I just got back from ancient Chaco Canyon, where I spent the night HOPING to see the Milky Way (Chaco Culture National Hisoric Park is an official “dark sky” location) and meteor shower…but…the weather did not cooperate at all. It was cloudy and rainy all day and night. Finally, this morning when I was leaving, it got sunny. Pffffft!
Now, I’ve been to Chaco twice before during daytime…but this time was different. Granted, after hearing that a Santa Fe friend knows a gal who had a spirit visitation not long ago at Chaco that turned her instantly psychic, I did have a bit of spiritual experience envy. I did hope that something cool would happen. (Be careful what you ask for.) During the drive to Chaco, I got an 11:11 on my car’s clock. That was a sign. Then, when I glanced at the map, it showed that the turn off Highway 550 was across from a convenience store at mile marker 112.5. I happened to glance at my odometer that had been reset when I stopped for gas in Espanola, and it read EXACTLY 112.5 miles. Then I KNEW something was going on. I also got a 555 (changes are coming) and when I arrived back home today, this car in front of me (I took a picture to prove it) had the vanity plate 7777777!
Anyway, upon arriving at Chaco Canyon and the campground, I clearly felt strong energy like I’ve never noticed before. I almost felt like I was vibrating. Granted, everything DOES vibrate, but this was palpable. Despite the cruddy weather, I enjoyed exploring all the ancient ruins from people who lived there from around 850 – 1,250 AD…and then mysteriously vanished. There was this powerful silence at one point, and I could almost feel the people who used to live there. At one point, I thought I heard something in the wind…but then dismissed it as “nothing”…which I probably shouldn’t have done. You are not allowed inside the kivas, but I really wished I could have gone inside one and meditated for a while. Years ago, standing atop the Sandia Mountains overlooking Albuquerque, I suddenly realized I was listening to a pow-wow. Then I thought, “Wait a minute. How am I hearing a pow-wow up here at 10,678 feet?!” I had literally heard history. Sylvia Browne used to call this type of thing an “imprint”.
I met great people at the campground, including quite a few Californians. People who camp are just cool people, in general. One really nice retired couple showed me around their cute teardrop trailer ( I want one!) and told me how tons of people are fleeing California again due to how expensive it is, etc., and that they are planning on moving to Cortez, Colorado. We then talked about how Northern NM through Southern CO is a magical zone. You can see their cute camper here: Teardrop
This was me inside Ruby, my red Honda Fit. I’m too lazy to deal with tents, so I just sleep in my car. She has “magic seats” and is an awesome car…got 43.7 mpg on this trip. Now, I was in a safe, official campground, but when I’m just out in the woods on my own, I also feel safer in a car as opposed to tent. I had trouble sleeping because I didn’t make the back end squishy enough, so it took me HOURS to actually fall asleep. Plus, I kept glancing outside hoping there’d be a miracle and the clouds would go away so I could see planets and stars by the gazillions. At one point, I did have a glimmer of hope, as the moon did move between clouds enough that I could see it. But, nope, couldn’t see any stars or meteors. This one other Californian woman traveling alone said this morning that she did see a couple of shooting stars at one point during the night. Quite frankly, after what happened to me, they may NOT have been shooting stars!
I had a VERY detailed, VERY vivid dream last night when I did finally fall asleep that I’m 99% sure was not a dream. Either I was abducted again last night, or at the least, suddenly recalled a past event. But, I think it happened last night because of physical symptoms I’ve had today. I don’t remember most of the “dream” now, but can recall fragments of me being face to face with a female extraterrestrial, who I think was Alora. At least, that name was instantly in my head. (Alora came through a Ouija Board back in 2002 when I used it with my channeling teacher to try to find out who my main spirit guide was. Everyone else in the class got normal spirit guides, but of course I had an ET show up. Ha!) I remember she was solid yet see-through like she wasn’t solid. It’s really hard to explain. I could see things inside her…and she was almost gelatinous. I think she realized her rather unusual (to a human) appearance was distracting me, and morphed into a more human looking being. Actually, she morphed into Charlize Theron. Good choice! She was tall, slim, and blonde and really looked like Charlize. She let it be known that now is the time. (When she came through the Ouija Board in 2002…speaking on the behalf of a group…she had said that they wanted to work with me, and that I needed to research them and let them know if I was willing to help. She had said they were Plejarans i.e. Pleiadians.) It’s time for me to work with her people. Then all I can remember is that they did medical work on my digestive system (which is awful) and my female system (which, at 50, is having its own annoying issues) like they were trying to get me in better shape for the work I am to do. I remember saying, “But what about my neck?!” (I’ve had a 24/7 headache and neck pain with nerve damage in my face since severe whiplash on Oct. 1, 1995 that 100+ doctors and healers have not been able to figure out or fix.) For some reason, they didn’t want to work on that. Hmmm….and that’s the WORST of my issues. I wish I could recall more of what happened as the event lasted for quite a while and was very intricate, but it’s gone from my memory. What I will say is that when I woke up this morning, I had to go doo-doo BAD. Is that TMI? I barely made it to the bathroom. Plus, my mouth tasted horribly metallic. In fact, right now, many hours later, it is still grossly metallic tasting. I am not enjoying my afternoon coffee because it tastes gross due to the fact my mouth tastes like I’ve been sucking on the fender of a Buick. Blech. Not to jinx myself, but my daily digestive woes are seemingly better today. I hope they did fix that!
We’ll see what happens next. I have to admit that at one point during the night I had this STRONG feeling that there were extraterrestrials around and had to force myself to look out my car windows. I was sure, because the feeling was so strong, that I’d see faces looking into my car…and felt scared. I know, I know. I channel ETs so why would I be afraid? But, channeling them is one thing. Being taken up in a UFO is something else when you don’t know what is going to happen to you.
For those who have a lot of time to kill, I’ve uploaded 204 photos that I took while driving to, at, and driving from Chaco Canyon yesterday and today. You can view them here: Abiquiu, Chaco Canyon, and Highway 96 Photos
And here are three Instagram videos I took today while heading home.
Pretty Highway 96: https://www.instagram.com/p/BXs6_0CHs2T/
Abiquiu Lake: https://www.instagram.com/p/BXs6ky5nTJV/
Abiquiu Gorgeous View: https://www.instagram.com/p/BXs9zQiH4Wy/