Chiye Tanka, Big Elder Brother, by John Allen
After a few months went by, I was very excited that I had finally began to communicate with the Sasquatch people. As I have said, this was somewhere around 2011-2012. It was very simple at first. I would ask very simple yes or no questions and feel the yes or no. When I would not get a response, I would reword the question until I received an answer. This was more like a vague feeling than many have reported as having telepathic words or images. As I kept at it the feelings became more clear and detailed. I had patiently worked through the boundary between human and the unknown. Like many, I knew that they were there somewhere. I had always been drawn to them through out my entire life. The loving conversations grew into relationships and from there, into an understanding of family.
I have changed my surroundings in the human world and this took everything that I had become accustomed to and turned it upside down. I took a job last year in June that took me away from home. It was a new direction that I had been training for. It took me to the National Forests of East Texas. I loved the woods and everything natural about my new job. I lived in a small rent house alone in the middle of the woods there that was owned by one of the employees of the National Forest Service. I had water, electricity, and my guitar. My cell phone had difficulty reaching out most of the time. It was in that house that I met another group of people from the woods. I had interactions with one man most of the time but saw the families from a distance along the edge of the tree line at dusk every evening.
Often I would cry as he would share much more with me than just the feelings of words. At moments I would feel the pain and hurt of this world as he would continue with his stories. At these deepest moments of despair I would feel a love without condition, too, that seemed to be without limits. It was at those moments that I realized that I was feeling far beyond that distorted bubble that surrounds human kind of the modern day. I caught glimpses of what was beyond and it was beautiful and giant like. I could clearly see from my feeling reaching out that the planets are alive and also connected. I would sometimes see the suns being alive and having a different warmth and color than my human eyes allowed me to see inside of this bubble. Now I can feel the connection and understand how limitless we all are together. I understand “always was” and “always will be” with more clarity.
When I reached Central Texas I was thrown into a intense work environment. I was feeling more and more disconnected. I was farther from my wife and kids and the weekend drives became longer and more difficult. In order for this job to payoff I needed to invest a year of intense focus. I felt more disconnected with my Chiye Tanke and more out of balance. I wasn’t aware that I was putting more and more pressure on myself to get back to this and found it harder to focus on it. In Central Texas I began to explore on the weekends for new places to connect. I found some peace from time to time in some of the big parks sitting among the trees doing some meditation. This was difficult because it was a public park and it would not have been wise to sit in the dark at night in a city park. Up until this point, my conversations with the Sasquatch people were very few and far between. I wasn’t very happy.
The other reason for taking a break from writing new blog entries in My Lady of the Woods was one of personal growth. Ego and envy are like salt and pepper. They are different but go well together. When I chose to create a blog to record my Sasquatch experiences a few years ago I went out of my way to keep “ego” out of the picture. I made the blog free with no pop-ups (Google has informed me that they will advertise via pop-ups in every new blog now. I don’t know what this will be like because this is the first time posting after these new rules. But still free none the less). I also went out of my way to explain that I have nothing more special about me than anyone else does. I have no “gifts”… what ever those may be. I always explained that I was just recording a personal experience and encouraged the reader to make up their own minds on how they choose to feel about it. I asked for nothing. However, another problem reared it’s ugly head along the way. I began to help people by asking questions to the Sasquatch for them. I learned much in the process personally. But there grew a pressure to perform and to help others find their answers. I felt the need to satisfy. This continued in private messages and emails. It became a struggle for many reasons. I became afraid of hearing the “wrong” thing or giving false information. I became envious of others that had, what I thought, was a clearer path of communication with the Sasquatch people. So, I put it off and pushed it all away. I removed myself from Facebook group conversations and comments. I hid under a rock. This was another reason that my entries into My Lady of the Woods faded out. But I always knew that to share my experiences in a blog was important. I knew that it helped the overall relationship between us and them. I understood that it was just another avenue of communication among many that helped to bring us together as small or large an avenue as it may or may not be. I knew that I needed to work out my own personal fears and get over it. I could see that I was standing in my own way of personal growth and adding an unbalance to my relationship with the Sasquatch people and to the readers of my blog.
Belonging to the family, our human contribution to our universal family, how giant our family really is, it is not possible to be disconnected to the family, ego, envy, strength, love, … there is something that I continue to learn about each of these. I remembered one of the biggest lessons that the Sasquatch people shared with me. It was about true protection. High integrity is the foundation on which to build anything. Intent will thrive under such conditions. It will become sharper. Lying, cheating, and stealing are those low integrity choices that invite in the negative. The opposite is also true. If we always speak the truth, be fair in our business dealings, and treat others the way that we like to be treated then this keeps us strong with pure intent. Nothing can break that. Love is the strongest power that there is. Everything is made out of it. I have heard these same truths lately among the full disclosure movement. This age old truth is preached by many out there right now and it seems to be growing.
I have taken the pressure off of looking for places to go as I understand now more than ever that they are always here and always have been. I am excited to see where this new blog takes me. I feel that I will be focusing more on the details of what I have learned from many conversations with our big sisters and brothers over the years. I plan to share more of the intimate stories that they have shared with me. I have much to share about what I have been told about our past. I have asked them to tell me more about the other beings that are hiding from us.
As I have said many times. You may treat this blog as you wish; as fiction or non-fiction. I am not preaching to anyone nor am I trying to offend anyone. Always remember that this is only my personal experience. Yours is just as important as mine and only together do we make up the whole. Thank you for watching and I love you.