THE LOST COLONY OF ROANOKE

Sabine Minthorn, Cayuse Mother and Baby







FROM THE WEIRD 100 BOOK

DEFINITION:

The Lost Colony of Roanoke was a group of English settlers who disappeared from Roanoke Island, North Carolina, without a trace, sometime between 1587 and 1590, leaving behind nothing but the word ‘CROATOAN” carved into a fence post.

WHAT THE BELIEVERS SAY: The complete disappearance of 113 or more people, along with everything they possessed, suggests the possibility of some kind of supernatural abduction scenario. Perhaps they were all seized by aliens and beamed up to a Mothership??

John White thought it fortunate that he was arriving back at the Roanoke settlement on the day of his granddaughter’s third birthday. He had returned to England nine days after Virginia Dare’s birth in the New World, and the war with Spain had prevented his return until now. For three years, he had kept his daughter Eleanor and granddaughter Virginia in his thoughts as the British decimated the Spanish Armada, and now he was soon to see them again. “She is probably a spitting image of her mother,” he mused as his three ships neared shore. They had fired off a cannon blast to alert the settlers of their return and they had seen smoke rising from the island, which they believed was from a signal fire.

But John White and his crew were not greeted with a warm welcome from the settlers. Upon landing, they found... nothing. All the houses and structures had been “taken down.” and on a palisade fence, White found carved the word ‘CROATOAN,” which he had given them to “signifie the place, where I should find the planters seated, according to a secret token agreed upon between them and me at my last departure from them... for at my coming away, they were prepared to remove fifty miles into the maine.

More than four hundred years later, the disappearance of the Roanoke settlers remains one of American history’s most puzzling riddles.

Are there any theories about the disappearance that are more plausible than others?

Yes, and many historians believe that the notion that the settlers migrated to Croatoan on Hatteras Island makes the most sense. John White had told the settlers to carve the name of their destination on a tree or fence if they decided to pack up and move, and he had also told them to cut a Maltese cross above the name of the place if they were being forced to leave,or if they were being taken away as prisoners. There was no Maltese cross above the word Croatoan, suggesting that their departure was of their own free will.

Were they, thus assimilated into the bloodline of the Chesapeake Indians?

English explorer John Lawson visited Roanoke Island 119 years after the disappearance of the colony He spent some time with the Hatteras Indians, who were direct descendants of the original Croatoan tribe. He later wrote that the Indians told him that “several of their ancestors were white people and could talk into a book as we do, the truth of which is confirmed by gray eyes being found infrequently among these Indians and no others.

Could the colonists have been slaughtered by the Croatoan Indians, and one of the colony’s last survivors carved the name of their murderers on the palisade? Possible, but both the Spanish and the English not only carefully investigated the site of the original colony, but also searched far and wide for any sign of the colonists and came up empty-handed. One would think that there would be signs of the bloody massacre of more than one hundred people - even if it was nothing more than blood on the sand.

What about the supernatural theories? Some have posited that the entire colony was abducted by aliens, and that they were beamed up to a spaceship. This would explain the total lack of any evidence whatsoever that there had ever been anyone on Roanoke Island upon John White’s arrival.

As with all farfetched, supernatural or paranormal theories, we cannot disprove that this is what happened, as implausible as it sounds.

And thus the continuing mystery, and our conclusion here that the fate of the lost colony of Roanoke is, in the end, still inconclusive.

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Croatan Indian History



The legal designation in North Carolina for a people evidently of mixed Indian and white blood, found in various eastern sections of the state, but chiefly in Robeson County, and numbering approximately 5,000. For many years they were classed with the free Negroes, but steadily refused to accept such classification or to attend the Negro schools or churches, claiming to be the descendants of the early native tribes and of white settlers who had intermarried with them.

About 20 years ago their claim was officially recognized and they were given 9, separate legal existence under the title of "Croatan Indians," on the theory of descent from Raleigh's lost colony of Croatan (q. v.). Under this name they now have separate school provision and are admitted to some privileges not accorded to the negroes. The theory of descent from the lost colony may be regarded as baseless, but the name itself serves as a convenient label for a people who combine in themselves the blood of the wasted native tribes, the early colonists or forest rovers, the runaway slaves or other negroes, and probably also of stray seamen of the Latin races from coasting vessels in the West Indian or Brazilian trade.

ALIENS IN A CROP CIRLE

ALIENS IN A CROP CIRCLE
Thank you Albert Rosales for sending this most interesting report.

Location: Alton Barnes, Wilshire, England
Early August 1994

The primary witness, 53-year old Jenny, a retired teacher and a friend, 26-year old Steve were traveling in their work van representing a Gourmet food company when they came over the top of the hill by East Field and immedicately saw crop circles. The crop circles in the golden wheat were a beautiful sight that neither witness had seen before. They pulled into a farmer’s track at the side of the hill and drove up to the edge of the tramlines for a better look.

They both immediately noticed six very tall figures in the nearest crop circle. The figures appeared to be wearing hooded cowls and appeared to be purposefully moving around in the circle. The witnesses were fascanted because the people were movng around the circle with their arms high above their heads and they appeared to be all moving in a rhythmic way. They were moving from the center of the circle to the outer circumference.

Jokingly Jenny exclaimed, “Oh look we’ve caught them, they must have just made it.” At this stage the figures were about a quarter of a mile away. Jenny decided to stay in the van and wait for the strangers since they had to walk right by them when they left the field by the tramline. The six figures walked up the tramline. The figures were all over six feet tall. The two male figures among the group of six were wearing their hooded cowls up even though it wasn’t raining. The high hooded cowl worn by each of the figures resembled in profile the shape made by a penquin with its head down. These men also wore long brown capes down to ground level. The hooded cowls revealed these two males to have very large blue eyes, very high cheekbones and long pallid faces. The four females all had the same medival Pageboy style, to shoulder length and parted in the center. All of them had blue eyes. Two of the females wore green cowls and the two others wore one red and one yellow cowl. The colors of the textiles were muted and matt in color. The females had more oval faces and deep-set eyes than the males, however, they all looked so near identical it was uncanny. The females had all let their hoods down, to rest elegantly upon their hosulders, revealing their fine blond hair. What was most noiceable was their eyes, they remained both limpid and expressionless throughout. They appeared almost resigned, a grave expressionless air emanated from them that made the witnesses uneasy.

One of the females had crimped hair and a straight fringe. It was this person that came forward to Jenny at first as she passed by them, the others gathered around on her side of the van. She felt compeled to stay in the van. As she looked at the strangers she saw no limbs other than their booted feet, their bodies remaining completely covered.

Jenny spoke through the van window to the first female as she approached her, with a mischievous twinkle in her eye she said, “Are they freshly made?” The woman answered “Oh yes, they are freshly made,” in a part Germanic and part Dutch accent. In awe, Jenny asked, “Ah, have you seen these before?” “Oh yes!” was the reply. “Where are you from?” asked Jenny, while she thought in her head that they were not from this world. The surprising answer was, “We are from Holland,” said the blond female. Jenny then asked the woman if they had seen crop circles in Holland and the reply was in the affirmative. Jenny then asked, “Why do circles only seem to appear in cereal crops?” She was told that circles and patterns appear in vegetables, in cabbages, and spinach, circles in the trees, in the sand and in the ice. Jenny received no reply when she asked how had they arrived in Alton Barnes. She then asked the group what were they doing in the field. They each replied randomly from where they stood, “We are testing the circles for vibrations.” “We were dowsing with metal rods,” “We could feel the energy under our feet,” “They have just been made.” “We make a study of these circles.”

Although the strangers said they had dowsing rods they were not in evidence. Jenny then asked “What happens when dowsing rods are used?” The answer was, “When they are held in front, the rods violently swing in opposite directions. The left to the left and the right to the right.”

At this point two of the other females had just gone. Jenny checked for them in the wing mirrors, but could not see a trace of them. The woman with the crimped hair now appeared to dig her still covered arm deep inside her cape. “I have something to show you,” she told Jenny. Jenny put her hand out of the van window pinching her finger and thumb in anticipation to pick up whatever she was about to receive. “No, open your palm” came the reply. She obediently opened her hand revealing her palm”. Quickly the stranger’s hand darted out of her sleeve as she pulled something out from within her cloak. It was a very rapid darting movement, but in that time she noticed that the fingers were extremely long and without an obvious thumb.

A piece of metal about twice the size of the British 50 pence piece now lay on Jenny’s palm. It was about a quarter of an inch thick. It fitted close to her skin, almost as if the metal had something soft and molten about it This was the rounded side underneath the object. The metal looked like a new pewter, and the shape tapered at one end. The top surface had hundreds of little facets cut like diamonds. On top of this, there was a little cut motif. It was rather like the shape of a fern leaf but with fractal like detail similar to that found but with ice on a frozen windowpane. There were also many tiny holes, similar to the tiny holes fround in an old piece of driftwood. It was beautiful and Jenny looked at the strange object for two minutes without saying anything. She gave it to Steve so he could hold it and he exclaimed how light it was. Jenny turned to the female at the window and went to plant the object where she expected her hand to be, but was told, “Put out your hand out flat.” Again her hand without a visible thumb shot out rapidly and took the object back. Jenny was told that they had found the object in a crop circle in Holland and that scientists had examined it and said that it was not from the Earth, that it came from outer space.

“We must go now” said the woman as she began to move behind the van with the other remining female. Again Jenny looked back and they did not go up the path and they did not go up the bank. They just vanished. Now the two male hooded figures remained behind, which up to now had been quietly watching the witnesses. They then stepped forward silently. Jenny turned to them and said, “Well what do you think this all means then?” Again came a reply in heavy Dutch German accents, and once more the men took it in turns to speak. They looked like twins and sounded the same.

“They are trying to tell us something, we will not listen.” Jenny questioned them on their statement. They each answered again in turns. “Earth’s resources are finite.” “We must stop pillaging the earth.” “We must stop exploiting each other and stop killing each other or God will be very angry.” Then one of them said. “Did you know that the DNA of the wheat that has been flattened is different from the wheat that is standing next to it?” Jenny told the men that she had heard that before,, they seemed surprised at this. Then they said, “we must go now.” Then they proceeded to pass the van and with a step toward the road they vanished. They disappeared just like the others. Both witnesses then proceeded to explore the crop circles. They found blackened sections in the center of the circles.

COMMENTS: A clear-cut case, apparently directly connecting crop circle activity with “alien”humanoids. The cloaked or hooded humanoids have been reportedl frequently in different parts of the world. I believe that God has been angry with us for a while now.
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This article is from my original blog “UFO Experiences” and is dated November 14, 2005.

EXTRATERRESTRIAL AIRSHIP PILOT

Extraterrestrial Airship Pilot "Little Traveler" Alien


Birth: unknown
Death: Apr. 19, 1897
Aurora
Wise County
Texas, USA

In 1896 and 1897, reports of mysterious airships using powerful searchlights were being reported all over the United States, from California to Illinois. Hundreds of people reported seeing one of these airships in several counties in Texas. On Monday morning a little after 6 a.m., April 19, 1897, the airship crashed in Aurora on Judge James Spencer Proctor's place, destroying the windmill over his well along with the judge's flower garden. There was a big explosion, and debris was scattered over several acres. The airship pilot was nursed in a local barn but died that day.

According to the Fort Worth paper the alien occupant of the aircraft was given a Christian burial in the Aurora cemetery. He was put to rest at noon the day after the crash. The Dallas Morning News on April 19, 1897 had an article about the crash and several other stories about sightings of the airship all over northern Texas. Between April 15 and April 19 of 1897, the Dallas Morning News contained accounts of sightings from 21 different towns. The occupant of the airship was reported as being humanoid and small in size and the Dallas Morning News said he "was not an inhabitant of this world." There is mention in some accounts of strange hieroglyphs among the wreckage. Jim Marrs is one of the few people who has researched this case in depth, and according to his book, Alien Agendas, Bonnie Etoy Oates and Brawley Hoyle Oates bought Judge Proctor's property. Mrs. Oates said that nothing grew for years in the spot where the airship crashed. The Oates family, notably Brawley Oates, also suffered from health problems such as cysts and goiters supposedly caused by the drinking water from their well.

In the 1920's people wanted to dig up the body but were stopped by locals with shotguns. A strange little headstone was the only marker for the little airship pilot but it disappeared in 1973. Bill Case used a metal detector at the grave site. He detected three metal areas that might have been wreckage pieces or personal possessions. The weekend after the gravestone disappeared in 1973, someone removed the metal pieces in the grave using 3 inch pipe and a special tool for that purpose. After the grave was disturbed in 1973, cemetery officials hired a lawyer to fight UFO researchers who wanted the alien body exhumed. The cemetery board was worried about spotted fever starting up again; the town had been devastated from an epidemic in 1888. Officials are worried about digging up the wrong grave, they are not as well marked as they are now. Bottom line, folks in Aurora are very protective of their cemetery and are not willing to have any graves disturbed.

Some debunkers claimed there was never a windmill at the Proctor place; but in 2008, the television show UFO Hunters found the windmill struts in the ground when they did their investigation. They also discovered that metal was still embedded in an old tree which was damaged by the crash. Researcher Marrs, who lives only a few miles away from Aurora, talked to three old timers who were still alive in the 1970's who remembered the crash. One eyewitness he interviewed actually saw the airship in the air flying over the town and another one witnessed people removing the wreckage the next day. The third old timer said her dad told her the crash was a hoax, but she did not have any first hand knowledge. One of her best friends was head of the local historical society, and she claimed as well that the crash was a hoax.

When Chief of Staff General Marshall wanted UFO incidents investigated after the "Battle of Las Angeles" in 1942, he asked for a report of all incidents since 1897. Interestingly enough, the United States Air Force's top secret hypersonic plane is named the Aurora. The government may have already dug up the body and removed it. Its been reported that right after the crash, military personnel visited Aurora. But if you are still there little guy, rest in peace. Your DNA is safe in Texas.

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From the city of Aurora, Texas official webpage:

"The city is most famous for the legend of the airship crash of April of 1897. This alien sighting pre-dates the Roswell Incident by fifty years. Local citizens are rumored to have buried the alien in our local cemetery. A Texas historical marker notes the event."

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Aurora Cemetery Marker Text:

The oldest known graves, here, dating from as early as the 1860s, are those of the Randall and Rowlett families. Finis Dudley Beauchamp (1825-1893), a Confederate veteran from Mississippi, donated the 3-acre site to the newly- formed Aurora Lodge No. 479, A.F. & A.M., in 1877. For many years, this community burial ground was known as Masonic Cemetery. Beauchamp, his wife Caroline (1829-1915), and others in their family. An epidemic which struck the village in 1891 added hundreds of graves to the plot. Called "Spotted Fever" by the settlers, the disease is now thought to be a form of meningitis. Located in Aurora Cemetery is the gravestone of the infant Nellie Burris (1891-1893) with its often-quoted epitaph: "As I was so soon done, I don't know why I was begun." This site is also well-known because of the legend that a airship crashed nearby in 1897 and the pilot, killed in the crash, was buried here. Struck by epidemic and crop failure and bypassed by the railroad, the original town of Aurora almost disappeared, but the cemetery remains in use with over 800 graves. Veterans of the Civil War, World Wars I and II, and the Korean and Vietnam conflicts are interred here.

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News article from the time of the crash: S. E. Haydon, reporter for the Dallas Morning News reported on Monday, April 19, 1897:

"About 6 o'clock this morning the early risers of Aurora were astonished at the sudden appearance of the airship which has been sailing around the country. It was traveling due north and much nearer the earth than before.

Evidently some of the machinery was out of order, for it was making a speed of only ten or twelve miles an hour, and gradually settling toward the earth. It sailed over the public square and when it reached the north part of town it collided with the tower of Judge Proctor's windmill and went into pieces with a terrific explosion, scattering debris over several acres of ground, wrecking the windmill and water tank and destroying the judge's flower garden.

The pilot of the ship is supposed to have been the only one aboard and, while his remains were badly disfigured, enough of the original has been picked up to show that he was not an inhabitant of this world.

Mr. T.J. Weems, the U.S. Army Signal Service officer at this place and an authority on astronomy gives it as his opinion that the pilot was a native of the planet Mars. Papers found on his person -- evidently the records of his travels -- are written in some unknown hieroglyphics and cannot be deciphered. This ship was too badly wrecked to form any conclusion as to its construction or motive power. It was built of an unknown metal, resembling somewhat a mixture of aluminum and silver, and it must have weighed several tons. The town is today full of people who are viewing the wreckage and gathering specimens of strange metal from the debris. The pilot's funeral will take place tomorrow."
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UPI on May 24, 1973:

"Aurora, Tex. -- (UPI) -- A grave in a small north Texas cemetery contains the body of an 1897 astronaut who was 'not an inhabitant of this world,' according to the International UFO Bureau.

The group, which investigates unidentified flying objects, has already initiated legal proceedings to exhume the body and will go to court if necessary to open the grave, director Hayden Hewes said Wednesday."

"After checking the grave with metal detectors and gathering facts for three months, we are certain as we can be at this point [that] he was the pilot of a UFO which reportedly exploded atop a well on Judge J.S. Proctor's place, April 19, 1897," Hewes said." "He was not an inhabitant of this world."

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For some video about this incident, check out the History Channel report and the March 14, 2009 Jim Marrs' lecture.
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I want to thank Marjorie Higgins for sending this article to me. Many persons are not aware of the 1897 Aurora UFO crash.

PAT McGUIRE, MY FRIEND

PAT McGUIRE DIED MAY 14, 2009

This article was written by Bonnie McGuire.

TODAY I FOUND OUT THAT PAT HAD PASSED AWAY ON MAY 14, 2009. I WAS IN SHOCK. PAT WAS A GOOD FRIEND AND SPENT MANY NIGHTS AT OUR HOUSE. HE WAS EXCEPTIONAL AND MADE ME LAUGH. HIS EYES WOULD SPARKLE AND YOU WOULD KNOW HE WAS TEASING. I AM GLAD HE WAS MY FRIEND. THERE WILL NEVER BE ANOTHER PERSON LIKE HIM. I WILL MISS HIM. AT LEAST NOW HE KNOWS THE ANSWERS. - Aileen


Many years ago we were visiting relatives in Wyoming, and I asked an aunt if she knew anything about the strange cattle mutilations reported throughout the west. She quietly nodded and brought out some news clippings about a Cousin's personal experiences concerning cattle mutilations, his abduction and other events connected with UFO's. According to detailed accounts in The Casper Star-Tribune (6/29/80, 9/28/80, 6/2/83) his adventure began when he felt a compulsion to dig a well on his ranch, a 1,100 acre parcel situated about 30 miles north of Laramie near Bosler. The prairie basin area is about 7,200 feet above sea level, and (in 1971) was mostly covered with sagebrush. Most people didn't think there was any water, and well digger companies refused to drill for what wasn't there. Pat was convinced there was water, so he and a friend built their own rig and started drilling. A geologist was helping Pat in the final days of digging the well. Pat had invented a special drill blade to cut through the rocky ground. One evening there was a huge bang on the side of the trailer house where Pat and the geologist were sleeping. The geologist was scared to death. Pat jumped out of bed and into his boots. He hit the floor running and yelling, "the water is here, the water is here." Sure enough the well gushed 8,000 gallons of pure, soft water per minute.

His neighbors thought he was crazy, but their jokes turned to awed disbelief when they realized he'd tapped into an underground river at 350 feet. Pat was able to turn his sagebrush ranch into an oasis of irrigated grassland. His was the only land in the area with enough water for cash farming. Neighboring ranches failed to find any water. The next summer Pat planted crops. Through difficulty he got the water wheels to water the crops. In the mornings he would go out to inspect the equipment. More often than not he would find that someone had tampered with the wheels and he would have to repair them. He did see someone once at night through his telescopic scope. Pat never did figure out who was sabotaging his water system. After the crops were harvested Pat took them to the elevator. It was a prime crop, perfect in every way. All the elevators were full so they stockpiled the crops on the ground. When it was time to sell the crop someone had mixed a lot of other types of crops into his. The buyers said it was tainted and would not take it. Pat had been counting on the money from the crops to pay for the ranch and the water system. After that everything went downhill for him.

We remembered seeing a strange story on television's "That's Incredible." In October 1973, a man elk hunting with his brother-in-law in Wyoming's Teton Mountains became lost for six hours. When he was found he couldn't remember anything during those hours. At the time we didn't realize the man was Pat. It wasn't until 1978 that Pat began to realize what happened. That's when he met Dr. Leo Sprinkle, a noted parapsychologist and UFO authority at the University of Wyoming. Under hypnosis, Pat recalled being lost in a snowstorm while hunting Elk in the Tetons near Jackson, and of being taken aboard a spacecraft into an oval room, where aliens telepathically instructed him to plan for the well. The aliens appeared to be humans about 6 feet tall, weighing around 200 pounds. They had large eyes, thin lips, were bald and had no bridge on the nose. Their clothing was black except for a silver belt buckle with a star resembling the Star of David. Pat wasn't sure about them being from outer space, or another dimension, but their craft was propelled by a sophisticated magnetic system. If the destination was a distant planet, the system simply locked onto the planet, and the planet's magnetic pull drew the craft to it at tremendous speed. They could hover motionless indefinitely, or perform impossible maneuvers.

The aliens told him that they were monitoring his well for some reason. Once he tried to shoot at them, but they paralyzed him from the neck down until they left, so he decided to leave them alone. Dr. Sprinkle believed his experiences, descriptions of the craft and beings, because they were similar to the accounts of about 200 others he'd worked with.

In 1980 Pat invited Dr. Richard Fleck from the University of Wyoming, Star-Tribune newspaper photographer Richard Foertsch and reporter Greg Bean out to the ranch to "watch the show" as Pat called it. That night they camped on a hillside overlooking the vast basin where the farm was with cameras ready to photograph their first UFO. Around 3:00 a.m., a strange sequential light flashing blue, red, yellow and white appeared on the horizon. It moved straight up and down...several hundred feet at a time. Then stopped and rocked back and forth across the sky. For about fifteen minutes the object continued it's cosmic dance and then flashed across the sky. According to the reporter, "The landscape was too dark to allow a photograph with perspective, and the object was too far away to recognize any exact detail." The witnesses weren't certain about what they saw, but felt less skeptical.

Pat's sister said she didn't believe him either when she and her husband first moved there, "But when one of the things lands in the field in front of the house, or hovers directly overhead, it's hard to ignore." At first Pat's children were frightened, but eventually got used to the intrusions. The craft were about 300 feet wide and 60 feet tall. The Star-Tribune reported that the only time Pat was frightened was after he and his brother-in-law saw a hovering craft pick up a young calf one evening in 1976. He thought it was a government craft. He became determined to catch whomever was doing it. Night after night he watched and sure enough one night a light from a craft came down an picked up a calf. At that point he was watching through his telescopic lens on his rifle. He started to squeeze the trigger. At that moment he became completely paralyzed. He could only move his head. An entity named Michael allegedly appeared for the first time right beside him. Pat almost had a heart attack. The entity was six feet tall, and wore a black, skin tight jump suit that looked like spandex material. He wore a belt with the insignia of a six pointed star on the buckle. Two weeks prior to the incident, two of Pat's cows had been mutilated within a few miles of the house. After that there were no other mutilations or other aggressive actions, so the family felt relatively safe.

A 1983 article by Peter Rondinone in Anuti Matter magazine (p. 151) related that Wyoming's Governor Ed Herschler defeated Pat (in 1982) after one of the most bizarre gubernatorial primaries in American history. During his first rally in a shopping mall, he yelled, "A vote for me is a vote for extra-terrestrials." The governor expressed dismay that the 8,000 votes for Pat proved a lot of people in Wyoming had seen UFO's. However, Pat thought his UFO pro-Israel claims made some people think he was nuts. In fact, his children were asked by classmates if that crazy man was their father. Things got worse. On June 2, 1983, Pat notified the Star-Tribune that he was going to file suit in the federal court at Cheyenne against the CIA, the FBI and Air Force intelligence. His complaint was that these agencies suppressed information that UFO's working with an unnamed foreign power were vandalizing his property. He asserted that the FBI said they knew who was doing it but they couldn't tell him. The overall result was that he suffered complete financial ruin and the State Loan Board foreclosed on his property. According to one of his acquaintances, "The land was confiscated and sold at auction to the Federal Land Bank...Last we heard it was sold to the University of Wyoming."

His experience was so bazaar that relatives don't want to talk about it. The more we read about his contacts with the entity Michael, the more schizophrenic he appeared to be. His recollection of the "men in black," seems to have occurred during his 24 hypnotic sessions with Dr. Leo Sprinkle, after which he followed the political directives of the entity Michael. This prompted me to visit Sprinkle's web site. Researching on the Internet is like stepping inside an encyclopedia shopping mall. I found it interesting that the University of Wyoming psychologist also recalled having been on board a UFO when he was a boy. "It happened when I was a fifth grader in a small town in Colorado. I was aboard a space vehicle of some kind, looking out a large window at the stars rushing by. A tall man (at least I believe it was a man) was standing beside me, his hand resting on my shoulder...He said to me, 'Leo, learn to read and write well. Then, when you become a man, you can help people learn about their purpose in life."

Many scholars wonder about the effects of hypnosis on those subjected to it. Consequently, criminal evidence obtained in this manner is no longer acceptable. Pat's strange experiences became reality after hypnosis. The aunt who gave us the newspaper articles wrote us that, "This McGuire never drank or smoked that I know of. He had a real nice wife and children. He wanted to do big things....and went up this side of Laramie and drilled a well. It put out a terrible big stream of water. I saw him plug the pipe so kids wouldn't crawl in it..." She mentioned that after he got in with Dr. Sprinkle he changed, wound up divorcing his wife and married someone else. "The Federal government took part of his place on top, and the State took the other part." She said, "He didn't talk about the UFO's anymore, although they were reported all over the country..."whether this is real or imagination...time will tell, I suppose."

The result of Pat's strange experience was summed up by his friend who wrote, "Through the years I have observed him going through many disheartening events until today he is a broken man, without hope. If ever there was a person that needed help and compassion from his fellow man, it is Pat. The last time I saw him the laughter was gone and I found it hard to coax a smile out of him. Pat is an Irishman and you all know how they love to laugh. When he laughs the sparks jump right out of his bright blue eyes. He is a great person to be friends with."

It appears that Pat wanted to get to the bottom of things that were happening on his ranch, so he went to an expert at the University for help. Instead of getting better, things went from bad to worse.

AND NOW MY ARTICLE I WROTE ABOUT PAT (While he was still with us)

Pat McGuire, Laramie, Wyoming rancher became a good friend during our stay. In fact we bought a snowmobile from him. We became very familiar with his contact story as he came to stay overnight with us at Arlington, Wyoming several times.

To know Pat is to love him. He is so funny; that is -- when he is happy. In the last few years he has not been very happy due to the treatment he has received in Laramie. Pat and I have always had a special relationship laughing and joking. At this point there are only a couple of people in the UFO field Pat will trust. He has been treated shabbily by UFO researchers.

Pat's story began when he was living on his 5,000 acre spread. He kept a lot of livestock on his ranch. One night he observed a UFO picking up one of his calves. He thought it was a government craft. After that night he had quite a few mutilatons. He became determined to catch whomever was doing it. Night after night he watched and sure enough one night a light from a craft came down and picked up a calf. At that point he was watching through his telescopic lens on his rifle. He started to squeeze the trigger. At that moment he became completely paralyzed. He could only move his head. Michael, his contact, appeared for the first time right beside him. Pat almost had a heart attack. You would too. Michael is one of the gray/white skinned aliens, only in his case he was six feet tall. He wore a jump suit that is skin tight, of black, what looked like spandex material. Around his waist he wears a belt with an insignia of a six pointed star on the buckle.

Michael told Pat not to shoot. From that point on Pat has been contacted by Michael. Michael told Pat he works for the Supreme Being and he is the archangel Michael. Pat is not the only one to have seen Michael. I know of two other people who have definitely seen him.

Pat was instructed to dig a well on his property. Michael told him if he placed three rocks that they would bring the water right to where he placed them. It took Pat seven years to get the materials together and complete what he had been instructed to do. All the while he was working on the well he was to fly the Israeli flag over it. He also was to buy a tank motor to run the well as he would need something big. When he fired up that motor you could hear it for miles! Everyone wanted to know how Pat would know how to fix the motor if something went wrong. That is a story in itself.

From the beginning Pat was picked up by Michael's ship. He was put into Ariel Sharon's body. In Sharon's body he was in the Six Day War in Israel, and in many battles the Israeli's fought. As Sharon he was in the tank corp. Pat learned how to work on tank motors. He even hurt his leg in one battle. Sharon limps from that injury AND SO DOES PAT!

Pat needed a loan from the bank to buy equipment for his ranch. Some of that equipment was the water sprinkling system which he planned to use to raise crops. Alcoa Aluminum wanted to find water on the property too. They dug 26 test holes - everywhere but where Pat told them to. They said there was no water there. The bank then would not finance Pat.

A geologist was helping Pat in the final days of digging the well. Pat had invented (through help from his alien friends) a special drill blade to cut through the rocky ground. One evening there was a huge bang on the side of the trailer house where Pat and the geologist were sleeping. The geologist was scared to death. Pat jumped out of bed and into his boots. He hit the floor running. He was yelling, "the water is here, the water is here." Sure enough it was. 8,450 cubic feet per minute.

Later Michael told Pat that they brought an underground river from Canada in 10 minutes. At the point where the well was dug it made a turn upwards. This was the biggest well ever dug in the United States. Alcoa was off by inches. Of course, they weren't supposed to find the water, Pat was.

The next summer Pat planted crops. Through difficulty he got the water wheels to water the crops. In the mornings he would go out to inspect the equipment. More often than not he would find that someone had tampered with the wheels and he would have to repair them. He did see someone once at night through his telescopic scope but again he was prevented from firing. Pat never did figure out who was sabotaging his water system.

After the crops were harvested Pat took them to the elevator. It was a prime crop, perfect in every way. All the elevators were full so they stockpiled the crops on the ground. When it was time to sell the crop someone had mixed a lot of other types of crops into his. The buyers said it was tainted and would not take it. Pat had been counting on the money from the crops to pay for the ranch and the water system. After that everything went downhill for him.

Religion has been an important part of Pat's life. He is Irish Catholic. During his marriage to Wanda they had eight children. Eventually about the time of everything going downhill Wanda became pregnant with the ninth child. She was very upset because at this point they couldn't afford the children they had. When she took this attitude Pat was instructed to divorce her. Wanda miscarried. There is a statue of the Virgin Mary and Jesus on a hill overlooking the ranch. That is where the baby is buried.

Pat was told he was to bring forth into this world 13 children. One for every tribe of Israel. After he divorced Wanda he married a wonderful girl by the name of Lynn. They had two children. One was name Ariel Sharon and the other one is Michael.

Michael gave Pat instructions to find seven pure men to make a journey to a safe place he and Pat picked out for any future eventualities. Pat was instructed not to ask anyone that had anything at all to do with an abortion, whether it was to lend the money for one, or the cause of having one done, etc. Pat was to lay in supplies in this safe place. As far as I know he has never taken the journey.

Michael made it clear that abortion is one thing that the "Supreme Being" is very upset about. He even instructed Pat to send a telegram to the Israelis stating that if they didn't stop abortion in Israel that Michael and the Supreme Being's forces would not help Israeli pilots in the wars they are constantly fighting. Pat did as he was told.

Pat was also instructed to run for governor of Wyoming. Again he did as he was told. He was given press releases by Michael to send to President Reagan. Also press releases for Pat's campaign and what THEY wanted stated in the papers.

It was in this way that one of the persons who also saw Michael, came to have that experience (whether she wanted it or not). The young lady was to provide a press release for the campaign but she had been putting it off because of other pressing matters. She attended the University or Colorado. One evening she was walking across the campus. Right in front of her Michael appeared. He said, "I am Pat McGuire's Michael. Why haven't you written the press release? I want it done -- now!" She was so frightened that all she could do was go to her room and start typing. While she was writing the article Michael again appeared to her in her room. This time she was so upset that after that press release she quit the campaign. She told Pat she no longer wanted anything to do with Michael, or Pat.

Pat was instructed by Michael to quit campaigning. Even at that, he still garnered 15% of the total vote for Governor.

He had been instructed to visit the Indian reservations up north. He met a lot of Indians who were interested in supporting Pat as Governor. On the day of the election there was one of the worst snow storms in the history of Wyoming. No one on the reservations could come down out of the hills to go vote.

Everyone asks why did Pat have to go through so many hurtful things. We don't have the answer.

We have noticed that contactee's lives are more stressful and hard to deal with than most persons. Perhaps we have more to learn in one lifetime than other people. How can we be compassionate in every situation if we haven't been there before the people we are trying to help?

Pat's life now is one step above poverty level. We don't think it is fair. But we cannot see the future, only God can do that.

ALIEN INVASION

This article was taken from Phantoms and Monsters blog who took it from MUFON!

Recent alien visitation - Cape May, New Jersey


My wife and I were on a short vacation in Cape May, New Jersey this past weekend. We were staying at a B&B on Beach Ave. with a view of the sea.

I was asleep when I was awakened by something. I opened my eyes and saw two beings standing at the foot of the bed. It was dark, but there was adequate light coming in from the street for me to see them very clearly. I estimate that they were between 4.5-5 feet tall because I could only see them from the waist up. They were identical in every way. They were wearing black or dark green, form-fitting outfits that resembled scuba diving dry suits. These included snug hoods that extended from the back of their necks over top of their skulls. On their upper chests was a rectangular, gold or bronze colored plate about 6x4 inches with two rows of inscribed symbols or buttons on them. It resembled an instrument touchpad of some sort.

They were no more than six feet from my face and they were both staring right at me. It was a cool, appraising look. It's the look a cat might give you.

Their crania were very large, perhaps twice as large as a man's. But it was their faces that really got me. They had huge, wraparound, black eyes set above high cheekbones. Their skin appeared coppery or orange in color. I couldn't detect a well defined mouth or nose, but along the rim of their jaws and down to their chins were some kind of organ-like structures. Gills? Mandibles? Not sure. I couldn't see their hands, so I can't say how many digits they had.

As I say, I had a very clear view of them. When I realized that this was not a dream I propped myself up on my elbows to get a better view. Strange, but I felt no fear. I was about to say something, when I got this very clear thought, "Something is wrong. He sees us." I suddenly became extremely sleepy. I tried to fight the urge to lie back down, but it was no use. I felt my eyes closing and that was it. The next thing I knew it was morning and I was awakened by the sunlight streaming in through the balcony door. Once she was awake I asked my wife how she had slept and she said it was the best night’s sleep she’d had in a while. No dreams.

This isn't the first time in my life that I've had what could be called nocturnal visitations. As a child and teenager they were very frequent. And often terrifying. As an adult they tapered off to the point where I chalked up my youthful experiences to dreams, hormones, flights of fancy, etc. I had even stopped thinking about them. But this is the first time as an adult that I had such a clear and unambiguous sighting of these creatures.

If one thing stands out, it's the sense of almost military precision and discipline that I got from them. It's hard to explain, but I got the feeling that these were no-nonsense 'men' who had a job to do and followed orders to the letter. They were not there to be my friend or to tell me any of the universe's secrets. They were under orders and would no sooner go against them than would one of our Navy Seals. And one last thing, they were supremely confident and felt not the slightest fear towards me. I am absolutely sure of that. - MUFON CMS

MICHAEL, MICHAEL

A Soldier Encounters St. Michael

This was forwarded to us by a reader:

There's a story about a young Marine named Michael who wrote a letter home to his mother while he was in the hospital after having been wounded in Korea in 1950. A Navy Chaplain named Father Walter Muldy apparently was given the letter, checked the facts and concluded what was in the letter was true. A year later he read the letter in public for the first time, to a gathering of some 5,000 Marines at the Naval Base in San Diego. Here is the letter:
Dear Mom,

I wouldn't dare write this letter to anyone but you because no one else would believe it. Maybe even you will find it hard but I have got to tell somebody. First off, I am in a hospital. Now don't worry, ya hear me, don't worry. I was wounded but I'm okay you understand. Okay. The doctor says that I will be up and around in a month.

But that's not what I want to tell you.

Remember when I joined the Marines last year; remember when I left, how you told me to say a prayer to St. Michael every day. You really didn't have to tell me that. Ever since I can remember you always told me to pray to St. Michael the Archangel. You even named me after him. Well I always have.

When I got to Korea, I prayed even harder. Remember the prayer that you taught me? "Michael, Michael of the morning, fresh chord of Heaven adorning," you know the rest of it. Well I said it everyday. Sometimes when I was marching or sometimes resting. But always before I went to sleep. I even got some of the other fellas to say it.

Well, one day I was with an advance detail way up over the front lines. We were scouting for the Commies. I was plodding along in the bitter cold, my breath was like cigar smoke.

I thought I knew every guy in the patrol, when along side of me comes another Marine I never met before. He was bigger than any other Marine I'd ever seen. He must have been 6'4" and built in proportion. It gave me a feeling of security to have such a body near.

Anyway, there we were trudging along. The rest of the patrol spread out. Just to start conversation I said, "Cold ain't it." And then I laughed. Here I was with a good chance of getting killed any minute and I am talking about the weather.

My companion seemed to understand. I heard him laugh softly. I looked at him, "I have never seen you before, I thought I knew every man in the outfit."

"I just joined at the last minute", he replied. "The name is Michael."

"Is that so," I said surprised. "That is my name too."

"I know," he said and then went on, "Michael, Michael of the morning ..."

I was too amazed to say anything for a minute. How did he know my name, and a prayer that you had taught me? Then I smiled to myself, every guy in the outfit knew about me. Hadn't I taught the prayer to anybody who would listen. Why now and then, they even referred to me as St. Michael. Neither of us spoke for a time and then he broke the silence.

"We are going to have some trouble up ahead."

He must have been in fine physical shape or he was breathing so lightly I couldn't see his breath. Mine poured out in great clouds. There was no smile on his face now. Trouble ahead, I thought to myself, well with the Commies all around us, that is no great revelation. Snow began to fall in great thick globs. In a brief moment the whole countryside was blotted out. And I was marching in a white fog of sticky particles. My companion disappeared.

"Michael," I shouted in sudden alarm.

I felt his hand on my arm, his voice was rich and strong, "This will stop shortly."

His prophecy proved to be correct. In a few minutes the snow stopped as abruptly as it had begun. The sun was a hard shining disc. I looked back for the rest of the patrol, there was no one in sight. We lost them in that heavy fall of snow. I looked ahead as we came over a little rise.

Mom, my heart stopped. There were seven of them. Seven Commies in their padded pants and jackets and their funny hats. Only there wasn't anything funny about them now. Seven rifles were aimed at us.

"Down Michael," I screamed and hit the frozen earth.

I heard those rifles fire almost as one. I heard the bullets. There was Michael still standing. Mom, those guys couldn't have missed, not at that range. I expected to see him literally blown to bits. But there he stood, making no effort to fire himself. He was paralyzed with fear. It happens sometimes, Mom, even to the bravest. He was like a bird fascinated by a snake. At least, that was what I thought then. I jumped up to pull him down and that was when I got mine I felt a sudden flame in my chest. I often wondered what it felt like to be hit, now I know..

I remember feeling strong arms around me, arms that laid me ever so gently on a pillow of snow. I opened my eyes, for one last look. I was dying. Maybe I was even dead, I remember thinking well, this is not so bad. Maybe I was looking into the sun. Maybe I was in shock. But it seemed I saw Michael standing erect again only this time his face was shining with a terrible splendor. As I say, maybe it was the sun in my eyes, but he seemed to change as I watched him. He grew bigger, his arms stretched out wide, maybe it was the snow falling again, but there was a brightness around him like the wings of an angel. In his hands was a sword. A sword that flashed with a million lights. Well, that is the last thing I remember until the rest of the fellas came up and found me. I do not know how much time had passed. Now and then I had but a moment's rest from the pain and fever. I remember telling them of the enemy just ahead.

"Where is Michael," I asked.

I saw them look at one another. "Where's who?" asked one.

"Michael, Michael the big Marine I was walking with just before the snow squall hit us."

"Kid," said the sergeant, "You weren't walking with anyone. I had my eyes on you the whole time. You were getting too far out. I was just going to call you in when you disappeared in the snow."

He looked at me, curiously. "How did you do it kid?"

"How'd I do what?" I asked half angry despite my wound. "This marine named Michael and I were just ..."

"Son," said the sergeant kindly, " I picked out this outfit myself and there just ain't another Michael in it. You are the only Mike in it."

He paused for a minute, "Just how did you do it kid? We heard shots. There hasn't been a shot fired from your rifle. And there isn't a bit of lead in them seven bodies over the hill there."

I didn't say anything, what could I say. I could only look open-mouthed with amazement.

It was then the sergeant spoke again, "Kid," he said gently, "every one of those seven Commies was killed by a sword stroke."

That is all I can tell you Mom. As I say, it may have been the sun in my eyes, it may have been the cold or the pain. But that is what happened.

Love, Michael

********

The prayer in the story seemed to be:
Michael, Michael, of the morning,
Fresh chord of Heaven adorning,
Keep me safe today
And in time of temptation,
Drive the devil away.

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University of Metaphysical Sciences isn't saying whether drastic things will happen or not. It is simply our job to do research and present you with information that you can use as you wish. No one knows what is going to happen, but since many people have these questions, we present to you what our research has brought up.



Preparations Leading Up To 2012

Keep in mind that these preparations are only for what leads up to the 2012 shift, which may or may not happen on that date, maybe after or before. Mayans say it can happen as late as 2015. Scientists are divided and say a pole shift could happen even as late as 2017 and might even take a hundred years to complete. No one knows exactly how it's all going to happen. This is uncharted territory. It is a window of time that is depicted for the shift to happen.



After the shift, no one knows what will be going on. Many say it will be a whole different dimension, maybe not. These preparations are more for dealing with the human dramas that will unfold in an unpleasant way leading up to that point since there will be so many people in a state of fear, anger or despair. Once the polar shift happens, none of these preparations will be necessary. These preparations are for the time that unfolds before the polar shift.



Inward Preparation of Consciousness

The first and foremost 2012 survival preparation that must be done is the preparation of your consciousness. You could do all sorts of physical preparations, but if you consciousness is not in alignment with the higher vibrations of the new paradigm coming after 2012, it won't matter what you do at the physical level to save yourself. If you are not fully in an open hearted condition, you will not be in alignment with the new paradigm that comes after 2012. Alignment with the post 2012 shift does not mean that you have to know all the mysteries of the universe, know all the metaphysical and new age teachings, attain spiritual powers (siddhis), or even have a lot of experience with meditation and spiritual endeavors. All that is necessary is that you have an open heart toward others and toward yourself and are willing to surrender to a peaceful way of being and living in the world.



Meditation is something you should begin right away so that you can expand on your abilities to be at peace with your past, be in a state of surrender to the Godself within you, and realize yourself as eternal being that is immersed in a temporary experience of being in the world of form. What is most important is that you develop your ability to be the source of love on this planet, a source of love to others, and develop unconditional love. That is what the new paradigm for humanity is all about. Business must be conducted in a loving way in the future, governments must be run in a loving way, all actions must be done from a place of love, and the caretaking of the Earth must be done in a loving way.



There is no way around this and this is what must be inside you if you are to be in the right place at the right time for the shift that is going to take place. Do not skip this step. This is far more important than all the physical preparations put together. Skipping this step annuls and voids all physical preparation and none of that will matter if you are not in alignment with the new paradigm coming after 2012.



Food Storage Is Most Important

Food is the most important item to be prepared with. Vacuum seal at least enough food for a year for yourself, your family, your pets and some friends and even strangers to share with if you can afford it. Food is easy to stock and store. If you don't have much space because you are a renter, perhaps you can rent a small storage space for very little money. If you don't have much money just do what you can. You still have a some time. Make sure you have sproutable grains so you will have fresh vegetable energy and don't have only dried foods. Get things that expand with water, too. Those are the smallest to store and yet supply a lot of meals. Dried fruits and nuts are ideal as well. You might want to stock up on your favorite vitamins and mineral supplements and perhaps any medicines you might think you need.



Leave The Cities

Cities will be places of unrest in most locations. There will be many people who haven't given any thought to their spirituality, looked what is deeper in themselves, and don't know that the material trance induction is coming to an end. For many people this will be very upsetting, disorienting, and some might see it as a chance to take advantage of the situation and take from others or even harm others. If you live close to a city, you might want to ask yourself if you are on the pathway of people who might be refugees from the cities and might be desperate. Cities would be the hardest hit by social unrest from desperation, military influence, and food shortages. This is not to mention that cities are targets for bio terrorism, destruction and war.



Small towns are ok if you feel that everyone would work together. Some towns will work together and some will not. Small towns are good because if you are far enough away from a metropolis, the military will not be likely to get around to your town right away if there is martial law induced upon the citizens of any given country. There are safe pockets everywhere and small communities will be where those places are.



Pick Your Neighbors Wisely

Judge the nature and the general attitude of the people in any given town if you cannot be in the country. Ask yourself if the people will work together or struggle with one another. The smaller the town, the more likely people will work with one another. They don't all have to believe the way you do, know the same things you know, or even be like you. All they need to be is open hearted toward others and willing to cooperate. Those are the type of people you want to be around. There are people from all faiths and all walks of life who fit into that category. You don't want to be around angry, fearful or aggressive people. Groups where that is the energy present will not be where the safe havens are.



Live At High Elevations

Some scientists say the pole shift would take a long time, decades or hundreds of years, others say the opposite could happen. Scientists don't really know for sure. If they do, they simply aren't telling us. Other scientists say that Planet X Nibiru is coming through our solar system and will wreak havoc on the Earth's gravitational field. Supposedly, Nibiru's passage is what will cause the Earth cataclysms. Other scientists say that no such thing exists. No matter what, if something drastic happens water is a moveable substance. Coastal areas could be considered "slosh zones" if the planet's water gets a little wild. Some say you need to live around a 5000 foot elevation to be safe, others say 8000 feet. Since human history does not contain accurate and verifiable data as to how something like this would play out, it is anyone's guess.



Don't Live Near Disaster Zones

If you know you live near a possible disaster zone, perhaps it's time to move. If you live near a volcano, an earthquake fault-line, tsunami zone, flood area, or a place where hurricanes or tornados happen, these are the places to avoid. There isn't really any place that can be guaranteed to be safe, but these areas are not ideal places to stay if it is possible that there will be Earth cataclysms triggered by either a celestial event or human manipulations.



Water & Water Filtration

Clean water will be a must. Even if you live near a clean river, make sure you have a good filtration device. It doesn't have to be fancy. Even a hand held camping filter will be good enough for most people. If you don't have that, make sure you can boil water.



Shelter & A Wood Stove


Shelter is another very important aspect to deal with. If you are a renter, moving is easy if you're not in the right place. If you own a house in a place you feel might not be safe, plan a second place to either rent or attain cheaply where you think it might be safe, and try to rent something you feel the owner won't want to move back into for some reason.



Some people say that very high winds will happen. If that is the case having a space underground might be necessary which can be created , but not many people will be able to do that. Simply do the best you can. Don't live on a mountain top. Instead, be down in the valley but not in a place that could flood. Have protection from the mountains if you can. Don't live in a place where a landslide could happen, but make use of the shelter from wind that a mountain could provide. Make sure you don't live in a windy place.



Live in a place where you will have access to a wood stove. Make sure you have lots of wood for it. Heating systems that run on electricity or gas will have a limited usage, and if those things are unavailable, you will be without heat. Even if your woodstove will only heat up one room or so and not the whole house, that is good enough.



Prepare For Being Without Electricity

If you can set up back up power that doesn't depend on fuels you have to buy, do so. If you can access, water, wind or solar power, it's there for the taking if you set up the equipment to use it. Don't depend on diesel or gas generators. The fuel might not be available for a price you can afford.



Stay Happy, Stay In Present, Cherish Everyone

More important than anything in your survival through the 2012 Paradigm Shift is your attitude and approach to things. Stay in a positive space. Don't see the coming challenges as a bad thing or something to resist or be afraid of. See the coming challenges as an exciting adventure you are on, an incredible experience you are participating in inside God's imagination. All of this is happening in the mind of God, of which you are a part of, and it isn't often that an entire species goes through a consciousness expanding exercise such as the one humanity is about to go through.



Try not to be sad or depressed, and definitely don't be in a fearful space. Being in a positive pole state of mind will cause you to be in the right place at the right time while you journey through this wild mass event. None of it is really as serious as it seems from the perspective of the bigger picture so have fun with it as you go through the next few years and see how things unfold. Even if hell unfolds in many places in the world, you can be in a heavenly space at the same time. It will be a bit odd to see such extremes manifest in physical reality over the next years, but you can be in the peaceful zones if your consciousness resonates with that. Everyone will move toward what they resonate with.



Live in a state of constant gratitude. Cherish everyone and everything in life and appreciate every day that you are here. It is a blessing to be alive and a state of gratitude brings you more things to be grateful for. So cherish every moment that you have with those who you love, and cherish life itself.



You have to really want to be here to stay. If there is part of you that wants to leave, you might. Decide to stay and commit yourself to that fully in your heart. Watch out for any unconscious "suicidal" language in your mind or in your words that you say to others. Yes, many people are tired of being here because it has been so oppressive to live in this world due to the economic difficulties and other difficulties, but now is not the time to resonate with that energy if you really want to stay here. Going is fine too. Some people feel that they have had a good life and they don't want to do all the work it takes to relocate or change anything. Some people are really ready to go. If you are not truly in that mindset, then you need to fix that way of thinking so it doesn't impinge on your other desire which is to stay on the Earth in the new paradigm.