Experiences of a Sasquatch contactee (Part 1), by John Ghazzawi

Experiences of a Sasquatch contactee (Part 1), by John Ghazzawi:

Note by SunBôw: Our friend John Ghazzawi just sent us this well written interesting account documenting his Sasquatch encounters and related experiences of the last dozen years. Many experiencers will recognize similar phenomena described in this report, rich in insights for seekers. In this Part 1, John lists various experiences and in Part 2 that we will publish shortly, he transmits the messages he received from the Forest Elders.

Experiences of a Sasquatch contactee – Part 1: Stories,

by John Ghazzawi:

Earth, a celestial gemstone, radiates vibrant cultures and diverse human experiences. Steeped in rich traditions, it nurtures fascinating customs and curious ways of life. We share this wondrous planet with an incredible array of life forms, a tapestry of flora and fauna that dazzles and inspires. Earth’s landscapes, shaped by the passage of time, are a testament to the divine. This world is a muse, igniting epiphanies and sparking creativity. It inspires masterpieces of art and guides groundbreaking scientific discoveries. A world that fills our hearts with awe, enthusiasm, and hope for the future.

We build magnificent cities, harnessing the power of invention and advancing our knowledge. Our creativity and ingenuity know no bounds, and our love is unconquerable. We are a remarkable species, diverse and passionate, practical and proficient. We navigate vast oceans, traverse towering mountain ranges, and explore hidden forests and mystical deserts.

This world gives rise to healers and philosophers, artists and poets, scientists and scholars. It fosters adventurers and explorers, builds civilizations, and sometimes destroys them. Yet, it also breeds conflict and greed, where profits and power are prized above all else. A world where love and hate, light and darkness, entwine in an eternal dance.

Here, the forces of the cosmos converge, and the unrealized meets the known. Our virtues clash with our vices, and our love and intuition are tested. In this world of infinite potential, we find the places where nature’s landscapes meet, where the primal oceans greet the ancient lands, and the wild mountains herald the valleys. These are the lands between, where diverse purposes converge, and our inner longing is fulfilled.

In these powerful places, we find peace and excitement, reminders of our past, and hope for the future. A feeling deep within us, a sense of something greater, a feeling we knew as children. We sit in silence, absorbed in the eternal, and find our center, our heart. The stream of influence flows like a gentle brook, unseen but heard by those who listen.

Under the watchful starlight, our souls shine bright, echoing the dancing stars and beating hearts. We journey across oceans, through dark jungles, and over mountain heights, leaving faint tracks in the sand. We dance across grasslands, feeling the whispers of our elders, who speak of a forgiving past and a radiant future.

In the northern forests, mysteries unfold, and our inner landscapes are lit with wonder, reverence, and love. A love that keeps our minds sharp and our bodies pure, a truth that guides us on our path. A path we must choose, for it is not in our hearts to follow the crowd, but to forge our own way, with purpose and focus.

As I set out to share my tale, I hope to find receptive hearts and minds, for my journey has been a winding path of growth, learning, and love. Though I’ve embraced many opportunities, others have slipped through my fingers, teaching me valuable lessons about myself. I’ve strived to live authentically, guided by the beacons of truth, love, and empathy, yet my ego and darker tendencies have sometimes drowned out the gentle whispers of my inner voice.

But I’ve learned to listen, for this inner wisdom holds the power to guide, teach, and illuminate the path forward. If we dare to listen and act, we’ll discover guides who will aid our progress on the often-forgotten path of Wisdom, Truth, and Love.

My story is one of wonder and intrigue, of the unknown and the unknowable. It’s a tale of experiences that defy explanation, of secrets that weigh heavy on my heart, and of the magic that lies just beyond the edge of our reality. I’ve been given a glimpse of the mysteries that lie beyond the veil, and it’s changed me.

I write with humility and gratitude, sharing a message that resonates deeply within my heart. I feel a sense of purpose and guidance to share the wisdom of the Forest People, not as an expert, but as a messenger who has experienced their love and teachings firsthand. Their wisdom has touched my heart, and I feel compelled to pass it on, sharing their teachings with others.

In 2012, during a solo camping trip in northern Ontario, Canada, I encountered the Forest People, and my life was forever changed. They sparked my curiosity, walked through my dreams, and touched my heart with unconditional love. Their wisdom has blown my mind and expanded my consciousness.

I ask you to listen with your heart, as we embark on this epic journey of awakening. It’s a time to challenge our beliefs, habits, and understanding, and to mend our relationship with nature, ourselves, and the cosmos. The Forest People, our Elder Brothers and Sisters, have been with us since our conception, honored in our myths, legends, and ceremonies.

They offer ancient wisdom, long forgotten by our people. They speak of the God, the Soul, and Spirit, of layers and dimensions of reality, Star People and lost chapters in our history. They offer hope, faith, and a path guided by our hearts.

The Forest People are shamans, sages, seers, medicine men and women, dream walkers, heart workers, empaths, healers, and warriors. They’ve evolved their inner faculties and teach us about paranormal and psychic abilities, such as telepathy, clairvoyance, and healing.

Their appearance is a call to re-align with the natural order, to re-balance, to heal, and to awaken to our divine nature and true abilities. They ask us to shift from mind to heart, to expand our consciousness and sphere of compassion, and to listen to the silenced voice of our hearts.

I’ve been given a gift, a glimpse of the magic that lies just out of reach. The secrets I hold are a double-edged sword, a burden and a blessing. And I know that I’ll carry them with me, always. Join me on this journey into the unknown, and let us venture forth together, into the uncharted territories of the human experience.

My journey with strange experiences began in 1989, when i was 6, with a vivid vision of my hand as an old man’s, accompanied by a strong sense of déjà vu. This early experience set the stage for a life filled with mysterious and unexplained events.

In 1994, a human figure made of light appeared at the foot of my bed, leaving me with more questions than answers. The following year, i found myself sleepwalking downstairs, with the back door open, sparking wonder and curiosity about possible abduction.

I had a remarkable experience where i stopped my heart from beating while meditating (2000). This demonstrated my ability to tap into my inner power and connection to my body.

In 2006, i discovered what looked to be a microchip in my hand and a few months later i had stigmata in both hands, marking a significant turning point in my perspective. The following year, i entered a trance state in meditation and witnessed an orb of light. This experience seemed to awaken a deeper understanding of my connection to the cosmos.

My connection to loved ones also played a significant role. In 2008, i meditated on my dad in Egypt, he said he felt profound feelings and text me immediately, showcasing the power of love and telepathy.

The 2010s brought a surge of paranormal experiences. I heard celestial music and felt an otherworldly presence (2009). In Algonquin Park, i witnessed an orb (2011), and soon, i began encountering Sasquatch, experiencing telepathy and multiple encounters (2012-2013).

The years that followed were filled with dreams, and encounters with orbs, Sasquatch, UFOs and various other visions and words added to the complexity of my journey.

My story is a testament to the mysteries of the universe and the human experience. Embracing these experiences has allowed me to tap into the unknown, fostering personal growth and a deeper understanding of the cosmos and my place within it.

In this personal account, I will share my encounters with Sasquatch, presented in the order they occurred. From my earliest experiences to the most recent, I will recount the details of each notable event, spanning from 2012- 2018, offering a chronological journey through most of my Sasquatch experiences.

My first Sasquatch encounter:

September 2012, Pickerel River, Solo Trip with Elvis (Dog)

Day 1
Heard a rabbit being attacked and killed, followed by an eerie feeling of being stared at. Later, I heard heavy bipedal footsteps outside my tent.

Day 2
Found extremely large, human-like feces with black bear hairs in it. The characteristics didn’t match any animals in my tracking books. Also had heavy walking outside my tent that night

Day 3
After fishing, Elvis (my dog) was extremely startled when I returned to the campsite. The main zipper compartment on my backpack was open, (which I remember closing) and a dried plant woven into a circle was inside. I felt dumbfounded and noticed heavy footsteps around the tent that night.

Day 5
Shot a few frogs with an air rifle and put one in a fish trap. While walking back to camp, I heard a voice in my head saying “LEAVE NOW”, twice. A deep, raspy male voice spoken clearly in my head, which stopped me in my tracks. After dismissing it I continued walking and was hit with a strong, unpleasant smell, similar to skunk, wet dog, horse, or something dead. Experienced heavy bipedal foot steps around my tent that night.

Day 6
Felt like I was being stared at while walking around the camp. I set up a trip line with bear bells, but whatever it was just walked over it. Heavy bipedal pedal foot steps that night.

Last Day (Saturday Morning)
Packed up and decided to go fishing before leaving. Elvis jumped into the canoe, eager to go with me. We paddled around the point, and I noticed two large trees being shaken in unison, like they were saplings. What could possibly shake trees like that? I quickly returned to camp, packed my things, and started paddling back to the boat launch.

Reflection
During the 4.5-hour drive home, I wondered if it was a Sasquatch I encountered. I started researching and was shocked by the possibility. I realized I might have disrespected nature and the Sasquatch, and it tried to make friends with me. I felt a sense of apology and started having strange dreams of walking with a large First Nations man, he explained that everything was alive and nature watches us.

These experiences surpassed my expectations and took me on a path beyond belief.

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July 2013

Amidst the serene waters of Jordan Lake, on a warm July afternoon in 2013, I embarked on a fishing excursion with my brother Mike and our dog Elvis, near the charming town of Wilberforce. As the sun began its gentle descent, Mike expressed a desire to stretch his limbs, and I obligingly dropped him and Elvis off on the lake’s edge. I watched as they vanished into the dense foliage, following the gentle gurgle of a small creek, their footsteps quiet on the forest floor.

As I paddled away in the opposite direction, the silence was suddenly disrupted by the rustling of underbrush and snapping of twigs. My heart quickened as I turned to face the commotion, my eyes scanning the ridge above. A dark, imposing figure emerged from the shadows, its movements eerily bipedal, its gait awkward yet purposeful. Though partially concealed by the foliage, its presence was unmistakable.

Startled, I accidentally knocked the paddle against the canoe, and the figure froze, ducking down with the stealth of a ninja. Time stood still as I whispered the word “Sasquatch,” a shiver running down my spine. I spent the next minute asking aloud, “Hey, who’s there?”, with no respone from the crouched figure. As I turned the canoe around, Mike and Elvis reappeared, emerging from the very same thicket where I had left them, their faces a picture of innocence. The dark figures fallibility is a poignant reminder that even the most vigilant can be caught off guard.

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November 2013, East Tommy Lake

I was camping with my younger brother Mike and our dog Elvis at East Tommy Lake in November 2013. On our last day, I went fishing for brook trout in the canoe, while Mike went the other direction to gather firewood. I was fishing for about 20 minutes when suddenly, a long, thunderous, and blood-curdling scream echoed from the shoreline, lasting about 15 seconds. Why on earth would anyone scream like that? I was perplexed, shocked and immediately stopped fishing, returning to camp. Mike emerged from the forest, hearing the scream, he thought I had caught a fish and gave some kinda wildman scream to celebrate. I said it wasn’t me, and suspected a sasquatch, but I didn’t mention it then.

Later that night, after dinner, we decided to create a light show with glow sticks and take pictures of the flowing lights. As I walked around our winter tent to get a better view of Mike swinging glow sticks on a string, I saw two yellow glowing eyes, 6 feet off the ground, staring back at me. These eyes looked human, although slightly larger and rounder than ours. I locked eyes with the being standing 10 feet from me, emmersed in a world of wonder for a few seconds. Then, suddenly, it moved, lunging to the right, revealing a Predator-like creature with 3-4 inch long hair, reflecting and refracting the light from my headlamp. It was a hairy homind form, with broad shoulders, about 6 foot tall, unmistakably a sasquatch. All I can say is that it wasn’t in a normal state of matter, and I think i could only see it because of my headlamp and because it was moving. It took off towards the tree line on all fours. I jumped back, almost into Mike’s arms, and we soon retreated into the tent.

Before bed, I went outside to investigate again and noticed a missing glow stick (we had placed some glow sticks on the guy lines around the tent so we wouldn’t trip on them). I sat down, turned off my headlamp, and listened. After a few minutes, I heard two strange voices, an older and younger individual, speaking a language I’d never heard before. They seemed to be discussing something on a ridge to the east, near a small marsh. I saw our missing glow stick being shaken and played with. After a few minutes of listening, I called Mike to come outside, and as soon as he did, the voices stopped, and the glow stick disappeared. The strange encounters ended, leaving only memories, of which put me into ontological shock for two weeks afterward.

I was aware of sasquatch telepathy because I was spoken to during my first experience in 2012, but now this… how can I possibly tell anyone I stood in front of a cloaked sasquatch, without them thinking ive completely lost my mind?

It is interesting to note, the Sherpas of the Himalayas and some First Nation tribes of North America believe the Sasquatch (Yeti) can turn invisible at will.

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August 2014

In the heart of the wilderness, I ventured solo, embracing the tranquility of the bush. A haven I adore, where the whispers of the unknown beckon. Last weekend, I encountered the elusive Sasquatch, their haunting vocals echoing through the night – three mournful whoops upon my arrival. As darkness fell, two resounding wood knocks on either side of my tent left me awestruck. The buzzing energy intensified, like an electric hum, as I sensed their proximity.

Returning home, with my loyal companion Elvis by my side, I savored the solitude of an empty house, my brother Michael away on an archaeological expedition.

The sudden sound of heavy footsteps thundering up the stairs shattered the silence, sending Elvis and me into a startled frenzy. We embarked on a cautious room-to-room search, only to find all doors and windows secure, yet the unsettling feeling of being watched persisted.

Later, as I lay in bed, the buzzing energy returned, like an electric current coursing through my veins. And then, I was transported to a vivid dream, walking alongside a majestic Sasquatch being, his jet-black hair and mesomorphic physique a sight to behold. He imparted ancient wisdom, speaking of the interconnectedness of all things, the pulsing light that binds us, and the heart’s role as our guiding force.

As he transformed into a radiant white orb, I felt an overwhelming sense of wonder. And when he asked me to do the same, I was met with a shocking revelation – my body had become a luminous ball of white energy! Together, we soared into the starry expanse, a vibrant flash of light illuminating our journey. Among the galaxies, I discovered my true essence – a shining white orb, a soul connected to the cosmos.

Tears flowed like a river as I awoke. The Sasquatch People, with their ancient knowledge and wisdom, had imparted a profound understanding, one that resonated deeply with our own forgotten teachings. In a world distracted and disconnected, their wisdom shines like a beacon, reminding us to stay true to ourselves and honor the interconnectedness of all things.

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September 2014

On a slumberous September night in 2014, as I lay in my bed, a sudden, inexplicable poke pierced the sole of my right foot, jolting me upright in wonder. The unexpected touch was as if an unseen hand had reached out from the shadows, leaving me bewildered and searching for answers. Memories of heavy, thunderous footsteps echoing through the halls a month prior flooded my mind, though I had previously attributed them to the creaky whispers of a house settling. But this… this was different. A tangible, unmistakable sensation that defied logic and left me pondering the mystical abilities of the elusive Sasquatch, as I drifted off to sleep, lost in a realm of wonder and awe.

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October 2014, Warnings of a wolf Shaman

This is a brief description of a vivid experience. It begins with a hiking and fishing trip with my brother Mike on the north shore of lake superior, where we enjoy stunning natural scenery and catch trout and salmon. However, the experience takes a mystical turn when we decide to camp by a creek, and I experience a strange, intense feeling of being watched. I also sleepwalk that night and find myself 300 feet away from the campsite, with an eerie sense of being watched, followed by a loud snap in the woods and feelings of an intense, pulsing energy. I believe something large and mysterious is moving through the forest, leaving me with a sense of wonder and awe. The next morning, we encounter a massive timber wolf running alongside our car, which leaves us both amazed and uneasy.

The experience concludes that night with a dream sequence where i meet a Forest Man, a powerful shaman who warns me about the choices people make, urging me to choose the light in my heart. The Forest Man transforms into the same wolf we encountered earlier, leaving me with a profound sense of connection and wonder.

After the experience, i reflect on the need for unity and collective action to address the environmental and social challenges facing humanity. I invite you to contemplate your own choices and connections with the world around you.

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May, 2015, Center Lake, with Mike (younger brother) and Elvis (dog)

Night before
As I prepared for the camping and fishing trip, I had an extraordinary experience in my garage. I suddenly heard the haunting sound of a Native American flute, (the one from the ‘Speaking of Sasquatch’ videos posted on You Tube), despite no electronic devices being nearby. I felt an intense, electric sensation and goose bumps, accompanied by overwhelming emotions of love and friendship. I sat down to absorb the feelings and was instructed telepathically to close my eyes and keep my thoughts pure and true.

Then, I was shown a breathtaking vision – a thin black curtain with millions of tiny pinholes, separating us from the all-encompassing, loving white light that represents our collective essence. On the other side of the curtain, I saw countless tiny light beams, symbolizing individuality and separateness. The vision revealed that when one light beam grows brighter, it illuminates those around it, creating a wave of light. This profound experience moved me to tears, and I was left with no words to describe its vividness and impact.

First evening
After setting up camp, I decide to leave a gift for the sasquatch that I had put together for them. A birch bark basket, rabbit skins, food (Jerky and nuts) and a few marbles. I paddled across the small lake and left the basket on a ridge on the opposite side of the lake.

An hour later, as Mike and I were standing beside the fire, we heard three thunderous WHOOPS come from the gifting area, across the lake. We both stood in silence, wondering what could have made such thunderous, clear whoops, not normal for the wildlife in the area.

Day 2
Heard heavy walking around tent that night and something slapped our food bag which was 10ft up in a tree.

Day 3
Heard very heavy bipedal footsteps around tent that night. Then in the morning, i discovered two eagle (or turkey) feathers stuck in the ground outside our tent. Possibly left as a gift.

Day 4
Vocalizations heard as two sasquatch called to each other, multiple times as they moved toward one another from a ridge to our south. I was in the kayak listening to them communicate vocally back and fourth, until they located eachother.

Day 5
Heard four wood knocks, two on either side of the tent, after I turned the last light off.

Last Day
That afternoon we heard a long, raspy, chewbacca like vocalization from the north West. I tried to mimic but did a terrible job. Mike tried a moment later and did much better job at mimicking the unfamiliar sound. Unfortunately, there was no response back from our mysterious forest friends.

As I reflect on these experiences, I am filled with a sense of wonder and awe. It was marked by moments of curiosity, connection, and mystery. From the initial vision to the final Chewbacca-like vocalization, each day brought new and unexpected encounters with our elusive forest companions. The Sasquatches’ playful interactions with our food bag, the thoughtful placement of feathers outside our tent, and the haunting vocalizations all served as poignant reminders of the magic and intrigue of the natural world.

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Summer 2015

The summer of 2015, the veil between worlds grew thin. In the sanctuary of my room, I embarked on a meditation, seeking the wisdom of my forest ally. As I lay on my bed, eyes closed, and mind relaxed, I felt the gentle hum of an unseen presence, like the quiet thrum of a subwoofer, vibrating through every cell of my being. Goosebumps danced across my skin, and shivers coursed up my spine, as the electric sensation of the unknown enveloped me.

In this tranquil state, I sensed the approach of a majestic being, a powerful male entity, his footsteps echoing through the silence like thunder in the distance. My bed creaked beneath his weight, and I felt his gentle touch, his hand wrapping around mine, guiding me deeper into the mystery. His soft voice whispered secrets in my mind, urging me to breathe slower, longer, and more intentionally, to visualize the radiant light that permeates all existence.

As I surrendered to this profound experience, the meditation unfolded like a lotus blooming in my consciousness. I was instructed to breathe fully, to fill my lungs with the pure, white light of love, to relax every muscle, and to imagine this luminescence enveloping me, seeping into every cell, and filling my heart with its essence. With each breath, the light grew brighter, more intense, until it became the very fabric of my being.

In this state of unity, I understood the fundamental nature of the universe – pure love, unadulterated and unconditional. As I exhaled, I released all negativity, allowing the light to build, to shine brighter with each passing moment. My belly rose and fell like a wave, as I breathed in the radiance, and my chest remained still, a testament to the power of intention and focus.

In this sacred space, time lost all meaning, and the boundaries of reality blurred. I became one with the light and focused on my receding gums, shining the light there. I visualized white light enveloping that area, and fresh gums growing.

When I finally returned to the world and awoke in the morning, I went to the mirror to check my gums and was astonished. My once receded gums were brought back to almost normal level, revealing fresh pink gums that had seemingly grown overnight. Amazed, I asked myself how this could be possible and have never since achieved such a profound level of healing in a meditative state.

Regardless, i still carry a sense of wonder, a feeling of profound connection and healing with me, a reminder of the magic that lies just beyond the edge of our everyday reality.

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October 2015

On the serene evening of Saturday, October 8th, 2015, I retired to bed, feeling tranquil and prepared to embark on the Light Heart meditation, a technique previously shared with me. As I began to breathe deeply, I was suddenly enveloped by an intense, exhilarating sensation, akin to the electrifying vibrations I experience in their proximity. This indescribable feeling was a symphony of emotions, a harmonious blend of overwhelming love, heartwarming friendship, and unbridled joy, leaving me speechless and awestruck. The sensation is similar to standing beside a powerful subwoofer emitting an inaudible tone, sending shivers down my spine and leaving me with goosebumps.

As I drifted off to sleep, I felt an immense sense of gratitude towards my Forest Friend. Upon waking the next morning, with my eyes still closed, I was aware of the daylight filtering through my eyelids, and the buzzing sensation persisted. I vividly recalled a dream I had just experienced, which I will recount below. With my eyes still shut, basking in the lingering vibrations, I was startled by the soft, deep voice of my Forest Friend, whispering a chant-like phrase beside me. The buzzing sensation then dissipated, and I opened my eyes to find him gone, leaving me in a state of profound bliss and wonder.

In the dream, I observed myself from outside my body, watching over my bed from the doorway. My Sasquatch Friend stood beside me, his jet-black hair a stark contrast to the luminous aura surrounding my body. This radiant, white light resembled a bio-electric field, akin to the ‘luminous egg’ described by Carlos Castaneda in his books. My Forest Friend’s presence intensified my aura, making it even more vibrant and breathtaking. I feel deeply humbled and grateful for their guidance and support in our collective journey towards self-discovery. May we continue to shine our light for those who have forgotten, and may we emerge stronger together.

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April 2016

In April 2016, I waded through the Agawa River’s gentle flow, my spey rod casting lines that danced upon the water’s surface. Icebergs, remnants of winter’s chill, floated downstream like nature’s own ghostly vessels. Rainbow trout, vibrant and resilient, bit at my lure, and I released them back into the river’s embrace. It was a solitary day, with only the river’s whispers and the wind’s gentle caress as companions.

But then, a sudden, ethereal whisper breathed in my ear, a soft, feminine voice speaking an unknown tongue. I froze, my senses heightened, yet the surrounding wilderness revealed no presence, no sign of life. I dismissed the phenomenon, attributing it to the river’s trickery or my own imagination. Yet, ten minutes later, the whispers returned, more insistent, more clear.

As I packed up my gear and began my trek back to my car, the forest floor creaked beneath my feet, echoing with an unseen presence. Footsteps, heavy and deliberate, paralleled mine, their cadence matching my own. I halted, knife at the ready, expecting a bear, wolf, or cougar to emerge from the underbrush. But the forest, still bare from winter’s slumber, revealed nothing. The trees, like sentinels, stood watch, their branches like nature’s own cathedral, yet no creature stirred.

The footsteps persisted, a steady beat, as if an invisible companion walked beside me. I stopped, and the footsteps ceased. I walked on, and they resumed, keeping pace with my every step. The forest, once serene, now seemed to hold its breath, as if the very trees themselves were witness to a mystery. The footsteps followed me to the treeline, halting abruptly, as if an unseen presence had vanished into the ether.

In that moment, I wondered if I had encountered a Sasquatch, a guardian of the forest, watching and waiting. And I knew I was not alone in my tale, for others had spoken of similar encounters, of unseen presences that paralleled their steps, of whispers in the wind that only the forest dwellers could understand.

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Spring 2016

In the spring of 2016, I was sitting watching TV when, during the commercials, which I had muted, I heard a telepathic voice. It said, ‘You are an Oracle’.

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Summer 2016, Timescapes of a giant:

In the heart of the bustling metropolis, a weary soul yearned for escape. I, a man consumed by the city’s relentless din, craved solace in the embrace of nature. One fateful Friday, i fled the concrete jungle, seeking refuge in the ancient woods.

As i traversed the dusty logging roads, the scent of wildflowers and pine needles filled my lungs, reviving my spirit. The city’s cacophony gave way to the gentle serenade of birdsong and rustling leaves. The trees, like sentinels of the wild, stood watch, their branches stretching towards the sky like nature’s own cathedral.

My footsteps led me to a secluded lake, where the water’s glassy surface reflected the heavens above. As night descended, a million twinkling lights kindled the sky, and the forest floor came alive with the soft glow of fireflies. In this enchanted realm, my tent became a sanctuary, a haven from the world’s turmoil.

But the forest held secrets, and i was about to uncover them. As i drifted into slumber, a strange, buzzing energy coursed through my body, and i found himself transported to a realm beyond the veil. The trees, the rocks, and the creatures all shimmered with an ethereal light, as if the very essence of the universe had been distilled into this mystical place.

A gentle giant, with eyes aglow like embers, emerged from the shadows. His voice, a soft breeze carrying the whispers of the ancients, spoke directly to my heart. “Brother, we teach you now.” And with that, the mysteries of the universe unfolded before me like a lotus blooming in the sun.

In this realm, time and space were fluid, and my spirit soared on the wings of a brilliant light orb, traversing galaxies and nebulae, witnessing the cosmic dance of creation. The giant’s wisdom echoed through the expanse, “All is one… Our people can see this.”

As the dreamlike journey concluded, i found myself back in my tent, the giant’s parting words still resonating within me: “Stay strong, shine, we love you.” And with that, the giant vanished, leaving behind only the faintest hint of his presence, a whisper in the wind.

I emerged from my tent, reborn, my heart afire with a newfound sense of purpose. The forest, once a refuge, had become a sacred place, a reminder of the magic that lay just beyond the edge of reality. As i made my way back to the world, i knew that i would carry the giant’s wisdom with me, a beacon guiding me through the turmoil, a reminder to always choose the path of the heart.

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October 2016

In the first week of October 2016, I was enthralled by the breathtaking majesty of Lake Superior, a place that never fails to leave me in awe. The wild, untamed beauty of its freestone rivers, mossy forests, and untracked beaches, teeming with millions of multicolored stones, is a true natural wonder. The thrill of hiking through the rugged terrain, surrounded by the sights and sounds of the wilderness, is exhilarating. And the fishing? Catching chrome Rainbow Trout and Coho Salmon on the fly, amidst the rocky bluffs of an inland ocean, is the icing on the cake.

But it’s not just the natural beauty that draws me in it’s the presence of our mysterious friends, the People of the Forest. My brother and I were fortunate enough to experience their presence once again, with the usual wood knocks, stick breaks, and even knocks and slaps on the cottage door and walls.

The last night was particularly unforgettable. We witnessed a stunning UFO sighting – a bright, star-like object that flashed and moved across the sky, tracking our path and diving down over us with an intense brightness. We watched in awe as it ascended and repositioned itself in the southeastern sky, leaving us starstruck and wonder-filled.

And if that wasn’t enough, when I went inside to grab a jacket, and a bundle of herbs – rosemary and thyme, had left a brought as a gift for the forest people. As soon as i placed the bundle of herbs down beside the edge of the forest, that feeling that followed. Intense buzzing, goosebumps, and a sense of overwhelming love and friendship, its quite indescribable.i heard something large move closer to me in the dark woods. I spent the night sitting with my larger-than-life forest friend, feeling a deep connection and wonder that I’ll never forget.

That morning, I was awokened by two knocks on the side of the cottage at 4am.

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January 2017

In the chill of January 2017, I embarked on a solo winter camping odyssey, surrendering to the whispers of the wild. The sasquatchs call of “come” echoed in my mind, beckoning me to venture forth. I yielded to the allure, driving two hours to the nearest Sasquatch sanctuary. The night sky was a canvas of crystal clarity, a celestial showcase of twinkling stars. I settled on the forest’s edge, candles aglow, on a windless night, casting a warm, golden light on the snow-kissed landscape.

With a gentle query, ‘Brother, are you here?’ I awaited a response. Suddenly, four loud SNAPS of splintering wood completely encircled me, accompanied by an electrifying hum of energy. I rose, inviting the unknown to ‘come meet me.’ The reply, a gentle whisper on the wind, “We want to meet you.” I sat in stillness, meditating, as the telepathic words ceased. This left me with a symphony of understanding and new sense of wonder on when this ‘meeting’ might happen.

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February 2017, path of a wild sage.

I embark on a dreamlike journey through a dense forest, accompanied by a gentle giant, a wise and powerful Sasquatch. As we navigate treacherous terrain, the giant leads me to a hidden entrance in a rock wall, revealing a vast cavern. Inside, we find a peaceful community of Sasquatch families, each engaged in various activities. The giant guide brings me to a revered elder, a wise and compassionate Sasquatch sitting in meditation. A brilliant white orb of light enters the cavern, settling into the elder’s chest, radiating unconditional love. I feel a deep connection, and my own heart is filled with sparks of light, symbolizing my soul. The Sasquatch elder shares wisdom, encouraging me to connect with my heart, listen to my soul, and remember the light within. The dream ends with me feeling alive, connected, and grateful, as i realize this is a promise of profound reflections and visions to come.

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September 2017

In the hazy glow of the garage, i was smoking a cigarette one evening. A sudden command resonated within the chambers of my mind: “STOP SMOKING”, a deep, masculine voice, its origin unknown, yet its presence unmistakable. The unexpected interruption stirred a sense of wonder, and i put out the cigarette, went inside and sought answers, inquiring aloud, “Who is this?”

The enigmatic voice replied, “Go there,” and instantly, a vivid picture unfolded in my mind’s eye: a tranquil hill, adorned with a few sentinel trees, beckoned. I know where to go, the nearby park, compelled by this unseen force, I go there. I wandered up the hill, posing the question once i got to the top, “Are you here?” The stillness was suddenly shattered by a resounding “SNAP” as a sturdy branch surrendered to an unseen hand, its cracking echo reverberating through the windless night.

Seated upon the hill, i surrendered to the mystery, allowing meditation to quiet my mind. And then, the voice spoke once more, its words a gentle breeze rustling the leaves of my soul: “Write, speak, sing with your heart.” In gratitude, i acknowledged the enigmatic presence, assuming it to be the whispers of a Sasquatch, a guardian of the wild.

Inspired by the encounter, i returned home, and for seven days, the words flowed like a river, pouring from my heart onto the page, a testament to the power of the unknown, and the magic that lies just beyond the edge of our everyday world.

Finding a muse is like unlocking a deep well of creativity within. It’s the spark that sets your imagination ablaze, guiding you to produce your best work. Whether it’s a person, place, or experience, your muse is the catalyst that inspires you to dream big, push boundaries, and bring your ideas to life. So, keep searching, stay curious, and remain open to the world around you.

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October 2017

My brother and I embarked on a seven-day odyssey, immersing ourselves in the untamed beauty of Lake Superior’s north shore. We spent our days camping, hiking, and fishing, surrounded by the majestic splendor of nature. On our final evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, my brother Mike retired to our tent, leaving me to bask in the stillness of the night. I chose to remain outside, sitting in contemplative silence, and surrendering to the tranquility of the forest.

As I meditated, the darkness was suddenly pierced by the sound of heavy, bipedal footsteps, drawing closer with each passing moment. My heart raced with anticipation as the unknown presence halted its approach, mere feet away. I closed my eyes, assuming it to be a sasqustch and in the next instant, a gentle hand rested upon my shoulder, sending shivers down my spine. The soft touch was accompanied by an intense, electrifying sensation, as if the very fabric of the universe had been stirred.

And then, a miraculous vision unfolded before my closed eyes. The forest, in all its majesty, was bathed in an ethereal, white luminescence. Trees, plants, moss, and rocks were all aglow, their essence infused with an otherworldly light. I was no longer a separate entity, but an integral part of the cosmos, united with the very spirit of nature. Time stood still as I basked in this sublime state, my being merging with the celestial glow that enveloped all.

The mystical hand, still resting on my shoulder, slowly lifted, and my vision gradually returned to normal as I opened my eyes. I was left awestruck, the only sound being the soft, deliberate footsteps of the mysterious creature, disappearing into the darkness, leaving behind a sense of wonder that would stay with me forever.

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October 31st 2017, Game of Marbles. (See longer version)

I will briefly describe a profound spiritual experience with a sasquatch, an ancient sage and shaman. I felt a sense of comfort, peace, and connection, accompanied by physical sensations like goosebumps and shivers. I closed my eyes and sat quite in meditation, a elder sasquatch appears and we engage in a game of marbles, symbolizing the journey of the soul. This elder shares wisdom about the nature of the universe, the Great Creator, and the interconnectedness of all things. He emphasizes the importance of respecting the physical body, listening to inner guidance, and cultivating love and compassion. I feel a deep sense of empathy and connection to humanity, and the teacher encourages me to nurture my inner light and soul growth.

This elder goes on to explain, the universe is vast and contains numerous life forms and civilizations, some of which are scientifically, spiritually, and technologically advanced. Earth is a unique planet with diverse life forms and has been aided by benevolent star nations to promote biological diversity and spiritual growth. These star nations respect free will and coexistence, and have guided human evolution. However, there are also malevolent star nations that seek control and power, and have attempted to impose their rule on Earth. They have infiltrated human society, promoting greed, materialism, and conflict, and have manipulated humans subconsciously.

Humanity is at a critical crossroads and must choose to wake up and exercise free will or submit to control. Discernment and unity are crucial to reclaim sovereignty and avoid a dystopian future where humans become controlled cyborgs.

The experience was a powerful reminder of the divine nature of the universe and the importance of living with love and compassion in a natural state.