ANCIENT VOICES Reported by Nevada Belle Woman Celt: Hey, I have a thought for your newsletter. Man Celt: Goody. Woman Celt: You seem to have the Las Vegas area covered fairly well...at least from what I've been reading...how about an editorial type article...taking a story that's circulating and cutting the chaff from the wheat? Man Celt: Know what I wonder about? Woman Celt: What's that? Man Celt: Your big ol' pyramid down there. Woman Celt: There are a lot of stories floating around town about it. Woman Celt: Supposedly, it's not facing magnetic north. Man Celt: Do folks inside report any weird sensations? Woman Celt: I can't stand going in it...I get dizzy and nauseous after about 10 minutes or so. Woman Celt: It's very...oppressive, like the energy is being forced downward...like a spiritual wind shear. Woman Celt: However, some of my friends like it...so I guess it depends on who you ask. Woman Celt: Supposedly, it's foundation is sinking, cracking, or shifting, depending on what story you believe. Woman Celt: And one thing my friends and I have noticed, a proliferation of seagulls. We've been noticing them for the last two years. Man Celt: Uh-ohhhh--earthquake Woman Celt: The lake is twenty miles away...the Pacific Ocean is approximately 250...you tell me. Man Celt: Uhhhh....RUN! Woman Celt: Plus I recently found out that Las Vegas sits on one of the largest underground river systems in the world. Woman Celt: I'm thinking within the next 8-10 years time to find a new place to live permanently...my alarm system hasn't gone off yet, so I'm not worried. Woman Celt: You ever been to Red Rocks at night? Very eerie...during the day it's fine...but at night...whole different demeanor. Woman Celt: I remember you telling me about Atlatl Rock, have you ever listened to the petroglyphs? Man Celt: Talked to Mouse--heard o' him? Woman Celt: No, who is he? Man Celt: Mouse was a renegade Indian Shaman that hid out at Valley of Fire--was shot by Feds in 1800's. Woman Celt: That's right...Mouse's Tank. Woman Celt: The pool where he was able to get water. Man Celt: His stronghold is now called Mouse's Kettle--a weird spring up there. Woman Celt: Mineral spring, isn't it? Man Celt: Yeah. Woman Celt: Supposedly good for the brain if you soak in it. Man Celt: Went there---heard Mouse's whisperings. Woman Celt: Someone talks to me when I'm there. Man Celt: Poor tweaked Kento. Woman Celt: Can't put a sex on the voice though...it's so soft...more like murmurs... uh uh...you just live between dimensions that's all. :) Woman Celt: You are on the crossroads. Man Celt: Yeah, that's it by gum. Woman Celt: Had an interesting visitor (consciousness) stop by my home last night. Man Celt: Whooo? Woman Celt: Small man broad shouldered with a full Lincoln type beard...no mustasche... grey hair with streaks of strawberry blond, blue eyes...very old...just watching us, not doing or saying anything...at least that is how he manifested himself. Woman Celt: Aura was white-gold. Woman Celt: Almost looked like he had a cloak on. Man Celt: Aha----an angel. Woman Celt: He felt protective. Woman Celt: He had lots of lines on his face, very craggy. Woman Celt: Good, strong character in his face. Man Celt: We share this world with other beings--including angels. Man Celt: Need more feathery-flappers dropping by that's fer sure. Woman Celt: I know...but I'm sometimes unsure of what to think of them...if it feels bad I make it leave. He didn't feel bad at all. I wanted to talk to him but was in the middle of a crisis with my roommate Woman Celt: And I agree [feathery-flappers dropping by]. Man Celt: Beats the heck out of Greys and Lizardszzzz. Woman Celt: NOOOO kidding. Woman Celt: My youngest daughter couldn't even look at the book Communion with the Grey on the front without jumping out of her skin. Woman Celt: I want to do some research on the ancient legends about the Las Vegas Valley... lots of energy here...vortexes especially. Man Celt: Know what? Woman Celt: Somebody once told me that the White Apache believe this valley is alive... that the trees follow you and the rocks watch your every move...saw one of the energy spirals once...fascinating. Woman Celt: Beautiful graphics this month [cyberspace ORBIT] I LOVE wolves. Man Celt: Uh-ohhh a wolflady. Woman Celt: I had an awesome meditation once where a family of wolves adopted me into their pack. Man Celt: Know what? Woman Celt: And the Alpha female let her puppies crawl all over me. Woman Celt: What? Woman Celt: And the Alpha male lead me to a cave where a Native American woman was staring into what appeared to be flames but turned out being a mass of quartz crystals...she looked at me, said nothing, then looked back down at the crystals. Man Celt: You ain't the only one running with wolves--this is reported widely--once had a girlfriend like that--practically had to tie her up at night. Woman Celt: She silently invited me to look into them...when I did, it lead me to a pyramid...and the whole time during the walk to the cave and the pyramid...a desert eagle was flying overhead, crying out. You should see me at night. Woman Celt: And full moons...I go nuts. Woman Celt: Hiiiiigggghhh energy, very edgy. Woman Celt: I have more energy in the afternoons and at night than during the day. Woman Celt: My youngest daughter is a wolf child too. Man Celt: Uhhh-ohhhh, see all your normal disciplined self breaks out. Woman Celt: Tell me about it. Woman Celt: You should hear me howl...sort of freaky actually...once had a blind medicine man tell me I was a shape changer. Man Celt: My girfriend, Valerie, the Wolf we called her, was a PhD in Psychiatry. Woman Celt: When I was a girl I use to become a horse and a dolphin...and I'm pursuing my degree in Psychology...there has to be a link. Woman Celt: I sometimes scare myself when I let go. Man Celt: Tell you, it's Irish, Valerie was strong Celt too. Woman Celt: I'm wild...not bad...just untamable, I think...you think so? I'm also thinking it's the NA too...both so connected to earth. Man Celt: Yep. Man Celt: Know what else? Woman Celt: What? Man Celt: Had two IMs drop in just now--all IRISH-- Woman Celt: Funny thing is I'm listening to flute/drum music right now...along with synthesizers. Woman Celt: We certainly know how to find each other Woman Celt: lol Woman Celt: It's the How the West was Lost soundtrack Woman Celt: Volume Two Man Celt: Lot of new Irish--Celtic sound rock groups now---some really COOL music. Woman Celt: I know...have you heard of the Coors...a song called Runaway...makes me shiver. Man Celt: COORS--YESSS--have their CD right here. Woman Celt: Love them have to get it and I have all sorts of Celtic music. Woman Celt: Time to share the wisdom you have acquired. I'm a good listener. Man Celt: Would share wisdom if I can remember it. Man Celt: See if it works---ask a question. Woman Celt: Let me think of a good one. Man Celt: Yin and yang power here. Woman Celt: What did you think of the meditation? It was very powerful. Man Celt: Know what? Reading.... Woman Celt: Oh...k...I'll be quiet now...hehe. Man Celt: Ahem, about to spout forth interpretation, ready? Woman Celt: Yep. Man Celt: Doesn't need interpretation, know why? Woman Celt: Why? Man Celt: Actually happened, that's why. Man Celt: You seee---double-ahem... Woman Celt: Funny you should say that cause I felt like I stepped out of my body. Man Celt: This idea of interpreting dreams and visions reflects our cultural over-attachment to the physical, which in itself is just a deeper dream and.... Woman Celt: Okay...makes sense. Man Celt: When you dream or meditate sumpthin... Man Celt: Which by the way you spend most of yer mortal existence doing....think about it....how often are you internal in a 24 hour cycle? Woman Celt: A dream is just another reality that you focus on...always believed that. Woman Celt: And valid point [re: 24 hour cycle]. Man Celt: What you are doing is moving away from this temporary protoplasm state--and edging closer to what you actually are. Woman Celt: Agreed. Man Celt: By the way, I've likewise been in that crystal cave. Man Celt: It's Druidic. Woman Celt: Oh really...but the woman looked Native...then again...that's how I perceived her. Woman Celt: She could have been dark Irish too. Man Celt: Same thing, we were all once tribal and connected telepathically before...er...the Fall. Woman Celt: True. Man Celt: The Celtic clans and the Sioux nation shared the same astral powwows, so to speak. Man Celt: When we lived in the er..."hoop." Woman Celt: Oh really? I've always had a fascination for the Sioux...they were about the last tribe to fall...very, very brave. Man Celt: The wolves are our familiars--the power to "travel"- Wolf Clan. Woman Celt: Is that my connection then? Man Celt: Yep--Belle be wolf. Woman Celt: ...LOL...as we speak. Woman Celt: Then what the hell am I? Woman Celt: How do I tie it all together? Man Celt: You be DeDanaan Woman Celt: Why does that sound like it has an awful lot of responsibility to it? Man Celt: I kin see it in you clear as a....er...Belle. Woman Celt: lol...cute...:). Man Celt: Have to unnerstand something..... Woman Celt: So teach me more about myself...if you have the time and patience to deal with my sometimes scattered thoughts...what's that? Man Celt: These...er...abilities...dreams...vision....know what they are? Woman Celt: Part of the Two Sights? Man Celt: Ready for the amazing truth? Woman Celt: Lay it on me Man Celt: These...er...abilities...dreams...vision....know what they are? They are NORMAL! Woman Celt: Finally, I have been vindicated! Man Celt: These are human-birthright abilities that have been lost by a false culture based on thingness. Man Celt: WE WERE ALL THIS WAY on a wink ago in time. Woman Celt: Good point... Man Celt: However... Woman Celt: Yes? Man Celt: In both the NA tradition and the Celtic, the elders sought out individuals that had the sight in big force--would train them. Man Celt: Some were trained as warriors, some SEERS--it's there but in different manifestations all linking together in a weave--seen those Celtic er.. designs---the knotted patterns? Woman Celt: Yes...and interesting you should say that...I want a tatto on my right shoulder blade of a small unicorn head with a blue eye and golden horn with a Celtic knot as a necklace around its neck Woman Celt: And a small shield with the healing bear and two feathers on my left shoulder blade. Man Celt: That's me, BEAR. Man Celt: When I went into sweat they [Bill, the Doc (medicine-person)], identified me as bear, made me sit by the Bear door which is a false door sewn into the canvas shroud. Man Celt: Meanwhile, for years before that I traveled as Bear. Man Celt: Bear and wolf are allies. Woman Celt: Why did they do that? What was the purpose? Man Celt: They saw it in me---Bill, the Doc (medicine-person) is strong magic. Woman Celt: Okay...so if you were leading a sweat...what would you do with me? Just curious. Man Celt: Bill, the Doc, has the ability to follow the recently deceased into the spirit world to guide them--witnessed thatin a most touching way--really jerked my head around bigtime. Man Celt: I don't lead sweats--takes a real Doc or things can get messed-up. Man Celt: This boy on the Reservation committed suicide--Bill chased him into the spirit world and interceded for him because the boy was lost and floundering. Man Celt: Sent him into the light. Man Celt: Now that was sumpthin. Woman Celt: I'll bet it was truly beautiful. Man Celt: Truly--could almost hear the angels singing--brings tears to my old bear-eyes. Woman Celt: I've helped a couple of earthbound souls to crossover. Woman Celt: Ohhhhh...how neat...what a special gift to share with you all. Man Celt: I believe you--they will try to contact a Seeress. Man Celt: To give them a push. Woman Celt: Just recently sent a man from a friend's apartment...he was mourning a lost child and didn't want to leave...she called me later and said now she doesn't feel like she's being watched when she makes love to her husband. Woman Celt: :) Man Celt: Good work---had that happen to me regarding a Great-Grandmother who died before I was born--she was earthbound. Woman Celt: Why did she want to stay? Man Celt: Long chain of events actually because I had to find out who she was--didn't know at first--had to go to Utah and ask some extremely tricky questions without being tossed in the loony bin. Man Celt: Finally one aunt confided. Woman Celt: Well, what happened? Man Celt: Found out that my Great grandfather's wife flipped out after childbirth-- they committed her to to the psycho ward for thirty years--broke her heart. Man Celt: A family-secret thingy Woman Celt: What does that mean- "flipped out"? Maybe she was just in post natal depression. Man Celt:That was her--got her name, identity--when she came through again I was able to addreess her more intimately. Man Celt: Back in those days, turn of the Century---any deviant behavior was treated roughly--they believed that mental illness was a communicable disease. Woman Celt: Savages. Man Celt: Put them in TERRIBLE PLACES! Woman Celt: I know...look at the British mental ward...I can't think of the name for the life of me...very well known though. Man Celt: Leftover from the Inquisition era. Man Celt: Bedlam Woman Celt: THAT'S IT Woman Celt: Poor woman...so she stayed here...why? Man Celt: So I explained to granny that she was earthbound--she didn't even know she was DEAD! Woman Celt: Good grief! Man Celt: AMAZING--she passed away in 1915 Woman Celt: All that time. Man Celt: Then I said, go into the light. She did. Woman Celt: Awesome. Man Celt: Gawd, the whole room lit up bright as the sun. Woman Celt: Divine light...I'm getting tingles just thinking about it Man Celt: Hope if I get lost someone will help me. Woman Celt: I would. Man Celt: We aren't trained to die--our culture is in great danger in that respect. Woman Celt: I know. Man Celt: We don't even talk about it. Man Celt: Taboo.