Rocks thrown in water, by K. Don Munson from Virginia

Rocks thrown in water, by K. Don Munson from Virginia:

Hello SunBow, I have commented recently about my experiences here in Virginia. I so appreciate your works and was enjoying the Strange Road post with Thomas Johnson when Thomas mentioned a few things that really struck a chord with me.

First, his comment about how he doesn’t expect to see any Sasquatch near his home due to the fact that he is a hunter. I have read many accounts of hunters having encounters with them so it seemed strange that he would assume that he won’t have one although he may be thinking that due to the ‘fact’ that he may always carry a firearm, which might make them weary of interacting with him. He seems like the kind of person who would be trusted to not just open fire on an innocent creature, as he mentioned that he hunts for food. His demeanor in the interview is admirable and he seems very grounded.

The second thing; and I was only a short ways into the video due to the terrible signal I have here and constant buffering using the cell phone to access the internet; he mentions rocks being thrown from far away and even out of the clear blue sky. My previous post described several similar incidents I have had here near my home where I do a lot of paddling near a fairly large wilderness. These incidents were at first alarming and once the ontological shock wore off, exhilarating and uplifting.

I had to make a trip to Washington state last week to assist my father with his diabetes issues that he was neglecting to manage properly, which is a whole can of worms we won’t open. He almost died from a coma due to low blood sugar but is stable now and seems to manging it better.

I normally avoid showering in municipal water unless absolutely neccesary due to the chemicals that are present, so I was motivated to hike into the Anacortes Forest Lands before sunrise and bathe in the lake within the park. I was tempted to get in the ocean but prefer fresh water, so headed in and found a decent spot to step into the lake and was so overwhelmed with joy at the feel of the cold water and realized how much I missed that experience from previous visits. It had been 8 years.

While I was soaking and thinking ‘I could stay in here for hours’, a huge rock landed in the lake behind me as if in response to my thankfulness for the blessing of that space inside a town limits. This time all I felt was giddyness at the confirmation of my thankfulness with the rock splash.

The morning of my departure day, I had to make one more trip into the forest to ensure I was clean enough to sit on a plane as unoffensively as possible. I decided to try and find a spot where I had swam years earlier. Each time I stopped to contemplate which way to go, another rock was thrown to the middle of the lake. When I finally found the spot , another was thrown from directly behind me. I could actually hear the movement of you know who while they were throwing it, as though they were right above me on the bank, and hear the vegetation rustling. It certainly lifted my spirit to new heights.

The cool water and myriad different rocks, maybe 8-10 (I lost track) really set the tone for a wonderful last day in Washington. On the way back to my fathers’ house I picked a bunch of apples from multiple trees. Every variety was delectable. The neighbors all said that they were too tart but I found them exceptional.

One last note, on the way out of the forest during my first bath excursion, I was moving quickly down the trail and came upon a massive buck standing in the middle of the trail. The deer know they are safe in the town limits and he was completely at ease and only 20 feet from me. After coming to an abrupt stop I said aloud ‘Hello beautiful boy’. He looked at me making direct eye contact. I was stunned by his size and calmness.

After a minute or two I asked if I could take his picture explaining that I would have to retrieve my phone from my pack and turn it on first. The clear telepathic response was ‘The lighting is too poor to get a good picture but feel free to try’. After getting everything in order to take the pic I looked at the screen and sure enough, it was as if he just blended into the landscape.

The buck walked towards me making gentle cooing noises as if to say ‘Just enjoy the moment’. So I did. He walked right up to within 10 feet of me so I could admire him more closely and then slowly turned and browsed his way into the forest. I stood there amazed by his stoicness and then started to move down the trail again and walked right past where he had been standing and the musky smell he left behind was quite pleasant as I walked through it.

Thanks for all you do for all creatures and I am happy to see you’ve been a bit more active on scenic recently. We all appreciate you immensely. Blessings, K

SunBôw’s reply:

Greetings K. Don, Thanks for reaching out and sharing your experience and feedback with our readers on SCENIC.

To answer your questions, first regarding Thomas’s excellent interview. Indeed, I can attest for having visited him seven weeks ago that Thomas is a highly conscious man with a great connection with Nature and Spirit. His statement about guns reflects his awareness of energies, as indeed carrying weapons and especially firearms give at first sight hints of a planned killing.

Any animal will notice if a human carries a weapon and they will act accordingly and flee, and if they do, even more so smarter beings. The Forest Elders are also the protectors of Nature, they have at times frightened away from sensitive areas some logging or hunting parties, namely by throwing rocks or logs that seem to never hit anyone, as they are meant as warnings to scare away rather than intended to harm. Yet they can read the intentions and recognize someone who hunts for food with respect for the animals.

So Thomas is right in stating that being a hunter might keep them at bay. However, I can attest from being told first hand that the local clan knows him well and they appreciate the monument he carved to honor them and to raise public awareness about these mysterious mystical relatives of ours, as well as the ceremonies taking place there. The interdimensional Elders see us even if we don’t see them and they know our heart, they watch over us and can be present during ceremonies and quests. I’m sure Thomas has a strong connection with them and it is no coincidence if he carved likely the largest Sasquatch wooden statue on the planet, that I know of anyways, which I had the blessing to see recently and be asked to bless it with a Sasquatch chant.

This simple knowledge about how weapons interfere with encounters comes from mutiple observations from various long time experiencers. For example, if you had been carrying a gun when you met the buck, the encounter would surely not have been this close and trusting. Sasquatch are known to manifest through animals, as many experiencers have noticed and I for one have had encounters that were unmistakably clear about their influence and message.

However, animals can also be great teachers, since Spirit is everywhere and consciousness makes everything. They have shamans among their tribes that can teach us secrets humans can’t. Such animals often manifest around Sasquatch, as if they work together, along with orbs and other Nature spirits.

One of the most precious teachings the Sasquatch has been teaching me and others is precisely to learn how to develop our spiritual connection with Nature and all Her children, our plant and animal relatives, to feel at peace and confortable in Her midst like at home, abandon fear towards other life forms and let Her beauty, magic and secrets educate our soul in its growth.

Among all the knowledge shared, if only this part was understood and applied, it would suffice to summarize all the other teachings combined. This rekindling of our ancient spiritual connection with all life starts from the heart, requires an open mind and goodwill, and it develops with efforts, practice and patience. But this interconnectedness remains the most important key, to remember our place in the circle of life in the universe, to help define our role as caretakers on a healing journey, and to build ever deeper and stronger peaceful spiritual relations in all dimensions.

Finally, concerning the rocks thrown in the water, coincidentally yesterday, I was just commenting on a post on social media about this topic, that my son and a friend had a similar experience of rocks thrown into a river in Texas, like the author had written. This phenomenon has been reported and associated with Sasquatch since ancient Native times. Like wood knocks or trees shaken and broken, it is another of their energetic signatures that makes it clear as to who is there doing it, since nobody or nothing else could do the same.

As mentioned above, it can be used at times as a warning to repel intruders or fend off attackers. A special instance worthy of mention is the case when in 1823, Patrick Logan’s squad of soldiers and convicts attacked the tribes with cannons in the Deebing Creek area, by the Brisbane River in southeast Queensland. It was reported that boulders were thrown at the attackers out of the bush, while the Original tribes had nothing close to a catapult, but they explained that the Yowies protected them and their sacred homeland.

Thus, the rock throwing is usually a defensive move, yet it appears also that in other times it can be a form of greeting. The message perceived depends mostly on the attitude of the recipient. For instance, since you welcomed that gesture peacefully and joyfully, for you it was a clear sign of their presence and a nice message like a greeting, like those of us who know them as friends would have felt. This is the right attitude to allow the encounters to evolve.

Hoping these lines can be helpful in your quest and understanding.

Best blessings on your Earth walk…