Warsiah Continued

Interestingly, things with Warsiah didn’t go as I planned and in some ways that is the best way things can go. We went back the following week and took chocolate, apples and granola bars for Warsiah. She loves chocolate!

The second week, we put an apple in location #1 in-between the tree trunk and saw that the apple was completely taken out with nothing there. In location #2 which was Warsiah’s choice, we put chocolate, an apple and the granola bar in the tree trunk.

We walked for a while, which took us around an hour and decided to go back and see if anything was taken. In location #1, the apple was still there. In location #2, to my surprise and Michael’s delight, she took the chocolate out of the plastic and folded it back and put it back in the tree trunk. We got a partially eaten apple with teeth marks but the granola bar was still there.

That for me was just as exciting as the wreath because of the fact that she put the plastic back and folded it. She definitely is a classy gal and I could feel her presence that day.

In-between the following week, Warsiah told me she and her clan were moving to higher ground away from the hustle and bustle of people. She said that we had to go find her further in the forest. That is not easy, to say the least. I know the general direction but not the exact location.

After getting this news, the following week we went back and took more food and checked each location. Location #1 had no apple so we replaced it and put in a granola bar. Location #2, the apple was gone; the granola wrapper was opened up. (Footnote: I had shown her how to open it) the chocolate was still there.

I knew immediately that she hadn’t been there and I felt someone else had taken the apple and granola bar. We decided to replace the apple, granola bar and keep the chocolate in the plastic wrapper so she could find it. (I didn’t know if she had left yet.)

Michael wanted to find another location that we named location #3. In that location, we placed an apple, chocolate, the drawing I had done of her, a granola bar and a written note saying hello from Michael and me.

At this time I had received two new names of Sasquatch in Warsiah’s clan. Echobah is a very tall, 9 to 10 feet in height male, reddish in color who is very vocal, though I will say I have not heard him as of yet. Warsiah said he is very vocal and I assumed that we would have heard him by now but I think they all left before this could happen.

Also, Warsiah has a son and I received the name, Obregon. He’s an adolescent, about 6 feet high and dark brown with light brown hair like Warsiah. I was hoping to see them all before they left but this past week, her chocolate still hasn’t been touched or the granola bar from location #2 and #3.

On this day, I could feel all three. That blissful feeling that you hear about people getting when they communicate, it was consuming and intoxicating. The most amazing feeling I have ever felt in my life!

Interestingly these past few weeks we have been finding money on the ground, twice so far. The first time was a $5 dollar bill down on the ground below the passenger side door at a coffee shop and the second time a $5 and $1 dollar bill in front of our house. I heard that they can leave money so if it happens a third time, I will know it’s from Warsiah.

Michael also received a name while we were visiting the third location. The name that came to him was, Camoot. So, we will see where these names, money and new location take us. Stay tuned!

Rainbow

The People of Heart

In a land not so far away, are very enchanting people. They walk a path, one that leads to more questions than it answers. It’s a never-ending path that zigzags and straight-lines itself into twists and turns. It’s a shadowy and ominous place full of silence and the respite of languishing dreams. Humans call it-the Forest; the clans of Sasquatch call it home.

The smell of rainfall and the wetness squishing between each footstep, along with the swirling clouds opening up to the sun and then closing their puffy doors without notice, is an everyday occurrence for the Oregonian Sasquatch. They welcome Natures fickle and remedial musings.

The air is full of promise; the wind echoes the songs and dialogues of everyone she passes, almost becoming the gossipmonger of all. The trees stand strong almost as if they are the sentient guardians that have truly stood the tests of time. It’s a world that very few humans understand and that to the Sasquatch is the way they prefer it.

To understand the Sasquatch world, humans would have to first confront their inner fears, those created by insecurities developed within the concrete world of their making. Secondly, they would have to be willing to let go of materialistic and superficial desires that fill the mind with constant want, the insatiable appetite for convenience.

To be with Sasquatch in the moment, is a meditation of the mind, almost like a Zen moment that is beyond a hallucination, the reality in 3D to all the senses, feeling, tasting and seeing beyond the flat and mundane colors of existence in our concrete reality. They see how we live as a prison, self-created, self-imposed, inflicted upon our children with no more regard than it would be to shoot down a bird for sport. They see us as lost children, constantly looking for sustenance and meaning to a world we created out of a tedium and laborious mindset.

They reach out because they are people of heart.

This isn’t because they see that we always need help, but because they see us asking, seeking, and sometimes silently screaming for answers that often seem to evade us but only because we can’t see past our own convoluted ideals. They remind us, the answers are always within arm’s reach, we just need to get past preconceived notions that reality only existed after we placed it in our concrete world, and hid it in a well forgotten place called, in consequence.

Rainbow 

The Eagle and the Hawk and a Sasquatch named Warsiah

During our most recent Sasquatch research outing, we pulled into a parking lot of a nearby State Park and something caused Rainbow to look up into the sky to witness an amazing maybe once in a lifetime event. It was a Bald Eagle and a large brown speckled Hawk flying about 20 feet apart. They were in peace with each other’s presence, which in its self would be a major happening. Two birds of prey don’t normally dance nicely together. The Native Americans would consider what we both saw, as a sign of something important going to happen. And it did.

We had gone to see if a female Sasquatch named, Warsiah had taken apples again and a chocolate offering we had left about 3 days before. One apple and a small piece of wrapped chocolate were placed in the middle of a cluster of tightly paired Douglas fir trees. And another apple in a small stump – 4 foot high that had a center that was rotted out to make a perfect hiding place for a nice Organic Fiji apple. This was a particularly picturesque area with moss-covered tree trucks and a small running creek.

When we came back on this day, we went to the closest hidden site to the parking lot and yes the Apple was taken, but the Chocolate was not. Rainbow thought Warsiah probably didn’t know what the small package was, but Rainbow said she would first let Warsiah know if we leave something new in the future. Oh you need to know one more thing, Rainbow is a receiver/Empath and she can get communications from a Sasquatch and she has.  Rainbow can even ask a question or two but for now more receiving than sending.

In to the second location,  Warsiah had told Rainbow to find this particular tree with a hole in it for the apple. And on this return trip, again the Apple was gone. So it was a happy result, but the best was yet to come. 

Instead of turning back toward the parking lot Rainbow was directed by Warsiah to go back on the trail toward an open field and as we did that I saw the beautiful wreath hanging from a small broken tree limb. I call it, Warsiah’s twisted vine art – our gift from a Sasquatch. I was looking for something of solid evidence since I am not as gifted as Rainbow is-as an Empath. The wreath was that evidence I wanted. 

Rainbow mentioned after the wonderful day, that Warsiah told her, I was the Eagle and Rainbow was the Hawk. Rainbow had told Warsiah she loved feathers, this was Warsiah way of giving more.

Sleep Tight – There is more to come – with the Eagle, the Hawk and Warsiah.

MWiz.