or as infinite as the cosmos, depending on the parameter of our belief. But for those seekers that have opened, and been to Shasta and other like sites, I am preaching to the choir. It is real, but then again, it’s only a dream …a navigable dream.

onawah
23rd May 2012, 13:28
There should be lots more accounts re the recent events at Mt. Shasta, as at least two gatherings were held there during the recent eclipse, Tyberonn's and Aluna Joy's, both of whom are channelers and do regular sacred tours around the world. And no doubt there were more.

DreamsInDigital
23rd May 2012, 14:01
We're all Psychic, just depends on whether we chose to use those abilities we are born with or not, and what environmental influences we grow up with.

Sounds like a beautiful experience. I want to some day visit up there with my pony, maybe get a group together and do some trail riding up and down the mountain and around it. And, then board our horses and ponies locally and go down into Telos since I know the entrances, and how to get in.

WhiteFeather
23rd May 2012, 14:29
Thanks for sharing that story Mt Jim. A Most Magical Site Indeed. Would love to visit her someday.

Cartomancer
23rd May 2012, 14:48
The Mountain has been on my mind alot lately. Here's a lot of Mt. Shasta information from a thread I started a week or so ago. Also another thread with a magazine cover I designed with Shasta on it. I live within sight of the mountain. That is a really cool experience Fred. I've had many great times around Shasta but nothing quite like what you experienced.

http://http://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?45415-Origins-of-the-New-Age

http://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?45282-Call-for-authors--

Arrowwind
23rd May 2012, 15:03
Mt Shasta has a long long history of speeding up unfoldment, psychic awareness, and amazing serendippity. What happened to you there happens to many that go there each in their own way. This is why people have flocked there for many decades. It is a place where time and reality shifts, and sometimes so drastically that one feels that they are in a parallel reality.

Savor it. Take it home. It is yours.

MargueriteBee
23rd May 2012, 22:06
I have been to Stewart Mineral Springs and it a wonderful place. If I decide to move Mount Shasta is the place I will go.

NancyV
23rd May 2012, 23:12
Weed is a small town at the base of Mt. Shasta where we lived for about 3 months. It was only 3 months because from the day we moved there the energy was just OFF. Everything that could go wrong went wrong. I finally told my husband we needed to get out of there immediately. So we left. I love Shasta but Weed was not a good place for us at all. As soon as we moved back to Ashland OR everything immediately got better.

So if anyone is thinking of moving near Shasta and you think Weed might be a good place...just be sure to feel the energy there before deciding to live in Weed. It might have been only for us, like maybe we were in the wrong place for our best benefit, but it was HORRIBLE. The energy was WAY off. It felt to me like there were negative entities/energies there that were driving us away. Maybe the house was haunted but it seemed more like the town was negative. I never had negative experiences in Shasta itself or on the mountain, but Weed was another story.


I have been to Stewart Mineral Springs and it a wonderful place. If I decide to move Mount Shasta is the place I will go.

MargueriteBee
23rd May 2012, 23:27
It was in Weed that I got to see David Icke. I dont think I want to live in a town but in the forest.

astrid
23rd May 2012, 23:29
Sounds like a normal day to me :)
Welcome home Fred, all i will say is that change really is the only constant,
and the message to all is let go and surrender to the unfoldments, and
you will do just fine,

Recently i had the news that i had to move house in a short time,
and for a few days it totally threw me off course.
I was like a tiny boat in an sudden squall.
One minute my life was very peaceful and grounded, and with a phone call
it was all thrown in the air. I could even "see" it hanging in suspension, complete with all my possessions,
The body likes comfort, and me the double Libran likes comfort alot.
After a few days the big picture, the reasons why this move was so good for my evolution and growth
were easy to see, then i got on with the task at hand. I just had to reassure the my body self and the inner child self
that all is totally fine,

What i would suggest as an idea to help with such times, is to avoid getting too stuck in the details, and the story,
but look at the wider picture . Trust and gratitude also goes a very very long way.
I find over and over again in my life, when i acknowledge that i " get it" then there is like a sigh of relief and the pressure on the
system releases just that little bit which allows one too get on with the job at hand with less anxiety.

Just some ideas that i have found that have worked for me,
Power spots yes they are very real but keep im mind that we don't actually need anything external to ourselves,
when we are fully developed and functioning across all the dimensions, and yes we can all do this,
we are all power spots. You don't really have to go anywhere at all, other than inside yourself
to experience these sorts of events.
The biggest single thing that blocks us is our limiting beliefs

Anyways, just some musings