And the last thing to leave Pandora’s Box was a little white Butterfly named Hope
I followed my heart as it felt pulled to the trail, feeling the invitation to walk away from the Learning Center at the 2019 Chewelah Psychic Sasquatch Fair, I surrendered to the call. I felt as though there was a magnet in the wild and it was pulling me from the comfort zone of the center, camp, and participants to a deep deep vortex of connection. I let my bare feet find the earth, the chakras on the soles of my feet felt they knew exactly where to go, so I just let them lead. I had a feeling my advanced learning was held somewhere in an outdoor classroom in the middle of the forest of Washington and away from the laughter and chit chatting of Humans. I had gone far out the trail, where the wild things live. I could feel a subtle yet profound shift occur letting me know I had crossed into a different unseen boundary line. It was then I could feel an energy strong like I had walked into a neighborhood that you could feel just not see. A neighborhood or community of beings that lived and dwelled in a sacred space, for reverence flooded my whole body. I fell, dropping to my knees and rolled over to my bottom where I crossed my legs into meditation pose and closed my eyes. I had heard the crunching of large footsteps, I had sensed the contact, I could smell a scent comforting and familiar. I had heard my name pronounced different then my name, Shekinah … but so accurate … She Kin Ahhhhhhhh quick seed sounds. I looked around eyes wide open.
There they were, a clan of She Sasquatch Beings. Like a Sistarhood they came together. As a mom they reminded me so much of my Sistars and I who go medicine gathering, hiking, walk and talking with our kids … adventuring foraging playing. Now here they were like a horseshoe of Mama Sasquatches with their Youngins, their children, they came around me. I could hear the whisperings of the toddlers and in their eyes a curious yet shy approach. When I was a teacher at the Nelson Waldorf School, I would welcome the toddlers and their families to my classroom each fall, and this felt the same. Yet I was the student and they the teachers. I did laugh though at how their toddlers would hide between their mamas’ legs and peak out just as the human children do. Mamas with their hand on their babies’ heads soothing them, arms stretched round their children’s bodies in protection yet standing tall as in they held absolute for their trust their body language showed me they had orchestrated this divine meeting and that I had made the invite and showed up to the appointment unconsciously; this was no accident.
The last year I came to the Psychic Sasquatch Gathering, the Matrilineal lineage in this Chewelah region and 49th parallel, talked to me all about the power of the Moontime for Wemoons, how the Menses Cycle is deeply connected to ancient ways and ancient days of Shamanic Power. I had bled with them last year. But that is a whole other download best kept for Wemoon. The message I received this year from the Sasquatch Matriarch is for all Sentient Beings. For this message they really wanted to get out to Families, to the Sacred Masculine and Sacred Feminine. This is what I was told; the Sasquatch are not only feeling hope they are feeling safe for the first time in a very long time. They ride upon the frequencies of our heart, the frequencies of the One Heart that all life is connected to. It is a feedback interloop.
Beyond words beyond actions is the pure frequency of the heart, of all hearts which do beat as one and is connected to the Schumann Resonance; please check links.
This frequency is a pulsing undulation which is directly related to their fertility and ability to procreate. While Humans took a nosedive into dark deep density the fertility of the sasquatch fell too because it is a feedback interloop. Not only was there very little awareness of the sacred within the humans as if a curtain was pulled over our eyes, there was a parasitic weakening of Life Forces that have diminished the love and light frequencies which assist in the fertility of these Higher Beings if they choose to stay connected to these lower densities where we have been lodged. But you see this is the Mystery and this is what the Mother’s told me, that they are the keepers and protectors of the Pulsing Heart Undulations and they are charged to help us to return to our Original Blueprints as we had been enslaved and manipulated, bio engineered, hacked and while we fell, they journeyed with us, just outside beyond us where they can maintain and sustain their power so that eventually when we were able they could help us rise.
I could hear the song of Buffy St. Marie, God Is Alive Magic Is Afoot as the way my mind works is in sound and symbology and I always when I channel pick up what I lovingly call a theme song; in my inner mind as they talked these words, messages, codes to me, this song sung in my soul; Song link:
God is alive; Magic is afoot
God is alive; Magic is afoot
God is afoot; Magic is alive
Alive is afoot…..
Magic never died.
God never sickened;
Many poor men lied
Many sick men lied
Magic never weakened
Magic never hid
Magic always ruled
God is afoot
God never died.
God was ruler
Though his funeral lengthened
Though his mourners thickened
Magic never fled
Though his shrouds were hoisted
The naked God did live
Though his words were twisted
The naked Magic thrived
Though his death was published
Round and round the world
The heart did not believe
Many hurt men wondered
Many struck men bled
Magic never faltered
Magic always led.
Many stones were rolled
But God would not lie down
Many wild men lied
Many fat men listened
Though they offered stones
Magic still was fed
Though they locked their coffers
God was always served.
Magic is afoot. God rules.
Alive is afoot. Alive is in command.
Many weak men hungered
Many strong men thrived
Though they boasted solitude
God was at their side
Nor the dreamer in his cell
Nor the captain on the hill
Magic is alive
Though his death was pardoned
Round and round the world
The heart did not believe.
Though laws were carved in marble
They could not shelter men
Though altars built in parliaments
They could not order men
Police arrested Magic
And Magic went with them,
For Magic loves the hungry.
But Magic would not tarry
It moves from arm to arm
It would not stay with them
Magic is afoot
It cannot come to harm
It rests in an empty palm
It spawns in an empty mind
But Magic is no instrument
Magic is the end.
Many men drove Magic
But Magic stayed behind
Many strong men lied
They only passed through Magic
And out the other side
Many weak men lied
They came to God in secret
And though they left him nourished
They would not say who healed
Though mountains danced before them
They said that God was dead
Though his shrouds were hoisted
The naked God did live
This I mean to whisper to my mind
This I mean to laugh with in my mind
This I mean my mind to serve ’til
Service is but Magic
Moving through the world
And mind itself is Magic
Coursing through the flesh
And flesh itself is Magic
Dancing on a clock
And time itself the magic length of God.
This song I dedicate to the Sasquatch Nation! This God that is acknowledged is the Pulsing Undulation, and well Bigfoot, they are the foot, they are the Big Foot of God, they are the keepers of the God Force.
Due to Humanity’s awakening and return to the Sacred, the Bigfoot is growing. We are not only now helping them be able to not fear procreations, but we have assisted the magic of Fertility to Bloom and Grow as our heart’s bloom and Grow.
The Mamas, as I lovingly now refer to them, they are bringing their children to our Gathering and they acknowledge it as a real Learning Center, no coincidences there, but true Sacrednicity. They are seeing that we have switched timelines, that we have picked up the needle of the record player and have skipped the old tracks of time and have now Successfully bridged the New Earth to this old dying, decaying, false Carbon Copy reality we call Life. It is not they say real Life and that is yet another download to share at another time. For now, they say that they will continue to trust in us and continue to grow their nests. They say it is the same for us Wemoon, that our fertility also depends on our ability to receive the magic, the pulsing undulations. This is why Wemoon around the world have lost their ability to conceive. It is all connected. That and well many Chemical and Hormonal issues us Humans face due to our diet and toxicities of the Earth Air Water and Food. Magic is the real Fertility Vibration. It is why Magic can be manipulated both for white and for dark. Again, another whole download there. They are downloading me everyday. I am seeing concentric circles all touching and all interconnected. The Sasquatch have now crossed over from doubt mistrust and fear and they have told me that they have really begun to now have Hope. There is a great Hope for Humanity and the Psychic Sasquatch Gathering is a huge Fuel for this Hope, it is what has shown them that we are finally truly on our way Home again! They celebrate this and yes, they even sing and dance when in joy!
They left me with a final request, it is time to focus on our Children, As Frederick Douglas said;
It is time to really focus on our Youth these are the ways of the Sacred. Due to the Sacred being so muddled, Sasquatch would before only have one or a couple children in a Clan at a time so that they could care for that child with many Mamas and Papas, to ensure that it’s Power was resourced, grown, and intact. Now as they see the energy is really rising, they are having litters again. So they want us to care for our Youth the way they care for theirs. They call for a Children’s Council as our Gathering so that our children grow up knowing Truth, their Magic, and their Allies, Guides, Guards, and Sacred Family. This is also why they showed me there is the Pedophilia in record high, again another download for another time. Children are super connected to the Magic, as is the Sasquatch, therefore they are hunted and abducted, tortured, and used in ritualistic black magic. This has gone on for far too long and Bigfoot are putting their giant Foot down! No more! No more they Say!
10 ways you can grow your magic;
- When we cut off our hair shave away our hair, we take off our Magic, Sasquatch say do not shave, grow your hair, grow your magic grow your Power.
- Grow your kids, let them know their whole holy family. It is time, to stop lying to ourselves and each other. Speak truth at all times!
- Stop casting spells unconsciously, in the beginning was the word and the word was made flesh. You spell the word therefor the word is your spell. Stop negative spelling! Stop gossip slander and hate. It is that clear and with that she put her fist down, the one with white hairs she is the Elder, KeeraAna is her name. She thinks we are sick from all the TV Programming and Music so full of hate!
- Stop watching negative programming, just stop it! Stop taking nightmares and making them real! Tell us a vision. Television.
- Eat less and less meat to stop the densities. Do not partake in tortured animals’ flesh, milk, or by-products!!!! How could we, she cried! And she was as angry as Grandmothers can get!
- Do more selfless service, Narcissism is a trap! LOVE AS MUCH AS POSSIBLE IT IS THE ESSENCE OF THE FLOWER OF LIFE GEOMETRY
- Stop taking so much, the crystals can be worked with without us taking them out of the ground. Give back … Consume less, it is all an illusion anyways. Feel More, that’s where it is at!
- Celebrate way more often, weave joy, gratitude, and ecstasy throughout your days and nights.
- Real eyes the Me is upside down and when you right side it up it says We.
- Override the frequencies every day to grow your magic, it is grid work, and it is a critical factor! Everyday tune into the Dragon Lines, Ley Lines, send through them as you send through your own meridians a crystalline light liquid like cerebral spinal fluid this is a crystalline plasmic liquid that is a serum a solution of high high magic that actually clears the parasitic forces that have infested everything up to 4d. This is a calling to all Alchemists!
I will leave you with a closing message, right from KeeraAna;
“It is the time of the Kachinas, the Time of the Corn Maidens and the Time of Truth. Now the Sacred hoop is Mending. Return to the Sacred every day and in every way. As it was in the beginning, so shall it be in the End.” And with this she smiled.