There is movement out there. The word among the Cryptids is something huge is happening and a bigger event is happening soon. There are Empaths, people who communicate with Sasquatch, Dogman, Hybrids, Elementals and other portal travelers saying there is a migration to safer areas happening now.
These Cryptids are feeling the seismic movement along the coast from California to Oregon and Washington. Forest are burning, month after month we are recording record heat through-out the world. Parts of India are in a major catastrophic drought – thousands of their farmers have committed suicide in the last several months. Also fish and sea mammals are dying in record numbers, 300 species are going extinct yearly and now the Blue- Green slim is consuming Florida and destroying the tourist business there. Some scientists are saying wait for the super hurricanes to hit the east and the gulf coasts, because of the extremely warm waters of the oceans and the changing upper levels wind patterns and I believe the Cryptids are seeing the same huge storms on the horizon.
Climate change is the greatest threat to this planet, the greatest threat ever. And why do I know – because Cryptids are running very scared and according to empaths only something very big would make them migrate out their beloved areas of the east and west coasts of the US and Canada.
Another thing that is being said – what seems safe is not and what seemed non-safe is safe. They the Cryptids are migrating to upper Mid-west and South central Canada.
We the humans need to take notice and prepare for the unthinkable the reduction of 80% of the world population by the year 2100 seems impossible but the global tipping points have been reached at so many different levels. Population growth out of control and the greed to consume has led to this human earth as we know it. The 20% that can and do survive, we can only hope they will understand and build a new Earth, with a new human species that will never ever forget the past.
Sleep tight – We are here to learn – and that is what will save us humans from total extinction.
This past week, Michael and I were listening to a couple of interviews on YouTube of Sasquatch researchers who were from the south. Between the two of them, they had multiple years of experience in the field. As the interviews progressed, a few things came to my mind. I realized that there are people in this field who really don’t see Sasquatch as an interdimensional being. I was really surprised but what bothered me the most was that they both alluded to the fact that anyone who does think Sasquatch is interdimensional, is deluding themselves. My mind came to a screeching halt and I said, “What?!”
I respect the years they both have in the field but I realized that sometimes when you are so close to a subject, eventually it’s hard to see the forest for the trees.
I know deep in the forest that the darkness keeps the secrets of her minions to herself. It’s part of the dark and light tussle of Mother Nature. To think that any Cryptid is going to be our friend, is rather naïve and foolish. I know the Dogman that Michael and I saw in New Mexico, wanted to be left alone and if we didn’t abide by his wishes, I know he would have charged at us. You have to listen, follow your gut and you can’t go into the forest thinking you are at the top of the food chain.
There are no grocery stores in the forest.
Yet, I can’t stop wondering why people in the Sasquatch field of research would assume something that is flesh and blood would be similar to us. One of the interviewers stated as fact that older males mate with all the females in the group and that because of this, the younger males would be pushed out of the group. Where on earth did he get this information? How would he know?
This is part of the problem in this field, researchers making comments like this one based on no facts only speculation. I mean, he would have to literally be within arms length of where they live, see how they live and watch their mating customs. Let’s be frank, if anyone could get this close, especially with this mind set, I doubt seriously they would live to tell the tale.
Another thing that bothered me is the names they have in the south for Sasquatch. One in particular was a definite slur. A Bugger is something that comes out of my nose. How in the hell did a Sasquatch become a Bugger? How can anybody research something they don’t respect? It’s obviously a peculiar mindset besides being a southern slang term but come on; Sasquatch isn’t below us in intelligence. Imagine how they see us from their perspective. They have to be shown respect.
Here’s a tip for those of you camping out this summer:
Don’t camp or park your vehicle in a Cryptids dining room. If you don’t want to be on the menu, I highly recommend you don’t call them … Buggers.
Every once in a blue moon I would think about Loekey and then zone out, filling my days with the constant mundane certainty of being housemaid, animal keeper, Girl Friday and time clock Mom. Life can become a rerun that doesn’t require any forethought but to tell you the truth, for someone like me, it’s actually a comforting lifestyle.
Normalcy is an understatement in our home because as an impath, sometimes wayward spirits like to continue discussions by attaching themselves to me as I head home. Sometimes it’s hard to remember to leave uninvited guests at my doorstep. Loekey was different though. To me, he was more then an inquisitive or needy spirit, he was a highly evolved being that represented the Sentient Forests and their mysteries. In some ways, Loekey’s energy reminded me of an old, antiquated Child’s story. You know, the ones we all grew up with, the Enchanted Forests of old, with Fairies, dragons and unicorns.
I knew it was just a matter of time before Loekey would contact me again. I wasn’t worried about our next chance meeting but I have to say, I really didn’t want another conversation in the shower. I guess the human (woman) in me just felt like I was at a disadvantage being naked. As I found out later, Loekey on the other hand thought I would be more comfortable this way. Boy, does he have a lot to learn about humans, especially women!
Months came and went and still no Loekey. August was an especially busy month not only because my daughter went back to school but because she turned 20. Needless to say, by the end of the month I was ready for a vacation.
Michael and I decided to take a short trip to Oregon, on Labor Day weekend. It was a great change of pace for both of us and I was really looking forward to seeing the countryside. We stayed in Portland with Michael’s daughter and her fiancé and ventured out in our rental car during the day. On our first day, we were blessed to have Michael’s oldest daughter with us so we drove all around wine country and back roads. We saw Christmas tree farms along with groups of huge pine trees. The forests were thick with undergrowth and the smell was the best part, it has never left me.
The second night of our vacation, we settled down to go to bed and for some reason I could not fall asleep. I tossed and I turned and I found that I was really dry and thirsty so I got up to drink some water. I put a few water bottles on a side table that was in front of the closet. We moved it there to give us more room by the bed. I drank a whole water bottle and still felt dry. I usually drink a lot of water at night but what made this really weird, I drank more water then usual that night because I felt like a dried up ole pine tree.
I knew I really needed to get some sleep since it was after midnight so I turned off the light and got back into bed. I laid down and turned to my left side facing the outside of the bed. As I lay trying to get comfortable, I got the sensation that there was a huge figure standing by the door-frame inside the room. I thought I was just imagining it but I could clearly see the outline of a large figure standing, facing me. I said quietly to myself that if there really was someone there, to make a sound. Just as I said that, two of the water bottles that I drank from, popped in sequence very loudly. As a matter of fact, so loud that I knew they probably woke up Michael but to my astonishment, he was still asleep.
That’s when Loekey said hello and told me not be scared. I must admit my heart was pounding a mile a minute and I was very intimidated by his large frame. His head was right up against the ceiling and I could see a leather strap across his chest. He talked to me for what seemed like minutes but I had the impression that it was more like hours. All I know is that by the time I did fall asleep, I was no longer intimidated by Loekey and I felt very comfortable in his presence. It was evident that Loekey had given me quite a bit of information but I was too tired to do anything but sleep.
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Here is my favorite contact, Loekey an Oregonian Sasquatch who as some of you may know, was a major part of 3 posts that I wrote about last year. I haven’t had much contact with him this year but I have felt him around. As a matter of fact, we have two gigantic pine trees in our front yard and Michael and I picked this house especially for Loekey to come and visit since he is a portal jumper by nature.
We have exceptional views of the Wasatch mountain range here and love the close proximity to magnificent canyons and trails. The vortex photography looks like it will be beyond our wildest dreams. We are excited to see what appears in our photos.
Loekey is a major part of my first experience with a Sasquatch and I feel very honored that he chose me to communicate with. In the near future as he communicates with me more, I will keep you all posted.
Just recently, Michael and I went to Skinwalker Ranch. I’ll tell you all about that adventure in my next blog post!
I have personally been researching Sasquatch for most of my life, from reading everything I could find on the subject when I was in my teens to intense field research with Kewaunee Lapseritis my friend and amazing Sasquatch Contactee and a man of incredible paranormal abilities.
About 7 years ago I discovered vortex photography by accident on a mini-expedition with Kewaunee. Kewaunee who taken me to a powerful vortex (area of high and low electromagnetic field close together). I started taking random digital photos and low and behold in the first 20 photo there was what I believe was a youth Sasquatch sitting on a fence rail, see photo below. This was a long shot guessing maybe 200 yards or so and remember I didn’t see it when I originally took the photo. Only after I analyzed the photos back at our lodge did I see the image. I showed it to a local ranger and he said it’s ever one of two things (after he eliminated the bear possibility) a person in the middle of the hot summer with a fur coat on or a Sasquatch. So I believe it’s a Sasquatch sunning him or herself on the fence rail. But you judge, it is still a little blurry and small, but worth the consideration.
Now I have looked at hundreds of Sasquatch photos/ video, some seems very possible, but most of them are hoaxes of the worse degree. I do think the best video/ photo ever is still Patterson/Gimlin back in 1967. I have a close up of the face of the female and it’s amazing and the technology of the time to fake this didn’t exist. And as you know the photos were analyzed by some of the best in the field and they all gave it two thumbs up.
I believe with all the new cameras in circulation around the world now (smart phones, drones etc.) the perfect photo/ video is just around the corner. I must add here , even though Sasquatch is a shy being and doesn’t want to be photographed and is very excellent at hiding or disappearing into another dimension, his/face beautiful face is coming to mainstream media very soon.
Sleep tight, The Sasquatch people are here only to help save our planet, we both have the same earth mother.
I 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.
One of my favorite speakers to grace our podium is Todd Michael from Red River, New Mexico. Todd is always a major delight to talk to and be around. What is really fun about him is the fact we have a mutual friend Kewaunee Lapseritis whom we both dearly love, and have had similar amazing experiences with him. We have both been touched by a Bigfoot while lying in our tents on adventure with Kewaunee.
Todd is a UFO, Bigfoot, and Paranormal experiencer. Todd has wandered the country in pursuit of truth and understanding of our “real” reality. He has been guided by a mysterious life force and he shared his experiences and wisdom with us at the forum.
So the theme of this encounter with Todd was “The four levels of Bigfoot contact.” First level is the Stranger: there is a fear of the stranger, and for many there is the fear of Bigfoot, but note the same can be said of the Bigfoot. Level Two is the Neighbor: let’s look at the similarities between Bigfoot and man, not the differences, like you would do with a neighbor. Third level is the Friend: you actually get to know the Bigfoot and hang with him, leaving food and maybe BF returning the favor with small gifts. And the fourth/final level is the Family: here (we) both Bigfoot and man share the inner circle; this is the closest contact eye to eye, and maybe just maybe a BF will take you on a Portal ride. Level four is a rare event though it is happening to more and more people throughout the country. These people have learned to open their hearts and mind to the possibility that there is truly another reality swirling around in our present world.
Get more information about Todd Michael go to his website: http://www.MyLifeAfterContact.com
Sleep tight … and happy trails to you until we/they meet again….
My interest in this question has been magnified by my recent research with my partner in the mountains east of Albuquerque. We have seen him/her (Doglady) running- gliding through the forest with amazing long strides. The being was about 7 ft. tall with a thin body, muzzle face and a slight bent over posture. So after being shocked by this strange sight, I took multiple random photo shots of the forest in the direction of the Dogman. And yes we believe we got photo of him/her next to a large pine tree standing sideways glaring at us.
Now back to Bigfoot, if you follow this website you know I have for most of my life been a Bigfoot researcher and have worked with my mentor Kewaunee on many Bigfoot mini-expeditions in search of direct contact. And if you search this site (upper right corner) “Kewaunee” you can read about these adventures as a series of postings.
So my partner and I had dinner with Kewaunee the other day and we talked about Bigfoot and Dogman and their relationship. Kewaunee feels Dogman and Bigfoot co-exist maybe at arms-length, but not at each other’s throats. Kewaunee said Dogman, like Bigfoot, protects vortex/ portal areas from bad entities entering and exiting these areas.
I personally would rather meet a Bigfoot in the woods than a Dogman, because witnesses when they have had a close encounter with these creatures have been totally frightened out of their skin by this wolf looking creature. He/she (Dogpeople) love to show a lot of teeth, and they have not brushed them in awhile if you know what I mean.
Sleep tight, besides scaring the hell out of you, Dogman have not (yet) put people on their menu.
Sasquatch Speaks and Strangeness Strikes
20 Comments April 30, 2013 Nick Redfern It’s fair to say that I’m not just a regular recipient of strange tales of a supernatural nature. Just occasionally, I’m the recipient of tales that easily exceed what could be termed strange. I’m talking about those distinctly rogue cases that veer into territories where a researcher is forced to take one of two views: (a) what the witness reported simply did not happen; or (b) some of the mysterious things that people such as me chase down are not just weird. They’re beyond weird. The following case is a perfect example of the latter.
It came to me a few years ago from a couple named Donnie and Lynne, a thirty-something pair originally from Tulsa, who were living on the fringes of Oklahoma City when I interviewed them. March 8, 2007, Donnie told me, marked the couple’s second wedding anniversary. And, as keen outdoors-people with a love of nature, they decided to avoid the typical vacation resorts that would normally spring to mind, and instead decided to spend nine days deep in the heart of the grand Ouachita National Forest. The decision was one they would later come to bitterly regret.
Covering the western section of Arkansas and parts of eastern Oklahoma, the Ouachita National Forest is the oldest National Forest in the southern United States. It encompasses almost two million acres, including most of the scenic Ouachita Mountains – Ouachita being the French spelling of the Indian word Washita, which means “good hunting grounds.”
Around 5.00 p.m. one day before their vacation ended, the pair was walking along the aforementioned Ouachita National Recreation Trail, when Donnie developed a distinct and foreboding feeling that we all experience now and again: namely, that of being watched. He was not wrong.
As the pair strolled along the trail hand-in-hand, to the left of them and at a distance of no more than twenty feet a huge, hairy creature came crashing through the trees. Although up until this point, they had no more exposure to the world of cryptozoology than most people, they instantly knew what they were looking at: a Bigfoot.
Donnie told me that the creature was truly immense: at least eight and a half feet tall, “obviously male,” and with very bulky arms and legs. It had a cone-shaped head, a “massive chest,” and was covered in “dark brown hair that had a lot of white in it [and] which made us think he was really old.” Too shocked to move – “I fell to my knees,” Lynne told me – the couple merely stared, as the huge creature did likewise in their direction.
But then something truly strange occurred: in somewhat hesitant tones, Donnie said they continued to look on in both awe and fear, when suddenly their minds were filled with a soothing female voice that uttered the words: “Do not be afraid. You will not be harmed. Do not come closer.”
It was as if “we were thinking the words, but listening to them, too, if that makes any sense,” Donnie said, as he grappled to explain the sensation of hearing the disembodied, telepathic-like voice. And, of course, the fact that a soft female voice emanated from a beast that looked like it could tear apart a small car, only made the whole situation even stranger. But even weirder things were to come.
Trying to compose himself, at least as best he could, as his wife still sat shaking on her knees and clinging to his right leg for support, Donnie’s first thought was to take a photograph of the beast. As he made a move to open his back-pack and pull out his digital-camera, two ever so slightly stern words reverberated around his head: “Do not.” For a moment, he tried to ignore the words and continued to frantically dig for his camera. “No, do not. No, do not,” the voice repeated, as the face of the creature changed from one of a blank stare to a distinctly malevolent frown.
“Do not,” the voice continued, still in eerily calm-and-collected female tones. Perhaps wisely, Donnie finally did as he was told, and sank to his knees and held Lynne tightly. At that moment, the mighty Bigfoot edged closer and to a point where he was about ten feet from the by now terrified couple. “The smell was terrible: like a dead animal,” Lynne recalled.
As it loomed over them, they heard one final message: “You will not be hurt and you need not fear. Go. One more time I shall see you.” Needless to say, Donnie and Lynne needed no encouragement and, struggling to stand on their trembling legs, headed off at high speed down the trail, constantly looking over their shoulders until the creature was lost from sight as the pathway took a turn to the left. The event was over.
Many cryptozoologists might simply ignore and wipe their hands of such an outrageously controversial tale. But, I don’t consider myself to be a cryptozoologist in the way in which the term is intended. Rather, I would describe myself as a Fortean who happens to have a very deep interest in cryptozoology. The difference might sound slight to some, but I assure you it most certainly is not.
Rogue stories like that of Donnie and Lynne are as problematic as they are fascinating. And I don’t mean that disrespectfully to the pair. If the event happened as Donnie and Lynne reported it – and, I have to say, there was nothing odd or prankster-like about them – then Bigfoot is a creature even stranger than I generally consider it, which is as something with distinct and decidedly paranormal overtones.
But, there’s weird and then there’s beyond weird. This case clearly falls into the second category. Unfortunately, when faced with with these “beyond weird” cases it only makes it more and more difficult to fathom what’s really afoot.
That doesn’t make me want to give up the chase, however. In fact, the exact opposite: it encourages me to push further for the answers – but which might not be the answers we’re expecting. So, with that in mind, I say to fellow researchers of the unexplained (in all its many and varied forms) don’t ignore those cases that are difficult (or near-impossible) to fathom. Instead, embrace them. They may be seriously strange, but they may also be the ones that crack the puzzle.