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Check out this amazing magazine that I contribute to! Inside each issue are great articles from some of the best researchers, paranormal investigators, Shamans alike. It’s a must have for Cryptid and paranormal researcher enthusiasts!
In this issue, read my two articles, “Are You a Sensitive, Psychic or Empath? What’s the Difference? and “Dogman VS. Werewolf: Similar Cryptids With a Big Difference.”
Thanks Everyone,
Rainbow
David Paulides wrote a book in 2008 called the Hoopa Project: Bigfoot encounters in California. David, a former law enforcement professionals, is a highly trained interviewer. His interviews among the Hoopa, First Nation may have been a historic first, because of David’s investigative abilities. David also had on his team an excellent forensic artist named, Harvey Pratt. The artwork that Harvey produced, was quite amazing and I would guess a very accurate projection of what the witnesses were telling him.
One of the main findings was, that the Bigfoot witnesses didn’t see the sagittal crest (pointed head), heavy brows, and ape-man “muzzle” features. The witnesses seemed to see what would be considered a more “wild-man” type of being.
My friend researcher, Kewaunee Lapseritis has said for many years that at a minimum there are two types of Bigfoot and maybe more, again the ape-type and the other human type. Also, there may be another one called, an Ancient One. This Ancient One has some features of both other types. On my last mini-expedition with Kewaunee, I was lucky to get a distance photo of an Ancient One.
Reports of this “wild-man” type, go back to the 1800s and were a favorite conversation of lumberjacks and other people who worked out in rural forested areas of North America. If you look at the Patterson/Gimlin film and the photos that have come from it, it truly shows human features, but some ape features also. There have also been interesting reports from Tennessee and Alaska also commenting about these human features. Could this human-type Bigfoot, be our missing link or are we their missing link? It looks like we have common DNA between the two species.
Rainbow, here in Oregon after having audio contact with a female Sasquatch, got a vision of this female Sasquatch and she had characteristics of a prehistoric humanoid, that had the Sasquatch typical hair known today. Also Rainbow had visual contact with a male Sasquatch ( Loekey) that had features she describes as all Sasquatch, where they look like nothing else in comparison.
Sleep tight – We will find out someday that Sasquatch is our closest relative in the human life chain and we came from a common ancestor. And I believe this could make us ( humans) hybrids of the Sasquatch or maybe more like Sasquatch’s evil twins.
MWiz.
We had heard about this Old Stone structure ( Witches Castle ) in the City Park in Portland. We ventured off over a week ago to see this site for ourselves.
The story goes in the mid-1800s, a man named Mr. D Balch bought a large portion of land around the area while Portland was still in the process of being developed. It was a big enough region, that he had to hire help to clear the area, so he hired a man named Mortimer Stump, who lived in the cabin on the property.
As time went on, Stump and Balch’s daughter Anna, fell in love, and eventually, Stump asked Balch for his Anna’s hand in marriage. Balch refused, resulting in Stump and Anna threatening to elope. Balch became enraged and told Stump that he would murder him if they married. But the couple didn’t listen to the warning and decided to elope in November of 1858.
A few weeks after, Stump and Anna came back to the cabin, and in a fury, Balch shot Stump in the head and killed him. Balch was arrested and he was executed in mid-October of 1859, which became the first legal execution in Oregon.
The Log Cabin was abandoned and the 1950’s Park Service built the stone structure in its place for Ranger offices and visitor restrooms. In the ’60s, it was abandoned by the park service and after that, it has been used as a gathering place (partying and drinking) for teens from around the area and they gave it its name “Witches Castle”.
Rainbow being an empath, did pick up some interesting energy there. Note she declined to walk in or on the upper levels of the structure. making me a little nervous because I highly respect her psychic abilities. As I was climbing all over the structure taking pictures, I did catch an entity hanging out in the lower level of the stone structure. I didn’t feel threatened at the time.
Rainbow felt that there were Dark and Light ceremonies performed there over the years and maybe some type of sacrifices, probably small animal types. The Light Ceremonies were in Pagan nature, honoring Mother Earth. She also felt that portals were opened during certain ceremonies, and closed. This would keep other entities from using the portal to enter this realm and cause havoc.
If you decide to go the Upper Macleay Parking area it’s about a ¾ mile hike from there to the stone house – Witches Castle. If you start from the Pittman Mansion parking lot and go down to it, it’s quite a hard hike back up, as we found out first hand.
Sleep Tight – and let your dreams carry you to happy places
MWiz
A while ago Michael and I got wind of a phenomenon that might have some truth to it. We had read some stories on Reddit about a SAR officer who claimed to have seen various staircases in the middle of forest treks with nothing else around them. How much truth is behind these stories and what should we look for when we enter the forests?
After reading multiple stories by this one particular search and rescue individual and then the numerous people adding their stories into the mix-well as you can imagine, a domino effect spiraled out of control and the conclusion for us at least, is on hold. Since Michael and I go into the forests in this area, we realized early on that there was a palatable feeling almost faerie like that gave us a sense of walking into a wonderland. Perhaps it is this very feeling that leads people astray because there is a comfort, false as it might be, that all is well.
In the various places we have been, we have been followed or accompanied by someone or something. Our new location is definitely Sasquatch homeland with the perfect setting for contact but so far we have only had the infamous footsteps that didn’t match ours especially when we stopped suddenly. But to our surprise we did have apples eaten in a hidden spot.
This new hidden spot was different from our other locations because I actually put wooden sticks up and covered a hole in the ground up against a tree. I put the sticks in a certain way and when we went back 2 weeks later, the sticks were in the position I left them but the apples were gone. We had a drawing I did of Warsiah our female Sasquatch contact in a plastic container and two granola bars. They left everything else but obviously wanted the apples.
I lived in various locations on ranches, camping out with raccoons coming around and as many of you may know, they are notoriously messy so we knew this interaction was from someone who was more courteous.
We left two more apples this past week and we plan to go back to see if the sticks are in the same position we left them and if anything has been taken. We are hopeful that this is another Sasquatch, time will tell.
But I must say, between our Sasquatch research and the appearing and disappearing staircases, the forests do have a different look to them, sometimes quieter, almost a hushed scary silence.
I know what some of you must be thinking, I didn’t say anything yet about appearing and disappearing staircases, so I’ll share with you all that we know so far. It looks like somebody took a house but left the stairs intact, in the middle of the forest. The staircases look new, almost as if time has had no effect on them. The forest is usually quiet, almost serene but with an ominous undertone. Birds don’t fly around the stairs including any of the forest animals. They all steer clear of them.
Some people have climbed to the top of the stairs and had nothing happen to them. Others have not been so lucky. One man who was at the top of a staircase, lost his hand when he raised it up. It was cutoff clean but nobody could see from what. Others have had bad luck afterwards or disappeared entirely from the top step never to be seen again. So beware if you see any staircases …
I feel our Sasquatch research keeps us safe enough because we don’t venture too far off the zig-zagged paths we follow. We have seen staircases of late but they don’t have the same scary look to them as the staircases I mentioned. But if we do see one, we’ll be sure to steer clear of it but I promise, we’ll take a few photos of it before we carry on our way, looking for our Sasquatch friends.
Rainbow
Blessed be, to my Spirit Guides and Guardian Angels.
Today, I ask that you walk with me as I ask for protection and blessings for my home.
I ask that all negative energy and spirits keep away from all my windows and doors.
I ask that only light and love enter my home and all negativity stay outside.
With this sacred smoke, I ask for my home to be cleansed with the breath of God and along with all the Archangels shielding wings.
May the Angels of Heaven and Earth know they are welcome in my home, along with those Angels and Guardian Spirits who protect me and walk with me day to day and sleep with me night to night.
I ask this in light, and love, with my humble heart giving thanks for gracing my home with your presence.
Blessed Be – Rainbow
My 2019 — RESULTS
Not bad again as last year – 60% correct.
Okay 2020 predictions
We will see – what the future BRINGS
Mike —–Sleep tight
It’s not easy to explain my feelings about living in Utah these past 16 months. There where parts of Utah that I thoroughly enjoyed and yet most of the time, I felt overshadowed by something dark and ominous. It was a constant source of discomfort that didn’t let up until Utah was in my rear-view mirror. The day we left was the day I felt as if I was let out of prison. This is an extreme statement to make but for an Empath such as myself, oppression became a smothering monster camouflaged and hidden within the very neighborhood that was supposed to be my sanctuary.
It never occurred to me that granite was my kryptonite; I guess we learn what helps us along the way and what hinders us. It has a resonance to it that pulls in energy. I didn’t find any positive metaphysical properties to the Wasatch Mountains because I believe that Reptilians have taken over the Granite Mountain with multiple cave entrances nature-made and human-made. Also, the Mormon Church has its records vault in Little Cottonwood canyon which I do believe plays a part in the strange vibration that comes off the mountain. Don’t get me wrong, the Wasatch Mountains are a beautiful place, full of wildlife that thrives and great walking trails. But I could never put my finger on it, within the mountains, there was always something ominous watching, an awareness that was constant and formidable. As the months passed, I grew wearier of going for mountain drives or for that matter, going on hikes. I noticed that the entities and beings who had contacted me for years in New Mexico, where nowhere to be heard or seen. They seemed to vanish from my very consciousness without a trace. I didn’t know it back then but I know it now, I was held, prisoner. The spiritual beings, dimensional teachers and Cryptids that were my friends weren’t allowed to come near me within the months that followed.
Fortunately, the Dugway Beings were able to contact me within the first 2 months and I think the reason they could was that Dugway is far enough away from the Wasatch Mountains and the hold on me was just starting. Skinwalker ranch was also within the first couple of months and that is when Amadeus and Antioch contacted me. By April I was confined and couldn’t feel anything. I was starting to get very depressed.
The Reptilian presence in Sandy had slowly but surely blocked me from gaining any new information from any of my contacts. Slowly I had started to see glimpses of a Reptilian female that I had written about in another post. It didn’t occur to me that this female was a problem only because my experience with Reptilians had been from that point, very little.
The few things that I learned from my experience with this female Reptilian, helped me understand this group of beings better. First and probably the main objective for them, in the beginning, is isolating their victims. It’s key for them because they like to slowly deplete the energy level of humans. This can be either for a food source or for keeping humans captive; it’s a vital first step. Second is blocking, almost shielding a person from any telepathic information, either in dream time or the waking state. Dreams become vague and sleep is disrupted almost as if you never slept at all. For example, waking up was a chore at times and there were a few times when I stood up to go to the bathroom, I fell to the floor because I was so disoriented. As you can see, the third aspect of their agenda is to disorient their victim. I can’t tell you how many times I went into a room and forgot what I was in there for. I would pull out of the driveway and forget for a split second where I was going or which direction I should drive. I would forget simple grocery store items and end up getting things I didn’t need.
Mind manipulation played another role. I was sure at times that someone was watching the house. I was paranoid to the extreme and if someone looked at me strangely, I thought they were following me. I was grumpy and started arguments with Michael and interestingly enough, he was also starting to show some of the same signs that I had but in a milder fashion.
Thoughts would go through my head for instance that I needed to be on my own and that I wasn’t happy with Michael. He’s the love of my life so this in itself was a major wakeup call for me that led me to realize that something was very wrong. In this case, it was what I call a very serious Reptilian constraint quandary.
Depression was the fifth problem due to my low energy. Because I became isolated from my Spirit Guides and Cryptid friends from the blocking, they couldn’t help me or send any help my way. When a person’s energy is low, it is like a beacon signaling to all the other dark and ominous creatures to come in and feast. I had the incubus experience I wrote about in an earlier blog post that wouldn’t have happened with my normal range of energy.
For an Empath to become isolated, in some ways, is a fate worse than death. I would hear the humming in my ears at certain points become so loud it gave me multiple headaches. It was actually within the last 4 months living in Utah that I had ear problems. Michael did the ear candling for me twice and huge amounts of ear wax came out of both ears. I believe it was a physical result of being blocked and isolated for so long. Sound is important for an Empath and to become deaf to the ethereal world and dimensional realms is a huge shock to the system. What I took for granted within my scope of the hearing is now my saving grace. I appreciate more than ever those who speak to me from the dimensional and magical realms.
In the last two months I fought the female Reptilian and I focused on the things that were positive motivators in my life. Moving was a great motivation because it was Michael’s and my goal for a couple of years to be in Oregon. Focusing is one way to gain back energy. Replenishing what is being taken is vital and it’s one way of taking back your power and willfully standing your ground against such negative and manipulative energy.
Meditation of any form is great; I would take neighborhood walks or go to a park and focus on the moment. Being in the moment is a great way of starting back to square one and focusing on what matters, what makes you happy and those goals that are future gems. It’s all about keeping the inner self-protected and blocking out those dark and negative beings from trying to take your essence.
In the end, getting to our goal was that much sweeter especially since we get to look out our windows and see tall pine trees, green grass and an inviting water fall in our back yard. We finally have a house that is truly our home and all our Cryptid friends, dimensional beings and spirit guardians are now free to visit and thank goodness …they do!
Next week read Michael’s thoughts on Utah.
Rainbow
Ever walked a trail in the forest, after listening to David Paulides talk about disappearances? In the back of your mind … the stories are there and every step you take, every breath you make, lingers in slow motion because it’s the, “what if,” scenario that makes your pulse quicken while your eyes dart around for any sudden movement or sound. A hike in the forest will never be the same.
Michael and I enjoy walks and we try to visit our forest friends as often as we can. This particular walk for both of us was a bit sobering. As researchers, we know what might be out there and we also know surprises can lurk around any corner. The majesty of the trees, the sound of the river racing along, can make a person forget to be vigilant because let’s face it, we go on hikes to relax, not to stress ourselves out.
The big question is if we think about Sasquatch, Dogman or the mystery Cryptid, Michael coined, Creature X, do we attract them to us? What if the little elemental sprites, faeries are running around, will they know we come in peace? The darkness and its shadowy minions can play havoc on our fears, so what happens when and if our paths cross?
The day was just like any other day, here in Oregon, bright and lovely, the clouds seemed to almost dip down and touch us, and the path was one of the best we have seen, almost like it was cleared and laid out just for us. So, why was I nervous?
This was our first time in this particular forest so it felt a little intimidating, at least for me. We took apples, granola bars and a note for Warsiah. We usually leave something for the Sasquatch every time we go on a hike.
The trail was just beautiful with tall trees and amazing smells. We were the only people on the trail so it felt like we were in our own piece of paradise. Twenty minutes into the hike, we both noticed that there were no birds or squirrels to be seen … anywhere.
I stated that this was odd to Michael and he agreed. My mind was racing and I was trying to remember what I was told by my benefactors years ago when they told me what birds being quiet meant. Was it a warning?
I had the impression that literally no squirrels lived in this forest and maybe that is a possibility but I’ve never known this to be. And besides that, I really didn’t notice any bugs flying around. It was if we were in a forest that had no animals living in it at all. So, was this a vortex we were in? This is the only answer that seems to check most of the boxes in my mind, except, I didn’t notice any weird smells or electricity in the air.
After about almost an hour, we heard our first bird but never saw any squirrels. We didn’t even see a bird flying around, only heard them. I reasoned that maybe this was because the trees were so tall, maybe the birds were up high but even still, when birds aren’t around, that definitely is alarming.
We then heard a noise, it sounded like a footstep to our left, further back where some trees were down. We started to walk and again, there was that same noise that sounded like a step, almost like someone or something was following us.
We heard other sounds but the footsteps seemed to be the most unsettling. After we heard the steps, we decided to walk a bit further and then turn around. We found a secret place to put the apples and other goodies for Warsiah (our Oregonian Sasquatch contact) and we started back.
On the way back, I thought of all the missing people who started off just like we did but never made it back home. Does awareness of beings in the forest guarantee a safe journey back to the car? I don’t really know, but one thing I do know is that hikes for Michael and I, as much as we love them, will always be a bit precarious now. After all, the first step on any trail either leads to the desired destination or one that is unexpected.
Just remember, we really aren’t alone in the forests, maybe we never really were but thanks to the hard work of David Paulides and others, we now know to be awake and aware. Happy and safe trails.
Rainbow
As I write this post I am wondering if we will be here tomorrow, so if you are reading this, we have made it, for this is to be posted this weekend. There seemed to be a very active group of sunspots that are moving around the Sun as I write this. When this group was directly on the backside of the Sun it shot off a huge CME (Coronal Mass Ejection) in the direction of Mars.
In 1859 a huge dangerous CME hit the earth called the Carrington Event. It burned telegraph lines, injured telegraph workers and even burned paper in the telegraph offices. Luckily, that was a low-tech era in history. Think if this same event happened in today’s world of massive electric grids, satellites and billions of computers. It would be the end of the western modern world as we know it. Isolated remote areas would survive. It would take years to rebuild and maybe before the rebuilding could start, man would attackman. The world would be a total war, as lawlessness would reign. Not a happy thought. Also, a little known event happened in 2012 when a Kill Shot just missed the earth by two days of orbit time – a truly near- miss.
This Carrington type event is also called the Kill Shot, just like a large Asteroid hitting the earth, it would be the “End Game.”
As the title asks “Will we be evacuated before the Kill Shot “, well not by our government or any human group. They will be too busy trying to save their own selves (put nicely). But an alien group could with their massive fleet of Cosmic ships, hold hundreds of thousands of people, maybe millions, but not billions, not the total earth population. So, who stays and who leaves, that is the question. Also, it is my gut feeling they will have pre-warning of the Kill Shot before we do, so the ships could be on the way as I write this.
There are probably millions of Hybrids living among us and they would go, and maybe the Hybrids would be the judges of those chosen to go. Who is to know, maybe these Aliens don’t care that much about us, remember we are responsible for the mess the earth is in as we speak. but yet, they do love their “Candy Store”.
Sleep tight – it’s only a 10 to 12 % chance it happens in the next 100 years, wow if you think about it that way, that is a pretty good chance —I guess prepare.
MWiz
These children (the Star ones) who become adults have been placed here for a very long time. In the early days, they were some of our explorers, adventurers and our early artists and scientists, discovering beauty and knowledge to share with the world. The Michelangelo’s and Plato’s seemed to be, the kind and wise of their days. They were here to enhance humanity and pushing back on tyranny and human suffering. In the present day, these children are called indigo, crystal, rainbow, and star, all mean the same truth of mind and purity of heart.
I also believe that some of the founders of large companies are from star seed origins but they aren’t able to hold to the path back to their origin. Some have gone astray, sort of the fallen angels of the present day. They used the technology wizardry given to them by the Star People to advance our civilizations hundreds of years forward during the last 60 years mainly through computer technology.
When I lived and worked in Atlanta, I worked with a group of gifted people, some would qualify a Star Children. They had ideas and skills that seemed to come out the blue, in most cases, they just knew by instinct, normally never taught.
This brings me to a recent wonderful story about a beautiful 2-year-old child who Rainbow and I met about 2 months ago. She is special in that she had an advanced vocabulary and the very unusual bright energy about her, I had never seen this before. I suspected a Star Child. Then this story from her mother clinched my suspicion. The mother stated that one night she and her 2-year-old were outside at night. The mother gave her daughter a cell phone with a Star positioning APP. The mother showed her 2-year-old how to use it, in the way you would expect a 2-year-old to understand. Her daughter immediately reacted by calling out Vela, Vela, Vela without any prompting from the mother. This continued on for 10 minutes. To me, this shows an excitement that would mean the child had a personal relationship with Vela. The mother was confused so she took the phone and pointed it to the same stars the child had, and sure enough, it was the constellation, Vela. This said the mother pronounced the name “Vela” differently than her daughter but after some research the 2-year-old’s pronunciation was correct. How amazing is that! The mother asked her daughter how did she know it was Vela and she said: “I just knew “.
Sleep Tight, the Star Children are the link to the Star People, Earth’s guardians and mentors to a better world.
MWiz.