Human or Alien – who can you trust?

As I have said before I have been a UFO/ Paranormal researcher for 50 years. In those 50 years I had encountered some pretty scary stuff, including my experience with a few alien and Cryptid beings. But here we are in a world where the human condition is getting worse very much by the minute.

Wow, presidential politics is at an all-time low, number of wars around the world around the world at an all-time –high, strange new emerging diseases, man driven climate change, and out of control human population growth. The wealth gaps between groups and between countries, is the greatest in the last 100 years. Now very recently something I warned about 10 years ago is coming true, our reliance on the Internet could drive us to a Mad Max scenario. Human hackers could shut the world down and it could be any minute. Not to mention madmen with their fingers on the nukes. It’s a sad state of affairs for our species.

Now what about the Aliens and the Cryptids, both groups if they truly wanted to could end our existence in a quick minute. I believe the Cryptids – such as Sasquatch and Dogman just want to be left alone. The aliens say the Pleadians and the Greys have an agenda for sure, but with us humans especially our leaders and wannabee leaders, generally being extremely distrustful and sick for power, and with no consideration for human life, looking at Alien group is a viable option. I believe it is time to seriously engage these alien groups we have been fearful of. For man is driving itself down a very dark path, a path of no return.

The question is, what would we have to give up to save our species? They have been abducting people for a very long time and the question is, is their agenda going down a brighter path for the human race? We have to continue our quest to make real serious contact with these beings and look at all options if we want to survive the next 100 years because the cards truly stacked against us.

Sleep tight – mediate , mediate and carefully open up, step forward to meet the Ones who have the ability and power to save our species and maybe we are worthy of their trust, at least the ones among us that care.

Mike Wiz

An Uninvited Visitor

Like most people I have heard of the mythological creatures called Incubus and Succubus. Outside of documentaries and stories, I didn’t know much about them. They looked to me to be half demon and half fairy. They have the impression of darkness so I see a being that is half-bound to this reality and another realm that feasts upon humanities life force, the living essence of vivacity. Perhaps they are kin to vampires but these beings seem more interested in depleting us just enough to keep us going … yup just like vampires.  One such visitor came calling and he had my name written in the palms of his clammy and distorted fiendish hands.

My story starts in the most unassuming way, a visit to some close friend’s house with Michael on a Saturday. We enjoyed dinner, conversation and dessert. As the evening progressed I felt something strange come in contact with me. It was as if something touched my aura first and then came closer with a more subtle touch, caressing my back. Within an instant it decided to go right through me.  I wasn’t sure what it was but to be honest, I had just drunk my second Margarita so I thought it was me feeling a bit tipsy.

There was something old that I came across in our friend’s home; it might have been a mirror or an unusual antique piece. Usually I keep my wits about me when I am around antiques but this was our friend’s house so I dropped my guard but really, why would I need to worry?

Always play it safe. Do as I say not as I do.

I was feeling so tired, beyond just the normal tired as the night went on. We eventually left later than expected and got home just before midnight. We both fell into what seemed like a deep and welcoming slumber. The next morning I felt like I had been run over by a freight train. It was as if I didn’t sleep at all and it was all I could do to get out of bed. Michael was fine and got up much earlier than me. As I walked into the kitchen I could tell by the look on Michael’s face that I looked like the walking dead.

Let me explain the feelings I was experiencing, the exhaustion I felt was like the plague. And okay, I’ll admit it, I was moody and Michael soon realized that I needed time to wake up so I wouldn’t growl at him. Think of the noises that zombies make when they go after someone and that’s how I sounded. I was in such a high state of fatigue that I almost fell over. My mind was muddy and my normal state of awareness was catatonic. Time stopped and all I could do was feel my heart beating in my chest almost like it was working overtime or trying to catch up to itself. I knew something was wrong but at this point I just thought I was coming down with a cold.

Monday, I didn’t feel like myself but I had a little more energy than the day before. I remember a restless sleep and constantly waking up the night before. I obviously thwarted off something. I can say this now because as the week progressed it was to prove that something was feasting off me.

Tuesday, walking from my bed to the bathroom was an Olympian feat. I was weak and felt like I had been drained of everything inside my body, brains included!

Rocky, one of our two family dogs loves to sleep on the bed especially at night. Two nights of that week, I woke up in the morning to her sleeping on the floor. I mean, you would have to literally physically move her off the bed at times so it was very strange that she moved off on her own.

On Wednesday, I woke up again tired and feeling weak. I was tired of feeling tired and because I was so tired I thought I must be gravely ill. I was thinking of writing a will, that’s how bad I felt.

As an Empath, I didn’t pick up on anything because I was so exhausted but as luck would have it I got a break because Thursday morning changed everything. I woke up at 5:33am in the morning to let the dogs out to use the bathroom. I went back to bed and something really interesting happened. I awoke moments later to the blankets being pulled off me from my left shoulder down to my waist. I was lying on my right side so I had my cat up against my back and Rocky was a little further away from me, snoring.

I was confused at first because I thought it was Rocky or the cat pulling the covers off me by moving around on the bed. Yet, this was a different feeling. It felt as if the air got sucked out of the room like a vacuum. As I opened my eyes and looked up, I saw a shadow figure at the foot of the bed . It was tall, about 7 to 8 feet tall with a really weird body. Think of a large bat with a small head and large wings folded in. The silhouette of this thing gave the impression that it looked vampiric, kind of like something out of an old scary movie.

I said, “What the hell are you doing in my room?”

As soon as it knew I was awake, it flew right into my mirror over my dresser. I sat up in bed and suddenly realized that for a week, this thing had been sucking me dry. Once I knew what it was, I knew that that was half the battle. These dark entities don’t like to be seen and they don’t like to be recognized for what they are. It would be harder for it to come back especially since it was obviously hiding from me. They truly do wallow in their own anonymity.

I wanted to yell, “I saw you sucker!”

That morning, I did a ceremony and blocked it from coming back. I’m still a little weary of my mirror but for the most part I know that this thing can’t come back through the mirror again. Mirrors are after all portals so just remember that there is always another side to a mirror.  At any given time we don’t know what’s watching us from this other side. I know, what a scary thought but Halloween is just around the corner so be vigilant and make sure your reflection is truly your own!

Rainbow

Reptilian Influence continued … Is it all True Series #426

Now, back to my experience that happened in October.

My time here in Utah has been hard on my body and mental state. I think the large Granite Mountains by where we live are part of the problem. But for the Reptilians, they thrive here especially in the mountains.
My dreams for quite some time have been almost taken over at times which is something unusual for me. The first time I felt I lost control was because of a female Reptilian. She was tall and very plain looking with a tall body and flat chested. She looked male but I knew she was female. She told me she was my handler and that she has been from an early age.

She was uncomfortably possessive and sexually attracted to me which was totally creepy for me. She stated that she doesn’t like that Michael and I are intimate and made it clear I was hers. Her species are morphodites with both male and female organs which I guess accounts for her being aggressive. I was told it was to their advantage to be given both genitalia considering the variable circumstances they encounter.

She showed me a white book with symbols of circles, rectangles, squares and pyramids. She read the book to me pushing each page slightly forward. The symbols turned into a dialect when she angled the pages. The symbols were like cut outs on each page. She had me trace a rectangle with a blue pen. The page moved as I traced it but I wasn’t skilled at it and looked like a kindergartner because I didn’t have her control.

Black out.

Next I found myself in a pool of really warm water and I realized at that moment that the Reptilians like their water warm basically too hot for humans. It was relaxing at first but I was beyond hot and I knew my body temperature had gone way up. I remember feeling hot under the covers and in the dead of winter threw the covers off me.

The information I gathered from the book and female Reptilian was:

1. They can create energy as hot as the sun.
2. They can control and contain this energy and use it for space craft and other uses.
3. They are considered dangerous because they are more technically advanced than other races. She is part of a rogue faction that rebelled against their leaders. This makes them especially dangerous.
4. They are a ruling class of Saurian’s who travel around looking for better suited planets to subjugate but they seem to be more parasitic especially when dealing with dominating other races.

She made it clear she considered me property and that I was enslaved to her race based on government contracts going back way before I was born. I don’t necessarily feel enslaved and I think it’s more a mind game than anything. She told me she was around me when I was being taken to bases and other areas such as Los Alamos, NM as a little girl as well as other underground facilities. She also stated that she keeps others away from me. My feeling on this is that when a human has a contract on them, that particular alien race has carte blanche with them until they either die or the interest wears off. It seems to be more so than not, that only death can break the contract.

This is really the only experience I have had with Reptilians. They don’t seem to come around a lot and to be honest; I have no idea why she came around to start with. The only thing I can think of – it’s this location. The Wasatch Mountains are mysterious and they seem to hold secrets. It’s interesting how Michael and I ended up in a location surrounded by mountains, the Great Salt Lake valley and rolling hills.

Coincidence … Rainbow

Encountering Cryptids on an Empathic Level Is it all True Series #396

ghostly-tracks-300x200Within the topic of cryptozoology, sometimes the paranormal and high strangeness of life has a way of evading the conventional approach of researchers. Sometime they have to bring out their resourceful instincts to construct idiosyncratic methods in order to achieve the results they are seeking. Eye witness accounts and stories hold a certain amount of truth needed to piece together the universal puzzle that is scattered across the void. However, truthseekers who search for the answers come across what I call, the needle in the haystack of needles quandary. There seems to be pieces that give the illusion that they fit together but ultimately, if the shapes are askew slightly, the outcome doesn’t connect the dots or remotely resemble the expected conclusion. Maybe empathic correlation isn’t as far fetched as some might believe and maybe it just might be the solution that clarifies how some of the dots are connected.

Sasquatch and Dogman accounts have been a major source of intrigue that seem to have peaked to a new high within the last ten years. Radio, podcasts and YouTube have made it so much easier to share stories that would not have been otherwise heard. I have listened to many and found there are similarities to each, almost as if the same creatures visited them all. Research is vital in all these instances but what if there is more to the story, like a semblance of some type of dialogue that happens on another level. Is this admissible to any research and what if it changes the dynamics of what shows itself on the surface as evidence?

The big question is, how does a person who is an Empath play into cryptozoology? As an Empath myself, the only way I can explain our role into the Cryptid phenomenon, is kind of like being a backseat messenger. Encounters with people around us, play a huge role in our ability to adjust to people’s particular penchant and preferred tastes. In doing so, we develop an understanding for hidden yearnings and ideals. We become sensitive to the needs and desires of family and friends and sometimes this sensitivity develops and becomes more attuned to outside influences and intellects, different than that of humans. Empathic abilities and telepathy are very similar, yet I do believe that Cryptids respond more so to the Empath because we can feel their presence while communication is happening in the moment.

The validation for most Empaths comes from feeling and sensing the presence of an unidentified creature while communicating with it. The question is, how does an Empath validate their communication without people thinking they are making it up or worse, frauds?

In the back of an Empaths mind, the variable conundrum is either figuring out if they should say what they know or keep quiet. The negative side affects from a backlog of information sometimes can be equivalent to an overloaded mind. It eventually becomes hard to mind the doors because scattered memories can blur the senses into a spiraling abysmal black hole. The library of the mind has to figure out how to dispose of undisclosed dialogues. Writing does help but sometimes imparted dialogues of high strangeness need to be shared.

For many people, the very idea of interacting with Cryptids seems as far fetched as talking with aliens but then we are dealing with two very different kind of species, one that hides away from humans and the other that prefers to hide in plain sight of humans. How does any communication make sense? Sometimes for the Empath, it doesn’t. We don’t sit down and ask questions, which I doubt would be ideal, especially with the reality of who Cryptids are. They are a varied species that have a very different modus operandi than humans that is all their own. The biggest mistake for any of us, is to put a human slant on their way of existence.

In today’s day and age, people want photos, videos, footprints and face to face contact that far exceed what society wanted a hundred years ago. The darkness doesn’t appear quite as ominous and resolute as it did years ago because people are equipped with a fortitude that comes from a fanaticism kind of interest. Yet, I have found that no matter what video or article is out there, including images of supposed Sasquatch, Dogman or paranormal activity, the hoaxers come out in droves to disprove any findings as fake. Researchers are between a rock and a hard place because enthusiasts and the doubters want hard pressed facts revealing the truth on Cryptids packaged in a way that is convenient to look at and swallow. What if the truth people seek is right in front of them, yet they can’t see it?

Empaths can easily become target practice for the doubting Thomas types because the evidence of information can be seen as hearsay or speculation rather than a verbatim portrayal. Gathered information with corroborative sightings and stories that are verified by witnesses seems to be the only way that Empaths can prove that what they hear from specific contacts is true. Believe it or not, we need proof too. As I wrote earlier, we can feel them as they communicate with us but corroborated stories validating information we receive, just adds to our validity and theirs.

Sometimes as an Empath, I am befuddled as to why I am contacted because I can only assume, there are others more suited for their purpose. To be clear, I was not interested in Sasquatch or Dogman in my past. I knew about them and respected their existence but left that field of research for those who were interested in it. I was told by two Cryptids, a Sasquatch named Loekey and a Dogman named Tulack that this was one of the reasons why they chose me, I have nothing to prove or gain from their contact.

Interestingly enough, I find these contacts do affect me even in the smallest of ways. I can sometimes smell them in the room with me. I will get a low hum in one or both ears that slowly crescendos to a point that becomes deafening. Tingly feelings up and down my legs, not necessarily down my spine, let me know someone wants to communicate. If I can feel a presence around me, I will either allow the information to come through or I block it, which can be draining. Sometimes they don’t like waiting and become impatient in unpleasant ways. Headaches or a smarting jab to various parts of my body will indicate that they want my attention. In their case, patience is not a virtue.

The subconscious mind seems to have a waiting list of eager contacts that are standing by for the very moment an Empath opens up. I have often wondered if we have some brand or invisible mark that separates us from the general populace. The question is, how do they find us?

I’ve waited until now to voice my opinion on Cryptids because I believe these beings are a lot more intelligent than what some want to believe. When they contact me, I don’t hear grunts, growls or howls. If I did the fight or flight impulse would kick in and I would probably jump out of my skin or pass out from fear. Some contacts give me jumbled words that I have to put together. Others will show me images of places in order to convey their messages to me. The words they speak to me, beyond a doubt, are spoken with my inner voice but the information isn’t mine, it’s foreign to me. Sometimes I am awoken in the wee hours of the morning with a nonstop dialogue taking place, almost as if someone else is using my mind like a typewriter. In other instances I will be doing housework or errands when information starts coming through. It just depends when the contact takes place.

To make it clear, so that it doesn’t seem like I don’t understand the gravity of seeing Cryptids in their habitat, I first encountered Tulack in the Sandia Mountains in New Mexico during a day trip with my fiancé Mike, in June of 2014. Tulack was palling around with a large brown bear. We saw them both and it was the first time Tulack made contact, telling us to stay away. To put it mildly, we felt fear and curiosity at the same time. He was very uncomfortable and agitated because there were many hikers walking around the area with children. He wanted his secluded and familiar surroundings back, minus people which included us. Tulack could have come at us at any time, hurting us or worse but he chose not to which made it clear to both of us, that there definitely was an intelligence behind his demeanor.

For those people who think all contact is demonic, I must tell you that there are so many different types of beings out in the world who have nothing to do with the darkness. Our souls know the difference between a dark or light presence. If something comes around me that is dark, I am on my guard and I ask for protection.

From my perspective, the contacts seem to be more spirited and insistent these past few years. It’s almost like a cosmic wave of immeasurable depth is flowing in and out of my subconscious like a rhythmic tide. When I open my eyes in the morning, I know contacts including Cryptids will be waiting just as I know the sun will be coming up from the distant horizon.

The Cryptids I have encountered seem to need a human voice to tell their stories. An Empath hears the ebb and flow of voices, yet we don’t judge what we hear. I only ask that those who read or hear what an Empath reiterates from these creatures does so with an open mind before jumping the gun to conclusions and deciding what is true and what is false. Remember, sometimes truth is stranger than fiction only because, we don’t meet it as often.

Ones Among US- part 2 – Is it all True Series #358

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As I have stated in part 1, during my 45 plus years of research, I would come across stories of people seeing strange non-humans living among us. Some of these stories are my own and I will share one in this posting.

This is another restaurant experience as I was traveling through New Mexico to Tucson I stopped at a Holiday Inn. After an uneventful night’s stay, My ex-wife and I decided to eat at a small café. My ex-wife and I ordered a typical American breakfast of eggs, bacon and coffee. At that point all seemed normal, but suddenly my attention was drawn toward the front door, four odd people walked, rather glided towards the table next to ours. They were not human by a longshot. They did resemble a family though two taller beings male and female and younger boy and girl looking. Large heads, small flat noses, very white pale skin. Their clothing was strange and ill-fitting but very colorful. Their eyes were large, almond shaped dark, very dark. Interestingly, their waitress never blinked an eye at their strangeness and served them as normal humans.

The four beings sat there very motionless. Once their food was served, they never took a bite. The one tall adult male only once turned mechanically and gave me a stern stare and turned back, looking straight forward. The stare seemed to tell me, I know you can see us, but we don’t care. My ex-wife thought they looked strange be not as alien as I saw them. So as we finished our breakfast, they suddenly stood straight up and turned together and glided out the door and no one noticed except me. I quickly followed them out but they had disappeared, which was quite amazing considering I was only 5 seconds behind them.

Sleep tight – and pay attention you never know what you might see tomorrow.
MWiz

Richard Smith – Teacher of another Realm -Is it all True Series # 345

rsFor our first meeting of the New Mexico UFO/Paranormal forum version 2015, we had this wonderful guy named Richard Smith. Richard is an artist, teacher, writer, musician, alien Contactee, and public speaker. He skillfully blends mainstream history with past, present, and maybe future Alien history. Richard has a unique view of Alien presence on this planet and how they have shaped and controlled all of our reality. Richard speaks the truth and justice of our real reality and history. Some embrace him and other maybe frightened by him. He speaks on why our world politicians are, seemingly, the puppets on tightly held string.

Smith talked about our planet as a place run by corporations whose only major goal is to make money and lots of it, not to be a partner with Mother Earth. This mindset can create short-term wealth for some, but long term disaster for all in the end. And that is what Climate Change will do to this planet and its coming in full force very soon. The tipping point is here, no turning back. “In my opinion, the tipping point is here, no turning back”

Richard talked about these various groups who have been in control since the beginning of time. They include, but are not limited to, the Elite Reptilian Queens, the Greys, the Sisterhood, Dogman, and Sasquatch. Only Sasquatch got high marks as protector of the planet. Smith talks of the Gene of Passion, which is something the bad guys want to suppress in Mankind. This Gene gives humans the power and creativity to resist the ways of the Darkness. The Darkness that has dominated the earth for thousands of years and causes death and destruction on a huge scale. The lack of this Gene increases the powerful and brutal influence of the reptilian part of man’s brain.

Thanks UFO teacher for sharing your education of our cosmology and how our words have so much more meaning and symbolism. For more on Richard Smith, the UFO Teacher, search for his on-line book-“Legions of light – Armies of Darkness.

Sleep tight – for man has always found his way to keep Darkness at bay, but we now need to illuminate what Reality could be, if we were fearless.

MWiz.

Part 3: Mountainair- Shaffer- Hotel of Mystery -Is it all True Series # 331

schaffer hotelPlease read part 1 and part 2 to catch up on the Shaffer Hotel’s great epic ghost saga. So let’s continue with the stories that made this cute hotel in the middle of Mountainair, New Mexico a treasured landmark.

There was a particular room in the hotel where there were constant noises coming from the room, most of them sounded like footsteps. It got so bad that staff thought someone was sneaking into the room and making the noises and strangely putting a child’s footprints into the carpet. So the staff changed the locks on the room, but the noises and the footprints continue until today.

Next the hotel has a regular guest that does business out of one of the hotel’s rooms. This guest commented to the staff that the ghosts had to go. Our tour guide knew that comment wasn’t going to fly with the ghosts and she was right. Quickly thereafter a strange symbol appeared outside the room of that particular guest and it looked a bit satanic or maybe Masonic in nature. The staff tried everything to remove the symbol but nothing worked. Finally the guest apologized to the ghosts and the symbol disappeared.

And then there was the famous suitcase incident: a mother, daughter and grandmother were staying in a room together and there was a beautiful piece of furniture, a rocking chair built by Pa Shaffer in the room. The little girl placed her suitcase on the chair and opened it, but suddenly the suitcase slammed shut, scaring the three women into the hallway. Other strange events had happened before in that particular room involving that rocking chair. This event happen in April 2014, and since then the rocker has been removed to storage and any further happenings have stopped.

There are many more stories. I would encourage you to visit this wonderful hotel in a very enchanted part of New Mexico, get the guided tour from Becky or Sheryl and tell them Mike from the New Mexico UFO/Paranormal Forum sent you.

Sleep tight, remember you can safely befriend a ghost but don’t challenge them, they will have the advantage.
MWiz

Alien/Bigfoot abduction ?

alien-BFA friend’s son and a couple friends of his went camping within that 25-miles range of the CO/NM border I’d spoken of. I told him beforehand that the area is full of Bigfoot, but not to be afraid. So, while camping, one of the guys was led off by himself, even though they’d all agreed previously to not venture out alone. He didn’t listen. When they couldn’t find him, they found they were also out of cell range, so hiked up a nearby peak. They then called 911 and to make a long story short, the State Police found a young man wandering and confused some 25 miles away. The guy I talked to before he left also said there was a strange fog present the morning he disappeared.

My thoughts, knowing the area’s terrain, is that there is absolutely no way a human can hike those mountains and get 25 miles away overnight. It’s not called the rocky mountains for nothing. A buddy and I spent 3-4 hours combing a small area looking for my RC quadcopter that had been lost. Found it crashed a 1/4 mile away after more than 3 hours searching. The terrain up there is insane.

I think he may have been abducted by ET/Bigfoot. It’s not the first time this has happened and locals have seen both out there. One Native American woman I mentioned in my book said there is a Star Base not far from her home… and lots of Sasquatch in the area.

Research with Care – UFO/Paranormal -Is it all True Series # 314

other-worldI have been doing research in the strange but real world of UFO and the Paranormal for over 40 years, and one thing I have learned is that you need to practice some form of self-protection, especially when doing field research. This is because we are dealing with entities like reptilians, ghosts, forest beings, and dark entities of all shapes and forms.

The problem here is since the researcher is going into other powerful beings’ territories, it is truly best to put some protection around your physical and energetic body. For these entities can attach themselves to the unaware researcher and cause havoc after the person leaves the field research area and re-enters his/her home base.

So what can happen if you are not careful and don’t protect yourself? Here are a few examples. First, many of you have heard of Skin Walker Ranch, a vortex in Utah where strange entities come and go through a portal area on the old ranch. The volume of strangeness became so great that the government took it over to watch over this alien invasion. Back before the government took over, a man came out to meditate on the ranch to make contact with the alien entities, but through this process his mind got invaded by frightening beings, and that ended his meditation career.

I personally was meditating in my house in Georgia when three reptilian beings wanted permission to enter my house and possibly do harm to me and/or my family. I confronted them outside my home and they vanished. A fellow researcher had been doing field work in a forested area in New Mexico searching for Dogman and Bigfoot and some entity attached to her and may have been responsible for a push down the stairs and a broken arm.

All of these bad outcomes could have been avoided with a little common sense and protection. The researcher should simply clear himself as he leaves his home either with a clearing mantra or smudging or both, and then when leaving the research area he should thank the entities for allowing him/her to occupy their space. Then the final protection would be to recite a mantra before the researcher enters his/her home base stating that no entities may enter your sacred place now or ever. It’s quick and it works.

Sleep tight, you always need to protect your mind and soul, because they have infinite cosmic value.

MWiz.

Windigo Possession– the Cannibal Demon–Is it all True Series # 266

A snaggy-fanged giant roams northern Ontario, Canada among the Ojibwa and Cree tribes. The giant may very well be a human with Windigo Complex, the desire to stalk and kill humans and eat their flesh.
As the legend goes it’s happens more in the winter when some of the Indians run low on food which causes this strange madness of cannibalism. The windigo is a giant either male or female. He/she is described as skeleton-like, lip-less with a snaggy-fanged mouth. Their protruding eyes roll in a pool of blood. He /she howls, screams and whistles (somewhat like a Bigfoot). They will also eat each other if two meet in the woods. They have superhuman strength and as noted a super ugly appearance.

The Indians believe this is a possession by an evil spirit. The Indians see this happening in three possible ways. One is a windigo may possess a person on his own initiative, such as when a group of Indians are in danger of starvation and tempted to commit cannibalism to survive. This act of cannibalism is proof of windigo possession, and they could legally be put to death by the tribe.
The second way to become windigo is on a vision quest. The young man/woman goes out to be tested in life’s ways, with no food and water and he goes into a trance. And this person sometimes meets a windigo spirit who then possesses the vision quester.
The third way to windigoism is through dark magic. If a person offends a shaman, the shaman could summon a windigo spirit to possess the offender.

Psychologists, anthropologists, and psychiatrists have viewed this condition of windigo as a psychotic event, a possible result of the hard nomadic life in the deep forest of northern Canada and certain oddities directly from the Indian culture of the area. This Windigo legend has been occurring for hundreds years and the sighting of the giant are still happening as I write this posting.

Sleep Tight, put a line of sea salt at all entrances to your house if you live or are visiting in northern Ontario, a Windigo spirit cannot cross the line, only you can let him/her in.

MWiz