Mt. Shasta 2016

 

The weekend of September 9, 2016, I arrived at Mt. Shasta to meet my friend who came down from Canada.  She only speaks English but at the end of the weekend she said the experience there was incredible and that she definitely wanted to return.

 

We decided to camp out.  Friday night I was trying to direct two friends of mine who were coming from Los Angeles but they got lost and didn't end up arriving until Saturday morning.  It gets totally pitch black up there and if you don't get there while it's still daylight, it's very difficult to see anything at night.  But Friday night Gonzalez was giving a speech and during the speech my friends called and it was really embarrasing when the cell phone went off  and so I hurried out in the darkness - as I was waiting for a call back, I looked up to the sky above and took one photo and seemed to capture something up in the sky, but it was super high up.  Once I rejoined the group, people claimed they saw a sphere approach and station itself high above near some pines.  Gonzalez at one point confirmed that it was not a satellite. 

 

On Saturday night he got a message from the beings who told him that they could not open a portal this year (Xendra) because someone was watching.  I took this to mean the military.  However, they said that working with their friends who reside in the mountain, that they would send each of us our divine cosmic name, which is a name that matches your unique vibration. 

 

In years past, there were people who came to Shasta who heard their name, saw their name or dreamnt their name.  I had not and was super exicted at the prospect of finally hearing my name.  We had done a meditation.  They said to stand by and that from a microphone inside the mounta in Peru, they would work with their friends inside Mt. Shasta to dictate the names and that we would hear the name in our left ear.  Grant Cameron pointed out that it makes sense that would be the left ear because that means it's being interpreted by the right-brain, which is the creative mind.  So sure enough, I heard a sound, clear as day, but the thing is that it sounded like a Chinese name or the type of sound a Chinese person would make when speaking.  It was quick, one syllable.  Gonzalez' name, for example, is Nordac, and mine was not anything like that. 

 

Then they said that they would give to each of us a gift and that it would be placed in our left hand.  They said to extend our palms upward and that we would feel something placed in the palm of our hand.  Sure enough, I felt something the size of a walnut get magnetically deposited into my left hand.  It was such a trip.  It's hard to explain but on Saturday night, I was sitting in a chair and I just kind of felt like Gonzalez was super close.  Like his presence was sujper close to where I was.  I don't know how to explain it.  It's almost as if we were standing in a magnetic line or something. 

 

Another amazing thing that happened either Saturday or Sunday was that a guy from Mt. Shasta who speaks only English showed up at the mountain.  It was crazy.  He sid that in a dream he had seen Ricardo Gonzalez' face clear as day and that a voice told him that he needed to come to Mt. Shasta and work with him for PEACE.  This gentleman had lived in India and while in India had studied the work of Russian contactee, Nicholas Roerich.  Here is a link to the video, which shows him speaking to our group:

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iGUViOt91eQ

 

 It was really quite incredible.  The other incredible thing was that throughout the weekend, I would be standing at a certain spot, talking to my friend, and a car with locals would stop and ask me who we were and what we were doing.  This happened a total of three times, and each time I explained that we were gathered there for PEACE and the people were really happy and then drove off.  So between this guy showing up at the mountain and the people, it just left us with the feeling that this movement is growing and that PEACE can be achieved.  We CAN change the timeline. 

 

On Monday, my friend and I decided to stay at a motel.  We were sitting on a curb contemplating where to stay and we struck up a conversation with two homeless gentlemen.  One of them was totally in the zone and we started totally talking and next thing you know he brings up Enoch!  And that weekend I had given my friend The Book of Knowledge:  The Keys of Enoch.  It was all pretty incredible.  I was happy to be able to help them out with a money before we took off, but seriously that guy was so in the zone that I am hoping we run into him again next time I visit Mt. Shasta.  He was ready for whatever the future holds.  That was the impression I got.  He is probably more ready than any of us. 

 

At the motel something strange happened.  I was happy to finally brush my hair and shower after three days of camping and as I was brushing my hair, I heard something fall on the bathroom floor, like when pepples hit the floor, it was that kind of sound.  So I decide to gather them up to see what they were.  They were these seeds.  They looked like little tiny blueberries.  But the weird thing was there were 7.  7 seeds.  I showed them to my friend and to a couple of friends when I got back to work.  I meant to put them in a glass vial.  One of my friends told me to bury them but for some reason I wanted to put them in a vial.  I had them wrapped in a tissue.  I think I dropped my purse, I don't know.  But I misplaced the tissue and have been unable to find them.  I felt like it was a message.  Like plant the seeds for what will be.