2/23/2006 12:18:01 P.M. Pacific Standard Time
OK, Kent, here goes.
What I describe herewith is my experience, from my perspective. I
have no perception of "creating" these weird experiences I
have....they just pop up now and then, I record them and invariably
they seem to dove-tail into your research. I do not know the
meaning, and if you can lend to my understanding, I would very much
appreciate the insight.
On Tuesday, I was in Collinsville, Ill, in a hotel room, reading the
Kolbrin. This was a very rare opportunity for myself to take time to
read, by myself. I was sitting in the sunlight, as the room had a
wonderful large window facing south and the sky was unusually clear,
or relatively, with few contrails. About 1-2 central time, I suddenly
became sleepy, and as I am a sun-lover, decided to grab a pillow and
settle in the sunlight on the floor. I did so, and in doing so,
glanced at the sun. When I shut my eyes, I then saw the "eye", which
was of turquoise "sparklies", which I'd never seen before (my
physical eyes are brown) , then was overwhemed with WAVES of glorious
color, brilliant color washes from one hue to another going from the
prevalent violet to blue to a garnet(?) back and forth, then ending
in a glorious deep gold.
I tried to repeat the experience...of course was unable to. Although
spontaneously similar "washes" happened again as I was drifting in
and out of sleeptime, lying there. I was left rather stunned and in
an altered state.
When my other finished his duties for the day, I asked if he wanted
to go to the Mounds, as they were within a mile or so, and we have
"done ceremony" several times there in the past and he seemed to very
much enjoy the experiences. It was getting rather late, but he
thought if we hopped in the car we could make sundown at the top of
So, we did so, arriving at the parking lot on the east side of the
Mound, observing a young couple headed off north to examine the
palisades recreated there. Glancing at the sun we debated if we were
going to be able to see sunset as contrails were thick, but decided
to proceed. No one else was visible in the park.
We started walking toward the mound.
(If you look at this old picture of the mound I snitched from your
site, the parking lot is on the right (east) side, well behind the
trees, beyond the scope of this picture on the right. You can barely
see the gravel path going behind the first tree, around front of the
mound to the beginning of the steps (which are now concrete painted
brown, with a steel rail up the middle for stability in walking. As
this is still winter here, bitter cold, the trees are bare.)
As I was coming along the walk, at about the point right before it
reaches the first tree in the picture, I glanced up at the sun as it
was very cold and I was debating that huge climb ahead and the
probability that the sun would actually be out. I was "struck" with a
vision in my eyesight so strong, I was no longer able to see
ordinarily. I shut my eyes, to see if I could "see" better, and was
rewarded with a "star map", very, very clear and unknown to me, as I
am not an astronomer and barely recognize anything but the large and
small dippers. The only "landmark" I could come up with was the fact
that part of it looked like one of the dippers. The "roads" inbetween
the major stars were clear straight blue/white, the major stars were
of the color of the 2 large ones in this pic (yeah, I snipped that
one too, thanks!). I was unable to open my eyes and see normallly, so
grabbed my 'other's arm for guidance and kept going as time was
growing short in the day. The word that came to mind was Pleidaies
and 7 Sisters...again....didn't compute to me. I kept trying to open
my eyes, as this is a fairly long walk and my ankles are worthless at
this point in my life, but still could not see...the star map was
getting dimmer, but the "real sight" showed a bright red where each
of the stars were, making such disparity to normal sight that I had
to keep my eyes shut.
I then glanced up at the sun again, stilll hanging onto his arm and
walking, as it had peeped out of the clouds again, and then saw
ANOTHER star map overlaid the first....this one went out from Taygeta
(as per this pic) toward the right, then down below this cluster and
slightlly left into a HUGE LIGHT that almost overcame the original
map in brilliance. Again, I was seeing red so that I couldn't see.
It wasn't until we reached the base of the mound I could see enough
to walk on my own.
We climbed up, with many breathing stops, and got to the top before
sunset, but the contrail clouds were so thick by then that we
couldn't see the sun. I had no more experience, other than getting
cold from the fierce wind at the top. We met a short, dumpy little
lady with her white hair in a bun on the way back down.
I was reminded again....that Kent Steadman was researching something
about the mounds, and that I had entertained the thought earlier than
I should have emailed and asked if he wanted a souvenir while I was
there!...but of course I didn't. Instead, I am sending you, unbidden,
this account of experience from yesterday. And no, I wasn't
"together" enough to stop and make a physical pic of what
happened...we were focused on hitting the top of the mound!
Questions welcome. D.