The trip report below covers my experiences at Mt Shasta in July, 2011. I feel blessed to have had the opportunity to go there and experience the things I did. The summary emphasizes the effect that traveling to a place with a special energy can have on one’s conscious evolution. An important thing I have learned is that Mother Earth offers us anything and everything, free for the taking. It is her gift to provide for us all that we need. Our responsibility is to get out into the forests and waters, flower meadows and mountaintops to experience and accept the gifts! Thank you to our good Earth for providing us always with everything we need: food, water, beauty, and visions. May we repay you by consciously taking better care of you and ourselves.
I decided to share my visions partly because they were so joyous… exuberant, in fact. It is fun to share joy, kind of like Christmas! Also, the intention is to encourage folks to reach these levels of pure joy more frequently. My realization is that this level of vibrant color, intense happiness and interaction with other Beings is the reality, and that the drama of everyday life is the illusion. The teachers that I am listening to at this time are saying that our number one job on Earth right now is to be HAPPY!! So, if the experiences that I am relating here can in some way help anybody to see what is possible, then that is a good thing.
July 7, 2011:
Yesterday, when we got here to Mt Shasta, late in the afternoon, we went downtown to the Visitors’ Center, to find out where to go. Once we got our bearings, we went into a little shop where room after room, was full of pretty, magical things. I was fascinated with the beautiful crystal singing bowls made with different elements (gold, platinum, diamonds and rubies, and more.) The lady has hundreds of them in her shop. They are all colors, sizes and sounds. Amazing! As I was buying a couple of items, they were closing up shop, but the lady invited me, along with a shaman woman from Australia who teaches “Female Law” and John to stay for a demonstration. So, for 1/2 hour she taught us how to use the crystal bowls. She showed how to heal the masculine/ feminine relationship; the earth/ sky connection; the head/ heart dichotomy, and much more. The sound of the bowls was so lovely to listen to and it was integrating and relaxing so that, in the end I felt completely uplifted, rested, relaxed and happy! I asked her if she could do a demonstration for our group when we come and she said of course she would. Then she told me that “Enthusiasm equals Wisdom” in a certain teaching. Finally, she proceeded to teach me how to use my standing body as a pendulum. She was very kind and helpful. Also, before she left, the Australian shaman lady invited me to go to Columbia, South America with her in August. A small group is going to meet with some Native people there who do not have much contact with the outside world, but are some sort of wisdom keepers for our earth. They live in the mountains of Columbia!
This morning we met with a man who lives in the area, a very sensitive and caring fellow. He took us to Fairy Falls, which is as magical a place as it sounds and there, he led us through a short meditation on gratitude and renewal. It was quite nice. We dipped our crown chakras into the cool, pure water and I sat in the mist of the falls as it blew through me. I felt completely cleansed and renewed, refreshed and elated to the point of being exuberant. There are fairies there, along with butterflies and tiny, lovely flowers. He told us of some other places to go. One was Sand Flats up on the flank of Mt Shasta, which is where we decided to go later.
After all this preparation, it should come as no surprise that I had the most amazing vision there. I went up on the rocky knoll where the Medicine Wheel is, overlooking Sand Flats with a spot on view on the Mountain and sat there watching the clouds form and reform over Mt Shasta for quite awhile. John was patient and waited far away. He was the only other person even in the area. After some time, I began to feel the presence of some special, extremely large white beings floating down in the meadow. I asked my guides to come and be with me and to help me connect with whatever I was supposed to experience.
Soon, my beautiful, gigantic white angel was at my left. She gathered me in her huge loving arms and before I knew it, the other Beings that were there took the shape of large, flowing white angels and we all started dancing together, floating around, in a circle. Soon, we were high up on the mountain. It was such joyous fun, dancing around with them all. After awhile, we began to form a spiral, above the mountain. The spiral extended way up high into the atmosphere. Gradually, we reversed direction and began to spiral down into the mountain. As I could see down inside the mountain, I was overwhelmed with the beauty of the gardens, the trees and the rivers. The Angels assumed smaller beings, once we were all down inside the garden fairyland: there was one fairy of each color in the rainbow. They formed a hovering line of brilliant colors, each holding hands with the color before them; one flowing extension in rainbow order and I was at the end. This stream of rainbow fairies was floating over the ground, winding through the woods and meadows. The bright fairies were showing me their beautiful world of emerald green plants, colorful flowers and exquisite birds. Many animals watched us, while tending to their daily cares. It was truly a magical garden! We came to a brilliant stream, full of crystals and light and sparkling, clear, pure water. The rainbow fairies gathered around and told me to lie down in the stream. So, I laid down on my back in the light-filled, sparkling water and crystals and I began to feel a deep connection to Mother Earth. In fact I felt like I was an integral part of Mother Earth, lying there with the effervescent golden bubbles, sparkles of crystals and clear, white, light-filled water flowing over me, through me and all around me.
As I lay there, anchored in the earth, a part of this stream of light, crystals, and sparkling water, my heart chakra began to open, as it had done once before. I remember clearly when a chrysanthemum began to bloom there. This heart flower is made out of thousands of small crystal petals of a pale, light blue color. The chrysanthemum grew bigger and rounder, with more petals, more crystals, spreading out way wider than my body. And, as I lay there, a part of the pure water system of earth, the mountain above me opened up so I could see the stars in the sky. The stars reflected the crystals in my heart, sparkling with millions of twinkles. I was then, part of the galaxy of stars, and they were part of me, as we reflected back and forth. I was connecting the earth to the stars, because I was part of the Earth and part of the sky. I have never felt such a connection before. After absorbing this crystalline connection for some time, a Medicine Man came and gently told me, in his low, rich voice that it was time to get up and take the form of a Standing Stone.
So, I rose up out of my crystal stream bed and became a standing stone, as old as the Ages. Then, while noticing every little shape of my stone, I slowly began to grow taller and taller. After a while, I was so tall, that I was coming out of the mountaintop. As the top of me came out of the mountain, I saw the sun up in the sky. I was very happy and, in order to greet it properly, I turned into a giant sunflower, laid wide open at the very top of the mountain.
Before long, I began to feel and see little tiny children with transparent wings and miniature upturned shoes, alighting on each one of my seeds. They would dance lightly and happily on their respective seed. With a soft breeze, they came, one by one, and when I had a large number of these tiny winged delights, one on each of my seeds, they began to dance in a spiral, following the design of my seeds, inward. When they formed a tight little group in the middle, I gathered my petals up around them and took them with me down into the mountain for the night, to protect them and keep them safe. In the morning, I pushed up through the hole in the mountain, opened up wide, my sunflower petals and the tiny winged children came spiraling back out, following the spiral in the seeds. After dancing around airily on their seeds for awhile, they flew off and away. This happened 4 times. I wanted to know where they went flying off to, but I was told that it was time to go get John and was done for the day! I am still completely blown away by all of this!
Then, we went swimming in the cool, clear lake.
July 8 and 9:
After my first vision on Mt Shasta I felt so full, I did not think any other thoughts or visions could possibly come to me. So, after that, the next day, I went with John to climb up Mt Eddy. From there, we could see Mt Shasta, but only if we made it to the very top (7 miles up!) All this hiking gave me time to integrate my experience from the day before. Although, I still have much to contemplate.
Following our climb, which showed us some beautiful wild flower meadows and crystalline lakes, we went to soak in the Mineral Springs, which was one of the most soothing and relaxing experiences I have ever had. The wood fired sauna followed by a jump in the crystal clear sparkling cold creek was the biggest high I can remember since my last sauna like that at the Brule River in northern Wisconsin.
The next day, we got up, with the intention of heading up to Panther Meadows and finding Panther Springs, which is easy to do by simply following the creek up the middle of Upper Panther Meadow to the head of the stream. At least, that is what we were told. So, we put on our hiking boots and headed up the mountain in our rented subaru. At Bunny Flats, we parked along with everyone else. The road was closed, from there on up due to snow, piles of it. Most everyone else parked there was involved in climbing up to the peak of Shasta and/or skiing down.
We headed up the closed road. The first couple we met walking were on their way down. The lady declared in a disappointed voice, “There is a lot of snow.” I nodded, thankful for my new water proof boots. Well, soon, we understood what she was talking about. The next and last person we met coming down was a lady with a hat on. From under the hat flowed a long, billowing lavender scarf and she was chatting happily on her cell phone, telling someone how cool it was to be in Mt Shasta. For the next mile and a half, the road was totally covered with snow and empty of people. Finally we noticed the sign on the right hand side of the road, barely sticking out of the snow that said Panther Meadows.
We had directions that indicated to take the steep road down to the right, go through some trees and you will be in Lower Panther Meadows. Then, you will see a path through the trees and go through there a short distance to Upper Panther Meadows. You will see the creek and follow it up the middle of the meadow to the spring. Well, with all that snow, there was no road, no path, no creek, no people to ask, and, we were lost. So, we just plowed off through the trees, heading upwards and south until we came to a Butte and a big avalanche field, which clearly would have been a meadow if it were not for the 12 feet of snow. Next, to find the spring. We located what must have been a streambed, judging from its position at the bottom of the draw in the big open field. Of course, there was no running water for a stream, just several feet of snow. We trudged up and down a few meadows, looking for the spring. Finally, I realized we would not find the spring on this trip and set off, instead, to find a place to commune with the Beings of the Mountain again. I was feeling very much at peace and happy and John agreed to come back in 2 hours to find me at a particular rock at the top of a rock slide, the only place that the snow had melted away from. At this point we had already been hiking through the snow up there for 3 hours. I settled myself very comfortably into the sharp rocks and became full of the sounds of all the lovely birds. I could also clearly hear the sound of a running stream. However, there was no visible sign of the stream, whatsoever.
As I pondered the idea that I would not be finding Panther Springs on this trip, I just asked the Beings of the mountain for help in understanding whatever there was to be understood by me. I did point out to them that I had gotten myself up there on a weekend in the middle of July and nobody else was there, besides John, who had vowed to leave me alone for 2 hours so that I could try to connect with them, again. Well, despite my plea for communication, nothing happened for quite awhile, besides the singing birds and the running stream, which was invisible. Yet I felt a kind of hovering energy around me, so I did not give up. Finally my big, beautiful white Angel, who can hold me in the palm of her hand if she wants to, came and lovingly gathered me up in her embrace and told me that she would show me the spring at Panther Meadows.
She held me up high over a Meadow and at the head of it was a spring. From the spring came flowers, floating out and up into the sky. There were millions of tiny flowers of every color and every variety, from lilies to roses to wild flowers; flowers that looked like stars, or like bells, or like butterflies. They continued to come forth out of the spring in an endless supply of beauty and lovely colors, and as they came out they would spread apart and grow bigger. There was a cornucopia type of effect that these flowers had, coming from the spring, small at first, spreading out and getting bigger, into the sky. After awhile, instead of flowers coming from the spring, out flew white birds, also growing bigger as they came forth. Then, came little newborn babies. Later came one baby who had darker skin. This baby still had its umbilical cord attached to the spring and as the baby came out farther into the sky, the cord just got longer and longer. Finally, there was a big bald eagle, who came flying out with a purpose, deliberately using its powerful wings to fly forward, yellow beak leading the way, with a look of determination in its eyes.
My Angel then took me to a special place where there were some (maybe, six) very large, perhaps 20 or 30 foot high, white Beings surrounded in white light, standing in a circle. They were not clearly defined because the light was so bright around them. I joined them in the circle. We stood there for a long time, silent, in the joyous white light. We really were together there for quite awhile, communing in an unthinking sort of timeless way. Then one of them became the eagle that had flown out of the spring. It was the same white Being, but with an Eagle head. I waited to see what would happen, but again, we stood silently, for quite some time in the brilliant white light. It was truly a feeling of ecstasy being in the quiet vibration of these beings and I could have stayed there happily for a long, long time. Finally, the Eagle Being took off flying and the rest of us fell in behind, so we were in a line of white light like a long cloud, trailing across the sky. No one on earth knew we were anything else, but a cloud. It seemed that we were going on a tour of Earth.
First, we went to the Sundance and we watched and supported all those there who were inside the Circle, who were fasting and praying for others on earth. We circled around there 4 times. We could see the energy from the Grandfathers in the circle and all focus connecting to the sacred tree. Next we went south to my house and we saw John there and watched him as he gardened. This helped me to understand better who he is. Then, we headed further south to Machu Picchu. There we saw many shafts of a green light coming down from the heavens, some of which were connecting into peoples’ heads. My son was there and I was happy to see the light going into his head. There were many shafts that did not connect to any heads and many heads that did not connect with any light. Then, we flew over to Lake Titicaca where we could see that under the lake was an amazing city. This city was not in ruins, but was actually castle-like and illuminated.
We flew south along the Andes and soon were over the Antarctic. There, we could clearly see an opening at the South Pole in the earth. We entered that hole in a rush of energy and found some intense white light there through the center of the earth. It ran all the way through to the Arctic, where there was another hole out of the center of the earth. We journeyed in an exhilarating magnetic spiral of brilliant white light that runs between the poles and came out above the North Pole. There, we circled around and looked at the glaciers that are left.
Next we found our friend, Whale. Whale invited us to go with for a swim. So we held on, our Eagle Being was first and he had his arms around Whale’s big belly, we each held on to the ankles of whoever was in front of us. We had the most fun time, swimming through the oceans, feeling so refreshed and happy. Up and down we went, just like the dolphins play, but, we were being pulled by Whale. It was a momentous, joyous experience. Whale took off into the sky and we went circling around a most amazing mountain. The mountain had a lot of snow and beautiful energy. I think it was Mt Kalais. There went Whale around the mountain with all of us holding on. The first one, holding on to his great big belly and then we each, one by one, extending out behind, so it looked as if Whale had a long white tail. I am not sure why Whale took us to that mountain, but after that we said goodbye to Whale.
Whale went diving back into his oceans with such a big kersplash that we all went flying. I found myself surrounded by drops of water turning into twinkling diamonds. All around me were these sparkling diamonds and I soon realized that they were actually stars. I was floating in a black Universe amongst millions of twinkling stars. It was very beautiful. After awhile, I began to wonder why I was there. I waited for an answer for a long time. I began to feel a bit lost. My angel came right away and scooped me up in her big loving arms. Then I heard the crunch of snow. It was John’s boots coming through the snow to get me. I had been there for 2 hours. We drank some water and got ready to go.
On the way back, John wanted to show me what he thought was the spring. I explained to him that I had already seen the spring and that it was ok not to go looking again. But he led me up the valley even further to show me what he thought was the right place for it. There was no stream, no spring, only piles and piles of snow. But he took me to a spot and said he was sure that it started around there somewhere. He had spent all that time during the 2 hours I was alone, looking for Panther Springs. I looked up and in the trees were hanging tobacco ties: four white tobacco ties and flags to the Four Directions. They were tied so high up there, I really could not figure out how anyone reached that height to tie them on, at the flimsy ends of the tall spruce branches. But, I have seen amazing things happen with tobacco offerings, so I did not ask any questions. By then, I knew John was correct, the spring had to be around there, nearby.
We kept heading up and by this time, we were just about at tree line. When I looked up above the Old Ski Bowl, to the left, I knew I was beholding a sacred area. It was so completely white and dazzling that, I felt like I was in heaven looking around in awe for the first time. It was an amazing feeling. Finally after being up there in the snow for over 6 hours, it was time to head down. I was so happy I really did not want to go.
That is when the 2 snow mobilers showed up, their machine breaking the pristine sound of the exquisite place and then, I knew it was time to go. We headed off, taking every short cut that we could find between the switchbacks on the snow covered road, sliding straight down the snow in our boots, glissading down Mt Shasta! It was getting chilly and a lady had just frozen to death up there 2 days before. We made it down to the car safely, passing 2 groups at the end, on the dry part of the road. We knew they would not go too far after we discussed the conditions with them. We explained that they at least needed waterproof footwear in order to make it to Panther Meadows.
That is how it went for me at Mt Shasta. On our way back to change I stopped at another shop. There I found a crystal that had water in it. I held it in my hand and my hand got so hot that it actually began to sweat.
I asked the man tending the store about it and he reluctantly came out from another room. We began to chat and soon he was telling me stories of Panther Meadows, because he had lived up there, as the caretaker of the meadows, some 30 years ago. He told me about the beautiful Lemurian woman who came and joyfully laid down in the freezing water of Panther Springs for 5 minutes, then got up and walked happily away, tall and dripping wet. He had many more stories in his on line book, (GURUS IN THE PARKING LOT) which I purchased for a small fee. Then he told me to move to My Shasta soon. At the very least, he said, I should go camp up in the meadows, as the most amazing people from around the world are there. Before I left, I bought a plastic coated picture of a man who I have seen many times. I never knew who he was but he always comes to be with me when I do a healing meditation. He is such a gentle, quiet, beautiful person with startling blue eyes and he helps me whenever I need him. I had no idea what his name was, but I recognized his face on that card in an instant. The name printed there was “Kuthumi.” I have since looked him up and found that he is quite a well known Master. I feel so blessed to have him in my life and amazed that he introduced himself to me. I said goodbye to my new friend from Panther Meadows, but surely, I will see him again.
After putting my written expose on the back burner for a few months, 2 prominent realizations have taken place in my mind. The first is that meditation should occur for a person in the same way, no matter where you may be sitting. However, I verified for myself that Mt Shasta, and other sacred sites and power spots provide the field to host a valid experience of multidimensionality. An undeniable sense of well being and enhanced imagination are easily accessed in a place like Mt Shasta.
My other realization is that this sort of experience is the right of any conscious human on the planet, today. As we strive to do better, there really are 3 basic things we can do: Be Happy, as I stated above, Strive to serve through LOVE, and visiting Sacred Areas where the energy of our our amazing Mother Earth can have an impact on our frequencies. Simply studying about metaphysical ideas would not seem to be enough. I want to thank my Teachers and the many Beings who have helped me along my way, so far. Blessings of great happiness, Tina.